The Appeal & Attraction of the Alpha Male

People always ask me what attracts me most to a man. To answer, I look to the types of guys I’ve dated and the celebrities I have crushes on. I look for a common physical feature that I’m attracted to, but I struggle to find that commonality among all my crushes. Every guy I’ve ever been interested in sexually looks vastly different than the next.

Answering questions of attraction based on physical attributes isn’t easy for me. I don’t have a preference of a man’s hair color, eye color, body type, or even height. There are certainly men I find attractive and men I do not find attractive. However, you can put two similarly looking men beside each other, and I might be drawn to one and turned off by the other. It’s not blue eyes or dark hair or 6-pack abs or a 9-inch cock that are essentials to me (bonuses, perhaps). The one common trend among all the men I’ve found sexual interest in is an undeniable charisma and assertiveness of an alpha male.

That’s right. Soak it in and suck it up. I love the alpha male! As I write those words, my curiosity is getting the best of me as to how many of the men who read this blog will react to that.
Are you proud because you consider yourself an alpha male?

Are you disappointed because after reading that I don’t prioritize physical attributes, you somehow convinced yourself that you’d be my perfect man?

Are you sad because you’re one of the weak and pathetic beta-males who could never dream of getting a woman like me, and you damn well know it?

Are you turned on by the image of me being fucked by an alpha male as much as I am?

There’s a common misconception that “alpha” is just another word for a jock. You know, the kind of guy that most of you probably hated in high school, was the all-star athlete, and is considered dumb as rocks. A jock is often misconceived as automatically being an “alpha.” Simply by association of the way a jock is noticed through commanding any room he enters by convincing himself he’s got the biggest cock in the room. In reality, most “jocks” I’ve known behave in that braggadocious way to compensate not only for their small cocks but also their small personalities.

To me, an alpha male shouldn’t be the loudest and most brash person in whatever room he enters. He must, though, command and rule in the bedroom and all other aspects of life. We all know an alpha man when we see one. Self assured and confident, he’s the leader of the pack. Dominant and in total control, alpha men find success in their professional lives and always score with the hottest, most fuck-candy girls who are drawn to a strongly masculine presence.

In total contrast, beta men are often insecure, unfulfilled, and passive. When it comes to sex, a beta male is a let down for a hot, horny, cock-hungry girl like me. A beta guy doesn’t necessarily mean that a man is a total loser. A lot of beta males get used to being stuck in the friend zone. When a beta finally does lock a girl down, they are on a one-way road to being cuckolded whether they know it or not.

It’s the real hard truth. Women don’t want to fuck the self-conscious, sensitive, pushover. We want to fuck a take-control, fearless, and passionate alpha male.

Talking to so many men on NiteFlirt, I would say that there is an even split amongst the alphas and betas who call me. I know I’m talking to an alpha from the moment we say “hello,” and I hear the confidence in a man’s voice. Alpha’s get straight to the point, and take control in the most deliciously domineering way. In these instances, before I know it I am slipping my panties down my legs and find my hand starting to caress my soft little wet pussy. I’m ready to be devoured. I’m ready to be used. I’m ready to be pleased. I’m ready for an amazing phone-fuck session that ends with my fingers dripping wet and results in a huge puddle in the center of my sheets.

Most beta men know that they are inferior. This is often easy to determine once they say “hello” on NiteFlirt as well. A beta should know his place with a super hot piece of ass like me. He should show gratitude for my time. He should compliment me endlessly. He should hang on every single word I say and treat me like the princess that I am. More than anything, beta males should know that while they lose their fucking minds and all control and empty out their wallets for a girl like me, nothing they candesperately try to do will ever make me wet and thirsty for them.

Which are you: an alpha male or a beta male?

Do you enjoy being cuckholded by hot, young, horny girls like me? For instance, would you absolutely love to support my lifestyle financially, while knowing I bring home alpha males to fuck each night? The alpha gets to peel down that lingerie you bought me. The alpha gets to fuck me on the sheets I charged with your credit card. The alpha gets to plow his hard cock inside of me, while you helplessly jerk your pathetic little dick and know you are a failure at everything other than being able to pay for my hot nights out with real men.

Maybe you’re one of those alphas that I love talking to so much. Do you enjoy knowing that as you’re telling me how you will eat me out, fuck me, and take me whenever and wherever you please, I’m on the other end of the phone slamming my fingers inside this hot little pussy? I love hearing all the nasty, filthy things you’re going to do to me, so if you’re an alpha with a rock hard cock for a tight little teen like me, you better call me now so we can play.

Sorry beta boys. You can wait in line for my attention for when the real men are done blowing their loads for me.

Anal Sex Adventures

Anal sex is in, and to be blunt – most guys want to fuck a girl in her ass at some point in his life!

It’s the hard (pun intended) truth. It can become a pressure between partners when one person definitively wants to try anal sex and one doesn’t even have anal sex on their sexy-time radar. The truth though, is that anal sex and ass play in general can be some of the most intense and enjoyable sexual experiences when done properly.

When it comes to anal sex, some of us girls are success stories with positive first experiences. Other girls, however, have horror stories or fears that make us never want a guy going back there under any circumstance. Some of us lucky ones were converted, only to become addicted to the pleasure of ass play and anal sex, with the hope of introducing it to new partners of our own.

Is Anal Sex “Vanilla” or “Taboo”?

Depending on who you ask, anal sex and ass play can get shockingly different reactions. Of my group of best friends, only two of us girls admit to enjoying anal sex and three have tried it but say it’s not for them. The remaining three of the eight of us have an absolute hell-to-the-no response any time the topic comes up.

I became sexually active at a young age. It was my freshman year in high school when my then boyfriend first mentioned the prospect of anal sex to me. To generations older than my own, the idea of sex at that age, not to mention anal sex, might already be surprising. Yet, those people must remember, my generation is hyper-sexualized. I mean, all teens are obsessed with sex and have raging hormones, regardless of what decade their adolescence took place in. However, my generation is one groomed off of Internet porn and other forms of entertainment that pushes sexual limits. Things that might have been taboo to our parents’ generation has become matter-of-fact or even “vanilla” to us.

Regardless of age or gender, though, sexual fetishes are subjective. What’s the norm and expected sexual play to one person might be deviant and offensive to another. It’s anal sex, though, that is one of those fetishes that falls within the mainstream that is still met with shock and whispers when discussed in social circles.

I’ve known girls who claimed to give blow jobs before they ever had their first kiss. I’ve known other girls who had anal sex because they didn’t consider that as giving up their virginity (eye roll). Other girls of course were harassed into it by boyfriends, while some had a very clear “no enter” policy on ass play of any kind. Sex acts like oral sex, vaginal sex, and YES, even anal sex are the norms for most average teens in a world where SnapChat and secret texting apps that our parents don’t know about are the main form of communication among friends and classmates.

Once, during my sophomore year of high school, a boy from one of my classes who might never have had the nerve to speak to me in school had all the courage in the world talking over direct message. Alone in his room one night, he got horny; having seen some pictures I added to Instagram, his self control was tested and he became so confident that he felt the need to text me. He wrote something to the effect of, “I want you to wrap those sexy lips around my cock so bad.” As a young woman, I feel flattered by this compliment, while at the same time questioning the nerve to be so bold to a girl he’d never had a real conversation with in person.

As you can imagine, if propositions like this come from mere acquaintances, when it comes to someone you’re already sexually active with, the limits are tested and pushed constantly. From requests of naughty SnapChats to acting out fantasies your boyfriend or friend saw in a porn the night before, this tends to be how many girls my age come around to trying anal sex for the first time. Just like “regular” sex, once anal sex is practiced within your circle of friends, it becomes more normalized, less taboo, and just another way to switch things up in the bedroom (or in the car or wherever the hell you can get it in before you have to be home for dinner). 

Ease Into Anal Sex with Ass Play

From early on in my sexual experiences I enjoyed having a guy lick me all over, which includes finding his tongue exploring around my tight little asshole. Feeling a finger press against that spot as I got my pussy licked, would make me quiver all over. Eventually, having that very first finger start to press against that tightness, I was introduced to a world that made my orgasms more intense and my sexual appetite even more exaggerated than it already was. I have amazing memories back to my early sexual experiences when my boyfriend would go down on me literally every single day after school. He’d always in some way explore my perfect little tight asshole, telling me he dreams about the day that I finally let him fuck me there.

Due to his desire to take things to the next level, my boyfriend showed me an anal sex video of a girl hardcore fucked in the ass. In his own misguided youth, he chose a video that was particularly rough and hard and turned me OFF rather than ON to the whole idea of it. I still wanted ass play with his tongue and finger, but gave a strong “no” on anything more. One day he even “accidentally” slipped back there as he was fucking me, and the excruciating pain made me scream and cry and tell him that the whole idea of him, me, and anal sex just isn’t going to happen.

Fast forward a couple of years, after my aforementioned anal-dreaming boyfriend and I broke up. I got into a relationship with a man who was much older than me and very married (oops). He loved my youth, energy, and sexual appetite. I loved his experience, gentleness, and sexually explorative nature. He told me there wasn’t anything he wouldn’t want to do with me, and this naturally opened the topic of anal sex.

He told me he’d done it before, but never with his wife. She never wanted to try it and once she said she didn’t have that interest, anal sex and ass play of any kind was shut down completely. Hearing him talk about his experience of fucking girls in the ass in his past and loving it, but being cut off from ever having the chance to experience that again made me think about my own sexual choices.

I never wanted nor do I ever want to be that woman who says “never.” I knew I didn’t want to go that far with my ex-boyfriend and do anal a couple years prior, but now… I was intrigued. I had this experienced, sexy, mature older man who knew what he was doing. Furthermore, the extent to which he would get hard when we would talk about it would turn me on so fucking much.

So one brave night, I took solace in the distance of not being with him at the time and texted him a selfie of me with my ass up in the air behind me. The accompanying message read, “I want you to fuck me so bad, and I want you to put it in my ass next time.” So the following Friday after school, when my parents thought I was going to my best friend’s house and staying the night, I showed up at the hotel to meet up with him. I was nervous and excited. He came equipped with lube and was already hard, but fully expecting me to tell him to stop as soon as he got started. He took his time with me. He ate me out, warmed my little ass up by licking it and fingering it, and telling me how fucking hot I am and he can’t wait to feel that tight butt wrapped around his cock.

I’ll never forget the feeling of the head of his cock pressing against my ass for the first time. His cock was so wet, and it took a really long time for him to even be able to fit the head inside of me, which was the most painful part. He was patient, gentle, and sweet. He constantly asked me if I was okay and wanted more. I could only keep expressing a breathy “yes” as he tried to fit it in. Eventually, he got the head in, and started to slowly push in further, never being rough or getting too carried away.

If I could ever give a man advice about turning a girl on to anal sex, it would be to use this patient and gentle approach. The “oops, I slipped” and rough anal sex porn approach of my previous boyfriend got him nowhere with my ass at that time. However, this sensual, slow, and conscientious technique not only turned me on to anal sex, but eventually got me begging for him to fuck me in my ass nearly every time we would hook up after that.

Like most things, this affair came to an end. He’s still with his wife, but it makes me smile every time I think about being able to make his teen anal sex fantasies come true. It makes me smile even more, though, that he turned me on to something that I otherwise would have potentially cut myself off from trying simply because it was, with my ex-boyfriend, the wrong person at the wrong time.

Guy’s who call me on NiteFlirt for phone sex fun know that I’m an “anything goes” phone-fuck teen who loves it in my mouth, my pussy, and my ass. I like it slow and sensual and I like it hard and wild. Anal sex is always on the menu for my insanely sexy NiteFlirt boyfriends, but when it comes to real life I’ve only given my ass up to one other guy after my first anal sex partner.

The one other person was that ex-boyfriend who turned me off to it in the first place. For a very brief 3-month period, we got back together our last year of high school, and I never told him at the time that I had anal with someone else before him. I did, however, walk him through the slower, more sensual approach and it was amazing. It confirmed, if nothing else, that it wasn’t just a fluke; I’m a fan of anal sex! Things not long after got contentious between my boyfriend and I again. One day, in a cruel moment of too much honesty, I admitted to him that he was NOT the first guy to fuck me in my ass. Part of me took pleasure in this due to some of the ways he had previously treated me. However, there was that little part of me that felt guilty since he and I had so many other “firsts” together throughout our relationship.

I’m still waiting though, for that next guy in REAL LIFE who is going to get my ass. I love anal play and anal sex and can’t wait to meet another partner who goes above and beyond to worship my hot ass, do everything in his power to make it feel good, and who will cum harder than ever when he knows he’s in an elite club of guys I’d ever let slide into my ass and spread me open in such an intimate and exhilarating way. Until then though, where are my anal sex phone sex partners? I am craving a good anal fuck right now!

Daddy’s Girl

Yes, I need to address the super taboo, “off-limits,” word that brings with it a predetermined understanding of the dynamics of a relationship. I imagine the word “daddy” has been a part of bedroom play for decades, but for me personally, up until the last year “daddy” to me was only used in reference to my ACTUAL father whenever I really needed to borrow money, have a curfew extension, or lay on a guilt trip of some kind. Like every “daddy’s girl,” I mastered the art of the pouty lips and whiney voice very early in life. As the father of three adorable daughters (and one relatively handsome son) my dad has been put through the ringer when it comes to being wrapped around our pretty little fingers.

Nowadays the term “daddy” has brought on a highly sexual connotation for me, thanks to so many amazing callers on NiteFlirt. I often have callers reluctantly slip the “D” word into conversations and calls, worried that I’m going to cry “TOS violation” and disconnect immediately. Other guys go for it right away, introducing themselves as “Daddy” either when I ask for a name or prior to my even answering the phone through their daddy-inspired username. As a young woman who has a very healthy relationship with her real dad, this sexual nickname doesn’t offend me at all. I completely understand why NiteFlirt and other adult websites might want to discourage the use of the term, for fear that it instigates an incestuous relationship between blood relatives or those living under the same roof. Also, being that the term “daddy” clearly insinuates a much older man and a younger girl, I am sure they are fearful of any association to underage-play. I respect that and am not promoting those particular fantasies, despite the fact that they do indeed come up every so often. My perspective on this topic addresses the use of “daddy” outside of these previously mentioned circumstances.

I, like many other girls must confess that, from time-to-time, I’ve gotten caught up in the daddy role-play fantasy of many of my callers. Especially being a young woman who is just naturally attracted to and drawn to older, sophisticated, established men, I can’t help but get a little wet between my legs every time a guy introduces himself into the mysterious “daddy” role. Aside from the aforementioned TABOO concepts, there’s a lot of non-taboo ways to play with the daddy role. One way, obviously, is through the arrangement of a “Sugar Daddy” and “Sugar Baby,” while the other is simply just a mutual understanding that in the bedroom, “Daddy” is in charge; therefore, as the naughty little girl, I must comply with his wishes. This is a far tamer approach to a master and slave dynamic that allows partners to dip their toes into the figurative waters that represent power, domination, and control.

There is something so fucking hot about this role-play to me; I not only look forward to receiving these calls, but the role-play will almost always get ME off as well. There is some criteria that I have, though, since I couldn’t possibly be fingering myself and rubbing my clit every single time a guy wants me to call him “daddy.”  For instance, the circumstance would need to be such that the caller and I have good chemistry. Also, we’d both need to have a mutual understanding of our roles. Furthermore, the guy on the other end of the line must be able to match my ability to get into the role, having a way with his words that convinces me he’s my authority figure who is to be respected. I live for those moments when I have to ask “daddy” for permission, when I need to inquire how to best make him proud, and when I have been naughty and need to be punished. I’ve always naturally, in my real sexual life and fantasies, been drawn to the submissive role, so a role-play that heightens this concept but doesn’t take it quite as far as being a “slave” really excites me. Being “daddy’s girl” means I get to be myself in terms of my real personality, age, and sexual interests. I get to be with an older man who truly loves girls my age, I get to do and say the things that turn me on, and I get to drive a guy crazy with my authentic enthusiasm.

Although I don’t consider myself a true “Sugar Baby,” I also think the concept of a “Sugar Daddy” can be hot in role-plays as well as in real life. As I said earlier, I’m extremely attracted to men who are successful and distinguished. He can be married or single, have a family or be child-less, possibly have the perfect personal life and professional life that most men dream of, or feel that his current situation is lackluster and uninspiring. Whatever the man brings to the table, I always love the entire scenario of me being the tempting, alluring, young woman drawing his attentions elsewhere. A man who is at a point in his life where he has it all, yet, for whatever reason, is longing for something in his life that inspires him to not be compliant in the mundane or predictable, will benefit greatly from a relationship with a girl in her late teens to early twenties.

By providing financial benefits to the girl, the man, in turn, will benefit not only sexually but mentally, spiritually, and in so many ways that help him to feed off of the adventure, the spontaneity, and the positive energy that comes along with a young woman on the brink of discovering her place in the world. For the young woman, she finds not only financial stability in a time when she would otherwise be living off of ramen noodles and shopping at B-level stores, she gets a taste of what the future of her life might have to offer if she, too, stays motivated by her career and the potential to begin that professional life debt-free. A confident, successful, and affluent man can provide opportunities, inspiration, sexual satisfaction, and personal growth on a level that wouldn’t be gained even slightly by dating college boys.

When it comes to real-life, over fantasy role-play, what I’m not into, however, is being a “trophy girl.” I don’t want a “daddy,” be it of the “sugar” variety or any man playing that authoritative role, who would be content with me being arm candy and nothing else. If a guy is looking for an individual seeking guidance, a girl who can provide thought-provoking conversations and challenge him at times, and a young woman who has self-respect, poise, and aspirations, then I’d be the perfect “baby girl” for him to reign his sugar down upon. If the man in question is simply in search of a perfect little fuck-toy who will be silent, submissive, stupid, and stunning all at once, I’m only willing to humor him with phone-time role-play when he calls my line.

Sometimes “daddy” play is purely for the gratification of getting off with a great goddamn orgasm in the heat of the moment. Other times the scenario might be considered in the long-term arrangement between two individuals mutually benefiting from a steamy and prosperous encounter. Regardless of the set-up, the whole concept of being “daddy’s girl” in the bedroom is one that I am beginning to experiment with and very willing to further explore both on NiteFlirt and throughout these years of my young life as a college girl.

What do you guys think? Is “daddy” role-play hot or is it going too far? Do you think a lot of girls share my excitement over this roleplay? Does the idea of having a “Sugar Baby” get your cock hard, or does it make you feel taken advantage of and used?

I’d love to know your thoughts on this, and all my blog topics, either through the comments here, or through messaging me privately or calling me on NiteFlirt!

Girl on Girl Action

There’s just something about girl-on-girl action that makes men lose their fucking minds. I agree that the image of two sexy girl’s pretty, soft lips locked in a kiss, twirling their cute little tongues around one another is fucking beautiful. When it comes to guys, it is often ranked as one of their ultimate turn-ons. 

So many of my phone sex callers ask me questions about my attraction to women; these are the questions I receive most frequently:

“Are you bi-sexual?”

“Do you ever hook up with girls?”

“Have you ever seen your girlfriends naked?”

“Can you tell me about the first time you ever kissed a girl?”

“If you could have sex with any actress, who would it be?”

Let me start by saying that no, I do not consider myself bi-sexual. I truly and whole heartedly believe that women are the most beautiful and exotic creatures on Earth, and I would rather see a woman naked over that of a man, if I’m speaking aesthetically. However, in terms of sexual attraction and who I want to get off and get me off, I’m 100% into guys.

Having said that, I also must confess though, that I have had very strong physical attractions to women.  This might confuse a lot of people who want to label me as “bi.” My feeling is that a sexy female body is a turn on, no question about it. However, just because it’s a visual stimulation for me doesn’t mean I have an overwhelming desire to physically act on that. I mean, if a guy I’m attracted to is in front of me with a hard-on, it’s a natural instinct to want to get on my knees and suck him off or to climb on top of him and ride his cock till we both explode. That animalistic need has to be fed and the only way I can feel satisfied is to have it then and there. When I see a woman, however, it’s a different feeling. If a girl I found to be the ultimate perfection of the female figure was in front of me, legs spread wide open and wet as can be, I wouldn’t have that same instinct to bury my face between her legs and taste her. It’s not that overwhelming craving that I would feel with a man; instead, it’s an appreciation, an admiration, and will likely be a turn on that makes me wet. That doesn’t mean I’m going to dive in and eat the girl out, though.

As a young woman I’ve experienced first-hand over and over again the overwhelming intrigue shown by guys if you even tease them a little bit about doing something sexual with another girl. I know there’s a joke among generations older than mine about women going through a “phase” in college where they make out with and hook up with their girlfriends. For my generation of millennials, it’s much less a “phase” and far more something you learn very quickly throughout middle school and high school as a tactic to get the attention of boys.There are some things us young girls do with our friends in private when we’re growing up that boys never get to see. However, we tend to exaggerate some of our intimate practices and go public with our displays of female affection as soon as a cute boy at a party suggests it would be hot to see two girls kiss. Whether we’re into our friends or not, if we’re a couple drinks deep, everyone is having fun, and we’re living on the high of being the center of attention, kissing our friends is a really fucking easy way to turn heads.

I can remember as far back as late elementary school at sleepovers with friends. Late at night, we’d all talk about what it will be like to kiss a boy. I mean, some of us already had what we considered a “first kiss.” Maybe a peck stolen on the playground or a kid in the neighborhood who would run around and tease us, only to one day plant one on us. Yet, we all, even at that young age, knew that a REAL first kiss was around the corner, so in our adorable little pajamas, in our sleeping bags, we would have little “practice sessions.” We’d put our hands into fists, and kiss the fleshy part of our skin, critiquing one another on technique, as though any of us at that time had any idea what we were talking about.A couple of times some of the braver girls might dare one of us to kiss each other;this would usually end up being a little charade where one would pretend to be the “boy” and the other would be the “girl about to be kissed.” It usually resulted in laughing, teasing each other about our little schoolgirl crushes, and going to sleep still really confused and anxious about whether or not boys would want to kiss us and if we’d be any good at it. Little did we know about the storm of attention we would be getting within a few short years, and that those little “practice” sessions could be reenacted in our teen years with a level of comfort and ease with one another that is unique to girls who share moments like these with their friends.

So, to answer some more of my FAQ’s, I wouldn’t label what I’ve done throughout the last few years as “hooking up” with girls. Have I seen many of my girlfriends naked? Yes. Have I kissed or made out with a few of them? Uh huh. Have I been in the same room with any of my girlfriends when they were naked and getting fucked? Ummm… yes, actually I have! haha. Was I an active participant in that particular activity? Nope! I had my own situation going on in a separate bed, with a separate guy. But, like I said earlier, there is something very visually stimulating about the female body, even when it’s one of your hot friends with whom you basically grew up as sisters.  While I have kissed my best friend (and other friends) in party moments to tease boys, while we regularly get dressed and undressed in front of one another without hesitation, and while I have even seen her in the aforementioned position of getting it on (and she can say the same about me), I still can without any hesitation whatsoever tell you that I have ZERO interest in going down on her, spreading her apart, or putting anything inside her.

I find the fascination and interest a lot of men have with girls making out and lesbian porn to becurious. I always wonder what, beyond the physical attraction, makes this such a popular porn niche when there are alternative options of seeing hot girls go crazy on some guy’s cock. I personally reallylike watching porn from time to time. I started watching it online at a relatively young age and learned so much about sex from dirty videos. In fact, even as a straight girl, I almost always look for a super hot woman in a porn clip before I even care about the content or her “co-star.” I love one-on-one male/female fucking, I like a little variety from time to time, so 3-some videos are super hot and depending on my mood or what catches my eye I can go for  either 2 guys/1 girl or 2 girls/1 guy. So, as you can see, I obviously GET what’s such a turn on about women…. I GET that it’s hot to watch girls do nasty sexual things to each other in a 3-some setting while some guy is fucking them, switching back and forth between the two.

I’m really interested to know, however, what guys tend to love about full out lesbian girl-on-girl fingering, fucking, and pussy eating? Is it the fact that you don’t see another guy in the equation, therefore you can imagine yourself to have them all to yourself? Is it the voyeuristic nature of catching girls being naughty, doing something they wouldn’t want you to see them doing? It is just a simple as jerk-off material where you don’t have to worry about seeing some guys dick and you can focus solely on the female body?

I’d love to hear any thoughts or insight into what you (if this is your thing, that is) find particularly sexy about 2 (or more) women going crazy on one another. Personally, I’ve never even watched a lesbian porn video, so if there’s a particular one that is your favorite that you think could convince even the most cock-hungry girl to give up the dick for a minute and play with myself while watching 2 girls fuck, send it my way! Maybe you’ll open my eyes to something new or maybe I’ll just be extra ravenous for your hard, thick dick, ready for  you to give me a call and take me like only a fucking man can.

 

Our Secret Truths

I recently saw a very powerful and memorable film, the Oscar nominated, The Danish Girl, starring Eddie Redmayne and Alicia Vikander (my most recent Hollywood girl-crush; more on that another time! hehe). Possibly because I am always so wrapped up in thinking about my work on NiteFlirt, I couldn’t help but be struck by some of the parallels in this film and what I experience working in phone sex! So many of us tend to have sides of ourselves that are hidden from the people who think they know us best: whether it’s our friends, family, or significant others, there are some deeply hidden secrets that are kept from these people for one reason or another. 

For those of you who may not know, the movie I am referring to is the true story of a successful artist as he, with the support of his wife, transitions into becoming a woman. The film follows the intimate psychological, physical, and sexual tensions that arose for one of the first people to ever undergo sexual reassignment transition and surgery. To be clear, this is not a post on transgenderism specifically, nor is it in any way something anyone reading this needs to understand or even agree with. I bring it up because there is one scene in the film that very strongly resonated with me that made me look at my own work on NiteFlirt and in phone sex and the lives of so many of us out there who are harboring some kind of secret, be it a fetish or a lifestyle preference.  

In The Danish Girl, there is a scene where the artist reaches out to non other than a sex worker to truly guide him in his search for feminization. He visits a peep show, where he sits behind a glass that separates him from the beautiful dancer who strips before him. Performing what was a regular nightly routine that she at first appears detached from, the dancer quickly realizes that the man watching her behind the glass is NOT there to get off, but instead sitting there imitating her movements. In a sort of beautiful, personal, and honest moment between the two, the dancer slows down her movements to become instructional rather than for the erotic purpose of turning him on, as she’s so often used to. She demonstrates for this man, who is embarking on a journey to become a woman, the ways to move his body, his hands, bat his eyes, and explore his body in the way a woman might. It’s the first time in the film that he truly seems to feel comfortable in his own skin, despite the efforts of his wife and friends to guide him and understand him, it took a woman in the sex industry to recognize this need for guidance, for an outlet, and for a sincere moment in which he could truly feel his true self, shame-free. 

I love this scene because in that moment you can see that the woman understands that she is one of the few people and places that this man in need can turn to in order to explore his true self. 

In connection to my NiteFlirt gig, while I do get calls from time to time of men who want to experience feminization, the impact reaches far beyond that. From guys who simply want to explore a particular fetish that may be otherwise “taboo” in real like, to people looking to play out outrageous fantasies they might never dream to act on in their day-to-day interactions. From feeling a departure from one’s usual role in life as a dominant or a submissive, to using language that would get them fired or shunned from their social groups, to simply exploring sexuality and engaging in acts with a parter who is not judgmental nor uninterested. I find every single day that men call me and are able to, even if in some small way, become their true selves or their secret selves or their forbidden selves even if just for a few minutes on the phone. 

I adore that when it comes to phone sex, a stranger is reaching out to me and is uninhibited in the way that he can behave. I’d be lying if I said I was never weary or confused about particular fetishes; I’ve even myself been known to block a guy or two who took things to a dark enough place that I became disturbed and wouldn’t want to go to again (though this happens VERY rarely!) However, overall, on a daily basis, I speak to and meet amazing people who live completely normal, average lives. They just know that there is a side to their personality that has been or is being repressed and they need an outlet for it. I love being that outlet. I love knowing that I can carry their secrets with me if it brings them even a little bit of comfort. I love knowing that, at times, I experience a side of my callers that their closest friends or family might never see. With me, a man can be his true self. Whether it’s due to a sexual deviance or it’s because he needs a person to turn to or a shoulder to cry on or another human being to vent to, I believe that phone sex work is oftentimes SO MUCH MORE than just jerking off and cumming hard.

That isn’t to say that it’s not about jerking off. I mean, c’mon…. I’m not fooling myself into thinking I’m doing some incredible work I should be winning a Nobel Prize for. I just feel that whether it’s a 5-minute stroke session to blow off steam from a long day, or it’s a 15-minute conversation about a fetish that a guy has secretly fantasized about for years but hasn’t been able to bring himself to actually admit to a partner, or it’s a 2-hour marathon call as a result of simply feeling lonely, I really think that making a positive connection between phone sex operator and caller is important to each persons’ experience in understanding themselves.

The best part of all of this for me though, is that several of my callers have been this same outlet for ME. A lot of my life, even though I appear to be “in the middle of the action” as a pretty, popular, and outgoing young girl, I’ve actually always felt that I wasn’t being true to myself in many ways. From dealings with friends, family, and relationships, there have been many times I’ve felt the need to hide aspects of myself for fear of shame, particularly when it comes to sexuality or so-called “deviant” or off-beat desires. However, on NiteFlirt, so many amazing guys have brought that out of me, and I’ve been able to explore those desires that I otherwise wouldn’t have without the help of of the creative, sexy, and extra naughty minds of my callers. 

So yes, I am here to fuck you, suck you, tease you, and tempt you. However, I am also here to give advice, to allow you to explore your needs and desires, to talk you through heartache and hardships, and to empower you in a way that will make you feel alive like never before. 

Talk Dirty to Me

It’s no secret that sexual stimulation tends to lower inhibitions, resulting in the animalistic behaviors we all know and love. I for one have been known to say things during sex (and phone sex!) that I would never have predicted would come out of my mouth if I had considered it in a different circumstance. It’s amazing how sexy some words and phrases can be, and when communicated in that particular moment of ecstasy, something that I normally might not consider to be that hot can end up being the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever heard if it’s said at the right place and time while fucking. 

Unlike so many of my friends who dreamed of losing their virginity in some sweet way, I was always the one who just wanted to get rid of it and get to the point where I’d be having fun, talking dirty, and getting fucked hard. That being said, I’ve always been a dirty-talker, and in my opinion, a positive side effect of this has been allowing my sexual partners to know exactly what feels good to me and what I want and like, which apparently isn’t always all that common with teenage girls when they begin having sex and exploring their bodies. This isn’t to say that I’m one of those annoying girls who you just want to tell to shut-the-fuck up; I’m just a vocal girl! I like to say nasty things, communicate my desires, and have been known to get loud from time to time, as I’m sure my roommates or anyone else in nearby rooms could probably tell you! 

The topic of dirty-talk came up with some of my friends recently, and our opinions were all over the place in terms of where we stand. Some of my friends were right there with me when it comes to dirty talk, agreeing there are so many ways words can turn sex into an unforgettable adventure. Some of my friends like being called names like a “slut” or to beg a guy for his cock in a certain way (“bend me over and fuck my pussy hard!”). I was surprised that one of my girlfriends says she calls her boyfriend “daddy” sometimes, cause it determines a sexy role of him being older, distinguished, and dominant and plays up her youthful innocence and submissive nature. In contrast, I had friends, who argued that it made them feel uncomfortable or degraded to be called names and that feeding guys’ egos by giving into the stereotype of a “daddy” figure who controls them wasn’t really something that got them off.

One of my best friends who is a super sexy, outgoing and fun-loving, HOT girl said that she doesn’t like dirty talk at all. Not because she finds it degrading, but she just doesn’t get into talking to her sexual partners during sex, and finds that it’s a distraction for her when the guy is excessive in the things he is moved to say in the moment. Another one of my girlfriends prefers sensual and complimentary words to be exchanged, but nothing that makes her feel too slutty. For instance, she said she’d love to be told she’s beautiful and have her body complimented (who doesn’t!?) but that to be called a name or be too descriptive in a “dirty” way just doesn’t do it for her.

I for one cannot imagine having quiet sex. Nothing seems as uneventful as taking what is the most amazing physical feeling without having my psyche stimulated at the same time. I love creativity, I love imagination, and I love getting lost in the moment; I believe that “dirty talk” is something that brings out passion that is rarely duplicated when things become hushed. While I would never be okay with being called a “slut” by a guy I’m hooking up with in any setting outside of the bedroom and while I don’t go around inviting guys I meet to shower me with their cum (or whatever other filthy thing that I might say at any given time while caught in crazy passion), it just can’t be denied that when you’re in that intense frenzy of lustful emotions, sometimes things will come out of our mouths that we never could have imagined saying.

I’ve always known I’ve had a naughty imagination and could verbally bring-it-on when it comes to sex talk, so whether it’s on the phone or in person, I don’t plan to shy away from saying anything that comes into my head in the heat of the moment. One of the great things about hot, racy phone sex sessions is the ability to be ourselves and, whatever we happen to say, we don’t have to have any awkward “pillow talk” discussion or make excuses about it afterwards. There should never be apologies made for those raw, honest, and playful moments between partners, and I’ve been lucky enough to have some very vocal, descriptive, and incredibly creative phone sex partners who have brought my dirty-talk game to a whole new level.

Make sure you check in with me soon on NiteFlirt. I just might surprise you with the crazy things that could slip out of my dirty little mouth. 😉

Relationship Status

“Why doesn’t a girl like you have a boyfriend?” 

This question is, quite possibly, one of the things I am most often asked in my life. Not only by guys on NiteFlirt but from family and even some friends. For some reason, I constantly find myself reminding people of my stats: I’m 19, I’m in college, and my single status isn’t a side effect of something being wrong with me; I don’t have a boyfriend because I don’t WANT one right now. I’m constantly being given unsolicited advice from friends in the “honeymoon” phase of their new relationships, or from aunts who have some romanticized idea of planning my wedding (um, have I mentioned I’m 19? haha) and even from old ladies in coffee shops or supermarkets who feel the need to let me know that they’d make a move on the solo-guy in line in front of us if they were “my age.” 

It might sound like the cliché, “I’m single and loving it!” thing that girls say to keep themselves from crying into their lonely pillow at night, but as a young woman who doesn’t fear for my relationship future, right now I’m all about having fun and not getting too serious. As a college student, I constantly see how my friends tied to relationships struggle with their social decisions, and I do not envy them. The amount of times I’ve been told not to tag a friend on Facebook or Instagram because his or her “significant other” can’t know where they are for the night is astounding. I mean, I can’t image being put in the position to lie about who I’m with and where I am…. well, from anyone other than my mom and dad, maybe. Hehe. 

A lot of people think if you’re not that loser girl who is pining after some guy waiting for him to become her boyfriend, that you must be the complete opposite type: the slut who is open for business 24/7 or maybe the anti-love “manhater.” I’m none of the above – I am not promiscuous, but i’m not a prude. I am not searching for and in desperate need of love, but I certainly won’t turn my back on the possibility of someone being a great guy who I’d like to be with, if he so happens to come along. I love having the freedom on any given day to say “no, I’m not interested” or to say “fuck yes, let’s do this!” It’s fucking amazing being a young, attractive, single woman who is aware of her own sexuality, and right now I am owning that! 

I know that because I’m single and have sexual freedom, I can experience things that a boyfriend would hold me back from. While I’m this young, hot, and experimental I want to be uninhibited and crazy sometimes. I want to tease and tempt older married men and make out with college boys whose names I can’t remember. I want to have steamy love affairs, scandalous stories to tell, and impassioned conversations with strangers that make me ache for them for days. 

When I start thinking about the entire concept of monogamy it feels somewhat archaic to me. Maybe it’s because of my unique situation as a “flirt” that I find the idea of a traditional relationship to be potentially disappointing and unrealistic. I mean, I am in constant contact with men who would rather rub one out in the bathroom while talking to me, than have to even for a second interact with his annoying, nagging wife. I know which end of that situation I want to be on, and being the hot young temptress is way sexier than the girlfriend or wife who is in the dark and doesn’t know what her man wants or needs. 

This time spent as a single college girl is and will continue to open my eyes to so many things I otherwise may not know about myself and about men. I know what gets me off and what I’m worthy of. I know that anyone who makes me feel modest, embarrassed, or ashamed in any way about what I like or don’t like isn’t someone who deserves me or my time. Yet I also know that if I’m not willing to be selfless and attend to the needs of a guy, then I can’t expect him to just sit around and patiently wait for me until I am “in the mood.” Sex is incredibly important to a successful relationship, and unless you take the time to explore your own sensuality when you have the freedom to do so, I believe you run the risk of ending up in the type of relationship that is mundane, predictable, or unfulfilling. 

So, as Valentine’s Day weekend approaches and guy friends, ex-boyfriends, and classmates who have apparently been admiring me from afar think they are throwing me a bone by asking me out for a V-Day date, I say, “don’t do me any favors!” This Valentine’s Day I won’t be pretending to like the roses a guy got me instead of the lilies I really wanted or be disappointed by the milk chocolate candies when he knows I only like dark. I won’t be annoyed at the fake attempt to give me some contrived version of a “romantic” date night that, in reality, neither of us actually want to go on. Instead, I’ll be going on a kick ass rock climbing/movie/casual dinner “date” with my other single besties, and I know at the end of the night if I’m feeling in need of something more… I have my own fingers and about a dozen boyfriends on NiteFlirt who know exactly how to take care of me! 

 

Five Star Phone Sex

As much as I am a laid back person, there are some things that can get me really worked up from time to time. I don’t like when I work really hard at something, and then feel like the excessive amount of time, effort, or thoughtfulness isn’t appreciated or worse, is undermined in some way. 

This can obviously come into play when dealing with school, relationships, and work. I’m sure everyone reading this has moments at their jobs when they have felt like they were really kicking ass, but it either went unnoticed or was criticized in a way that came as a surprise. I’m certain it happens to everyone; I get that. However, my current  “job” of choice is through NiteFlirt. My responsibilities? Give guys who call, message, or purchase my “goodies” the time of their fucking life! The goal of my duties? To make a guy cum so fucking hard he’ll be 100% convinced that choosing me among the thousands of girls was worth it, leaving him inspired to come back for more. 

Every single call I answer on NiteFlirt I approach the same way – I am myself, I am genuine, and I will fucking rock it. The reality is that I won’t have chemistry with every caller or maybe some guys will have an expectation of me being a different type of person or into a fetish or niche area that isn’t quite my thing. My objective is to meet you (the guy spending his hard earned cash) wherever you are and to best adapt myself to your needs. Any person who calls one of my listings on NiteFlirt will always be presented with the REAL DEAL when talking to me. They can choose to talk to the real me (Hi, I’m Ryder! lol) or have me play a role for them (am I your neighbor? student? boss? mistress? etc.); that is their choice. However, each call (unless discussed and arranged prior) begins with the real Ryder. I’m enthusiastic, personable, and interesting. I don’t default to fake moans, unnecessary small-talk, or laziness. I never lie about who I am, where I live and go to school, what my personality is like or what my interests and personal fetishes are. If someone were to randomly survey any 10 of my regular callers and quiz them about me, you better believe they will all have the same answers (that is, if they’ve been paying attention). 

While I am a very confident girl, I am not so arrogant that I expect to be the absolute perfect girl for every single guy out there looking for phone sex. I am realistic and know life (even “fantasy” life) doesn’t work that way. However, what I do believe is that when a guy calls me on NiteFlirt, he rang my particular listing for a reason. This means there’s something about who I am that struck him enough to want to call me and give me a fair shot to be the “chosen one” he shoots his load for on any given night (gold star for you if you can sense my sarcasm here. hehe).  As a reward for my “performance,” guys are given the option to leave feedback on our call. My expectation is that I am judged fairly for my time, my enthusiasm, and my ability to engage you. Because I CARE deeply that every single person who calls me gets rock hard and cums so fucking good that they won’t be able to get me out of their head for a long time, I fucking bring it when I’m on the phone! I am NEVER lazy. I WORK FOR IT. I will say and do the dirty shit a guy wants to hear and for the guys who are shy, introverted, or unresponsive, I’ll explore all fucking avenues of hooking him and getting him to join “Team Ryder!”  

Here’s a sample of the type of feedback I usually get. 5 STARS all over….

“Okay, so you are real and you care. So what?” You’re probably thinking… I bring all of this up because I received 1-star feedback tonight from a 3-minute phone call. Within 5 minutes of his hanging up, I was left a 1-star feedback review about how I’m not “real.” Nowhere within this call did this person attempt in any way to interact with the girl he called (me!). This is totally ok; he has no obligation to me to get to know me in any way. No one who calls me should ever feel they should engage in torturous small talk when all they actually want to do is just stroke it, cum, and move on! However, having my “realness” questioned publicly on my listing really irks me. In no way do I put on a “fake” voice or persona and in no way did I at any point attempt to mislead or “trick” this person or anyone else for that matter. 

….. let’s not forget about feedback for my sultry & hot “goodies” ….

A “flirt’s” feedback can make or break her business and one of the kisses of death is having your “reality” questioned. It’s true that there are girls out there who create characters and act them out. There’s other girls who are themselves with some edits to protect anonymity. There’s other girls who are completely genuine and real. There are girls who lie and say their getting off when they’re not; there are girls who are also really fucking horny and touching themselves right along with you. Just as guys get infatuated with flirts, girls can get infatuated with callers, making a connection as real as can be. None of these are the “right” or “wrong” approach, but when you are one of the real ones, it’s a tough pill to swallow to be labeled as a phony. There are guys who leave completely honest feedback (good or bad) based on a Flirt’s ability to read his call and bring it where he wanted it to go, and then there are complete dickheads who make asinine statements that have no reflection on what really happened over the phone. 

…. and feedback from even more amazing phone sex calls….

I know that I am not suited to a guy looking for a cougar, or a trailer-trash slut, or a hard-core domme. However, any man who picks up the phone and dials me on NiteFlirt should know that in the world of barely-legal teens who have a brain, personality, and appetite for fucking, I am a home run, 5-star phone sex girl! There is no question in my mind that I am worth your time and your money and so much more. I know that a 1-star review among a sea of 5-star, glowing, complementary ratings is eventually going to be diminished to nothing. 

I definitely am not going to be losing any sleep over this, and I know my followers and loyal guys never question who I am. It’s the first time callers though, who might still be toying with the idea of picking up the phone and calling who should be reassured not to be dissuaded by random, 1-star feedback in ANY flirt’s profile listings. If she’s consistently a 5-star provider judge her on the reputation she holds with the majority, and if you’ve had your own good, bad, or so-so experiences, make sure you leave us girls meaningful feedback so we know exactly how to give you the best fucking phone sex experience of your life the next time you call! 

 

Are you Taboo?

I have a confession to make…. before I got involved in the “adult” industry, I would have sworn up and down that I knew a fucking lot about sex, sexual desires, and so-called “fetishes.” I’ve always been a very sexually curious girl; I became sexually active around age 13, started watching porn even earlier, and started touching myself even earlier than that!!! So, even though I’m just 19-years-old now, I would definitely have argued that even if I hadn’t personally done something myself, I had probably at least been exposed to the idea of it in some way, shape, or form.
Well, fast forward to me entering the world of phone sex and I was smacked in the face with ideas and concepts I wouldn’t have ever dreamed up in my head. Shocking to me, the things that I, at the time, thought might be “taboo” were in fact considered to be “vanilla” in this new circle I was becoming immersed in. As call after call began pouring in, I quickly realized that there’s a whole big world out there of crazy shit happening I had no idea about, but that I would become increasingly fascinated with.

Before I get in too deep, for ME on a personal level, by age 18 (the age I started phone sex) I had had REAL LIFE sex with 5 different guys: the boy I lost my virginity to, my high-school boyfriend aka “first love,” the married, older man otherwise known as my “secret affair,” the 30-something boyfriend who I still can’t believe my parents let me leave the house with, and the really cute boy I sometimes hooked up with during summers away at my family’s annual vacation spot. By today’s teen standards I fell somewhere completely centered to the extremes of “prude” versus “slore” (slut+whore) and was perfectly comfortable with that placement.

In addition to number of partners, I’d not done anything out of the ordinary sexually. Most girls I knew were having sex by age 15 and a majority were doing anal by the time we graduated high school, so nothing too “taboo” happening over here other than that little married man mishap. Oops. 😉

With all of that said… my first few calls as a “PSO” were a little shocking and ranged from sexy, confusing, disturbing, and even more fucking confusing. Any given night I could go from hearing the sexiest fucking thing that made me so wet, resulting in having to play with myself to hearing the most deplorable thing I could ever imagine and wondering if I legit should be making a phone call to the police! Because of this, I really started delving deeper into trying to understand various fetishes, and before long I convinced myself that most men belonged in one of 2 categories: guys who want to be your “daddy” and guys who want to be forced to suck cock. Sometimes they start as one and very abruptly can become the other, and oftentimes I would find that there were additional “fetishes” that were the result of this basic categorization, but overall… I was quickly introduced to those two types of people and all their deepest, darkest, and most deviant of fantasies.

For instance – in my experience the “daddy” type usually love taboo role play involving “incest,” whether it’s a daughter type, step-daughter, son’s girlfriend, or anything closely related (no pun intended). There’s the “Sugar Daddy” who want to buy you things or put you through school or pay your bills and treat you like a little China doll and call you names like “princess” in exchange for some amazing arm candy they wouldn’t likely score without this financial arrangement. Other “daddies” engage in voyeurism and public masturbation, that can result in stalking, and a number of different forced sexual scenarios that, if happening in real life, would be terrifying, but when playing out with a few of these men while I’m safely protected by distance, can be admittedly hot (go on…. I dare you to judge me, then think about the kind of fucked up shit you are into! Hehe.).

The guys who love to suck dick though, are endlessly eye opening to me! From self proclaimed “sissies” to guys looking to be humiliated and dominated, these men really introduced me to the world of men who were just begging to be submissive; forcing me to evaluate any man who approached me in real life and secretly ask myself, “does this guy really like me or would he rather be sucking cock?” Yes, this could definitely fuck with a girl over time. Particularly a girl like me who, even though my ego wanted to believe I was “experienced,” was actually pretty sheltered in the world of sexual exploration of fetishes, particularly the “taboo” kind. I mean, there is absolutely nothing shocking about guys wanting to suck dick; I’ve had my fair share of gay friends, but when it’s a guy on his knees begging his “mistress” (wait, that’s me??? Lol) to allow him to suck my hypothetical boyfriend’s dick before his wife gets home with the kids…. Well, welcome to the secret deviant world of living out your taboo desires over the phone!

One of my most memorable calls early on was with a guy only a few years older than me – maybe 22 or 23 – who wanted me to pretend I was his girlfriend who recently broke up with him. Me being ME, initially did the typical girly “awwwwwww!” offering my condolences, only to quickly realize that this scenario did not call for sympathy, but instead he wanted me to humiliate him. I was to tell him all the reasons I (playing his gf) am breaking up with him and how pathetic he is. All of this would happen as he “polished his gun.” I’d like to convince myself that this was some kind of euphemism for stroking his cock, but I don’t think so. After our call “finished” so to speak, he told me not to hang up and he proceeded to put me on hold. I then listened to him interacting like a completely normal human being with another person in his home. By the time I hung up the phone I was fairly certain he wasn’t going to murder anyone that day, but …. I’d be crazy to say that it didn’t strike a chord with me in some way that made me truly fascinated by the way our minds work in connection to sexual deviance and desires.

Over time I’ve learned there is FAR more to the sexual psyche than those previous categories I was so quick to stereotype. From guys who love to be teased and denied an orgasm altogether to the callers who literally want to be ignored or ridiculed as you go about whatever mundane task you happen to be doing at home. Then there’s the men who get off on forced intoxication. In other words, I will force you to take shot after shot after shot of liquor so you become so inebriated that you spend all your money on me. In the process of this, I ridicule him and find creative and unique ways of letting him know he’s less meaningful to me than the dirt on the bottom of my shoes. Oh, then there’s the guys who want to lick the dirt off the bottom of my shoes because, well…. That’s hot too, right? From stocking fetishes to spanking fetishes to the caller who would jerk off as I in painfully slow, intricate detail described to him what every single one of the teeth in my mouth looked like, I’ve come to find out over the course of the last year that just about anything you could conjure up in your mind…. there’s someone out there who will cum so fucking hard to that craziness!

Learning about these fetishes and communicating about them, asking the callers questions so that I understand more, and playing out their fantasies for them is something I genuinely enjoy doing, even if the fetish itself is not necessarily my cup of tea. One of my favorite calls was a very long role play fantasy where the guy wanted to time-travel back in time so he could impregnate his mother with himself. I mean, who gets to piece together the outrageous details of such a scenario and get paid to do it, customer satisfaction practically guaranteed? I mean, if you cum…. I’ve done my job, right? 😉 A year into doing phone sex, it now takes a lot to shock me and I am surprisingly able to go through the motions with crazy fetishes and taboos I’ve never seen or heard. In fact, I fucking love when someone comes up with stories so unique that it literally makes me laugh out loud – not because I think the person is weird, but because I’m genuinely entertained by the level of whimsy, fantasy, creativity, and all around storytelling that some people can bring into their process of getting off.

For myself, I obviously like older men and I like the idea of being overpowered in the bedroom, tossed around and played with and feeling so desired that it comes close to the brink of feeling “used.” I love a good spanking every now and then, and I am very much into pushing the boundaries of what me and my guy are capable of getting away with in public, adding a little bit of exhibitionism to my fetish shelf that I didn’t quite know I had before. I’ve definitely gotten into the whole “fantasy role play” world and enjoy dressing up in sexy little outfits, heels, and playful attire that will suit whatever “role” is being explored. Yet, there are many areas that still leave a bit of a question mark in my mind that I’m just not completely sold on yet. Forced intoxication, financial domination, sissy training, and cuckolding, to name a few.

Financial domination in particular is interesting to me and I’d love to know more, but quite frankly most of the FinDom guys on NiteFlirt are fakers who don’t come through. Even though they are begging to have their wallets raped, they still think they can tell the girl what to do and have their orders be delivered on demand. To me, a fetish isn’t fun if you’re not going to commit to it. That doesn’t mean you really have to empty your wallet for me if this is just a fantasy as opposed to a lifestyle, but it does mean you don’t get to boss me around like you’re in control, when what you’re asking for and calling me for is to control you. So even though I offer these services to my callers, I’ve yet to talk to the right guy who has really come through and sold the idea to me. If you’re reading this and think you’re that guy…. TRY ME. Give me a call and if you’re willing to commit, trust me…. I can and will fucking bring it.

So, I’d love to hear what kind of fantasies and fetishes you find intriguing, either because you’re aroused by it or just fucking intrigued. Do you consider yourself “vanilla” or “taboo” and why? Either comment here or send me a message through NiteFlirt so I can learn more about your kinks and your curiosities! Maybe you’re not even sure what your particular sexual fetishes are? Check out some of my audio goodies and explore some naughty and erotic adventures with me, even if it’s outside the niche that normally gets you off!