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Will You Tell Her?

Tuesday, February 23rd, 2016

You are quiet, standing still behind the stall door. Your heart–thud, thud, thud–is slamming against your rib cage, because you think you might really do it this time.

Will you tell her? If you do it, will you? You don’t know, you’re not sure. Because if you do it, all bets are off, everything changes.

You’ve talked with her about it time and again. She’s always laughed, told you that you didn’t have the balls. You’ve laughed with her, telling her that she’s probably right, that she knows you too well. She’s always seemed rather fond of you, and you like that. You want to believe that you mean more to her than the other guys.

The outer door opens. The sound of music, voices, laughter. Dying off as the door slowly swings shut. A crisp swoosh when it meets the doorjamb, then silence. The click of a lock being turned. Footsteps.

“Are you in here? Where are you?”

His voice is deep, husky. It thrills you.

And then he is opening the stall door. You swallow, your mouth is so dry. But you are lowering yourself to your knees. Oh yes, you’re going to do it this time.

***

Hi.

Well, hello, baby. Where have you been? I waited for your call last night. I missed you.

I, um, I was out. A friend was having a party, so I went, ended up staying late.

Did you have fun?

Michelle, I’ve got something to tell you.

Yeah? You can tell me anything, you know that.

I did it. I really did it.

Did what? Oh my fucking god! You mean …

I mean I sucked a cock last night. I did it for real.

Damn! Well, did you like it? Was it as good as our fantasies?

Well, Michelle, I don’t want to hurt your feelings. You’ve been a doll. I really like you.

But?

Well, the thing is, he’s coming over in a little bit. And, well …

Yes? Well, what?

I told the service before they connected us to cancel my account, that this is my last–

Cancel your account? What the fuck?

Michelle, this phone sex costs a lot. And this thing that is happening. It’s hot.

Fuck you!

I wanna see where it goes.

You’re a bastard.

Try to understand, Michelle. I have to pay him, and I can’t afford you both.

FUCKING FAG!

*click*

Hello? Hello? Michelle? FUCKING WHORE!

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by yours truly

xo, Angela

 

Yes I am a Hard Core Tease

Wednesday, March 12th, 2014

A beloved client writes:

He has his reason for blue balls: 

Siberian man runs marathon in -36° weather

And I have mine.

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*innocently batting eyelashes*

 

Click to Clip for Cyber Phone Sexy

Monday, December 2nd, 2013

cyber phone monday

This is how you make a comeback

Saturday, October 27th, 2012

So I get this email from a MIA client:

To my Glorious and Brilliant Girl

To you …

… my creative Beauty.

… my imaginative Domina.

… my perfectionist-weaver of Glorious Fantasy.

… my adventurous Doppelganger and Partner in Crime.

… my wild Goddess who never met a taboo she didn’t like.

… my generous and patient stiletto-heeled Wonder-Girl.

… my understanding and idolized Phone Sex Illuminato.

This is ♥♥♥♥♥ from ♣♣♣♣ .

Well I used to live in ♣♣♣♣.   You might remember that circumstances dictated I leave the beautiful place I’d called home since forever to move to the Midwest, where I am helping my friends with their start-up Social Media company.  As you can imagine, it took a while to settle in and get things rolling.  But, finally, I feel like things are where they should be.  And boy! Have I missed you!

The good news is we are already out of the red and pulling paychecks. The better news is I have a smartphone.  Guess who I want to call on my sexy, new smartphone?

Yes, you.  Because, I MISSED YOU INSANELY !!!

Now for the nitty-gritty: how do I call you via phone? I was used to the convoluted ways of the web (pay using the site and call you on Skype). So how do I do it on a phone? Do I call NiteFlirt? And then how do I get you? To me there is ONLY ONE Angela, but if I say Angela do they know who I’m referring to? Do you have some kind of a numeric ID that I need to provide? Maybe I say Angela St. Lawrence?

As to our chats:

1. Our first chat needs to be about you and me.  I want to TALK with YOU. Then we can have another chat, or continue the chat.

2. I just want our first chat to be a very long chat.  At least an hour, though I hope you will indulge me with two or three hours of your time.

3. And then we will talk dirty. And I will cum for you, like I cum with no other woman in the world.

4. And I will leave you the review of reviews, telling the universe how special, how perfect, how wonderful you are.

5. And I will tip you and tribute you over and over to make up for all the time we’ve lost with my personal reinvention.

6. And I will call you again and again and again. Forever and ever.

I worship your imagination.  I cherish you for every facet of your personality. I am grateful for what you do to me and for me. And mostly, the way you do it. You play me like a violin. I’m yours and have been since the first time I heard you speak, totally unaware that I’d been doing phone sex all the wrong way with all the wrong girls for a very long time.  Unaware that I was about embark on the adventure of a lifetime with the very definition of perfection. Thank you, thank you, thank you.

I hope you are well and content and happy.

My mind (and my cock and my overflowing balls) ache to talk with you. And maybe it will put a smile on your face to know that I have started looking around at ways of making one of my fantasies come true, in a safe way, but make it come true.

There definitely are possibilities in this area. I’m doing preliminary work right now. But I will get there.

Contact me.  Even one sentence will be sheer delight for me.  I will be watching my email obsessively.

Love love love,

From Me who adores YOU, my Brilliant Mystery Girl.

What a Coincidence

Saturday, September 1st, 2012

What did the cuckoldress …

… say to the farmer?

(And just quite possibly gave him a boner.)

A chicken farmer goes to a local bar,  sits down next to a woman and orders a glass of champagne.

The woman perks up and says, “How about that? I just ordered a glass of champagne too!”

The farmer smiles and says, “Really? What a coincidence! This is a very special day for me, so I’m celebrating.  What about you?”

“This is a special day for me too.  So I’m also celebrating,” says the woman.

“What a coincidence,” says the farmer, “here we are, both drinking champagne, both at the same bar, both celebrating. This calls for a toast.”

As they clinked glasses the man asks, “What are you celebrating?”

“My husband and I have been trying for years to have a child and today my gynecologist told me that I am pregnant!”

“What a coincidence,” says the man. “I’m a chicken farmer and for years all of my hens were infertile, but today they are all laying fertilized eggs.”

“Well jolly good for you,” says the woman. “How did your chickens become fertile?”

“I used a different cock,” the farmer replies.

The woman smiles and says, “What a coincidence.”

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Regardless who you call, I’m sure you’ll get a boner … just like the farmer. ;-p
xo, Angela