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People can be such douches. Yes I dress slutty, yes I am very promiscuous, but fucking hell do not judge me. A few doors down from me lives this old pain in the ass couple. They saw me a few days ago and told me that they were going to call the cops. They did too. I wasn’t even doing anything, I was just walking home. That old bitch was saying that people like me only brought drugs, crime, and scum into their neighborhood, well yeah, but at that moment I was doing none of those things. The cops rolled up, called me over to their car; yes they know my name; I went over there and told them that I was just walking home. They sent me on my way while they went to have a talk with Mr. and Mrs. Bitchy.
That wasn’t the only time they called the cops on me. Five fucking times, Five! For walking down the damn side walk. At first I was going to let it go, they are old, crazy old, you can’t fight crazy. That fifth time though, that pissed me right off. I decided that something needed to be done. No, I wasn’t going to fuck the old man, he is really old, I mean reaaaally old! No thank you. Turns out they have a lot of grands. As a matter of fact one of them are just a little bit older than me. I remember seeing him and his basic bitch wife at the old bat’s house.
They are there every Thursday evening for a family dinner. There have to be at least thirteen cars there. I waited until the one that I was targeting showed up. As I was walking by I stared right at him, he kept looking at me and I smiled. He smiled back so I blew him a kiss. He looked nervous, then he helped his wifey into the house. I stood across the street watching every one through the bay window. The grand that I blew the kiss too, kept looking out the window at me, I would lift my skirt up to show my pussy, or open my jacket to show him one of my tits. This went on for a pretty long time.
I was ready to leave, I was thinking that this wasn’t going to work, then I saw him come out the door. He waved to me to move away from where I was standing, so I did. I started to walk toward the house, his eyes got really big, I sat on the hood of his car and spread my legs. He came toward me, I laid back, spread my legs wider then started to finger myself. He was walking much faster now. When he got to me I quickly grabbed him and pulled him onto me. He was hard, but his pants were still on. I could see the front door start to open, I grabbed him by his hair and roughly shoved his head down between my legs, he was just about to start licking and his wife yelled.
I jumped off the hood of the car, and smoothed down my skirt. I winked at him, then kissed him. Now most of the family was on the porch watching, the old bitch made her way to the front then started to come toward us, yelling that he should get away “from the slut from the wrong side of the tracks”. Lady doesn’t realize that we live on the same damn street. When she got to us she pulled him away from me. She told me to get off her property, I told her that if she ever called the cops on me again, I would fuck her whole family, one by one, male, female, young, old, and then I would make sure there were pictures taken of each fuck session and I would post them all over our street. She looked like I kicked her in the gut.
I walked away singing. She walked way looking mortified. I wonder how that ride home was for that guy and his wife.
Guess who I ran into last night? My Mom. She is such a waste of flesh. I was talking to some nice cocked black guys outside of the bodega and this bitch starts to yell my name. I cringed. I tried to ignore her but she was clearly making her way over to where I was standing. Not only was she high off her tits, but the guys that I was talking to left before I could even tell them to come to my place later. I was pissed!
God, she looked and smelled like shit. I might have tons of cum leaking out of my cunt on the regular but I do take showers. Not like her, she smelled like cat piss which meant she was on some “meow”. Fucking gross ass shit. She put her arms around me to hug me. I asked her what she wanted, she said she needed money to pay her electric bill. She is homeless, what sort of electric bill does this bitch have? None, that’s what sort.
I told her I didn’t have any, which was a lie, and she knew it. She tried to pull the, “I’m your Mother” card on me. Bullshit. The only thing she ever did was squeeze me out of her nasty fuck hole. I went to walk away, she grabbed me, then started to cry. Pathetic. I told her, “Alright, I’ll give you some money but you have to earn it.” She didn’t like that, told me what an ungrateful Daughter I was. Like I cared. I asked her if she wanted money or not. Of course she said yes.
I made some calls then took her to a motel. She asked if that is where I lived. I said, “Yeah.” Hell no, I don’t live in some dumb motel, and I wasn’t about to let her know where I live. I can’t have her showing up asking for money all the damn time. There was a knock at the door, I answered, in walked Charles. Charles is a huge man. He doesn’t fuck about. I pointed to my Mom, he walked over there, smacked her across the face, got his dick out and shoved it into her mouth. She struggled so hard trying to push him away, he just kept pumping his dick in and out. He had his cock shoved so far down her throat that I thought she was going to puke.
After he was done, he gave me a few bucks then left. My Mom was still trying to recover when another knock came. She was saying things like, “please no”, “Don’t make me do this.” I didn’t care. I swung open the door, moments later she was being fucked up the ass. Those knocks kept coming too. By the time two hours had passed she had had as much as she could take. I made some more calls to make sure there were no more knocks coming. She was crying, clutching the pillow while curled up in a fetal position. I took ten bucks from the stack of money I had in my hand and tossed it at her. I told her that she didn’t deserve more than that, and if she ever asked me for money again that it would be a lot worse coming her way.
I’m not completely cold hearted, I paid up the motel room for the next week so she would have a place to stay. I looked at her one last time, then left. I think she learned her lesson, and now I don’t have to worry about her showing up again when I’m trying to get some dick.
I do not go on many dates. I’m usually busy filling my holes instead. I was surprised when a neighbor of mine asked me out. He told me to dress nice. So I broke out my very best dress and got ready. When he came to the door he said I looked super beautiful. I wasn’t sure if he would like what I was wearing, but he did! He took me to a real feast at the Kentucky Fried Chicken place. I got some looks from the staff and other customers but I think it was because they were jealous.
After we were done there we went on a walk near a duck pond. I definitely wore the wrong shoes for that. My heels were sinking into the ground, which sorta made me mad because I had just got them from a stripper friend of mine and they were in great shape. When we got back to the car he kissed me. We got into the car and went back to his apartment.
He cracked open a couple of Schlitz and we got a really good buzz on. I asked him why he had asked me out since normally guys like him didn’t ask me out, they just wanted to fuck. He told me that he had heard about me and wanted to see if the rumors were true. I told him that they probably were. He took a couple of pics of me sitting in his Lazy boy and sent them to so some friends. Then he asked me if it was okay if a few of them came over to watch a movie with us.
When they got there they were pleasant enough, but I could tell something was going on. After the movie started, my date stood up and put his hand out. I grabbed it, we inched past the other four guys there and he walked me into the bedroom. Without saying a word he dropped his pants. His cock was ready to be milked! He said that he tried to wait but he just couldn’t anymore. He didn’t even have to ask, I fell to my knees to pop it right into my mouth. He put his hand on the back of my head and pushed me down, harder and harder. My make-up didn’t survive, my mouth was getting numb, and I knew that the next morning I would have a sore throat.
I didn’t even hear the bedroom door open. I had no clue that there were a circle of hardened dicks encircling me. When he left me off his cock one of his friends grabbed my hair to pull me onto his nice throbbing dick. I had dicks in my hand, a dick in my mouth. My dress was down so that my tits could be slapped, pinched, and played with. The back of my dress was pulled up over my ass, I could feel a warm tongue pressing up against it before a few fingers were rammed up inside it. I could hardly catch my breath.
By the time my date was over I was exhausted. I looked at myself in the mirror when I got home. I looked like I had a hard night, which I did, I had a lot of hard dick.
You know that I am nasty. I have no limits to what I will do or try. When one of my friends called me and asked me if I could do a job with them I was up for it. You have to understand that my friend’s job is whoring herself out at truck stops. I have done it a few times too, so I was all for it. We went to this jacked up Motel. Even for me it was pretty dirty, and I have lived in trap houses before. We get into the room and there is this super fat fucker sitting on the edge of the bed watching porn. He doesn’t say a word, just points to the bathroom. She looked at me, I looked at her, she looked at the guy then asked, “What?” He still didn’t speak, he just pointed to the door again.
We walked into the bathroom, then as we were turning around the door slammed shut. I said, “Oh shit!” She tried the door but it was jammed. We both started to push against the door, pound on it, yelling at the top of our lungs. The guy from the bed just turned the porn up really loud. After about twenty minutes I just gave up. I slipped into the tub and lit a joint. She sat down on the toilet and sighed. She kept telling me she was sorry. Nothing to be sorry for. Bitches like me end up dead from situations like this all the time, I figured it was just my turn. We pretty much didn’t say anything else. We just smoked.
The porn turned off. It was dead quiet. She got off the toilet, went over to the door and listened. We just kept hearing the door to the room open up again and again. Finally we could hear someone by the door, she backed up and I stood up. I was ready to fight if it came down to it. As soon as the door flew open she was grabbed and yanked from the room, I had one foot out of the tub when two guys came in quickly to push me back down into the tub. One pulled out his cock then started to piss on me. Then the other dude started to do the same thing. When they were done they just laughed. One said, “Stay there, you are our piss girl tonight.” Whatever man.
The rest of the night went like this. My friend would get fucked by five guys over and over again, then afterward they would come in and piss on me. Some on my tits, some on my face, over my ass, onto my pussy, one even in my mouth. This went on for hours. The last guy that came in yanked me up by my arm, pulled me out of the bathroom, pushed me over the dresser, then fucked the hell out of my pussy. After he was done he went over to my friend to shove his piss, cum, and pussy juiced up cock into her mouth. After she cleaned him up they kicked us out of the room, but not before paying us some serious bank.
Here we thought we were going to die, and it turns out they just wanted some fuck time and piss play. Which is much better than being dead.
Laters ~
Guess what? I love cock. There I said it, I freely admit it. The more the better! I’m the slut that everyone wants to fuck but will not admit it. In public you might tell me that I am a cunt in front of your friends, wife, girlfriend, but later that night you and your boys are right there at my door, knocking. Does it bother me? Fuck no, I don’t give a shit what you say about me. I know what and who I am. I know where I come from, and I love being a class A fuck rag. I also know that I can get what I need or want by spreading my legs, ass cheeks, and mouth wide open.
I’ll give you an example of what I mean. There is this guy who is so fucking white you can almost see through him. He drives a Range Rover, goes to church on Sunday, goes to his fuck spawns games to cheer them on, lives in a rich section of our part of the world, and when he saw me once on the street I heard his wife say, “Watch your wallet.” as she pulled her purse and children closer to her. I had to laugh and give her the finger. The guy told me that I was trash! Then he and his wife hurried away. What a fucking liar he is.
Both him and I knew that just a few days before this he was right there with three of his golfing buddies driving his dick inside my ass while his buddies waited for their turn. He also knew that he had texted me earlier that same damn day asking me if I could meet them again soon. Telling me how much he loved fucking me and seeing me with all that cum on my tits. Shit, he even ate me out after I was filled to the brim with everyone’s dick juice. All four of them tossed some cash at me and thanked me. Now here he was trying to act like he was disgusted by the sight of me. Stupid fucker.
As I said though. It doesn’t really matter. I’ll still give him and his buddies a good time all because I love it, as a matter of fact I should text him back to see if he can get more guys so I can really get used up proper.