Category: Stripper sex stories

Gangbang Whore BJ, is The Best Shamelessly Hot Woman

Like a good Gangbang whore I drop my shorts the second I see them. What a dream, three massive cocks already out, thick and veiny, leaking pre-cum in the heat.
Undeniably, my pussy drips instantly. Then I sink to my knees in the dirt, mouth watering.
One grabs my hair, rams his fat shaft down my throat. Then, gagging hard, with spit bubbling from my stretched lips as he fucks my face raw.
With tears streaming while I stroke the other two. While my hands are slick with their pre-cum.
Then the third shoves fingers into my soaked cunt. And curling viciously against my G-spot, thumb grinding my clit until cream coats his hand.
Now, pulling off gasping, “Fuck my holes—use me like the junkie whore I am.” They flip me onto all fours for BBC Phone Sex. One slams into my pussy balls-deep, stretching me wide, pounding so hard my tits slap together.
Another force back into my throat, choking me with cock while spit drips down my chin onto the ground. The third spits on my asshole, pushes in dry—the burn rips through me as he reams my tight ring, both holes stuffed full.

A Gangbang Whore Like Me Gets Pounded in The Canyons for Blow

Then screaming around the cock in my mouth, body rocking between them. They spit-roast me brutally, balls slapping my clit and chin. Fingers pinch my nipples raw. I squirt hard, gushing down my thighs as orgasm hits.
One erupts first—hot cum flooding my pussy, overflowing in creamy rivers. He pulls out; the next takes his place, slamming into my sloppy hole while the ass-fucker speeds up. The throat one unloads, thick ropes shooting down my gullet—I swallow greedily, begging for more.
The ass man finishes last, blasting deep inside my stretched hole. Cum leaks from both as I collapse, holes gaping, body trembling in filthy bliss. I scoop the mixed loads from my cunt and ass, suck my fingers clean, already craving tomorrow’s fix.
Trashy Druggy phone sex life, but I love every degrading drop.
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Hot Stripper Sex Makes Me The Best Whore for BBC

Hot Stripper Sex is what these men come here for. And I’m the BBC Queen and in charge of the VIP room for BBC only. First thing I drop to my knees the second the curtain closes. Anticipating for the thick, veiny black cocks already straining against expensive slacks. As my hands yank zippers down one after another, freeing heavy shafts.

First one I wrap my lips around his swollen head. Starting with a deep and sloppy blowjob. With my tongue swirling the ridge while drool spills down my chin onto my heaving tits.

Then I take his length, throat relaxing, gagging just enough to make it filthy. While my eyes water as his balls press against my chin.

Once I got him to a point I pop off only to dive onto the next, stroking two at once while the third slaps my cheek. While smearing of precum across my lips.

They groan, fists tangling in my hair, fucking my face in turns—deep, relentless thrusts that stretch my jaw and flood my mouth with salty leaks. Like a good whore I hum around each one, vibrations rippling straight to their balls, milking pre-cum until they twitch.

When my throat burns raw, I spin onto all fours, peeling my soaked thong aside so my glistening pussy lips part for them. The first slams in balls-deep, stretching my cunt wide, filling me so completely I gasp a little.

Every Brutal Stroke Pounding out My Hot Stripper Sex Holes

As the cream froths at his base, dripping down my thighs he rails me senseless, tits bouncing wildly beneath me.

Another takes his place before I can catch my breath—thicker, longer—drilling so deep he hits my cervix, making me squirt around his shaft in hot gushes.

They rotate, each one claiming my cunt, stretching me further, pounding until my pussy gapes and leaks their mixed precum. With hands grip at my hips, my tits, my throat—pinning me, using me, owning every inch.

Then I flip onto my back, legs hooked over broad shoulders so they can watch my slick hole swallow that BBC whole.

One after another they hammer down, balls slapping my ass, cocks swelling inside me. When the first erupts, thick ropes flood my holes, overflowing, running creamy down my crack.

Now the next pulls out to paint my tits. With hot spurts glazing my nipples while I scoop it up and suck my fingers clean.

They keep going—fucking my mouth again, then my pussy, then my mouth—until every cock has unloaded at least once.

Finally cum drips from my chin, coats my breasts, leaks from my ruined cunt in sticky rivers. I tremble, spent and soaked, pussy still throbbing, greedy for the next thick shaft that swings through the curtain.

I’m BJ, and this VIP room belongs to me—and these big black cocks own every dripping, aching hole I offer.

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Strippers sex stories, cum throw me some cash!

Stripper sex stories

Back to the pole I go, I fucking love stripping part time. Brings in the bucks and I get to show my skills. I work that thing like  a beast. From the top to the bottom. I can make a crowd go wild, or even cry with my sexy sensual performances. With all the partying at the trailer I wanted to take this all out to my favorite strip club. When I get up there spreading my legs, spinning, dancing, simply spreading my sunshine far out.  My snatch lips popping out for extra tips. Flapping for some dollar bills y’all! With all the dancing I’ve done through the years I can run my own damn club. But I love sharing the stage with other hot hoe’s controlling every god damn swollen muscle in the audience. Baby I know how to shake it and make a good buck. 

Stripper sex porn is where I earn my racks!

Private coke dances are my fucking favorite. I bring the men into my private den and let them do what they wanna do, that’s if the cash comes through. We often go off doing bumps off my butthole, lining up all the way down to my moist hot pussy. Cocks are creepin in my tight cooter, making men pay even more for these puffy parts. I’ll sit on your lap and let you grind, rub me raw while you get me high.

Trailer trash whore that loves eating cock

These guys just can’t get enough. I consider myself the best boo, splits on all the meat packs that cum through. Smashing my face in laps, choking on the most expensive cock, turning me blue for cash. I love going around and letting men cum dipping wet cockhead pre cum tips in my moist holes as a tease too. Dirty nasty lap dances, bend me over and make me twerk on you. 

Swing me around on the pole and slip some dollar bills up my ass. I’m gaping wide for high paying crowd. I love this life baby and keeps me going. Using my body as a sensual tool to make you nut in your pants. Now that’s a good dance! 

Hot Stripper Sex and a Prostate Milking Drained My Sick Husband Dry

hot stripper sexI surprised my husband with some hot stripper sex over the weekend. My husband somehow contracted RSV and he feels sicker than a cat with a hairball. He loves my naughty nurse games. Although my husband is almost 70, we still enjoy a kinky sex life. He still enjoys fucking his baby girls. Just nowadays, he might need a little blue pill or the right incentive to pop a chubby again. But when you have a sexy wife like me and three hot daughters, you rarely experience dead wood.

So yesterday, I dawned my naughty nurse costume and gave my husband a get well show. Did I mention we installed a stripper pole in the bedroom? I do not strip professionally, but this cougar still has moves. And I worked that pole until I saw some life in my husband’s old cock.

But I knew with him being sick the kind of earth-shattering orgasm he needed might be more difficult. However, this taboo phonesex wife and mommy knows some shit. And I know how to drain balls. I can drain them with my mouth, my pussy, my ass and my fingers.

My husband required a prostate milking to feel better. Although I lack a lot of book smarts because I never went to school, my husband polished me up with some classes so I could get a GED when we first got married. So, I know that in earlier centuries folks used prostate milking to get the poison out. And they used leeches for the same reason. I’m not getting near a leach. But I will put my finger up my husband ‘s ass.

One of the Best Ways to Feel Better Quickly is a Prostate Milking

As he laid on the bed, I came over in my skimpy Nurse ‘s outfit and told him to flip over. First, I took his temperature correctly. Since I seemed to be practicing old-school medicine, it seemed appropriate. Then I lubed up his ass and worked my finger in. And I reached my hand underneath to pull on his cock and squeeze his balls as I worked my finger in and out of his ass.

I found his prostate easily. Not my first time milking my old husband ‘s balls. But because he felt super sick, I worried he might not be able to reach an orgasm. However, I am a highly skilled whore. I should never underestimate my abilities. Before long, I felt his body tense up, and I knew he would blow a huge load. And he did.

But I kept my finger in his ass for another orgasm to completely drain him. My husband’s libido seems high for his age, but like any man in his 60s he struggles to drain his balls completely. Lucky for him, he married a trashy milf. And one who never minds doing the dirty work to make her old man cum.

I made my husband feel so much better. And for that, I’m grateful. Because I love my husband. I always want him to feel better. However, I want to make you feel good too and so do my daughters. So, if you’re backed up, I bet I have the cure for draining those balls properly.

 

Prostitution Porn Alyssa Pleasing Every Client Without Shame

Prostitution Porn

I stumble into the room, shaking off the cold, my thighs sore and wet already. My hands are still twitching from the rush I chased earlier, the craving gnawing at me, making every thought about money, cock, and crack swirl together. I hear the door shut behind me, and I don’t even flinch. I’ve been here a hundred times before. I know the drill.

This is Prostitution Porn, I think, letting the words slide through my mind like a warning and a thrill at the same time. Every client I meet tonight, every dick I suck or fuck, it’s all for the high. I can’t lie, I don’t want to. I want it all, and I’ll do anything to get it.

He’s sitting there, eyes lingering, hands twitching on his knees, and I drop to my knees without thinking. My fingers slide under my skirt, feeling how wet I already am, imagining him watching. “You gonna fuck me, or you just staring?” I whisper, voice low and needy. I need him to see me desperate. I need him to want to give me his cash so I can feed the fire inside.

I grind back slowly, letting him see, letting him imagine how badly I need it. “I’ll take it however you want,” I beg, tugging my skirt higher. “Hard, slow, deep… I’ll do whatever, just make it quick, I need the money.” Every moan I let out is real. Every gasp is my own craving spilling out.

He reaches for me, and I moan louder, pressing closer. I know this is the way it goes… my pussy for his cash, my body for his attention, my lips for the high I can’t stop chasing. I’m slippery, trembling, and I don’t care. I want him to feel it, want him to know I’ll give every bit of me, every inch of me, just to get what I need.

By the time he’s done, I’m still shaking, sweat and cum dripping, my mouth tasting like desperation and want. I reach for the money he leaves on the table, tucking it into my purse, already thinking about where I’ll go next, what fix I’ll chase, what cock will take me there. I don’t feel ashamed. Not really. I feel alive. Hungry. Hot. Dirty. Perfectly me.

This is my world. Fast, raw, and unfiltered. Every client, every fuck, every dollar… it’s all a step closer to the high that makes it worth it. I’m Alyssa… a total slut, cum whore, you name it. I’m never gonna apologize for wanting what I need.

Creampie Slut Sexy Alyssa Wants You All To Herself Right Now

Creampie Slut

Omg… I’m already shaking just thinking about you. The second you step into the room, my body buzzes, my lips curl, and I can’t stop the wicked little grin spreading across my face.

“You’re such a Creampie Slut, You know I love leaving my cum deep inside your wet pussy” you whisper, voice low and teasing, and I smile because yes… that’s exactly me. You love every bit of me, and I love knowing it. I’m addicted to the way you watch me, the way you can’t get enough, the way every second I tease you makes you lean closer, wanting more.

I move closer, hips swaying just enough to make you notice, to make you want me even more. I love being this naughty, high-paid girl who knows exactly how to make you lose your mind with just a look or a whisper. And baby… I live for it when you pay me to give every bit of attention, every naughty little tease, every ounce of energy I’ve got.

I let my fingers trail slowly, teasing, letting you feel how much I crave your focus. “I’m all yours… tell me what you want,” I whisper, breathy, playful, and a little messy. You laugh, low and satisfied, and it makes me shiver because I know I’ve got you right where I want you. “Damn baby I can’t stop fucking your nigger pussy, it’s super addictive and I crave it every minute of the day” you say aggressively while trying not to explode your huge load all inside my yummy pussy. 

Every look, every word, every subtle move draws us closer. I feel the tension, the excitement, the addictive pull between us. You can’t get enough of me forcing yourself inside me continuously nonstop, and I can’t get enough of the thrill of being your naughty little nigger cum slut.

Even when I pause, letting anticipation hang in the air, I can feel how much you want me. I grin, loving the control, loving the way I can tease and tempt, loving the fact that you’re completely hooked on me. And yeah… I’m addicted too. I crave your attention, your energy, the way you can’t resist me, and the way every moment makes us hungrier for each other.

By the time the night stretches on, I’m lost in the mess of teasing and temptation, and I know one thing for sure: I’m yours, completely, addictively, and you’ll never forget me.

Ebony Girl Fucking Her Paying Customers Without Regret Again

Ebony Girl Fucking

The alley behind the strip club smells like smoke and spilled drinks, neon flickering above like it’s alive. I step in, heels clicking on cracked concrete, hair loose, eyes sharp. They’re already whispering. “You know that ebony girl fucking always stirring trouble is running the streets again.” I smirk. Let them talk. They don’t even know the half of it.

The group closes in, circling me, trying to look cocky, trying to impress me. I tilt my head, letting them feel the heat of my stare. “Go on, Alyssa,” one calls, voice rough. “Show us why we’ve been talking about you all week.” Another shouts, “Don’t hold back, girl. Own it.” I laugh, low and sultry. “Oh, boys,” I tease, spinning around, “You better hope you can keep up.”

From the shadows, one mutters, almost reverently, “The cheap crack whore… that’s her.” I let out a sharp, daring laugh, tossing my hair. They think they know me. They don’t. Every clap, every shout, every hungry glance feeds me. I tease, I provoke, I own the night. They all pay me like they usually do and all form tight group circling me, fucking me one by one, making me earn every penny for my sex work. 

“Yeah, that’s it! You like that cock you little nigger? Show us what you’ve got!” one yells filling my mouth up with cum. Another hisses, “Eat it up, baby, don’t be shy!” I smirk wider, leaning into the energy, letting it roll over me like fire. “Careful, boys,” I purr. “I bite back when I’m bored.” They laugh nervously. Good. That’s how I like them… hungry, daring, and unsure who’s really running the show.

I step over a tipped-over bin, heels sharp, laughter echoing against the dumpsters. Every glance, every cheer, every murmur is mine to command. I move through the circle like a storm, twisting their energy, letting them feel like they’re in control while I own the night. All of them together shoot their sticky loads on my face, and I take it ruthlessly with no morals. 

By the time I step back into the street, sperm dripping all over me, I’ve left my mark. Every whisper, every glance, every dare belongs to me. I am unapologetic, untouchable, and always in control. I now have enough money to feed my daily high. And I’ll be back. Always for more. Always without regret, hungry for cum.

Crack Whore Anal Alyssa Begs You Hard Needing Every Inch

Crack Whore Anal“Hey… yeah, it’s me. I’ve been craving you all day. Crack Whore Anal, that’s who I am, and I can’t hide it from you. I’m desperate… addicted… and I’ll do anything to feel that rush.”

I can already hear your breathing through the phone, and it makes me shiver. I want you to feel every inch of me, every curve, every trembling moan as I beg for it… beg for you.

“I’ve been thinking about how much I love feeling your hands on me,” I whisper, voice dripping with need. “I wanna stuff that dick up my asshole so bad… I’ll take it hard, I’ll take it rough… I’ll do anything you want just to feel it.”

I shift, imagining you right there, pushing me closer and closer. “Do you want to hear how desperate I am? How wet I am, dripping for you, trembling, begging for every inch of you inside me?”

I can’t stop myself. “I’m addicted to this… addicted to the way you make me feel. I want you so bad, I want it all… I’ll take every hard thrust, every filthy touch. I’m yours tonight, completely, and I want you to know it.”

“I love hearing you moan, every gasp, every groan… it drives me crazier than the cravings ever could,” I admit, gasping softly. “I’m completely lost in you… completely addicted, completely desperate… and I love it.”

By the time I pause, I’m shaking, dripping, consumed with need. As much as I crave crack, right now it’s your cock, your hands, your control that I need the most. I’m a mess… and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Pole dancing, dirty druggy whore who always needs more of you!

Stripper phone sex

One of my favorite things to do is dancing, especially on that damn sexy pole and I know for a face that y’all love watching me dirty dance. Swinging and swaying. Looks even better when I naked. My soiled sloppy wet snatch in the air, splashing your face with yummy cum. I’d love nothing more than you sitting below me as I flying around your throbbing cock like a fairy princess, with a bad girl pulsating clam.

Cum call me up and let me fill your filthy fucking ear with steaming hot stripper stories….

My past involves dancing, that how I made it big before porn, which I’d love to share with you btw, getting me flexible and able to bend like a badass.  I fucking love stripping part time now it’s a sexual release while performing poll dancing, spreading my sunshine far out with my sexy ass snatch lips flapping. I had so many dollar bills thrown at me.  I was the talk of the town, the girl that can make any throbbing girthy fat cum under five minutes to almost none.

I can run my own damn club with the work I do. I love telling you all stories on the phone while filling your ear with nasty slurping sucking sounds. I wanna fill your nasty cheeks with your rock hard balls of steal. I have the special ability at controlling every throbbing muscle that cums through me whether on the phone or in your face honey.  I know how to fuck and make a buck, racking those stack and buying fancy cars. 

Private coke dances are my fucking favorite. Taking my clients to a private room for that boom boom bumping. I had customers lining up my ass and sniffing it all up before sucking down on my nasty ass. These guys just can’t get enough. I consider myself the best bitch around. Doesn’t take much and my regulars already know baby.

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My absolute favorite was bending my badass bitty popping butt cheeks in your face so you can watch everything that cum through. High as hell as your cock works it’s magic. I’m a highly flexible girl. Running circles, hot spanking splits, or my legs wrapped around your back.

Smashing my face in laps and choking giving my all on the most expensive cock, turning me blue for that extra extra cash. Your dipping wet cockhead with pre cum tips aiming right to my moist hole. Always sitting on as many laps as my tight tingly twat can handle.

Swing me around, pin me on the ground and throw my knees up to my chin. I wanna watch cum guzzling  in like a flowing rive. I’m a cum slut whore who’s so high. Your dick feels like a speed cock blaster blowing massive amounts of spunk. 

Hot Stripper Sex Alyssa Sets The Stage After Midnight

Hot Stripper Sex

Hot stripper sex starts the moment I slip into the champagne room and feel his eyes lock onto me. He always comes back. Always pays more. Always wants me messier, hungrier, and completely under his spell. I know exactly what I am to him, and I lean into it hard.

I move slow on purpose, letting the silence stretch, letting him watch every inch of me while dropping to my knees giving him the best blowjob his wife could never give him. I whisper just enough to keep him hooked, letting him think I’m his dirty little nigger slut, the one he can’t resist, the one no one else could ever give him like I do. I love the way that look crosses his face when I tease, like he’s helpless for me tonight.

The lights stay low and tension coils thick in the room. A glass of whiskey sweats on the table while I edge closer, letting him burn on every move. I proceed to gobble up his cock down my throat as i stoke him slowly but swiftly, letting him feel the full pull of my hunger and submission. I know exactly how to make him ache without giving it all away, how to leave him desperate for more every time he sees me.

He tips reckless, desperate. I twist the anticipation, hold him on the edge, and watch as he crumbles under the tension I create. Every smirk, every flick of my hair, every whispered tease keeps him coming back, craving the chaos only I bring.

By the time the night ends, he’s spent more than he expected, and I’ve left him thinking about me with my tits dripping with his sticky cum, replaying every look, every word, every subtle motion.

That’s how I like it. Wanted. Paid. Remembered.