SweetSexyVicky: Confessions of an ALL TABOO Fetish Phone Sex Mistress

So, it’s definite, in one way or another, I am moving to Bakersfield. Yay! I’ll be rooming with my gf all by myself for quite awhile and she’s soooooo shy….

We’ll need a few things since the BF is staying in LA until my house is sold, so if you want to get your shop on, contribute to a princess and her protege, go here HouseWarming and help with a virtual house warming!!

Right now it’s just basic stuff, but the two of us sorority sisters will be putting our heads together and coming up with some great stuff we’d like. Oh, by the way, once we get settled in there’s gonna be a paaaaaaaaaaaaarty and you are all invited!

I’ve been giving the BF and others quite a work out, but have neglected to say thank you for a few things so here we go:

LeShaun, thanks so very much for last Sunday evening– too bad you didn’t want to let me film it because you’re black body is delicious.

Navyboy: Thanks for the camera, trust that I continue to try and use it.

Slut: As always you perform beautifully and hopefully will continue to do so.

Britt: last but not least, thanks for the valentines and thanks for making Homecoming super special. And everything else. The shoes alone make me drool.

Slavestevieboy: I loved the pants, I need a smaller size. Amazingly these are too small. They are definitely HOT though. And the shoes that came with, divine! You need to get your ass in gear and submit you little bitch.

That’s it for now. Expect me on from 10 am daily till about 5 and then again from 9 to midnight.
Take care,

Vicky

So I am back in the country and taking calls more regularly. The 8 hour time difference is something that was really hard to handle especially when people kept me up till all hours partying and having fun, or spending the day in the mall shopping as you know I love.

So, first off: Shout out to RL Thank you for the shopping trip! It was brilliant to have a chance to get to play around with you @ Brent Cross, have sushi, and go shopping. BRILLIANT. I can’t wait to do it again.

My friend Bootlover sent me some lovely boots for the winter season, and I will model them soon. Thank you for your lovely as every Christmas package.

And how can I forget SlutMichael’s wonderful christmas gift of pain and suffering under my very own hands? I can’t. Thank you.

Now that the new year is here I have a new thing. I am as pervy as they get and getting pervier. Very much so. Keep your eyes here for how much so. I just had a cuckhold call where I told the guy how fucking hot it would be if the guy fucking me was rubbing my wedding ring while fucking me from behind in the bathroom of a bar. “But you’re married,” he’d say and my reply would be, “But you’re bigger.” I just love saying shit like that. But that’s beside the point.

If you were a current client on January Second you received an email from me, inside which was a lovely gallery of photographs of me and included 5 free minutes to speak with me, as well as the offer: Talk over your five free minutes, and I will add you to my year long MONTHLY five minutes free customer list. Most of you will know by now that 5 free minutes will come in super handy… and besides that, I am not jerking you guys around with a bunch of small talk chit chat. Sadly, some have been so stoked that they came before their five minutes of free time were up!! Always makes a girl proud.

Once you do redeem your minutes, I will also be sending you special things like free photos, so keep an eye out, but you do have to redeem the original January 5 free minutes, or you won’t go on the yearly promo list.

Take care and much horniness.

Vicky

So, we are studying modes of writing again. zzzzzzzzzzz. The teacher asks, “How do you persuade some one to do something you want them to do?”

My hand goes in the air.

“Intimidation.”

she nods, unsure of what’s coming next.

“Humiliation.”

She tries for a game smile as whispers circle through the room.

“Guilt.”

She clears her throat. “Those are all very valid methods,” writing them on the whiteboard. “Can anyone think of something a little more positive.”

My class is full of silent, mealy mouthed morons who bob their heads and look shyly away, painfully avoiding anything which looks like real work. So, my hand goes up in the air again.

“Flattery.”

She nods, smiling encouragingly.

“Graciousness”

She smiles wide, “go on…”

“An appeal to self interest, a show of what they will be getting… make them think they a getting more than they really are.”

She whistles in cool admiration. “Duplicity.”

And I think at what’s on the board.

Intimidation. Humiliation. Guilt. Flattery. Graciousness. Appeal. Duplicity. And think, I have outlined myself and my attitude perfectly before my class, demonstrating perfectly and eloquently if not outright, what you need to know in order to wrap little sissy sub bitches around your little finger.

So think over that tonight as your finger punches in my number and you call me, as you click the p2v below and listen feverishly to me getting good and cocked by a REAL man…

call now

buy now… me, getting it on.

This weekend I have been fucked senseless. I thought the first time was enough, but I guess not. So, I decided to making a recording of fucking James tonight. It wasn’t meant to be fucking, just a little fingering because i really want to be fingered. I’d like to be fingered repeatedly over the course of hours…
sigh

so here’s the teaser: http://sweetsexyvicky.com/tease.mp3

and here’s the full version

I hope you enjoy.

How do you get a picturemail from your camera to your computer? I have an LG Lotus and I cannot seem to find a way to find where it stores RECEIVED images! Help me!! I really want to post a very amusing photo of a tubby fucker in ruffle-butt panties. He was nice enough to send a snapshot my way.

Urgh. It’s week 7 of Winter Semester and I cannot wait for school to be over. The CSET (subject matter competency test for teachers here in California) is on March 13, and that’s quickly followed by the Subject GRE on April 3 or 4. Fuck me that’s too many tests on English coming straight at me. I have papers up the you-know-where and in addition to that, I just cannot stop taking calls from you nasty fuckers. It’s like an addiction… I can’t seem to help myself, it gets me so excited!

In the next few days, my blog will change drastically– for the better. I am adding an actual gallery, some fancy little widgets, and hopefully some very interesting tidbits.

3 free minutes to someone who can explain how to get the picturemail off of my pretty LG Lotus (thank you jason… I love my phone, almost as much as I will love my Kindle2 when it gets here, definitely almost as much as my Kindle1 you got me last year… mwah).

I’ve had some awesome prezzies lately, just have been too busy to post.

I have a pair of RocketDog mules coming, thanks to sweetiepie britt (my shoe lover), I received my new water heater (tankless, gas powered) thanks to my little painslut in Florida, and have socks (yummy yummy socks from Sock Dreams in Portland, Or– if you love pantyhose, socks, or tights you will love their site) coming, some dreamy makeup from TooFaced paired up with Kipling (I still want a Kipling bag), and even better, a retro bluetooth handset (did you see “The Spirit”? Scarlet Johannsen brings Sameul L Jackson a phone without a cord… that’s totally what I got). All in all, Valentine’s and its surrounding days were very friendly to me.

Some very IMPORTANT anniversaries are coming up!
First, February 19: This installation of Confessions of a NetWhore celebrates its 2nd year!
March 2005: 4 years of blogging Confessions of a NetWhore!
Jan 9: (only 1 month ago) my seventh year on Niteflirt.
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now, some girls might say, “I’ve had an account for 7 years but I only started taking calls two weeks ago.” I laugh in the face of that. My feedback laughs with me. I love my job, it’s a vocation for me, not a paycheck. Sadly, I am a straight-ho and love knowing that what I could give away for free and some silly girls do already, I get paid for. It gives me a tingle.

So this morning I had a call from a guy Coprophage. Nod. His name is Kirk. Nod. His username is not what it used to be, but I am pretty sure he is up there with my longest callers–ever. We used to talk when I lived in my apartment (2001-2003) and then off an on now that I live in my house. He’s a filthy fucker, loves everything copro- a nasty little shit loving bastard.

I decided to look up his name “coprophage” in the OEFD (Otherwise known as the OEFUCKINGD or the Oxford English Dictionary. Perhaps it should be OFED but it doesn’t sound right, so OEFD it is).

Good luck translating this or even being interested if you don’t have the hots for dictionaries…

before a vowel copr-, combining form of Greek {kappa}{goacu}{pi}{rho}{omicron}{fsigma} dung, as in co{sm}præmia [Gr. {alpha}{iasperfrown}{mu}{alpha} blood], blood-poisoning from the fæces in case of costiveness; hence co{sm}præmic a. {sm}copragogue [Gr. {alenis}{gamma}{omega}{gamma}-{goacu}{fsigma} carrying away], a purging medicine. co{sm}premesis [Gr. {elenisacu}{mu}{epsilon}{sigma}{iota}{fsigma} vomiting], stercoraceous vomiting. copro{sm}lalia [ad. Fr. coprolalie (G. de la Tourette in Archives de Neurologie, 1885, IX. 19; Gr. {lambda}{alpha}{lambda}{giacu}{alpha} talk, prattle], the use of obscene language by reason of insanity or for sexual gratification. copro{sm}mania [-MANIA], an obsession with fæces; hence copro{sm}maniac. {sm}coprophil, {sm}coprophile [-PHIL, -PHILE], one who is attracted to filth. copro{sm}philia, co{sm}prophily [Gr. {phi}{iota}{lambda}{giacu}{alpha} affection], marked attention to defecation and to excreta. copro{sm}philic a., having or pertaining to an interest in excrement. co{sm}prophilous a. [Gr. {phi}{giacu}{lambda}-{omicron}{fsigma} loving], fond of dung; feeding or (spec. of fungi) growing upon dung. copro{sm}phobia [-PHOBIA], an abnormal repugnance toward fæces. {dag}co{sm}prophory [med.L. coprophoria, Gr. -{phi}{omicron}{rho}{iota}{alpha} carrying], purgation (Bailey). co{sm}prostasis, in Bailey {dag}coprostacy [Gr. {sigma}{tau}{gaacu}{sigma}{iota}{fsigma} a stopping], costiveness. {smm}copro{sm}zoic a. [ZOIC a. 2], of animals, living in dung. (See other words below.)

I would say that my active sex life is marked by a high amount of coprolalia. And I like it that way.

Did you miss me on Friday while I was training Summer? I missed you!!

As you know, I have quite the thing for her, and I was oh-so looking forward to doing calls with her. She’s got the cutest little voice and the most adorable little squirm when she is uncomfortable– I was looking forward to the entire evening with quite a bit of gusto!! We did three calls together, and although she was nervous, she did fine.

If you’re looking for someone who will fuck you first and ask for your name later– call Summer. She’s still deliciously green and ready to give you what you want straight off the bat without making you pay for it.

As for me, people have been coming and going as per usual. Easy come, easy go. It’s amazing how a caller from five years ago will call you back and expect you to remember every little detail… what’s even more amazing is that you usually can. I like the certainty of knowing that, goodbyes are never really goodbyes, they are just farewells and until-next-times.

Of course, in the case of YAM, this may be a sad fallacy of logic. I think that I pissed him off big time last Friday. You have to understand, I am a direct kind of girl. I am frank, very, very frank. We were hardcore flirting and teasing over the phone, and I had been amped up from different calls throughout the evening and just like that: verbally I tripped and fell and I haven’t heard from him since.

Buuuuuuuuuuut… that could be because last week was a Monday holiday and he’s really pissed or his phone broke or a number of things. Haha. Do you guys like the lies I am telling myself?

A quick shout out to the following dedicates and then I have to go hit the phones even harder… I am not stopping tonight until I have 3 great (not mediocre) orgasms:

1. michael/slut: thank you so much for the fossil bag. Like I said, I was thinking it wouldn’t be until graduation that I got it– it’s perfect for a teacher, don’t you think?

2. justine: your boots are to-die-for hot. I am going to look like a fucking rockstar in them. Just gotta go get some awesome purple laces…

3. britt: my darling, darling britt. Because of you, I am the envy of every female at school. Thank you for showering me in shoes.

xxx Vicky

Ok, so I am a little late. So sue me, I have been busy. Being the superstitious type I am, I like to spend New Year’s doing what I hope to be doing for the rest of the year. *heh* Let that apply to the post-6pm activities. *wink*

So this year I studied like a dog for my CSET, had starbucks, went shopping for awesome clothes, had great mexican food & tons of tequila, watched “the spirit”, and went to a party with my friend Summer who is soon to be working on Niteflirt. Some of you have heard me talking about her on the phone and all the studying we’ve been doing– wait till you see her! Then you will KNOW why I said what I did about her. *evil grin*.

So, I drank a prodigious amount of alcohol @ Summer’s place, had fun with her friends & family, and James was there too. Then James and I stumbled into the house around four thirty ish, checked emails, showtimes, and fell on eachother like starving dogs and fucked ourselves stupid for about an hour. Go Summer– you inspired us! When we managed to awaken from our liquor and sex induced coma-like state we drove to Ontario and then to Universal City Walk to see Klaatu in IMAX, get some last minute cut-rate shopping done, and drive back to the Andaz in Hollywood, that hotel is going to be crazy awesome when they open to guests. Guess which room I got my seconds/new year’s day treat in!!!

So since then I have been bouncing between studying for the CSET (I moved my date back to March 10), working hard (you guys would not believe some of the creative fuckers I’ve had so far!! I have a dude that is so into tickling that when I say goochy-goochy-goo… he gooo-es all over my tickling fingers!! I love it), teaching Summer and her friend how to use Niteflirt (I know all the *girls* on NF will be mad that there are 2 newbies, but they should be even madder because these 2 newbies have two great things going for them: first off, I am on their sides; and secondly, they actually have a brain in their goddamned heads). Hmmm what else have I been doing? School. Bedevilling Dr. Medieval, taunting YAM (tried to get him to bring me starbucks but he wouldn’t budge… he did call me later to try to make sure I understood that he was only protecting me by not feeding into my habit), and just having fun in general.

So far, Life is FINE in 2009!! Summer’s website (just up today so it’s got the basic template and maybe no posts or pictures… http://tropical-tease.com be sure to visit. & oh yeah, her nf name is the same.)

I am off for some much needed sleep. James and I just fucked like racehorses for St-v-. St-v-n was listening on yahoo and I was also recording with adobe soundbooth, while me and James fucked pretending that St-v-n was my small, pathetic, cuckold husband while James was my large, magnificent boyfriend. The mp3 is available– just ask St-v-n.

I am thrilled to be here, blogging to you all this lovely Christmas Eve. As I type, I am snuggled down in my new pjs, purchased by the wonderful J for me (thank you baby– they are perfect! the bottoms have little foxes and crowns on them, and the top has a big crown, a heart, and foxes on it too. I collect crowns/tiaras and after sheep, I am quite fond of foxes as well… thank you for remembering).

Jason in Wyoming– the slut who bought me my Kindle and is therefore permanently on my j’adore list has been back several times recently… he’s a desperate jerk who wants to suck cock…

uh oh! the phone is ringing… better get going… Merry Christmas!!

xxx Vicky

I could go on and on, but since this guy is one of those useless and used tossrags who just goes from bitch to bitch on niteflirt slinging his tired old “I am a cocksucker with a small dick and can’t cum without …..” line like he is fucking *special* or some shit, I will save myself the trouble and linke to someone else’s black mail post. hahaha retard.

 Here’s his addy (at least as of the 7th of april, 2006 so who knows… maybe his prostitute sucked his cash dry since then and he got evicted or something– who knows)

Wheeler Donald 9351 FONTAINEBLEAU BLVD Apt B-309 MIAMI FL (305) 220-5272 33172[...]

fucking muppet.

So anyways, the blog post is available here: dumbshit*PAWNEDcocksucker

And here’s the info I have on him:

His name is donald wheeler. He cannot get hard for a chick, cannot get hard for a dick– he can only get hard when he sniffs massive quantities of that lovely treasure video head cleaner– aka rush aka poppers. He can only acheive ejaculation when wasted on poppers and jacking off. He likes to suck cock. He is a dumbshit who loves my blog…

hmmm, theres more:

his email: streak39@hotmail.com and his phone number 305-495-8324.

gah.