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For years I had my body pierced. I loved the way it felt when a new stud was pushed into a fresh hole. When I got my clit pierced, I loved the feel of a cock sliding back and forth causing me pain. Plus I could put rings into the piercing which allowed me to indulge in some totally kinky bondage sex. My lover would hook chains between my tits and clit. When he was ready to cum, he’d yank them hard and the pain would send me over the edge too. A couple of times, I had my piercings torn wide open by a violent lover. The most painful was when my clitty hood was almost ripped off. The chain had come loose from my tits and caught on the carpet. The force of the niggas thrusts pushed me across the floor, ripping me. He wouldn’t stop though as he was so fucking turned on by my pain. I needed a lot of drugs that night after he was done banging my bloody cunt. He thought I’d just got my period, the dumb fucker.
You can never have too many piercings. I really want to have my tongue pierced again. Of course, after a night of whoring and too many blow jobs, my poor licker would be swollen and bloody. Has anyone ever gotten their asshole pierced? I think that would be an amazing feeling every time I took a shit or had a dick shoved in my turd hole.
OMG. I think I’m gonna puke from all of the cum I swallowed tonight. I’ve been behind with the rent this month and the old bastard landlord told me that if I didn’t pay in full by Saturday I’d be evicted. So I figured it would take 100 twenty buck blowjobs to pay all of the past due in full. I started with the truckers that night. They were easy money and came in like 5 minutes. Next were the late night frat boys. Total tightwads who could fuck for hours but didn’t have any funds. Arriving later were the cops and paramedics. Tasty family men who were generous and loaded with the bubbly ball cream. Anyway, all of this sperm just kinda combined and formed this bulge of nut juice in my gut. I was literally burping up jizz. It was only on cock #99 that I couldn’t take any more. His rancid sweaty balls and the thrust of his fat hips made me gag. When he blew his load of moldy, sour cum, I could take no more. I puked a gallon of cum all over his cock. He was really impressed, thinking it was all his!!! Men!!!
Fucking laundry. How I hate that word. Since we fired the laundry lady, I seem to get stuck with all of the filthy towels from the showers. I hate that back room. It’s dark and creepy. I was in there last night all alone, struggling to get a load of hot towels from the dryer, knowing that customers were waiting for them. “Here, let me help you.” a sexy voice whispered and strong hands reached around me to pull the load from the dryer. I found myself face down on the folding table, head buried in a load of clean, hot laundry as someone pulled up my skirt from behind. “Shhhh, don’t say a word.” he drawled. I felt my panties being pulled down and the head of a cock begin to rub between my ass cheeks. It felt so good that I sighed. His breath quickened a bit as he pushed his fat cock right into my shithole. I arched my back to take more. Ass fucking is my weakness and I didn’t want him to stop. With my head still buried in the towels, I took every inch, feeling him tense up inside my guts. With a soft moan, he blew his load. I saw him grab a clean towel, wipe his dirty cock and leave. I never knew who he was. I can only imagine the face of the person who gets the towel that smells like my asshole.
It was after midnight when he walked into the truckstop. He was ragged and filthy. For some reason I felt sorry for him and offered him some coffee. We made small talk. He mentioned how long he had been on the road and he sure smelled that way. I told him he was welcome to use our showers if he did it quick. Some customers came in and I went to them.
I was in the breakroom when I heard weird sounds from the shower area. I opened the door and there was the homeless guy, jerking his soapy cock in the shower. I watched for a moment as I saw his 10 inch cock sliding through his fist. He looked up and saw me and smiled. I couldn’t resist. I had to have it. Taking off my waitress dress, I joined him, dropping to my knees to suck that beast. I had him right on the edge of coming when he pulled me to my feet and turned me around and bent me over. I screamed into the water as he gaped my pussy open with this massive dick. I was hanging onto the soapdish as he pounded me full of homeless bum fuck juice.
Back at my tables, I had to smile as I picked up his empty coffee cup. He just gave me the best tip ever!!! My gooey panties were the proof. I love my job.
I pulled 2 long lines into my nostrils. Good ‘ol coke, my best friend. I’ve been doing this shit since I was a teen . Got high for the first time with my stepdaddy who then fucked the shit outta me. I was feeling so good that it didn’t even hurt when he rammed his cock into my virgin ass. I was addicted after that. I’d date dealers so I didn’t have to pay for my shit. Sometimes they pimped me out to make me pay for my share. I didn’t care. I’d suck 100 cocks to stay high.
Ten years later and I’m still a druggie slut. I work at a truck stop where I can make extra money blowing truckers on the side to get my fix. I’ll do whatever it takes to get that feeling. Fucking while I’m high is so good. It’s like my pussy has wings and it just soars!!! I get so wet that I have to cram something into it. Doing phone sex while I’m fucked up is fun too. Sometimes my throat is so sore from sucking cock and snorting shit that I can barely talk. Men seem to like my druggy voice though and we get fucked up on the phone together. I rub my pussy raw on those nights. I’m just so turned on. Care to join me for a snort and an orgasm?
“If you want to hang out, you’ve gotta take her out, cocaine. If you want to get down, get down on the ground, cocaine. She don’t lie, she don’t lie, she don’t lie…Cocaine.” (Eric Clapton, Cocaine)
I just love leftover Easter Candy. My lover and I were getting high when he noticed the bowl of jelly beans on the coffee table. We were just fucked up enough to do something crazy. He pinned me to the floor and began to shove the candy up my ass. He’s a scat freak like me and we get into some nasty shit. When my poor rectum was full of the sweet things, he decided to fuck me. It was an amazing feeling, his sticky cock, the rolling of the beans, and the full sensation that I loved. I felt his balls slapping my pussy with the force of his thrusts and the warmth as he filled my candy coated shithole with cum.
“Now how I am gonna get them out?” I shrieked with laughter, high as a kite. “Shit them out, mama. Feed them to me.” he moaned. I squatted right there on the floor and began to bear down, feeling them popping back out of my turd canal. He was on his knees, eating them. “The pink ones are yours, lover. Eat them for me.” I was on my knees, sucking them right off the floor, dripping with shit and cum. And you know what? They tasted even better than Jelly Belly.”
So, what are YOU doing for National Jelly Bean Day?