Last night I got lucky at the club and after hours the bands drummer asked me back to his place. As soon as he asked me, my nipples got hard and instead of just saying yes, I grabbed his cock and whispered in his ear just what I wanted to do to him when we got to his place. Little did I know I was in for a bigger treat then I thought. He must have sensed how much I love to be spanked. After some heavy making out and a few more drinks he pulled out his drum stick and pulled my panties down. I could feel my pussy pulsing as my mind raced with thoughts of what he planned on doing. He laid me down and spread my pussy lips wide before shoving that drum stick deep inside me. He fucked my cunt until his drum stick was nice and lubricated and then pulled it out and started spanking my pussy with it. Oh how I love to be spanked. It drives me crazy and keeps my pussy sloppy wet. But when a man spanks my pussy and not my ass it takes me over the top. He knew just how to make my pussy smile and that was just the beginning.
Category: Cum guzzling slut
Furry friends phone sex
Nasty Bitch!
There was a guy working landscaping near my trailer that grabbed my attention. You could tell he was from prison because he had the little thing on his ankle. Prison guys are the only ones who fuck me like the nasty bitch that I am. I signaled for him to come over to my trailer and I started sucking his dick as soon as he entered. He grabbed the back of my head and violently face fucked me till I choked. He then bent me over and fucked me like I was his prison bitch. He pounded my ass with no remorse and it made my cock nice and hard. He did reach around and stroke my cock as he fucked me so that we both shot our loads, his in my ass and mine on the floor, at the same time. He then slapped me with his cock and told me “I’ll be back later bitch!” It feels good to get fucked like a slut in a town full of bitch boys every once in a while.
Dirty phone sex
Okay so I have been trying to be a better person lately, and I have a confession to make. I might have whored myself out today. I was doing it all the time but I am trying to cut back. Try telling a whore to stop being a whore is like telling an alcoholic to stop thinking about alcohol.
It’s just not going to happen. My excuse is that I am young and I spent a good majority of my life being a good girl. Anyways today I ordered delivery food, but had no intention of wanting the food. When the delivery boy got here, I had him come inside and I acted as if I didn’t have tip money.
With him looking around I saw him look at my tits and I knew it was going to be okay. I planned this more or less. I got on my knees and undid his pants and began to devour his Popsicle on this hot sunny day with my mouth.
I had fun with him, and ironically my door bell just rang and it is my neighbor who said my mail ended up in his mail box.
I might have planned this one to, it’s rude to keep his cum waiting so I must go be a whore now. I really hope my door bells keeps ringing randomly, I love having company.
Fun at work!
There is one college guy that comes in to the library once per week. He has blond hair, a neck tattoo and bulging muscles. He is always very quiet but I have caught him peeking up my skirt when I purposely bend over in front of him. Last night he was the last one in the library and I told him we were about to close. As I looked down I noticed he was reading porn and jerking off under the table. I hurried and locked the door and ran back to help him jerk that long cock of his. He bent me over that table and sucked my asshole and pussy lips till they were nice, tender, and ready for his cock. He slid in between my lips and his cock started bulging instantly. He climaxed only three strokes into fucking me but didn’t stop. The splatter of spunk with every following thrust made me so wet and I squirted right down his leg. He smacked my ass cheeks and pounded me from behind till he flooded my pussy once more and left me to clean the mess.
Nothing but a bar slut…
Once again I was hanging out at Moe’s Place, a trashy dive frequented by bikers. Most of them were in just to wash down the road dust with a cold one and weren’t looking for female companionship. I was tipsy and feeling the need for some fat cock in my throat. I smiled at the dudes and one in particular caught my attention. I was never shy about letting men know what I wanted. I unbuttoned another button on my shirt.
“Hey, sweetheart, won’t ya come give me some attention. I wanna bite those big titties.” He was built like a mountain with a graying beard and a weathered face. I sauntered over to him, giving him my sexiest smile. I put my hand on his leg and purred. “You up for a little fun, sugar?” He grinned, showing a gold tooth. I just knew he’d have a tree trunk for a cock and pussy was hungry. I beckoned him to follow me to the room in back used for cheating and whoring.
He kissed me deeply, stinking of cheap beer and cigarettes. Mr. Mountain was hornier than a goat, reaching for pussy and tits at the same time. I grabbed feverishly at his fly, eager to free the monster cock I was craving. “What the fuck?” I sputtered as I touched a tiny nub. His mini pecker was stabbing at my hand and I yanked it away. I burst into cruel laughter. “OMG, it’s a baby cock.” I looked even closer and found that he was wearing pink satin panties. “I’m telling. Oh yes!!” I giggled hysterically.
His face went purple with rage and his neck veins bulged. “I’ll kill you, bitch.” I ducked as he threw a punch. My screams brought the rest of the bikers. Seeing me naked, they all pulled out their fucksticks and headed for me. “Make fun of one of us and you pay the price.” Someone knocked me to my knees and another jumped on me. I felt the cock ram between my lips, choking me until no air was left. They all lined up to face-rape me with cocks that smelled of road sweat and body odor. In a bukkake frenzy, I felt the cum rain down on me. Mr. Mountain opened his fly and pissed all over me with his micro-cock as they all laughed. With a final shake, he left the room.
I stayed on that floor for a while until they all left. I was caked in dried cum and my pissy, wet shirt clung to my tits. I needed a beer to wash the cum from my mouth. I shook my head and wondered why I let men treat me like this. Then I remembered that I’m nothing but a white trash, small town whore. Tomorrow was another day in this life of hell and I loved it!!!