When you are a dirty coke whore with a hubby who keeps you away from his money, you have to get creative about how you raise your party funds. I’ve been known to pimp out my brats before, but this particular dealer was not into young flesh. A rather sadistic bitch decided she would trade coke for my ass, but she was going to share my ass with her friends. I’ve done worse things than let guys gangbang my ass for drugs. But, when I arrived I realized it wasn’t guys she was sharing me with, but a bunch of chicks.
I’m submissive to men, not women. I’m no dyke. But when she gave me a taste of her shit, I sucked it up. No matter how humiliating it might be to get used by a bunch of hardcore skanks, I was getting a fix to last me a few weeks. No pleasantries were exchanged, no drinks offered, just a gruff, “Take your clothes off whore.” I wasn’t undressing fast enough for their liking, so my dealer smacked me hard across the face, while a few of her accomplices spit on me. Hands were groping me, pulling my hair, fists were shoved up my cunt, even my ass. I was being humiliated for their amusement.
The biggest dildos I had ever seen were shoved down my throat making me gag. I struggled to not puke. They didn’t fuck me one at a time, but shoved huge ass dildos up my ass all at once. I never even had that many cocks in my asshole at once. Many of the dildos were double sided so they shoved the other end up my pussy too. Bright lights were flashing when I realized they were taking pictures of my degradation. If my friends or my husband saw me like this, I’d be the black sheep of my suburban community . Soccer moms don’t get gangbanged for drugs with dildos by a bunch of evil bitches.
For hours they assaulted my ass, laughed and took pictures the entire time. My asshole was a swollen, gaping mess. I was embarrassed and ashamed, but I had my coke. I prefer selling my offspring for my party favors, but every now and then, I meet a dealer who enjoys using and humiliating a privileged soccer mom instead. As my dealer said, “You only troll around trash like us when you need something your privileged friends can’t give you . Time to put you in your place bitch.”
What will you make me do for my next fix?
I’m an anal phone sex loving whore. I got it up the ass long before my cherry was popped. My son heard we had some new trashy whores at my company at The Fornication Station. He was jacking off as he was trolling the new girls’ pages with a few of his friends. I was actually jealous. He was taunting me that they looked even trashier and smuttier than me. In fact, he showed me a few girls who he insisted would be better anal whores than me. I told him there is nothing I can’t or want put in my ass for him. Insisted I could do anything that those trailer park whores could do and more.
My son doubted my assertion. Teased me by saying he was going to call some of the trashy MILFS there and arrange an anal challenge. He wants to see me compete with other dirty whores for the honor of the title Anal Queen Supreme. I went in my bedroom feeling doubted, got the biggest dildo I could find, brought it out and gave my son and his friends a show. I stuck it to the floor, slid my tight asshole down on the gigantic butt plug with no lubrication and bounced up and down with my legs spread finger fucking my pussy, daring them to call any of those druggy trailer park whores if they thought anyone could take something this big up their asses.
They were so turned on, they had to fuck me. Even fucked me with my own toy up my ass. Huge ass toy up my ass, a cock in my cunt and one in my mouth. Now, I want to know if any of those sleazy bitches can do what I just did. Bam. Game on. I may be a submissive whore with men, but I won’t let any crack ho, skanky whore, dirty stripper or cum dump cougar try to steal my reign as the Anal Queen.
Maybe you should check them out too, see what you think. Do you think any of them could take it in the ass better than me?
Storm Thor? How about Storm Whore? If I can’t get to the party, well the party can come to me. A few neighbors stopped by to check on me. They have a four wheel drive, and offered to get me any storm supplies I may need. I said all I needed to survive the blizzard was cock, coke and cocktails. Lucky me they had all three in hand. We turned my coffee table into a bar. I was really more interested in cock and coke. But they insisted we do shots first. After a couple Kamikazes shots, I was ready to suck cock, but they grabbed a bottle of bourbon and forced it down my throat until I was puking.
Things got a bit blurry after that. Apparently, they like a drunk, sloppy whore. I can’t handle guzzling alcohol . Now, cum is a different story. After I had puked a few times, they forced me to do a few lines of coke. One held my head while the other shoved a dollar bill up my nose making me snort. Now I do lines daily, but this was WAY more than I usually do in one setting. I could feel my nose burning; burning so bad blood started trickling out.
I was about to pass out when, two cocks were shoved down my throat to suck. I puked on their dicks, which I think they liked? I try to be a classy party girl, which to me simply means no puking, but they were force feeding me booze, coke and cock. They would simultaneously pour cum and booze down my throat. I would do a cum shot followed by some form of alcohol, chased by more cum. I was burping cum. I was so out of it, I never realized they double penetrated my ass and cunt until I woke up hours later with cum drenched holes, jizz and puke matted in my hair, and blood crusted under my nose, lying in a pool of cum, puke and piss. So attractive.
They took a bunch of pictures of me in various stages of drunken debauchery. Nothing classy about me. They said they were coming back tonight with more friends, and more party supplies. They want me projectile puking and shitting out cum. Guess I better hydrate myself now, I have finally met guys who can out party me.
I have a master, the evil kind
He controls my body and my mind
A victim without a chance
He can take my life with just a glance
Everyone says I don’t look the type
A soccer mom who smokes a pipe
Once a good girl from the south
Now I’m a whore with dick in my mouth
So desperate for my next fix
I’ll even make my brats turn tricks
My master says, “you’re just a druggie whore”
For me to beat, use and more
I will do anything he says, there is no doubt
Enslave me, force me, pimp me out
My degradation is not complete
Until my humiliation makes you weak
Trust me this is my life and not a game
I’m a druggie slut who lives for pain
I know I am not poet, but my drug dealer was in a capricious mood today. Decided I had to write him a poem about what a druggie whore I am before he would sell me anything. But he didn’t stop there. I gave him his silly poem, but he wanted pussy too. I’ve got no problem whoring my body out for drugs or money. Sex is never really free anyway, but he was not interested in my “skanky ass loose pussy.” He wanted something tight, something virginal, something young. Very young. So, I gave him my daughter. Girls learn about sex earlier these days, so I was just giving her a bit of a jump start. What’s the big deal?
She is a good girl, like her mommy. I held her down, spread her little legs and let my dealer fuck my baby girl. It had to hurt too. He is big even for my well fucked holes. He popped her cherry. She had tears in her eyes, but was not crying or screaming like a good girl. Virginity is overrated. He busted his nuts into her tight, pink, hairless cunnie and ordered me to “clean the bitch up.” I got between her legs, and soothed her swollen vagina with my tongue. Licked all his seed out of her too. He tossed me my party supplies, as I was pulling up her little cotton panties. Blood trickle still on her thighs.
As we were leaving, he said, “Next time you bring your brat to score, I’ll take her ass and more. I can be a poet too whore.” He can have her, if it gets me the hook up. You can have her too. What good are little ones if you can use them as necessary?
Sometimes when you have a big ass monkey on your back, you do things you might never do otherwise. I have a pretty hardcore habit. My husband doesn’t give me any extra money, so I am forced to find creative outlets to support my rather expensive drug habit. I love to party, which means I will do anything to earn the money for my party supplies. I answered an ad in the local Backpages for a soccer mom model who was sophisticated and classy. So, I ‘m not the poster brat for sophistication or class. There is a new site at my company filled with high class sluts: sophisticatedhotties.com. I enlisted the help of some of my company whores for tips on how to dress and act. Those high classes foxes turned me into a respectable looking mommy.
Sure enough their advice worked for me and I got the gig. I didn’t know much about the assignment, other than I was going to be paid handsomely, and be filming an underground movie with another soccer mom. I arrived at the shoot excited that after a day of work, I would be $5,000 richer. That’s a lot of money to get high on. I was nervous. Never done any film work. Well, not that I was aware of lol! I’m sure my fucked up ass has been caught on film by someone. I was introduced to Ashley, another thirty something housewife and mommy. She was pretty, but I could tell that she was like me. Faking the sophistication for her next fix.
When the director came out, I knew we weren’t making just some MILF on MILF porn. He brought out a tray of party favors. Every drug imaginable. He insisted we were going to need to be relaxed before filming started. I did a few lines of devil’s dust, my favorite mood enhancer. Ashley parties a bit harder than I do, which I didn’t think was possible! She took the needle filled with smack and shot up between her toes as not to leave a trace. The director had his assistant wheel out a rack of costumes for us and a box of sex toys. Nothing sophisticated about what we were going to be doing.
This was going to be hardcore ass fucking and anal torture film between two slutty moms. I think the director was channeling the energy of one of our evil sadistics at snuffphonesex.com. There are some fucked up girls there that enjoy inflicting pain on others. Pretty sure our director was making some ass rape porn, which all those evil bitches know a lot about. I was glad I was high because the size of the things he wanted us to shove up our asses would scare even a gay male porn star. I just thought about the money and the party favors.
We started out slow, sensual. Kissing, making out, finger fucking, rimming, pussy eating…. I squirted all over her face. As my pussy juice was running down my ass crack, she shoved this huge blue dildo in me. Bigger than most cocks. She started pounding my ass so hard. It hurt like hell at first, but I did another line of coke, and that huge ass monster dildo just slid in and out of my tight ass. I actually came again. The director was beating his cock as he filmed my ass getting anally tortured.
Next it was my turn to play with her ass. I love it up the ass, so my anal cherry was not in tact! But what a tight butt hole she had. I had my choice of anal devices to use on her, so I got out the speculum. I wanted to see how far I could stretch out her ass. I spit in her ass to lube it up, and cranked it up. Maybe I was feeling a little sick and twisted too. I shoved this little strobe light in her ass and watched it light up. The director came in his pants watching her ass glow in the dark. We were both so fucked up. I had no idea men paid good money to see women pretty much torture one another’s asses. Made me think about doing my own hard ass sex films in my house when my husband is away.
We took turns experimenting with our asses. The movie was unscripted, but we caught on pretty quickly. Just tried to think of all the sick twisted things guys would enjoy seeing two high class MILFs do to each other’s asses. Ashley put balls in my ass as I shot them into her mouth. Anal pong! I didn’t know my ass had those kinds of muscles! We had a variety of instruments and toys up our asses. Even used a double headed dildo to fuck each other with. We partied and fucked for hours while being film.
The director said we were natural anal whores. He wanted women who looked like they had never taken it in the ass before, go butt wild so to speak. Ass porn is a growing market. After that day, my ass was growing too! Never been stretched like that. I know I did it for the money, but turns out I love big huge things in my ass; having my ass pushed to its limits, well stretched to its limits. We go back next week to film another ass porn movie for him. This time lots of men will be participating. I’m gonna need to rest on a bag of frozen veggies until then!
If your prefer high class women over dirty drugged out p-mommy whores like me, check out sophisticatedhotties.com. But if you like skanks like me who will do anything for drugs and money, check out the array of victims on snuffphonesex.com. You may even find a sexy accomplice to help you torture me. My ass is ready to be used for your pleasure. Just let me get high first.
My son’s school teacher called me last night to tell me we needed to have an adult phone chat about my boy’s behavior. I guess the cat is out of the bag. My son has been drawing sexy pictures of me in class and masturbating in the locker room instead of focusing on his school work. I was informed my son was being referred to the school social worker because of his deviant behavior. Excuse me? There is nothing deviant about a young stud who is hot for his mommy. And jacking off is healthy and normal. It should be encouraged not demonized. Think how productive school boys and girls would be if they could rub one out when they needed to? It helps us all focus. I mean, when you got an itch, you have to scratch it or you can’t focus on anything else. I raised my boy to pleasure himself whenever the urge arises. Just like I do.
This morning, I marched my hot ass down to his school and had a private meeting with his teacher. I had to prevent my son from talking to a social worker. He might fully admit that we have been fucking for some time now because he is proud of our incestuous relationship. He has a MILF for a mom and he likes to brag about “tapping my ass.” My mother bear instinct kicked in. I want to protect my son, protect our relationship, so I seduced the teacher. Few married men can resist a foxy redhead who loves it up the ass. After I let him fuck my ass for a good hour and fill it up with cum, I told him if he ever sends my son to the social worker, or even tries to demonize him for his natural biological urges, I would have a little adult phone chat with his wife to play her the tape of him fucking a student’s mother up the ass. Most wives, and principles for that matter, frown upon such behavior.
When it comes to my offspring, I will do anything to protect them. Instead of making my boy feel bad about his feelings for his mother, his teacher should be encouraging his art work. My son is talented. In more ways than one of course. I think it is natural for mothers and sons to fuck. It is society that should be demonized for repressing the natural attraction that parents have for their offspring. My son is a better lover and more of a man than his teacher will ever be. Never underestimate the lengths a momma will go to keep fucking her son! Give me a call, and we can have our own adult phone chat about incest.
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.
