Sizzling Sara - NiteFlirt

I was naughty and fell asleep last night.  Not tonight, however…I’ll be on normal time and I hope to hear from you!

Then I got another message on the same forum asking me what actually gets me hot during a call.  It was a good question.  I gave him a pretty good answer and thought I’d share it…

Dominance.  Men that use smoothly aggressive charm.  Guys that take space.

A lot of the women on NF go for the long, detailed calls…they’re looking for more minutes.  I don’t mind a ten minute call (which is what the other girls consider a short call).  I don’t want to tell you how my nightie sounds as it hits the floor.  I just want to tell you that it’s on the floor.

If I tell you that I’m bending over to pick something up then I want to hear you say that you’re grabbing my ass and shoving a cock up it.

I want to know that you saw my picture and that a certain thing caught your eye so that I know what to take a cue from to get into the action.

So…you know…in case any of you wanted to know. 

I get wild on the phone and if you get off before I do, so be it…game over.  But I [I]will[/I] be playing with myself if the talk is hot…and if I have time to cum with you, great.  If you’re done and want to go…that’s fine, too.  I’ll just get off later.  :rolleyes:

I’m on a few forums and I seem to always get messages from guys that just want to compliment me…and that’s not a bad thing.  But if I write back with something like, “If you like what you see, why don’t you give me a call sometime?” I definitely do NOT want to see this:

“…why should I call you when I can beg for kinky sex and get it for free!”

Listen pal, I see women with fake boobs all the time and they’re nice.  But you don’t see my ass going to a plastic surgeon’s office just to tell them that I don’t need fake boobs because I got these ones for free.

It’s rude and obnoxious.  So now I’m in a bad mood.

Who’s going to call me tonight and put me in a good one?  I’ll be on at normal time.

I sign on to NiteFlirt hoping that this will be the night that I have back to back calls.  Although (as previously mentioned in another post) I’m not a nympho, I do start daydreaming about the things that personally get me hot before I start working.

A sexual meditation of sorts, if you will…

So then there I am, all sexually amped just waiting for a call.  Do you know how exhausting it is to mentally be at the edge of an orgasm for hours on end?  I feel bad when guys do call because they have no idea what they’re in for.  I was actually yelling “I WANT IT UP MY ASS!!!  TEAR IT UP!!!  HARDER!  HARDER!!!” at him.  And I actually was about to impale my ass with objects I was so sexually charged. 

I came without it though, and so did he…so it was all good.

So, come on guys.  When my mind is in work mode I am ready for the sexy calls.  Don’t make me wait…sitting on the edge of orgasm for that long can’t be good for me.

I’ll be on tonight…usual time (which is around 10EST til whenever - maybe a lil earlier).

I’ve met four new guys in the past two days!

I have two naughty, sissy cuckolds that aren’t even man enough to stay on the line.  Panty wastes.

Then I have, Max.  He’s a real man that knows how to love a BBW.  That was a hot call, Max.  And thanks for the feedback.  I hope to hear from you again real soon!

And then I got a message from Josh.  One lonely message about my shoes.  I replied and got nothing back - which is a shame.

It just so happens that I got a lot of foot care products for Christmas.  I do love my feet.  I don’t go out and get peidcures, but I do take care of them myself.  Graters, pumice, Vaseline Intensive foot lotion … This woman hates rough feet.

And currently my toes are painted a midnight blue.

NiteFlirt was down a few minutes ago.  I hope that’s not a common thing.  I’m still too new there to know.

But, it’s up now…and I’m logging on.  Call me - I’m feeling spicy tonight!

I thought I’d take a second to tell you a bit about me.I’m a college graduate.  I went to school for social work with hopes of helping people.  Children in particular.  Unfortunately after working in the field I realized that it’s the WORST place to work if you want to help kids.

So I’m hoping to go back to school to become a child psychologist.

Currently I have a day job.  It pays my bills, but it’s not getting me ahead enough to fund going back to school.  So I started working as a PSO.

I started out on a nationally advertised 900 number.  They give you scripts, so whenever you call you are talking to a 5′6″ 125 pound blonde with D cups.  Even if the woman has a hispanic/asian/whatever accent…she’s a blonde with D cups.

Ridiculous, right?

So then I happened upon NiteFlirt.  I can charge what I want (which is substantially less than 900 #’s).  I can say what I want - more importantly I can say what you want.  And MOST importantly, our calls aren’t constantly monitored by a supervisor that’s going to critique me as soon as you hang up.

It’s hard to get into the mood knowing that our call is monitored.

So yea, I have all monies made from NiteFlirt depositted into a special account set aside for furthering my education.  I guess that’s what sets me apart from the other girls on there. 

I didn’t want to get into my real motives for being a PSO.  I don’t know why it seemed shameful to me that I don’t wake up every morning with a wet pussy ready to hump anything that crosses my path.  Let’s be honest…neither do the “nymphos” of NiteFlirt.

Being a nympho is an actual psychological disorder.  It is so because it interrupts your daily life.  If any of the girls on NiteFlirt were actual nymphos…they wouldn’t be taking calls at all.  They’d be out looking for their next sexual fix.  That’s how the disease works.

Me?  I’m a healthy girl.  You call, and a few minutes into it I probably WILL be wet and horny.  Not because I’m a crazed sex-addict, but because I’m normal.  Someone is calling me and talking about sex and all the things they want to do to me - with me.

It’s hot.

But I’m not taking the money and going out to get a pedi/mani.  I’m not going out and buying the latest music/clothes/make-up.  I’m using it to further myself.

And for all you “money pigs” (look it up if the lingo isn’t in your vocabulary) : instead of blowing your money on girls that want Chanel and fur, blow it on my education.  It’s probably FAAAR more expensive than what those girls want…and I’m probably a more refined “princess” than they are. 

In fact, I think I need to go revamp my financial domination listing … because this is good stuff.