Mexico here I come!!!

Well I just made plans with some of my family to take off to Mexico for a few months. We have one niece that is turning 15 so we are going to be planning and having her quiencinera and I have a cousin that is getting married so we have a big Boda to plan too... I can't wait, it's been a few years since I have had the chance to get down that way! I am going to miss you so much though but I promise that I will let you know the day that I get back no matter what time it is!!!

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Lucero

WoooooHoooo It's Friday!!!

It’s Friday! Almost done with work also. This week has been so hectic. Everything seemed rushed, keeping up was a chore. I really enjoy my job, but my phonesex job is much more enjoyable. I have been thinking, is it possible to become addicted to your job? I think I am lol. When I am sitting at my desk, watching all the higher ups walk in and out of my boss’s office I can’t help but wonder…did Mr. Henson call me last night? I wonder what Mr. Jenkins thinks about when he is outside staring out into space as his steaks sizzle away on his BBQ. With all this thinking comes the “what if’s”. What if one of them did call me Would they know my voice? Would they really open up and get nasty and tell me all those hidden secrets they never told a soul? Could I get a big raise out of them and use the information against them? lol. I am seriously thinking of telling some of them what I do in my free time. Just to see if they would call me. I know they think about me, I can tell by the way they glance at me, smile at me, and those accidental touches; you know the one’s, they walk by and lean in to close while they reach for a file on the other side of you just so they can brush up against your tits. My mind has been racing all week, it excites me to know that I could have the Chairman of the Board by the short hairs after he tells me on the phone in a very low and hushed voice that he likes to dress up like Barbie and have a buddy of his dress up like G.I. Joe while they play tea party then have anal sex in an oversized dollhouse! Oh the possibilities!

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Lucero

Road of Insanity

I have been on vacation, a lovely little jaunt down the west coast, on the beautiful US 1 in California. Who the hell made that fucking thing?????? People on leave from the insane assylum?? For heaven’s sake, there is no straight part to this thing, just turn after turn after turn. No guard rails, small lanes, people in over priced cars doing 110 mph coming at you with a look of pure terror on their face. There was one point in the road where we were assending, I looked to the driver and for a brief moment they looked at me, I grabbed their hand and in unison we screamed OH GOD!!!! Right in front of us was nothing, just blue sky. I thought for sure we were gonna pull a thelma and louise. The driver made the turn, hurtling us down this deep reviene only to be met with another crazy assed sharp turn. We needed to get off the road, the driver was white as a sheet and I was almost crying in fear. We kept going between sinner: OH SHIT!!! and saint: OH GOD!!! After we finally were able to exit this death trap road we started laughing, it was the kind of laughter you get when you have dodged bullets and were finally safe. Now don’t get me wrong, it was beautiful, but not beautiful enough for me to want to die there. So, a small bit of advice for those of you that have never driven on this road, but might be thinking it’s a good idea….bring a few pair of clean undies, pray like mad and get ready to make up swear words and yell them at the top of your lungs, or better yet, just don’t travel the damn thing.

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Lucero

Foot Fettish

I have had a lot of very interesting calls, but this one was something new. We began the call by me showing up at his door with a petition (no Raven not the same petition lol.) He was polite, invited me in. I walked in and the next thing I knew he grabbed me and took me to his bedroom. My wrists where savagely tied with rope which was then tied to the bed posts. I begged, I pleaded, I got pissed off. I fought back with everything I had. He tied my ankles in the same fashion. Then he took my shoes off and started to suck my toes though my stockings. I was being FOOT RAPED! When I started to curl my toes to try to get away from the feel of his cock and mouth they were hit with a cane, can you say MOTHERFUCKTHATHURTS!!! Because that’s what I said! I howled in pain, he kept telling me to be quiet, so I was. It ended with me pumping my feet up and down on his hard cock. I have never had a call like this before, but I will tell you what. I hope I get one again, it was fun doing something new. Thank you footman!

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Lucero

Humor Day

Here are some cute jokes for all to enjoy.

1. A man bumps into a woman in a hotel lobby and as he does, his elbow goes into her breast. They are both quite startled.
The man turns to her and says, “Ma’am, if your heart is as soft as your breast, I know you’ll forgive me”. She replies, “If your penis is as hard as your elbow, I’m in room 221.”

2. One night, as a couple lies down for bed, the husband starts rubbing his wife’s arm. The wife turns over and says “I’m sorry honey, I’ve got a gynecologist appointment tomorrow and I want to stay fresh”. The husband, rejected, turns over. A few minutes later, he rolls back over and taps his wife again. “Do you have a dentist appointment tomorrow too?”

3. Bill worked in a pickle factory. He had been employed there for a number of years when he came home one day to confess to his wife that he had a terrible compulsion. He had an urge to stick his penis into the pickle slicer.. His wife suggested that he should see a sex therapist to talk about it, but Bill said he would be too embarrassed. He vowed to overcome the compulsion on his own. One day a few weeks later, Bill came home and his wife could see at once that something was seriously wrong. “What’s wrong, Bill?” she asked. “Do you remember that I told you how I had this tremendous urge to put my penis into the pickle slicer?”
“Oh, Bill, you didn’t” she exclaimed. “Yes, I did.” he replied. “My God, Bill, what happened?” “I got fired.” “No, Bill. I mean, what happened with the pickle slicer?” “Oh…she got fired too.”

I know they are old, but they still make me chuckle just a bit every time I see them. Have an awesome day!

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Lucero

Summer is on it's way.......

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Juicy Pussy

Sometimes I don’t wear panties. For instance if I am going out on a Saturday night with a tight little black skirt - I don’t like panty lines. But there are some things I notice more so if I am not wearing panties. The outer lips of my pussy end up slick and wet without the silky panty crotch absorbing all the juice. It can smear against my upper thighs when I sit down and when I cross my legs. Also I often worry that my warm drink will get onto the skirt … seeping through and showing everyone what a wet snatch I have in public. There’s an embarrassment involved … though it would also be rather sexy.

Sometimes knowing how wet I am can be a turn on, especially in public. It’s so exciting that sometimes while sitting and squirming in a chair a bit… I can send a short light mini orgasm into my pussy. It isn’t nearly as intense as a normal orgasm, and actually all it really does is make me want to get fucked more … but still I like that feeling of being super excited for extended periods of time. Also it gets me wetter of course, which results in more excitement. And the more excitement involved then the more my hips wiggle without any intentional choice. It can make the muscles in my thighs tighten. It can make me slide carefully rubbing my pussy on the bar stool as I get up from it. These things tend to increase as the night goes on.

My clit starts to get these really tingly good feelings. During regular sex of course the tingles run deeper inside, but in the situation I am describing it is a very specific area (my clit) that gets teased. Often I slip into the toilet stall and give it a flick or two for good measure, and to keep its activity up! By that point I can usually smell it with my skirt hiked up around my waist as well. I have intentionally dropped things while sitting down, that some gentleman has picked up for me and I wonder if he can smell me as his head passes my hips.

So you see there are good reasons for girls to wear panties. If I don’t I can find myself in some kind of “situation” shall we say … but then again Saturday night is coming soon and I’ll be out. Should I wear panties or not? Who will I seduce?

The Smutt Dream

Yesterday I had what I guess was a migraine headache. I wasn’t real sure and had to ask someone I knew about them. It wasn’t horrible or anything, just annoying as I am not used to headaches without a hang over lol. But I ended up finishing my day earlier than normal. I honestly can not do, and have a fun phone call if I don’t feel well. I want to enjoy myself too, and it’s impossible when you are not feeling like your normal self.

But interestingly, due to the lack of sex during my normal day - I had a wickedly naughty sex dream. It was one of those very vivid ones where you almost FEEL it. Apparently I was feeling this one lol as I woke up in the middle of a very intense orgasm. It was a really long and slow throbbing sensation. It was so strong that literally it woke me up. I’m damn glad it did, of course, or I might not have remembered it! I felt great this morning too lol!

My boyfriend always says I am a little nymphomaniac - that I need too much sex. He says I am horny every waking moment, but I am also horny in my sleep too lol!

Cubical Craziness

This past week was super hectic with calls! I spoke to a guy on Friday who will of course remain nameless… but HE will know who he is! He was so hot…. I think we talked at least an hour, probably a little more. This was a totally new guy to me, and we talked a lot the other services he has used in the past. How crazy is it to spend $3.99 per minute and know that the girl is sitting in some cubicle? He had tons of bad experiences with that type of phone sex service. He said, “the operators make it obvious that they hate their job”. I thought that was interesting! How could any woman with a decent sex drive hate being a phone sex operator?

It is a wicked cool job. I work from home, I can study all day as I continue to work on my Master’s Degree in between calls. I don’t have some ugly boss standing over my shoulder. I can be in my nightie during a call or fully dressed with hair done etc. I can make damn good money that covers all my schooling costs, my living expenses, and my weekend entertainment. I get lots of FUN in this work for sure. I don’t just mean all the masturbation lol, I also mean that most callers are just great men to talk to! I just enjoy talking about mundane stuff with them, and consider many them to be my friends. Something about phone sex just totally intrigues me though, can’t explain it, can’t get over it, and can’t deny it. There is something really cool about doing something so private (masturbation) and being open about it with a total stranger! I love it so much I can’t say enough about it! I love those sounds that a man makes while he is doing his dirty deed. It is a thrill, a turn on, almost in itself a taboo! Thank goodness I don’t work in some stuffy office!

pondering

I love to ponder things… I am naturally analytical. I use that as a talent because I know how to make it work best for me. For instance: I use it sexually….

I have a motive for every item I wear. Every move I make seductively in public is calculated. I tease with intent … and the longer the tease lasts, then the more I like it. I mean it when I do it, and I am well aware how I can use my feminine “power” to my advantage.

I am also very decisive. I narrow my view to a certain guy in a club. Usually it’s a guy who appears a little shy, or less attention seeking than his friend. The guy who makes quick eye contact with me and looks away … but I can always keep catching him peeking at me. I like those types of guys … the perfect ones to tease. I can always catch him in my web.

One of my favorite callers

How I wish I had the time to write everyday. I just get too busy with doing calls and the like. Some days I barely get a break! (lucky lucky lucky me!) I wish I could write more often because I have these great little stories to tell about my callers. Today a guy I’ll name *M* called me who was totally new. He was very sweet and said he was totally new to the whole phone sex thing. He said he looked around at tons of sites and they turned him off. I wasn’t sure what he meant so I got inquisitive. He basically said my site was obviously “amateur” and “welcoming”. I just thought it was a real nice compliment since it is my intention to be that way! So then he told me that a good friend of his actually told him he should try phone sex - that it was lots of fun. I expected it to be a female that introduced the idea to him but it turns out to have been a male friend. I was shocked that guys talked about it but apparently it was true…. and *M*’s friend was right because he said he totally enjoyed our time together! He even sent me the sweetest little email message and we found out that we had a lot in common with each other (he is the same age as me). The cool thing about it is that he was such a nice guy…… that I might have never had the chance to talk to if it wasn’t for my job!

Weird Morning

OK I did something really weird for me today. First of all I woke up early and felt great. Partly due to a mini warm spell we have. OK so 50 degrees is hardly warm, but after the snow and cold weather we’ve had recently — it felt like spring. So I opened the door this morning and I could smell spring in the air and I threw on some really frumpy sweats and went for a walk…LIKE AN OLD WOMAN.

When it comes to exercise I don’t try to kill myself, instead I do yoga. First of all it’s an ancient and modern way to sculpt your body. You can take it as far as you want to — either keeping tone or to build muscles. I, personally, do not like the look of a woman all worked out … just looks gross to me since I feel women are supposed to be soft and feminine.

Another great benefit of yoga is the flexibility. I can get into positions that non-yoga people can’t. Do you get my meaning? uh yes it’s about sex and of course it is.

So that was my morning — walking with the old women.

pampering

I don’t pamper myself enough. But I just do not have the time or the inclination. Besides its queer to do ya know? Like will I attempt the “home spa time for Luce” thing but it’s weird. I start thinking “uh this is for people with too much time on their hands”. I’d rather go to the local spa and be waited on. So that’s what I did today and it was so great. We have a nicely priced spa here, not too ritzy not too dumpy - just right. I was massaged, I had my pores cleaned and a fascial (not the type you’re thinking of), I had my hair done, I had a pedicure (summertime means sandals), I had the whole job. So refreshing to let someone else do all the work for me! I asked for a male to massage me and yes it was totally for the erotism factor — and it was great. A big burly muscle guy rubbed me every which way… six ways til Sunday even. I liked it. Now with a teasing massage who will phone bone me?

In no hurry for Wedding bells

I’m in no damn hurry for wedding bells, that’s for sure. I just feel that it is something you REALLY need to be ready for, it’s a huge life change. So I have this girlfriend who is ready, I guess. We just had her bachelor-ette party last weekend. She is marrying a dentist and he is a really great guy, but I know she won’t tell him everything that happened at her party! We started the night at a local club that we go to often and started drinking pretty early… or at least earlier than I am used to.

It got pretty raunchy, and the bride-to-be did some pretty wild stuff. I’m not complaining - I sorta like rauchy. We had a male stripper come in to perform for us. What a gorgeous guy…. a black guy actually. His “package” was one of the biggest I have ever seen!! It is funny how you add a little booze to girls and they get totally out of hand. A few friends who came to visit from Ohio took this guy back to their hotel room. I was fairly hung over so I haven’t gotten the FULL scoop of what happened yet. I have GOT to hear this one lol.

Tonight I did a call with *T* who is a really cool guy from California. We have been talking forever and he is bi, he loved hearing the story from the bachelor-ette party. The funny thing is he used to be a male dancer actually - so he filled me in on what my friends “probably” did with the black dancer! He told me stories about horny women taking HIM back to their hotel rooms and I have to admit - I got damn turned on! I think I might have missed out on some serious fun!