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“Whilst sparrows circle”

Posted by Lyndee on May 23, 2009 under In Lyndee's Words, Laffy Taffy

…round and round, I lay upon the haystack, listening to the one and only Luscious Lyndee…  LOL, yeah… I always manage to get a laugh outta the guy, but today he gave me a huge one!  A self admitted, happily married fella, just looking for a little Saturday morning “pick me up”!

I normally don’t write about my clients on this blog, like I do over on the PinkPantyCafe’, but today I make exception!  I am sure he won’t mind.  Afterall, he loves my blog… and, he’s a REPUBLICAN!  Not that it matters that much.  No.  Really, it doesn’t. 

So, after a little idle chit-chat about the weather, the space shuttle’s inability to land in Florida today because of all of the fucking rain we’ve been having, and the pseudo-millionaires whose homes are now in foreclosure… we move along to his fantasy. 

I won’t go into the details of his fantasy, that’s just not cool.  Anyway, after the fireworks have gone off on his side, he laughs!  This isn’t anything out of the ordinary for him.  We all have emotion after orgasm or cumming… whatever y’all want to call it, and it just so happens that his is laughter!  Today, I decide to ask why he’s laughing at me, and he proceeds to tell me that he isn’t laughing at me, rather himself.  So, being the inquisitive gal that I am, I ask “what’s so funny?”

I am giggling as I type this, by the way!  So, client says, “I’m out in the barn, because it’s the only place I get any privacy.”  I giggle, and say, “oh, so your propped up against a hay stack?”  Client says, “yes, I am, and sparrows are circling above me all pissed off because they want to get to building their nests!”  I admit, I broke out in hyseterical laughter… I mean, it’s not everyday I get a client calling me from his barn.  In fact, this was a first! 

I guess the barn wasn’t so private afterall? 

Oh, if birds could talk?

Alright… it is STILL raining here in Florida.  It hasn’t really stopped since my last blog entry… I’m not sure if it will ever stop.  I mean, I’ve never seen anything like this.  Rain, day in and day out.  Oh, in Florida, we call it liquid sunshine, I forgot. 

Damn, if only I could get the same results from the “liquid” as I do the “dry”?  Sunshine.  I really enjoy laying out and tanning, so Mother Nature needs to give us a break down here, so that I can get out and enjoy some fucking sun!

I hope y’all have a safe, happy and enjoyable holiday weekend.  I will be available and taking calls on NiteFlirt throughout the weekend.  I really need to get to the gym here soon, since they are closed Sunday and Monday.  GREAT, so not only is the rain messing with my schedule, so is the gym. 

Oh well, on this Memorial Day weekend… let’s remember the good times and the great people of this great nation… those that have given, and those that continue to give of themselves so that we might all enjoy…

The rain and the sunshine!

Peace,

Luscious Lyndee

A “Hooker” on a rampage!

Posted by Lyndee on Jul 29, 2008 under Laffy Taffy

This hysterically comical “piece” was found by Ross over at PFM, and I laughed so hard that I almost….. well, never mind!  Anyway, I thought that I would share it with you, in hopes that it will make you laugh as hard as I did… 

Have a great day and enjoy the read!!!  Now, if I only knew who the Author was so that I could thank her…  

A disgruntled “Escort” rants on Craigs list…..

On with the RANTS!

Issue #1:

I have to voice this in the loudest possible way because I STILL get it…and I quote “I want to please you, to make YOU cum….tell me what you like…that’s all I want…”….If you gave me what I wanted it would be 5 bills and the sight of your back on the way out the door. Why are clients SO damn concerned with ‘making me cum’? The fact that they say they are only there to please me really really annoys the FUCK out of me. They are there to masturbate into me, and this is VERY different, ladies and gentlemen, from making love with your significant other. So guy’s please, who the FUCK are you kidding? We are emotional creatures, and just a little more complicated then just you plugging away at us and expecting for us to ‘cum’. Gross

Let’s just say ENOUGH with the solemn face and ‘serious talk’ after the session. You insisted I not put a raincoat on you when my mouth went down to the unknown, we wore protection (as I always do), and yet after the session you say “I’m OK right……?…..your clean?” Let’s define ‘clean’ as you put it. Do I take showers everyday? Yes. Do I get STD tested every 3 months? Yes. Do I always use condoms? Yes. Did I see 10 other clients that same week or even day as you? Yes. And 98% all went down on me. Now, even if I was completely honest with you, I can almost swear all those guys I saw in just this last week were not completely honest with me. Do I know this and still take the risk? Yes, and I am still an escort. I know stats, and educate myself immensly on health safety issues…sounds like you don’t but still see me….hmmmm…there has to be some level of responsibility that you take on when you see me….GET IT FUCK STICK?

NO, you cannot FUCK me without a condom. (Fact: I get this question about 1/50 people)…And needless to say THAT IS FUCKING GROSS! How many other escorts have you asked this question, that actually LET YOU!!?? You know what this means to me? That you have NOTHING to lose…as in for example “well fuck, I have _________(insert v.d here) already so why the hell not?” and that is fucking scary.

Fact: 90% of the men I see ARE married. (and quite honestly we probably make them better husbands, there wives don’t have to fuck them…they pay us…everyone is happy!)

And I quote again “ I’m married…..is that ok?” Why would it matter? It’s preferred. It hopefully means you have a life and will leave me the fuck alone after the session. Plus, how insulting is that question. As if I escort to find meaningful relationships with trustworthy men. Note to every dumb fuck out there….I am not looking for single men to date, better if you are involved.

I don’t care if other girls like it or “actually prefer it” (or that bullshit line you are feeding me), you CANNOT cum on my face, around it, in my mouth, or even near it. Put your legs up on the wall and flip them by your head, that way you can shoot it at your own face ya dip shit.

To the guys who have escorts girlfriends: Quit fucking acting like you have me all figured out. Do not lump me into the category of your trashy escort girlfriend who charges $200/hr. for full service. And goes by the handle “_________(insert name here) of Denver”. I charge $500 minimum now, because after the year of being at the bottom I now understand my self worth. She has been in the business 10 years and you think she is a top provider…..quit making me laugh. My chosen name also has a bit more thought process to it….then debbie does denver. Do not think you ‘know’ the escort community. If you and her have fucked up underlying problems because you know she fucks SOO MANY guys (gotta make those dollars) to support your loser ass…well don’t take it out on me. You’re a fucking idiot.

Ok guys, hygiene talk. Your breath smells of dog shit, maybe you know who you are…maybe not. BUT Guys please please please brush your teeth, wear deordant. Also when we are in missionary and your fat, short, bald-headed self is sweating to death on top of me, remember, I don’t like it you have no hair to refrain your sweat from falling in my face. Drape a sweat towel over your shoulders, that way when you’re half-way done jacking off inside me you can wipe your face and save me from your disgusting sweat fluids dropping all over my face!

Farting is disgusting and unacceptable on my part, but…then why do you do it? How fucking old or drunk are you that you don’t even say excuse me when you break wind?? Next time one of you assholes tries to lick my ass again, I’m cutting one loose. I already told you to keep your fingers and tounge out of my ass!

Oh yes….dry fingers HURT. Did you actually think over the last 2 minutes you gave me a wet slicky down there? Once I saw you I knew only alcohol would get me remotely turned on, and since you provided NONE of that, stop trying to shove your dry ass fingers in my gine. It’s called Lube, fuck stick.

I HATE HATE HATE men which big lizard size dicks. You could say I have a smaller vagina, or even a short canal. But I have been split before while you ram away and it puts me out of work for at least a week. Your blacklisted you fuckheads, I don’t like to be gutted or feel like my insides are bruising while you pound away with that meaty cock of yours. I hate you. If you came in 2 minutes, I think I would be fine….BUT noooo your stupid ass must have taken viagara so you could ‘last’ the ENTIRE goddamn time. Listen asshole, no one fucks the ENTIRE time. It’s not normal. If they did my cunt would fucking fall off….all you big guys out there..you only get 2 minutes before I become hostile. How about if I beat your dick off lubeless with a piece of sandpaper for 60minutes…how would you like that? fuck you guys.

Wait, the all time favorite hilarious priceless quote “ Let’s go on a REAL date sometime…..” does that mean you want to hang out with me for free?……ha……ha…..ha….(choke)….ha….ha…I’m choking how hard I’m laughing… Anyways, moving on..

Since we talked about big dicks, lets talk about limp dicks….nothing wrong with ‘em, they are cute little guys. However, the limp dick and I come at odds when you are still attempting to thrust inside me and the condom is falling off. Thus leaving it inside me. Just STOP, don’t fucking try anymore. Its not going to happen and I don’t want ANY piece of your dick skin touching me at all down there. Would you like a hand job?

And that brings me to my next point, why do you have to thrust sooo deep that you go past the shaft part of the condom? I rolled that baby down as far as I could and you still want your disgusting dick skin to touch me somehow. Just STOP, your dick doesn’t get longer the more you shove it in! You are just annoying me.

For the guys who want to “see my face” picture before I meet them, knowing very well I don’t show my face on the website. Fuck off. I have a fucking beautiful face and I KNOW it. Everyone loves my face, maybe too much. It is how I am successful and can pull in 5,000 a week. If I had a butt ass ugly face like you do, do you think I would still be charging $500 for the fucking hour? I KNOW my face and general appearance is fucking fantastic and I use it to my advantage.

Sure you can make out with my foot for an hour. No I will not wrap a rubber band around your penis head several times to help you not cum. You want me to dig my nails into your balls?? 

Don’t fucking squeeze my sides so hard you leave fingertip bruises! My boyfriend will see those!

I keep everything that is handed to me….don’t fucking ask me for change dip shit.

Green makes me smile and love you more : )

Hold your belly up when we are in doggy style it makes a fart-slapping noise if you don’t. I was kind enough to pull your belly back to find your dick just 5 minutes ago when I was on top….

I honestly laugh when you ask me why my skin is so soft. Let me tell you my routine. I am a bit obsessive compulsive when I comes to flesh to flesh skin cells rubbing off on me. I SCRUB myself every night with sugar and anything else I can find that is abrasive enough to make my skin raw. This is to get your distgusting skin cells and germs off me. Every time you touch me I think I will be expecially scrubbing that area extra hard tonight…your ‘soft’ touches make my skin crawl ya dirty old fucks.

Why is it I expect the worst when a client walks in or I show up? Ok so you have a gimpy arm that is shorter then the other arm with knubs for fingers and a bit deformed. Even your elfish body and rounded chest sets you apart from other guys. You need love too. Since no one but me will fuck ya, I go at it bravely. But why WHY WHY do you have to be so creepy with that arm? I tried to ignore it, and you then proceed to touch me with it and call them your “special fingers” and then shove your knubly deformed half fingered hand into my vagina trying to ‘pleasure’ me. Not only does that creep me out, but it really makes me wonder what karma I have put out for you to show up at my door. Why must I be punished? Therapy….I need it…

Stop drooling in my mouth and learn how to kiss….why is your tounge so fat? I can’t believe I just let him go down on me with those rotten ass teeth…I guess it was better then him trying to make out with me…..Gentlemen red onions are offensive…expecially on your breath!…I can’t stop staring at the bats in your cave…

No I will NOT dominate you, you are looking in the WRONG god damn section of EROS. You want ‘BDSM’ not “female escorts”. I DON’T get off sticking things in your ass and making you cross-dress. You couldn’t pay me enough….well maybe, but you’re a bunch of cheap bastards also, so fuck off. I want triple what I charge hourly.

Repeat, we are NOT dating. I am not your girlfriend. Stop thinking you are cool enough for me to be here if there was no money involved. I wouldn’t even fart your way unless you paid me. Much less show up and just “hang-out”. Don’t fucking tell me you love me, 3 clients this week already beat you to it. 

Cunt Eating….for the so-called “experts” Rule #1 Don’t spead my lips apart with your hands so far that they tear the inner soft skin on the vagina….how about I pull your pee hole in two different directions…hmmm?? It would rip the sides…wouldn’t it ? Fuck stick?? Rule #2 Don’t suck my clit and labia up into your mouth and catch it on your teeth…..lets say I rake my teeth over your cock? Wouldn’t that feel great?? Rule #3 Keep your tounge on the top or the bottom. The middle of my vagina is my pee hole…I don’t know about you but tounging my pee hole is NOT a turn on….it burns. Rule #4 Lick on TOP of the hood not under. There are 4,000 neves on my clit and it feels WAYYYY to sensitive. Kinda like your cock, JUST after you cum. With that said 80% of guys really really give bad head. That is just my personal observation.
If you ask to extend in the middle of a session, because you are just IN LOVE with me…as most usually are…then make sure you have enough to cover the time used buddy! You can’t refund my time asshole, and just because I didn’t want to get up and talk about business when you asked to extend in my compromising position…don’t take advantage of it and bring less then you think you will spend! Dumb fucks…

On a happy end note…I DO have to give some credit to the normal guys. The married ones who are stuck in a marriage and are very attractive and could literally get any younger female they wanted, but stay for the kids. Also the non- freaks, losers, ass-face, deformed, hanicapped, overly obese …etc..guys. who have a charming way about them, but decided not to pursue relationships they are not ready to commit to. I salute and respect you. Because you and I both know you can get an attractive girl, who is unsuspecting and sweet and thinks the best of people, to go home with you after you feed her lies just to get into her pants, and then act as if you care for awhile until the sex gets old then throw her out on her relationship wanting ass. Get smart ladies! Stop sleeping around and not using condoms half the time. Fact: My non escort girlfriends hardly ever use condoms…I yell at them. They are so slack….and I use to be. BUT I have learned, Men go after what you want. I understand my relationship to you is a client, provider on and there are no gray lines. That is what you are there for, and so am I. You, fantasy porn-star sex…me-benjamin franklins…and it works out.

SO STOP ASKING ME MY REAL FUCKING NAME!!!!! It’s none of your fucking business…this is a fantasy I fulfill for you…stop making it so fucking personal. I’m NOT your fucking girlfriend/wife (or want to be)….I’m just a sweet face…..

Seven types of SEX

Posted by Lyndee on Jun 24, 2008 under Laffy Taffy

According to top Sex Researchers, there are seven types of sex!  Sorry, I cannot resist sharing them with you…  my only question is, why isn’t phone sex listed?

The 1st kind of sex is called: Smurf Sex
This kind of sex happens when you first meet someone and you both have sex until you are blue in the face.

The 2nd kind of sex is called: Kitchen Sex
This is when you have been with your partner for a short time and you are so horny you will
have sex anywhere, even in the kitchen.

The 3rd kind of sex is called: Bedroom Sex
This is when you have been with your partner for a long time. Your sex has gotten routine
and you usually have sex only in your bedroom.

The 4th kind of sex is called: Hallway Sex
This is when you have been with your partner for too long. When you pass each other in
the hallway you both say “screw you.”

The 5th kind of sex is called: Religious Sex
Which means you get Nun in the morning, Nun in the afternoon and Nun at night.

The 6th kind is called: Courtroom Sex
This is when you cannot stand your wife any more.
She takes you to court and screws you in front of everyone.

And last, but not least, the 7th
kind of sex is called: Social Security Sex
You get a little each month. But not enough to live on.
Thanks to my good friend, CatCat for sharing these with me, so that I could share them with you and, then you could share them with others!!

Just playing around…

Posted by Lyndee on Jun 17, 2008 under In Lyndee's Words, Laffy Taffy

…on the internet for the past half hour or so!  I decided I wanted to know what the most “googled” words or phrases are!  Much to my dismay, “money” ranked #1… yes, and not so surprisingly “sex” was ranked the second most googled word!  Geeze, I thought for sure that it would have been reversed!  I guess money is more important to some, or a whole lot, over sex?  Hmmmmm….

So, also in the top ten are the words “I”, “it”. “Attorney”, “is”, “kama sutra” and “Victoria’s Secret”!  Haha, I think that is funny…  And, ranking right up there is “gay porn” … this one doesn’t shock me, however! 

I guess “phone sex” isn’t as popular as I thought it would be…

So, along with stocks, myspace, wikipedia and mininova, lays war sucks and Bush sucks as other top popular searches! 

Things that make you go Hmmmm? 

I hope y’all are having fun googling… which brings me to this question.  Why would people go onto Google and google the word google?  I suppose there’s a reason… kinda like people googling www.lusciouslyndeelovesphone.com , I guess?

PEACE!

P.S.  According to Reuters, Obama holds a very slim 2% margin lead over John McCain!  Two of the most recent additions to the list of most googled phrases, LOL!!!

How much is your ASS worth?

Posted by Lyndee on Jun 7, 2008 under Laffy Taffy

 

Derrie-Air

Seems there is a new airline flying the blue skies, appropriately named Derrie-Air!  That’s right, laugh my ass off… and, I can fly cheaper!!  At a time when gas prices are approaching an all time high, the airlines, too, are having to pass along the ass slapping.  So, step on the scales and weigh in!  At just $1.65 per pound, you too, can fly from Philly to Miami… One thing for certain, I am sure you won’t be bothered by those passengers that seem to always find their way into your seat, uninvited!!

Anyway, those in the Philadelphia area opened their newspapers this morning to the ads for this new airline… and  yes, it was a joke!  Myself, I think it is pretty funny, so decided to share!!

I hope ya’ll are having a nice weekend… talk to ya soon!

L-

Sunday Humor

Posted by Lyndee on Mar 30, 2008 under Laffy Taffy

Joke: For All Those Dirty Minds …
 

These may sound bad but the moral at the end is a good one…

I was scared at first.
It was very wide, and very long,
and it angled straight up.
I decided I had to try it once.
I slowly and carefully eased myself onto it.
It felt weird at first.
Then I got used to it.
I went up and down, and up and down on it.
I was really loving it.

Now I ride on escalators all the time.

I took my fingers and slowly,
and gently stretched it apart.
It was so pure and white.
I licked it once, twice … I found I couldn’t stop.
I licked it faster and faster, and harder.
I began to scrape my teeth against it.
There it was, in my mouth!
All sweet and creamy.
I was done.

And I threw away the outsides of my Oreo cookies.

I squeezed it gently at first,
then a little bit harder.
There seemed to be more and more of it
I moved it towards my lips.
It was a strange and new sensation for me.
I put it in my mouth
and moved it around and around with my tongue.
The time soon came when I knew I had to spit it out.
It was quite an experience.

The 1st time I tasted toothpaste.

They were both round and firm.
There was only the slightest difference between the two.
I took one in my hand and twisted it hard.
I used my other hand to grab the other one
and twist it hard the other way.

Now there’s a brighter light bulb in the living room.

It was very long, kind of thin.
I slid it between my fingers
until I got to the end of it.
I was turning it on.
It became firm in my hands,
and the end was wet.
Then it got very hard and began gushing out of the tip.

Then I took the garden hose and watered the bushes.

I knew it could be done.
I wanted to try but I didn’t know if I could do it.
I called my friend.
He said he knew how to do it and would teach me.
He put his arms around me and started.
I watched nervously in the mirror.
He finally finished and pulled back slowly.
I felt relieved that it was over.

I hate neckties.

It looked warm and dark, and juicy and inviting.
I wasn’t sure just what I wanted to do with it.
I carefully pulled it apart with my fingers to look into it better.
I knew how great it would be if I just started eating it.

But I decided to put ketchup on my burger.

MORAL???

It is not the word that corrupts the mind, but the mind that corrupts the word.

Thanks, Laura

Posted by Lyndee on Jan 30, 2008 under Laffy Taffy

I needed this today…..


HAVING MOM OVER FOR DINNER

You don’t even have to be a mother to enjoy this one…

Brian invited his mother over for dinner. During the course of the
meal, Brian’s mother couldn’t help but notice how beautiful Brian’s
roommate, Jennifer, was. Brian’s Mom had long been suspicious of a
relationship between Brian and Jennifer, and this had only made her
more curious.

Over the course of the evening, while watching the two interact, she
started to wonder if there was more between Brian and Jennifer than
met the eye.

Reading his mom’s thoughts, Brian volunteered, ‘I know what you must
be thinking, but I assure you Jennifer and I are just roommates.’

About a week later, Jennifer came to Brian saying, ‘Ever since your
mother came to dinner, I’ve been unable to find the beautiful silver
gravy ladle. You don’t suppose she took it, do you?’

Brian said, ‘Well, I doubt it, but I’ll send her an e-mail just to be
sure. So he sat down and wrote:

Dear Mom,

I’m not saying that you ‘did’ take the gravy ladle from the house, I’m
not saying that you ‘did not’ take the gravy ladle. But the fact
remains that one has been missing ever since you were here for dinner.

Love, Brian

Several days later, Brian received an email back from his mother that
read:

Dear Son,

I’m not saying that you ‘do’ sleep with Jennifer, I’m not saying that
you ‘do not’ sleep with Jennifer. But the fact remains that if
Jennifer is sleeping in her own bed, she would have found the gravy
ladle by now.

Love, Mom

LESSON OF THE DAY – NEVER LIE TO YOUR MOTHER

A little TRUTH comedy…

Posted by Lyndee on Jan 22, 2008 under Laffy Taffy, Videos

No Pants Day 2008

Posted by Lyndee on Jan 14, 2008 under Laffy Taffy

What to Wear
If you aren’t the type who likes to spend time in jail for indecent exposure, the organizers of No Pants Day suggest you wear one (or more) of the following:

  • Boxer shorts
  • Briefs
  • Boxer briefs
  • Bloomers
  • Panties

I hope you all plan on participating this year….LOL!!!

Oldie but goodie!

Posted by Lyndee on Dec 6, 2007 under Laffy Taffy

Invariably I get this email about 25 times during the holidays…and, each time I do, I proceed to laugh my ass off… had to share!

Holiday Tequila Fruit Cake Recipe!?

1 cup of water
1 tsp. baking soda
1 cup of sugar
1 tsp. salt
1 cup of brown sugar
Some Lemon juice
4 large eggs
Some Nuts
1 bottle tequila (preferably Jose Cuervo Gold, or better yet, Hornitos)
2 cups of dried fruit

Sample the tequila first to check the quality. Take a large bowl and check
the tequila again to be sure it is of the highest quality, it is best to pour
one-level cup and drink. Repeat. Turn on the electric mixer. Beat one
cup of butter in a large fluffy bowl. Add one teaspoon of sugar.
Beat again. At this point it’s best to make sure the tequila is
still OK. Try another cup… just in case. Turn off the mixerer
thingy.

Break 2 leggs and add to the bowl and chuck in the cup of fried
druit. Pick the frigging druit up off floor. Mix on the turner.
If the fried druit gets stuck in the bleaterers just pry it loose with a
drewscriver. Sample the tequila again to check for tonsisticity.

Next,sift two cups of salt. Or something. Check the tequila. Now shift
the lemon juice and strain your nuts. Add one table. Add a spoon of
sugar, or somefink. Whatever you can find. Greash the oven. Turn
the cake tin 360 degrees and try not to fall over. Don’t forget to
beat off the turner. Finally, throw the bowl through the window.
Finish the tequila and wipe counter with the cat. Nobody likes
fruitcake
anyway!

CHERRY MISTMAS!