I’m getting bored with my usual playthings. I’m a trucker fucker just because it pays decent, and it keeps me high for free. I’m craving something new; some new john to service. A man with a fetish as big and sexy as my fat tits. Is that you?
Maybe you want to use me as a human toilet; piss all over my soft body? Shit on my tits, maybe I will clean you up after? That’s nasty, but I’d do it for some crack.
Perhaps you need a submissive whore to follow your every command. One to desolate and demolish every time you’re in town. You can hurt me for an 8-ball, baby.
Do you like age play? I’ll rock out as your babygirl, or your grandma, or whoever you want me to be, as long as I get a fat blunt when it’s all said and done.
We can do some bondage, hard or soft; I drip when I get tied up. I’m at your mercy, helpless, weak. I’m trapped, and your whim is my fate.
Is it cuckolding you crave? You can watch these other big boys plow my pretty pussy, and lick up all the cum they dump in me.
I’ve heard about electro-stimulation. If my new cocks wanted to try it, I’d be down to learn. Edge play sounds fun, and CBT (cock and ball torture) is something those nasty truck fucks have had me do before. I almost sort of like it, even.
The possibilities are endless. Explore your darkest fetishes with your whore.
Category: Nasty phonesex
Desperate For Different, Dirty Dicks
Not Bad For A Grocery Store Whore
It was another horny Thursday, so I was shopping at the local grocery store. I didn’t think that I needed to change my clothes, the very short skirt and the tank top combination I was wearing was perfect for the heatwave. I loved the way this thong rubbed against my clit, anyway.
While choosing tomatoes in the produce section, a set of strong hands grabs me by my hips. He rubbed against me, and I could feel how hard his cock was through his jeans. My pussy was instantly soaked. He leaned forward and and whispered in my ear to meet him in the family restroom in five minutes, and then he was gone.
I arrived there in four, still trembling as I tapped on the door. The same voice told me to enter, and I did but the lights were not on. He grabbed me, locked the door, threw me against the wall, and mercilessly shoved his cock deep in my little hot cunt. He held a hand over my mouth so I couldn’t scream, and he fucked me.
He slammed himself into me, laughing at my whimpers and my tears, until he came all up inside and all over my pussy. He made me kneel, and he cleaned his cock off all over my face. I used my mouth as much as he would let me. Eventually, he pulled me to my feet, slipped something into my hand, and left without a word.
After a moment, I bothered to turn the lights on to look at what a mess I had to become. He did leave me $100. Not bad for a whore like me. It still turns me on when I think of it. I never even saw his face.
Trashy Druggie Whore Fucks Filthy Trucker
You missed my sweet pussy, didn’t you? It’s been so long since you pulled into our dingy little truck stop for an overnight. It’s been too long since your cock’s been sucked. I can tell by all that pre-cum dripping out. I know I’m the only whore you flash your lights for. You even came out of your way tonight; you needed your filthy fuckthing Amara. You’re a little cuck freak, aren’t you? You send me to any other trucker that wants me just so I can bring you my cum filled cunt to clean, and leave you my nasty panties.
Tonight, I’ve done my rounds, and you’ve already lapped all the cream from my pussy you could manage. Tonight, I want your cum to fill my slutty, sultry little mouth. I’m licking your cock from tip to base. You haven’t showered in days; uncircumcised and disgusting. The blow we did together takes the edge off.
I’m swirling my nimble tongue around your swollen cockhead, flicking and licking until your balls are ready to blow. Not yet, baby. I’ll suckle your hairy nuts, and even do a line out of your asscrack. I’m filthy. A fucking whore, and you, baby, are my dirty little fuck. After I’ve drained you dry, we smoke a fatty, and linger in the sweet smoke. The smokey tendrils mix with the raunchy stink of unwashed man, and cum dumpster coochie. You’re smiling, stroking that cumsoaked cock back to life. You want to fuck my ass? You filthy fuck. Cut me a line, baby. I’m your whore, and you’re my pervert.
He Loves Toilet Sex With a Tranny
He wanted a special kind of fun with a tranny. It was toilet sex that he craved. He wanted to worship me and everything that came out of my pretty little bottom and the ladyboy hose that I was equipped with. He loved to drink from my fountain(s). I loved taking an enema and just exploding cum and shit juice all over his cock. He had a thing for bringing other hookers in with our fun and having me coat his dick with my shit and the cum from all of the johns I took that day. I would collect the cum after our fucks. Sometimes the cum was in comdoms and sometimes it was in my ass. I squat over a bowl and push it all out. I would empty the contents of the condoms in the bowl also. With the shit mucus and cum collected just for him. He paid me well for this. He would prep an enema with all of it and administer it back inside my shitter. I would then squat on his face and have the other hooker pull the enema tube out and I would just let all of the brown and cum explode on his face and in his mouth. The two of us ladies of the night would then piss all over him. My hose and her pussy just flowing the golden nectar all over the cum and shit covered brown tongue of his. He was a really dirty boy that loved my tranny sex ways. I would pound him real good and he would then leave a messy hot brown shit all over her pussy before he fucked her. Things were always very dirty with this guy and he would always tip us very well. He was a true dirty man and I guess I’m a filthy tranny that serves it up right.
No Rent? No Problem
Even after all those shifts at the diner, I knew I wasn’t going to make my rent. When I approached Mr. Peter’s with my proposition, I damn near thought his sexy jaw might truly hit the floor. Instead, his eyes glazed over as he grabbed me by the throat. He slammed me against his office wall. My eyes were crying, but my pussy was screaming for more.
He roughly shoved two fingers in my mouth. I sucked and licked like they were his cock. I didn’t have to wait long. He forced me to my knees, undid his zipper, and pulled out his fat cock. I tried to lean forward to pull his length into my mouth, but he grabbed me by the hair, and held me still.
A small baggie appeared. My mouth began to water. I know coke when I see it. I’m a fucking coke whore deep down in my bones. I needed a bump. Lucky for me, Mr. Peters laid out a line along his length. “Here’s your treat, you fucking trash.” He yanked my head towards him, and I did the line off of his cock.
Nothing else mattered as he filled my mouth; the sharp taste of the powder combined with the heady musk of his cock was too much for me. My sweet pussy was dripping, begging.
He fucked me for hours. I was shocked an older man could go for so long
Most of my trucker clients were one stroke and done. Yet he wanted more and more and more.
“You’re worthless.” He hissed in my ear as he shot his fat load in my hot cunt. I am worthless, just a junkie whore who would blow anyone for a bump. A simple slut who fucks her landlord when she can’t pay her rent.
Mr. Peters ended up selling the building. Know any rooms for rent? I promise I can pay…somehow.















