Sometimes life throws you a curve ball, like when your old standby allergy medicines apparently interact with your vertigo medicines and you find yourself confused all the time and sleeping 14 hours in a row. And then sometimes, life lobs you a softie, like when you follow your intuition on how to switch up your allergy treatments and find yourself fully energized again with wildly raging lust, having to practically pin your hands at your sides not to start masturbating from the moment you wake up. I think maybe my favorite days are ones where I finally have that burst of ability again after a time of feeling limited. When the question, “Is this going to last forever?” is answered with a resounding “No, you [read more...]
I had a fun afternoon yesterday with a cross-dressing, dildo-sucking slut of a caller. Just before I got online with him, I was talking to a new potential local lover, and I said, “I have to go now. I get to see a pretty sissy boy dressed up and sucking a giant dildo!” and his response was, “Wow. I think I’d like to watch that!” I didn’t think much of it, because duh, of course he would – it’s super fun! But near the end of the call, I mentioned the exchange to my caller (who… seriously… can shove a thick long cock down his throat, even it’s anchored to his desk and he’s wearing a collar — it’s a choke-inducing combination at that angle [read more...]
The best laid plans of mice and men / Often go awry (or something like that, depending on your translation to modern English). For the record, I’d rather be the best laid girl than have the best laid plans anyway. But on to the actual topic of this blog post. As plans go, it was a fine one: arrive in my new town on Sunday, have my stuff delivered on Mon or Tue or Wed, and have a friend visit to help me unpack on Thu-Sat while hub had to be out of town. The tiny little complication to the plan? Our stuff hasn’t been delivered yet. In fact, we don’t know when it will be delivered. We do know our truck has not yet [read more...]
The Hollywood-gorgeous Kiwi Candy and I were chatting today about callers we’ve shared in the nine months since she has skyrocketed to NiteFlirt fame. Background: she found my blog when she was first starting out, and at first I mentored her a bit, but we became friends as she kicked my ass in the ratings, and now I ask her advice as often as she does with me. It’s easy to bond in that vulnerable time of night that is made for fucking, that 10pm-2am window when both our defenses are a little lower and our minds are both set in sexy mode. We often keep each other company between calls. She’s as genuine as I am: she really loves phone sex, she really wants [read more...]

I started my non-mainstream sexual explorations as a submissive, and have morphed into a switch-leaning-dominant. This week, I invested a tremendous amount of energy and passion in my femdom identity, defending and celebrating male submissives not only on my blog, but also on comments on other blogs that were apparently intelligent enough to be requoted. So what was the perhaps inevitable response of the universe to ensure my life remains in balance? I had one of the craziest, most intense whirlwinds ever with … wait for it … a new dominant male caller. Everyone who saw that coming, raise your hand. Hmmm, everybody, huh? In retrospect, the only surprise is that I was surprised. The day we met, he called me twice, for a total [read more...]

I first opened erotic hypnotism listings last fall, but let them lie dormant for a while, because I didn’t think they reflected me very accurately. Frankly, they were too bitchy. So I rewrote them and started turning them on a couple of weeks ago now. If you’re interested, check out the new look here: http://www.niteflirt.com/hypno+galiana Since re-opening, I’ve had a few awesome successes. The most dramatic has been with a caller who called me a good deal last fall, but seemed a bit frustrated, as if he wanted me to take him further in some direction that neither of us could exactly put our finger on. Somehow, the combination of the last six months of experience, my relaxing horse tranquilizers, and my reading further on [read more...]

September 12, 2010 – almost a year ago – was the last I heard of Inception guy from my Heartbreak II post. Eleven months later, on August 12, 2011, he called me again. So much has changed with my internal landscape. When he found me last year, I was just starting out. I was learning my limits. I was expanding my horizons. I was exploring undiscovered countries in myself, boldly going with callers where no man had gone before, time and time and time again. And now, while I don’t feel jaded, with hundreds more hours of phone time under my belt, I do feel prepared, educated, and perhaps a bit better equipped to care for myself. During the year, I had found him on [read more...]

I started taking phone sex calls July 15, 2010, a few days after my husband took this picture of me in our kitchen to test the camera on his new phone. I hadn’t yet started writing my first version of my listing, because I didn’t yet know about NiteFlirt, but I had applied with a couple of dispatch phone sex services. I wrote blog posts about my quarter anniversary and my six-month anniversary. Then on July 15, 2011, I completely forgot to write about my 1-year anniversary. When I realized it, two very socially busy days later, I figured I’d wait until my blog anniversary (8/15) and do something then. On July 24, 2011, I got an email, with the subject line, “No?” and content [read more...]

I wrote about how much I remembered vs how much I wrote in this blog post (Memory and Notes), but when I went on my horse tranquilizers mid-May (2.5 months already?), I wondered what the effect would be on my memory. The other day I had a delightful call from a gent who has been keeping up with my blog (awwww, thank you!), and left me this feedback – I blame the typos on the ludicrously intense session he had just had with me: “Im so glad your feeling better and I’m so so glad I got to talk to you. I would beg for you anytime if the day. Thank you again” (side note: I shamelessly stole the idea to incorporate feedback into blog [read more...]

The other night, I had five calls, and I realized after the last one, they were all about blowjobs. Deeeeelicious. I just had to stop writing for a moment to go get a lollipop. I will clearly need something to suck on while writing this. Hooray for oral fixations! The first call was a nice, slow guided masturbation, but he was in the mood to tease me through my clothes, dammit. He was gently talking smut in my ear while telling me how to stroke myself, and I started begging for him to touch me, fuck me, shove his cock in my mouth, anything more than this tormented non-touch, please… He was standing over me, enticing me, and eventually gave in to my pleadings and [read more...]