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Trashy Slut Phone Sex with Vinny: Trailer Trash Whore

For my 40th birthday, I decided  I wanted to be a bukkake slut. I love cum and I love cock, so the perfect gift to give myself.  I really can be a trailer trash whore. I arranged to have 10 big black dicks meet me at my trailer park home.  Black guys love a trashy white slut. They arrived ready to party too. They had coke, cock and liquor with them . I was slugging back bottles of malt liquor, getting wasted  quick. I started doing lines of coke off some big black dicks.  I was getting my party on. I started cramming as many big black cocks as I could in my mouth. It is amazing how a little coke and malt liquor makes you feel like a porn star.

Before long I was jacking,  sucking and fucking a ton of huge monster cocks. All dark meat specials. Big thick long black dongs. Those black guys couldn’t wait to turn this trailer trash whore into a bukkake slut either. After they gang banged all my holes, even double stuffed a few of them, they got around me in a circle and started jerking those monster black cocks all over me. I love seeing black men stroke their cocks. Such a hot sight. They are such men, so animalistic, so HARD.

Cum spurting out from every direction; covering my face and body. Cum all in my hair too. I loved it. I made sure to open my mouth wide too so some could land right in my greedy cum loving mouth. I love showing them what a good jizz junkie I am. Plus I love the taste of cum. The touch, the feel of cum in my mouth….

What To Wear

 

My friend is throwing a Halloween party. It is adults only and the theme is Slutty Sexy. All of my girlfriends and I are trying to figure out what the fuck we are going to wear. We all know that with our group parties get kinky, wild, nasty, and out of control. We drink to much and fuck all night. It’s just the way we roll. Some of the girls are talking about the usual costumes, an angel, a devil, a witch, blah bah blah. Boring and predictable. Not me I want to do some thing different . Something so unexpected, out of character and completely not me. Finally I think I found the perfect custom. Not only is it not me but I think I will get fucked to high heaven in it. Picture me, the girl that will never get married and is so not a virgin, in a virginal white and super slutty wedding costume, veil and all. I put it on to model it and my cunt got so wet it was out of control. What do you think of it? It is super fucking hot isn’t it?

Shemale Phone Sex with Carla: Tranny Domination

Over July 4th weekend, I went  to  Venice Beach to visit some friends. I had heard all the freaks  hang out there and a chick with a dick would blend right in. I love the beach, but on a traditional, vanilla beach, I stick out. Even in a bikini it’s hard to hide my 10 inch cock. Especially when I see all those hot men in Speedos! I decided to put on my red, white and blue bikini and a matching hat, and roller skate my hot ass right down to the beach. I met a cute little freak named Jorge. Now Jorge was wearing a Wonder Woman Speedo. Hell he had on a whole Wonder Woman outfit.  Little guy, claimed he was straight and just trying to fit in with the freaks. Well, if he was indeed straight, he would not be for much longer. I was gonna have fun with my sexy little Wonder Woman.

We looked cute roller skating together in matching red, white and blue outfits. However, Jorge seemed clueless about the present in my bikini bottom. I asked him if he wanted to come back to my hotel room with me. I towered over him, so much so I could rest my tits on his head. When we got back to the room, Jorge and I smoked a joint. California weed is awesome. We started kissing  and was positive he would see my dick poking out of the top of my bikini, but he was still clueless. I went down on him. Surprisingly a big package in a tiny man. Small hands and feet but huge cock. Almost as big as mine, which was now totally out of my bikini. When he came in my mouth, I stood up and well the cat was out of the bag.

He seemed a little perturbed. Actually downright angry. He tried to hit me. I was high and horny as fuck. Not to mention pissed off that a little shrimp of a man in a Wonder Woman outfit would act offended that I had a cock. I over powered him, flipped him over and yanked off his silly little Speedo and rammed my hard cock up his ass. I forced him to explore his bisexuality. He was screaming in a bad way, but he deserved my cock up his ass. Even more so, he deserved my hot spunk in his ass. I fucked him good too. No way I was letting him just walk out of my room without breaking in his tight little ass. It was so tight too. Well, maybe not as tight now.

He laid there all violated looking, crying like a pansy. I fucked his ass, I didn’t cut off his balls. Felt good to be so animalistic. I really enjoyed forcing my cock up that unwilling tight ass.  I don’t do that often;  but you can’t cock tease me, act like you are totally clueless when I am bulging in my panties then leave me with blue balls.  Jorge learned a valuable lesson that day. Don’t pick up random strangers with a package.

I wonder if you would be so clueless? Bet you would love to find my panty surprise.

Anal Phone Sex with Blair: Mommy’s Anal Loving Ghost

Have you all seen the movie Ghost? Well, I have my own ghost story. Maybe not as romantic as Demi Moore and Patrick Swayze, but hot as hell. We live in this old restored Victorian house. When we first moved here a few years ago, I thought I was just a little out of sorts from the move. You know things would move around, doors would randomly shut, flashes of odd light would show up in pictures…. Then I started feeling like I was quite literally being fucked in my sleep. At first, I thought my son was sneaking in my room at night and slipping me his cock. He had done that before. But for one, I never had a wet spot other than my own pussy juice and two, it would happen when my son was not even home. Mostly, these ghostly like fucks occurred when I was all alone.

One night I decided to test my theory out. I did research on the Internet about how to capture a ghost of film and camera. I set up a hidden camera. Dressed myself up in something sexy and laid myself out on the floor. I did this 4 nights in a row and nothing. Okay, I was crazy. Then on the 5th night, I was getting ready to tear down my ghost cam when I felt something grab me. It grabbed me by the neck, pushed me down on the grown and tied me up. Even shoved a ball gag in my mouth. I saw nothing but my own bondage equipment floating in the air.

Then I felt weight on my body, heavy weight. Hands were exploring me, entering my holes. I was turned on by my dominant entity.  I was being suspended in air. I was scared but not so scared I screamed. I was also extremely turned on. My cunt was dripping. Then I felt arms from underneath me wrap around my body. Strong burly arms at that. I tried to convince the ghost to speak, but it only put its hands around my mouth and shoved the ball gag in deeper. As I was writhing in pleasure suspended in air, I felt my ass being penetration. Whatever was fucking my ass was huge too. I was being fucked in the ass by the invisible man, or a ghost or some sort of spirit. I could feel my ass stretching out, I could feel fingers in my cunt. I could feel myself cumming.  I was so wet. This was not a dream. I was being fucked and fucked hard. By what was a mystery.

The next morning I woke up covered in cum. On the floor, sweaty with my ass sore. There were marks on my nipples from clamps. Bruises on my rib cage from where I felt hands holding me tight. Now I do like to party and party hard but I was drug free that night. Ghosts were only in the movies right? Then I remembered I still had the camera running. I played it back and was amazed to see my ghost caught on camera. The pics were a bit blurry but clearly there was someone or something else there with me. I wanted to tell someone but who? Being fucked in the ass by a well hung ghost was National Enquirer material, or shit you tell your therapist and she prescribes you a nice psychotic med.

I did some research on the house and as it turns out a Norman Bates kind of dude owned it before we bought it at an auction. How appropriate. A horny momma’s boy died in the house that I fuck my own son. Maybe my ass reminds him of his mother’s? I decided this would be my secret until now. My anal loving ghost has been back several times. I don’t care if you think I am a crazy. A horny mommy’s best friend is an anal loving ghost.

 

Double Penetration Phone Sex with Mommy Blair: Two Young Cocks

My son wanted me glammed up last night for a hot date. He was planning on wining and dining me at this really nice new sushi place. I made sure I looked the part. I love looking hot for him. When he picked me up, he had this friend of his from his younger days with him. I remembered Mark well. H e was a good little pussy licker. I was happy to see that they had reconnected.  We had a wonderful dinner and  got caught up on the missing years. Mark had a sexual relationship with his mommy too. She was one of my best friends until they moved to California.

We went back to my place for more drinks and coke. Mark admitted that although he enjoyed eating my pussy during slumber parties and camping weekends, he regretted never sharing me with my son, his BFF. I informed him it was never too late to tag team me. I started kissing him while my son took my clothes off. Mark’s cock was just as big as I had remembered.  As I went down on his shaft, I felt my son’s cock push into my ass. He loves my ass. I let out a long soft moan. Mark was fucking my mouth while my son fucked my ass. That is my idea of heaven. But it got better. Mark slid under me and thrust me down on his shaft while my son fucked my ass. It felt so good to have two young hard cocks in me at once. They didn’t even care that their balls were rubbing on each other. The both came so hard inside me.

Mark stayed the night with us in my big bed so we could keep fucking all night long. The biggest wet spot I have ever slept in too. I made sure Mark knew he was welcome in my house and in my bed anytime he wanted. Think my son got a little jealous. But then it’s good to be a little jealous. Helps keep a man from taking a hot woman for granted.

 

2 Girl Call Phone Sex with Makenna

She was a mom, but damn…she was hot!  I couldn’t take my eyes off of her in the club; and, I caught her looking at me a few times, too.  She loved to party like me; and, when we were at the bar, I asked her if she’d like to share some of the lines of coke my friend had at our table.  She enthusiastically agreed and we started doing lines.  I don’t even remember when everyone left…or even when we decided to go.  But, I do remember us laughing and her telling me all these nasty things she likes to do.  She even fucks her little ones!  I was like, “That’s so twisted!  Tell me more!!!”

I guess because I was so enthralled with the idea of her fucking her brats, we went to her house.  It was massive; she said her husband was some boring prick, but he made tons of cash.  She pulled out a stash and smiled; fuck, yeah, the party was just beginning!  The next thing I remember was me diving head-first into her pussy.  But, we weren’t alone: there was this big black dude and his enormous cock…with (I guess) one of her brats.  He was bouncing the little bitch up and down his cock…almost stabbing the brat with his cock.  And, it fucking turned me on!

Then, she pushed me down on the ground when he was done with her brat.  She told me she wanted to suck coke off my pussy while the dude fucked her in the ass.  I was cool and did another line.  I can remember saying, through my haze, “You should fucking get fucking Mommy of the Year and shit!”

Double Penetration Phone Sex with Mommy Blair: Why I Love Fall

I love Fall. I have been looking forward to it all summer. There are a lot of reasons I enjoy this season. I like watching the leaves fall as I sit in a tree and play my guitar. I enjoy not being too hot or too cold. I enjoy the warmer colors as they better compliment a ginger haired girl. I love football. And the start of Fall means October is around the corner and it is my favorite month since I adore all things scary. Haunted houses, scary movies, costume parties….But I also love Fall because my son can pimp me out more. In the summer, men are traveling a lot, even my son. They have family vacations, and reunions and the little brats are always around. But in the Fall, they can take business trips, have boy weekends to hunt and fish and camp, go to sporting events. A million and one excuses to give their families, so they can get away from their boring lives and let my son pimp me out for their entertainment; their escape.

My son supplies me with all the nose candy I need and I just have to entertain the boys however they wanna be entertained. Last Fall, my son pimped me out on football Sundays to this one group of guys who have requested me this season. I had my first football Fall party with them yesterday. I showed up looking all sweet and innocent, just like a soccer mom. For the first quarter, I am pretty much a serving wench. Bringing beer and snacks. By the second quarter I am sucking cocks and getting skull fucked. At halftime they are fucking my snatch and ass with beer bottles, and making me drink their piss so they don’t have to go to the bathroom. By the third quarter, they are wasted and getting rougher. They start smacking me around, forcing me down on the ground to lick cum and booze off the floor. I have to snort candy off their cocks and sometimes they spank me and force me to play with furry ones in the house. By the fourth quarter, they usually don’t care about the game anymore and they are full on gang banging the shit out of me. Double penetrating all my holes; covering me in cum; choking me; using me as a human toilet; fisting my ass; forcing drugs and booze down my throat; humiliating me…

But I love Fall, because that means I make my pimp son a whole lot of money, which makes him happy. And, I was born to make him happy .

 

 

Ecstasy Marks the Spot

I was fucked up; and, it wasn’t the first time that I’d gone through the wrong door.  But, there I was: in this green private bathroom that didn’t look anything like the club I was just dancing in.  And, t here was this tan, good-looking guy who was bent over the counter, doing some lines.  I stumbled near him; and, he offered to share his stash.  I was surprised at how easily he offered it up.  He said the only catch was that I had to stay with him until it was all done.  The powder slid so smoothly down the tunnels of my nostrils; and, I relished in the sweet powdery taste on my throat.  We laughed, talking in half-broken sentences, as we did line after line.  Then, as I was doing another line, I looked up to see him stripping.  And, he told me that it felt so good and that I should try it.  He was right: I loved how my body felt…every fiber felt alive and moving.  Even the green tile in the room was something out of Wonderland.  I was totally aware of my clit, pushing up against my panties.  He and I tumbled to the floor; the cold tile felt so good against my nipples as I took his cock in my hand and admired it.  I sucked on his balls and bit his inner thighs; he moaned like a wild animal.  He put his fingers in my hair as I bobbed my head on his cock.  It felt like his cock was going straight to my pussy!  He grabbed at me, pulling me until he got my hips above his mouth; he spread my cunt open wide.  And, as he pulled his clit into his mouth, I could already feel myself starting to cum.  He pumped his hips faster and shot his creamy load down my throat.  I rubbed my pussy all over his face, letting him lick me clean.  We put on our clothes and as I was telling him what good shit he’d gotten, he told me that it was laced with ecstasy.  I didn’t fucking care…I just wanted to go have more fun!

Drugs Phone Sex with Mommy Blair: Party Favors Weekend

You know what a holiday weekend means to me? Party. Party. Party. Friday night, until this morning, I was holed up in my son’s downtown warehouse doing every drug imaginable and fucking my ass off. I invited a few girl friends and we partied with my son and a few of his friends. Coke and pot are my drugs of choice, but this weekend I tasted the rainbow:  ice, hash, Oxycotin, X, shrooms, heroin, Quaaludes…  You name it, I tried it. Fucking is just better high on something. And I did my share of fucking. My son made me do things, disgusting things for my medicine. To get my favorite medicine, my nose candy, I had to let 16 guys gang bang my ass. My ass was not only gaping open, but  oozing with jizz.  For some ice, I had to let the boys pee on me. I am not use to being a human toilet, but I wanted to try ice so bad; plus I am my son’s whore, so whatever sick, depraved thing he wants, I gotta do. Just this weekend, I got rewarded with party favors. For Oxycotin, I had to eat out my one girl friend who was on the rag. I have eaten a lot of pussy before, but never when a chick had her period. Didn’t enjoy it, but the Oxycotin erased the taste in my mouth.

For some hash,  I had to entertain the 4 legged friend who was staying at the warehouse too. Friendly guy, but his big red rocket was nothing I had ever had before and it felt so strange and dirty. My son jacked off good watching me get fucked by man’s best friend. He got off on the humiliation. He took a bit of a reprieve on me for the X. All I had to do for that was take 16 loads of spunk  down my throat and snowball it with my lovely female companions. We guzzled cum like dehydrated soldiers trapped in the desert.  Now, when it came time to try some junk, I was nervous. Never shot up before as needles scare me. My son put a ball gag in my mouth and a huge butt plug in my ass, strapped me down, and shot that junk between my toes while he told his friends to shoot cum over my worthless body. I laid there, strung out for awhile, feeling numb, covered in cum. That was a pretty mind blowing high. Guys were fucking me, and it was like an out of body experience. I was covered in jizz. The next drug I got to try was  mushrooms. That was a trip! I had to lick all the cum off the warehouse floor while on a psychedelic trip. The cum was moving before my eyes too; pretty wild. After over 48 hours of being whored out, used and defiled, I was given some Quaaludes to knock me the fuck out. I passed out on the floor that I had cleaned up with my tongue. I woke up hours later, with even more cum in me and on me. Guess the boys continued to party with me after I passed out.

I am strung out and sore from this weekend. But I am a drug whore. Nothing I won’t do for candy  or cock. What sick, twisted, depraved things you wanna make me do?

Diamonds and Pearls: Roleplay Phone Sex

My boss told me that there was a guy who wanted a little role play action and he’d give me money plus some coke.  Of course, I was interested!  The only thing was that I had to wear classy clothes and pearls and shit.  I was supposed to try to look like his young, dead wife.  Anyway, I didn’t give a fuck.  I dressed up and headed over to his mansion. When I got there, he offered me some brandy and gave me a script to read while he went off to do something else.  It was a friggin’ character portrait that he gave me; but, hell, whatever.  I could be this chick for a few hours.  The brandy warmed me and I kept drinking until he returned. 

But, this time, he wasn’t alone; there was a large black guy with him.  He was dressed nicely; but, from his build, he looked like he worked out in the yard for a living.  The old man then told me that I was going to be fucked by Robert, the black main standing there.  The old man leaned toward me and whispered, “He has a very big cock.” He looked at both of us and clapped his hands.  “Take your places,” he said with gusto. 

I sat down on the chair, crossing my legs; and, Robert came in.  He had already rehearsed his lines and knew them by heart.  He said that he was sorry to disturb “the lady of the house” and blah blah.  I reassured him.  And, apparently knowing the script better than me, he began ripping off my clothes.  The elderly man’s breathing intensified and we both could hear it, feet away from his chair. 

He slammed me down on the plush fabric and tore my bra from my breasts.  I asked him what he thought he was doing, and I even called for help.  I thought I was doing well.  Then, I heard the old man huff, “Fuck her!”  I almost laughed, but before I knew it, the man had his big, thick, black cock in my pussy.  I actually think that I said, “Ouch!”  I braced myself and kept thinking about the coke that I was going to score.  Finally, the enormous cock exploded inside of my pussy; and, I grimaced as he removed himself from my throbbing hole.  What a fucking crackpot, I thought, as he left the room; someone else delivered what we had been promised.  I put my clothes back on, collected my money and coke, and got the hell out of there.