Do you look for milf phone sex sluts? I know lots of guys like the young girls. I get it. But no way a young girl has my kind of stories or experiences. Not yet at least. I have been a dirty girl since I was a schoolgirl. Now, I am in my late 30s. I have 2 sons and an older stepson and lots of neighborhood boys who enjoy fucking me. I never discourage any fun you want to have with little ones, male or female. I like both too. It is just that it is always the boys knocking on my door. This morning I lucked out. A boy and his younger sister knocked on my door. Big brother was stuck babysitting, and it was a nice day. The first nice day in forever. He wanted to play outdoors, so he brought his sister with him. His sister had to potty and he knows my youngest son. He has been over before, so he figured he would ask to use our bathroom. I was alone as my husband was fishing with the boys. I was doing lines off the coffee table and taking phone sex calls when they arrived. You know what coke does to a woman, right? I was hot for brother and sister. I was thinking of his hard little dick fucking me while I ate her bald little cunnie. When the little girl came out of the bathroom, I was on my knees blowing her brother. She had never seen anything like this before, but she did not ask questions. She just watched. I signaled her over. I told her brother to mount me from behind while I ate his sister’s bald cunnie. She giggled and squirted girl juice all over my face while her brother pumped his seed into my wet bald pussy. I think the boy and his sister legitimately stopped by to potty. The sex was just a bonus. Anything can happen with a druggy whore milf.
Impregnation phone sex calls make me hot. I can still breed. I am on the pill, but I joke with my husband I should stop taking it and see what happens. He does not like the idea of diaper duty and another college tuition fund. He does like trying to guess who knocked me up and fucking my horny preggo pussy. Who the daddy game would be fun. Could be one of my two sons. Could be my black drug dealer. Could be my black dealer’s teen nephew. Could be the neighbor boy. Could be any of my son’s friends. It could even be my hubby, but he rarely gets to fuck me because I am too busy fucking all the young boys. I told my sons I wanted to get knocked up and they pulled out their dicks ready to give me their seed. As they were fucking me, they told me they want a sister. My husband would love a daughter too. He gets to watch me fuck our boys, but he would rather have a little darling to fuck. One of my sons I think cannot get me knocked up yet because of his age. He does not have swimmers yet by the taste of his spunk. His older brother would be perfect for the job. They both gave me the biggest cum shot up my pussy wishing me luck. As much as inbreeding turns me on, I would love a mixed little girl too. I would raise her to rule the school and all the boys inside. I must be off the pill for a month before I can get pregnant. I am still fertile, I think, even thought 38 is considered old for pregnancy. I will get fucked every day by several boys in hopes of being a dirty mommy all over again.
Boy gang bang phone sex is what I wanted for Valentine’s Day and it is what I got. I told my sons all I needed was a bouquet of boy cock and a bag of coke. My boys love me so much that they gave me just what I wanted. Getting the boy dicks was easy. They just invited a few of their friends for a sleep over. The coke part was harder. They are schoolboys with allowance money that buys them candy and used video games, not coke. They know my dealer, though. And that gets them coke. They borrowed my phone Thursday night after I passed out from an all night binder telling my dealer they needed some medicine for mommy. They made a deal. Marcus would give them the coke for my Valentine’s Day gift if they live streamed the boy bang so he could watch and jack off. My boys are tech savvy unlike their mommy whore who is only cock savvy. I am still high. I have not been to sleep in almost 24 hours. Sleep is for the weak. I am the party mom. I have a house full of horny boys who want nothing more than to fuck me. Their wish has been granted a few dozen times. I have a dozen boys in the house. Two belong to me and the other 10 are friends of the two I own. All boys I have fucked before over the years, just not all at once. So, fuck Valentines and Galentines Day. I am having a Boyentine’s Day. Since late last night, I have been pumped full of boy cum in my wet bald pussy, ass and mouth. A little blow on boy dicks makes them able to keep up with me. Marcus has been enjoying the show and if we did not have 2 feet of snow, he might be doing more than just watching. I think Mother Nature wants me to keep having my Boyentine’s Day too because she arranged for the 2 feet of snow to happen while I was partying and fucking. Now, those 10 extra boys are stuck here for longer than expected. I have enough blow and boy dick, however, to last through the week.
Mommy phone sex is what I do best because I am a dirty mommy whore. My boys were watching the Super Bowl with some friends and their father last night. I was upstairs getting high and getting men off. The game was still going on when my shift ended. I was super high on coke and weed, and I was a little drunk too. I stumbled down to the rec room where the boys were. I was in a see-through night gown and slurring my words. My sons were not embarrassed, however. I do my best work high and drunk. I sat in the middle of the boys and caught the half-time show. As I listened to some dude sing songs I did not know, I pulled out boy dicks and started jacking them off. I did not care that I did not know these boys. Any parent who allows their sons to come over with my reputation must know what is likely going to happen to their boys. Pretty sure, the boys know what is going to happen to them too. They expect it. My husband loves to watch me fuck young boys, especially our sons. The second half of the game was a blur for the boys. They ran a train on me and suddenly, the game did not matter. It never mattered to me. The only reason I like football is because the boys always have young boys over to watch the games. The boys can multitask. They can fuck this mommy whore and watch football. I can multitask too. I can do lines of coke off boy cocks and get fucked in the ass at the same time. I do not know how much you enjoyed the Super Bowl, but this high, drunk and horny mommy sure loved it.
I enjoy bisexual phone sex. I never have much opportunity to play with girls. I am the lone woman in my household. Now, I do have a mother I grew up watching play with my brother. When I got older, she played with me with my boys. She is not strictly pussy. She likes pussy only if it is with cock. I am not so picky. So, when this hot teen slut showed up at my house looking for my oldest son, I seduced her. I will admit that I was high as fuck. I was home alone, and my dealer had just dropped off some premium blow. Apparently, my son has a school girlfriend he has not told me about. I was jealous. Not jealous that he has a cute teen girlfriend, but it was more that he did not tell me about her. I would teach him to keep secrets from me by fucking his cute teen girlfriend. No way she knows about me and my sons. She looked like a choir girl. Hot yes, but she had this girl next door innocence about her. That disappeared as soon as I gave her some blow. She did not know I gave it too her. I put it on her glass of lemonade and told her it was powdered sugar. She absorbed it through her gums. Took longer to feel the effects then if she had snorted it like me. I just did not think I could get the teen dream to snort cocaine. I knew once it kicked in because she would not shut up. I made my move. I put on a my strapon and fucked her. My son will be so pissed off at me. I popped her cherry with a dildo. She loved every moment though. I swore her to secrecy. She loved it so much that I may have ruined her for my son’s cock. Me a bad mommy.
Blowjobs phone sex goes to a new level with me. My problem is I am rarely sober on a call. I party all through my shift. Cocaine, weed and bourbon and wine are my most trusty party partners. That means you never know what you might get with me. When you want a virtual blowjob or we are talking about a blow bang, I tend to want to make the sounds as real as I can make them. Sure, I have dildos to suck. I have even sucked all the numbers off my TV remote in a quest to really sound like I am sucking your dick. I have been doing this longer now and I want the sounds to sound as authentic as if I was right there with your dick in my mouth. What happens is, I get high. I do lines of coke and look for the closest thing to cram into my mouth the moment you mention oral gratification. Sometimes that is a cock. My family knows I am a phone sex whore. We have no secrets. Last night, I was coked out of my mind. Drunk too. My biggest dildo was not making me gag and my caller wanted gagging sounds. The problem with a seasoned old whore like me is experience. Almost nothing makes me gag. I grabbed my husband and my oldest son. I had to put my dirty panties in my son’s mouth so he would not make a sound on the call. I stacked father and son cock on top of each other and made myself a double decker dick sandwich. Between the two dicks in my mouth at once, I knew I could gag. I overestimated my cock sucking skills being that fucked up and I puked on their dicks. Turns out I was the only one who did not like that, LOL. My caller came on the phone hearing me ralph and my son and husband each gave me their biggest cum shot despite the fact that my bourbon and dinner was on their cocks. Hey, as long as you get off, I am happy.
Sometimes mommy needs a hardcore ass fucking. My boys are always willing to fuck mommy’s ass. More than willing on most days. This morning, however, they were not home. They were supposed to be here, but a snowstorm prevented them from leaving for home today. They are at a sleepover in the next county, but the roads have not been cleared since it is a Sunday. That leaves them at their friend’s place with hard dicks and me stuck at home with my boring husband and horny needs. I did a line of blow and became my own party. I broke out the sex machine. I rarely use it anymore because my sons see it as competition. In their eyes, the dildo is always hard and ready to go. That is true, but it is not warm like little dicks nor does it shoot hot cum like my sons. It is a quick fuck. It is a hard fuck. It is a substitute fuck. It is a second best fuck always. I was on all fours getting hammered by my sex toy in the ass when the boys came home. I guess they wanted to surprise me, but they got the surprise. I had to beg them to fuck mommy’s ass. I begged them for a few minutes before they stopped pouting and got naked. I told them I cannot be a mommy phone sex whore if I am only fucking a sex machine. I need little boy dicks. No matter how hard my toy fucks me, it will never fill me up with cum like they do. And they had some pent up jizz from being gone from mommy for two days. I was glad someone’s father had a semi-truck to deliver my horny boys home just in time to fill my ass up with boy cum.
Prostitution phone sex? I am a phone whore for sure. Sometimes, I am whore in real life too hustling for drug money. I live a complex life. I am a soccer mom, but I have such deep dark needs that being a soccer mom cannot fulfill. I fuck my boys, but I have a monkey on my back. My husband loves me, but he knows me too. He knows I can go overboard on coke. He likes me a little high, but super high I am a train wreck. He gives me a very small amount of fun money a week. So, I hook sometimes when I cannot trade pussy for coke. My regular guy Marcus is out of town getting some supply for his demand. I cannot trade my old pussy anymore with any other dealers. I went to the truck stop and hustled. A girl has to do what a girl has to do. I was in competition with some sweet young flesh, but even the youngest whore cannot compete with my skill set and experience. I can take a hardcore ass fucking better than an anal sex whore. I lowered my prices and did more guys than I normally do. But I got my fun money. I was in the back of an empty semi giving head and taking dick in the ass. Some of the truckers shared their blow with me. The guys were rough. Hair pulling, tit squeezing and ass slapping as well as hardcore fucking. I came home covered in cum. Some bruises were forming on my arms. I smelled like the whore I was that day. I just wanted to go shower and sleep, but my horny sons love using me after other men have used me too. You know me. I am a whore and I never say no to cock. I had my coke and that was all that mattered to a drugs phone sex mommy.
Drugs phone sex is sort of my thing. Without mommy’s little helper, I am a boring soccer mom. With mommy’s little helper, I am a nasty freak. My mother introduced me to coke when I was a teen girl. She told me I would grow very fond of cocaine because it would bring out my natural desires. Honestly, I think my mom brought out my natural desires because she introduced me to incest. She fucked my brother several times a day my entire youth. At first, I thought mommy was hurting my brother. I was so young and did not quite understand what I was seeing. Later, as I learned about the birds and bees, I knew what was going on. When I started to join in, mommy shared her stash because I was nervous. My brother is older. He popped my cherry. And my mom made me a coke fiend. I say that proudly. I love what I have become. My mom was with me for New Year’s Eve. She is still a druggy whore. Although my brother could not join us, my two sons were around for the family fun. Mom and I did lines of coke off boy cocks and we drank boy cum at midnight. My boys are like machines with a little powder on their young cocks. They drilled us for hours. Family is all about fucking or it should be in my opinion. I will admit that I have become spoiled. My boys have not been in a school in almost a year. I have them around all day to take care of my horny needs. They return to the real classroom next week and that leaves me with my phone sex callers to get me off. And my drug dealer who luckily makes house calls.I bet you will not mind getting me off, will you?
My boys gave mommy a hardcore ass fucking for Christmas. Before they opened their presents, they wanted to gape my asshole. Precious boys. Horny boys. Rough boys. I was still up partying when they woke up to see what Santa brought them. Santa was still wrapping presents in a coke fueled frenzy. The gig has been up a few years, but I still like to pretend. They are my babies. But they are not babies anymore. They are horny teen boys with cocks that need tight holes. I closed the door with the unwrapped presents and went naked into the living room to distract them from snooping further. My goal was to get them to nut so they would go back to sleep, and I could continue wrapping. It worked. I asked them if anyone wanted to fuck mommy’s ass. They whipped their boy dicks out, pushed me over the couch and shoved their dicks in my ass at the same time. They joked that mommy was a Ho. They fucked me together with their dicks rubbing against each other inside my asshole. The friction made their dicks harder. It was like that were rubbing their dicks together to make a fire in mommy’s ass. It felt like a fire. Their two hard teen dicks filled my ass better than a baseball bat. My guess was the circumference of their dicks combined was bigger than a baseball bat. It did not take them long to nut in mommy’s ass. Once they came, they started yawning and back to bed they went. It is easy to distract my horny boys with hot ass sex.
