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Phone Sex Operator Gêmeas and the Minister

  • Writer: Gêmeas Belle
    Gêmeas Belle
  • Oct 9, 2025
  • 2 min read

Updated: Oct 25, 2025


Phone Sex on a black landline phone with a rotary dial
Phone Sex on a black landline phone with a rotary dial

I got a call thinking that it would be mutual masturbation. To my surprise it was a Minister. He wanted to ask me questions about my experiences on the phone.

He shared with me that he counsels couples in their marriages and that it is often about sex, or lack there of. We continued to talk and I shared experiences from my marriage and the sex life of that marriage.

He asked me why I announced to my husband one day that I would no longer give him blow jobs. I told him that I did not feel as comfortable in the bedroom as I once had. In the course of our conversation a realization came to me. It was about Trust.

My entire marriage I asked for random acts of affection anywhere but the bedroom. I asked over and over and over. It never happened. I felt like he was ashamed of me and would only show me affection in the bedroom. I felt like his sex toy. I felt used. So I started taking things away and asking again for random affection. It started by reducing how often we had sex. Then how often he would get a blow job. Then how often I would let him go down on me, until eventually I announced that I would not be giving blow jobs anymore. STILL, I did not receive affection outside of the bedroom. Eventually sex stopped and we divorced.

It was about Trust. Trusting that he was listening, trusting that he heard me, trusting that he understood, trusting that he would do something about it.

The most ironic thing was when he said that he did not see this coming!

As we wrapped up the call, the minister jokingly said "We should do a podcast, Gêmeas the phone sex operator and the Minister".

It was a call I will never forget.

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