Darn. I missed Smores day on the 10th. I bet you are smiling and wondering how phone sex and smores can mix. Just think about it. You turn up the heat and slowly roast that marshmallow until its insides turn to a gooey mess. Not too much or too little. Just that perfect simmer for the messy sweetness you crave. Maybe you like a little chocolate with that creaminess. I find it erotic to think about melted chocolate oozing down my marshmallow. A little cocoa is always good. I like mine about 10 inches long and Hershey’s brand. Mmmmm…tasty. Now put those 2 flavors on a graham cracker plate and serve them up hot. I touch my tongue to this awesome deliciousness and think about gobbling it all down. But I want to savor it. I swirl my tongue around that cracker, lapping up the chocolate sauce and pull the melty marshmallow into my mouth. When a marshmallow is just perfect, you can almost hear that skin crackle and feel the creaminess flow right into your mouth. It’s almost better than sex or potty play.
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Thinking about Smores and Sex.
I’m on a Boat!
So I have a new favorite John.
He has a boat!
I’ve not been sailing in forever and then getting paid to be there and getting sex too!?
Dream come true.
I mean almost, he’s not Andy Samberg or T-Pain but still I’m so excited!
So I all all glamorous, met with the John and he wasn’t bad looking and the boat was definitely sexy.
It was nice too, I got to work on my tan as we moved out of the marina and away from all the other boats into a more private place to play. We chatted while I tanned and it was actually one of the most relaxing Johns I’d ever been with.
I think I must have dozed off for a minute because I woke up to a hand massaging my tit and no idea where we were. A moment of panic and memories of horror movies assaulted me before I remembered what I was doing.
I grinned up at the john leaning over me. Kissing him as he leaned down, placing his lips on mine. Slipping my favorite little happy pill between my lips. My arms wrapping around him as his hand drifted lower, dipping under the black cloth and teasing my slit. He groaned as he felt my wetness and broke to the kiss “I’ve waited for this for so long.”
This was some real romantic shit, man. Who would’ve expected that!? Ha.
Then his fingers found my clit and man, he knew just how to press. I moaned against his mouth, hips arching to press into his fingers. My hand moving to find his cock in his shorts.
I was going to fuck the shit out of this man, make sure he came in every hole I had and make sure he got a nautical adventure he never forgot.
Smoke And Your Cock
love making me splifs. There is tobacco and weed an some coke mixed together. So I was outside the nasty fucking strip club smoking my splif when this guy came up to me and asked if he could have a puff. I handed it to him and I looked at my phone and it was time for me to go, so I went in and grabbed my stuff. They guy asked me if I need a ride home and I said sure. I got in and I knew what he wanted in exchange for the ride, I still had the splif lit in my mouth as I unzipped his pants as he was driving. I pulled out his cock and started to blow him while smoke came out on the sides of his cock. He loved how I was sucking his cock and still smoking. He pushed my head down farther on his cock till my throat is filled with smoke and a fucking strangers cum load.
White Trash Phone Sex Fathers Day Edition
Today is fathers day and I have no idea who my father is, but I am going to make some guys night. I go into target just looking around when I seen me a man with 3 little ones. So I go up to him and tell him happy fathers day and give him a little wink and pointed to the bathrooms. He nodded his head and told his offspring they can go look around daddy is going to the bathroom.
I walked into the family bathroom and he knocked on the door. I opened and let him in. He asked me why I told him to come in the bathroom and I said, “Today is fathers day and I wanna please a daddy like you.” He said that he was married and he couldn’t but as he was saying that I was pulling down his pants and started stroking his cock. He couldn’t say no now. I spit on the head and shaft letting my drool go all over his big hard cock and I kept stroking it for him. I pulled out my tits so he could have something to look at. I just kept stroking it and all he could say is thank you. I told him I wanted him to cum all down my throat and that made his cock throb in my hand. I stroked it faster and faster till he exploding all down my throat. I stood up and told him, ” Happy fathers day daddy I hope to see you again”.
Drunk & Injected whore
Lets fucking party baby ! I have been in party mode for two weeks straight now which is making me quite creative. I found a different way to shoot up and I think you’ll really like watching. I use my filthy cunt to inject my drugs. It hurts initially when I break the skin but then my eyes roll back and my pussy instantly floods. As I feel my clit swelling with drugs my toes get tingly and I feel every hair in my body rise. Then – the orgasms start. I can sit in the corner for 3 hours straight just injecting my pussy with dope and getting super stoned. The orgasms are so strong that I pee myself and soak my panties! When I wake up from my burn out I’m usually covered in money and have a super sore pussy. I don’t get too worried because I know it’s all from men wanted to fuck after seeing me with my legs spread and a needle coming out of my snatch. To balance out the high I usually drink a couple shots of the strong cheap shit and get back to partying. Come see how a druggy pussy can change your life baby. I promise you won’t be disappointed!
Getting my Fix of Sex and Drugs
I pulled 2 long lines into my nostrils. Good ‘ol coke, my best friend. I’ve been doing this shit since I was a teen . Got high for the first time with my stepdaddy who then fucked the shit outta me. I was feeling so good that it didn’t even hurt when he rammed his cock into my virgin ass. I was addicted after that. I’d date dealers so I didn’t have to pay for my shit. Sometimes they pimped me out to make me pay for my share. I didn’t care. I’d suck 100 cocks to stay high.
Ten years later and I’m still a druggie slut. I work at a truck stop where I can make extra money blowing truckers on the side to get my fix. I’ll do whatever it takes to get that feeling. Fucking while I’m high is so good. It’s like my pussy has wings and it just soars!!! I get so wet that I have to cram something into it. Doing phone sex while I’m fucked up is fun too. Sometimes my throat is so sore from sucking cock and snorting shit that I can barely talk. Men seem to like my druggy voice though and we get fucked up on the phone together. I rub my pussy raw on those nights. I’m just so turned on. Care to join me for a snort and an orgasm?
“If you want to hang out, you’ve gotta take her out, cocaine. If you want to get down, get down on the ground, cocaine. She don’t lie, she don’t lie, she don’t lie…Cocaine.” (Eric Clapton, Cocaine)
A “special” kind of worthless.
I called my daddy today. “Go away, you druggie slut. I have a good life with my new wife. Call your whore mama for help.” he said and hung up. So I called Mama and she said, “I cleaned my life up and I’m going to church now. Go away.” and another click. So I called one of my connections. “Aurora, my dear, come on over. I have plenty of what you need.”
So I went over. The place was buzzing with action. Skip was a pimp and a dealer. He sent me to a back room where a client was waiting. He was masked and his cock was already hard. I had serviced him before. He was an evil man who got off on inflicting pain. He pinched and pummeled. He pulled out clumps of hair. He left bruises. He liked his sex rough. Driving his cock into a dry asshole got him off. So did ramming his cock down your throat until you puked. It took him hours to cum but when he did, as soon as his cock started pulsing, he liked to punch a girl repeatedly until he shot every drop of his load. He did pay well for the service though.
I smiled at him and said, “Bring it.” I am a woman without feelings, unwanted, empty, higher than a kite on drugs, and most of all, I just love being a human punching bag and a cum dumpster. It really gets me off. At least this way I have a purpose in life. Make me feel, lover, even if it’s just pain.