Sitting at the counter in a smoke filled bar is where he found me. He was laying his game down on me thick. I wasn’t sure if he knew I was one of those Hookers for hire, let alone the fact I had a big dick in my panties. He bought me a drink and he leaned in to say something that shocked me. As he leaned in his hand slid up the inside of my thigh up my skirt, “I want this hard cock inside of me.” He flicked the head of my cock with his finger tips. I bit my lip and smiled, “Hookers for hire want money before they fuck holes, don’t you know that baby boy?” He smiled and flash his thick wad of cash. This was one of those scenes from a Hookers for hire movie. Where the whore gets all the money from one trick all night long. His light blue eyes and dark hair sucked me in. I wanted his cock inside of me just as badly as he wanted me inside of him. He kissed me deeply and asked in a low whisper “Do you want to party?” I looked down in the hand that was caressing my inner thighs making my cock rock hard, I could see the pills and a little 8 ball. My cock twitched and I grabbed his wad of cash stuck it in my purse and walked out hand in had with him. He paid good money to get fucked up and fucked my a big dick tranny! I’ll make sure he gets every dime of pleasure he paid for.
Category: Hookers for hire
Techies Need Love
I have a lot of nerd guys who come and see me. I think cause it is hard for them to find a girl they don’t have to pay, but off the topic. I am very thankful for these guys because when my computer starts fucking up I can always count on them to fix it for me. Last month my computer kept freezing and so I called one of my guys, and he came over and got it working again. Well I paid him very happily, and he loved it. Once he got down fixing it I started sucking his cock and giving him a hand job. Once he was nice and hard I climbed on top of his cock and started riding. As I am bouncing up and down my tits jumping with me, right in his face, he grabbed my hips and shoved me onto the desk. He stood up and started slamming into me, hard. He finally hit his point and came deep inside my pussy. He left, happily paid in pussy, and I got to use my computer again. Don’t forget about your techies this week, October 3 is national techies day.
I love Spankings
I have a few customers who really love to bend a give over and spank her ass. I have some who love to bend me over and fuck me so they can stare and my ass and spank it. I don’t mind what so ever though because I like getting a nice spanking. I like being told I have been a naughty girl cause I know I am. I like hearing I am a god damn whore while I get fucked hard and rough while being spanked. I love the feeling of my skin stinging while a cock slams in and out of me making me twitch and cum all over the place. I want to feel the heat rise on my ass, and know that there is a hand print right across my ass. I don’t know what it is about that feeling but it always gets me in just the right way. I have cravings for it even, I love getting spanked.
My Phone Sex Line: My Little Ones are Hookers for Hire for the Right Price
My phone sex line is for men who like extreme age play. It is also for guys who enjoy a nasty mommy. I’m not your typical stay at home mother. I love my little ones, but I am of the philosophy that they belong to me. They are my property, therefore I get to use them how I want. My middle boy is rather androgynous looking. Blonde little Thor. The P men go crazy over him. And, I spot them a mile away too. Over the weekend we were at the library. Not for reasons you think. I don’t do books. I do, however, do wealthy perverts with a penchant for little boys. Those kind of guys hunt for little ones at places they frequent like public libraries. I let my little stud roam about and watched from a distance as the men gravitated to him. I am pretty good at picking out the wealthy ones too. My little angel always reels in the big fish. I waited awhile as my boy worked his charm on a potential patron. My boy knows how to cock tease. Actually, all my brats do. I taught them well. After about 20 minutes, I joined in much to his chagrin. He made up some story as to why he was talking to my young son. I pointed out the wood in his pants and calmly said, “Let’s talk numbers.” His eyes got big with disbelief, but we settled on a very nice sum. We met him later at this no tell motel I have on retainer, exchanged money for sex with my son. This guy was old and not attractive, but his wallet made up for that. Sometimes we have to take one for the team. I rewarded my son handsomely with a trip to Toys R US and some playtime with mommy’s pussy. My little ones are all hookers for hire for the right price.
Gangbang Whore Loves Filthy Fun
A used up gangbang whore is all I am, and cock is my addiction. This oral fixation has led me into the life of a filthy whore doing live phone sex. My career as a prostitute has me hitting new lows in humiliation and degradation.
So, I can be the slut for furry friends phone sex or the center of your bukkake fest, just use me. My favorite fun is stroking a furry shaft and watching that red rocket launch! I admit I do enjoy taking that furry cock and sucking that rocket until it spurts. My first experience was with one of my Johns who got off on degrading me. He would make me a little subservient bitch, and well, he paid well.
So what kind of filthy whore do you need?
My Extreme Phone Sex Line
My phone sex line is always anything goes. I have no limits. Can’t imagine I ever will? Extreme age play, piss, scat, snuff, rape fantasies, incest, hardcore anal….. none of that turns me off. Just the opposite actually. I don’t do vanilla topics. Most of my callers are sick and twisted like I am. I mean that as a compliment. I had a wicked hot call last night that is a variation on a theme of a constant wet dream I keep having. The news is filled with stories of girls gone missing, likely sold into the sex slave industry. Most of these outfits are overseas, so I fantasies about a very young brothel right here in my community. Perhaps even run out of my carriage house. It is actually quite large. Who would expect a slave trade outfit in a gated community in Beverly Hills? The lifestyle my husband and I live is expensive. We like to party, travel and live beyond our means, so having some young cash cows besides are own little ones really makes my pussy wet. Runaways, foster brats, homeless little ones, cute young things from the hood or impoverished homes, all make good candidates; but so do a few spoiled brats. Guys pay good money to tear open some little rich bitch girl, right? I have the access to little ones. I’m a Beverly Hills soccer mom. Parents trust me with their brats. I know it’s hard to believe. If they only knew what I have already done to many of their precious angels already, I would be in prison. I make the best magic cocktails that leave little ones with no memory of your big huge dick violating their tiny holes. I just need an accomplice to help me get this started. Bonus, you get to sample all the talent, even train them for a whore’s life. When they age out, we breed them to keep the brothel going. So who is in with me?