Being an ass rape porn star never gets boring. I showed up to make a dirty anal gang bang movie for some fast cash. I spent the money for the mortgage on coke. I had to recuperate that money, or my husband would kill me. He finally started trusting me with money again. He thinks I have been clean and sober for years now. I have just become better at hiding my coke habit. For the most part, I have figured out how to trade my cunt and ass for coke so I do not need cash. Since I doubted that the bank would trade my fuck holes for our $2,000 mortgage, I answered a few ads for snuff porn. I was not the only woman who showed up. Turns out we were costars. There was no male star with us. I felt better about it, but that was fleeting once I found out the terms. Only one of us would be paid. We were fighting each other anally. We had to brutalize each other’s buttholes until the other one simply could not take it anymore. It was like WWE but in the adult world of anal whores. I am a seasoned anal whore. This girl was 20 tops. I had a couple decades of being an anal whore on her. I needed that money. I know a few wrestling moves, so I used them to pin her beneath me so I could fist her ass. I had to get more brutal than that because she started squirting with my fist up her asshole. She liked it. Fuck, I had my work cut out for me. I put my knee on her throat and double fisted her. Now, she was yelping. I told her I was sorry, but I needed that money. I gave her the worst anal torture sex she has ever had. I prolapsed her ass and I made it bleed. She did give up finally. And I paid the mortgage on time. But I was almost busted. If I had not won, I would have been homeless and on my way to divorce court by the end of the week.
Bondage phone sex always gets kinky with me. This guy who likes to tie me up in exchange for coke, gets kinkier every encounter we have. I love bondage, but even for a BDSM whore, it can go too far. Tony is a drug dealer. He is a rouge one, not tied to any cartel, but he likes to tie up women. I think he does as much blow as he gives. But his blow always requires some pain. He tied me up in a way that I did not think I would ever be able to get out of. I was strung up, suspended in air like a marionette puppet. My arms and legs dangling uncomfortably. He had a cattle prod that he kept zapping me with to watch my limbs move. When he shoved it up my ass, my entire body jumped. It made me piss too. He basked in my golden nectar though. As my piss sprayed his face, he began smacking me with his leather belt. I yelped in pain. He was doing coke, taunting me. I am a taboo phone sex slut, but I can only go so far sober. I needed coke if he was going to whip me like that. I begged for a bump, but he was not interested in getting me coked up until after he had his sadistic fun. He is a different guy when coked up. But then I am different woman when high too. I could not move. I felt the rope digging into my flesh every time he shocked me. My body would jerk and the ropes would cut my flesh with my involuntary movements. Tony was naked with a hard cock ready for me to beg for cock and coke, and in that order too. I begged to be his ass rape porn star not because I wanted his cock up my ass, but because I wanted that coke and that was the only way to get it. The things I endure for coke. Now, I must explain these ligature marks to my husband.
Anal torture phone sex is my specialty. I wish it was not, but men love to torture my asshole. And not just my stepson. All men love to fuck my ass, some are more brutal than others. I got fisted the other night. This guy I met online wanted to exchange some coke for some hot ass sex. Why not, I told myself. Big mistake. This guy had friends who wanted to fuck me too. I did not know that tidbit, however, before we agreed to meet. I showed up at his place and a small army of dudes were waiting to fuck my ass and fist my cunt. I started to walk out. I needed the coke, but I did not know these men. I did not know what they would do to me. I had no idea if they had clean dicks either. When I am high I do not think of this shit, but I was out of coke. That means I was sober and thinking rationally. But the part if me that was jonesing for a fix almost always throws caution to the wind. I was being rational. I was heading for the door, but I was grabbed and forced to do a gangbang rape porn. Bent over and tied up, the guys sodomized me. One at a time at first, then two and tree at a time. Brutally fucking my ass hard. After they came in my ass, they fisted my ass. My ass was full of cum, shit and fists. It was nasty. I tried to warn them. They got pissed off that I did not clean my ass out properly. I was not planning on getting anally gang banged was my defense. They spread the shit and cum all over my face making me clean it up. I was humiliated. I was gross and nasty too. I mean I do a lot of ass rape porn, but this was brutal and unexpected. I did not prepare properly and I paid the price. I lost my dignity but I gained a bag of coke, so I guess I won after all.
Some days, I need domination phone sex more than others. At least that is what my stepson tells me. It is no secret we have an acrimonious relationship. For the most part, I do as I am told by him because he has been blackmailing me for a decade now. My husband thinks I have patched up my relationship with his son from his first marriage. We just do a better job of hiding our mutual hate for each other.My stepson summoned me in the middle of the night to his place. I had taken my pot gummy and I was out cold. I never heard the text. I woke up this morning to 32 missed texts from him and 5 missed calls. I knew I was in trouble, but what could I do? I never responded back because I assumed that ship had sailed. I should have known better. He was not going to let such an infraction go by. He showed up at my house once he knew his brothers were at school and his dad was at work. He brought a small army of men for an impromptu gangbang rape porn. He was going to punish me for ignoring him last night. He needed money and I slept through it. I got sassy and that got me slapped and punched in the gut so hard that I fell to my knees. I hate him so much. Such an angry guy. He blames me for his money issues so he makes me his cash cow. He filmed his buddies brutalizing my fuck holes. At one point, I had three cocks in my asshole at once, and a bunch of hands groping and choking me. My evil stepson had his cock out stroking and filming his friends brutalizing my fuck holes. These guys were high on meth. Meth makes men brutal, more brutal than anything. I am still trying to recover from the ass rape porn I made before I even made a pot of coffee. My asshole is so sore, I am sitting on a bag of frozen peas this morning. It is going to be a long day.
Do you have killer phone sex fantasies? I know I do. I grew up too late for the golden age of the hitch hiker. I think it would have been hot to hike across the US trading my fuck holes for grass. My luck, however, I would have gotten into a car with Ted Bundy and ended up murdered, be-headed and buried in a state forest somewhere in Washington state. I think, however, my fascination with the serial killers of the 70s and 80s, made me have these killer fantasies. The thought of being violently attacked while hitchhiking has always made my cunt wet. I know. I am a sick bitch. My fantasies run dark. Sometimes, lovers will engage a dark fantasy with me, but most times I am too dark even for violent snuff porn dudes. I do not know if it is all the coke I do, or just my nature to be violent and crave violence. It does not matter why I am so dark and twisted. It only matters that we get off to my twisted fantasies. I had a caller last night who indulged me in a hitchhiking / murder fantasy. He picked me up hitchhiking along a country road. I thought he looked nice and wrongly assumed that he was safe. We got high in the car, then he snapped. Hit me so hard I passed out. I woke up bound and gagged in a cabin in the woods. The guy I thought was a nice man, had a bunch of men in the cabin and they all had rape phone sex fantasies for the stupid hitchhiking whore. I had a killer headache from the blow to the head. I was dizzy and out of it, but they did not care. I was not going to live. They were fucking me before they killed me. I was pretty much passed out when they started dismembering me. They fed my remains to the coyotes. It was a dark fantasy, but one that drenched my pussy.
I am a taboo phone sex whore. I am cross listed on two sites at this company because I have all sorts of experiences and fantasies. I am a dirty mommy who loves to play with her sons and their friends, but I am also a druggy whore who gets into some sketchy situations because when I need coke, I lose my sensibilities. Sometimes, both my worlds collide. Last night, I needed coke, but I was out. I was home alone with my teenage sons because their father is out of town. We are having some bad weather and some roads around me have been washed out from flood. I was not able to go out and get coke. I called up this one drug dealer who never lets weather stop business for him. I did not want to call him though because he is brutal. I must pay with my fuck holes. I thought at worst I would be his ass rape porn star for a few hours and get some coke for my troubles. Well, both happened, but he wanted to fuck my sons’ assholes more. I have done my best to shield my boys from this sort of thing, but he wanted their assholes in exchange for coke. He really did not want to fuck me. He did, but my, “Used up old whore” holes were not tight enough for him. But once he saw my boys, he knew their backdoor pussies would be super tight. I wanted to say no. I wanted to be a good mother who protects her offspring from the taboo rape phone sex fantasies men have for young ones. But my need for coke was stronger than my maternal instincts. I let him fuck my sons’ virgin assholes. Their bottoms were raw and bloody afterwards. They are still not speaking to me. I have tried to lick their battered buttholes to soothe the pain, but as of now I am dead to them. A druggy whore needs to do what she has to do right? They will get over it, I hope.
Bondage phone sex can often go awry with me. I am not a BDSM girl, but I do BDSM gigs for money to get coke. This one guy is a private collector of all sorts of BDSM porn. He likes the amateur kind. My stepson rented me to him. I know of the guy, but I had never been in one of his movies. I assumed he liked his girls younger than me. My stepson needed some money quickly and he did not have the time to wait for the streaming profits to hit his bank account. This guy paid him cash to use his private cash cow for a BDSM film. The rich can do anything. They can get away with anything too. I feared that this was a snuff porn and that I might never come back alive. My stepson stayed to watch the show. I soon found out the reason he wanted a milf for his movie was that he also had a young girl. She was a red head like me. He planned on billing this as a mother daughter BDSM film. I know how much viewers love snuff flicks with an incest twist. The girl was younger than either of my sons. Too young for this BDSM world. My stepson let me do some coke before I was bound, gagged and brutalized. I was nervous. That girl was kidnapped. Usually, girls like that never make it out alive. The only way I ever survive these kinds of movies is because I am a druggy whore. The men making these dirty snuff movies think either I am too desperate for coke to talk or too fucked up to remember. But not willing girls, they end up dead. For what felt like an eternity, I was bound, gagged and force fucked in all my holes. Same for the young girl. She would scream out mommy when men fucked her tiny asshole. I wanted to help her, but my priority was getting coke and saving myself. I made it out alive with a huge bag of coke and a prolapsed asshole. I am not sure about that little girl though.
I made a gangbang rape porn at a truck stop last night. Not what I wanted to do at all, but I rarely do what I want. I owed my stepson because he gave me some coke. Usually, I work it off in trade somehow for him. I should have known that he would not give me coke without wanting something in return. He needed money and reminded me I owed him for the coke. I figured I would be doing a live stream in his apartment again. That is his favorite way to make me work off the coke he gives me. He had something a little different in mind this time. He took me to a truck stop. He was streaming me being a prostitute. I was a lot lizard whore for the night. It was a suggestion from one of his viewers. Real time stream of me getting used worse than an ass rape porn star. My stepson served as my pimp and my director. He knocked on cabs and offered me up for $100. Anything they wanted to do to me for 30 minutes. I thought $100 was too cheap, but my stepson said it was more about my humiliation than anything. Truckers were pulling out wads of cash to do play 30 minutes in heaven with a lot lizard skank. The first guy made me eat his smelly ass and drink his piss. Then he fisted me because his dick would not get hard. I would have preferred his limp dick to a big fist in my cunt any day. Another cab had two truckers and they each paid to fuck my asshole at the same time. That fucking hurt. Like hurt worse than a snuff porn because between them both they had dam near two feet of cock. Every trucker in that place wanted to violate me. My stepson made more off the live stream than the truckers, but this was less about money and more about humiliating his step mommy whore. Mission accomplished.
Sometimes, I need domination phone sex. I think I am obedient, especially when I know coke is on the line, but not all women are as obedient as me. And not many women are as desperate as me for coke either. I have been a submissive woman for ions. As I got older, and developed a love for cocaine, I became even more submissive. That is because I need coke. Why pay for coke when I can fuck for coke instead. This one female dealer I see is the worst of them all. She always thinks I am unruly, even when I am down on my knees licking her dirty asshole. I made the mistake of snapping at her when she said she was going to shit on my tits. I hate scat play. It is so nasty and humiliating. But telling her no, was not a good idea. She decided to shit in my mouth instead. I guess I should feel grateful that the taboo phone sex bitch did not kill me. Women are the worst to deal with because they are often crazy, mean and unpredictable. She sat on my face, and I could not breathe. My mouth was full of her nasty shit. I was doing everything I could to not puke. I am never a willing shit eater. Gross. I was desperate for coke though. I blew through my stash because of the holidays. My regular dealer was out of town, so shit eating for coke was my only option. I swallowed her nasty shit and rimmed her dirty ass all for some coke. She gave new meaning to ass rape porn. I guess I am a desperate bitch when it comes to coke. I will do anything a guy or woman wants to get a fix. I have no shame anymore. Perhaps, when it comes to coke, I never did.
Ass rape porn stars never get a night off. Not even on New Year’s Eve. I was at home partying with a girlfriend. We were snorting lines of coke and fucking our sons. We sometimes like to trade boys. My boys had passed out from exhaustion. Their daddy never made it till midnight. I was having fun with my girlfriend and her boys when my stepson summoned me. I cannot tell him no. That never works. I should have known that he would have use for me on New Year’s Day. My girlfriend and her teenage son wanted to go with me. I told them this would not be pretty or safe. I encouraged them to stay at my place. I am a seasoned snuff porn star. She is just a party soccer mom. She insisted anyway. When I arrived, I pleaded with my stepson to leave my friend and her boy alone, but he thought I was bringing him a present. I pleaded and begged, but he roped my friend and her boy into his stream. I was not high or drunk enough for this, but I had no choice. Neither did my friend. My stepson wanted some money, so he summoned his cash cow and according to him, he won the lottery because I brought a milf friend and a teenage boy. He decided to tie me and my friend up and let the boy fuck us. He directed the boy to fuck our assholes hard and raw. He even told him to choke us while fucking us. My stepson was going to turn this teen boy into an aggressive wild animal. The boy was enjoying it. His mother and I, however, were getting torn up and fucked hard. We could hear the dings. I knew that my stepson’s viewers were enjoying watching such a young boy fuck two hot milfs. We could have done without the choking and slapping, but we had no voice. My stepson needed money, and he will kill me if I turn him down. My girlfriend and I went back home, licked our wounds, but her son tied us up and fucked us some more. I think a sadist was born that day. A sadist with rape phone sex fantasies of his own.
