Prostitution phone sex is something I am getting better at. My drug dealer has me turning tricks for my coke now. I was just fucking him and his nephew, but I am using a lot more coke now that my mother lives with us. She is the only one I know who is a bigger coke whore than me. Coke is expensive according to Marcus, so I need to do more than just fuck him. I need to fuck some of his clients and associates too. Men who need a dirty whore to do the things to they can’t do to their wives. Normally, I have only fucked one or two men for him. The other night, he had 12 men lined up for me to fuck. Not all at once either. His house was my whore quarters. He had all the equipment I needed to clean up in between fucks. He bought a case of Summer’s Eve douche for me to rinse my cunt in between fucks. He said I was fucking mostly black men and they don’t do creampies like loser white men. Every guy had 45 mins to do what they wanted to me with 15 minutes for me to clean up. I will do anything for my coke. I have never douched that much in my life, but if his clients wanted a fresh pussy, a fresh pussy they would get. I swear with every fuck, came the biggest cum shot inside me. I got fucked in the ass too. Never douched my asshole, but I did for coke. I got pissed on and spanked too. But like I said, I will do anything for a nice big bag of coke. I am a mommy whore, so why not be a gang bang whore too? I got a good workout, but I got the biggest bag of coke ever. I earned that shit.
Category: Drugs Phone Sex
Prostitution Phone Sex for Coke, Lots of Coke
Incest Phone Sex with Drugs is Hotter
Incest phone sex is more fun when mommy is high. I am not like other mommies. I never have been nor will I ever be thankfully. I don’t need to be high to molest my sons, but it makes me kinkier for sure. I thought my boys were gone for the night at a sleep over. I was getting high and having fun with the teen boy next door. They came home with no warning and busted us. It is not like I was fucking behind their backs. They know their mother is a whore. They left the sleep over because some one got sick with what was thought to be the flu. Their friend’s mother dropped them off. Luckily, she didn’t come in with them or she would have busted me with a teen boy’s dick up my ass. My boys just dropped their backpacks and joined in. I am a three hole mommy after all. I got on all fours, so I could better accommodate 3 young cocks. My neighbor boy was in my cunt. My youngest son was in my mouth and my oldest boy took my ass. They had great timing too. All three boys were pumping in unison. They came in unison too. I love being a mommy whore, but when you combine boy cock with drugs phone sex, it is just much more fun.
Prostitution Phone Sex Pays for My Drugs
Prostitution phone sex? Don’t knock it until you try it, I always say. I am a mommy whore and a druggy slut. I do anything for coke and anything for my boys, so when I find myself in a cash flow situation, I will sell my body for money. My regular drug dealer is down in Mexico. He left with me with a huge stash to get through a couple weeks while he was on a smuggling expedition. The problem was that he underestimated me and mother nature. We had sub arctic temps and my mom, and I went through more coke than usual. The boys were home from school for most of the week because of the weather and we needed our medicine to keep up. When the coke ran out, I went to a few back up dealers but none of them wanted to trade their medicine for my whore pussy. My sons love me coked up. Everyone does. They dressed me in a sluttier than usual outfit and encouraged me to go down town and make some money the old-fashioned way, so I did. I thought I looked hot. I stood out among the other whores. I was older and a red head. I always was a suburban housewife, not a lot lizard skank. I was fucking for coke not smack. I looked better, fresher than the other whores. I was feeling confident. Turns out, I was right to be confident. I fucked 8 guys at $150 a pop. They other whores were jelly. I had the money I needed, no need to push the envelope. If I had stayed much longer, they may have killed me. I went to another dealer covered in cum and bought my first bag of coke with money in ions. Everyone was happy to see me come home with Superbowl supplies. Sex sells, even for a mommy phone sex whore like me.
Drugs Phone Sex with the Catering Help
When you are known as a drugs phone sex whore, you know how to have fun, even at the most boring of events. I had to go to this retirement party the other night. My husband’s boss is retiring and giving the business to my husband. If it wasn’t for that fact, I would have skipped the party. It is not a party unless I can get high and fuck. I guess this is one of those things you do for love, right? My husband asked me not to bring any coke. He knows how wild I get. I promised I wouldn’t bring any, but I never promised I wouldn’t do any. That was a different think completely. I played the nice wife for about an hour before I went to slum with the catering crew. Mostly young Latino boys. I figured one of them would at the least have some weed on him. I hit the jackpot. All of them had something on them. Coke, weed, pills, molly…. Whatever I wanted. They were happy to party with a hot MILF. I did some lines of coke and then I turned from nice suburban wife into gangbang whore. I was in the kitchen getting fucked by 5 Mexican caterers. I don’t think any of them were over 25. I knew my husband would be pissed, but I didn’t break my promise. I let the help cum inside me, did another line, then went back to the boring party with a creampie and a smile. Surefire way to make a party fun is coke and cum.
The Birthday Party For Marcus Part II
As you recall the last time I blogged I left you with a bit of a cliff hanger. Everyone who did not have the red wax seal on their Party Invite was asked to leave. Once they were all gone Marcus stood up and instructed those who had the Number 1 written on their piece of paper to make their way back behind the stage. I saw a rather young looking Mom stand up and take her little one behind the stage. Marcus then instructed who ever had the Number 2 on their paper to go back as well. A Dad stood up and took his two little ones back with him. A woman then came around and gave the few adults left goodie bags, and smaller ones to the girls and boys where were also in the audience.
My girls asked if they could open theirs and I told them they could. Mine was filled with all the types of nose candy that I love! I was so damn excited. The girls got different little things, earrings, bracelets, gift cards, regular candy, that sort of thing. They were trying on their jewelry when the lights lowered. Marcus stood up and said, “Let the show begin!” One girl, two boys, a Mom and Dad all came out. They were all naked. They looked at Marcus for direction and he nodded. All those who were on stage started to touch, kiss, lick, and suck on each other. It was pretty hot. A lot of Adults in the audience were squirming in our chairs. Now I knew what the numbers on the papers were for.
After two other sets of people went up on stage it was our turn. We went behind the stage and put on our lingerie. The girls were actually nervous. They had done all this before, but not on a stage with a spotlight on them. I walked out with them, nobody else had been called back it seemed. It was just us four. Marcus nodded at us and we began. It was just my girls and I. I was licking their little cunts, sucking on their tiny nipples, and they were finger fucking me, sitting on my face, and a whole lot of other things.
After about fifteen minutes or so, Marcus came over to stop us. We looked up at him and he started to take his clothes off, he announced that he wanted everyone up there with us. It turned into a P-Mommy and P-Daddy orgy. Little cocks, stiff, wet from being in mouths and pussies where all around me. Tiny pussy holes were being stretched open by cocks and dildos. I was sucking on a little ball sack when I felt a woman’s tongue plunge inside of me. We played for a very long time.
When we got home that night each one of us was exhausted! Marcus called the next night to thank us for doing such a great job and to tell us that we would be invited back next year for sure. My girls are just as excited about that as I am.
Mommy Phone Sex with a Druggy Mom
I love my dirty mommy phone sex calls. Getting high and playing mommy pair well together. Last night, my sons were at a sleep over. My mom and I were home alone as my husband went on an ice fishing trip with his brothers. I got enough coke for mommy and me to weather the cold weekend together. Normally, I have a son eating my pussy while I talk dirty, but this time it was my mommy. She enjoys listening to my part of the phone call. I am often talking to callers about her because my incest life began when I was a little girl watching her fuck my older brother. She let me watch. She encouraged me to play with my little kitty. She would tell me that I would be her one day with my own sons and she was right. She even turned me into the druggy phone sex whore I am today. Coke clears the mind of guilt and lies, so we can be our true selves. When high, a woman would never deny her natural desires for her son. She would also never deny her love for her mommy. When I turned my phone off, it was mommy and me time. We were both high and horny from my calls. I ate her hairy pussy and she fucked my ass with a strap-on. Sometimes, it is nice to spend a quiet night at home with mommy.
Forced Intoxication Phone Sex with My Stepson
Forced intoxication phone sex is a dirty pleasure for me. Everyone knows I am a coke whore. Booze is not really a problem for me, but I do like to splurge on whiskey, especially when I am out of coke. I was partying with my stepson over the weekend. We have a love hate relationship. Sometimes he likes me, other times I think he wants to kill me. He is bipolar, an alcoholic at 25 and has never forgiven me for being a homewrecker. His dad traded up. Got himself a younger, hotter and freakier wife. Not my problem his ex-wife was a bore in bed and let herself get fat. I was high when I blurted that out to him. He was not happy about what I said, so he grabbed me. Just rushed me, tied my hands behind my back and tied me to a chair. He pulled my hair back, forcing my mouth open. I heard him grab a bottle. He started pouring it down my throat. When I spit it out, he slapped me across the face. He pinched my nose which forced the booze down my throat. He just kept yelling at me to call myself a cheating, home wrecking whore. I was resisting. I mean I am older than him. His father chose me over his mother. He was the one who should be apologizing to me. I was getting so drunk. I have a high tolerance for any substance, but I was coked up and had not eaten yet. I felt sick to my stomach and light headed. I begged for mercy, but he was in one of his moods. The bottle was only half full, but it was Wild Turkey and it was like 90 proof bourbon. He liked forcing me into an intoxicated mess. He thought it would be fun to give me a hardcore ass fucking while drunk as a stunk. I woke up the next day sick to my stomach, with a pounding headache and a sore ass. Just another encounter with my stepson.
Naughty Neighbor Phone Sex Is Hot
Naughty neighbor phone sex just sort of happened one evening while out with my daughter. I had drinks with an old friend and brought the slut along and she got some strangers phone number and gave him mine while I wasn’t paying attention. I noticed her flirting and teasing a neighbor of ours but thought nothing of it. He was just some 30 something guy that lived with his boring wife and drove a boring car and looked a little, well, boring. But he really seemed to enjoy the flirting and teasing of my slutkin. Later that night I was on the couch with the little slut and a little stoned when my phone rang. In answering it this guy was talking really low and telling me how much he adored my daughter and me and the fun he could show us. He went on about not judging the book by the cover and to really give him a chance.
After a little hot conversation and how he wanted to be the p daddy that could please the two of us and how he would lick each of our slits and finger our cunts until we got really juicy then he would love to see us make out the way we did to tease those workers last summer. The MILF phone sex angle I played was so fucking hot that he has such a hard on when he sees us in public due to his really sexually fueled fantasies he would have as he jerked off. The idea of incest phone sex with a mother and daughter sharing his daddy cock really pushed him over and he needed to feel his cock penetrate our sweet wet pussies. There was no denying we could easily have this one wrapped around our fingers.
An Upcoming Birthday Party
My cell phone started ringing around 3 a.m. this morning. I kept hitting decline because I couldn’t turn it off as I use it for my alarm. I was getting so pissed off. I finally answered it at 3:40 a.m. to find out that it was Marcus. I was not happy, not at all. I swore at him and asked him what the fuck he wanted so god damned early in the morning. He just ignored me. He talked over me and told me that he would be there in about a hour. To have not only myself, but the girls up, hair done, make-up on and naked under some robes or something. Then he hung up.
How the hell did he expect me to have all three of my girls done up, and myself in just a hour? I turned on my flat iron, curling iron, hot rollers, grabbed my make up bag, did my hair, then went and got the girls up. I don’t think he realized that they have school today. My poor girlies were almost unable to stay awake, they just wanted to go back to bed. I heard a key in my front door and I knew it was Marcus. I heard him go into my kitchen and make himself a cup of coffee.
I wasn’t done with myself yet! I put my make up on as quickly as I could, gathered the girls then went downstairs. He was sitting there with a smile on his face when we came in. The girls went over to him and gave him hugs, and kisses on his cheek. I asked him why he had us done up like this, this early in the morning. He put his cup down and said, “It’s my Birthday bitch!” We all said Happy Birthday, and all of use gave him a huge kiss.
He said he came over because he was going to have two parties. One with his family, and one with some of his better ‘clients’ and friends that he couldn’t bring around his family. He told me that it was going to be Sunday night at 8 p.m. sharp. I said, “Okay?” He went on to tell me that he came over so he could pick out the outfits that we were going to wear to his second party. The girls and I tried on outfit after outfit from that huge box that we got from him as a Christmas Present. Finally he settled on a red and black lace number. He said we all looked beautiful, he even told me that I cleaned up well and if I were to do my make up and hair all the time I might have a man. I have no time to mess with the hair and make up crap. I only do it when I go to the work at the Gentlemen’s Club, but other than that, nope.
I asked him why he just couldn’t come over tomorrow night and do this. He said he was excited, and couldn’t wait. He gave us all a kiss on the cheek, gave me a little package of party powder and left. Now the girls are excited and they cannot wait until the party on Sunday.
Matching Lingerie
My girlies have a lot of different outfits that they wear to look sexy for some of the men who they come in contact with. Since they do not make lingerie for their size, it is up to me to retro-fit lingerie that I buy for them. This takes a lot of effort and time. One of you suggested that I learn how to make the lingerie from scratch, that it would be cheaper. I don’t think they realized just how damn lazy I am! That’s not true, I am not lazy, it is just that I have so little time. Between working here, the club, and taking care of the girls, I barely have time to breath then to make patterns to make their own clothes. Plus, I have to fit in time to have a little fun with my favorite candy/medicine on the planet.
Yesterday a huge box came to the house. I mean it was like a refrigerator sized box. I had not ordered anything so I had no clue what it was. The guy brought it into my living room on a hand truck. He set it down then said have a nice day and left. I didn’t have to sign for it or anything. I looked at the box to see if there was a label, or note, or anything that would tell me who it was from, or if it was actually mine and not a neighbors. I didn’t see anything so I opened it. It took a bit of doing, but I finally got it open.
Inside there was the most beautiful lingerie, in not only my size, but all my little slut’s sizes too! I just could not believe it. I had most of it out and sorted when my phone went off. It was Marcus, asking me if I liked the stuff he sent me. I thought he meant the medicine that someone brought over that morning, I told him I loved it but it was gone. He sent me back a question mark. I sent one back to him. He said, “I mean the sexy shit.” The lingerie was from him!
He told me that one of the women he deals too couldn’t pay for her stuff. He let her ride for three weeks, so she owed him big. He said she was too ugly to fuck, so he bought the lingerie, and had her do the alterations on them for free. It is what she does for a living, so he just had her work off what she owed him. He said he would never sell to her again, but to enjoy the clothing, consider it a perk of being a long time customer. I know Marcus has a soft spot for my girls, I think that is why he really did it. Anyway, now we have all these matching lingerie outfits, and we get to wear our first set to a party next Sunday that was set up by Marcus. I cannot wait!








