Sizzling Sara - NiteFlirt

The last few weeks have been SO crazy!  It’s like there are three of me, all running in different directions.

I filled out my paperwork to start my LapBand appointments and mailed that in.  Then I went online and applied for college in the fall.  Then I redid a couple of my NF listings.

*sigh*

I’m excited about all of it.  I feel rejuvenated.  Especially since the weather is slowly getting nicer around here.  Springtime always makes me feel so much more alive.

And soon I’ll be starting my garden!  I already have a bunch of peat pellets and seeds.  Tomatoes are a definite again this year.  Green peppers, cucumbers and probably garlic.  Aside from that…we’ll see.

I just feel like I’m starting a great new chapter in life and it’s soooo great!  I’m half tempted to just nix the NiteFlirt thing to boot since calls are far and few between lately.  I could re-do the site into a personal blog and make money on AdWords. 

My real life is actually a lot more interesting than the NiteFlirt fantasy sometimes.  This is why I’m going to be taking down my pictures and video I have for sale sometime soon (I was hoping to do it this week, but I don’t want to get too ahead of myself).  I really feel this need to slowly back out of the phone sex world soon before I become too bitter about it.

If I take it all too seriously and not get anywhere I might just get a call one night and blast them with all my anger and frustration.  And that’s not too sexy, trust me.  ;-D

Besides, I’m lucky.  I have a lot more going for me than this.  And I plan to take actions that will allow me to enjoy it all while I can.

I have a new toy and I can’t wait to use it.  I’m planning on hoping in the tub, taking a nice, long, HOT bubble bath…slipping into nothing but my bed sheets and spend HOURS watching porn and playing with this:

http://www.amazon.com/Goodmans-Rabbit-Vibrator-with-Pearls/dp/B0001EK4Z6/ref=sr_1_4?ie=UTF8&s=home-garden&qid=1204334226&sr=8-4

An admirer bought it for me, and he has already had a nice, long, FREE call with me for buying it.  I told you…I appreciate the gifts.  And I always want you to know exactly how much!  *lol*

But I’m not selfish, if you want to know exactly how much I enjoy it why don’t you call me tonight and be my co-pilot?  ;-*

It’s strange, and fantastic, to wake up horny from sexy night dreams as an adult.

I woke up this morning rubbing my thighs together and in a very overly-excited mood.  I had a HOT dream.

I was back in high school.  My physics teacher was looking down my shirt one day and when I caught him he blushed and looked away quickly.

“I have him now,” I thought to myself.

For the next few days I kept wearing more revealing clothing.  Lower cut tops, tight, low-rise jeans with a g-string, short skirts…each day a little more slutty than the next.

Then, one day, I asked if it would be possible to sit in the very back of the room during lecture. 

“I’m far-sighted and I forgot my contacts today,” I pouted.

He (very red in the face) allowed it, so I quickly took a seat.  During his lecture I leaned over to get a notebook and allowed a nipple to pop out over the top of my blouse.  I left it exposed and faced the front of the room.

He noticed immediately, I could tell.  I could tell because there was a shadow forming on his pants - a shadow from a very hard cock.

That was my invitation.  As soon as he turned around to write something on the chalkboard I flung out both of my tits for his approval.

When he turned around to see my double d’s he quickly had a coughing fit and excused himself to get some water.  I quickly ducked my chest behind a book in case any of my fellow classmates decided to turn around.

Within seconds the fire alarm rang.  Being at the back of the class I was the last one to get to the door.  As soon as I went through the doorway a pair of strong arms pulled me back into the classroom.

“That pair is so hot it turned on the fire alarm,” his voice rumbled.

He quickly shoved a bunch of paperwork off of his desk and threw my plump ass on it.  He hiked up my skirt and pulled my g-string to the side to let his fingers explore my wet pussy lips while his mouth nestled between my tits…

…wanna know how this one ends?  Call me and I’ll tell you.  I’m not on?  Make an appointment.

I was at the mall today when I saw something really sad.

This chick and her boyfriend were outside Victoria’s Secret. She stopped right outside and stated:

“We need to go in here so we can pick out your Christmas gift for me!”

“Can I get you a g-string?” he asked excitedly.

“No! My ass is NOT going to be lumped around a g-string!” she demanded.

The guy’s face fell and he followed her in. I felt so bad for him, and at the same time so enraged at her. He wanted to see her in a g-string - why should she care what her ass looks like in it (and she was a tiny thing, I might add)?

Women should pay a little less attention to Victoria’s Secret and a little more attention to John’s Fantasy.

I know I do.

In the next couple of days I’m going to put together a more structured schedule of my NiteFlirt hours and post it on my callme page. I’ve just been in such a rush with the holidays that I feel like I’ve been chasing my tail the past few days.