My phone sex line stays busy as most of you can tell. Guys tell me all the time they struggle to reach me because I am always on the phone. I get a lot of long calls. I love to party with men and swap nasty stories. I talked to a guy last night for 6 hours. He blew his tax return on this dirty old whore. What can I say? I love to milk wallets, as well as cocks. I had a fresh batch of coke too. My daughters were out of the house with daddy dates. I was home with my boys. They ate mommy’s pussy and ass, fucked me too, then went to bed. So, I signed on to have some dirty phone sex until my husband and daughters came home. When Will called me, he said you will never meet a dirtier pervert than me. I told him to hold my beer. I can out dirty the dirtiest man. His dirty secrets were nothing compared to mine. I told him about being a super young hooker who was brought into this world just to be a cash cow for meth head parents. I told him about meeting my husband when I was jailbait and him buying me from my parents so he could make me his bride and knock me up with little ones he could fuck. I told him all about our profitable home brothel. What did he have to tell me? He fucked his sister once when they were still living with their parents back in 1978. Just once. That’s not dirty. That is normal horny teenage hormones at work. Anyway, we both snorted lines of coke for hours. I told him about my dirty life as we rubbed one out together a few times over. I even told him how to fuck his own daughters. My sexline is always no taboos, dirty fun for us both.
Me and my little slutkins were busy yesterday. I was not the only creampie slut in the family, but I am the queen. Any major sporting event demands whores, especially young ones. Everyone of my girls, two of my sons and me were all at different Super Bowl parties being used as cum dumpsters. When we all arrived back home, we had cum filled holes. I mean I had cum pouring out of my cunt and ass, as did all of my little sluts. It was quite a messy day for us whores. I was the entertainment at a frat house Super Bowl party. I had about 40 loads of cum dumped in me over the course of a few hours. My daughters were with daddies who wanted to share some young hookers for hire with their friends. My two sons were with men who prefer boy ass to itty bitty cunnie. We do not judge, we just supply the talent as requested.
I was the last one home. My pussy was dripping all over the floor as I came inside. I sat on the couch, spread my legs and snapped my fingers. I have well-trained whores. The fell in line to lick mommy’s pussy clean. I do not just sit there all night though letting my whores clean me up. I clean them up too. The truth is I am just as big of a cum whore as my little sluts. I sucked cum out of my sons’ assholes and out of my daughters’ tiny fuck holes too. I snowballed cum with my daughters. Each one of us was a cum dumpster. But it was all worth it because of the money we made. Sure, my family of Lolita whores enjoys fucking, but the money makes us enjoying being cum dumps even more. We will take a few days off to recuperate, but by the weekend we will all be right back to making money off our bodies again.
Looking for white trash phone sex? I may not live in a trailer park anymore, but I am still a trashy whore. My husband polished me up to fit into his social circles, but you cannot polish a turd as the saying goes, LOL. My husband knows that I am a bit rough around the edges and he loves it. He is not the kind of man who cares what people think. We have been married over 20 years. Married when I was 18. People judged him for marrying his teen nanny back then. Folks in our neighborhood do not even know the true story of how we met or how old I was when we started fucking. He married a teen whore. Now, I am a mature whore. I do not fuck as much as our Lolita hookers for hire, but I am still in demand at 43. Now, sometimes, my husband tosses me in front of some rich foreign investors as a bonus to go with his firm. I never mind either. Most of the time, it is one of our daughters those rich foreign investors want to seal a deal. This time, this Greek oil tycoon wanted me. Of course, this billionaire is only 26, so he wanted a milf. Not common to see a man that rich and powerful that young. He inherited it all from his father as the only son and heir to a fortune. The rich boy took a liking to me at an innocuous meeting and my husband asked for a favor. This was one favor this trailer park whore wife did not mind doing. I had my special date with the boy last night. He wanted to do everything to me. Fuck my ass, cum on my face, have me rim his ass and even peg his ass. Turns out as hung as he is and as skilled as he is at eating pussy, he wanted ass play and he cannot get that in his country. At least he cannot get it without the world finding out hurting his reputation as an alpha business man. I explained how I am constantly judged as a trashy gold digger despite being with my husband longer than any other wife in my hoity toity neighborhood. Then, I pegged his ass raw for hours making him my anal sex whore. My husband got the deal. His client got pegged. And I have two men indebted to me. Yeah, I love doing favors for my husband.
I love playing with my cum filled cunt on my calls. My pussy is almost always wet too. Between being a professional whore and a family slut, I am always full of cum. I had an early start to my shift today. I should have known better than to schedule myself so early on my typical day off. I was up late last night getting gang banged by some horny frat boys. My offspring had school this morning, so I needed up early to get them ready for school. I slept right through my alarm. My middle son woke me up with his cock. I felt it sliding into my sloppy wet pussy as I was opening my eyes to hit my snooze alarm for the 20th time. I am not a morning person. Being a mother forces you to be one though. I woke up feeling my son’s morning wood pump in and out of my wet pussy. He was filling me up even more with his seed. I had so much cum in me already that I was surprised my eyes were not turning a milky white, LOL. With my son’s cum inside of me, I got up to make the troop breakfast. Cum was dripping down my legs on to the floor, but I did not care. I was still on autopilot. All I wanted to do was get back in bed, but my daughters wanted a protein shake for breakfast. Cum does a young body good. And when those young girls get a daily dose of cum in the morning, they can focus on their school work much easier. My daughters lined up for their special feeding. I was hoping for a nap in between getting my offspring off to school and when I started my phone sex line shift. My daughters were enjoying their sloppy seconds so much that I could not rush them. Luckily, I had some blow and now I am wired and ready to play with you too.
Sexy prostitutes like me are always on the look out for new meat. I consider myself a talent scout. I know a good whore when I meet one. Last night, I was feeling restless. I got in the car and drove to the red light district. LA still has old-fashioned street walkers. There is new meat on the corners daily. Some have pimps because they are trafficked girls. Some are runaways who will eventually have pimps, and street pimps are never nice. Some girls are not full-time hookers, but drug addicts in need of a fix and hooking is a quick way to get that money for a fix. I have recruited a lot of talent on the streets of LA. When they join my home brothel of hookers for hire, they are treated way better than any street pimp. They become part of the family. I target the young ones. I only want Lolitas. Preferably, runaways with no family to rescue them, and no pimp yet for a turf war. I found Misty last night. Cute teen girl down on her luck. She was dirty. No bath in way too long. I needed to polish her up and see what I had to really work with. I paid her a grand for the night. More money than a dirty hooker can make on the streets in a week. Misty had potential. I saw me in her. I was a dirty whore literally when I was young. Thanks to my husband, I cleaned up well. When we got back to my place, I cleaned Misty up. She had never seen a bathroom like mine with a huge walk in shower and rainforest shower head. I got in the shower with her. I wanted to test the merchandise. I did pay for her, so I had every right to fuck her. She cleaned up well. She is perfect for my young teen phone sex clients, but I think she will be my personal lesbian slave until I grow tired of her or want something younger. As the head of this home brother of hookers, I get to claim whores for myself. And what madam ever has enough little cunt lickers around?
I love playing with my sloppy wet pussy. All my offspring like playing with it too. I had one hell of a creampie the other night. I came home smelling like a porno queen. I had a gang bang that night. I lost count of all the studs that fucked me. I was hired for a birthday. The dad of the birthday boy wanted a hooker to celebrate his son’s 18th birthday. I am 42, so you know I wanted to be that hooker. My husband sold the client on me versus one of our daughters. Young men want a sexy mommy being their whore not some teenage girl. They can get teenage pussy whenever they want, but a trashy milf pussy is harder for them to find. I gave the birthday boy the best birthday ever. I made him feel like the belle of the ball. He had never been with a mature woman. Some of his friends had, but most of them did not have much skill yet. Young boys are chronic masturbators. The more they jerk their meat, the more problems they have lasting for a woman. The birthday boy’s dad knew his son was a chronic masturbator and wanted him to get a taste for mature pussy. I think he got more than a taste, LOL. My milf cunt is addicting for boys and girls. The birthday boy fucked me the most, but his friends loved fucking me too. My ass and cunt were equally pumped full of cum, so when I got home, I was a creampie slut. I was heading towards the shower, but my sons and daughters stopped me. They said I did not need to shower when they could clean me up. Oh, how I loved hearing that. I sat down, spread my legs and fed my babies my sloppy seconds. They did get every last drop, but guess what? My sons pumped me full of more cum, so I still have some sloppy seconds for you.
Phone sex sluts have the most interesting lives. You do not get into the phone bone business if you are a choir girl. There are many reasons why I am in this business. Where to begin? I had an interesting upbringing as a Lolita whore for my Meth head sperm and egg donors. I married a former “John” who was 25 years older than me and gave him three daughters to fuck and along the way I had three sons for me to fuck too. We have a home brothel and a very profitable one too. I have broken all sorts of laws and moral codes in my life. Some not by choice, many by choice. Where else could I ever work? Working for a sexline was my only option but I do not do it for the money. Between my husband’s career and our side business, money is not tight. I just like sharing my dirty life with men who wish I was either their mother or their wife. I find this kind of work rewarding on so many levels. I think it does a lot for one’s self-esteem to know you are not alone in your perverted thoughts and experiences. I love being the madam of my home brothel because I can do it right. My parents were rural hicks who never thought about the real money they could make off a Lolita whore. Of course, I grew up in a trailer park in rural West Virginia and now I live in a gated community in California. The clientele my husband recruits for our home brothel are far richer than truckers traveling through a truck stop when I was little. My husband and I vet our “Johns,” too so that our precious cargo is never ruined, or at least not ruined for long. My phone sex line is not just for fantasy thoughts about little sluts and dirty mommies. It is for sharing taboo experiences and learning how to have your own dirty family too.
I am an anal sex whore. I have raised a bunch of anal whores too. Most guys think of women as being the biggest anal whores. But guess what? Teen boys can be even bigger anal whores than their mothers! My youngest son loves ass play. He had a daddy date night last night. His first in a while. I feel badly for him sometimes. Most of our clients want our daughters. He is my only son who enjoys being whored out to men. Men love a tight boy ass sometimes too. My son got his asshole stretched and pumped full of cum last night. He came home walking funny but with a huge smile on his face. Cum was leaking out of his ass like an anal cum dumpster. A trail of cum dripped from his bum leading to my room. I thought it was hot that my boy took that much cum in his ass. Anyway, when he came home, I thought he would want to shower and crash. That was not the case at all. My little anal whore wanted mommy to peg his ass. He wanted more of the hair of the dog that bit him. He is my son. And the apple does not fall far from the tree. I got out my strapon dildo and prepared to fuck his cum filled asshole. I did finger his ass a bit first. He was right, his daddy did cum a few times. Felt like a few dozen loads up his tight asshole. I licked it a bit just to taste that creamy goodness. I do love the taste, the smell and the feel of cum. I am a creampie slut! I wanted nothing more than to suck that cum out of his asshole, but it was the perfect lube for pegging his ass. After I pegged him for about 30 hours, he was ready to call it a night. I licked the cum out of his well-fucked asshole and we snowballed it before he crashed. A family of anal sex whores never lets cum go to waste.
I am perfect for taboo phonesex. My life has been taboo since I was born. I had a caller this morning who wanted to take me back to those unpleasant years. He made me dig deep to talk about things I wanted to forget. Somethings, I had forgotten until my trip down memory lane. Sometimes, however, I think it is good to go back to your past to see just how far you have come. I am a survivor. I am scrappy. And I am lucky I met my husband when I was just a Lolita slut working out of a dilapidated old pop-up camper behind my parents’ trailer in rural West Virginia. I was dirty because I was only allowed inside to shower once a week. I was illiterate too because my parents never registered my birth. I flew under the radar. I was never formally educated when I was schoolgirl age. I hated my life, but I knew no other life because I was so sheltered. My husband saw my potential. It was a chance encounter. He was driving through the state, and he wanted some pussy. He met my parents, and they had something young and tender for him. He was a fan of hookers for hire, especially the jailbait kind. He took pity on me. He came through the state several more times just to see me. He snuck me gifts and coke to help me get through the less than pleasant Johns my parents found for me to fuck. When it became harder for my husband to find the young pussy he wanted, he bought me from my parents. They sold me for $10,000. That is all. My husband still chuckles over how they allowed him to lowball them like that. They were dumb, rural meth heads. That seemed like a lot of money in the 80s in rural West Virginia. My husband and I were the true victors. I clean up well. I birthed him three daughters for home use. He educated me, polished me up and now I run our home brothel of young sexy prostitutes. My husband knows how to treat whores. I may hate reliving those earlier memories of my youth, but after the call, I just felt so much better because my life is so different now. I am still a whore, but I am a high-class whore to very rich men and I have a big family of whores who love me and the whore life.
I love being a trashy milf. I was born in a trailer park in the backwoods of West Virginia. Now, I reside in a gated community in California. I married well. Despite running in elite social groups now, I am still that redneck woman in West Virginia. My husband is a pillar of his community, but our neighbors and his friends see me as a gold-digging trophy wife. I do not let it bother me. If they knew my husband and I have a home brothel, they would disown him too. I like to fuck with the uptight Karens in my community. This one Karen is the worst. She hates me because I fucked her husband. She does not have proof that I did, but she knows her husband is into me. I have my eyes set on her teenage son now. When I first fucked her hubby, that boy of hers was still in diapers. He is a tall and strapping lad now. She cannot know I fucked her son though because she would have this trailer trash whore arrested. I can take satisfaction though in the fact that I stole her husband and her son. I fucked the boy last night. She sent me a snarky text about how I was dressed at the Christmas party. I just told her that her husband seemed to love my outfit. I knew that would send her into a tailspin. In the meantime, I texted her son and invited him over. He is good friends with my middle son, so it was no surprise to hear from me. What was a surprise, however, was seeing me naked at the door when he arrived. I unzipped his pants, pulled out his hard teenage cock and led him to my bedroom where I blew his mind, and he blew his load. Teenage boys love to fuck a sexy milf. I fucked him all day long. Drained his balls several times. He did not mind using his friend’s sexy mom as his private cum dumpster either. I wish his Karen of a mother could know I fucked her son too, but at least I have the satisfaction of knowing what I did.
