Category: Rough Sex Phone Sex

Boy Cock and Coke for Christmas with Mommy Blair

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!

Anal Phone Sex Whore Cassandra: Take My Ass, Please

Ever since my Daddy first violated my tiny little ass when I was just a young school girl, I have been an anal loving whore.  He would crawl in bed with me every night and put his daddy dick in my pooper as he called it way back then. My back door was fucked long before my pussy. I was daddy’s subby bitch, now I am any man’s subby whore. I picked up a guy last night. Not my normal bad boy type either. More like the boring banker type. Cute though. And when we were dancing, I could feel how hard he was and it was big. I just kept thinking how good it was going to feel in my tight ass. He didn’t really strike me as the one night stand kind of guy, but I wanted his dick to fuck my backdoor something bad.

After I made him do a few shots to loosen him up, I asked him if he liked anal sex. He blushed and said he had never tried it. He admitted that he thought it was distasteful to women. I asked him if he had ever even given or received a rim job? No to both again. I grabbed his cock through his jeans, leaned into him and said, “I want you to fuck my ass.” He looked dumbfounded at first but I told him the only thing distasteful was not honoring a hot chick’s wishes. I got him more shots and once he was good and drunk, I took him home.

I got a bit forceful with him. Pushed him against the wall of my entry way and pulled his huge hard cock out. Fell to my knees like a good whore and sucked him until I was gagging and my eyes were bugging out. I then pushed him to the floor and got on top of him reverse cowgirl. I just spit on his cock to lube it up. Grabbed the base of his thick rod and worked it in my tight ass. I let out such a loud moan too. What a feeling. Brought back so many hot memories of when my Daddy fucked my ass. I was his first ass. My ass will spoil guys though! I can take it long, thick and hard up my ass. No hesitation; no wincing; no complaining; no pleading to stop.

He rammed his cock in and out of my ass for hours. We never even made it to my bed. That’s okay, I’m not exactly the bedroom type. I’m the down and dirty whore who picks up strangers and let’s them ass bang her for hours on a cold floor. Who are we kidding, I am the woman of YOUR dreams.

Passionate Denial

I know about deep dark fantasies. Let me tell you I’m here to bring out the kinkiest things in you.  I’m a no taboo kind of gal.  Tease and denial is one of the most passionate things.  The best way is a hands on approach. Lay back and let me explore the frame work of your body.  I love taking my hands or other body parts and giving a nice firm vigorous grip, next I’ll give you a nice lather of my favorite lube. I’ll move on to apply a good amount of pressure not to hard just right and varying my speed for the hand job stroking.  I can continue this pace of hard and fast for hourstease and denial phone sex .  Just as you get close I slow down my stroke, maybe even giving it tiny kisses.  I explore the different parts of your cock, playing with the underside of the head or just playing with the tip.  I want to make it so the tiniest touch could possible push you over the edge. I personally like to explore more taboo areas.  Focusing on other areas can heighten your arousal.   I know every man is different and I intend to learn what you respond to the most.  I want your denial to be dreamy and steamy, not the main attraction.  It’s not wrong to savor this and wonder if I will let you cum tonight.  

Tranny Locker Room Lolita

I go to the gym several times a week. This small little local gym I belong to understands I am a special girl and they allow me to use the girls’ locker room. Even though I have a dick, I identify more with my female side. Today, however, I was feeling particularly masculine after a workout. I decided to shower with the boys. It was crowded too. I walked right in, dropped my towel and hopped in the group shower. All eyes were on me. Just the reaction I was hoping for. In fact you could say I got a rise out of a few of the guys. None of the guys in that locker room seemed to realize that I was a chick with a dick. They knew now.

My cock was rock hard. I love attention. I was not the only one hard. I felt like a Locker Room Lolita. I got on my knees and sucked off 5 guys. I deep throated each one of their cocks. Balls deep I believe is what it is called. I swallowed every load of cum that was shot down my throat too. Steam was all around me, I was wet from the shower water and I had a mouth full of yummy spunk.  I was all set to call it a day and clean myself up when a super well hung guy stepped out of the bathroom. He was like, “Not so soon pretty lady. I want my turn.” He came up to me, pushed me down on his anaconda and skull fucked me until my eyes almost popped out of my socket. He shot one of the largest loads of jizz I have ever swallowed.

I was a little cum dump tranny in that locker room today and I loved it. I might have to shower in the boys room more often.

Submissive Phone Sex with Cassandra: I Need a Master

Never judge a book by its cover. My cover suggests that I am a dominate spoiled bitch. Look at me. I am a blonde goddess.  Tall, busty, sensual, confidant in my skin…. But if you turn the pages of my book, you discover that looks are deceiving. I am a total submissive whore. Ever since I was a little girl and my daddy first forced his cock in my tiny holes, I knew that I was a submissive bitch.  I don’t date men, I belong to them.  I have masters, not lovers. I’m controlled, not controlling. I am used, not pampered. I’m dominated not dominant. I need a collar, not a ring. I get beaten not hugged. I deserve pain, not pleasure. I’m humiliated not praised. I’m hated, not loved. I get kicked, not kissed. I receive torture not gifts. I belong in a cage not a pedestal.  I’m insulted not complimented.  I don’t speak, I obey.

Hit me. Violate me. Cut me. Burn me. Bruise me. Hang me. Mutilate me. Fist me. Scar me. Degrade me. Suspend me. Bury me. Gag me. Electrocute me. Smother me. Drown me. Choke me. Suffocate me. Fillet me. Shock me. Spank me. Abuse me. Flog me. Kidnap me. Hunt me. Own me. Eat me. Bite me. Stab me. Deny me. Tease me. Punch me. Shoot me. Shove me. Piss on me. Push me. Hurt me. Kill me. Just don’t love me. I am worthy of hate, not love. I’m a whore, not a goddess.

I need a strong Master. Is that you?

Submissive Phone Sex with Janelle

I saw you at the bank, and I knew from experience that your good looks and charm had a twisted side. Your eyes were deep blue and seemed to be swimming with sick thoughts. I am used to having men oogle my body and breasts, but the way you stared me down made my pussy throb just thinking about what was going through your head. You were ahead of me in line, and once I was done and headed for my car, you were waiting for me. Leaned against my car, not even smiling.

I walked up slowly, not sure what to expect, and as I approached you just kept looking my body up and down, almost like you wanted to eat me alive. Normally I would have been offended, but something about you made me feel weak and feminine and vulnerable. Once I got close enough, you took me by the arm and swung me around throwing me back up against my own car. It took my breath away, you scared me, but it was broad daylight in a bank parking lot, so I didn’t panic.I felt my nipples harden inside my blouse, and I saw you noticed them too.

Submissive phone sex is usually something I dominate, but you had control of me from that very moment. You told me I looked like a dirty whore, and all I could do was nod. You told me you were going to fuck me and make me pay for dressing like such a whore. I wanted to hate you, but my pussy was getting more wet with every word you said. You told me to turn around and lift my skirt up. You were going to fuck me right there in the parking lot. There had to be cameras. You must have read my mind, because you told me that you didn’t give a fuck if security was watching, you said they would have some real ass rape porn to watch.

I lifted up my skirt, just like you told me to, and you rammed your cock right up my ass. I almost screamed, but took your cock deep inside, as I somehow wanted to please you. You dug your fingers into my hips so hard that I knew I would be bruised.  You came almost immediately, deep inside me. You pulled your cock out and your cum began dripping down my legs onto my shoes. You told me to get in my car, and not to wipe you cum off my legs. You told me to let it dry and sleep with it that way all night. I opened the car door and got in, my inner thighs soaked. He walked away without another word. I went to bed that night, your cum still dried on my legs, and dreamed over and over about running into you again soon….

Forced Intoxication Phone Sex

Well the holidays are here there are so many parties with alcohol. I know there’s nothing like forced intoxication phone sex. I went to our company holiday party the other night and boy did they load me up with the booze. The stripper patrons were blasting me with here come drink with me I can’t drink alone. As I continued to drink I felt myself being more turned on. I couldn’t help but to slide a finger in me with every shot I did. I loved rubbing and smearing my juices on the shot cups. I couldn’t help to orgasm as I see the glasses being passed around. My Forced intoxication Phone Sexclothes kept seem to fall off my daughters were there to help mommy out. One guy must have caught on to my trick and began licking all the glasses that came his way. It excited me seeing how his sweet tongue rimmed the glasses and he seemed dart in and out of the cup like he was savoring an exotic wine. I’m sure a couple of times he caught my eyes admiring his work. So it was no surprise when he came down with 5 drinks. After the first one I felt my head spinning and his hands started wandering. I could feel his hands exploring my thighs. I tried to stop him but the alcohol was becoming too much. I realized how sultry and horny I was. I couldn’t help but wondering what the next fulfillment was. I felt his breath on my neck I told him I was done drinking, that it could lead to something. He smiled and shoved a drink in my mouth. He told me tonight I was going to be his bitch. I ended up being shoved me into the bathroom and lifted up my skirt. I felt his hands invading parts of me. He took the bottles id been drinking from and rammed them into my pussy. I tried to scream but I felt my screams were restrained. His big hands probed my ass poking and sliding his big fingers in between my cheeks. Every time I tried to mumble but I was forced to drink more. I turned to face him and that’s when he lifted me up ripped off my clothes in front of girls and told them that when mommy gets drunk this is what’s supposed to happen. I moaned with every thrust of the bottles he spread my legs wide and slid each one in me. I gasped with the girth of some. I tried to put some space between us but all he did was force more alcohol in me. I was becoming so drunk that I couldn’t fight him any longer but I wanted more. I was at his mercy. He took advantage of my limited mobility and fucked every hole I had. Upon waking wow those were some intense drinking games, I know grab those bottles and let’s get started.

Submissive Phone Sex with Blair: Your Mommy, Your Whore

My son told me to put on a slutty little outfit and be ready in 30 minutes. He was picking me up and taking me to one of his job sites. When we arrived there were about 15 laborers waiting for us. He pushed me into the middle of them and said, “Here is your holiday bonus.” I don’t think any spoke English, but they didn’t have too. I knew why I was there. To take care of them. Their cocks were out and I started sucking them, getting as many in my mouth as I could. As I was down on my knees being a dirty little whore, I could feel cum splattering on my ass and back. Even felt fingers exploring my cunt and ass. I looked over and my son was filming his mommy getting gang banged by a bunch of illegal workers. I felt like a dirty whore.

I was covered in cum when the cocks started fucking me. My ass, my cunt, my mouth… nothing was off limits. Every hole I have was double stuffed and filled with cum. I was shoved down in the dirt being violated by dirty day laborers who didn’t even speak English. My son pimped me out as a holiday bonus to them. Said pussy was better to them than money any day. Added that I was a stupid bitch here to serve him so I best not complain.

The things he makes me do sometimes are so humiliating, so degrading. But you know what? I love it. I know I am a submissive whore. I do better being under the control of a strong dominant man. Mommy Blair is here for whatever perverted, sick, twisted fantasies you have. I never say no.

He hurts so good

He has done it for the last time. He broke my heart. I never judged him. I never tried to leave, even after he beat me and made he fuck his friend. I loved him. He left me 2 months ago. And now he comes back, drunk thinking he can pick up the pieces. I knew I should have changed the locks but it cost so much! I barely could afford rent, power and food. When he stumbled through the front door, drunk and high I just couldn’t kick him out. When he woke up he forced me to take his cock.  When he was done, He called me his whore. He threw money on me and told me to clean up. 

I did as I was told, I just wanted him to love me back. I know he is the boss in our relationship. I know he is in charge of my life. 

While I was in the shower he came to me. He was so sweet, rubbing my neck and my back. Then he grabbed me by my hair and in the same moment he wrapped his other hand around my throat. 

He kissed my check and told me he wanted me out of the shower in 5 minutes and all dolled up in 15. He said he left my outfit on the bed. He turn the warm hot water to freezing cold. I finished my shower and got out. I put on my lotions dried my hair and put on my makeup. I walked into the bed room and slowly put on what he left on the bed. It wasn’t anything but gloves and black heals. I put them on, took a deep breath and walked down the hallway. I had no idea what was waiting for me. But I knew I would do anything for him. I loved him. 

Rape Phone Sex Fantasy

I came home today, and to my surprise my front door was unlocked.. I thought it was strange, because I never leave it unlocked, but I figured I must have just forgot to lock it. I went in and set my shopping bags down on the litchen counter and my heart skipped a beat when I saw several empty beer cans sitting next to the sink. They weren’t mine, and I didn’t know where they had come from. My heart began to race as I realized there could be someone in my house.

I turned around slowly, and there was no one there. I had always had rape fantasies, but now I wasn’t so sure I was ready right this minute. But just the thought of someone taking me that way made my pussy get wet. I peeked around the corner into the living room and there was a man standing there, stark naked, stroking his giant cock. He stared right in my eyes and didn’t appear nervous at all. I felt my nipples harden inside my shirt and I was frozen in place. I could have beat him to the front door, but my body was telling me not to run.

He told me to come to him and I can’t explain why, but I did. There was something scary but fascinating about this guy. When I got close enough, he took my hand and placed it around his cock and I began to stroke it. It was so crazy – this complete stranger who had broken in my house – and my pussy is throbbing from just stroking his cock. I wanted him so bad, and I could tell he knew it. He grabbed me by my hair and told me he was going to fuck me hard and that I better not scream.

I promised him I wouldn’t, and he began ripping my clothes off. He was so strong, and I just kept my hand on his cock where he had put it, and let him strip me down. He grabbed my tits and ass really rough and eveen began biting my nipples. I knew my fantasy was about to come true and I was getting wetter by the minute. He sat down on the couch and pulled me down backwards on top of him. He shoved his dick right into my tight cunt and immediately began fucking me hard.

His power and huge cock made the pounding so hard that I came all over him instantly. He was grunting like an animal he was fucking me so hard. I was still afraid, but my pussy had won out over my mind – this guy was going to get anything and everything he came here to get today!