Best phone sex is the absolute wildest and nastiest fucking is when you’re passed out and can’t even remember the damn things that are happening to you.

I mean, I know some of you prudes out there might think that’s sick, that’s crossing some line, but fuck that!

I just want to party and get fucked!

Just the other night, I was at some party, getting wrecked out of my skull, as usual. I must’ve downed a good half-dozen pills followed by way too many shots of cheap tequila.

So then the next thing I knew, I was face-down on the couch, totally out cold, with no clue what was going on. And these motherfuckers had a time fucking me in every fucking way they could fit their cocks!

When I finally came to, I was in the midst of a full-on gangbang, with not one, not two, but three different dudes taking turns pounding me into the cushions.

As the strangers continued to plow me, spilling their seed deep inside, I actually found myself moaning and writhing, urging them deeper, harder, faster. I may have been too stoned to remember their faces or their names, but by God, I remember every minute of that mind-blowing, certifiably filthy Nasty freak fuck fest.