I made some money last night making a gangbang rape porn. I need money for coke. This virus is making everything so hard. When I heard this seedy strip club opened back up, I went. I thought maybe I could strip. It is one of those kinds of places that women can walk in off the street and hop on stage. Druggy whores like mike frequent it when we need to score. This is not gentleman’s club. This is a dirty club where girls smell like piss and have needle tracks. I knew I at least smelled better and had no tracks. Guys must be starving for some pussy as much as I am starving for coke. They wanted me to wear a mask on stage. I laughed because Covid-19 was not what a woman was likely to catch in a place like that, lol. I got on stage and did a pole dance while men tossed me crumbled up ones. One guy gave me $100 for the VIP room. VIP room sounds way too lofty for what it was. The room had cum stains on the wall, used needles in the corner and smelled like an alley. I was selling my soul being in there, but I needed a fix. Two more guys came in and they wanted to fuck me too. No doubt. I was the cleanest thing in the joint. They did not just want to fuck me. They wanted to use me to get their rocks off. They were rough. A girl must expect that kind of treatment in a place like that. They passed me around like a strung out whore and fucked me. Fists in my ass, dicks in my mouths. They did not touch my pussy in case I was a diseased ridden whore. I was in that room about an hour. They filled me with cum, even slapped me around a little, giving me black eyes. I only made $150 for all that but it was enough to score some powder.
Being a taboo phone sex whore confined to home has been brutal. My stepson has been renting out my holes to his friends. He was laid off from his job. His unemployment was held up, but with his red-headed step mommy at home, he has a way to make money still. Good for him. Bad for me. Very bad for me. Last night he had invited 6 guys over. They partied and I was the party favor. Not my idea of a fun night. My ass was full of cock and fists. It was full of cum and piss too. They got high and played spin the bottle on the whore. Whomever the bottle landed on, he got to do whatever he wanted to me. It meant it was his turn to use me. They all thought I was an ass rape porn star. Why younger guys are obsessed with my ass is a mystery, but they are. I know I am an anal sex whore. I can take big things up my shit box, but my stepson and his friends have one mission in life it seems. And that is to ruin my asshole. Once they prolapsed my ass hole, they put a hair tie around my bulging anus. One of the guys went into the bathroom and came back with an Icy Hot stick. He rubbed it all over my asshole that was inside out. I screamed bloody murder. It burned. It felt like they sprinkled acid on my prolapsed ass. They laughed while I cried. I do not cry much. I have a high pain threshold. They surpassed it because they are sadistic boys with no compassion for me or anyone. Fucking little bastards used me for hours until they passed out. I untied myself and tried to push my ass back inside. It will be awhile before I can sit or shit again.
I made an ass rape porn last night. Only, there was no other person involved for once. Normally, some man is using my ass like a chew toy. I needed money. Business has been slow. My husband owns his own business, which is non-essential, so little money is coming into the house right now. I know lots of men are stuck at home with time on their hands. I decided to get on a cam show. I have learned a few things over the years about modern technology. I have lots huge sex toys because I am a kinky bitch. I am no stranger to big cocks or lots of cock up my ass. I am just not usually getting paid to be violated nor am I the one violating myself. I took matters into my own hands. I got viewers to pay to watch me in my own home violate my tight ass. There are plenty of men who enjoy anal torture sex shows. Watching me live assured them I was for real too. I laid out all the sexy toys I had, and several things not deemed for the ass like a baseball bat, a rolling pin and a wine bottle. For the first ten minutes of the show, I just masturbated and talked about my dark desires. After that, the game was on. Men paid to watch me insert things in my ass. I had this one 13-inch long, 9-inch wide black butt plug I scored at a dirty bookstore before shit shut down. There was a bidding war on that toy in my ass. I went with the highest bidder and his bid was more than all the other bids for all the other toys combined. Men wanted to see if I could take something that big and thick up my ass. I did, but not without a lot of pain and a huge mess. That was the thickest thing I ever had up my ass, but I loved every moment of it.
I have a babysitter phone sex story to share. I am not really a babysitter. Not a professional one, at least. Yes, I have sons, but I never discipline them. I am high all the time and rarely do typical mom things. I am hardly qualified to watch some other woman’s brats. But I need money. This COVID-19 thing makes it hard to score coke. The one person I know who will sell it to me only takes cash. He will not trade my pussy for even a pinch. I got creative. I mean since schools are off, many parents still must work. No day cares open either. I put up an ad on this sitter site and I guess a lot of folks think a soccer mom from the burbs is a safe bet. Not like I am going to hurt their brats. I just may not pay close attention to them like expected. I do not pay attention to my brats. These boys were older than I expected. They could be left alone and trusted to not burn down the house. They were aggressive fuckers though. Caged animals not schoolboys. I was only there an hour when they tied me up and tore my clothes off. They saw me as a present not a sitter. They must have been watching ass rape porn videos because they assaulted my ass. I never met such young and aggressive boys before. They told me that their daddy told them you must take what you want in this world. They wanted me and they had me. They put both of their cocks in my holes at once. Ass, pussy and mouth. They came on me. Pissed on me. Fucked the shit out of me. Schoolboys got the better of me. When their father came home, he took a turn at me too. Like father like son.
Sundays are for gangbang rape porn. For me, at least. While on quarantine, I am stuck under the same roof with my stepson. He is a bipolar sadist. I only ever see his bad side because he hates me. I am the reason his mother went off the deep end. Daddy left her for me. A hotter, kinkier, and younger model. When I started birthing boys with my husband his first-born son developed deep seated hatred for me. Now, that boy is an adult and can do much harm to me. He has been blackmailing me for years. My husband does not know I still do coke. I got out of control many years ago and almost bankrupted us. I would have lost everything even custody of my sons if I did not agree to be a good wife and mommy afterwards. I just had to get more creative with my coke habit. About 5 years ago, my stepson busted me, and I have been his ass rape porn slave ever since. Sundays, in the basement he violates my ass for hours while streaming it for money. He lost his job from the virus and my ass is his cash cow. I hate it. He gapes my ass. He shreds my ass. He makes my ass bleed. He does not care that I cry and scream. He does it all right under the nose of my husband. He used a baseball bat on my ass yesterday because one of his viewers paid extra to see it. He only paid $100. That was all my ass was worth. When the bat came back covered in blood and shit, he made me lick it clean. I cannot wait until this quarantine is over and he moves back to his own home. Every day I am on lock down with him could be my last.
I was an ass rape porn star last night. My stepson made me stream for this BDSM anal station to get some coke. I figured it would be him fucking my ass. Maybe, he would have some friends over. It was not like that at all. In fact, his cock never touched me during the live stream. This site was for hardcore anal torture with objects. Items not designed for the ass. My stepson has stock in this company, and it is taking off. He said I was a natural for anal torture. He was right. I have taken numerous anal beatings over the years. And I needed coke. With the state of the nation on quarantine, getting coke is harder. My stepson is a dealer and always has plenty to trade. This may be my new normal. He let me do a line first, then he strapped me down on a table. My legs were pinned to my chest. I was in a beach ball position. Not comfortable, but that was nothing compared to what came next. He had a big double headed fuck machine that he put in my ass. Both heads. No lube. Turbo speed. My body was coming off the table. I was squirting from my pussy. Not sure if I was pissing or squirting but fluid like that had never come out of any hole of mine before. He did that to me for over an hour. I felt dehydrated. I thought when he pulled it out, I was done being this torture sex experiment. He replaced the machine with his foot in my ass and his fist in my cunt. I could feel his hand in my belly. He picked me up like a puppet. I never had an entire foot in either hole. I screamed. I was so relived when he was done streaming. He got so hot torturing me for his stream that he had to fuck me just for fun. I got my coke, but I got an ER visit too.
Taboo phone sex fantasies are rampant now and not just with men on the phone. The men in my life are full of taboo fantasies too. Maybe it is the quarantine. Folks have cabin fever. Folks have fears. Why not take it out on the ginger whore. I don’t know my neighbor well. I have been trying to be friendly, however, because of the pandemic. I took some toilet paper and hand sanitizer over to my elderly neighbor yesterday. I was just being a normal woman. I wasn’t high and I wasn’t looking for trouble. I don’t know if he has dementia or not, but I did not get the greeting I expected. This man is my father’s age. Never seen him perving out to me or my nieces. He pulled me inside, slammed me against the wall and ripped my clothes off. The old man had rape phone sex fantasies. Maybe he has always been a bad ass, perhaps he has gone crazy. Regardless, he showed me know mercy. I thought I could take a geriatric man, but I was very wrong. He punched me in the stomach and shoved his cane up my ass. His old pecker was having issues getting hard, but he improvised. He was spewing all sorts of crazy conspiracy shit as he shoved things up my ass and my cunt. The only think that helped me endure was the fact that he was old. He would tucker out eventually, then I could escape back home. This was like some bad Lifetime movie I was trapped in. He did eventually tire out but not before he made my fuck holes bleed and gape. I crawled home battered and bruised. I guess I was a good neighbor. He got toilet paper and an outlet for his cabin fever.
I am his taboo phone sex mommy. I need him and he knows it. He takes care of me financially and provides me with my medicine. For a price, of course. I am older now. Gravity is no longer my fan. My skin is saggy. My pussy and cunt loose. I’m skinny and just a shell of what I once was. Men have come and gone in my life, but my son is the only constant. I know deep down inside he loves me. Times are tough now. He needs money so he can support us. I have an expensive coke habit and he has bills to pay. If I am my son’s burden, I need to earn my keep. I’m too old, feeble and stupid for much else in this world. My son knows people on the dark net. He runs a live stream and I am the star. I get to be a snuff porn star for horny men who pay to see my son do things to me. Not the typical things either. My son says I shine when I am black and blue and even purple. He throws a few punches to make me pretty before we start our shows. Don’t feel badly for me. He lets me do big lines of coke, so I feel the pain less. The punches don’t hurt as much as they use too. It might be from nerve damage. I am not sure. What hurts even with my white medicine is when he fucks my pee hole and fists my ass so hard it turns my asshole inside out. He thinks it funny and often puts a zip tie around my prolapsed ass, so I can’t try to put back inside before he is ready. For a few hours, I am my son’s slave for a high paying audience. Think what you want, but I know my son loves me.
Torture sex was called for he said. He needed a punching bag. He needed an outlet for his frustrations. Sound familiar? He had a captive slave. I am trapped in the same house with my stepson. He pulled me out of bed in the middle of the night. I was sleeping next to his father. He threatened to kill my sons if I didn’t go to the basement with him. I didn’t think he would hurt my boys who are his half-brothers, but I didn’t know. He doesn’t have coke right now. He is out of work and stuck living at home again. That means he is pissed off. I am always who he takes out his violent impulses on. He dragged me to the basement. He strung me up by the rafters and tortured me with a cattle prod. He shoved a ball gag in my mouth, so I wouldn’t wake up his father. I don’t think blood curdling screams could wake up my husband. I started convulsing and pissing myself. I made quite the mess, but he just kept torturing me. I thought I had lucked out when the cattle prod blew a fuse and no longer worked. He just switched to his hands. Beat me until I was black and blue. I started puking from the belly punches. He cut me down. With a thud, I landed in a pile of my own piss and vomit. Like a pet who had pissed the rug, he shoved my face in the gross mixture and made me lick it up. I struggled not to puke again. While I was on all fours doing my best to clean up, he fucked my ass. He watches ass rape porn videos all day. He knew how to hurt my ass. I will be glad when life goes back to normal. He is going to kill me if this goes on much longer.
In a time of a pandemic, killer phone sex fantasies are therapeutic. He wanted to kill a bitch. That bitch was me. I had not done anything to piss him off. Hell, I didn’t even know him. I was a victim of circumstance. I was in the wrong place at the wrong time. He grabbed me as I was going to my car after a supply run. I was screaming in the trunk, but my city is a ghost town at night. No one heard me and if they did, they wouldn’t have come close enough to me to help because everyone is so afraid of this damn virus. I was in the trunk 32 minutes according to my watch. I planned on fighting when I got out of the trunk, but that didn’t go as planned. He punched me in the face, which knocked me out. I woke up in a coffin. Not just any coffin either. A coffin full of blood. A coffin with my name on it. Maybe, I was not as random as I thought. What the fuck. Seriously, what the fuck. I was kidnapped for some sort of horror snuff porn. He just kept yelling at me like I represented everything that was wrong with his life. I tried to talk my way out of it, but he slit my throat just to shut me up. Blood was spurting from the slit in my throat. He gazed in excitement as I choked on the blood spraying out my throat wound. He took that opportunity to throat fuck me. He used the hole in my throat to get off. I choked and gagged on my blood and his cum. It was not over quickly enough. Maybe I can help you feel better about the state of the world too.
