I black out all the time when I drink. Is that something I should worry about? I’m just having fun so I don’t really think so. If no one is getting hurt why should it matter? If someone hands me a shot or a pill I’m going to take it. Drugs and drinks can be expensive so it would be stupid to say no when they’re free. Don’t get me wrong I’ll pay for them if I have to, but I prefer not to. Getting drugs for free gives me a huge rush anyway so it’s half the fun. Even if sucking a big 10 inch cock only gets me the smallest line of coke, it was worth it.
Everyone knows about it, that’s how much I do it. My reputation isn’t great, but that really depends on what you consider good. People say I party too much or that I’m a slut behind my back. They think I don’t know, but I’ve heard all the rumors. Guess what? I still don’t care. Nothing they say about me could ever make me want me to stop. To be honest I actually love my reputation. Guys that have never met me before have already heard about me and that’s make it easier to get free drugs off of them.
Twice already this month some random guys have walked up to me at a party, pulled me into a empty room, and whipped out their rock hard pricks. They heard about all the things I’m willing to do or have done so we don’t even need to talk about it first. I love that! Talking can ruin everything. Why should I waste time with that when I can get off, get drugs, and go back to partying sometimes without saying a word?
Big Dick Sucker Jamie Will do Anything for Free Drugs
Cum Dumpster Silvia Stout, Would Not Spit That Hot Load Out
Growing up as a cum dumpster for my perv pop was not always fun and games. But I made the most of it. I learned that getting high made his nightly cum dump deposits more bearable. Even sometimes enjoyable. Pops learned early on if he got me stoned or pumped up on meth I was less likely to refuse his filthy cock. If you can imagine becoming a druggy whore with piggy tails, you would know how much of a addict I am now.
Not all my memories are bitter sweet though. Pops did have a few times he integrated good parenting with his dark desire to violate his baby girl. I remember my favorite bedtime story. It was about a young girl who shared my name, Pops said that made me almost famous! He would creep into my room and share his beer and blow. He would feed me his cock as he would recite my poem. Pops changed some words, but you may recognize the famous poem as “Sarah Cynthia Silvia Stout, would not take the garbage out” written by Shel Silverstein.
This cum dump whore is named Silvia Stout
And she would not spit that hot load out
She’d lick your ass and pump your cock
Beg for more – well that’s no shock
And though the Pimps and Johns would pout
She just would not share, or spit it out
So it filled up her cum dump
With hot liquid gold
Swishing and swashing
So good we were told
She’d savor the flavor
But refused to share
They would all beg and plead
But our selfish whore did not care
She craved that thick substance
That’s right could not live without
So this phone sex line slut Silvia stout
Table Games Trash
I was so relieved when he finally passed out. I thought he was never gonna stop torturing my cunt with his medical kit. Don’t get me wrong, I love sick sex, but I just was not high enough for his shit tonight. He hid my stash again and promised to cut me a line after he came in my mouth and cunt, but he fucking passed out before he could. Sometimes I wonder how anyone besides a whore could be so useless. Luckily I had plans to head over to the card room and score some dope and poker chips. Honestly the only reason I stay with this loser is because he is sterile as a bottle of bleach. Which means I can fuck bareback all I want. There will come a time when I want my own little whore to fuck with, but as for now I only wanted cock, blow, and the card room.
When I got there I saw three of my guys just waiting for some trashy cunt. I had been up two days already and I was not wasting time. I had a plan. Get lit, get fucked, and get gambling! I nodded my head at the taller one and licked my lips. He followed me out to the parking garage, and under the stairwell where there is no cameras yet. This is where I will hang for about two hours getting high, and getting fucked by a few high rollers. They loved my mouth and my pussy. And they sure did love the weekend where I could hang out for a day or two. Win win don’t you say?
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