Meth Whore part 1

Sara, a 43 year old married mother gets addicted to meth. When she looses her job and her husband blocks the bank cards, she ends up having to trade her body.

It was a bitter cold winter night and despite the fact that she was wearing a thick coat, Sara was freezing. Yet despite the cold, she had been standing outside the apartment for almost ten minutes, debating in her own head if she should ring the door bell or not. Her mind told her not to, to just leave and go home to her husband and kids, but the urge was overwhelming and so despite her better judgement she rang the door bell once.

Part of her hoped that nobody was home, then she would have no choice but to go back to her own home, but the mere thought of that made her stomach turn, feeling dread at the prospect. But she heard movement from inside the flat and soon someone was at the door, unbolting one lock after another. Then the door was opened.

"Sarah" The man said as he slowly opened the door. "Cant say I was expecting it to be you, but come on in, its freezing outside."

At that Mark stood to the side to let the woman enter and after only a fleeting hesitation she stepped into his apartment.

"Go on in and take a seat, I will be with you in a minute" he said as he began to relock the door, one bolt after another.

Sarah entered the sitting room and removed her coat as it was extremely warm inside and placing it on a hook behind the door she went over and took a seat.

Marks apartment wasn't dirty, but it was a mess and anyone who saw it would be able to tell that a young single man lived here. There were papers and books strewn all over the place and some cloths piled on the sofa. And while the apartment did seem to have a lot of the latest gadgets, it was very sparsely furnished and didn't in any way feel homely like Saras own house did. As Sara remembered her own home she felt extremely guilty, she had snuck out several hours ago and she knew that her husband Gus would be worried sick and looking for her right now. All she had to do however was get what she came for and she could go home, this would be the last time, she promised herself.

"So what can I do for you" Mark said as he entered the room and took a seat on the sofa at the other side of the room. Of course he knew exactly why Sara was here.

"I... I need a fix Mark" the woman said, looking at him with desperation. "I feel horrible, just need a little bit".

"How much do you need?"

"What ever you can spare" the woman said. She took a deep breath and decided to just be straight with him "You see its just that I don't have any money with me at the moment, my husband blocked the bank cards, but I'm good for it".

Mark shook his head and tutted. Another fucking junky coming asking for drugs on credit, it just wasn't going to happen. If he gave her drugs he would never see her again or the money she claimed to be good for. Mark knew all too well that drug addicts could never ever be trusted and this one was no different. Of course she wasn't the average addict, but Mark surely wasn't going to be fooled by looks. As he had sold to Sara a few times in the past, he had looked a little into her background as she seemed different and he liked to know who he was dealing to. She was 43 years of age, married with 2 kids and until recently had led a normal suburban soccer mom life. From what he heard, she never even touched drugs until about 6 months previous when she decided to try meth "just once". That "Just once" quickly became a habit and then an addiction and in only 6 months she had lost her job, most of her friends and her marriage was on the ropes. "What a fucking mess" Mark thought, drugs were a fools game and even though he sold them, he had never once in tried them and never intended to. He had seen what they done to people, however the money was good and at only 24 years of age he was now quite well off because of the drug trade, plus it had other benefits.

"I'm really sorry Sara, no can do. I never give on credit, why don't you try one of the other dealers they might."

"Please" she begged "I already asked the others and they all said no. please Mark."

Mark felt some sympathy for the woman, she was about his own moms age and probably never intended to be like this, but business was business.

"Look Sara" he said, letting out a sigh "No is no, best you go home to your husband and kids and forget this shit, drugs fuck people life up. Get some help, go to rehab, just fucking quit"

Sara was starting to panic, she really needed some meth, just once more and then she could sort her life out. "Please Mark, what if I do something in return" she said looking at him with pleading eyes.

"Like what?"

"I don't know, clean your house. Sell some drugs for you, anything,"

The bitch was starting to get on Marks nerves, he didn't need his house cleaned and he certainly wouldn't be getting her to sell for him, so he decided to make her an offer that he was sure she would turn down and hopefully make her leave.

"How about a blowjob then?" he asked.

Mark had fucked plenty of junkie whores in exchange for drugs and he wasn't ashamed of it, in fact that was one of the benefits of being a dealer, but he was sure this 43 year old mother of two was not going to take him up on the offer.

Sara didn't reply and an awkward silence filled the room. Mark was a little surprised that she hadn't stormed out and that she actually seemed to be considering the offer. "what a whore" he thought to himself "She has a good husband at home and here she is considering sucking my cock for some meth". At that he lost any respect he had for the woman and his hardening cock meant he now hoped she took him up on his offer so that he could teach the cunt a lesson she wouldn't forget.

"So what's it to be Sara?" he asked, "are you gonna suck my cock or are you going to leave. your choice".

"Please" the woman whispered, tears starting to flow down her cheeks. "Please don't make me". Sara had heard of other girls who had traded sex for drugs and she always felt disgusted at the mere thought and had been sure she would never do it, yet here she was. As she sat thinking of her situation she looked at Mark, he wasn't a bad looking guy, but he was ever so young, her own daughter was only 3 years younger than him. And how could she cheat on Gus, she knew she was a bad wife for doing meth, but she had never once until now cheated and despite how horny the drug made her, she always had been faithful.

"I cant" she said.

But she remained sitting in the chair, eyes down, tears streaming down her cheek. Marks cock was now rock hard and he was closely examining the sobbing woman sitting opposite him. For 43 years of age, Sara was quite hot, she was short, only about 5ft 4, with brown hair which reached just past her shoulders. She has a nice smile and nice cheekbones. She was quite shapely and while her tits were not that big, her ass seemed nice and round. She hadn't been addicted to drugs long enough for it to have taken much of a toll on her appearance.

"Sara" Mark said in a loud commanding voice. "Come sit beside me"

The woman let out a sob, but she slowly got up of the chair and made her way across the room, before sitting meekly on the sofa beside Mark. Mark could see her physically shaking and she just stared at the floor in front of her.

Mark placed his hand on the side of her face and she jerked, but stopped herself and tried to remain still. "Please" she just said.

Mark didn't give a fuck anymore, he was going to use this whore and enjoy it and the fact that she seemed to be hating it only turned him on more.

"So your gonna such my cock Sara?" he asked.

Sara tried to take some deep breaths, she knew this was going to happen so best just get it over with. "Yes" she said, "Ok".

"Good girl"

"But please" she said turning to face him, "let me use the meth first, please." If she could use her meth then at least it wouldn't feel as horrible, she could blank it out.

Mark considered this, if she used first she would definitely be a better fuck, bitches on meth were notorious for kinky sex, but the nasty part of him wanted her to hate what he was doing, wanted her to cry, to feel used, to hate him for making her do it.

"Sorry" he eventually said, "Make me cum first then you get it, ok"

She just nodded her head in defeat.

Mark reached down and unbuttoned his jeans, then he stood up and pulled them and his boxers down to his knees, before sitting back down with his hard cock exposed. And while Sara tried not to stare, she couldn't help notice that it was actually quite big, certainly bigger than her husbands 5 inch one, whose was the only cock she had even sucked or fucked before. She felt so ashamed to be sitting here alone with this boy, about to suck him off, while she was sure her husband was right at this moment out looking for her.

Mark was horny as fuck and didn't want to wait any longer, so he held his cock in one hand and putting his other around the back of the woman's head, he roughly pulled her down towards his cock. "suck that dick you bitch" he said, as he did so.

Sara started to panic and for a moment she felt to run out, but what she instead done was open her mouth and let the mans cock enter it. She rarely ever gave her husband Gus a blowjob as she didn't enjoy it, maybe only once or twice a year, and so she felt difficult to take all of Marks cock. Mark on the other hand didn't really give a fuck and so he shoved the sluts head down as he jammed himself into her mouth, causing her to gag.

"Yeah that's it you cock sucking bitch, gag on it, oh fuck yeah"

Sara was gagging and fighting not to vomit. She was also starting to panic as the dealer was being extremely rough with her and was more or less fucking her mouth. "aaarrrhh, aaaaaaah, rrrrrrgg" she choaked as she tried to adjust herself to be able to suck him properly, fighting to take a breath as he roughly throat fucked her.

They struggled like this for a little while and then Mark let go of her head and let her relax. "Don't stop bitch" he said "or else I will face fuck you again, you just suck that cock like the cheap whore you are, go on."

Sara sucked his cock while she gripped its base with her hand, she started moving her head up and down and jerked it at the same time. She fucking hated this and hated this little bastard treating her like this and speaking in such a filthy way to her, but she knew that the best option was to give the best head she possibly could and finish him off, so that she could get her meth and get out of here.

"Oh fuck, that feels so good" Mark moaned as the older woman sucked him off. "Suck the balls, go on" he encouraged.

Sara obeyed and letting his cock drop from her mouth she moved down and started licking around the base, then down around his balls. As she done so she started moaning a little, pretending to enjoy it and hoping this would please Mark. After sucking and licking his balls for a few minutes she moved back up and again took his cock into her mouth. Sara estimated the boys cock was a good 8 inches and quite thick and she was surprised she was now taking it all in her mouth without much struggle.

As the married cunt continued sucking Marks cock he was rubbing her back and groping her tits through her t shirt. He was really enjoying this, especially as the junky whore was hating it. Mark let out a laugh, "what a fucking great life" he thought to himself.

For the next few minutes Sara sucked the dick while mark verbally abused her and groped her until eventually he felt his balls starting to get heavy and he knew he would cum soon.

"Get up" he said roughly grabbing the woman by the hair and pulling her off his cock, causing her to scream. "that's enough".

Pushing Sara to the side, Mark stood up and started taking his jeans off. "Ok, get your trousers down to I fuck you" he said.

"wh--what?" Sara mumbled in shock "No, no fucking way, that wasn't the deal."

"Deals changed" Mark snapped at her "If you want your shit then get your cunt out or else get to fuck out of here."

Sara felt sick and wanted to cry, but she didn't want to let this bastard see her crying again. And at the end of the day she didn't have much choice, she felt shit and really needed a hit soon. So reluctantly she stood up and as the perverted drug dealer stood staring at her and stroking his cock, the woman unbuttoned her jeans.

"Hurry up Sara" Mark demanded " Just pull them down round your knees and bend over the sofa, I wont take long".

So Sara pulled her jeans around her knees, followed by her black panties.

"Look at that cunt you dirty bitch" Mark applauded as the panties came down revealing her shaved cunt. "Your one nasty bitch, shaven totally bald."

Sara felt really pissed that this young guy was talking to her in such a manner, she always kept herself shaved down there for purely hygiene purposes, yet he was making it out like she was some cheap slut.

Turning around she slowly got down on her knees and bent forward on the sofa, her panties and jeans around her knees and her ass and cunt on display. She had never in her life imagined she would fall so low as to do this, but at the same time all she was thinking about was getting it over so that she got her prize.

"Have you a condom?" she asked.

"I rather bare back"

"No. No way, either get a condom or I am leaving" she snapped, not sure if she could actually leave or not if he refused.

But thankfully he agreed, "Ok wait there" he said as he went to a drawer and took out a condom and as Sara watched he opened it and stretched it out around his big fat cock.

Mark wasted no time. After he put the condom on, he immediately got down on his knees behind the druggie bitch and started rubbing his cock up and down her cunt. It felt so fucking good and while he had fucked lots of junkies, Sara, despite her age, was definitely one of the hottest ones. Her cunt however wasn't very wet and so Mark spat on his hand before wiping the spit around the top of his condom covered cock before placing it back at her fuck hole and slowly but forcefully pushing into her.

"Oh Fuck that feels so good" He said as his dick was swallowed up by her cunt "How does it feel for you slut?"

Sara didn't reply, but she just let out a small groan, not from pleasure but from the fact that this was the biggest thing that had ever been shoved up her pussy and she felt full.

"That's a tight fucking pussy, your husband must fuck this every day" Mark said as he pulled his cock out before pushing it slowly back in.

Sara hated that he was mentioning her husband, she wanted to forget that she was committing adultery in exchange for drugs, but the more she tried, the more her husbands face kept coming to mind.

"Fucking slut" Mark Snarled as he began to pick up his pace, fucking the woman quite hard now "take that cock you nasty whore, giving it up for some drugs, what a cunt, ohhhhhhh fuck"

"mmmmmmpppppfffff, arrrrrgh, ohhhh" Sara moaned as she got pounded by the young man, she had never been fucked like this in her life and even though she was hating it she could still feel her pussy betraying her and getting wet and this was so humiliating.

"fuck, fuck you cunt" Mark shouted pounding the worthless whore, using her as a cum rag to pleasure himself. Sara just lay there taking it, moaning from time to time, but determined to show no emotion.

Then suddenly mark pulled his cock out of her, quickly removed the condom, threw it on the sofa beside her face and before she realised, he plowed back into her.

"what to fuck" She screamed, struggling to get up "Get to fuck off me, I said no, fucking get off me".

But Mark was much stronger and was able to pin her down as he continued to plow her unprotected pussy with his big cock.

"Take it you bitch, I'm gonna dump my cum inside you and send you home to your husband with it leaking out of you, fuck yes you dirty fucking whore"

Mark was now fucking the bitch for all he was worth and the fact that she was fighting back and struggling just made it feel much better.

"Oh yes I'm gonna cum" he shouted as once again he felt the cum building up in his balls "here it comes"

"get off me, please, Mark, don't........" Sara pleaded

"Ooohhhhhh Fuccccck" he exclaimed as he suddenly erupted and started pumping his spunk into the slut "take that you slut, fuck yes, oh,...."

Sara stopped struggling, she felt his sperm flood her pussy so it was too late, so the woman just lay there dazed as Mark finished pumping her full of his spunk. After he had his way, he lay on top of her like that for a minute or so catching his breath and then suddenly stood up and as he did so his now semi flaccid cock popped out of her pussy, causing a trail of sperm to pour out and run down her thigh.

Sara was broken. She hated Mark so much, she hated herself so much, she wanted to fucking die, she deserved to die.

But just then something was thrown on the sofa beside her - a shard of Meth. Suddenly she became excited and standing up she pulled up her panties and jeans, not even pausing to button them up and she grabbed the meth and sat down. Taking her handbag she got out her pipe, fixed up the meth and started smoking it.

Then bang, it hit her, that feeling, there was no better feeling in the whole world. Sara laughed as she smoked and thought to herself that maybe tonight wasn't as bad as she first thought, she got what she wanted and so did Mark, they were both happy. She really didn't hate him, he helped her out. And then that horny feeling started coming over her like it always did when she smoked and while in the past she fought it, she now just let it take over her. "Yes I'm a whore" she thought to herself "I dirty meth whore".

Mark set across the room from her, staring at her. What a fucking waster he thought, he could tell that the dumb bitch was getting horny by the way she was licking her lips and staring at him, but he sure as hell wouldn't be getting hard again any time soon. Of course that didn't mean he couldn't have some fun with her though.

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