You know those ads on TV, the ones that play late night when there is no TV broadcasting. My favorites are the ones
that seem really stupid but you know you want it and would totally use it anyway. The one I have not figured out why they have not invented yes is an attachment dildo or vibrator for your phone. All it would have to do would be enhance the already super powerful vibrations of the cell phone. There has been countless times when I could not find a toy to fuck myself with when I was alone. Better yet, I have been in so many situations where I was
out in public and horny and wet and needed to relive my throbbing wet pussy. I am sick of having to ask my friend to mass text me for like 5 minutes so that I can shove my crappy Nokia in and out of my twat till I cum. I mean on top of that, who wants to go through all of the hassle to waterproofing your more expensive phones so you don’t fuck them up. It feels so good when your cell vibrates on your clitty too, I could see where needing a water proof device would come in handy for on the run squirters. I should invent it then I could be rich and loaded and leave the trailer park. Ha Ha. I would be the rich white trash bitch everyone would be jealous of.
Category: Drunk phone sex
Ring my bell
Roaming Charges
There I was, minding my own business, just having a few too many at the park when this happened. I was dressed up for spring and what better way to show off my thrift store find but to go to the park and take in the beauty all around me. Actually our park is just a few square feet up next to some trees that are on the edge of a parking lot, but whatever. A park is a park. I was sitting on the bench, knocking a few back when Junior drove by, he beeped his horn and shouted, “Show’em those tits of yours Ella!” Since I had about six beers in me, I did just that…right when the sheriff was rounding the corner. Junior laughed, the sheriff however did not.
Now I am in the back of the sheriff’s car, along with another guy. I have seen him around town, but not that often. He told the sheriff that he didn’t want to share a car with me, the sheriff replied, “Tough shit.” On the way to the station a cell phone started to ring. It wasn’t mine because mine was in my purse on the front seat with the Sheriff. I looked at the guy next to me and he was sweating like crazy. The sheriff pulled over, got out and opened up my door. He looked down at me and told me that he wanted the phone. I told him that it wasn’t me and then it rang again, we both looked at Charles.
Charles stared straight ahead. The sheriff closed my door then went to the side Charles was seated on. The sheriff asked Charles were the phone was. Charles didn’t say a word, the phone just kept on ringing and we realized that Charles was sitting on it. The sheriff pulled him out of the car but there was no cell phone on the seat, but it kept ringing…or Charles’ ass kept ringing I should say. Charles apparently stuck his wife’s cell phone up his ass so later he could shit it out because she was texting some guy on it and he caught her.
Instead of going to the jailhouse, we all made a stop at the local hospital where Charles had to have the cell phone removed from his ass. I thought this is was about the funniest thing I had ever experienced. The sheriff and I just chatted while we were waiting. I’ll tell you something. I have never put something like a cell phone up my ass, I don’t need to, because if I want something bulky then I know a few guys whose cocks would do the trick.
Paying The Tax Man
It had been a great night at the club! I had made a ton of cash but had spent most of it on some candy! I don’t remember too much but I must have been a good night because there was some ugly man sprawled out in my bed, reeking of cum and whiskey!
Maybe if I do a few shots and hit that pipe again, I can get rid of this damn hangover!
It was getting to be late in the morning and I was pretty fucked up again when I heard a knock on the door. Probably that guy forgot something when he left. I didn’t see the need in putting anything on. Hell, he had already violated every fucking hole I have! But it wasn’t him at all. Some suit guy!
I squinted as I looked up and asked him if I could help him. He said that I was past due on my taxes and he was there to serve me with papers to repo. the trailer! What the hell!
I left him standing there and went to the kitchen and grabbed the bottle. The room started to spin so I flopped down on the couch.
He walked over to me and set his brief case down. He ran his hands across my tits and said that maybe we could work something out. I was about to pass out when he shoved his cock in my mouth! I was so drunk, all I could do was lay there. So he flipped me over and stuffed my sloppy wet cunt with that cream stick, drilling me so hard, I thought it would come out of my throat!
He shot that load so deep I could almost taste it!
He didn’t stop until he had dumped his load in every gaping hole!
My lifeless body lay there dripping with thick cream and wet cum farts blowing out of my ass.
He put his papers back in his brief case and told me that I had just bought myself a little time.
He said he would be back in a few days to collect what owed with interest!
I love being a cum whore! Maybe I should hold out on paying for a few more visits!
Drunk phone sex with Jamie
Is it bad that I’m almost always drunk? Maybe it’s even worse that I don’t care. Being sober is boring and I can’t live like that. All I want to do is get really fucked up and make a total whore of myself, I don’t care about the consequences. Boys want a dirty girl which is exactly what I am, that’s why that flock to me. Other girls can be can jealous if they want and talk trash all they want. No matter what nothing is going to stop me because I’m having too much fun.
Nothing scares me, it just adds to the fun. This morning I woke up in an alley and my panties were missing. At some point during the night I blacked out, but when that happens it just means I had a really good time. My pussy was beat up, I could tell because it was throbbing. Then, when I stood up cum started leaking out.
The last thing I remember was teasing some guys at the beach. I was wearing a white shirt with nothing underneath when I was swimming in the ocean with them. By the way they were looking at my big sexy tits told me they all had boners, I didn’t have to check.
Sure, part of me wishes I could remember things when I black out. It would be great if I knew whether all four of them gang banged me or not. Then again sometimes it’s better not knowing because my imagination runs wild. Eventually sometimes I will hear about what happened and a lot of the time it does come close to what I fantasized, but a few times it doesn’t. Either way just hearing about what a filthy whore I was gets my cunt soaking wet. I guess I just have no shame or morals, but is that really a bad thing? Who wants to be with a girl who has all sorts of limits and rules? It’s good that some girls do because that means more boys that want to party with me!!!
Hooker Phone Sex kicks Melanie

I woke up in the middle of nowhere with my skirt pulled above my head. Grime and dust were all over my tits and my cunny .I felt like a riding lawn mower had whacked me to death. I was hazing from a high of God of plenty. Simply put, I had partied the night before and guzzled so much liquor I think I was still high. I wondered about my mama and that uncle friend of hers. One minute he is slapping her upside the head and the next he is putting that cock inside of me. One thing was certain, as long as he was the source of my high then I would fuck him anytime he asked. Take last night for example, we were sitting in his truck drinking and blowing a few lines. I was feeling the buzz and my head made me feel like I was floating, in a daze,I leaned over and fell right in his lap.
That motherfucker unzipped his pants put that cock in my mouth and told me. “This is what nasty dirty whores get! “Suck that cock you filthy whore!” At first I just laughed but when he slapped me across the face and pushed me down on his cock, I knew he was serious. What can I say? It was just another fucking uncle that wanted to fuck me! I swallowed his cum after all that’s what he wanted . The party continued and I was drinkin’ so much liquor I pissed out clear. Now for those who don’t understand or know when you drink that much you are totally fucked up! Grabbing his cellphone in my drunken stupor, I dialed the last number he called. Can you believe it was one of those hooker for hire things?I was about to tell him he didn’t have to call that. I was the fuck of the century. (Hint, of course as long as I was getting my supply! )Grabbing his cock again I shoved it so far down my throat you would have thought it was going to tear out my eye sockets. In a way it kind of did! I felt that thing all in my mouth and him playing under my skirt with my clit. Taking a bottle opener, he pressed it firmly to my tits and put it directly on my nipples pulling hard. I couldn’t yell because I realized it turned me on what he was doing.
Slapping me again, he pulled me on top of his cock and said,”we are going to get really wild and crazy tonight. We are going to find another for a two game anal fantasy you fucking whore!” Blinking my eyes I was trying to get straight and wondered who the fuck exactly he was going to get to do this? Could it be you? I didn’t know, but , I knew it was just about to get interesting!
Wild Weekend
Last night was no different then any other Friday night. Lots of fucking and lots of drinking. This morning my eyes were red, my pussy was sore, my clothes all wrinkled and I am missing my panties. Kudos to the lucky bastard that has them. I am sure he is somewhere sniffing them and jerking his cock. Driving home I catch a glance at a sign on the side of the road and I think I must still be very fucked up. That couldn’t possibly have said what I thought it did. I had to turn the car around and look again. sure enough it said exactly what I thought it did. Really? We had just been talking about what the hell we would do tomorrow for Easter. It is really such a lame ass holiday. Now I knew what we were going to do. I took a picture of the sign on my phone and went home to call every trashy whore I knew. Male and female.We were going to crash this party and do it literally. We were going to make this fucking Easter Egg hunt one that these church going fuckers would never forget. It was an open invitation and they extended it….
Glory Hole Games
Every once in a while my friends and I will all hop in my car and just take a random road trip or whatever. My favorite part is going to the different back road truck stop dinners and getting a burger. Those places are always crawling with lot lizards running everywhere. My friends and I had gotten a bottle of vodka at the last stop, and because of that I was shit face by the time we got to the next one 2 hours later. I know it is nothing new for me to be shit faced, but what is new is needing to piss so bad and i was despite. I hopped out of the car before the breaks squealed to a haut and ran in to the bathroom. I started unzipping my pants and pulled them down as I hit the stall, I only pissed a little bit in my panties. I took those off and through them in the trash while I sat on the toilet. I giggled to myself as I began to lean a little to the left trying to get the room to stop spinning.
That is when I noticed it, a random hole in the wall next to my corner stall. I looked into it and giggled, there was nothing in there. I was such an idiot for even looking. That was when I saw, or at least thought I saw a big ass cock pop through the hole into my face. I giggled as I extended my index finger towards it, poking it to see if it was real or I was imagining it.
It felt real, I think, so I poked it and began to stoke it in a circular motion. I moaned as I got turned on and reached my hand up my skirt and began to touch myself. When the glory hole rod began to dribble precum from its helmet I sucked my mouth onto it. I continued to suck onto it moving my tight mouth up and down it. I also played with my twat through my panties. I moaned at the thought that the mystery wall go-er was getting the suck of a lifetime.
The cock stiffened and began to throw up into my mouth a rather large heavy load. I tried to take a moment to compose myself and when I turned back to the cock it was gone, replaced by the empty hole again. My friend knocked on the stall door to ask if I was okay. I stumbled to catch my balance as I reached for the stall door. As I climbed back into the car I started to think that I had really day dreamed the entire even. Then I saw him, standing there looking cocky. When I reached up my skirt I could feel my wetness. I should have made that pussy eat my cunt till I came all over his face. Oh well, there is the drive back still.

























