*sigh* I am not as good a secret keeper as I would like to think. I believe that maybe I am a trifle transparent. Who knows what a horrible poker player I must be? Seriously, in the last 2 weeks I have had classmates who are more than acquaintances but not necessarily friends pick up on something I considered secret. *shock*

YAM figured out which student I had had an interest in a couple of quarters ago– really quickly too, it was astounding. But, his reasoning was… less than sound. Liking star wars is not an immediate “I want to fuck you” but it is a requirement. Sorry, but I draw the line there. The only thing worse than someone not liking Star Wars is someone who prefers Star Trek. No wait. Preferring Star Trek over Star Wars is acceptable but preferring Survivor over either… I have to draw the line and turn away. Period. (They may as well eat babies boiled in birthwater… for all I care.)

And then my teacher-lady-nun friend guessed which of our classmates needs (in my opinion) a good, hard spanking. Preferably, while bent over a student desk, his nose scant inches away from one of his perfectly bland, obviously off-the-cuff papers, as he recited MLA format while I spanked him. Hard. With my leather paddle. SEE THIS VIDEO for a close approximation of what I mean. *gasp* I just watched it. I love that scene. …..

*snicker* Those of you who have been following recent posts will be highly amused to know that I have spoken to 2 Ricks this evening. This is highly amusing to me. And of course, while I was having dinner with YAM, slut was attempting to message me… slut shares his name with YAM– of course he does. Currently, slut is performing his “dildo tied to the leg of a desk” trick. I love that trick.

Finally, lucky me James is on his way home this weekend. I may be rendered incapable of talking… but I doubt it.

MY FRIEND… You know whO you are. James will most certainly be home this weekend. If you want to listen in, this would be a good time because honey, I am horny as all get out and you’ll be getting a pretty hot show.

I am shameful! I can’t believe I have been sitting here waiting for calls and never thought to come here and say, “hey! I am back!”

I have bounced back admirably and have spent the last 4 days in a house chock full of very nice looking men (boyfriend included) for roughly 16 hours a day. It was a lot of fun, innuendos were flying at a rapid place and every so often one would hear boyfriend calling for me… but I was indisposed. *giggle*

Let me tell you it takes a LOT of time and effort to keep a houseful of men/boys very happy and lucky for me they were all of age (even if just barely). I could have gotten into a lot of trouble!!

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In recent news, Thank you Scotty for my Kitchen-Aid mixer. I am planning on doing shameful things with it

I have a love hate relationship with summer storms and with air conditioning. See, they both mean rapidly and wildly vacillating temperatures which equals a rapidly sick Vicky.

It’s August– of 2008 no less. I don’t want to be sick.

Because next Monday, August 18, 2008 will be my 10th year anniversary as a phone ho. And I want to celebrate it in style– by taking as much phone cock as I can!!

Seriously, ten years as a phone sex operator (telecommunications representative). I started out at the fragile age of 18 years old, the summer after my freshman year of high school. My first week on the call room floor I flooded my panties every single call. By Thanksgiving I had determined that I would get a vibrator to smuggle into work (it was strictly against policy) so that I could get off already.

I mastered the art of the ‘no-touch’ orgasm. I did crazy shit too, like buy a crapload of books on sex and kinks and fetishes (ever the little researcher) and then I bought a micro cassette recorder. I bet you are asking why, right? Well, you try spending 8-12 hours on a call room floor with a bunch of phone ho’s and listening to their fake ass fucking orgasms. It’s enough to nauseate you. Screaming, wailing, panting, like some 50c porno booth stars. So, I coerced a friend to fuck me on tape and then fucked myself on tape as well, and listened to those 2 recordings OVER and OVER again.  Just to get the details right.

Do you know, I hold my breath when I get really close to cumming? I just stop breathing. It’s crazy. I also sound like a rabid Czechoslovakian wolfbear– or like one of the pig dog things from lord of the rings–uruk hai? I am not joking. It’s not pretty at all. It is kind of hot though, *wink*

I just realized, I have been recording myself fucking for a long time. hahaha. Shame on me.   I promise to have the BBC recordings and my livefucking recordings up for anyone to purchase at any time. A quick note, the shortest is about 18 minutes and the longest is 90, unedited.

See you soon,

Vicky

I am currently sitting in a line waiting for the ballroom to open so I can watch the star wars fan film awards. God. It’s been forever since the first fan film awards came out and then that damn tauntaun movie won (barf) so I stopped watching altogether.

Anyhow, it’s been a pretty good day so far– still running into people I know all over the place, so that’s good. I am going to be in line for awhile so if you want to give me a holler– I will be available for the next hour and forty-five minutes.

Vicky

xxx

Okay it’s back to school time for me. I am in class from 6-9 pm every Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday. But that’s okay because except for in my multimedia classes last winter, I am in a class that has more male students than females. (Finally)

I have to tell you, it’s so much fun to play world of warcraft during lecture and have 2-3 different guys trying to watch your action– wishing they could 1. date you 2. play and 3. that they could suck or fuck their way to a grade like yours truly. (wink)

Seriously.

I tend to leave the boring classes for summer. Math– summer. Science– Summer. African American history– Summer. oooh! So I am in another Science class– human biology. I can’t wait until we study reproduction. As a matter of fact, we have a writing project for this class, it’s to write a paper on something which portrays itself as being scientific when it isn’t.

I love telling my fellow male classmates what I have chosen. Extenze. Yep. Of course I wink and promise to let them know what my findings are… if I don’t ask them if they would like to be part of my own exclusive clinical study…

JF called me tonight, he had ADD of the perv-mind and I love it. Unfortunately it ended up in me being so unbelievably horny I’d probably mount a jackhammer right about now if I could find one… I swear. The nastier they are, the harder I fall. Yum.

When asked what you will be bringing to the table, do not snicker and think “table dances”.

I have never had a formal job interview where I was interviewed by a panel. I am pretty sure that nodding and informing the panel that I was nervous, it was my first time, but ‘what the hell, it’s good practice’ was not the best way of displaying my character.

Neither was informing the principal that he looked like he needed to unwind and he should call me sometime– on my $1.70 line. *sigh* That only happened in my head, thank god, because if it had happened in real life I would definitely not have gotten the job. I will just have to wait and see how it went.

So Monday next week (June 16th) I am spending the night @ the Marina Del Rey Ritz Carlton! I am very excited!! I can’t wait and it’s all thanks to a very super special caller *mwah* to bf #1 for paying for a night @ the Ritz and spend the following morning in the spa getting this pedicure treatment:

Walk of Fame Feet

(show details)Exclusive Murad Treatment
50 minutes/ $85 USD

A wonderful pedicure starting with a luxurious pomegranate scrub, a deep foot and leg massage to relieve stress and fatigue utilizing the Pomegranate body oil, followed by a Vitamin C Infusion treatment. A paraffin dip adds to the experience.

Thank you thank you thank you thank you to bf #1. J– you rock so hard, *mwah*

Now, as some of you know I have been planning a little get away to Las Vegas over summer break. Monday is the start of my break and next week will be kind of hectic for me in terms of when I will be getting calls, partying and fucking. However, rest assured that I will be taking calls next week and that the hotel has wifi internet access so I will be answering email etc. I hope to hear from you guys all throughout the week so I can tell you the nasty things I have been up to!

I will be posting random pix of my time in vegas on here for y’all as well.

xoxox Vicky

remember bf #2 (I barely remember bf #2…)

almost a year ago this cock-knocker emailed me begging to be forced into shit. *Sigh* all I asked is that he pay up and call me or buy my yahoo id. Several times! But he keeps emailing, begging to be posted on the blog. Well, he got his wish because I am tired of hearing about it. Please, do me a favor, comment on him and stalk him– show him what a cunt he is!!

From:	derrickatki
Subject:	hi
Date:	9/13/2007 9:27 PM

please make me your bitch I have a web cam ready cam I phone you and have you laugh and humilate me on cam derrickatki@yahoo.com I’ll do anything gross from drinking piss to shoving my beer up my ass or if you want I can hurt my self cut or clap or puchmyself in the balls what ever turn’s you on I’ll do

—— Original Message ——
From: derrickatki
Sent: 10/11/2007
Subject: hi

Please humilate me and make a fool out of me on my web cam ‘m 24 i can use my gf’s dildo and i’ll drink my piss and or cum My yahoo is derrickatki@yahoo.com you can take pictures and even blackmail me

From:	derrickatki
Subject:	hi
Date:	1/29/2008 9:43 AM

hi please humilate me and make me drink on my web cam and make me shove carrots all the way in my ass one after the other untill they get stuck yahoo is derrickatki@yahoo.com

From:	derrickatki
Subject:	here’s my i.d
Date:	4/17/2008 9:11 PM

if you don’t think i am who i am here’s the my i.d

From:	derrickatki
Subject:	Hi please blackmail me
Date:	5/31/2008 12:23 PM

 

Hi please blackmail me and strap me down with my income control e erything let me pay my bills and ha e food money but that’s it i’ll send you pictures of my photo ID and picture’s of me in my x girls clothes were beraking up and see is mo ing out next week my name is Derrick Atkinson I li e in Calgary canada my yahoo id is derrickatki@yahoo.com and my phone number is 403-471-9358

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I just received word that his email is not valid!! what a poser! however– it works to spam him instant messages on!

wow.

I generally don’t post long winded sex stories (ha– any sex stories really) here. But tonight I had a fantastic night! I am sure I have shared my extreme teacher fetish with many a caller, so it will come as no surprise to most that tonight I fucked a teacher! (YAY)

Technically this is the first professor at my new school to get it from me and wow– it was hot!! I met him yesterday– he is not in my major department, nor is he in my minor department, so the meeting was purely chance. The first thing I thought when I saw him was that he was a student, he didn’t look like a teacher. That was a plus for him! He was not too tall, about five foot eight, but sturdily built, like he could do some damage in a pinch and his skin was a gorgeous nut brown.

I felt like a sexual predator when I watched him entering the building, eating him up with my eyes, I kid you not. Imagine my surprise when he came into my classroom to make an announcement that my class was cancelled! It got even better because I was still under the assumption that he was just a student or a lab aide… mmmm. Then he barked an order at some overly chatty girls who were talking over him and my insides went still–  It was a lovely, lovely thing boys. There’s just something so wonderful about a man with a commanding presence and voice. Add the way he looked, the fact that he was quite dark, and that he was a teacher– I was a goner.

BUT THEN! He came over to me and asked me where I got my shirt– I was wearing my Superheroines of DC tee shirt, and that was pretty much it. We exchanged numbers, and got together tonight to celebrate the end of the quarter. One day, one day I will have sex in the faculty building, hopefully on a particular teacher’s desk…

But tonight, me and Dr. Midnight went back to his place, and a fantastic time was had by all. I could hardly walk from his car to my front porch afterwards, I felt so stretched out and languid. The only thing that would have made it more fun was a) the involvement of another teacher *wink* or b) a nice spanking with a ruler…

He fucked me good and hard, forcing his splendidly large dark meat dick into my tight white pussy… I really wanted to look down my body and watch his cock sliding into me, but I could feel how much he was stretching me and everything kind of fuzzed away into happy orgasm land. I got so horny that at one point I was grinding my palm into my clit and screaming, pleading with him to fuck my white ass– I begged him to tear my ass up. Thank god I will never have classes with him because I would probably be driven to distraction by watching him teach and use his dark, deep Barry White teacher voice…

My head is spinning so its time for me to go. See you soon!! vicky

I spent the weekend caller-stalking. I’m kind of weird about that– I like to see you all in your “natural habitat” as it were, and the anonymity afforded by just popping up in a crowded place is quite fun. I’ve seen you do stand-up comedy, work, rock out in a mediocre band session, shop, and now I’ve seen one of your role playing– the kind that needs dice with more than six sides.

I’d be lying if I failed to admit that in most cases I can identify these dice on sight. Or that I completely forgot myself for a moment and just naturally gravitated to where this caller was in particular… merely because of what game he was playing.

Before I left for strategicon however, I received this in the mail from Britt:

Isn’t it purty? It is a work of art, used to beat someone with!! I love its flexibility and the sound it makes on bare flesh– yes indeed, I took this paddle for a test drive asap!! Do you like the fabric it’s on? That’s my new purse. I call it punk librarian on account of how much it resembles paisley.

and finally!!

SWAG!

First my name badge:    

its sooo tiny!!

and finally:

From this picture we can deduce several things:

First, that Vicky likes zombies. Second that Vicky likes Phoenixes (but more on that later). and Third that Vicky likes playing games. But don’t we all??

Overall, Saturday and Sunday I had a great time with calls– you guys rocked my nasty little world! Yesterday was kind of crap though, so I am looking forward to hearing some more perverted stuff this week.

Talk to you soon and call even sooner!!

Vicky

PS

Don’t forget to check out www.anonymous-cocksucker.com/blog  !!