I really will do anything for my crack rock. When my pipe is empty I grow desperate looking for more. Gary is the punk next door and one of the few men on earth I hate fucking. But when I am out I am desperate and look for it anywhere I can. Gary has a quick dick fucking him is so lame to a crack whore like me. But when he is three pumps in and cumming I get annoyed. I shouldn’t complain it is easy crack but I much rather get a dick that will let this old crack whore cum and get the crack. He is so lame he does not pull my hair or whip me. Any decent man knows a crack whore does not deserve fucking respect.
Tag: taboo phonesex
Druggy Porn Star For Daddy’s Habit
I am daddy’s druggy porn star. I always have been. I am older now, but he still pimps me out. I get a bigger cut of the money now that I am over 18. I have an expensive crack habit and I need money too. Daddy has an expensive coke habit. He has never worked an honest day in his life. He has never had a real job, then neither have I. I am a black whore. White men love me. When I was little, daddy pimped me out to the white men in the neighborhood who had jungle fever for jailbait pussy. I never complained much because I have been addicted to crack and cock since I was just a tyke. Last night, daddy paid me a visit. It was unexpected and he brought friends. He wanted me to be a gangbang whore for some rich white dudes because he owed some niggers some money. Everyone knows a black dude won’t pay for pussy unless it is white pussy. He showed my pics around to a few white guys and they wanted my dark cunt and ass. Daddy said he would toss me a few hundred bucks and I got down on all fours and let those white old perverts drop their cum in my fuck holes. After I was covered in cum, Daddy and I got high and fucked. I will always be Daddy’s fucked up little girl.
Live Phone Sex Party
I had a live phone sex party last night. I invited a few of my hot slut wife friends to come over. We got high and fucked my sons. Some of my friends aren’t blessed to have boys in the house. Every woman needs to experience a teen cock. I love all cock, but a teen cock. That is something special. A man is never as hard as he is when he is a teen boy. I brought my four boys out and did a naked line up with them in front of my girlfriends. They were amazed at how stiff they were. You could toss a horseshoe on any one of my sons’ cocks. I decided to make a hardcore orgy porn with them. I filmed my girlfriends doing lines of coke off my sons’ dicks and fucking them. MILFs gone wild. These rich trophy wives are married to men who haven’t had an erection since Jimmy Carter was president! I wanted my sons to have fun, but I wanted my BFFs to have the stiff working dicks they deserve too. The way I see it, hooking my sons up with horny housewives is what you call a win win situation.
Taboo Phonesex Mommy
I love taboo phonesex calls because I am a taboo mommy and milf. Normally, I am playing with my own brood. Last night, however, I was playing with a neighbor girl. More like I was punishing her. She was a bad girl. She had been spying on me. When I confronted her, she lied about it. Nothing gets by me. Nothing. I pulled her in the house, stripped her naked and put her over my knees for an old fashioned spanking. The reason so many boys and girls are disobedient brats these days is because adults are afraid of corporal punishment. Nothing like a good bare bottom spanking to put a brat in his or her place. My brood knows I don’t tolerate disobedience. I am a loving mommy until one of my brats lies to me or disobeys me. This little girl was insolent. She denied that she was trying to look at me naked. There was no other reason why she would be sneaking around my bedroom window. We have a privacy back yard. She had to climb the fence. She could deny it all she wanted. I was going to spank the truth out of her. Finally, this trashy milf crossed her pain threshold and she admitted she was curious about my body. She had a young girl’s body. Lean, no tits, no pussy hair yet and I have tits, curves and fur. I let her check me out once she came clean. A curious girl is a good thing. I guided her head between my legs and made her lick my sweet mommy pussy. I think she is a lesbian. She didn’t even flinch. She just started licking my pussy and she even tongued my ass without being forced to do it. What started as a punishment session, ended up with me molesting the school girl next door.
Druggy Phone Sex
Druggy phone sex whores have the best stories. I think coke or what ever your drug of choice is frees the mind. It is important to have an open mind when it comes to sex. I did some blow with a friend of mine last night. I was over in her trailer because she has a broken leg. She is a stripper and fell off the stage. I know, right? Ouch. Anyway, I brought her the best pain medicine around-cocaine. Her son is staying with her a week while she recovers. He is 18. He is in college, but he is on Spring break. It was perfect timing. We got high and well, she was feeling good and I was feeling her son. I was literally feeling her son. I had his cock out and I was stroking it. When she realized what I was doing, she was in shock. She is a stripper and a druggy whore; I don’t get why she doesn’t fuck her son. He is handsome and his cock is a decent size. He is no big black cock, but my guess was he had an ample 7-inches. I slobbered all over his cock as I grabbed my friend’s hand and put it on her son’s dick. I told her to lighten up. I mean he is legal age. She sells her pussy for money. She strips for strangers. She does lines of coke. Why not fuck your son too? I am a taboo phonesex freak, so you know I encouraged her to fuck her boy. It worked. I don’t know if it was the coke, the pain meds or seeing me love on her son’s cock, but I got her to fuck him. And, now I don’t know who is happier, her son or her. I just love bringing mommies and sons together.
Give Up The Fuck Holes
The pain in my ass is making me scream, this only angers you more. You start yelling “shut the fuck up you stupid whore” while wrapping a cord around my neck. Burying your cock deeper into my raw ass. I’m crying and choking, I can’t breathe at all and all of a sudden I feel your fists on the back of my head. I start to see black and know I am going to pass out soon from you choking me, from you punching me. I can hear your slurs of hate towards me. You want me to suffer, you want to violate me. You are not done with his torture and humiliation. You want to make sure I know my place, make sure I don’t forget I am nothing but a fuck toy. My only purpose in life is to be a cock warmer with all three of my holes. I don’t know when it happens, but I black out waking up with you forcing your cock all the way into my throat. Fucking it just like my ass, I can taste myself on your cock, feel you forcing it all the way down my throat and yanking my hair to force it in deeper. I am starting to gag violently, but this doesn’t stop you if anything this encourages you. I feel like this makes your cock harder, struggling against you but knowing there’s no use. I can taste your precum, it makes me wet knowing I am pleasing you which only proves that I really am only good for being a fuck toy. You slap my face as you push your cock to the back of my throat, coating it with your warm sticky load. You’re laughing and moaning and telling me to “choke on it bitch” and I do. I have learned my lesson! The next time I offer my slutty fuck holes for your drugs I will give up the fuck holes.
Sissy Boy Treatment
Is it okay for me to bend your ass over and make you my sissy boy? I want to take my nice fucking dildo and shove it in your sissy ass. Your a little fucking sissy boy to me, your little boy pussy is wet too. I am going to punish you because you are a fucking faggot whore, aren’t you? I know that you deserve to be fucked in your asshole and if you don’t do what I ask, I will tell your sister that you have been in her bedroom trying on her clothes. I will let her know that you have been wearing her panties and twisting around in the mirror in them. I have this picture of you’re little sissy ass and don’t you see that you’re a fucking punk, aren’t you? You are a fucking sissy faggot, and you love this don’t you. Say it now, tell me you’re a fucking whore and a nasty little tramp because you’re dressing up in your sister’s clothing. Now I’ve to fuck you like the fucking trashy sissy that you are. Believe me, you deserve to have a cock in your ass all day and all night long you fucking trashy tramp sissy. Bend the fuck over and take this fucking cock like a good cunt boy. Just like that your a good little fucking pussy boy you and your boy pussy are in for it. You are a fucking whore, and Mommy’s going to sell your boy pussy to all of the men that want you. Every one of the guys I find is going to know what time it is for real.
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.