I think I was born to be a druggy porn star. I was strung out last night. In desperate need of a fix, I went to the street corner to pimp out my own ass. I was among fellow skanks, so I knew I might do well since I was fresh meat. I don’t always hook, but sex sells and it’s a quick way to get money for crack. I wasn’t hustling my ass much longer than an hour when this dude pulled up and asked me how much for anal. I just need $150, so I said $200 thinking for the downtown area it might me too much and he would settle for what I needed. It wasn’t too much. He pulled out a stack of $50s and told me he would double it if I let his young son fuck my ass too. A daddy and a son up my ass? Fuck, even sober that sounded hot. I got in his SUV and we drove around to the truck stop. I hopped in the back seat and him and junior pounded my ass for a solid thirty minutes. I was his son’s first anal experience. I guess school girls don’t give up the booty. I give up anything that gets me the means to get high. With a couple loads of sperm up my ass, I called my dealer and told him I had his money. That is when he told me, he had some friends who would pay to fuck my skanky ass too. Hmm, I didn’t need to be an anal sex whore again, but with a habit like mine, you can never have enough money.
Category: Hookers for hire
Druggy Porn Star
I love being a druggy whore
I love being a druggy whore. I will do anything for a fix. Anything. I was at the strip club last night when some rowdy townies came in. They aren’t the big spender GFE type. They were vulgar, which as a trailer trash slut, I don’t mind. I was surprised they paid for the VIP room, but I was glad they did because they had some great blow. They had a lot more to give me but there was a catch. They wanted to hook up after my shift. I agreed because good blow is good blow. They lived in the trailer park I grew up in. Their trailer doubled as a meth lab. I was in trouble. Not sure what I was going to do. I needed free coke because the rent was due soon. I should have known they were nasty freaks. They wanted me to fuck their furry friend. I am a junkie druggie slut. I did not say no to their best friend. I did a line of coke and got on all fours. Their hairy friend mounted me from behind and shoved his red rocket inside my pussy. The dudes were laughing and stroking their dicks. They jacked off on my face and their four legged beast nutted his gooey cream inside me. Funny, not the worst thing I have ever done for blow.
Teaching My Young Girls to Love Being an Anal Sex Whore
I have been an anal sex whore for decades. It started when I was a young girl. I was a hooker for my parents. They rented me out to men passing through town. Some of the men only wanted my ass. Now, my ass was taken many times before, but I was either too young or too doped up to remember it. This time, I remembered it. It was not gentle, but then none of the men were gentle, except for my now husband and maybe a couple others. The men were paying for sex with a jailbait trailer park whore. Gentle, vanilla sex was not on their minds. This one time, the smack wore off and I felt it. I liked it. It was the first orgasm I had. Ever since then, I have enjoyed hardcore anal sex. I am teaching my youngest girls how to enjoy their pretty little pink holes too. Today we had a masturbation lesson. One of my newest angels is from Africa and a sexy Nubian princess. Her little butthole looks bright pink in comparison to her little blonde and white sister. They are both super young, but never too young to learn the joys of anal sex. Seriously, ass sex is so much fun, and I love instilling that fun into my girls. Daddy came home and found his youngest daughters with little dildos in their asses and smiles on their faces. I bet you know what happened next, don’t you?
Live Phone Sex Whores at a Superbowl Party
Live phone sex is always fun with me. I have so many hot dirty stories to share like about last night. Did you know the Superbowl is the most sex trafficked day of the year? My guess my offspring and I are part of that number. Every year, we go to a Superbowl party, but not one like the one you go to. The one my brood and I attend, we are more the entertainment than the football game. This party wanted my sons too. Something for every guest. Not every man loves a jailbait girl. Some like a jailbait boy too. My sons are professionals. They are each like a mini John Holmes. They will do gay stuff for money, but they still love pussy more than dick. When it comes to big money, face it, we are all gay. This party was in Hollywood Hills. A bunch of A listers. My sons and daughters were not the only sexy prostitutes there, but mine looked far better than many of the other party whores. I think because my brood aren’t trafficked in the same way. Sure, they are whores, but they aren’t forced to perform with medication nor were they stolen from another country. They love being whores. It is in the genes of this family. My sons and daughters spent the entire game on their knees or their backs because they were very popular. I collected a lot of business cards from men wanting future dates. The one thing I kept hearing was how enthusiastic my little whores are. They do love fucking. No one needs to drug them to be an anal sex whore. They think about the money, but they do enjoy the fucking. Their daddy and I have groomed them for fucking since before they could walk. I think it is important to get little ones accustomed to sex early on for nights just like he Superbowl.
Street Walker
I know I am a strung-out hooker for hire tonight. Most of the girls I dance with might take some money in the back room for a blowjob or a quick fuck but I love to walk the street selling my pussy. I love for a stranger to fuck me bareback. I don’t need to know names. This whore for sale loves selling her pussy for money or cash and coke. A nice big Cock and some blow And I are sucking dick and fucking right away. I fucking don’t care if we pull over to an alley so you can fuck me in the ass while I’m doing a line on the back of my hand. Deep and raw as long as I’m selling my ass I really love it! I’ll be a cum dump for cash or coke anytime.
Teen Sluts Fucking
Everyone likes teen sluts fucking, right? I have a big brood of boys and girls who love to fuck. They fuck each other. They fuck me and daddy. They fuck daddy’s high paying clients. I am so proud of them all because they don’t just fuck because daddy and I want them too. They enjoy using their bodies to make money. Sex sells at my age, but it sells faster and for bigger amounts when you are their age. Last night, everyone had a date. That rarely happens. I had one, and all my daughters did too, even my boys had dates. My oldest son had a hot cougar date. She wanted to have a son experience. He told me it was wicked hot. I didn’t get jealous. My other two boys were rented out to a man who wanted the daddy experience. They are good boys. They take it up the ass just like their sisters. I have a family of sexy prostitutes. Everyone came back home last night with cum filled holes and a little sore, including me. Today is about family. I have been soothing sore cunnies and asses with my tongue. I love my big family of whores.
Meeting Mr. Blout
What can I say about Mr. Blout? A fucking lot, that’s what! This motherfucker was the worst Teacher I had ever had. Not because he was bad at his job but because he would constantly give me shit. I hated going to his class, and he hated me being there. Sure, I could of skipped his class, but why give him the satisfaction? I made sure he saw my face every single school day.
Fast forward to a couple of nights ago. I wasn’t working but when I was out to go to the store for some food, I passed some of the girls that work the same area that I do. It is cold out there but you have to dress like it’s 102 degrees in the shade. You freeze your tits off. I stopped to talk to them for a bit, there were only three working so I told them I would be back with something warm for them to drink. I got my food, then stopped at the Bucks and got them all hot chocolate and off I went.
The next night when I was actually working in my spot I see a guy yelling at one of the girls in a car. I didn’t approach to help because I wasn’t sure if it was the girls boyfriend, or Pimp or what. She got out of the car and was crying. She looked more pissed than sad. I asked her who that was, and she said it was a ‘date’. I thought to myself, “What an asshole.” About thirty minutes later the same car pulls up again, none of the other girls would go up to the car. He must of seen me because he pulls up right in front of me, puts the window down and says “Luna? Is that you?”
I walked up to the car and looked inside. It was my old pain in the ass Teacher, Mr. Blout! I said, “Hey Mr. Blout. What’s up?” He told me that I looked cold and asked me if I wanted to get into his car just to warm up. I told him any time I got into a car it costs money. I pulled out his wallet and held out a twenty. I got into his car and he asked me if I knew somewhere we could park with the car running so he wouldn’t have to turn off the heat. I directed him to a shopping center near by.
After we parked Mr. Blout went into this whole speech about how sorry he was concerning the way he treated me in school. He told me that he actually had “un-pure” thoughts about me, so he was mean to me to keep those thoughts at bay. I was shocked! I asked him why he yelled at that other girl earlier, and he said he was yelling at her because she wanted more and more money and he had paid her a lot for a hour to begin with. I told him that if he gave me another hundred, I would take him to a hotel and we could fuck. He was all over that. It kinda felt weird fucking my chemistry teacher from school, especially since we didn’t get along back then, but he gave me a huge tip afterward and apologized again. I think Mr. Blout might become one of my regulars.