Sexier Summer ~ 5-15 Free Minutes!

For my devoted regulars and for the new & curious to my site… Until the end of August, I am offering 5 free minutes, added to any paid session lasting 30 minutes or less (yes, this includes 10 minute quickest!). Or, an additional 15 free minutes added to any session lasting 45 minutes, or longer…in other words, you can buy 45 minutes but enjoy me for a solid, sexy hour!! The number of promotions allowed per client, is limitless until the end of August! All you have to do is tell me that you are looking to have a sexier summer! That’s it, that’s all.

So…

Paid session of 10 to 30 minutes gets you an extra 5 minutes free!

A paid session of 45 minutes, or longer, gets you an extra 15 minutes free!

Offer lasts until the end of August, 2019 and is not limited to a maximum number of uses.

Just remember to tell me that you would like a “sexier summer” when you call!

First Time Phone Sex

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First time phone sex is… Exhilarating! Fun. Secretive. Naughty. Maybe a little scary… And very…rewarding!

And, let me say straight off, that the absolute best thing about phone sex (in my opinion) is the lush, excitingly dirty array of possibilities it lays, so alluring, before us. Be anyone. Try anything. Imagine everything exactly the way you need/want it to be! Within the world of phone sex, we explore the depths of arousal, kinks and fantasy. We are limited by no more than our individual imaginations and personal preferences.

I still remember the intense thrill of encouraging and experiencing phone sex with my boyfriends, as a teenager. So often, more exciting and fulfilling than the real life act. The human mind has, after all, always provided the epitome of aphrodisiacal fruit!

I remember being too shy to ask my boyfriends to say the things I wanted most to hear, from them. I also remember though, the intense reaction of my body when they would at last find the courage to tell me all the dirty, naughty, sexy, TEASING things they wanted to do to my body. I was relentless in creatively finding ways to coax and inspire them to “open up” to me about their desires… I couldn’t get enough of those dirty, wicked conversations! I remember brushing inexperienced fingers over the wet spot on my panties, while I listened with rapt attention, wanting, yearning, and every part of my body gone electric with desire. Even now, remembering those daring, late-night phone calls, their tentative exploration–so delicious to an inexperienced teen girl–is making me wet! Such simple things too, back then… I remember how it would light my body on fire when a boy told me, in husky, excited tones, that he wanted to pull my shirt off, unclasp my bra, and take my nipples between his lips. How he hoped I might wear a skirt to the movies with him, so that he could easily slip his hand beneath it to play with me in the dark theater. I remember how it would make me pant and moan to hear him talk about sliding his fingers inside me for the first time, and whisper about how badly he wanted to taste me. I remember the thrill of those blunt and brazen statements, like “I want to fuck you so deep and hard!” or “Oh my god, Vanessa–I want to be inside you so badly right now–I could just cum in my pants, thinking about it!”. Not so taboo, by more mature standards, but when you are a teen girl speaking in hushed tones over the phone, to an equally excited boy (whom your parents wouldn’t allow you to be left alone, behind closed doors with) it was ALL the allure of the forbidden, and more!

First-time phone sex is quite simply a sexual delicacy for which I can only be thankful! The act of phone sex is still one of my favorite activities today, and my memories of those first times, are enough to get my blood pumping even now.

As a phone sex operator, the experience takes on a new level of excitement; encountering strangers and varying pallets of desire. I will admit that I still feel a touch of nervousness when the phone rings… I’ve been told, by a few of my regular callers, that nervousness occurs on both sides. While I don’t feel that I am someone that anyone should feel nervous about speaking with, I will admit that those nerves can add an extra spice to the experience, of its own.

Are you considering a first-time phone sex experience? Perhaps the first time with a new lover, or maybe the first time with a phone sex operator, like myself… Well, the first thing you need to know is that there are no hard and fast rules… There are endless ways to begin that conversation and even more possibilities for its continuation and that explosive finale. Communication is obviously key. Phone sex would be impossible without it!

It can start with a casual mention of wanting. Or, by reciting a sexy story first, to get the juices flowing… Perhaps a suggestion of role-play, of other professions, costumes or characters. One of the easiest ways to initiate phone sex is to share a fantasy. There really are endless options…

Now, if you are thinking about first-time phone sex with a PSO or phone sex operator, there are perhaps a few basic niceties to keep in mind…

First, always take the time to familiarize yourself with your chosen operators website. Our websites contain vital information. Such as our limits and boundaries, our specialties and preferences, our times of availability, our individual rates, options and methods of payment, notes and bios to acquaint you with our individual personalities, and much more…

When you are contacting individual operators, it is important to realize that we are human. In other words, we are not awake and available 24 hours a day! We need to take time for ourselves, to rest, to bathe, to cook, and many of us have families who need us, at times–times when we can’t drop everything to run for the phone. So, look for our indicators to tell you if we are available. Many of us can make ourselves available with a quick email notification to let us know that you want us… And, don’t assume that texting will reach us. Many PSO’s use landlines to ensure a clear call. Land lines don’t generally accept texts, unless your girl is using a service such as Google Voice.

Once you’ve established that your lady is available and eagerly waiting to be swept off her feet (and directly into your bed!), the next thing to tackle is payment.

While many girls still accept credit card payments over the phone, many are also beginning to switch to online payments, only. Online payments provide more security to yourself, help the girls to avoid chargebacks and unfortunate penalty fees, and also help us to keep our prices reasonable because we don’t have so many credit card fees to deal with. Online payment is a very good thing! Only very rarely will a girl accept PayPal. PayPal is not particularly friendly to the adult industry… Particularly when it comes to the sex trade. It also provides no privacy for either party. I do not recommend asking your PSO to accept PayPal.

So, follow her website instructions to pay online, or phone your girl and give her your credit card information (provided she takes payment that way). Her page/website should tell you how she charges for time. Many girls charge for “blocks” of time. In other words, if you expect that you will only need 10 minutes to reach heaven, then you will pay for a 10 minute block of time. If you want to go slow, explore, and have all the time in the world to ravish your baby thoroughly, you might choose to pay for a 1-hour block of time.

There are some phone sex services which will allow you to pay per minute. Whether or not this saves you money, depends… Personally, I only charge for the phone sex portion of the conversation, itself. I don’t charge for questions or other “get to know you” conversation which excludes sexual content. Girls who charge per minute directly, from the moment they accept your call, often charge for the entire conversation, including your questions and other polite conversation. These girls are often motivated to keep you on the phone as long as they possibly can, so that the meter keeps running. Whereas, girls who charge for a block of time, tend to be more mindful of your designated schedule. In my experience, it typically costs callers less when they pay for blocks, because of these things. it also means you aren’t going to keep running up your bill if you don’t properly hang up your phone or initiate a pocket dial.

From this point on, all the really fun stuff starts! Once you are settled up on your payment, you can snuggle in with your phone sex kitten and really start to make her purr! And, believe me, no one purrs like a phone sex operator!

I, personally, love to be a caller’s first time phone sex experience! I love it! I love the opportunity to make a caller feel comfortable and wanted. To answer their questions… and maybe even make them blush. I love their wonder and appreciation at the excitement of their first time phone sex experience.

Again, remembering my own first-time phone sex experiences, it thrills me to share that exhilaration with others!

Have I answered your questions about first-time phone sex? If not, please feel free to contact me! I would love to hear from you and to have the opportunity to tell you anything else you might wish to know. Also, don’t hesitate to contact me to schedule your own first time phone sex session!

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CWM Update ~ Bitcoin for Blowjobs?

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Hey, guys! Many of you have asked me for more online payment options… Faster, easier, more discrete… And I have presented the notion of paying with Bitcoin and altcoins, to you.

I am not going to go into lengthy descriptions here, on how to use Bitcoin… There are plenty of YouTube videos available for those of you who are unfamiliar with using cryptocurrencies (and, as someone who finds this subject fascinating, I highly recommend a little study and exploration into this, if it interests you at all) . Rather, this week’s blog post is an update concerning Bitcoin, and phone sex with yours truly!

In the near future, I will be adding a Bitcoin payment gateway to my website. It is strictly a test run, for now. I will be offering a single option Phone Sex service, at a highly discounted rate, for a limited time.

The success and response to this special deal will determine whether or not it becomes a permanent option for my adored clients.

Bitcoin for blowjobs…blowjobs for Bitcoin? It has a certain ring to it!

In the meantime, I gladly welcome your comments, questions, feedback and concerns. Feel free to contact me anytime!

Perhaps you already have a favorite alt coin you would like to request; Ether, Doge Coin, Litecoin, Bitcoin Cash, Dime Coin, etc…. we have almost endless options to entertain here, boys.

Cryptocurrencies give you far more discretion, privacy and freedom, them other forms of payment. And they are both fast and easy to use once you learn how they work! I look forward to making this option available to you, my hot and sexy playmates, and I hope that you will enjoy the special deal I have in mind for you.

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Toying with the Senses, Tormenting the Muse ~ Bondage Play

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I placed four brand-new, thick black leather dog collars on the small mahogany table next to his straight-backed chair. I had modified two of these collars for our bondage play, by punching extra holes so that they would fit even tighter.

Lucas kept his eyes downcast. Seated quiet, lovely in his nudity. He gave no obvious reaction to the presentation of our new toys. Nonetheless, his excitement was palpable in the charged air around us, and evident in the swelling of his magnificent cock.

I poured myself a glass of wine and took a single sip. I replaced the wine on the table, next to my display of black leather and stainless steel hardware, then proceeded to pick up the first two dog collars. These were the unmodified ones. I knelt on the floor and wrapped, first one and then the other, around each of the front chair legs, folding them to secure the buckles around Lucas’ smooth bare ankles as well.

I stood, took a second sip of my wine, then picked up the last two dog collars.

Obligingly, Lucas placed his arms atop the arms of the chair, and waited patiently. I fastened the modified dog collars around his wrists and the chair arms, pulling them tight. I straightened and looked over my bondage work thus far. Lucas tried to straighten his legs and arms, testing the security of his bindings. There was no give. Only a slight creaking of the leather in mild protest.

Placing one burgundy-lacquered fingernail beneath Lucas’ chin, I tilted his head up so that his eyes met mine. Those soft, gray-green eyes looked into my own hazel eyes–mine, framed by black Venetian lace of a stylized hawk mask–with absolute trust and no small degree of patiently smoldering lust.

Without breaking eye contact, I reached my free hand into the top of my satin corset, and extracted a long strip of cobalt blue silk from between my breasts, enjoying the feel of it sliding up my skin. A trace of my amber perfume clung to the rich fabric. I released Lucas’ chin and slid the silk between my fingers before stretching it across his eyes and then tying it securely behind his head, knotting it against the auburn curls of his soft, chin-length hair.

I stood back to admire the sight of him, bound and compliant. His cock, so hard it stood upright against his stomach.

I sipped my wine, drawing the smooth, dry libation between my burgundy-painted lips, savoring both the wine and my artistry. Lucas looked positively delicious.

Next, from a drawer in the mahogany table, I extracted a tiny glass bottle of oil, scented heavily with sandalwood–one of my favorite fragrances! I unscrewed the little silver lid, withdrawing the attached metal wand, which dripped with the oil. I used the wand to apply that earthy aroma behind his ears, beneath his jaw and at the base of his throat, where I could see his pulse beating. I tipped the bottle gently against the center of his chest, watching as the glistening oil trailed down between his pectorals and over toned abs. Candlelight within the room, gilded that stream of precious oils in lovely, flickering light.

Closing my eyes for a moment, I breathed in the exquisite scent of Lucas, blending with the sandalwood. I leaned forward and inhaled deeply at his hairline, letting my nose gently caress the edge of his sensitive ear, then drifted down to let my nose trace his jawline, enjoying how he shivered at the touch, before kissing his sweet, eager lips.

Again, I rose. Picking up my wine, I began to walk a slow circle around him. I could sense Lucas tracking my movement, by the tap, tap, tapping of my heels on the hardwood floor. Once behind him, I paused briefly to bend down and brush kisses along his throat. I thoroughly enjoyed the shiver which ran visibly through him again, as I did so.

Once completing my circuit, I placed my wine back atop the table and reached for a small velvet pillow, which had waited upon the chaise lounge. I tossed it to the floor, before my lover, then slowly lowered myself to kneel upon it, between his calves.

Prior to escorting Lucas into this room, I had set out several items beneath his chair, within easy reach. First, a bowl of ice. Second, a feather. Third, a small envelope of Pop Rocks candy. And, fourth, a small vibrating, silicon panty insert.

I reached for the panty insert first, setting it to its highest vibration. I reached up to brush the vibrating, satin-y finish over Lucas’ nipples. They tightened, darkened and begged for more. I let the vibrator’s edge follow the path of the sandalwood oil, down the center of his chest and to his navel. I used it to massage around the top of his inner thighs, near the crease of his groin, drawing additional blood flow to the pelvic region. His firm cock, throbbed. A tiny transparent bead of pre-cum seeped, glistening at its tip. I leaned forward and graciously licked up that inviting little pearl, earning a deep groan from Lucas. Finally, I pressed the silicon insert against his remarkably full balls, letting the vibration linger. Lucas let his head fall back. He moaned low and long… His hands flexed upon the arm of the chair, wanting to reach for me, wanting to pull my lips back to his cock. The sturdy bondage I’d employed, held true!

I extracted the insert and, at last, slid it into the lining of my black lace panties. That delicious vibration was nestled against my pussy, tantalizing my clit. I could not help but roll my hips against it, humming a note of pleasure as it teased.

I was ready to select my next “toy”.

My fingers found, and gripped, the stem of the long ivory ostrich feather. I pulled it onto my thigh in preparation. First, however, I used my other hand to grip the base of Lucas’ hard, sleek cock. My lips found its tip and I drew him into my wet, hot mouth. I swirled my tongue around its tip and, again, tasted his pre-cum. I sucked and teased at a leisurely pace. The chair rocked slightly, as Lucas again tested his binds, wanting to reach for me. Wanting to writhe in his pleasure. The sounds which left his lips, were thrilling and I felt an answering wetness between my legs. I ground my pussy down against the little vibrator in my panties. Already, I wanted to cum! It made me whimper in sympathy with his own plight. Though he would have to wait much longer than I.

I raised the feather. Opening my eyes to slits, I sought out his ticklish zones. Directing the tip of my feather to them, I was quickly rewarded. While trailing the feather up the side of his muscled torso, towards his arm, he jerked in his bindings. I sucked him into my mouth a little more deeply to silence his protest. The feather found another mark across his shoulder. He began to plead. My only response was to take his cock as deeply into my throat as it would go, relaxing the muscles of my throat to take him in fully. His pleading faded to a whimper of defeat and pleasure.

I really liked this game…

Once I’d had my fill of that treat, I laid the feather back down upon the floor. For a time, thereafter, I lazily licked and sucked his cock, occasionally massaging his heavy balls. I moaned around the head of his cock, letting the vibration of those moans pleasure him further.

And, when my first orgasm broke over me, his cock was deep into my mouth and he experienced the full physical timbre of my screams.

Eventually, the waves of climax ebbed. I rested my forehead against his taut abdomen, releasing his cock momentarily, and I took that time to catch my breath.

Lucas waited patiently, though I could tell he was all the more turned on, from my having cum so hard, while pleasuring him.

Gradually, I parted my lips for him again. One hand cradled his balls. The other pumped his shaft, using the lubrication of my saliva to make it slick. I had a tight seal, with my lips, around that thick mushroom head. My tongue swirled and I sucked him greedily, bobbing my head to meet my hand as it pumped in unison. I listened to every sound he made, tracking those cues until he came closer to orgasm, himself. I listened. I waited. His moans grew more excited and, at last, he was on the brink. Just as he prepared to yell his victory, and shoot his load into my mouth, I withdrew and clamped my thumb and forefinger around the top of his shaft, right beneath that gleaming mushroom head, effectively cutting off his orgasm. His breath left him in a stunned gust and, after a brief moment of shock, he laughed with surprise. I allowed a smile to curve my lips, though his blindfold kept him from seeing it.

I next reached beneath his chair to take an ice cube from the bowl.

I placed the ice cube in my mouth, rolling it around with my tongue and waited a few more seconds until Lucas calmed.

I began to kiss my way up the inside of one of his thighs, while my hand massaged his other. Eventually, my hand again wrapped around his shaft–which was recovering from its denied finish and again very hard–and I squeezed gently to keep it that way. My lips brushed the tip of his cock, teasing, not yet revealing my next surprise.

l tantalized with kisses, strokes, nuzzles and touches. When his swollen member was fully rock hard again, and a shade darker then the last time, I drew him into my mouth. The cold of it was a shock! He sucked in a breath, loudly, and cursed. I took in his entire shaft, in one swift motion, somewhat tightening my hand around it’s base to help prevent him from softening too much.

He softened only slightly, but quickly became hard as stone again as my mouth warmed to him. I brought him close to orgasm before stopping to pop another ice cube into my mouth. I let him calm while I kissed his thighs, his stomach, and his smooth-shaven balls. The ice cube quickly melted, leaving the inside of my mouth cold, once again.

This time, when I deep-throated him, revealing my cold surprise, he welcomed it with a groan. I sucked him noisily, working hands and tongue to bring him to the edge once more.

Again, though, I let him come within a breath of orgasm before I locked my thumb and forefinger around his shaft to squelch it. He cursed, fighting hard to pull free of the leather collars. My bondage tactics continued restraining him to my will, however.

Lucas’ head fell back with a frustrated moan. I chuckled softly…

His cum had, nonetheless, seeped from the crown of his stifled member. When I judged he’d had sufficient time to recover, I carefully licked the mess clean. His moan came, soft and grateful.

Drawing back then, I chose to suck all ten of his fingers, each in turn, kissing his hands when I finished. I brushed kisses up one arm and across his collarbone. I dipped to take his left nipple between my teeth and massaged it gently with them, nibbling and rolling it. Lucas panted and groaned. I grew wetter, listening to him.

I bent to retrieve one more ice cube, which I placed between his lips this time, allowing him to draw my fingers in briefly, along with it. I kissed his neck while he sucked on his refreshment. I then rose up, placing one knee on the chair beside him, and pressed one of my nipples to his mouth. I gasped, enjoying the pleasure as he sucked my nipple into his cold wet mouth.

I repositioned my other foot so that I straddled his arm. Crushing the little vibrator between his arm and my pussy, I rocked against it and, while he devoured my nipple obediently, sucking and pulling, I quickly brought myself to another orgasm. I drenched the vibrator, my panties and his arm. My thighs shook with the aftershocks of it.

I pulled away from Lucas, but paused for another kiss, before descending back down to my velvet cushion.

I began to massage the muscles of his groin, working around his heavy balls, his shaft and the inside of his thighs. I kissed his cock in all of its alert, straining glory.

Finally, I reached for the small envelope of candy beneath his chair. I tore it slowly open, allowing Lucas to hear the unusual sound. I pulled my lips away from his begging cock them, and pushed open the envelope to spill some of the Pop Rocks into my palm. He waited patiently, but curiosity was there in his body language.

I tipped my head back, to pour the candy into my mouth. The moment those tiny chunks of sugar hit my tongue, they began to snap, crackle and pop! I stuck out my tongue so that the sound would be most audible. Puzzlement was in every line of his face and physique.

I added another handful to my mouth. closing my lips, I took a moment to savor the sweet taste and to spread the candy around my mouth, keeping it from forming too many clumps.

I imagine that Lucas’ flesh must have felt quite sensitive by this point, for all that I had denied him, teased and forced him to endure. I smiled with this thought just before I parted my lips and took his throbbing, engorged phallus into my mouth. I surrounded it with the violently popping, fizzing candy. He exclaimed and shuddered, then moaned loudly. I began to slowly work my lips and tongue in combination with the Pop Rocks, and Lucas made the chair and leather groan with him as his body flexed and moved within his restraints. I was more grateful than ever that I’d chosen to get serious with our bondage play, this evening. Lucas sweated and moved… As the heat grew, the room filled with the scent of sandalwood!

Whether from pain or from pleasure, but most likely the perfect combination of both, his reactions were strong. Magnificent! I moaned deeply around his cock. Letting him feel and hear my appreciation for the show he was giving me. The vibrator between my legs was already helping me towards a third orgasm.

I slid both hands around to cup his ass, slightly digging my fingernails into that tight, muscular flesh. I curved one hand around further. Probing with one finger–the one digit who’s nail I’d trimmed in advance–until I found his anus, I carefully slid it into his ass. He threw his head back with a primal sound, like a cross between a grunt and a yell. All the while I devoured his cock with absolute abandon. The candy had since dissolved. I deep-throated him repeatedly before bobbing vigorously upon the head of his cock, demanding his climax.

Knowing, feeling, that he was about to explode, I found my own release and again I screamed around his sex! As though I’d pulled a trigger, he followed, yelling at the top of his voice. Hot, heavy jets of his cum struck my tongue and back of my throat, over and over… I rewarded him, swallowing all he gave me.

He gave much.

When, at last, he had finished and the shuddering aftershocks had quieted, I slowly stirred myself to unbuckle his wrists and ankles. I untied the blindfold and let it slip to the floor. These things would later be returned to our treasure trove of bondage implements.

I held his eyes and reached for my wine glass–this time passing it to him. Lucas welcomed it, taking a deep drink of the rich Cabernet. Then, he reached one hand to curl around the back of my head and pulled me in for a deeper kiss.

I adore sex toys and bondage!

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Forbidden Office Fruit

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Sloppy, wet suction and soft moans were exactly the kind of ambiant music that the ol’ office space needed, Rick thought to himself, while he watched his private show. Betty was on her knees beneath Rick’s desk. The pretty teen intern’s rosy lipstick was mostly rubbed off. Her soft brown hair slid like silk over his exposed lap and she had a seal locked tight around his dick. Her slippery pink tongue drawing crazy patterns all up and down his stiff shaft, never paused, while her head bobbed up and down on it.

Betty’s navy skirt was hiked up around her waist, knees spread wide, while her fingers worked beneath her panties. She’d already brought herself to cum once and was working frantically towards another orgasm.

A knock sounded at the door to his office, but he ignored it. Betty, however, froze. He gave her a reassuring smile and said “The door is locked. They’ll assume I’m on a conference call. Don’t worry about it”. A moment later she resumed sucking down his cock, working one hand around it’s base, before removing it briefly to deep throat him again. Damn, she ate dick like a pro!

Rick could feel himself getting closer. But, he wasn’t ready for his “coffee break” to end so quickly. “Betty, honey, hold on…” he said, placing a hand on her head to slow her down.

“Hmmm?” She replied, sounding a bit dazed.

He pushed back on his roller chair and reached for her arm, pulling her up to stand. He stood also, and turned her around to face his desk. “Bend over” he said into her ear, before placing his hand on her back to give her an encouraging push. She complied with a whimper.

He took her in, then. Skirt around her waist, one thigh high stocking beginning to slide down her leg while the other obediently stayed put. A cute pair of sage green bikini panties were drenched and askew, exposing the pink lips of her pretty shaved pussy. It was rosy, swollen and glistening. He had to taste it!

Getting on his knees, he put his lips on her, letting his tongue delve delve deep into her sex. She moaned while he lapped at her honey. He moved to suck gently on her clit and gave it a gentle nibble, which made her gasp. He began to slide two fingers into her tight heat, aggressively working them in and out of her while he sucked on her swollen clit and pussy lips. Thoroughly enjoying the wet sounds and the deepening of her cries, which she tried to muffle against the sleeve of her blouse, he used his free hand to slide one of her feet over, so that he could move in closer. Get in deeper.

She came. Her pussy clamping tightly down on his fingers in convulsions. Her thighs quivered and shook. And she drenched his hand. Her pussy juices soon dripped down his chin.

His cock strained, fair begging to pound that tight, swollen teen pussy.

While she panted, there on his desk, he sngged a condom from the drawer and expertly slid it on. Rick helped Betty to stand on trembling legs before sitting back in his office chair.

He guided her hips back and positioned his cock for her to sit on. That slippery cunt took him to the hilt, with no resistance. Betty cried out at the suddenness of it. Rick grunted then moaned with the satisfaction of it.

“Play with your nipples for me” he told her. She complied, shoving her blouse and bra up over her breasts and proceeding to pinch and pull those pretty pink nipples. He guided her hips with his hands, moving her quickly on his cock, deeply as she would take him. Those delicious wet sounds joined the clapping of their bodies.

They were both sweaty with the exertion of it, there in the quiet of his office. Heavy breathing, moaning and Betty’s whimpers, the wet sounds of her pussy plunging up-and-down on his stiff cock… These sounds pervaded the air around him.

Finally, he buried his face against her back and yelled, spending his orgasm, cumming hard into the forbidden teen intern who brought everyone their coffee each morning.

He’d been dying to fuck her ever since the first day he laid eyes on her. She was one hell of a good time, too.

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A Cuckold Quickie Ambush

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Dirty Talk

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While, as a phone sex operator, I’m no stranger to dirty talk…it gets downright filthy at times, in fact…the truth is, I still experience a moment of shyness just before the words leave my mouth (and perhaps while imagining other things going into my mouth?). I suppose this means I don’t become easily jaded, which I consider a strength in my line of work. Those dirty, filthy, provocative words and phrases, may always feel a little bit like Taboo, to me.

And, yes, you will need to set up a session if you want to hear me say them.

Dirty talk comes in so many flavors… And everyone has their preferences. I don’t assume to know what any one client needs to hear…although I have my standbys. I’m open to being told what I need to say, to get my caller off!

Some clients find it far more tantalizing to keep the chitchat (roleplay, flirting, storytelling…) on the innocent side… That can certainly feel dirtier to the right ears, and in the right circumstances.

So, let’s have a little exchange, shall we? Fill out my contact form, below, and tell me; what do you like to hear, and what do you like to say, when it comes to dirty talk? That’s it, try to shock me, boys! Let’s make this fun. Who can make the PSO blush?

For my end of the exchange, I will write you back and give you a passphrase which you can give back to me, over the phone, to receive 5 Free Phone Sex Minutes, to be added to yourpaid session!

XXX~Vanessa

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Sexy Things & Where to Find Them

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Some think it’s odd that I list Etsy as one of my preferred gift card links in my website’s sidebar. After all, the Etsy marketplace is known for its crafts and artists. Not lingerie, bondage, or fetishes…right? However, stop to consider the wide variety of products this “crafter’s market” entails!

Are you looking for a sexy gift, for someone special? Know someone who has a perfume fetish? And, speaking of fetishes… You can indulge nearly any fetish you can think of, at the Etsy marketplace!

Try a search for “Sexy lingerie”, “Lace masquerade mask”, “Burlesque”, “Lace lingerie”, “Leather lingerie”, “Victorian corset”, “Romantic perfumes”, “Bondage”… The options are limitless and offer a wide range of prices. Look for glowing reviews from sellers and keep in mind that many sellers also offer the option for customized buying. In other words, if you find something close to what you want, contact the seller and see if they can’t get it just a bit closer to your goal.

Your special someone will appreciate handmade, artisan, unique gifts. Not every sexy thing has to come from Victoria’s Secret.

And… When in doubt, buy a gift card! If there is one thing that a woman loves as much as, if not more than, receiving gifts, it’s shopping! Spoil your sexy lady and she will spoil you right back.

Against the Wall ~ Quickie Series

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Naughty Desires, Delights & Specialties

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Getting naughty with Vanessa…

“What do you like?”, “How would you like to get naughty?”

These are questions which I get asked often, in calls. It still touches me that, while paying for a session, you guys still want to know what you can do to turn me on!

First off…your excitement is most important to me. Knowing that I am hitting the right “buttons” excites me… I get wet knowing that you’re turned on by me, by the naughty things I’m doing and saying. I have found myself getting very hot over things that I’d never have expected would turn me on, simply because the guy I’m playing with, is so into it! I can’t say it enough–if you’re loving it, then I’m getting off on it too!

As for my personal kinks, turn-on’s, favorite roles, and go-to masturbation fantasies…

I love to be dominated!! When a man tells me how he wants to hold me down, tie me up, and make me take it, however and wherever he wants to give it to me…my body turns to lava and I get wet, fast! I’m getting wet right now, just writing about it!

I love to fantasize about being the teen babysitter, schoolgirl or cheerleader… Being seduced by the older neighbor or, hell, the entire college football team!

Yep, these are the kinds of things that this naughty housewife daydreams about, while she’s home alone, taking breaks from her chores…

And…I really love anal sex! Some of my best, most intense orgasms have happened during anal sex, while I use a favorite vibrator on my clit. We are talking scream-inducing, uncontrolled climaxes, here–tell me you’re going to make me take it all, up my tight, sexy ass, and listen to me lose control!

Oral? Oh, yes! On you? Yes please!! I can’t tell you how many times I’ve made myself cum, masturbating to the thought of a man gripping my hair, to hold me in place, while he cums in my mouth or all over my face!

I respond very well to passionate scenarios… The more you want me, the more you want to do dirty, naughty things to me…the more responsive and excited I am going to get.

As you have likely already realized, I also really love toys… Vibrators, dildos, Benewah balls…did I mention vibrators? I really love vibrators… There is one next to me, right now, which is looking extremely tempting, while I write this!

Despite being primarily submissive, I have been surprised often, by how turned on I get by the idea of tying someone else up. Of making you endure my will. I must even admit to experiencing an adrenaline rush from being sexually dominant and even cruel. I am most comfortable in a submissive role but I suppose we all have the capacity to get high off of power. I am no exception.

Being a PSO (phone sex operator), I expect that it should come as no surprise when I tell you that money turns me on, also. I even love to read about courtesans, geisha, and other professions like my own throughout history. The thought of a man giving me cash so that he can take his release with me, is hot! I mean, REALLY! Hot!

Heard enough about what I like best? Okay…

I am also quite good with role-play. I am intelligent, articulate and skilled with storytelling. I enjoy being a new character. I am very comfortable with make-believe. My vivid imagination and well-developed inner eye, will put me right there in the fantasy with you! Want me to be someone in particular? Want to fulfill an elaborate fantasy which is unobtainable in our daily mundane lives? Want to try something new, naughty and daring, in a safe manner? I am very willing to help you with that…

I enjoy mutual masturbation, masturbation instruction, telling you what I am doing to myself or what I would like to be doing to you…

I adore the girlfriend experience! I am sweet, affectionate, romantic, extremely appreciative of being spoiled, eager to please and I love to build a bonded relationship with my guy.

I’ve tried many new things, since becoming a PSO. It has been my aim to push my own boundaries, explore new things… Everyone has limits, of course, but I try to take my own with a grain of salt. When it comes to trying anything truly new or uncomfortable, I gain courage from information. The more I know, the better I can settle into the role. If you are unsure about my ability to take on whatever it is you have in mind, don’t hesitate to contact me. I’m very easy to talk to. I am sweet, caring and encouraging. I don’t bite… Unless asked to! And, when I do, be assured that I enjoy it!!

So…what are you looking for?