There is no better holiday experience than spending a Christmas evening curled up by a fireplace with a cock in my mouth and another in my pussy pumping me full of hot cum in both ends. Last year, I had the pleasure. I was invited by this guy I was dating to accompany him to visit his father for the holiday. I obliged because I don’t have much family in town so I didn’t have plans. When we arrived, I was surprised at how handsome and young his father was; he was a former professional bodybuilder, so he had beautifully sculpted muscles and you could see the contour of his abs through his shirt. My nipples got hard as he smiled at me and introduced himself, I was completely turned on, but did not know where this was going to lead.
After dinner that evening, we were sitting on the couch drinking and playing card games. I just so happened to be sitting between the two of them as we talked and laughed about everything under the sun. All of a sudden, the power went out, and me being the little whore that I am, I made my move. I reached over with both of my hands and began stroking them both through their pants. “What are you doing?” his father exclaimed, but his cock standing at attention told me otherwise. As I continued stroking both of their bulges, my boyfriend started to rub on my titties as he gave his dad his blessing to treat me like the whore I am. I unzipped his father’s pants and started jacking his hard, thick cock; at the same time, my boyfriend wasted no time to take his pants all the way off and stick his huge dick in my mouth. His father finally got comfortable with the situation and joined in full force, he started sucking on my titties and rubbing on my clit while I continued getting my throat fucked by his son.
My pussy felt as hot as the fire burning next to us as I anticipated both of their gorgeous cocks filling me up. Finally, I got to the point that I couldn’t resist, I straddled his father and aimed his huge cock straight towards my wet pussy. “Enjoy Pop, this girl fucks like a pornstar!” With that being said, I rode every inch of his cock, determined to prove my man right. Damn, he felt good! And he must’ve felt the same, he started moaning and gripping my ass as he sucked on my titties. I bounced all over his cock while I sucked the shit out of his son’s.
It felt amazing to feel that I was being dominated by these two men. The rhythm of one cock ramming my pussy, while the other slid down and back out of my throat made me feel like the biggest whore ever. We started on my knees, then they flipped me onto my back. His father gagged me with his cock and teabagged my face while my boyfriend fucked my asshole and fingered my little cunt. My screams were muffled and blocked by his dad’s dick as I squirted all over my boyfriend’s cock. Turned on by the sight, they forced me into a riding position over his father and my boyfriend slid his cock into my ass.
It was so tight with both of those hard cocks fighting for space in my body. I could feel them sliding against and pressing so close to each other, both squeezing and groping me as they penetrated my body. It was awkward starting off as the father-son duo tried to get their movements in sync, but after a few minutes, they were reaming my pussy and asshole. They pounded me and pounded me mercilessly, slapping my face, titties, and ass, telling me what a great fucking whore I am. I couldn’t stop myself, my whole body shook like an earthquake and I screamed out “OH MY GOD, I’M FUCKING CUMMING! I’M CUMMING!” over and over as my holes contracted around their meat.
They continued fucking me as I had multiple orgasms on their cocks, finally caused both of them to cum. They started stroking me harder and harder as their moans progressively got louder. My boyfriend grabbed my titties as he pumped hot jizz into my pussy while I felt his dad spurt his hot load into my asshole. We brought in Christmas with sweat, moans, and fresh skeet squirting inside of me. I was literally stuffed, hot cum was my Christmas present. I got toasted nut by the open fire, and it felt so good.
I like to get high, talk to callers and play with my cum filled cunt. I am a druggy whore. I have been doing coke since I was a young whore turning tricks with my mother in the 70s. She told me what would help me be the nasty freak in the sheets that men wanted was a little toot of coke. She controlled how much I did back then, but now I can do as much as I want whenever I want. And I choose to do a lot because it gets me into that kinky place I need to be. I am not a vanilla girl. I am a dirty whore. I like to talk about incest. I like to talk about black cock. I like to talk about young talent. This is the perfect job for me because I can party on my phone sex line. Most of my callers are high too. I can spend ten mins or ten hours with a dude swapping kinky stories or fantasies while snorting lines off my coffee table like an 80s coke whore. Last night, I pulled an all-nighter thanks to mommy’s little helper. I had several lines of cocaine laid out on the glass of the coffee table in preparation for a Saturday night of debauchery. My callers never disappoint. I got to be a mommy whore. I got to be a black cock whore. I got to be a dirty cougar who molests young boys in the neighborhood. I got to be a druggy porn star too. All things I am in my non phone life too. I love this job. I have never had an honest day’s work in my life. I have been a hooker. I worked in an adult bookstore. I have been a drug dealer. Now I am a phone whore. I get paid to be me and do coke. How did I not know about this kind of work when I was 18? Oh yeah, I am in my 50s. I had to wait until the Internet was invented.
