Guess who’s back!

Yeah, it’s our favorite attention grabbing whore Brad.

From Saturday:

Well, first of all, thank you for the most sexually charged day of my entire life!  And I’m so sorry for crossing the line and being disrespectful a couple of times in my madness. 

Obviously I am completely fucking broke and horrified by what I’ve done. I can barely live with what I did and I’m going to have go without “phone sex” of any kind and eat balogna sandwhiches for months.  I don’t expect to get away without paying to take the posts down, but I really hope that we can look at me paying the $100 as just a hopefully amusing way of tributing you, and you will still let me pay the $50 to take it down?  Even that I will probably have to wait a few days for because I’m already terrified my credit card company is going to call our house with a fraud alert and will be living in fear, trying to keep Annabeth away from the phone for the next 2 days. Thanks so much for everything, you’re really amazing for being able to deal with guys like me, let alone make it so fun! I love you,


ugggggh you guys

He also sent an email about his fat wife annabeth, which you can listen to a dramatic reading of here:

Of course he already left feedback. Barf
Matty McTech Real Talk

Man Crush Monday

Wherein I out myself a tiny bit.

This isn’t a usual, come and talk to me sort of post. Think on it more like a tell all type confessional. I will try to be very truthful. Upfront, as far as Man Crushes go… I have a lot. I love men. All types of em. Think Lizzo with her “Boys” song.

But there’s a kind of guy that I really like and that’s your friendly neighborhood computer guy. Oh yeah. You probably know one of them. If you ARE one of them… please please please… call me or comment, something. Y’all, these guys are my kryptonite, right after teachers. Yum.

So it shouldn’t surprise you then that I found this guy: Matty McTech.

Wow. I don’t know what it is about a computer guy explaining stuff that sends my hormones into overdrive, but there you go. Beyond that- he’s got some pretty nifty tips. I’ve been checking out his powerful websites to know videos and his Excel tricks (iykyk) and I gotta say, I am impressed and turned on. Where and how do I meet a guy like this who is ALSO kinky and okay with being out kinked every so often? Inquiring minds really want to know.

Wife Shaming Clients

Wife Shaming- yeah I do that

Edited to add: I love when they pay.

Some guys get off on having me, arguably a perfect 10, talk shit about their wives.

I am ok with that.

Like this guy- his wife’s name is XXXXXXXXX, which is a dumb fucking name but hey, considering her age, chances are she didn’t choose it. XXXXXXXXX could use a little encouragement to step back from the table and PUT.THE.HAMBURGER.DOWN. If you know what I mean.

Don’t believe me? OK… here we go:

Which I will. When you pay me. ETA- Good boy, you paid

Cucked by MAGA? cuckolding

WTF Wednesday- posted on a Thursday

Every so often I come across a new perspective on a fetish and it leaves me like this-

tell me more….

So with a new spin on cuckolding- cucked by MAGA. I get it. I see that there’s a lot of political creep into the porn arena, so that is understandable. And I can even see how the braggadocio faux alpha-male attitude some of those MAGA cocks seem to exude would play with other men. I mean, it’s pretty hot really, when you think about it.

The cuck, who is as of yet not really a cuck, laughs with his uber feminist girlfriend about their scumbag
“all lives matter” MAGA hat wearing, Trump loving neighbor with the conservative flag flying on the back of his pickup. He doesn’t feel threatened by this beer-swilling handy man high school drop out, why should he? Dude thinks Trump is the best think since Jesus walked. And yet… inevitably…

At the block party his girlfriend goes missing, he thought he saw her over by MAGA dick and the grill but now the grill is being manned by the middle aged dad-bro from three doors down. He cranes his head, searching the crowd. Is that the sound of his girlfriend whimpering on the edge of orgasm? Surely not.

Later that night when he tries to initiate sex she begs off, saying she has an early day tomorrow and needs a shower. He doesn’t connect her reluctance to the gap in her presence at the party.

Time passes, one night he comes home and smirks at his neighbor’s truck, rocking hard in the driveway. Tinted windows barely cracked. Oh yeah, dude is getting laid hard. The girl in the car is making all sorts of noise and when he heads inside he doesn’t think much of the fact his girlfriend’s car is in the driveway but she’s not in the house, after all she told him she was going for a run after work.

The woman’s cries of pleasure get louder and louder and knowing the timing of her runs, he sinks into the couch after cracking the front window and starts to jack off. He hears the woman cry out “Fuck me with that MAGA cock! Oh my god! Fuck me harder!” He strokes harder and comes in unison with her as she screams “Trump won!” at the top of her lungs. Then he shakes his head at the bizareness and goes on with his life. Moments later when his girlfriend runs in the room, hair plastered to her face with sweat, grey leggings darker in the seat as she runs upstairs, he doesn’t pay too much attention to it as he frantically struggles to make sure she doesn’t notice he just had a wank.

Several times over the next few days he thinks back to how hot that was and how the woman sounded a little like his girlfriend when he fucks her. Once, while he’s fucking her from behind as he is balls deep inside of her after eating her out for half an hour getting her ready and close to orgasm, he thinks she might sound A LOT like the woman in the truck. The thought sends him over the edge and he cums, leaving her unfulfilled after all that hard work.

It’s not until the day that he comes home and finds her being roughly fucked in his own bed by the MAGA cock neighbor that his mind goes back over all these instances and hindsight snaps into perfect clarity. His cock goes rigidly hard at the same time he feels sick to his stomach. She looks him dead in the eye, apologizing even as that cock still keeps pounding inside of her, “honey I am so SO sorry” she pants as she’s getting closer to cumming. Tears fill her eyes as she throws her head back screaming “MAGA for life” as she cums hard on the massive cock inside her. The beer swilling STILL MAGA hat wearing motherfucker sneers at him and continues plowing the girlfriend as she whimpers “please baby… forgive me… oh god please baby… FUCK me harder with that delicious MAGA COCK!”

Her alternating pleas for forgiveness and whimpers for more cock tear him up and just as he’s about to leave the room to go jerk his painfully hard cock off in private, the bastard shouts “SAY TRUMP WON YOU SLUT!” and his eyes fly open. No way is his uber feminist super liberal girl gonna take that kind of shit from anyone, exceptionally large cock or not, he thinks and adjusts his cock in his pants before crossing his arms over his chest.

She sobs in defeat and moans as she cums, “Trump won, Trump won!”

His cock twitches, but it’s not until the fucking asshole bastard Republican neighbor begins to pound into her harder as he cums shouting “Let’s Go Brandon! Let’s Go Brandon!” at the top of his lungs that his cock erupts in his pants so hard his knees go weak and he’s shocked as the guy pulls out and his cock is unsheathed, cum stringing from her pussy to his cockhead as he slaps her on the ass and says, “you know slut, you’re not too bad of a fuck for a feminist” and hikes his dirty jeans up before leaving the room.

Stunned and horrified the cuck looks at his girlfriend as she exclaims her apologies over and over before looking him in the eye and gesturing to her pussy… “well… it’s not going to clean itself.”

Where can a good liberal man turn to but MAGA cucking when he acknowledges that BBC porn, when mixed with breeding and cuckolding stems from stereotypes that further Other the Black male and perpetuate a racist narrative? Why… MAGA. The shame of seeing the masculine in the reviled, after all, is what some cucks really really get off on. So yeah, it’s kind of normal, right?

Makes me almost wanna go out and try it for myself…

Hear my audio rendition:

Cucks like it hard cuckolding

Fetish Friday: Cuckolding

Let’s talk about cuckolds.

Cucks are some of my favorite callers- for real. They are happy to give away their power and sit in the corner, caged or uncaged, while I get fucked by bigger, better cocks than theirs. They know that someone can fuck their wives better, they accept it, and thus accepting it begin to get turned on by their wives’ arousal. I mean, who wouldn’t, right?

I love that cuckolding has so many flavors.

Humiliation- your dick is too small to make me cum. I must have a bigger cock.

Racial- I want a black cock because white all men pale in comparison black men, who are infinitely superior.

Shared/hotwifing- it’s less about humiliation and more about how much of a turn on it is to watch. Let me tell you, I recently watched the Jack Ryan television show. I think it was in S01 E03- Black 22 that the young drone pilot gets disturbed and tries to gamble all his $1 kill shot bills away. He ends up in a fancy hotel room, loads of money, drunk with a hot mature blonde and her husband and while the husband is pouring drinks the blonde is coming on to the young man. Hubby sits down to watch. They fuck. Kid can’t believe his luck. Then when everything’s over, wife stumbles out of the room and the hubby belts the kid. Hard. Vicious. I was simultaneously turned on and laughably amused at this. Does this kind of man exist? And if he does, I bet there’s a reason the bull is young, dumb, and drunk.

Then we have the sissy service cucks- they are the ones who have been pussy free so long that the wife and the cuckolding is merely a bridge to the bull. They end up being the fluffer who neatly edges his wife out of the bed, greedily sucking the bull’s cock off too well, swallowing down the cum with a shameless smirk and an “Ooops, my bad” before greedily working the bull back to full arousal. These are the bicurious who begin with forced bi and end up on their knees, wives forgotten, glorying in having their bussies fucked to full sissygasm, their tiny cocks dripping and spending down the front of their pretty pink panties.

Overall, I love all of them- what kind are you? Call me and let me know.

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Sold a pup

don’t you just love that phrase? Sold a pup. to be swindled. Talked into getting something you didnt neccessarily want or need.

What I find sad, and it is something that has the capability of actually depressing the fuck out of me, is that eventually the good ones (clients) end up believing that they have been sold a pup. Somewhere along the way they stop remembering how we got started and end up thinking (somewhat rightly) that we have created a relationship… but the beginning always stands in the way and inevitably I get whapped in the face with the fact that I am ‘just a PSO’ and that I am ‘being paid’ to give them attention.

As if the almighty dollar has that much sway on whether or not I block you, give you bad phone, or am attentive and interested in you. You’d think that after nine years I would stop being surprised.

sadly, I am an optimist. 

Today I got pride and prejudice in the mail as well as a book, lies my teacher told me, from MG. It was a very nice present– I like presents. not as much as I like videotaping someone while they torture themselves at my behest though.


Tomorrow my sis and I are off  to get blue and purple hair, hooray! Then on Thursday I am going to the Getty Villa. For a month I have been fretting over money to have enough for the Getty and then my engine dies and needs rebuilding. *sigh*

Thank god for miracles, and kindly family member

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From 11 Years Ago

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.

Gladly, 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 in my panties.

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I just finished watching one of my favorite movies, Secretary. I was making something for a sweet sub friend of mine and promised her that I would watch the movie while I made her present. She hasn’t seen the movie before, so I am sending it along with the present, I hope she likes it.
There’s something just magical about the movie, I love it that much. Maybe not Star Wars love it, because who am I kidding, I couldn’t love it as much as Star Wars (and the thought of Darth Vader ordering me… using the force on me… to only eat four peas with my single spoonful of creamed potatoes is kind of creepy and not in a good way) but I love it nonetheless.

I empathize with both of the characters. There’s a heavy bit of empathy towards the character of Lee, the Secretary, for both her inner struggles and the way her need or want for pain blossoms. But there’s also a tremendous strength in her, she meets Edward–the dominant– head to head, submissively but in a way that manages to let her hold her own. She is what I would like to think of as the perfect submissive, someone who is submissive by choice and a hundred percent sure of that choice. I also admire her spunk and the way she commands his attention.

On the other hand, in Edward I empathize with his inner turmoil. As hard as it is for someone to admit that they like pain (we are wired to dislike pain, it’s instinctual) socially we are taught nearly from birth that it is even worse to want to give pain. The pleasure he takes in her discomfort is unsettling to him, even though it is pleasurable. He feels conflicted and it’s a conflict I understand completely. I also just love how totally and completely he fucks with her mind– this isn’t simple tie me up and spank me stuff here, this is the real deal.

Best quote of the movie:
E. Edward Grey: Look, we can’t do this 24 hours a day, seven days a week.
Lee: Why not?

Why not indeed. I am seriously hoping my friend likes the movie as much as I did– she should do. At only 364 days younger than me, we are pretty close in personalities. Except for how submissive she is.

side note. I like side notes, don’t you? Two things are on my mind at the moment. One is a will I won’t I sort of thing, and the other is JUST HOW GOOD it is to be back and taking calls on a regular basis. It feels fantastic to be talking to people again… and to be receiving little gifts as well.


Super sexy boogey-man slayer

I think BBC breeding fetishes have been on my mind a little too much lately. Last night I dreamt I was working on the computer when to my surprise a group of men came into my home, completely ignoring me and headed down the hallway to the bedrooms. I followed them and was astonished when they went into different rooms- completely ignoring me.

Not frightened, more irritated that I was being ignored by people rudely coming into MY home, I was further shocked to watch when the biggest one crawled into bed next to my sleeping husband while I gasped and tried to get their attention.

Husband finally awoke as the man bolted out of my bed, shocked that there was another man. Hilarity ensued.

this is 100% why I shouldn’t eat before bedtime.