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Bottoms Up

Sunday, August 23rd, 2009

via Stupid Sticks

I guess no matter how you say it — classy or crude — there are soooo many men who crave a good ass fucking.  You can bet that this conversation (which I wrote, so read it) takes place in many homes on a fairly regular basis. 

~~~ Strap On & Anal Phone Sex ~~~

Shemale Phone Sex and Cam with Nitrilla (a favorite with my callers)

Listen to the Italian Princess‘s Strap On Audio Recording

Big Muscle Mike will fuck you rough and fill you up

Get your butt plug out for Adventurous Lillith

Mistress Eva Lordes will train your ass with her Strap On

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And when you’ve gotten up your nerve (because a select demographic of you want to … and I know you do) to call one of these Phone Sex Super Stars and Phone Sex Super Studs?  Do make sure to call me with all the dirty details. 

xo, Angela

ps.  I won’t be working tomorrow, as I’m off for a day of gambling.  Keep your fingers and toes crossed.  If I win big, I’ll run one heck of a special.

 

Phone Sex Birthday Aftermath

Tuesday, August 18th, 2009

Well it was an extremely successful Phone Sex Birthday bash.  Some just called to say hello and wish me a great day.  Some sent tips without any solicitation on my part … which is always nice.  A certain Savant called and talked politics, since we’re both liberal to the bone.  Mr. A. called and left four stars over the phone … which gave me a giggle, because he loves me to pieces but is developing a habit of hitting the wrong button.  Lots of new callers took advantage of the special rate, and I did talk to a few extremely engaging men, whom I do hope will continue to call. 

In my none-phone-sex life, JewBoy (the real life kinda-sorta boyfriend) wanted to take me to dinner for my Birthday, and was simply furious when I told him I’d take a rain check, because I would be busy with my Weekend Birthday Dirty Talk Marathon.   But he did give me a lovely gold and diamond necklace, which I simply adore.  I went out for steak Thursday night with friends and am going out to dinner and a movie with other friend this coming Thursday (trying to talk them into a matinee so that I can work that evening).  I treated myself to a few piece of jewelry and two new blouses.  And best of all, I’m going whitewater rafting today.  It is my absolutely favorite sport and  am sooo excited. 

I’m on my way out the door even as I type this.  But here’s some recent reviews for you to ponder:

*****  Happy Birthday to the most wonderful girl in the world!

*****  Angela is truly amazing. Every time I talk to her she takes me on a trip I never want to come back from.

*****  I’d been away for awhile, but there is NO staying away from Angela! ESPECIALLY on her birthday! No cliche jokes about age, she simply is the very best you’ll call or have in real life.

*****  She understands sex, but more importantly she understands YOU! The most sensitive sex-organ is between your ears and she’ll have you doing things you wouldn’t even think of doing before you know you’re doing them just because she’ll be inside of your head and you’ll think it was your own idea! Happy birthday, dear Angela! Happy birth-day to you!

*****  ANGELA IS HIGHEST RATING ON NITEFLIRT*************

*****  Angela, Thank you for a marvelous birthday celebration, as you know, the candles on the cake went Roman for me. Don’t apologize for your voice, I understand your many devotees have been keeping you talking since your e-mails first went out; your voice in any tone is always a joy for me. Rest up and enjoy your special day.

*****   really good. wish i had more time

*****  Quite simply THE BEST there is on Niteflirt.

*****  I never have enough time to sample All of Ang’s kinks and fetishes… but it sure is fun while it lasts!!!

*****  I keep coming up with new ideas… Angie keeps taking ’em and making ’em better!  

*****  A new fantasy! – Angela never ceases to amaze me (and make me whitewash the ceiling!) 

*****  Angela is so scrumptious! She’s the cream in your saucer of milk. She’s the chilling "click" whne the chastity belt’s lock is shut. She’s the "good boy" you barely hear as you slurp, slurp, slurp away on one of those… (well, YOU fill in the blank). She’s a flame of desire mesmerizing you to submit, while simultaneously being your expert scold-ress, shaming you for the very same temptation you fell for. 🙂 Don’t neglect her, b/c she is a treasure of fine kink, arousing erotica, and good, old-fashioned naughtiness!

*****  Oh, I had to call Angela back! (So, didi I mention she was quite addictive?)  

*****  No, no, no, no, no! I mean really REALLY addictive!

As always, thanks … and be good!  Or at least be good at being bad.

xo, Angela

Happy Birthday To Me Me Me

Saturday, August 15th, 2009

Did you get this email?  Just so you know ….

Come enjoy a Birthday Celebration with me.


ALL LIVE CALLS A DOLLAR OFF PER MINUTE !!!

Saturday and Sunday (8/15 & 8/16)

Live Calls:  $1.49 (regular 2.49) per minute: 

  • Literate Smut (smart, kinky & sassy) CLICK HERE
  • The Reformatory (BDSM) CLICK HERE
  • Prick Tease (FemDom Cock Control) CLICK HERE
  • Macho Sissy (Cross Dressing/Emasculation) CLICK HERE
  • Indecent Exposure (Fantasy & Role Play)  CLICK HERE
  • Be My Boy Toy (FemDom Humiliation) CLICK HERE
  • Kinky Vanilla (Sweet and Dirty) CLICK HERE
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    Thank YOU!

    A special thank you to all of my callers who kept calling back and made me one of the highest rated flirts at NiteFlirt.  As you know, I put my heart into this and want nothing less than for you to have a superior (albeit at least a little bit kinky *wink*) experience.  As I’ve often said, I may not always get everything right, but I am working all my magic to make IT happen for you.  I hope I’ve lived up to this heartfelt undertaking and exceeded your expectations.

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    YOU are welcome!

    If you haven’t called before or are a lapsed caller, don’t be shy.  I’d love to celebrate a part of my day with you.  If you want to know more about me read my blog, Zen Fetish.  If you are wondering exactly what kind of fantasies we might create, check out my FREE stories at Blistered Lips — be sure to look around because there’s a lot of variety.  I kinda-sorta like to be in charge, but am flexible with the right chemistry.  I’m an avid reader with an English Degree and simply adore taking your kinky fantasies and turning them into technicolor reality.

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    A Poem to Make You Cry

    Wednesday, July 29th, 2009

    Beauty

    Tony Hoagland

    When the medication she was taking
    caused tiny vessels in her face to break,
    leaving faint but permanent blue stitches in her cheeks,
    my sister said she knew she would
    never be beautiful again.

    After all those years
    of watching her reflection in the mirror,
    sucking in her stomach and standing straight,
    she said it was a relief,
    being done with beauty,

    but I could see her pause inside that moment
    as the knowledge spread across her face
    with a fine distress, sucking
    the peach out of her lips,
    making her cute nose seem, for the first time,
    a little knobby.

    I’m probably the only one in the whole world
    who actually remembers the year in high school
    she perfected the art
    of being a dumb blond,

    spending recess on the breezeway by the physics lab,
    tossing her hair and laughing that canary trill
    which was her specialty,

    while some football player named Johnny
    with a pained expression in his eyes
    wrapped his thick finger over and over again
    in the bedspring of one of those pale curls.

    Or how she spent the next decade of her life
    auditioning a series of tall men,
    looking for just one with the kind
    of attention span she could count on.

    Then one day her time of prettiness
    was over, done, finito,
    and all those other beautiful women
    in the magazines and on the streets
    just kept on being beautiful
    everywhere you looked,

    walking in that kind of elegant, disinterested trance
    in which you sense they always seem to have one hand
    touching the secret place
    that keeps their beauty safe,
    inhaling and exhaling the perfume of it—

    It was spring. Season when the young
    buttercups and daisies climb up on the
    mulched bodies of their forebears
    to wave their flags in the parade.

    My sister just stood still for thirty seconds,
    amazed by what was happening,
    then shrugged and tossed her shaggy head
    as if she was throwing something out,

    something she had carried a long ways,
    but had no use for anymore,
    now that it had no use for her.
    That, too, was beautiful.
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    I dunno, maybe you think the poem is inappropriate for a Phone Sex blog.  But this is also my personal blog and I don’t really see the everyday me (lover of words and poetry) very separate from my Phone Sex Goddess persona, and … well … this piece touched me deeply.  I did cry.  Maybe you will too. 

    You can read a biography of the poet here, find him on Wikipedia here,  and read an interview here.

    xo, Angela

    … and thanks,  PQS.

    ****BTW … I will be working later today.  I have a session with my trainer and a few errands to run.  After that, you can call for Hot Kinky Phone Sex HERE!

    ****And if you want your ass kicked by the best call Domina Stern HERE!

    ****And if you want to pay for your strokes call Mistress Sherry Elizabeth HERE!

    Laugh. Just Laugh.

    Thursday, June 11th, 2009

     HILLBILLY VASECTOMY

    After their 11th child, an Alabama couple decided that was enough, as they could not afford a larger bed.  So the husband went to his veterinarian and told him that he and his
    cousin didn’t want to have any more children.

    The doctor told him that there was a procedure called a vasectomy that could fix the problem but that it was expensive. "A less costly alternative," said the doctor, "is to go home, get a cherry bomb (fireworks are legal in Alabama), light it, put it in a beer can, then hold the can up to your ear and count to 10."

    The Alabamian said to the doctor, "I may not be the smartest tool in the shed, but I don’t see how putting a cherry bomb in a beer can next to my ear is going to help me."

    "Trust me," said the doctor.

    So the man went home, lit a cherry bomb and put it in a beer can. He held the can up to his ear and began to count:

    "1"

    "2"

    "3"

    "4"

    "5"

    At which point he paused, placed the beer can between his legs and continued counting on his other hand.

    This procedure also works in Tennessee, Kentucky, Louisiana, Arkansas, Mississippi, Missouri, Florida, West Virginia, South Carolina, and Washington DC.

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    A MAN WHO KNOWS HIS MATH

    He writes:

    I was riding to work yesterday when I observed a female driver who cut right in front of a pickup truck, causing the driver to drive onto the shoulder to avoid hitting her.  This evidently angered the driver enough that he hung his arm out his window and gave the woman the finger.

    "Man, that guy is stupid," I thought to myself. I ALWAYS smile nicely and wave in a sheepish manner whenever a female does anything to me in traffic, and here’s why:

    I drive 48 miles each way every day to work.

    That’s 96 miles each day.

    Of these, 16 miles each way is bumper-to-bumper

    Most of the bumper-to-bumper is on an 8 lane highway.

    There are 7 cars every 40 feet for 32 miles.

    That works out to 982 cars every mile, or 31,424 cars.

    Even though the rest of the 32 miles is not bumper-to-bumper, I figure I pass at least another 4000 cars. That brings the total number to something like 36,000 cars that I pass every day.

    Statistically, females drive half of these. That’s 18,000 women drivers!

    In any given group of females, 1 in 28 has PMS.

    That’s 642.

    According to Cosmopolitan, 70% describe their love life as dissatisfying or unrewarding.

    That’s 449.

    According to the National Institute of Health, 22% of all females have seriously considered suicide or homicide.

    That’s 98.

    And 34% describe men as their biggest problem.

    That’s 33.

    According to the National Rifle Association, 5% of all females carry weapons and this number is increasing.

    That means that EVERY SINGLE DAY, I drive past at least one female that has a lousy love life, thinks men are her biggest problem, has seriously considered suicide or homicide, has PMS, and is armed.

    Give her the finger?

    I don’t think so.
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    ABOUT MEN

    What’s the difference between a boyfriend and husband?

         ~~45 minutes.

    What’s the fastest way to a man’s heart?

         ~~Through the chest with a sharp knife.

    Why do men want to marry virgins?

         ~~They can’t stand criticism.

    Why is it so hard for women to find men that are sensitive, caring and good looking?

         ~~Because those men already have boyfriends.

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    When we ask you what you like, be specific.  I like sex is the DUMBEST answer ever.  Of course you like sex.  We all like sex.  Phone Sex isn’t really about sex. — at least not THAT KIND OF SEX.  It’s about your dirtiest fantasies brought to life by a hopefully talented PSO who really wants to get a handle on your kink and then run with it.  In REAL LIFE we flirt and date and eventually fuck.  On the phone, we tie you up and torture your balls.  Or we’re your secretary and force you to masturbate for us while we tease you with our lingerie.  Or we put you in sexy panties and make you beg for cock.  Or we marry you and then fuck all your friends.  See what I mean?  Anything’s possible … so why just do the missionary?