I’m making clips to sell. I’m starting slow and doable with foot fetish clips. I used to do hard core foot fetish modeling, yeah that means what you think it does. Writers write what they know so right now I’m gong to film what i know… feets. I can jerk someone off with my monkey feet. Hey its a skill.
so with clips I’m making promos to help drive traffic via the almighty YouTube. which I’m still figuring out.
the latest and greatest. 20 seconds of magical foot fetish.. heh
I like to put my phone on early on the weekends. I find that the early i put the phone on the more likely i will get calls. I dunno why but since its a family holiday weekend i figure it will probably be slow and i should make every effort to be available as much as i can to make as much cash as i can.
It was 7am my time on the west coast when he called.
It was hard to understand him, he mumbled. I had to ask him to speak up a couple times and to repeat himself more then a few times. Which frankly just interrupts the flow of the call and also precludes me from getting the cues i need to be whoever it is he wants on the other end of the phone.
When i asked him what he was doing he said playing with his boobies. Okay so I’m thinking sissy slut. I start to ask him if hes a slutty whore who likes to get used. He agrees, i make him call himself a whore. He does. I ask him if he wants to me pimp him out to other dudes to be a whore. He declines.. Wha wha wha? Unusual but i go with it, he said he wanted to be a whore for me. ahhh okay i pick up where i left off then he interrupts me with his mumble and says and i quote. “i want to be your nigger whore” I did a double take .. “What did you just say” he repeated himself. Oh Jesus H Christ on a crutch.
The darker the berry...
That’s not a word that comes tripping off my tongue, I’m not comfortable using it. Plus i totally dig black men, they have always gotten me hot. I love my alabaster skin next to their dark skin. the darker the better in my book but I’m not going to say the warm chocolate brown dudes don’t float my boat too, cuz they do. So I’m not really sure what to do and since I’m getting paid. i say ” okay you can be my little nigger whore, be a whore for me tell me what a huge whore you are” only i try to turn it around and make it sweet and put my emphasis on whore, not nigger. My voiced changed into one of encouragement not scolding. I could hear him feverishly working his cock over. He kept asking me to affirm he was my nigger slut/whore/whatever. I had had enough about 7 mins into the call and told him to fuck himself in the ass with two fingers and to stroke his cock and come for me like the slut he was. Usually i can end a call quickly this way. Yup did the trick. he came, he hung up.
I wont be playing that game again..I didn’t like it. It wasn’t hot or fun. It made me uncomfortable. As much as i want to give the callers what they want and be the hot phone fuck they are looking for i don’t think the racially motivated degradation shit is hot in the least and it has no place in my sex live. The real one i live every day or the made up one I partake in on the phone.
He called and seemed normal. Wasn’t all breathy and in the middle of jerking off before he said hi. He asked me where i was, i told him my city in beautiful Southern California. He then asked if i went to the beach a lot. I don’t, so i told him i didn’t. He then hung up on me.
I guess i should have read his mind and said yea. I mean it’s pretty obvious from my pictures that I’m all alabaster, i even often state that in my ads. ALABASTER skin. That means white for those of you with your dick in your hands and all the blood rushed out of your brains and to your groins. It doesn’t mean tanned beach girl.
It was late. I had fallen asleep and left my phone on. Long after the bars closed on the west coast and early in the am on the east. It woke me out of a dead sleep. I answered. It’s all kinda foggy but it was to my submissive ad. He asked me to tell him what i was wearing. Black slip, pink bow. Oops no panties. He told me to go put on shoes, ahh yeah okay whatever. He then wanted me to slap my own tits as “punishment” before i masturbated to his commands. So i slap my arm telling him it was my tits, so he can her the sting. Trying hard not to disturb my pooch who was sleeping next to me. He then tells me to ride a dildo until i cum and to put the phone down by it. ahhh really? Cuz you think you can hear me riding a dildo though the phone. It was fucking weird. I’m only half awake and i start to vocalize like I’m doing what he wants.
“oh my god that dildo feels so good when i ride it”
“im getting close to cumming”
The whole time with the phone away from my head. Every once in a while i lift the phone to my ear to see if hes still on the line. He is. Then i hear the prompt “you have one min left” and i just keep moaning for 60 more seconds then he’s gone. It was pretty stupid. I hope he got off on it because i didn’t at all. Me in imaginary shoes, riding an imaginary dildo, fresh out of a deep sleep not being able to hear his reaction to anything cuz he wanted me to move the phone from my ear to down by my crotch.
I then tried to go back to sleep but i couldn’t…. goddamnit.
I started to do double webcam shows with a girlfriend. The girlfriend who introduced me to the whole niteflirt, phone-sex, webcam world in the first place. we’ve done it a couple times and are planning on making it a regular thing. It seems like there’s not a lot of two girl action with webcam shows, so were positioned pretty good to get a fair share of the market in our little world. Being fun and hot, helps… I’m sure.
Last night it was slower then expected. The phone wasn’t ringing like it had been the time before. We ordered food watched an old Billie Wilder movie about hooking and waited all dressed up in our sexy outfits for the phone to ring. We had planned on being available for about 7 hours together. 5 hours in and my girlfriend lights a candle in the other room. I didn’t think much of it at the time, then about 2o minutes later she checks her balance in her phone sex account and there is magically 50 bucks in it. Huh? She looks to see and someone has sent her a tribute (that’s a tip) and bought a couple if the video clips she had for sale and wham unexpected cash! She looks at me and says…
“go into the other room and get the scissors and burn some pussy hair in that green candle!”
Burn Baby Burn!
It was then i remembered her telling me about this superstition/tactic/technique. Burning a pinch of pussy hair in a green candle to invite the universe to bring you money. Now I’m not a superstitious person by nature, nor am i a spell casting witch but it was a slow night so.. umm why not. It would be entertaining to say the least. I get the little scissors and take a pinch of pussy hair, it was hard to get it a pinch off my landing strip but i did and walked over to the green candle burning in the other room and burnt it. Hoping it would turn my money making night around. Then went back to chilling, reading email and giggling to myself.
Less then 30 minutes later the phone rang. It was a client though the service who wanted a doubles webcam show with two dominant women. That show lasted 30 minutes. We teased hi with all the terrible things we would be doing to him if he were in front of us and how we would punish him if he disobeyed and didn’t please us. We finished off by making him stroke is cock at the same speed my girlfriend fucked me with a big fat strap on. He was a happy camper and we made money.
Hot chicks with fake dicks!
After the call I went back to my position on the couch and it wasn’t 5 minutes later that the phone rang again! Another call for duo webcam for two dominant ladies. Another call that lasted 30 minutes. This guy was at his office calling us from the bible belt. We told him how we wanted to strap it on and see how much cock he could take. Making him suck our strap ons and bend over for our girl cocks. That call ended when we could hear his cell ringing and he said it was his wife calling. Another fun show another fat stack of cash for us.
Now would they have called if we hadn’t cast the voodoo green candle pussy hair spell. I don’t know but i do know I’m running out to my local Botanica and buying myself a green candle today and maybe but the end of the month, I’ll not only be in the flush cash wise but but its likely my little landing strip will be as bald as a newborns ass.
I decided to add web-cam to my arsenal. Its a big step in my new adventure and I’m still finding my way. I figured i was already phone boning so why not add cam whoring to the mix. I got a decent cam and I’ve put up a few cam listing and set my rate kinda low until i figure out what I’m doing. My house isn’t set up well for this as i have no “work area” or desk area for that matter then of course there’s the i don’t really show my face issue i have to deal with and I’m kinda playing that one by ear. I’ve taken a few calls and its been a learning experience and entertaining.
In thinking about new ways to market not only my phone fucking work but now my going on cam work i decided to put up a You Tube channel and make short hopefully not too stupid videos in an effort to drive traffic. I figured id start easy and go the foot fetish route. I’m not prepared for anything XXX in the video department…. yet. I looked around at what other people were doing and felt if they could do it then i could. They quality of what I’m doing is ummm passable but I’m still finding my way. Lighting, concept, graphics, sound all will need improvement as i move forward with this and since I’m doing it all myself (yes, I’m a talented bitch) i need to keep things fairly simple. I will try not to over complicate things.
The only experience i have with you tube is watching videos so now i need to learn all about them and their rules a regulations. Keep stuff clean but a little dirty and see where it goes. In that vain last night a recorded, edited and posted on You Tube my first attempt and this. Its short and sweet and i of course have the longer version for sale in my swag store, hell why not.
He was from NY and knew I’d been a very bad girl. He thought i needed to be taught a lesson an decided an over the knee bare bottomed spanking was the way to go. I described laying over his lap and he began to spank me. Oh my god.. sound effects! I could hear his hand slapping something maybe his leg maybe his cock, who knows really. I cried out, “please sir, I’ll be good, I’ll be a good girl” He told me i needed to be disciplined further and to get a wooden spoon from the kitchen and hand it to him. I complied and begged him not to spank me further but he did. Again… sound effects! This time i cried and sniffled and begged him to stop because it hurt so bad. I could hear his breath getting faster as he described whacking the tender part of my body where my ass meets my thigh with the wooden spoon. He wanted me to count out the last five strokes and thank him for correcting my terribly naughty behavior. Which i did between loud audible sobs. Okay so i might have been in the kitchen making coffee while i did this watching my neighbor tend to his tomato garden.
Up your nose with a rubber hose?
My new master then wanted me to describe how the spanking made me feel. I spoke to him in a sobbing little girl voice about how embarrassed and humiliated i was by being put over his knee and spanked first with his hand and then paddled with a wooden spoon until my ass was on fire and beet red. He liked this. He told me he did it because he cared and that i needed to be taught to be good. I readily agreed. He then commanded me to fetch the Vaseline and talked about lubing up a butt plug and told me to bend over. I told him i was bent over with my fingers touching the floor and he talked about inserting the butt plug into my fiery red ass. I wasn’t allowed to take it out until he told me too. I promised to be good and told him i understood that id be punished again if i removed the plug.
The call then prompted me there would be one minute left and I thanked him for teaching me to be good and he then said he’d be watching me. I guess i better not take that imaginary plug out of my ass while i drink my coffee then.
He calls me once in a while, I like him. He’s in the east, hes got a nice voice hes really very personable. We have a good banter its like talking to a friend. Well, a friend you phone fuck. So today while i was picking up a rental car because mine ahhh sucks ass, i get a call. Oh shit its the phone sex service i use, i forgot to call off before i went to pick up my rental. So I’m just driving away from the building and i answer it. Its my dirty client from PA, so since we have a good repore i decide to tell him I’m in a rental car and that i forgot to call off. He’s pretty good natured about it and we chit cat for a minute or two then i ask him what hes doing. He said “touching my cock thinking about eating your pussy” Whoa! that’s pretty hot talk for driving in a rental! So i ask him if he wants me to pull over on a side street and get down to it. He thought it was a stellar idea. So i did.
Uncle Ron can eat some snatch!
I parked my Ford Focus on a side street in Glendale, CA and phone boned a client, right there in broad daylight, middle of the day while people walked by me on the street and went about their lives. I described how i wanted him to stick his tongue all the way out and let me grind my wet hot dripping pussy all over it. How I wanted to be on all fours, face down ass high in the air with him eating my pussy and my ass out from behind, licking me in long wet strokes and darting his tongue in and out of my pink puckered asshole, as pussy juice flowed down my thighs because i was so excited and pleased by his handy work.. err should i say mouthy work.
It was a pretty fun call and i had to be extra careful not to draw too much attention to myself there parked on the street in my rented Ford Focus and still be the filthy fucking, gluttonous, greedy whore I knew he wanted me to be. Trust me that kinda attitude isn’t much of a stretch for me. When his call ran out i went about my day and went shopping at Target, wet panties and all.
The email came in this morning. He described himself as a young, 24 year-old handsome man and even told me his eye color. He went on to tell me that he recently was with a girl and she wouldn’t fuck him because his cock was just too big. He further went on to tell me how he had called a different phone girl about this “problem” and she decided that he should suck his own cock, presumably because he said it was so big. He said he wanted to talk to me about this subject and said other phone sex girls had told him it was “gross” and wanted to make sure i was cool with it. Umm yeah sure you wanna talk about sucking your own cock then hell, I’m up for it.
When he made the call he didn’t sound like he was young and he was super meek and quiet. I demanded to know how big that cock was that it was so scary someone would refuse to stick it in their pussy. He replied 11 inches and thats when i know were totally in fantasy land. I kicked up the call a notch and told him to lay on his bed, throw his legs over his shoulders, get in the full crab position and slide that cock in his mouth. He was audibly excited by this idea. I then told him to swirl his tongue around the head of his engorged cock and spit all over it. He was moaning louder and i ordered him to “suck that fat cock like a dirty self cock sucking slut” and he got more and more excited. He wasn’t really responding to me but i could hear his excitement. I then went on to tell him to suck that cock until it exploded and he filled his mouth with his hot, wet, sticky, spunk. He let out another really loud grunt then hung up.