
I enjoy being your dirty phone talk whore while I snort Booger sugar up my nose and masturbate as I tell you my gangbang stories. Like when I got so fucked up after turning a trick I went into the biker bar to pee and was followed in my four big string sweaty men in leather. They took me and slapped me off the toilet and used me for a piss bucket. The drug me out of the bathroom and pulled me up by my hair and gave me facial abuse as they fucked my mouth. Then I was picked up and used in my ass and pussy. They were brutal and gapped my ass until it prolapse and then called me a piggy slut. I almost ran home after that. But this whore finds herself going back for a gangbang once in a while. I love being one of these dirty talking women who will tell you every fucking thing about my whore adventures. I need cock, coke, and cum to fill these holes with loads and loads of hot creamy cum!

Soon after he kicked me in my face and left me to die on the side of the road, telling me I was trash after using me all up I realized he was right, I soon would be nothing but a Dirty Talking Women whore. I never woke up from that nightmare, I had no choice but to continue to shoot up, he was more turned on when I was high for him. I also loved it because it numbed the pain just a little bit. He was spitting on my face, kicking me over and over and I could feel the bleed dripping all over my body. A lifetime of treating people like shit, a lifetime of not giving a damn about others, a lifetime of being a complete bitch to others had caught up with me. This was my Karma, this is what has become of me and as I lay there taking it there was nothing I could do about it. This is what I deserved! I’d rather do some Dirty phone talk instead of having my ass beat, be forced to clean the toilet with my tongue and be forced to also clean my shit off of their cocks. I am kept drugged up, I am kept being used and put in my place. He broke me, he showed me what I really am, he brought all my self-loathing to the surface and now all I crave is more junk in my veins, and more bruises on my flesh. Just like I’ve said before, this is what forever I say in my head. Over and over I repeat this to myself this is my life this is my karma. He is using his shoelaces to choke me now, I fade in and out of consciousness, I feel so weak, so worthless, so fucking powerless. I feel like a trash junky whore, and I am if you think about it.


Dirty talking women like me get in trouble everywhere they go. I have been taking tennis lessons for a while, and I have been so attracted to the new instructor. My husband lets me do whatever I want, and I get to shop and spend time being a hot housewife. I get bored, so I take lessons and go out and buy and spend his money. I love that he earns it and I get to spend it as I want. My cunt craves new cock, and I like to cheat on him every chance I get. My asshole and cunny get a new visitor every week. This week I got to fuck the instructor. I liked that he was a college hottie and had sexy athletic physic. My cunt was aching to get him deep inside me. After a few rounds, I invited him over to my house for some water and a snack. To no surprise, I got my hands on him and started to tease him like the whore I am. I felt so good knowing I could get away with cheating on my husband and fucking my young hot tennis coach.
I couldn’t believe my eyes the young stud had a big cock and it was all mines. Yummy I had to suck him off and taste all the precum. My asshole was needing to be pounded. I was on all fours, and I heard someone come in, but I didn’t want to stop. I was cheating, and I was being caught red-handed. I wasn’t going to let that cum go to waste. Regardless this was all I thought about during hot phonesex, and I was happy it was becoming a reality with the tennis cutie.

Dirty talking women like me are not always nice, sometimes we are mean as fuck and as for me… well, I am pretty much always mean. Why should I be nice to little sissy bitches or cucky boys with tiny little dicks? It’s not like they do anything for me. Like Bernard for instance, he is a little sissy boy with a tiny little clitty and an appetite for big cocks and I am never nice to him. He keeps coming back for more tho, he is a total glutton for punishment. Last night I was very harsh with him because he woke me up. He was supposed to be out searching for big black dicks to suck and instead he called me non stop until I finally picked up and he said that he couldn’t find any! Can you believe that nonsense? As if he couldn’t find a cock to suck, men are always wanting their dick sucked! I was so pissed that he woke me that I went on a rampage and now he is one sad sissy sitting in a coke dealers house sucking dick for $5 a pop. He can’t leave till he pays me $500 so he will be sucking dick for a while!

Master says Dirty Talking Women is what the phone sex industry needs. He allows me to work at WBMT because it is a no taboo site. He loves listening to the nasty evil fantasies I play out with these men. Master sits next to me stroking his cock listening to every word I say. He knows I am enjoying myself way too much he sees the way I am thrusting my dildo in and out of my cunt totally getting off to the man on the other end of the phone. When I hang up the phone Master reenacts the scene with me. This one scene I had a few months ago got Master really excited. He hung me upside down hog tying my body. Every time I tried to wiggle I only made the ropes tighter against my flesh. Just like the caller described it Master did it. He took a cattle prod and was zapping my tits and cunt sending my body into convulsions. The ropes were now cutting my flesh they were so freaking tight. The caller wanted to hear me scream and so did Master. Master’s cock was out and it was rock hard I mean the hardest I have ever seen Master. He was loving this scene and so was I. Over the phone was hot but doing it in real time was over the fucking moon. My orgasm made me pass out they were so freaking good. Master lowered the rope so my mouth was level with his dick. He shoved my mouth on his dick and the cattle prod in my ass. “Suck bitch!” I could hear him saying and I did. As I sucked he fucked my ass hard. I lost all bowel movement and made a shitty mess of the cattle prod. And just like the caller Master shoved that cattle prod in my mouth to clean up my shit mess I made. I can’t wait for my next Dirty phone talk to play out in real time.
