Did you know that the Super Bowl is the the single largest human trafficking incident in the United States? The influx of fans, combined with the increased amount of drugs and alcohol consumed, equals the optimal breeding ground for pimps wanting to expand their wallets. The sheer number of men looking to pay for sex sky rockets this Sunday. And not just in the host city. I plan to take advantage of this phenomenon. I have been preparing for this day for weeks now with online ads, the right array of sex slaves to attract the big spenders, and converting my home into a whore house. While my hubby and his friends are getting drunk watching tight ends and Katy Perry’s boobs at half time, men will be violating the tight ends and cumming on the boobs of his family members.
I have a room set up for extreme BDSM with all the equipment a master could ever need to put a bitch in her place. Whips, collars, spreader bars, muzzles, suspension equipment, binders, gags, restraints, floggers… Even have a variety of medical fetish supplies like speculums, urethral sounds, clamps, enema bags and pinwheels for the darker clients. For the right price, a client can do whatever sick, twisted thing he wants to my teens, my little nieces, even myself. I know there are a lot of perverts out there that will pay top dollar to torture some hot flesh. Pain is such a turn on.
Then I have a room set up like a doll house for those gentlemen who want to purchase the virginity of a little one. Complete with toys, Benadryl cocktails, camera equipment and a bunch of sheet sets to change when get bloody. Young tight innocent flesh sells for a premium dollar and I would be stupid not to capitalize on that. Luckily, I have my young niece and her little friends staying the weekend. I can easily pimp out each girl 20 or 30 times in the day; although the client who gets each pussy first, pays the most for the privilege of busting those little cherries. My sons’ asses are up for auction too. Something for everyone!
My final room is for the more vanilla guy. Those just wanting straight up sex. My sister and myself, along with my teen step daughter, will be offering horny men the girlfriend experience. Fuck our asses, skull fuck our mouths, jizz on our faces… you know, do all the things wives and girlfriends won’t do.
Super Bowl Sunday is all about sex and drugs to me. I whore out my family members, as well as myself, and earn party funds. Sex sells. And it sells more on Super Bowl Sunday. So while many of you are actually watching the game, I will be lining my pockets with the world’s oldest profession. What good are little ones if we can’t profit off of them?
Every now and then I get a bit desperate for money. I’m a trophy wife with a hubby who keeps close tabs on my spending. He knows I like to party away my allowance. You would too if you were trapped in suburbia. A friend offered me a unique babysitting opportunity for some easy cash. I just had to chaperone some teen girl’s birthday party at the local Moose Lodge. Seemed harmless enough, and easy. I was wrong. Do you know what teen girls are like today?
Little spoiled brats. Little whores. I was in charge of 20 little fucking cunts. Biggest bitches I’ve encountered in a long time. They were bossing me around, calling me a red headed whore, expecting me to cater to their every whim. One of the little devil’s spawn apparently knew I liked to get high and party. She gave me a hit off her pipe. That was strong funk. It was mixed with something. Spanish Fly maybe? I got really horny all of a sudden, and wicked hot. For a moment I thought I was at the Pussy Kat Parlor instead of the Moose Lodge.
I started stripping. Showing off my erotic dance moves, and my Milfalicious body to a horde of teen brats. They were egging me on to take it all off. I was pretty fucked up so I did it. Of course they were all snapping pics of me that would get me in trouble in the wrong hands. I guess that was their intention. Get the chaperone fucked up so can blackmail her. The party just got interesting. Crafty little bitches, I gave them that. But they had no idea who they were messing with. I’m a party pro. I’m not the June Cleaver of soccer moms. More like the Courtney Love of the PTA. I can out party a bunch of teen bitches.
And, I did just that. Things got wild. The girls started drinking, snorting cocaine, getting naked…. Before long it was a teen girl orgy. Naked teens everywhere. Where were girls like this when I was in school? Suddenly, I liked them better. Party whores are more my speed than demanding, self entitled mean girls. I was a little jealous of their tight teen bodies. They all still had tight pink pussy mounds too. Pussies have not yet been stretched out by birthing little ones or monster cock gang bangs. Assholes still tight and pretty. No stretch marks. Now, I look great for a mature woman, but I no longer have a teen body. I showed the girls a thing or two. Taught them that no boy will ever eat their pussies like a MILF. I had all those girls writhing around on the floor of the Moose Lodge like they were on the hood of a car in a Whitesnake video.
After I made almost all the teen girls cream with my oral skills, they pretty much passed out. I knew I would be the last party whore standing. I’m a seasoned party girl. I started taking pics of them. Teen girls gone wild. Naked teen pictures sell for good money on the Internet. Especially when the subjects are still school girls. I took hundreds of pictures of them too. I got paid a pittance to supervise these brats compared to what I am going to make off of selling their pictures. I’ll be able to party like a rock star for a while.
Silly teen girls. Never try to get the upper hand on a seasoned party MILF like me. I offered to chaperone another girl’s birthday. This time. I plan on bringing some men to violate them when they pass out. The money for virgin teen pussy is even better than it is for naked teen pictures.
I live in suburbia. I’m a wife, and a mother. I carpool the brats to school; attend PTA meetings; bake cookies; supervise field trips. On the exterior I look like any other hot soccer mom. But I harbor a secret or two. I’m nothing more than a dirty whore. Whore for drugs and a whore for boy cock. I need the drugs to numb me to the dull life as a suburban housewife, and to give me experiences no matter how painful, how degrading, how vile, how dangerous, to remind me I am not trapped in a Stepford Wives movie. I need the boy cock to feel like a woman. My two addictions often get me in trouble.
Yesterday, my need for drugs consumed me. My husband thinks I am a disgrace. He cut me off financially when he found my stash under the bed one day. He was not happy when I blamed him for my addiction. He thinks I’m clean now. I don’t need money to score. I have my body. I’m not afraid to use it to get what I want and need.
I got in my soccer mom car, drove down to the worst part of town. A woman like me, in that neighborhood, is only there for one thing, and they all know it. A guy approached me immediately, asked what I needed. Today I needed some smack. In order to get some quality smack, I was going to have to get freaky. I was jonesing bad. I was game for anything. He led me to what looked like an abandoned building, but it too harbored a dark secret. It was home to a live sex show operation. Not your romantic shit nor even stripper type shows, but hardcore stuff like gang bangs, anal torture, forced sex, water sports, extreme BDSM, even furry friend shows. Women were in cages getting fucked like animals while folks who paid a hefty price for admittance, watched and helped decide the direction of the show. Most of the women were strung out junkies in need of fast money, but there were a few soccer moms like me, even a couple coeds in need of fast cash too.
I was thrown in a cage with two men who went straight for my ass. No introductions, no lubrication, no foreplay. Just shoved me down on the ground and ass fucked me bareback for what seemed like an eternity. Rough anal that left my ass swollen, bloody and gaping open. At one point in the show, both cocks were in my ass at the same time. They were slapping me, gagging me, choking me, violating my ass with their cocks, while onlookers cheered and jacked off. Men would stand on the outside of the cage and cum on my face. It was degrading. No one was concerned with pleasuring me. I was just a cum dump receptacle; a dirty whore; a commodity. I guess, a strung out junkie in need of her next fix.
I felt used and humiliated, but I got my money, and I got my drugs. Drove back to my painfully dull existence in suburbia, shot up between my toes, cleaned myself up and picked up the brats from school. I often wonder what other stay at home moms do during the day. I think you would be surprised how many of us harbor dark, even taboo secrets. Looks can be deceiving.
I found myself alone a lot this weekend. That is never a good thing. I tend to get in trouble when left to my own devices. Friday night it was okay. I stayed in, drank a lot of wine, masturbated by the fire and watched movies. I passed out at some point, woke up in my clothes. I hate waking up in clothes. Well, last night I wanted something stronger than wine. My only problem, no money. Both my hubby and son would not give me any cash. Guess they know what I will do with it.
I knew where I could get some party favors free. I went to see my biker friend at his bar. I stick out like a sore thumb in this place. A soccer mom like me walks into a bar like that, it is only to score drugs or get fucked. For me with no money, it was both. I went in the back room where I would find Rick. He knew what I wanted, and I knew what I had to do to get it. I took off all my clothes and got up on the pool table. His friends pulled out their cocks for me to service. I sucked all three of those cocks like a greedy whore. A greedy druggy whore.
Once I got them hard, they got on the pool table with me and double penetrated me. Shoved a dick in each hole. Rick made me suck his cock some more. Grabbed my ears and skull fucked me. I was gagging on his cock. He shot a load all over my face. He loves marking his turf with a creamy facial. His pals were still violating my ass and pussy. The one guy shot his load in my ass, but the guy in my cunt was the energizer bunny. He was just pounding away. Rick doesn’t like me having an empty hole so he fucked me with a pool stick. That hurt! I have had lots of big thick things in my ass, but long and skinny like that penetrated me deep. He got pretty aggressive fucking me that pool stick. Said I had to earn my medicine.
My ass was so sore afterwards. I walked funny out of the bar. Cum running down my thighs, matted in my hair, but I had a couple grams of my favorite drug. I was happy.
This is the only real job I have, and although I make good money, it is not enough to support my drug habit. I am fond of that devil’s dust. When my son was younger, I was a bad bad mommy. I needed my medicine. My husband had cut off my allowance, and I had not yet discovered the joys of phone sex. A man I knew, with a penchant for young boys, made me a very sweet deal. He offered me a huge amount of money to violate my baby boy’s ass. I’d been fucked in the ass, it was nothing. I just told my son he was going to spend the night with Uncle Joe and that he had to be a very good boy and play whatever games Uncle Joe wanted to play!
Yes, I pimped out my son’s virgin ass for drugs. Wouldn’t be the last time either. I mean he owed me. I took care of him, provided for him, let him eat my pussy, even played with his little pee pee. He didn’t seem to mind. He liked pleasing his mommy, and he enjoyed his mommy high because mommy didn’t care who she fucked. I was so much more fun for him and his little schoolmates when I was high. My baby boy grew up and turned the tables on me. He now pimps me out. But not for drugs or even money, for humiliation.
He likes to see his classy soccer mom turning tricks on the corner. I am a dirty druggie mommy he will tell me. He controls my purse strings, so if I want my medicine, I have to do whatever he wants. Sometimes he will give me a little bump, sometimes a gram or two, sometimes nothing at all. Since I never know what if anything I might get, I of course put on a slutty outfit and take my ass to the curb to troll for johns. I have noticed that the more money I bring him, the more likely I am to get some party favors. So, I whore myself out. Let strangers do whatever the fuck they want to me, no matter how perverse, for the off chance my son may let me party.
I’m a phone whore and a real life whore. I will do anything a man wants. Get me high, and I will let you do whatever you want to me too.
You know what Christmas means to me? Party. Fuck. Party. Fuck. Party. Fuck. My son is with me, and he loves to party too. Oh yeah, and fuck his mommy. Hell, he gets me all my party favors nowadays. It is sort of a holiday tradition you could say. Get mommy high and drunk and fuck her like a whore. And, bring your little friends over to fuck her too. You see, no one has school this week. That means no curfews or getting up early. I can taste the rainbow all week long. Coke, pot, ice, hash, Oxycotin, X, shrooms, heroin, Quaaludes… You name it, I will snort, swallow, sniff or shoot it. Fucking is just better high. I can get my son and his friends off better, harder and with more frequency the higher I am. Why? Because I lose ALL inhibitions. I turn into fucking Mary Kay Letourneau with my son’s school friends after a few lines of coke. Hell I will even lick some baby girl pussy when fucked up.
My son turned me into the dirty p mommy I am today. When he was just a boy, he was always watching me fuck his daddy or my drug dealer. In the beginning, I didn’t know he was watching, but once I did, I found it hot. I would bring in him the room, snort lines off his little hairless cock and balls and get fucked up my ass for a couple grams of coke. Ever since then he has been my party buddy. And for the next couple days all we are going to do is party, fuck, party, fuck, party and fuck some more.
I love to party on the phone too. And fuck. My son loves it when I suck his cock for my horny callers. If you like to party and hear the exploits of a dirty mommy and her son, call me. I will be celebrating Christmas with boy cock and coke!
My son loves to whore me out. This weekend I was the party favor at his office Christmas party. I had to wear a skimpy little green festive outfit with a collar and chain. He paraded me in on all fours on a leash and introduced me as the office fuck toy. I knew his coworkers were going to use me and humiliate me anyway they could. My son gets off on that sort of stuff. I do it because, well I am a good mommy, and a party girl. Every party of his I go to, I get rewarded with my own party supplies. Enough to last me a long time.
My first order of business was to suck all his coworkers cocks. Some of them were nice thick cocks, the kind a good slut doesn’t mind sucking at all. Some were pathetically small cocks, the kind any woman with a modicum of dignity would not stick anywhere in her body. I have no shame: I have no pride; I have no standards. I am just a subby druggie whore that does as she is told. From big to small, from thick to thin, I sucked every cock in that office. Swallowed a ton of cum too.
Luckily my son was feeding me lines of coke in between blowjobs, which gave me the ability to act like I loved every fucking cock that got shoved down my throat. Phase two of the party was fucking the office party favor, which of course was me. I had to let fat fucks, old farts and tiny dick losers violate all my holes. I was a cum dump office whore. I had cum running out of my ass and swollen cunt; cum matted in my hair; even cum dried all over my body. Once my son’s coworkers got lit and wasted, they were aggressive fuck machines, and I was the only fuck hole at the party. I got fucked, spanked, skull fucked, anally tortured, fisted, gang banged and a whole lot more.
That party was mild compared to some of my son’s parties. I was essentially just an office cum dumpster; a human fuck toy. But taking all that cum and cock was worth it. I made my son happy. He was the office rock star for providing such a hot easy fuck favor. And I scored the favor of my son plus a nice big bag of holiday snow. Don’t you wish your mommy was a total whore like me?
MILF phone sex is the best. I love being that hot mommy that does anything to please you. I am a real life mommy too. Ever since my son was an ankle biter, he and his friends have been telling me how hot I was for a mommy. I remember this one time when he had a slumber party. There were about 10 young boys under my roof. I left them downstairs watching a movie while I took a bubble bath. I was laying back, sipping on a glass of wine, and my hands started playing with my pussy. I was lost in my own pleasure when I heard, “Oh my God your mom is hot.” I realized the boys were spying on me through the key hole. Boys will be boys.
I stood up, sat on the edge of the tub, spread my legs and finger fucked my cunt in full view of the boys. I could hear them gasping, oohing and aahing. They were young, didn’t know I could hear them. I kept rubbing my clit and fingering my snatch until I squirted. Then I licked my pussy juice right off my fingers. I heard one of the boys tell my son he was so lucky to have me for a mom. He was lucky, but so was I. They would find out later the special relationship I had with my son. And some of them would get to fuck me too. My son was a very popular boy growing up. In part I think because of his MILF mother!
I love giving a show for young horny boys. I bet your mommy found every chance for you to get a glimpse of her body!
I remember when my son was younger, he would crawl into bed with me on the weekends with his nice hard little dickie. He would tell me to kiss it and make it feel better. He was so sweet and innocent then. I’d disappear under the covers and suck his little hairless cock and balls until he shot his milky load in my mouth. Then we would lay in bed snuggling all morning while watching cartoons. He is older now, but he still has morning wood for his mommy. Just now after I give him a morning blowjob, we can spend hours fucking. There is nothing like a morning wood hard on for a guy. I swear it is the hardest a guy’s dick ever gets. I love early morning fucking. My son still get’s that wicked hard wood I love so much, just now besides my mouth, I get it in my ass too. I will lay in the spooning position like we did when he was younger and he will part my ass with his hands and fuck mommy’s ass good and hard. Then when I have his hot white load of cream up my butt, we lay they for hours watching Scooby Doo cartoons and getting high.
Really, it is what the weekends are all about. Giving head, getting high and ass fucking your mommy. Do you have some morning wood for mommy?
So my boss at work hacked into my email and found all sorts of incriminating photos of me with my son. You know, getting it up the ass; entertaining his friends; snorting coke off of cocks; playing with little ones. All sorts of things that he could legally fire me for, not to mention have me arrested. I thought he was just going to blackmail me so he could fuck me. Not the most attractive guy in the world, but I fucked him on his desk to keep my job. Turns out that was not my real task. He was blackmailing me to be his accomplice. See my boss is a sick little pervert too. He has a predilection for young flesh. He just has never acted on it nor knows how to safely procure young meat. He said as a mommy figure, I was the perfect accomplice to snatch him some young pussy.
He even had a pretty little thing picked out. We drove by her school. Pretty blonde angel, carrying a little teddy bear. Just could tell she was an innocent thing. But I had no choice to be his accomplice. I have been doing mens’ dirty work for most of my life. When it comes down to my livelihood versus a stranger’s, I always make the decision that benefits me. I stalked the girl for a few days. Learned her route home from school then picked a day for a snatch and grab. I put on my best mom outfit, brought my puppy, and a Benadryl filled juice box. All the tools a p mommy needs. I walked alongside her all innocent like, let her pet my puppy. Offered her the juice box and the rest was easy. When she got groggy, I scooped her up and put her in the boss’s van that was following us. Silly girl, I guess her parents never taught her not to talk to strangers.
My boss took her to his cabin in the woods. He had it all pimped out as a sex palace. Had toys for her too. Both the adult and rugrat kind. He also had a lot of expensive camera equipment. His plan was to make some home made movies that he could sell for top dollar. You know, the kind you can’t find easily. I thought I would feel bad about kidnapping an innocent little thing. But, I was pretty turned on at how easy it was, how much fun it was. I am a great accomplice for such dark deeds. In fact, I am going to help my boss make money off of her like my son does me. I think she has little whore written all over her. First, my boss plans on popping her little cherry, then I will bring the men to the cabin. For a grand they can have some taboo pussy while I film it. I told my boss, just wait until we can breed her. Oh the money we can make on that sweet little thing then. Guys will pay big money to impregnate a little whore.
Maybe I can be your dirty accomplice phone sex whore too? As a mommy, I can lure the sweet ones away so easily. And as a subby whore, I do whatever I am told. Let me do your dirty work for you, so you can enjoy that tight, sweet flesh.
