Taboo Phonesex Life Makes Me Perfect for Taboo Phone Calls

taboo phonesexI am perfect for taboo phonesex. My life has been taboo since I was born. I had a caller this morning who wanted to take me back to those unpleasant years. He made me dig deep to talk about things I wanted to forget. Somethings, I had forgotten until my trip down memory lane. Sometimes, however, I think it is good to go back to your past to see just how far you have come. I am a survivor. I am scrappy. And I am lucky I met my husband when I was just a Lolita slut working out of a dilapidated old pop-up camper behind my parents’ trailer in rural West Virginia. I was dirty because I was only allowed inside to shower once a week. I was illiterate too because my parents never registered my birth. I flew under the radar. I was never formally educated when I was schoolgirl age.  I hated my life, but I knew no other life because I was so sheltered. My husband saw my potential. It was a chance encounter. He was driving through the state, and he wanted some pussy. He met my parents, and they had something young and tender for him. He was a fan of hookers for hire, especially the jailbait kind. He took pity on me. He came through the state several more times just to see me. He snuck me gifts and coke to help me get through the less than pleasant Johns my parents found for me to fuck. When it became harder for my husband to find the young pussy he wanted, he bought me from my parents. They sold me for $10,000. That is all. My husband still chuckles over how they allowed him to lowball them like that. They were dumb, rural meth heads. That seemed like a lot of money in the 80s in rural West Virginia. My husband and I were the true victors. I clean up well. I birthed him three daughters for home use. He educated me, polished me up and now I run our home brothel of young sexy prostitutes. My husband knows how to treat whores. I may hate reliving those earlier memories of my youth, but after the call, I just felt so much better because my life is so different now. I am still a whore, but I am a high-class whore to very rich men and I have a big family of whores who love me and the whore life.

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