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I think if you are reading this blog, you are one of my callers who knows me fairly well. Yeah – we can debate the word “know” and how well do you really know me, etc. etc. but I’m using “know” in a general sense of the word. You may not “know” me in the bibical sense of the word, but you know my little quirks and pet peeves, and you know what gets me off, and what kinds of books I enjoy reading. In the familiar sense of the word “know” you “know” me. What is the one thing I just can not for the life of me tolerate? Besides spiders? (taps fingers against the desk waiting for the right answer…) EXACTLY! I hate SILENCE during phone calls. There are a few exceptions to the rules – and you all know who you are – but for the most part if you are able to have and hold a conversation with me, you best open up your mouth and communicate. It’s not that I think you’re working for me and that I don’t know my place in the phone sex workforce fantasy or anything – I just really need input/feedback/direction so that I know where I’m going and if I’m going in the right direction and if I’m even in the right state! If you let me know what is going on in the beginning of the call – and gently (and quietly if need be) give me a few destinations, I’ll be fine. Honest. I have a really great imagination. I can create things so elaborate that I surprise myself sometimes. I admit that at times I really am horny, too, so I prefer to create fantasies that we both can share and get off on. I just figure it’s better that way. But this weekend I had about 3 callers who really said nothing for the entire length of the call. I literally had to speak to myself for 20 minutes of one call, forcing questions onto the participant (laughing at the word by the way because he wasn’t one!) and going no where quick. I finally just put my head back and moaned for the last 5 minutes praying to the phone sex princess that the call be over. I know this is not the type of thing one wants to read on Monday. I’m probably sinking quickly with my less than popular post on Sarah Palin (Pallin?) and now this one reminding you all of the ills of my “job” – but I had to do it. Because after this I will no longer mention it. Right now it is written forever in CeCe’s Kingdom that silent callers will be dismissed of unless prior arrangements have been made. PLEASE NOTE THAT IF I HAVE BEEN TALKING TO YOU FOR THE PAST YEAR OR TWO AND YOU WOULD CONSIDER YOURSELF TO BE OF THE SILENT NATURE – THIS POST IS NOT FOR YOU! If I have spoken to you for the past year – months – 2 years – somethin like that, don’t even worry. We “work” together if you’re silent or don’t talk a lot. Usually this means that you’ve written to me before hand and explained your fantasy to me, your situation or whatever, and we have worked it out. Please don’t get all sensitive on me and think that I mean you in this post. I do not! The people that need to read this probably aren’t anywhere near my journal. Which renders this post pointless. But I will continue and say that I am going to start blocking silent callers who give nothing to the fantasy/experience. I’m not the flirt for you. I will physically come through the phone and shake you awake, and I’m not violent. Often. You gotta say somethin to play with me, boys. If you’re not into talking – then please take a look around my site and click on the “custom recording” section. That is what you’ll want. A custom recording. That way you can sit and be silent and not irritate me. I gotta do something so I don’t go insane. “So… what do you get into?” “anything.” “Um – so what were you wanting to speak about tonight – what gets you off?” “Oral sex”. “Oh! Great. Well… let’s do a role play then! Maybe I should be the next door neighbor or something and I can come over because I want to use your pool and…” (silence) “How does that sound…? ” Silence…then a faint “ok.” “Alright then. Um – I’m going to knock on your door now… do you want me to just tell you the story or do you want to play along?” Silence. “Hello?” Silence. “Hello?!” “Yeah?” “Hon – are you not in a place where you can talk?” Silence.

You get the picture.

Speaking of custom recordings … I’m going to be doing one later today (I keep postponing it, hon…sorry!)for a new client of mine. I am so excited. I know that you all can’t speak to me as often as you’d like with things being the way they are in the world…so I’d like to offer the recordings as a gentle weaning of sorts. You can have me in your ear whenever you’d like for a fraction of the price. If you have something specific JUST for you – then custom is what you want. The price will be a bit more – but we can discuss it and come to an agreement. If it’s something general then I can create the recording and set it up on my website where others might enjoy it too. You’ll pay a bit less than you would for a custom – but you’ll still have something that will excite you and tide you over for the twice a month call allowance you’ve put yourself on. *wink*. For those of you who miss me due to my schedule change, this may also be an option for you. You can find the form to fill out by clicking on the “recording” button above in the menu. And for the love of all that is good and holy, if you really are not a great communicator on the phone and can not bring yourself to write a note to me and explain your fantasy to me – or a list of things you’d like me to say/do to help YOU get off, then you may want to consider putting in a request for a custom recording. I promise you I will not be driving you crazy by asking you if you like something – or if you are still there – or to speak or anything like that in the recording. I pretty much know I’ll be speaking to myself and I can sit back and weave myself into a great little fantasy for you. I will enjoy myself – and won’t have to block you for being difficult and driving me to drink. Deal?

This is CeCe – and I approve this message.

As promised – I have a little treat for you. Even though it is “for sale” – I am offering first dibs at my valentines gallery that will be uploaded later on this month (or the beginning of next) – for a mere $10.00. Yeah. You heard me correctly! So for 10 little dollars you get 16 pictures of yours truly in a little pink bra (with hearts) in various states of undress. Enjoy.

I have also uploaded a special little podcast just for my lovers out there on this special day which is totally and completely FREE! Mmmhm. That’s right!

But wait – there is more! I’ve taken a little bit of a look at transactions in February – and all those callers who were on the phone with me for at least 14 minutes (get it? *grin) are getting an additional little treat. Please check your emails by tomorrow afternoon to see if you are one of those lucky recipients!

I truly wish for you all to have a great Valentine’s Day. Remember all the people who have been touched by you (I mean that sentimentally not perversely – well – maybe both!) – and how lucky they are to have been blessed by you – in addition to all those who have touched your hearts over the years and how blessed YOU are to have been blessed by them. There are many of you who have deeply touched my life in so many different (and perverse and delightful and loving and endearing) ways and I am remembering you all on this very special day.

I will be working for just a few more minutes here and then wrapping up early. If you did not catch me today due to my sleeping in a bit later than I had counted on (was dreaming about carbon 6 – sorry) or just missed me due to my logging out a bit early (gotta work out, buy a few cards for my family, and study some government for tomorrow’s class and go to bed early!) you can catch me tomorrow – Friday. You’ll FOR SURE see me at 10:00PM – but I may log in earlier after classes if I feel up to it before I get a nap in. Yup. I said nap.

Hugs and kisses to you. And thanks for being my valentine this year! xoxox

Jackson was not the only one who was suffering though. I found myself slowly slipping into this dreary rain induced coma. I had lots of projects to do – lots of new ideas to implement – but I could not find the energy to break thru the huge amount of code hell that poured down relentlessly around me. Um – not around me – ON me. With each project I felt that there was more and more and still more to accomplish. I was rowing along not so gently down the stream and I wasn’t getting anywhere. It wasn’t the type of depression really that I sometimes drift into around certain days – it was more about being frustrated. Overwhelmed. Fed – up.
So I called on a few people to help me out – some who were experiencing their own weather-causing hell – and some who really had no idea what to do to help me because I was so drenched I couldn’t even effectively communicate what exactly I needed! The AGONY!

A few days passed – and a few patches of sunlight managed to make an appearance before the rain proceeded – but I had some relief. But then before any rainbow could appear, the rains would come again.

Then Monday happened. Not a cloud in the sky. Blue skies – smiling at me. Nothing but blue skies. I don’t know what changed besides the weather – but I felt just the tiniest bit of … hope. I sat down – I discussed what I needed with SBJ, Tiffers, and Doc. I googled till I couldn’t google any more – and then I did something that amazes even me. I fuckin did it. Fuckin’ is so necessary right now. I downloaded the fuckin plug in – I uploaded the fuckin plug in – I read the directions backwards and forwards – promised endless blowjobs to Doc if he could help me figure out what the hell I was doing wrong to cause the damn fuckin thing to not load – and together we did it. We absolutely did it. I did it. It was my last minute ditch attempt to find a work around to something that hopefully eventually will be better – but for now it looks pretty damn good to me. This morning I woke up – ok, ok, ok – this AFTERNOON I woke up (I went to bed at 7:00AM – installing that fuckin plug in and talking to my callers in between – thank you ALL!!!) and sat down and started again. I found the damn RSS feed – though I am afraid to even mention it out of fear I’ll lose it again!, I found a website where I can upload my podcasts and where they will give my podcasts meaning (rss feeds, etc.), I uploaded and linked my voice samples to my listings (I maybe should have done 1 individual one per listing – but for now it’s set up as a play list – each time you push play it will cycle thru 3 voice samples… ), I worked out in between my accomplishments – took some more calls – redeemed 2 gift certificates for lovely presents on my wish list, received a pretty fricken terrific tribute from SBJ along with 3 cds (Free To Be You And Me, Carole King’s Tapestries, Carole King’s Greatest Hits), a dvd of FTBYAM, a book (FTBYAM), and a packet of about the loveliest pens EVER!, Vday chocolates and candy from Doc (he just knew I needed sustenance to continue on my hell-acious journey!) and several dozen calls from Tiffy (resulting in orgasmic bliss) to power me along. I realized as I jumped over hurdle after hurdle (once I got momentum that is) that I was actually now having a little bit of fun.

So I’m good. I have miraculously (well – thru drive, tears, sweat and many long pm’s and emails from my support staff – lol!) installed a plug in that will allow you all to listen to my podcasts – right here on the diary. I have also signed up for half a dozen pod communities where my show – YTWD – Come Dream With Me – will air proud and strong every Monday – starting Wednesday (lmfao) January 30, 2008. I did purchase the domain: YTWD Radio, which is still in the works. Eventually that will be the home for my podcast – but it is no longer detrimental/crucial. It will happen when it happens…

I will post the podcast to this very post after I have completely edited it. It’s running a bit long at the moment – but it might be due to the fact that I had to use 5 minutes to explain a whole lot about NF – not everyone who hears it will be a customer of mine – but here’s hoping (with in reason and time restraints) that many will be. Thank you to EVERYONE for helping me endure this mighty huge hurdle. A lot of you shouldered a lot of my anger, frustration, tears and sweat and I’m so damned relieved that I have something to fuckin’ show for it! Thank you SBJ (for the books, mic, pens, cds, gifts, etc!), Tiffers (for the coding support, shoulder, ear, pm box, cheers of elation when I succeeded, and presents – you know the ones I’m referring to!), Doc (for the candy, chocolates, cds, reading the directions slowly and carefully and making suggestions even though I snapped at you plenty of times for giving them to me, and for finally stumbling on the message board/comments where we found the one who helped me the most. What is his name, again? And yeah – I know I owe you blow jobs and sex for the rest of my life.), and even Rolf who managed to call me from Spain for a few minutes and briefly listened while enduring food poisoning to my woes and tribulations. And thank you Mama Tee. Even though you push me endlessly to be more independent and rely a bit more on my own resources and reading comprehension – I never really understood (or appreciated) how that would be valuable to me at times like this – when life and other circumstances render you unable to be at my beck and call. I learned a lot – as painful as it was – and while there is still so much more to learn, I feel that I can handle it. I still need you, you know – but at least I have a great appreciation for the things you have done for me – and a greater appreciation for the things I can accomplish when I’m pushed to the limit. You’re still my bff and I love you.

So to everyone who helped me thru yet another CeCe drama… This podcast is for you.

So anyways – I grew up very sheltered and very INNOCENT.  It’s hard to believe – but that, dear friends, is the honest (to God) truth.  What happened to me happens to every pastor’s kid.  I started to rebel.  I figured all the things that I wasn’t allowed to do were things that I HAD to do.  I set out to do as many of these “sinful activities” as I could.  And I had fun crossing each of these naughty activities off my list.  There was smoking at first, which then led to drinking, which then led to heavy petting with older more experienced people (boys AND girls alike), then there was masturbation, and sex, and porn, and….niteflirt. LOL!  The road to ruin is fast and furious, as my grandmother use to tell me.

Why did I bring all this up?  Oh yeah!  I remember… (blushes)

So yesterday I was minding my own business.  Being the sweet and innocent teen that we all know and love – when suddenly, out of the clear blue yonder CeCe gets a call!  *ring ring* Hello – I say.  Hello – he says.  I am doing a survey and I would like to ask you a series of questions.  Ok – I tell him.  And I settle down into what I think is going to be a quick and painless call – for approximately 5 minutes. 

Booooooy was I dead wrong!

This “interview” turned into a confession of where I had the most kinkiest sex (underneath the awning of my father’s Pastor’s Study at the church…) which turned into a fantasy.  I couldn’t actually fuck or even PRETEND to fuck inside of the church that I grew up in so I changed the story a little bit.  I fucked a Priest.  (hangs head in shame).  I let him bend me over the altar and shove various statues into my teen vagina – and then I let him “cleanse” me with his um… tool from God.  You want to laugh – but you’re afraid you’ll be sent to hell, aren’t you?  As a matter of fact, I’m sure alot of you are closing out this window and running to sprinkle yourself with holy water, aren’t you?

But then there are the few of you – like my caller – and my new friend, Joe (Hi baby! I saw your comment even though it gives an error.  I am still trying to fix it – but wanted to let you know I saw it and appreciate you and adore you!) are turned on by the thought of a little catholic outfitted slut asking the priest to help heal her from her extra-curricular fucking activities. 

Joe suggested I make a recording, and I just might have to in a week or so.  You don’t even have to comment about it after you listen to it (and I know a few of you will – stop trying to be altar boys and admit you’re turned on, damn it!! lol!) just send me an email and let me know how much you enjoyed it. Hahah!!

Which brings me to another point.  In a week I will be dying to make more recordings.  I have some time before I start my late start classes (in April…) and will be doing alot of things around here.  I plan on offering some tame photos of yours truly in a little gallery (payable thru nf, of course, for a littttle fee), making a place for some stories (I am pretty good at expressing myself and think that you’ll enjoy my stories!), and also having a place where you can get to my recordings all in one nice organized location.  I REALLY want to hear from you, though, on what types of stories and recordings you’d like to hear.  I can make custom ones for you – I can make ones about MOST subjects – and can definitely make arrangements with some of you naughtier boys if you want something really really really custom and for your eyes only.  Just let me know via email (celinawetdreams at gmail dot com) or yahoo messenger (celinawetdreams) and I’ll do my best to satisfy you.

Sound like a deal? 

I was on pretty early this morning cumming like a maniac with Joe, Neal, Joe, Badboy, Joe (lol!) so I’m not on right now.  I need time to recover and clean up, too!  But I will be on later on this evening to see what type of trouble I can get into.  There has to be a few of you who had crushes on the Pastor’s daughter and wanted to play with her during communion!  Confess.  We can repent later. 

I will be going around California enjoying the coast – swimming in the pool in my new bikini, tantalizing all the old men who are there with their fat, unattractive wives (oops – did I write that outloud???!!!) and dressing up and going on little tours with the other happy people on Royal Carribean!  I can not wait I can not wait I can not wait. 

So a few of you may be asking yourselves right now  – “CeCe!!! What in the world are you doing up so late?!  Shouldn’t you be getting lots of rest?” To which I would answer you, “No, silly Mister!  Tonight is for tying up loose ends, being on line to catch all you poor men who have to work this week before I take off – Packing and curling my hair for the big take off – and making sure my listings are all in order. Besides – I’m young.  I don’t need much sleep, silly old man!!” *wink*

Speaking of listings – as I was updating my pictures that were VERY late! (sorry about that… I would run a special because of my negligence, but I am not.  Reason following….) I realized a HUGE mistake!!!  HUGE mistake that probably cost me … I don’t know – at least 100 bucks – if not more.  All the pictures – all 5 of the pictures for January – were linked incorrectly.  Yeah.  Don’t look surprised.  I know that at least 3 of you that are reading this are ACTING surprised only to erase the guilt that is underneath that feigned expression!!.  Basically what this all boils down to in non niteflirt language is this:  A few of you saw the pictures FIRST – and then decided NOT to pay.  If I had linked them correctly you would of had to pay FIRST – and thennnnnn you would have seen me in all my black and red sexy undie glory.  Hmph.  Well, tonight when I uploaded the new set for February – I fixed that little mistake quick fast and in a hurry.  Not that it will do any good – but maybe a few of you will do the right thing and have mercy on my cute little 18 year old BROKE ass and pay me what you owe me.  Looking at me isn’t free you dirty old men!!! *hehe*

I thought that I might have time to actually fix some things on this site as well.  But I don’t.  I have other things that are far more important at 2:51AM – the morning of my departure.  What I will say is:  If you find yourself missing me – and you need a quick cheap way to get off until I return – here are a few suggestions!

For all you anything goes men who like the idea of catching me playing with toys after school while you peek in on the action – listen to my recording of me and my Hitachi Wand.  I’m honestly surprised that you all haven’t heard it yet.  Only 5 people so far have even listened to it, I think, and it’s by far the best recording I have ever done.  Not that I’m a pro – but dang.  I CAME while masturbating with Mr. Hitachi Wand.  Can anything be hotter? (the answer to that would be NO!).  Here is a link to make it easier… Mr. Hitachi Man.  Listen to that.  I’m serious.  The second thing that you can do if you miss me is to simply go speak to a cutie – like me – who is sure to give you a good time.  Variety IS the spice of life, ya know!!! — Cuties!

So I will be back.  I have this whole week off, so I’ll be working off all my sexual left over energy on the phone Friday Evening, Saturday Evening, and Sunday.  Be sure to welcome me home like a good Captain should…

All Aboooooooooard!

Most of my callers did realize that even though I had partially deserted this ‘blog’ – I had not deserted my obligations/job/recess which is Niteflirt.  Oh no!  I have been logging on (albeit a bit randomly) and taking many many calls from some brand new callers as well as the regulars that seem to be etching their way into CeCe’s teen bedroom.  Mmmm Mmmm Mmmm.  Let me start with the new guys that have found me…

As you have no doubt already realized – there really isn’t anyone flirt out there quite like me.  I take immense pleasure in being one of the only flirts with a mouth full of hardware.  Please don’t get me wrong – I have ceased thinking about it as some sort of burden.  Sure, they hurt most of the time as of late – and sure – I talk like an absolute ‘tard sometimes with the expander grating against my tongue – but I’ve since realized that my braces is what makes me unique.  There are so many other things that set me aside from the other flirts (which I will get into quickly) – but braces is the most obvious VISABLE one.  New guys will also realize that unlike others – my voice is natural – unforced – pure and simply my own.  Sometimes in the early morning it may be a little raspy – sometimes late at night it may be heavy with lust and frustration – but any time day or night you will hear my voice and it will be the same voice you hear on recordings and “live”.  So many times I’ve read feedback from new customers who seem surprised to find my voice – um… natural (?).  *smiles* – Not to sound harsh here – but get over it.  My voice is my own and I have never had any desire to change it in attempts to capitalize on the whole teen scene thing. I sound exactly like I look – young, blonde, energetic, and sweet.

Some of my new callers by now understand that I also take fantasies seriously.  I love role playing – love developing stories and transporting us both into a time and place we both may not have the opportunity of visiting in our “normal” lives.  I love fantasy – and I want to make it as much of a reality (at least in the privacy of our bedrooms) as possible.  The more detail and direction you give me into your own psyche – the more enjoyable our play time will be.  Trust me.  The other thing that makes me stand out would be apparent in the latest recording I did.  

Let me just copy/paste what my first listener (who is fast becoming my absolute favorite feedback giver!!!) said about my latest recording…

This is a great and REAL recording of a young girl enjoying her Japanese toy. Speaking of which, we probably need to reinstitute a steep tax on Japanese goods before they steal all of our hot, young women! Seriously though…the story in this recording builds well, and you can totally tell from her quivery voice that she is cumming for real. I’m surprised that she lasted for that long…try it and see if you can last the whole way through… 

*Big mischievious grin inserted here*  That truly made my day, sweets!  I LOVE that you listened to the whole thing – and that you were keen (get it, “keen”?) enough to realize that what you were listening to was an honest recording of a young girl having fun and actually CUMMING while playing with her Hitachi Wand!!!  yup.  I had a great time.  And during the whole recording process I kept thinking about the huge audience I had – how each one of you guys may be “watching” me play – and would then play with yourselves out of sheer excitement and horniness!!!

So yes, most of my REGULARS (new but now regular Thor, Jeff, Walt, Walter, Scot, et al.) know this already – but some of the new folks that have just recently stumbled upon my website or listings have no idea what exactly hit them.  Let me make it clear…I LOVE what I do!  I love hearing men cum (the louder the better).  I love being told what to do – I love teasing – and even dominating now and again.  I adore being a little brat when the opportunity arises – and I am so thankful that I have a job that allows me to break out my little Hitachi Wand and have at it! 

Thank you ALL so much for making my first month a great month.  I feel welcomed, challenged, inspired, and adored!  I hope that we can continue to have a great time in January. 

Oh, and I promise… it will never ever happen again!   Well – it won’t happen again with out some warning.  I’ll speak more on that tomorrow…

I usually play with my hitachi wand during my really hot calls.  Sometimes I don’t actually get a chance to take it out and use it which really makes me a bit sad – but most of the time I do get to use it.  The orgasms it delivers are quick – intense – and heavenly.  I’ll be using heaven and other variations of that word often when I mention my wand…get use to it!   Anyways … Why did I bring this up? Well – I brought it up because I just got done making the most intense recording with my wand.  It is so amazing that I really don’t even know how I can top it. 

I have been trying to make a recording of me playing with Mr. Hitachi Wand now for days.  Everytime I get ready to use it – something happens.  My friend Tara calls me – or Kylie calls me – or I get interupted by my family coming home suddenly – or the gardener comes and starts making more noise than is humanly possible while he mows the law… SOMETHING always has interupted me.  But not this time!!!  I finally finished the recording – and I actually came.  Not the fake little cum sounds that some people may make at the end of their recordings – but an actual real life can’t catch my breath god this feels so good I think I’m going to wet my pants real orgasm! 

I just have to wait for the damn thing to be approved.  So I want everyone who reads this to keep in mind that I have an alternative to the times/days where I am not available and you need a little CeCe fix…Check out the hitachi wand recording and be prepared to shoot a load.  I’m wondering if you’ll even make it thru the whole recording because my voice is shaking from the sensation of Mr. Hitachi Wand as soon as I start recording!  But I hope that some of you do make it to the big finish!  Let me know how you like it.

I seriously have nothing more to say.  I have that “god I just came and now I don’t want to do anything for a minute” feeling…

I’ll be on for a little bit.  If you’re “up” for it – and if I’ve recovered by then – give me a call and ask me to introduce the two of you.  The way he makes my little pussy clench and squeeze will probably make you as big of a fan as I have become…