Sometimes, I am not the star of an ass rape porn. Sometimes, I am the one inflicting the anal torture. My stepson was impressed with my ability to go from his victim to his accomplice so effortlessly last week. He gave me an assignment. If I completed the mission successfully, I would get coke and a reprieve from his abuse. He wanted to live stream a special show just for a select few who had paid big bucks for a particular type of show. It had to be private because there were some not so legal things that would be happening. When I am his victim, I am willing mostly. I am suffering the abuse for coke. This show had a much younger star, and far less willing one. In fact, she was not willing at all. I was tasked with finding the talent, so I went to the park. It was a cold winter day, but I knew there would be little girls sledding and playing in the winter wonderland. I found a girl and lured her back to my stepson’s house around the corner. It was scary how easy it was to lure her. Back at his place we drugged her. It was just a little smack like sex traffickers use to make their product more willing to play. I got out the largest double-sided dildo I could find, and I fucked her virgin holes. She was definitely a virgin because crimson blood flowed down her snowy white thighs. She was making soft whimpers, which the audience liked because those whimpers were followed by Bitcoin tip sounds. It felt good to be on the other side of the torture sex for once. I was destroying this girl’s holes, but in my world, it is survival of the fittest. My stepson was pleased with the girl I brought him and the damage I did to her ass and cunt. He gave me more than the amount of coke agreed upon.
He asked me if I like bondage phone sex. I said no. It was sort of a lie. I do like to be tied up, but I hate not knowing what will happen to me next. I mean when I am tied up, I am vulnerable. Very vulnerable. A man can do anything to me. And he usually does. My last bondage situation was not good. Not for me. For the man, it was a different story. I met him on Tinder. He said he wanted to party with a milf. To me, it was a chance for free drugs. If I had to fuck him, that was a small price to pay for getting free coke. We were doing lines and talking. Everything seemed to be going well until he wanted to tie me up. He explained that it was just for shits and giggles, and to get me in a beach ball position to fuck me. I fell for his line of bullshit and the next thing I knew, I was being used for a gangbang rape porn. He had a bunch of friends waiting for me. I never heard or saw them, but they were waiting in stealth in another room. They all fucked my ass. It was gaped open, sore, prolapsed, and oozing jizz. They laughed at how big of a hole I had. They pissed into my gaped asshole and even fisted me. I had rope burns because I was struggling to get free, but I could barely move. I wanted out. The coke had worn off and he was not giving me anymore. I begged for a hit. Anything to take the pain and shame away, but he wanted this mommy whore to feel the pain and the shame. So yeah. That was my last bondage experience. Can you understand why I might not want to jump back into getting tied up again.
Snuff porn Sundays are a thing with my stepson and me. My husband is watching sports all day and I go visit his boy. My husband thinks my relationship with his son is maternal. It is nothing of the sort. I go to visit him so I can get some free coke. Well, I guess it is not really free because I have to work for it. And his relationship to me is out of necessity. He needs me. I am his cash cow. I am his 911 call because if he needs money, I can help him make it. He needed money. I needed coke. We helped each other out early this morning. When I arrived, I knew the drill. I knew I would have to subject myself to his violence. Today was a bit different. He had another woman tied to a chair waiting for me. I was not sure what was going to happen, but I was nervous. Since she was tied to the chair, my guess was she was not there to hurt me. He was going to abuse two hot milfs at once. He started on her, and what he did made me nauseated. He burned her flesh. First, with cigarettes. Then with a hot poker from the fire place. The Bitcoin sounds were going crazy. He was making bank. What was he going to do to me? Her flesh was peeling off her body. He was going to kill her. He has never killed a woman before. At least not to my knowledge. Then suddenly, he untied me and told me to pick up a poker. It was not a choice. I could tell if I was not his accomplice phone sex partner, I would be tortured to death too. The Bitcoins were on fire and so was this woman. I felt guilty and sick to my stomach over what I did. My stepson is a murderer and I helped him. But I survived and I got coke.
Home invasion phone sex calls get me wet. I hate to be aroused by such dark fantasies, but I am. The reoccurring one is that I am a single mother asleep at night and an intruder forces my sons to fuck me while he watches at gun point. Sick, I know. Like, what kind of mother does that make me. It makes me a coked up mommy whore. I told this guy I get high with my fantasy. We were both fucked up and telling tales. I did not for a moment think he would take what I said literally and try to do something about it. Hell, I did not think he would even remember. Last night, I was asleep in my bed. I was home alone though because my sons and my husband are on a ski trip. The boys are out of school all week because of the below zero temperatures, so my husband thought it would be a great time to take advantage of the nearby slopes. I do not ski. Me and cold weather do not get along at all. I heard a noise and thought maybe they came home early. I went into to living room expecting to see my husband, but I saw Mike the junkie I got high with the other day. He was not alone. He brought several men and they jumped me as soon as I made eye contact with them. They ripped my clothes off and burned them. Luckily, they did not catch the house on fire. They called me a fire crotch because of my flaming red hair even though I have a bald pussy. It was a gangbang rape porn. My sons were not there, but all these other dudes were calling me mommy. It was violent and brutal. One guy pulled my arm so hard he dislocated my shoulder. I was battered, bruised and bloodied by the time they left. Let this be a warning. Do not tell a junkie your fantasy.
My stepson makes my evil phone sex callers look like choir girls. Seriously, though he is sick mother fucker. I only see his Dr. Jekyll side. My husband only sees Mr. Hyde. I tried to tell my husband once about his son’s truly evil ways, but he did not want to hear or believe anything I was saying. I have learned to shut my mouth and let my stepson use me whenever he wants. Not like I have a choice. What my stepson wants, he gets. I was asleep in bed last night, next to his father, when his text woke me up. It was a 911 text and that is never good. Not for me at least. I snuck out of the house and went to his place. He was not alone. He had friends over. Male friends and 4-legged friends. I had a pit in my stomach. I am not a furry friend lover, and he knows that. These men came armed with hairy beasts with red rockets. Those beasts looked like they could tear me in two. I saw the camera. He was going to make a gangbang rape porn with me as the star. The costars would be man and beasts. I begged for some coke first. At least he had the decency to do that before masters and beasts mounted me. I tried to act like I enjoyed it for his viewers, but they liked it better when I did not enjoy it. I thought about something else as best as I could. I had man and beast nutting inside my fuck holes and drooling down my back. I felt so violated and dirty. The bit coins were popping though, which made my stepson happy. Masters and their best furry friends gang banged me, making him more than enough money to cover his gambling debts. He will never stop gambling because he has an instant taboo phone sex cash cow to cover his debts and save his life.
I auditioned for a gangbang rape porn. I was desperate for money. A blizzard cut off the supply for my normal dealers. I had to go downtown to the seedy part of town and hustle. I was giving blowjobs for $25 to gross men. That was how desperate I was. A woman hooking on the corner told me where to go to make serious bank. I asked her why she had not done it. She told me she was not right for the casting director because he was looking for mommy types. She was barely legal if that. I thanked her for the tip and went to the warehouse where she told me the auditions were taking place. I signed in, filled out an application and waited my turn. My desperate need for coke has led me down some dark paths before. This place looked legit. I should have known better. Nothing good ever happens to women in the seedy part of town late at night. When I am jonesing for a fix, common sense goes out the door. I went in when they called my name, and instantly felt afraid. The guys interviewing me looked at me like I was the golden ticket to some high winning lottery. I got the part, but ten minutes into filming, I wished I had not gotten the part. The men ganged up on me. Violently started pulling my clothes off and shoving fingers in any hole they could. No lube was used. I guess I should feel grateful that they at least spit on my asshole and cunt before shoving their bare cocks inside me. I guess I have endured worse, but they gaped my holes, even prolapsed them. Parts of my insides were hanging on the outside. Between my legs looked like a bloody massacre. I hobbled out the door. I hobbled out the door and down to the alley and scored some blow. I was gonna need it for the pain.
I am a taboo phone sex whore. Everyone knows it, even my sons and stepson. I have been my stepson’s whore since he was a teen boy. I am his cash cow. He found out about my coke habit early on and threatened to expose me to his father. That would be the end of my cushy suburban life. I would lose custody of my sons too. I have let my stepson violate me on cam for Bitcoin money. He has made a pretty penny off me. In exchange, he keeps my secret and feeds me more coke. I was summoned yesterday to his place. I needed to perform for him like a circus monkey. He was not alone, however. My sons, his half-brothers, were there. They are teen boys. What were they doing here? I mean, sure I am a mommy whore. I fuck my sons. My husband knows that taboo tidbit about me. But my stepson streams shows. Surely, he was not going to stream them. They are not old enough to be on film. I could go to jail. Wrong. He did not care about the law. I should have known that. He wanted to film a family gangbang rape porn. He was going to make money off a violent family gang bang. He told me there was a market for family fun, especially the violent kind. I was scared. Three horny boys were going to fuck me at once. I know my stepson. He planned on three cocks in my ass at once. He is a sick fuck like that. I knew I had no choice. My boys were excited. My stepson was about to corrupt my sweet innocent boys. He was going to fuck my ass up, ruin it like he has done so many times. All three boys pushed their dicks in my ass at once. While they made mommy their personal ass rape porn star, they called me mommy, among other derogatory names. My stepson’s audience wanted more. They loved the incest. Turned out to my stepson’s most profitable stream yet. That may be good for him, but it is bad for mommy.
Some days a girl just needs to be a gangbang rape porn star weather she knows it or not. I did not know it was what I needed until some teen boys grabbed me and shoved me in a van. I was out at the local park scoring some pot. I had coke but I had been up for two days straight, and some good weed would bring me down off that high. This boy grabbed my ass as I was leaving. It was so dark out I never saw him. I started to go in the opposite direction towards my car, when a few more boys joined him and tossed me inside the back of a hollowed-out van. It was a perp van. The kind you see in Law and Order episodes. I was scared. I was running on empty too, so I had no fight in me. They were my eldest son’s age. Just teen boys. Maybe they even go to school with my son. I asked them if they wanted my weed and they laughed. They wanted my cunt and my ass. I am a son fucker, so I thought to myself, “How rough could high school boys be?” I got my answer soon enough and the answer was rougher than I imagined. They shoved fists and cocks in my holes. They gaped my ass putting three of their cocks in my ass at once. One of the boys said he heard I was a dirty ass rape porn star. It is no secret that I can be an anal annie, but three decent sized dicks in my ass at once hurt like a bitch. It prolapsed my asshole and made it bleed. When they kicked me out of the van, I hobbled to my car with cum leaking out of my over fucked holes.
Every guy I meet has rape phone sex fantasies for me. I swear even guys who do not know me, whom I meet on some innocuous encounter. I was in my soccer mom mode this morning. I had dropped the boys off at school and ran some errands. I went to the grocery store, Barnes and Noble and Starbucks. When I am not high on coke, I am getting crack in a cup from Starbucks. I always assume dudes who work in coffee houses are either gay or into girls their age. Hipsters have never shown much interest in me. The guy working this morning looked like a virgin. He made some sexy milf comment, and I joked that I had underwear older than him. I guess he considered me dismissive and was not at all happy. He somehow found out where I lived and broke in a few hours before I was to go pick my boys up from school. It was like something straight out of a home invasion phone sex call. My husband was at work. I was all alone. I was working my phone sex line, but not on a call when I heard the back door. It was open for the pups to come in and out. I assumed my husband was home early, but it was Ian. Seeing him out of context was alarming. He looked pissed off too. He charged me and pinned me on the floor. He was seething mad that I dismissed him as too young. He ripped my clothes off and shoved fingers in my pussy and ass. Next thing I knew, I was his ass rape porn star. He was shoving his dick in my ass while his fist was in my cunt. I fought but I was no match for a 20 something man. He used me for the longest 30 minutes of my life. I had to pick up my boys looking like I had just been fucked. Smelling like it too.
I was not looking for a gangbang rape porn yesterday. I was in the park to score some coke. Everyone in my community knows that drug deals go down in the park once the sun goes down. I just needed a little bit to carry me until my drug dealer got his supply. Even the drug world has been affected by COVID. The demand for coke is high but the supply of coke is slow. I had enough cash on me to score a little dime bag. That would be enough to get me through the night. I got more than a dime bag though. I was buying coke off a teen dealer. He looked to be the age of my oldest son. I took the bag and headed to the park bathroom to get high. A bunch of boys followed me. The next thing I knew I was being gang banged by high school boys in a dirty park bathroom. There were dead bugs on the floor, spider webs in the corners, leaves and dirt all around. And do not get me started on the stench. The floors smelled like urine, part animal and part human. I was gagging from the stench as the boys forced me on the ground to explore their rape phone sex fantasies. Young boys who could be my own boys were savagely fucking me on a dirty public restroom floor. They pulled my hair, slapped my ass, choked me and push my face into the dirty floor. I was more worried about a disease from the bathroom not their boy dicks. They pumped their cum into me then made me piss and shit it out onto the gross floor to lick up. I did what they wanted me to do for fear I might die otherwise. I went home with my dime bag of coke and a pussy and ass full of cum. I smelled like a urinal. I douched and showered before I climbed into bed with my husband who was asleep. He has no clue the disgusting things I do for a fix.
