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Storm Whore: Forced Intoxication Phone Sex with Mommy Blair

forced intoxication phone sex double penetrationStorm 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.

party girsl phone sex subby mommyI 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.

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Dare to be Kinky

hot phone sex kassidyOh I needed to get laid and not just by anyone I needed a stallion who was into wild and kinky things and knew how to open my pussy with just the flick of his tongue that’s what I truly wanted a no taboo kind of guy that would do whatever it took to keep me coming for days. Holding the telephone in one hand and peering in the refrigerator there was only one person that could do that. He had left some time ago and I needed a new buddy to get my pussy fully connected. My thoughts went to all the things that could make me pant and send me into wild over drive and the one thing that was missing was that special guy that could give it to me. A guy who didn’t mind being humiliated.

I wanted it bad and my little tight nub was aching out of control for things that were too polite to talk about in dinner conversation. I was from England the sort of things that were conversed over dinner were noon time tea, Lacrosse, and soccer. Not my taboo habits that were driving me crazy and insane. I wanted a guy to carry out my one taboo fantasy that was so crazy and amazing it would make the most taboo artist because that’s what we called in my circle blush.
I went to local swingers hang out and asked several of the guys there but they would always laugh and say it was too dangerous. So I would just shrug and do the taboo and normal things of kinky. But hey you look like a daredevil and strong and that cock certainly looks like its aching to be sucked. Can you handle it? Call let’s find out.

Domineering Replacement

mistress phone sex danaI was his slave and I know it sounds out dated for those living in the 20th century but I was the type of girl who loved to have her beau or man in her life tell her what to do sexually. My quivered thinking about the responses that it gives when I am told what to do. I quiver when I am being tied to the bed or locked in dark place and ordered to suck cock. It was this type of behavior that ran me into Brad.
First things first, Brad was the first responder when my uncle had locked me in the basement for most of my life only letting me out to go to school or to suck on his hard protruding cock to fulfill his need. Over the years my being told what to do had escalated and I loved for a man to tell me to take it in my mouth and swirl it around and bend my ass over so he could probe his fingers in my ass. That was the kind of shit that really turned me on and left me reeling and most of the time begging for more. I wanted and needed a man to take control!
When Brad walked into my life he was possessive from the start sexually and would have me on my knees for hours sucking his cock and letting the cum drip down my breast and licking it off with his tongue. It was tantalizing for a while then things started getting very kinky, like he would want me to invite guys over so he could suck their dicks and stretch me wide inserting things in my clit and watch masturbating as they took turns throbbing their beast in my aching pussy. But I was no holds girl who loved being told what to do and have the feel having to hold my orgasm turned me on. Brad was it the spoiler who ordered  me to get on my knees and swirl his balls in my mouth and shove his 9 inch oversized cock in my pussy. Awaking needs in me that could only be performed by being a submissive.
Sadly our relationship ended when he got promotion to another city and now I am aching to find a replacement to be in control and dominate this aching pussy!

Music Man

hot ass sex musci manI never thought that being with a man with no sight would be such a turn on. He knows how to play my body just like he plays that guitar of his. When he played for me the first time, signing the blues, I could feel his hands touching me with every strum of the strings, his voice so passionate that it entered me and made my body react involuntarily. My pussy began to quiver and twitch and my nipples grew so hard that they ached. I wanted to feel his hands on me and not watch him caressing the guitar strings. I wanted the mouth that was singing the sad melody to cover mine in a deep and long kiss. I could feel his pain through his music. I have always been very detached. Sex and fucking are a primal and primitive ritual meant to bring pleasure and instant gratification but not meant to create any type of emotional bond. His sultry ways and intense passion were stirring things inside me that were foreign and uncomfortable and yet exciting and intriguing all at the same time. He must have been able to feel it because he stopped playing and told me he wanted me to let the music guide me. He encouraged me to masturbate while he played so he could smell the sweet and musky odor of sex while he played. He said it would inspire him. I felt a rush of fluid seep out of my pink pussy lips at the erotic thought of him enjoying me masturbating by smell instead of sight. Obeying him as if in an erotic and hypnotic trance I removed my clothes and as he began to play I closed my eyes and let the music and his voice guide my hands and bring me into his world. All I could think of was how I wanted him to stop playing and give himself to me the way I was giving myself to him and his music. I couldn’t see his cock behind the guitar so I had no way of knowing if it was hard or soft and the not knowing was driving me crazy. But my mouth was dry and I was so into the moment that I couldn’t even ask. Finally after what seemed like an agonizingly long time, he put his guitar down and laid me back. Using just his sense of touch he found every sensitive part of me and took us both to a place I have never been but will be returning to soon. Guided masturbation dixie

Broken

Being your fuckslave has been the best experience I have ever had. I know you have been using less and less drugs on me to keep me under control. The mindfuck you are laying on me is doing everything you planned. I am a filthy, worthless, dirty slut. I am nothing without a man like you. I cannot imagine ever having said that before being beaten down and taken by you. I used to think I was pretty, and now that seems a distant and ridiculous memory. Or was it all just a dream? I can’t even figure it out.

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Laying on the dirt floor, tied to the pipes in your basement, all I think about is you. I used to get cold and weak, but now my pussy just throbs and I sweat all the time imagining your cruel hands and the pain they have inflicted on my body. The knives and needles puncturing my breasts, burning your superiority into my mind forever. You are the King and I am useless. Left here as your little fuckdoll. But there is no where else I want to be.

I see you coming towards me, my eyes trying to focus, and I see the point of your boot as you pull it back and then kick me right in the stomach. The pain makes me gag and cough, knocks the wind out of me. Thats when you grab me by the hair and make me look in your eyes. I try to focus, and then there you are. Those piercing eyes looking right through me. Nothing behind them. You tell me I am a piece of shit. I know you’re right. Then you unzip your jeans and shove your cock in my mouth. It tastes so good, and you have me so hungry, I just want to suck the sweet cum out of it. Please give it to me, my King.

Taking My Candy….

home invasion phone sex vivI spent the day in pig tales teasing him relentlessly. They say the more they want it, the better it is when you finally give in. I wasn’t going to make him wait forever. In fact I wanted him as bad as he wanted me and planned on giving in tomorrow. Of course sometimes things don’t go as we plan.

I was in a deep sleep. Dreaming of how good it was going to be tomorrow when I finally gave him my pussy. In my dream I was in my pig tales still and on my knees with his dick in my mouth sucking it deep into my throat and feeling my pussy get wetter each time the head hit the back of my throat. I knew that when he finally put it in my pussy I would explode!

I felt like someone was watching me, yet I knew that I was home alone. Not wanting to, but not being able to help it, I opened my eyes leaving my dream and there he was standing over me watching me sleep with his dick in his hand. Before I could ask him how he got in, he covered my mouth with his hand that was covered in pre-cum. The smell made my already wet pussy even wetter.

I felt him run his hand down to my waiting honey pot and his finger slid in my moist hole with ease. After fucking me with his finger for a while, he removed his hand and put his face between my legs. “I am about to taste your rainbow, baby. Open wide”

I think I love home invasion sex.

Submissive Phone Sex with Cassandra: The Anti Girlfriend of Your Dreams

“Not here for you Your here to please
Open wide Get down on your knees
Take my cock and don’t reject
Disobey I’ll break your neck”

submissive phone sex blonde whoreThat is from the song “Sex Slave;” my Master’s love song for us. No sappy ass love tunes for me. On Valentine’s Day, while other girls got flowers and candy, I received nipple clamps, shock collars and new bondage equipment. I was tied up and fucked in the ass, while you were spoiling your girl like she was a Goddess. I also was skull fucked, whipped, kicked, choked, burned, cut and humiliated, while you two were dancing romantically. Instead of drinking champagne, I drank my Master’s piss. While you and your wife were eating steak at some fancy restaurant, I was eating dog shit, tied up to a pole naked in the back yard, freezing. Your wife probably wore a diamond necklace, while I wore a diamond dog collar. Anytime your woman looked at you, she saw love and admiration. I did not dare look into Master’s eyes, and if I did, I saw hatred and disdain, before I was slapped.

submissive phone sex big titsI am a submissive phone sex whore. The women in your life are companions, best friends, lovers, wives… I am a fuck pig, a sex slave, a torture doll…. Your girl walks into a room with her head held high. I crawl on my hands and knees with my head dangling low praying that I will live. I bet the women in your life love the color red. They associate it with roses, heart shaped candy boxes, rubies and love. It is the color of romance. I fear the color red because in my world, it is only associated with blood, my blood.

submissive phone sex bondage bdsmFor you see, I am not the kind of woman men cherish, adore, love, spoil or pamper. I am the kind of whore men own, abuse, hurt and torture. I am a pain slut, a cum dump, a pet, a punching bag….everything your girl is not. But, I bet you are curious about my type of woman. I never say no. I don’t dare cry. I give until I die. Take a walk on the dark side with me.

Hardcore Ass Fucking for Party Supplies

hardcore ass fucking submissive mommySometimes 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.

milf phone sex moresophisticatedhottiesSure 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.

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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.

anal phone sex lesbiansNext 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.

submissive phone sex anal tortureWe 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.

anal phone sex prolapsed assThe 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!

hot ass sex submissive milfsIf 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.

BDSM phone sex with Wendy: Perfect little fuck toy

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Chains are cold, but they make my pussy wet and warm. Just hearing them gives me goose bumps. Being naked and all chained up is exactly what a filthy little whore like me deserves. What I need is a man who won’t release me even when I beg to be let loose. That might teach me a lesson or maybe I’ll need more. Does a stupid slut like me ever learn? Sometimes I wonder because I keep doing the same things. Walking around dressed like a trashy skank night after night gets me what I want. The attention isn’t what I crave the most, we both know that. What I love most is what they do about it.

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How could you see a girl dressed like me and not feel angry? Boys like you know why I do it too, which makes you hate me even more. Teasing every man in sight, making them want to do crazy things to me. That’s only a game until one strong man comes along and shows me that isn’t. That man will take his aggression out on me. He’ll treat me like the disgusting whore I am without feeling the slightest bit guilty. It was obvious that I was asking for it.
Maybe I’ll end up chained up or locked in a cage in someone’s basement if I’m lucky. The only time I’ll be free is when I’m being used. He’ll be my Master and I’ll be his perfect little fuck toy. Every single hole on my body will be over flowing with his cum, all night and all day. That’s what I’ve always dreamed of; being broken and used. It’s all I ever think about.

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3 is the loneliest number

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Master is out of town. He told me to stay here, locked up, away, for the whole week. It’s been so hard. I need the pain. I need the release. I went into our bathroom and found a pack of razor blades. I’d started cutting in middle school. My grades were bad and I was so lonely and cutting myself was a physical and sexual release. I would slice into my skin, watch the blood ooze out, and play with myself. I used to cut my arms, mainly, but I cut my stomach and thighs a few times. Just thinking about the razors piercing my skin got my pussy wet. I grabbed the blade tight between my thumb and forefinger and very slowly pressed it into my wrist. I drug it up my arm, the endorphins going wild. Why did I ever stop? It was such a rush! When the blood started seeping out of the second slice, I put the razor blade down and swept a finger through the redness and used it as lube to rub myself into an incredible bloody orgasm. I cut myself one final time and then lit a cigarette. I’m not usually a smoker but the seratonin and dopamine were surging through my system. I fingered myself as i smoked and I was close to cumming as the cigarette was coming to the end of its life. I used my cunt as an ashtray as I came, and the pain was extreme and exquisite. I flicked the butt into the toilet and passed out, coming to as the sun was setting in the small bathroom window. Sigh. Only 4 more days til he gets back.Submissive Phone Sex