I had seen him often sitting by the bar. His dark Hispanic skin sexy as could be under the bar lights. Today i walk over and begin a conversation with him. He asks me about the celebration of Mexican Independence Day planned for tomorrow. When I began describing decorations, drinks, and costumes for the night, he informed me I had things quite a bit mixed up. Seeing a chance to spend ore time with this hunk I asked him to elaborate. When he started talking about drinks, I had him step behind the bar and make us a few of the new ones he was describing. From there, we took out drinks to the dressing rooms. I put on a few of the girls sexy costumes for him to critique. When I got to my own sexy costume, he told me the only thing wrong with it was that too much skin was covered. He stepped up and uncovered one tit and began fondling it. I couldn’t get out of the rest of it quickly enough. I took his dark cock into my mouth eagerly. In the mirror I could see the difference in his dark skin against my own fair white skin. It was strangely erotic. I couldn’t get his cock inside my pussy quickly enough. We both missed the Mexcan celebration at the bar because we were too busy having our own celebration that would continue for days to come.
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I’m your trailer trash whore!
I am definitely a trailer trash whore and I absolutely love it! Last night we had a storm so I set me up a storm party, I had booze and weed and plenty of powder too and lots and lots of guys! I made sure that I was getting banged like crazy while that storm was banging away on my trailer. It was so fucking hot; we were all fucked up, no power at all and all we could do was fuck all night long!Did I mention the fact that I was the only woman there? I wanted all that dick to myself! I had them fucking every hole and using me like the whore I know I am. I can’t help it, I was raised to be a white trash slut, a bitch that loves to do all those filthy things that no one else wants to do. I don’t ever want to be different, I love being the nasty whore I am!
My Extreme Phone Sex Line
My phone sex line is always anything goes. I have no limits. Can’t imagine I ever will? Extreme age play, piss, scat, snuff, rape fantasies, incest, hardcore anal….. none of that turns me off. Just the opposite actually. I don’t do vanilla topics. Most of my callers are sick and twisted like I am. I mean that as a compliment. I had a wicked hot call last night that is a variation on a theme of a constant wet dream I keep having. The news is filled with stories of girls gone missing, likely sold into the sex slave industry. Most of these outfits are overseas, so I fantasies about a very young brothel right here in my community. Perhaps even run out of my carriage house. It is actually quite large. Who would expect a slave trade outfit in a gated community in Beverly Hills? The lifestyle my husband and I live is expensive. We like to party, travel and live beyond our means, so having some young cash cows besides are own little ones really makes my pussy wet. Runaways, foster brats, homeless little ones, cute young things from the hood or impoverished homes, all make good candidates; but so do a few spoiled brats. Guys pay good money to tear open some little rich bitch girl, right? I have the access to little ones. I’m a Beverly Hills soccer mom. Parents trust me with their brats. I know it’s hard to believe. If they only knew what I have already done to many of their precious angels already, I would be in prison. I make the best magic cocktails that leave little ones with no memory of your big huge dick violating their tiny holes. I just need an accomplice to help me get this started. Bonus, you get to sample all the talent, even train them for a whore’s life. When they age out, we breed them to keep the brothel going. So who is in with me?
Visiting My Roots As A Trailer Trash Whore
Even though I live in a condo in the city now, I originally grew up in a trailer park on the wrong side of the tracks. I grew up knowing I was trailer park trash and I loved every minute of it. I was the biggest trailer trash whore of all. Gang bangs with the neighborhood boys was a common occurrence. I was known the be the cause of a few broken marriages. I flaunted my body shamelessly and used my pussy top get anything I wanted.
When I moved to the city, not a lot changed, except now I was a little bit higher class of a whore and I could wear more expensive slutty clothes. As I’ve gotten older, I try to carry myself with a little more class, even though I love to get nasty and freaky. I keep it a little more toned down in public. That’s why I love to go home to visit. When I go home, I go right back to my roots. I can still out-slut any slut in the trailer park.
I’m excited about the upcoming weekend. I’m going home for a weekend with the folks. I’ve already talked to some old friends about a bon fire. I sure hope he remembers bon fire is code for “gang bang whore takes on all comers”. My pussy is dripping wet thinking about all that cock. I’m ready to have my slutty body packed air-tight as they used to call it. Maybe Mom and Dad will even join in on this one. It sure was a lot of fun the time it turned into a family affair.