Honestly I am almost always fucked up. I am always high on something and drinking too. I like the way it makes me feel. I like the way it makes those big black cocks hurt a little less and how it relaxes me to take it like a slut. Like a total BBC loving whore. We know I love big black cock and we know my good new friend loves it too. He loves to get nice and fucked up with me. He loves to watch all these big black dicks sliding in and out of my holes. My ass and my pussy of course but my throat takes it all too. Anything for that cum! One after the other I keep going, a girl like me is a total gangbang whore now and I know that I am going to have my body covered in that hot sticky load in no time. How can I say no anyway? I might just be too high…ha! Just kidding that’s not possibly, it just means I can take more black thick dicks!
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Gangbang Whore For Cheap Phone Sex
There is something a gangbang whore of an ex stripper that just makes your cock twitch. My idea of a hot cheap phone sex call falls in the realm of no fucking taboo debauchery. I love to be your anal cum dumpster as long as the dick is a nice big fat black cock that can stuff this white girl snatch.
So, you think you have the fuck rock that will please me and so do your friends huh? You guys show up at the strip club and head directly for the backroom. I wait there doing some smack and smoking some weed as I wait for my next client. I was very pleased to get you six big black cocka to fuck and suck off tonight! This will truly be a fabulous night as your big black hands start grabbing at my big fake tits and your buddies take turns stuffing my ass, cunt and mouth continuously making sure to fill me with jizz.
Bet Good
Nothing makes my pussy wetter then making money.
As I saddled up to the bar I was not only very tipsy, I was very happy as well.
This would be the last drink and the last bet for the night.
Just I had done before I placed my empty glass on the bar along with a five dollar bill. It would be the same bet but with a different guy.
I smiled sweetly and said:
“Care to make a little wager?”
“Sure darlin”
“OK I bet you that I have a little rhyme that you can’t top. The bet is my five here and a drink.”
He laughed. “Bet good”
“Two and two is four. Four and five is nine. I can tell the length of yours but you can’t tell the depth of mine.”
He almost fell off the bar stool laughing. Handed me my five dollars and bought my drink. I downed the drink and tucked the five in my bra, making a cool hundred it was time to go home.
I walked out the door and started down the street feeling very pleased with my self. And then I saw him leaning up against a pole. By the looks of him he had money and I am greedy.
I walked up to him and decided to go double or nothing. Never dreaming it would be nothing.
“Hey care for a friendly wager?”
I could tell by the way he said yes that he was way drunker then I was.
“I bet you a hundred bucks that I have a rhyme that you can’t top.”
He chuckled a little and took my bet.
“Two and two is four. Four and five is nine. I can tell the length of yours but you can’t tell the depth of mine.”
He was quiet for some time when I asked him to fork over my money. I should have known by that smile I was going down.
“Not so fast Sugar. Two and two is four. Four and five is nine. I can piss in yours, but you can’t piss in mine.”
Handing him my hundred I realized that I need to learn when to stop while I am ahead.
Gangbang Whore Party
I live in the backwoods Alabama area so all this stuff about Martin Luther King Jr. Day isn’t a huge deal for us. But what is a big deal is Robert E. Lee’s birthday. We all have southern pride here and it shows. One of my stripper friends is hosting a naughty Lee party. Usually the guys bring lots of guns and confederate flags. The girls aren’t allowed to wear anything. It really is a free for all, especially for the guys. The guys grope and touch whatever they want. There is always so much jungle juice so the girls get plastered.
I got so drunk last time that I woke up with thirteen naked bodies around me. Turns out all the girls got super slutty and everyone had a giant orgy. I woke up really sore but one of the guys had taken photos of us all being so drunk and slutty. All the country guys knew how to have fun. “Gangbang Whore” was scribbled on my lower back so I knew my asshole was used nicely just like my cunt. I’m such a naughty fucking whore and I can’t wait for this year’s party. I can only imagine how these country guys are going to use me.
Druggy Phone Sex W/ a Drunk Gangbang Whore
I might have partied too hard, I might have fucked every single one of the guys that were there… and I am not afraid to admit that I am a slut. No, that’s too modest. I am a super slut. And honestly I do not see what is so wrong with that. Some people like bananas, I love cock. Everyone has their own guilty pleasure. Take away the guilty and mine is just pleasure. And it makes other people happy too! Whoever it is. I would be classified as a super slut because I will fuck just about anyone. I have no boundaries I just love to fuck!! I still have my preferences though don’t get me wrong!! I really would like for at least one guy and one girl to be in my slutty fun. That’s not too much to ask, I think it’s reasonable and everyone should do it that way. It’s beneficial because not only is there enough to go around, there’s more ways to fuck and more parts to play with! Why wouldn’t I want to eat a girl out while getting fucked in the ass by our guy? Or maybe I could flick her nipples while I get fisted by him…the possibilities are endless. I don’t care what people think – being a slut is fucking awesome, and partying hard while being the biggest whore I can be is even better.
Party hard on New year’s Eve
Every new Year’s Eve , it’s the same old thing for most of us. We go out for a good time. Maybe get us some end of year cock. I know that final blow job should end in a ball-dropping explosion. I dance my ass ass off with some friends, but things get all freaky. I always seem to end up missing my clothes by morning or wake up at some orgy where cum soaked pussies and limp, crusty dicks are everywhere, fueled by the alcoholic lust. I wonder how many dudes had their dicks in me and how much cum I swallowed. My throat is sore from the drugs and the dick action. I wouldn’t change a thing though. I’m gonna do my drugs, drink that Jager, and get all of the fuckmeat that I can handle, cause life takes its toll. In a few years we all end up spending the New year in sweats, watching the Dick Clark special (cause that’s the only dick we’ll get) and sipping non-alcoholic grape fizzy with the brats.
So, I’m getting mine now before it’s too late. Make sure you find a DD though. Being dead is not cool.
Happy New Year, fuckers. How about one last phone fuck before the ball drops?
Hot Stripper Party
You’ve been watching me dance for the past four months. You never bother tipping me, but you tip all the other girls. I’m getting a bit testy when I see you at the table when I come in for my shift. My dealer has been busted and I’m in such a pissy mood. Roll call comes on and I start dancing. I’m shaking my sweet ass for you trying to get your attention. Songs come on all night long. I have the stage alone for at least six songs throughout the whole night. My shift is coming to an end; I go back stage to get ready to go home. I usually leave in the same outfit I come out of. I get my bag and walk out the back door.
I feel you grab my arm as soon as I walk out. You tell me there is a hot party and you want to take me. I can’t believe I’m finally getting your attention. I’m itching really badly for a fix so I follow you to your truck. It’s dark out so I can’t see much. We drive for about 30 mins which is a long time for such a small town. We get to the destination which is an old motel on the outskirts of town. You already have a room key to room 104.
You led me in but there isn’t a party. No one is here. I start freaking out but you throw a bag on the bed. My mouth starts watering. It’s a nice bag full of that precious white powder. You see how excited I am. You tell me it’s all mine but I won’t be snorting it like normal. I’m very confused but all I want is the powder. You begin taking off your pants. I’m not surprised; I’m used to using my pussy to get drugs and whatever else I need. Your cock is really hard—bulging and throbbing. I get on my knees ready to suck until your cum is in the back of my throat. You tell me this will be different from every other guy. I thought you were just being a little full of yourself, until you grab the bag and put a line on your cock. You tell me to be a good little bitch and don’t waste any. You tell me once I finish it all, the party will really be getting started.