Last week I was working the night shift and had all 3 of my little ladies with me. We were twerking and grinding the pole and having a grand old time when a man walked up to the stage. He was a suit, but his clothes were wrinkled and he wasn’t wearing a tie. He hooked his finger in a “come here” motion and handed me a $100 bill. I jumped down off the stage and took him in the champagne room. I pushed him onto the couch and stood over him, bouncing my tits and ass like I’d done a thousand times before. “Hold up, sweet cheeks” he said, reaching into his pocket. Next to his evident bulge he pulled a wallet out. He flashed an ID that said he worked for the state. I looked at him, fear in my eyes. If I lost the brats, I’d lose over half my income. My heart dropped and my stomach sank. “If you want to keep them in your custody, you’d better go get those little shits. And they’d better be willing to do anything they ask for. Anything.” He grabbed his junk and winked at me. I excused myself and went into the main lobby, where my little ones were getting mauled by a couple young guys, barely old enough to buy drinks. I grabbed them, with much chagrin from the men, whom I flipped off as we walked into the room. His pants were at his ankles and he was lying on his side. He smelled like whiskey and his fuckrod was rock hard. He pointed out two of my youngins and pointed to his cock. They knew exactly what to do as they went, each knelt by one leg, and expertly shared his cock. They licked the precum off like proper little ladies and while one licked the shaft, the other would suck the tip, and they switched off every so often. They looked at each other with so much hunger and lust I was instantly wet. He motioned my third girl, the smallest, over and lifted her little cunny to his face. Slipping her panties to the side, he plunged his tongue into her tiny hole and swirled it around her perfect little clit. She moaned and this prompted my others to get more aggressive with his dick, competing to see who was better at deep throating. They started playing with each other and this pushed the man over the edge, grunting as he shot his hot spunk all over the little’s faces. They licked each other clean as my youngest came on his face. He picked her up and placed her on the ground. He sat up and quickly pulled his pants up. “Alright hon” he said as he handed me 4 more crisp $100’s. “you’re good for another 6 months” He winked at all the girls and they gave him shy little finger waves as he walked out of the room. I put my arms around the little shits and smiled. “Lets go, girlies. only 4 more hours.”
Category: Age Play Phone Sex
Sex Slaves for Super Bowl Sunday
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?
Knife Play
My daddy was a cop, and my older sister and I would sometimes go down to the station after school. We’d sneak into the evidence room, and it was there I gained my fascination with handcuffs, torture devices and knives. Goddamn I love knives. One afternoon, my sister dragged me in there. She laid me over the cool metal table & cuffed my ankles and wrists to the legs. She slipped up the skirt of my school uniform and kissed my thighs. She reached my sopping cunny and started licking it, moving my panties to the side in desperation. She swirled her tongue on my clit and suddenly took a huge, vicious bite. She clamped down on my clit with her teeth and pulled hard. I screamed out in pain and pleasure as she stood up and spit in my face. She grabbed a small bag and poured the contents into a paper towel, which she wadded up and slipped deep inside me. “That’s cocaine” she explained, as if we hadn’t snorted it together 2 weeks ago. “The wetter your pussy gets, the faster it’ll absorb into your system” She knew I liked pain. This girl wanted me high, and quick. She grabbed a knife from a nearby counter.
She placed it on the corner of my mouth and pressed down gently. “why so serious?” she laughed and dragged the blade slowly down my chin and around my throat. She slid it down to my breasts, slowly circling my rock hard nipples and making slices in my areolas. My cunt started numbing, soaking in the cocaine. My head started spinning and I felt so happy and light. I started to giggle and she pressed the blade harder into my skin. She traced my stomach with the metal, moving in for a kiss. “How you feeling, sissy?” I laughed, absolutely euphoric. Her knife reached its destination, right between my thighs. She reached the cold blade in and removed the paper towel, cocaine totally dissolved. My cunt was numb and she fucked me with the blade as she occasionally tongued my clit. I squirted and laughed as I came, covering my sister with pussy juice tinged with blood. I’m so wet just thinking about this memory. I have a ton more, I’d love to tell you some.
Tonight Its Party Time!
It’s so out of the ordinary for me to do anything on a Monday other than sleep. I like to stay in to get a good night’s rest for school the next day, but my classmate had very different ideas for our night. She’s from Australia and she says that she’s never missed one Australia Day celebration so I promised I’d help her celebrate. We ended up bar hoping downtown and we both had such a blast! Every bar we went inside our drinks were covered because of how good we looked that night, women get all the perks! I had forgotten all about the need to be at school early tomorrow morning. I was going to have to just drag myself into class and get over it. This night was just too good to pass up.
We stumbled down the street screaming “HAPPY AUSSIE DAY!!” as we headed to the next bar. We bumped into some hot boys on the way to our next stop, they were definitely worth the detour. My classmate walked off far in front of me to flirt with the guy she liked. Leaving me behind to entertain his other 3 friends. One was extremely shy and I thought he was afraid of me by how far off he seemed. The other two were all over me, I could feel their hands all over me. I was too wasted to figure out which hands belonged to who, I was just enjoying the feeling of my body being handled tonight! I lost sight of my friend as I got lost in their touch. The last thing I remember before my alarm going off was me begging for nut as my face was stuck on a brick wall. When I woke up I felt all the dry cum stuck to the side of my face and pillow. I was a mess as I dragged myself to class.
One Too Many
I am never drinking beer again! I knew it wasn’t up my alley, but that’s what I get for trying to impress a guy. I should have never even bothered with sneaking into that bar. I should have just went home and studied like I was supposed to. I could have easily been off to sleep rather than struggling for a cab in the middle of no man’s land. My cell was barely working and of course I couldn’t recall where the hell I was.
I ended up here after I had just gotten my little teen pussy ripped apart by the bar staff. I don’t remember much of anything. My pussy was soaked in what I was sure was all their nut. My tits were soar like they had been spanked and pulled on. I had monkey bites all over my neck and chest. Waiting there for the taxi I examined my thighs a little closer and noticed that beyond the slick mess was also bruising, my thighs were covered in hand prints where they had gripped me.
My whole body felt like they had gripped me and slammed their cocks into my little teen pussy. I couldn’t imagine how many of them fucked me. I’m sure I enjoyed it all, I do love a good fucking. I just can’t manage to remember any of it, that damn beer whipped my whole memory of my fuck down.
An Early Morning Surprise
This morning I woke up horny and my clit was throbbing. I closed my eyes thinking about my brothers and started rub it until I came. I heard my door creak open, which made me open my eyes to find my uncle standing in front of my bed. He told me I looked so sinful, and that is cock had been thinking about me all night long. I pulled the covers back to show him my bare wet pussy. He couldn’t contain himself, he wanted me so bad. He knelt down to my hips and spread legs. He could see my hot juice glistening on my lips.
He took a deep breath and slid his tongue into me. I could feel his soft lips sucking and lapping my hot squirting pussy’s flavor. I reached down and felt his hard cock, it was throbbing I knew it wouldn’t be long. He sucked and bit my clit till I came over and over again. I was so wet that the bed was saturated. He grabbed me and pulled me toward him, he whispered that he knew it was time. He climbed on top, put my legs over his shoulders and slid his fucking thick dick in me. I screamed his name and I was loving his cock in me. He pounded my slutty pussy so good. When he finished he pulled out and got dressed then leaned over and kissed my forehead.
Is the time right for you? Why don’t you come over and give me a try and see how good I taste.