junkie whores life

some people have a different life than the rest of us. Every day was almost the same for her, get high, get fucked,,,a lot and , and ,,,,well that's about it

The apartment door slammed open again, and she froze in the hallway shadows. Another stranger, this time a thick-shouldered man in a leather jacket, pushed her mom against the kitchen counter. He yanked her skirt up, shoved his cock straight into her pussy without a word, and started pounding her right there. Her mom moaned loud, gripping the edge while her ass slapped against his hips with every thrust. The wet sounds of his cock sliding in and out filled the small space, and she watched every second from the cracked bedroom door.

She told herself she would never end up like that. She had plans, real ones. She was going to finish school, get a steady job, and keep her body to herself until it meant something. No random men. No desperate fucking just to pay rent. She was going to have it all figured out.

But the men kept coming. Different ones every week. Some stayed five minutes, some stayed an hour. They fucked her mom on the couch, in the bathroom, bent over the washing machine. One guy lifted her mom onto the table and drilled her pussy so hard the legs scraped across the floor. Another made her kneel and swallow his load while he held her hair. She saw it all, and every time she promised herself she would be different.

Years later the same door opened, but now it was her turn. Three men waited in the living room, already stroking their cocks. She was on her knees in the middle of them, mouth stretched around the first thick shaft while the second man pushed two fingers deep into her dripping pussy from behind. The third slapped his cock against her cheek, smearing precum across her skin before she turned and took him next.

She had sworn she would never be like her mom, yet here she was taking three at once. One man grabbed her hips and slammed his cock into her ass while another fucked her pussy, stretching both holes at the same time. The third kept her mouth busy, thrusting down her throat until spit ran down her chin and onto her tits. They used her harder than any of the men had ever used her mom. They came inside her, on her face, across her back, and she kept begging for more even as cum leaked out of her and pooled on the floor.

She had it all worked out once. Now she was way worse.