Teen whore Tiffany, that’s what they all called me in school the other day. It doesn’t bother me to be called a whore though, after all I kinda am a whore! *giggles* I can’t help it, I am absolutely addicted to dick! I crave it so I make sure I go out and get me some, if people at school don’t like it, I just don’t care. The ones that call me names in public are the ones jerking their dicks while thinking of me in private anyway yanno? Plus half of my teachers have already fucked me and the other half want to so I don’t care what anyone else has to say I will keep on getting straight A’s and keep on fucking my way through school. I can’t say I’m surprised that they are all talking about me now though, after all, I fucked Mr Ross on his desk yesterday and the whole class walked in on me. I was bent over his desk and he was fucking me doggy style when they walked in and you know what? We didn’t stop! It had gone way too far for us to stop, we had to cum! Oh well let them talk, I’m gonna be a whore forever!
Category: Sex with young girls
Party Girl Phone Sex With Pepper
The year is almost at an end and I’ve been a bad girl. I’ve done so much party girl phone sex my twat is raw. I’ve sucked and fucked so many and this year I think I hit the jackpot with a new record. I just can’t seem to get enough. I invite guys to my place and let them tell me their naughtiest thoughts. Being the slutty kinky whore I am, I help bring their naughty thoughts to reality. With every encounter I can’t help but to spread my legs and start fumbling with my sweet clit. It becomes so sensitive I can’t touch it directly.
So I gently massage around it, making it swell. I let it gradually build, making me burst into an exemplary orgasm. Earlier I got together with my neighbor. Tonight he wanted to try something new. He explained he wanted the year to go out with a bang. He’d been watching me all summer and never had the nerve to talk with me. I looked at him, watching the bulge in his pants rise as he is ogling my perfect tits. I tell him so what do you have in mind. His eye brow raised up as I smiled and whispered, “I want to see how many times you can fuck my wet holes.” We went to his apartment and just as he got me in the door our bodies collided. He lifted me up, pulled my panties to the side and began fucking my pussy. He started mumbling and breathing so hard, “You’re such a slut you aren’t even tight anymore! You must have been a bad fucking whore to get fucked so much.” He drops me and demands I get on my knees and do what is expected of me. I grab his dick and start licking it with rhythm and pressure. I feel the pulsating of his cock and now the cum is rising. I’m about to get a mouth full as he pumps his yummy juices all over my pretty little face. He demands I continue sucking him because since my pussy is so lose he must fuck my scrumptious ass. It took no time to get him hard again as soon as it was hard enough he bent me over the couch spit on his dick and fucked my sweet hole. For hours he fucked me hard. I love so being a fucking whore so very much. I can’t wait till it is your turn.
Hot Teen Slut Summer at Your Service
I’m a hot teen slut. Every man’s wet dream. So, it is no surprise that my professors are always finding creative ways for me to earn extra credit. I am not dumb. I just prefer to have fun while in school than have my noise crammed in a text book 24/7. But I need a B average to maintain my scholarship. One of my professors said he would ensure I got an A in his class if I cleaned his office weekly in a sexy little French maid’s outfit. Just had to be after hours as not to get caught. My school has a policy against student teacher fraternization, but I didn’t care. I would suck all my teachers off 3xs a day if I didn’t have to study for a test ever again.
I showed up in my outfit late last night and he greeted me with a smile. I dusted one shelf and his cock was rock hard and out of his pants. Pretty dang big too. The site of that rod made me wet. Reminded me of Daddy’s hard cock. I fell to my knees to suck him off. I actually struggled getting it all in my mouth at once. Gagged a bit. I rarely gag too. He grabbed the back of my head and started skull fucking me. Soon I had a load of hot educated jizz on my face. Smart men taste better!
This is gonna be a sweet gig. Suck a nice cock in a sexy little outfit and never have to study for an exam in my hardest class again. A hot teen slut like me as far better things to do than study anyways. Like sucking cock and getting fucked in my sweet tight holes.
Two Generations of Blowjob Queens
Cocksucking phone sex is better with two girls. Especially a mommy daughter type duo. Now, Charlie is not my biological daughter, but she feels like family. I have known her since she was an ankle biter. She is a neighborhood girl who needed the extra attention of an a p mommy like me to become the little whore she is today. I taught Charlie how to suck cock. She was always at my house as a school girl. She walked in on me blowing my youngest one day after they came home from school. She was a bold little girl. Told me she does the same thing for her Daddy only she does it better.
No way Charlie was a better cocksucker than I was. I had been sucking dick longer than she had been alive. I am a good mommy, I let Charlie suck my son’s cock so he could decide. I watched her swallow his shaft, take her hand up and down until he pumped a load in her mouth. She was all proud with his jizz on her face. I kissed her, licked it up; then called in my middle boy for round two. I had to show Charlie how it was really done.
I told her that most guys will think any head feels good, even bad head. I pointed out where she could improve. Two hands, for example, are always better than one. Use both hands to crank that shaft. And twist your hands. The feel of two hands tightly gripped on a cock moving in unison up and down drives a man wild. Also, twist the mouth, don’t just bob up and down. Variety of sensations drives the boys wild. I suggested she spit on his dick too, make it extra wet. Added to never forget the balls. Informed her she can take them in her mouth gently, nibble on them, role them in her hand, just never neglect them.
I explained the art of a rim job. I demonstrated with my other son. Pulled his ass cheeks apart, licked his taint, then flicked my tongue all around his anus. She saw his reaction. I even dipped my middle finger in my wet cunt and slid it in his ass to show her how to really drive a man wild. Charlie was all wide eyed in amazement that I could actually teach her a thing or two. She gave my son an amazing blowjob incorporating a few techniques I showed her. I stroked her hair, told her what a good girl she was as she made my boy cum in her mouth. She said she was going to practice on her daddy when he got home from work.
Over the years I taught that hot little twat even more tricks. So, Charlie feels like a daughter to me. I ‘m so proud of the little teen whore she has become. In fact, her daddy often calls me just to say thanks for turning her into the best blowjob queen around. He thinks I need to start a charm school of sorts, Mommy Sammy’s School for Future Blowjob Queens. I kind of like how that sounds
What’s A Bad Girl To Do?
You all know how bad I am year in and year out, so when it comes to Christmas I have to be creative so that Santa doesn’t forget about me. I am sure that I am the number one person on the infamous Naughty List. Yeah I know I should do a better job of trying to be good, but I honestly don’t want to be. There are other ways to get those toys from Santa’s sack than being a good girl. I learned that when I was much younger.
One year I had an incident in school where I ended up becoming suspended. It seriously sucked because it was right before Christmas break. My Parents were not happy at all, and my Mom told me that I was getting nothing from Santa because of what I did. I was really upset. Anybody at that age, hearing those words would be. I cried so much! I kept asking my parents what I could do to get back in Santa’s good graces. My Mom said, “Nothing!” and not to talk about it again. I was heartbroken. I watched as my Mom wrapped up all my bother and sister’s presents and put them under the tree.
While she was downstairs reading the Night Before Christmas to them I was stuck in my room because I was grounded. My Dad came in to see how I was doing. I told him I was sorry again and asked if I could please have just one present. He told me that my Mom was the boss, so it looked like I blew it this year. I told my Daddy I would do anything to get presents. He didn’t say anything for awhile then told me he would see what he could do.
The next day Dad took all of us to his office party, it was the day before Christmas Eve and I was running out of time quickly. When it came time for Santa to arrive I was so happy. I thought that maybe if my parents weren’t getting me anything, that if I confessed to Santa and told him I was sorry that maybe, just maybe he actually existed and would stop by the house. I waited for my turn and climbed up on his lap. I whispered my confession in his ear and he told me that he would talk to me after he was done.
It seemed like it took forever for him to finish up. Then he walked over to my Dad and Mom and they laughed at what he was saying, but he came over and held my hand as we walked into my Dad’s Boss’s office. He sat down on the sofa and told me to sit with him. I did and then he said if I could keep a secret about what he was going to do that I would get presents! I was so excited but didn’t understand why I couldn’t tell anyone. He told me that if all naughty girls and boys found out there was a way to get off the naughty list once it was made that he wouldn’t have time to deliver presents. I thought that was very logical so I agreed. It turned out that I had to let Santa put his cock inside me while he huffed and puffed away until he came, and then suck on it until he came again.
Christmas came and I ran downstairs. There were NO presents under the tree for me at all. I felt so terrible! My Dad told me to open up the door. I did and there were so many presents with my name on them! It was a god damned Christmas Miracle. My Dad told me that he doesn’t know what I said to Santa but it worked!