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Evil phone sex is the bloodiest.

evil phone sexI knew from the way he looked at me that he was pure evil, the epitome of evil phone sex. Still, I knew he had the good drugs and I couldn’t resist. He watched me warily as I approached him in the parking lot. He was an unattractive man with a reputation as having a huge cock and lots of money. “Excuse me, sir. I’m looking for something special to help me celebrate tonight.” His gold grille flashed as his evil mind ticked. “Please step inside of my limo and let’s talk.” But I was so naive. As soon as I sat down, I felt his hands around my throat. “Damn trashy drug whore. Why you bother me?” he hissed.He flicked his knife out and cut my bra, exposing my huge tits. “Nasty.” he grumbled as he slashed his blade across them. The blood spurted all over his pretty limo. This really enraged him and he let loose with a barrage of punches. My neck snapped back with the impact as my nose shattered and my eye sockets crunched. I felt a tooth fall into my cleavage. He pulled out his cock and began to jerk it, obviously pleased with the damage he had done. ” Here’s your something special, whore.” He motioned to two of his men. “Give her a double and dump her.” I saw the flash of a needle as something was injected into my neck. I began to foam at the mouth as they shoved me from the limo. I landed right in the middle of hell in the homeless district as the dirty bums surrounded me with grins on their faces. Out of my good eye I saw cocks being pulled out as I lost consciousness. The coma took me before I knew how many men were to violate my half dead carcass that night, spewing diseased cum into my drug ravaged body. Such is the life of a druggie slut.


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Snuff phone sex in the park

snuff phone sexI’d had a very nice day at the park doing drugs and panhandling. I’d even crashed a few parties and been offered a few drinks. I was feeling no pain as I staggered through the grass. I had no clue that I was being watched until it was too late. A group of homeless men living in the shadows of the park were like silent predators, seeing my small, drugged body as the perfect sexual target. They were on me like wolves, beating me unconscious and pulling me into the netherworld of the forest.

I could barely open my battered eye sockets. I tasted the blood on my lips. A dozen of them stood around me. I could feel my ravaged pussy now as yet another one of them climbed on top of me. His foul breath came in gasps as he pumped me viciously with a rock hard cock. Another feral creature stepped forward and grunted, trying to get his nasty stick into my ass at the same time. I whimpered and they knew I was alive. A third one grabbed me by the air, pulling me upward to his giant cock and plunged it into my throat. He used it like a weapon, asphyxiating me, as I wheezed for air. This seemed to inflame them and I was surrounded by horny animals, all wanting to use and abuse me. I felt the world going dark around me as he rammed my windpipe over and over with his oversize meat stick. Even in my drugged state, I knew I was dying. My soul seemed to leave my body and I found myself hovering over it, watching these monsters continue to fuck my dead carcass. Despite it all, I felt my pussy begin to twitch in orgasm. It was one bad drug trip…or was I really dead?


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Late night domination phone sex and ass pounding

domination phone sexWhoa. Make this train wreck stop. Getting fucked in the ass with an 11 inch cock was not part of my work agenda tonight!!!  It was slow at the cafe and I’d blown enough johns to cover my bills. Me and the girls were having coffee when he walked in. Talk, black, and buff, he exuded that blatant sexuality that drives women wild. The bulge in his spandex pants told the whole story. He walked right back to the condom display and deliberately dropped a box of Magnums into his bag. I approached him, asking him to pay for them. “You gotta pay, sweetheart, or I’ll get them taken out of my check. I sure aint buying no Mags if I don’t even get to see that cock that’s gonna fill it.” He flashed a gold grille and whispered, “Follow me.” Curious, I did. He was parked in the darkness at the back of the lot. I smelled the joint that he fired up and licked my lips. He handed it to me and I sucked deeply. Suddenly, that shit just hit me. Whatever it was laced with made my pussy like lava. The big nigga smiled as he spun me around, planting me facedown on his caddy. He banged my face into the hood a few times. My skirt was yanked up and I could feel his giant dick sans condom, of course, pushing urgently at my backdoor. I screamed into the darkness as he rammed my pooper, deep and hard. He laughed an evil laugh as I screamed for my god to save me. He was grunting and lifting my hips with every thrust. tearing chunks of hair from my head.  I was begging now, despite the pain, as I felt his cum bubble up in my guts. He grinned like crazy as he handed me back the stolen scum sacs. I could barely walk back into the cafe as he drove off.  Nice play, nigga. Nice play!!!

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Rape phone sex fantasies on Cinco de Mayo.

rape phone sex fantasiesI don’t why they targeted me. Maybe they had been out celebrating Cinco de Mayo and had too much tequila. I was just at my dealer’s to pick up some blow. I heard them whistle as I came down the steps. There was a lot of whispering in Spanish and I was grabbed from behind. I could smell the muskiness and stench of unwashed flesh as they dragged me into the alley. A punch to the head rendered me almost unconscious. There were at least 8 of them and they pulled out their cocks. Dark gangsta types with saggy pants and no concern for the law, they just wanted white pussy. My skirt was pushed up and my panties were ripped off as they pulled out huge cocks. The biggest one was on me like a starving mongrel shoving 12 inches into my dry hole. I try to scream but my panties were stuffed into my mouth. He was fucking me piston style, but flipped over suddenly, making me ride on top. He grabbed me by the hair and yanked me forward, exposing my tight little asshole to them. “Fuck, yes.” I heard one of them say and I felt his massive cock against my pucker hole. I bucked and tried to escape but that inflamed them more. My ass ripped as he stuffed me full of beaner cock. The blood lubricated it and I could feel it running down my legs. They double penetrated me for at least 15 minutes before filling me with jungle juice. The lesser gang members then got the sloppy seconds. The last one was a violent fuck. He held a knife to my throat and threatened to kill me. With each stroke he hit me. I felt like a pinata. I felt my nose break, my lips bust open, and my eye swelling shut as he pounded me into the pavement. Before they left, they all kicked me and spit on my prone body.

As I came to, all I was worried about was my drugs. I found the baggie stuffed into my bra and stuck to my tits. That’s all I cared about, just the drugs. As I struggled to my feet, all I could think about was getting home and getting wasted. That’s just the life of a druggie whore. Happy Cinco de Mayo.

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Alien Impregnation

fantasy phone sexI was walking home from the club after a fight with my dealer. I was a wreck and needed some shit bad. I had the shakes and I felt queasy. Then my damn heel broke and I fell on my face and hit my head. When I looked up, there was a bright light. A large vehicle was in front of me and a dark shadow came out. Wracked with pain, I asked if he had any drugs. He laughed and took my arm. I was led aboard this fucked up place filled with men. Not ordinary men. Bald, scrawny men. They all moved to touch my giant tits and probe my pussy. The leader screeched at them in a foreign language, making them know that I was his. In his quarters, he turned to me and showed me a giant penis. It was fucking huge. “Drugs.” I begged. He seemed to understand and injected me with something that burned like fire. I felt like I was on the edge of a massive orgasm. He pushed me to the pallet, climbing on top of me, forcing his monster cock into me. I felt my pussy tear but there was no pain. Then he bit me on the tit, his fangs sinking into my flesh. I felt my skin melt and I became a fuck machine. I rode my alien lover in every position as he squealed and dumped loads of cosmic ooze into my slit. Afterward, he injected me again and blackness took me.

I woke up on a grassy knoll. I wondered how long I’d been out and if it had been a hallucination. In my hand was a bag of sci-fi looking injectors like my captor had used. As I struggled to my feet, I felt something move inside of me, like the kicking of the unborn. Had I been used as a breeder for the alien race or was it just the drugs taking their toll.

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Hot Pocket Lunch Surprise

taboo phone sexNever fall for the Alabama Hot Pocket trick unless you like nasty sex. Being the victim that I am , I couldn’t say no. To be honest, I had no idea what a Hot Pocket was, but it sounded yummy. Oh, man, I was about to find out the truth.

He got me nice and fucked up first. I sucked his cock and licked his asshole. He was really getting into my rim job. He was so excited that his cock looked like it was gonna burst. His asshole puckered and winked. He pulled away and squatted right over my pussy. “Spread those whore legs wide.” he moaned. “Now open that pussy for Daddy.” I pulled my thick lips apart showing him the pink. I could barely wait for that thick cock. But he didn’t slide me the sausage. Instead he grunted loudly and pushed a gooey shit log out of his stinkhole, letting it drop into my spread cunt. I squealed with disgust and he laughed. “Come on. You’re gonna love this. You’re my dirty whore.”

With a long stroke, he rammed his cock into my pudding filled delight, squishing it out on both sides of his cock. I felt it oozing down the crack of my ass as the drugs kicked in. We were fucking hard, flinging shit everywhere. Just as he was ready to blow his load, he pulled out, rubbing his shitty dick all over my face. Every Hot Pocket has that creamy, cheesy filling, you know. Grabbing my hair, he pushed his foul penis into my mouth and exploded a feces filled froth inside. “Lunch is served, bitch.” he yelled. All I could do was gulp as I tried not to puke.

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Pinocchio and my Tell-a-Lie Day fucking.

fantasy phone sexI’d been on a drug trip for about 3 days, determined to blow every dime of my income tax refund. I was totally fucked up and on the verge of collapse. Men had come and gone, beating and abusing me. I loved it but my body was wrecked. Busted lip, concussion, and a chipped tooth. The blow to my head had rendered me unconscious. I had no idea it was Tell-a-Lie Day when I slipped into a comatose state.

I was dreaming that I was a cartoon, surrounded by figures from my younger years. One of them was Pinocchio. I had him between my legs and he was driving his wooden cock-nose into me. I had already cum twice but I wanted more. “Tell me a lie, Pinocchio. I need more cock.” He was a total fuck machine who couldn’t get enough of my ass and pussy.

He pulled out some coke and forced my face down into it.  I snorted deeply and my pussy started throbbing. He kicked me in the face and I laughed. This toy fucker was my dream man. I called him a pussy and he began to lie. With each lie, his cock got bigger and bigger until it was like a baseball bat. He violated me hard with it, ripping my pussy clear to my asshole. Still, I laughed as the drugs made me feel no pain. He put his wooden hands around my throat and began to throttle me. I convulsed and arched my back in the throes of death but he released me to gasp for air.  I felt him jab me one more time and he roared with an orgasm.

I awoke from my black hole to find my pussy bleeding and raw and cum oozing down my thighs. Was it a dream or was it for real?

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Drug-fueled sadistic phone sex

sadistic phone sexHe was knocking the  fuck out of me with his sadistic phone sex beating. My lip was split and my eye black. It seemed to inflame his huge cock more when I cried out, but the pain was just too great. He flipped me over with just one hand, yanking my ass up in the air. I heard him spit on his cock and I knew it was about to happen. He rammed his cock into my rectum with such force that I could almost feel it tear. The blood helped ease the pain as he began to bang my insides, all the time calling me degrading names. “Pig. Cunt. Worthless piece of shit.” I knew it was true and screamed in agreement, echoing his vile barrage of abuse. His cock was huge, no less than 10 inches and he used it like a deadly weapon. The drugs fueled his spree of terror and his cock stayed hard no matter how many times he’d fucked me. At least he was kind enough to shoot some more poison in my veins every time I begged. His cock quaked inside me of but I knew he couldn’t cum. He punched me in the head again, making things go black. Pulling it out of my ass, he rammed it between my busted lips. I could smell and taste the blood and shit in my mouth. He straddled me, his balls knocking against my chin as he strained to cum. Still no nut and he was in a rage. He threw me to the floor and jumped on me, punching me in the gut and making me wretch. His cock was back inside of my pussy now and he pounded my head on the floor with every thrust. This aggression turned him on and his ball sac tightened. As my eyes rolled back into my head, I felt his load bust inside of me. Sweet blackness took me into oblivion as he shouted triumphantly.

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An Alien knocked me up!!!

gangbang rape pornIt must have been bad drugs. There’s no way it could’ve been real. I was smoking some heroin with my dealer when I went into a trance. Things were all colorful and then faded to black. I was transported to some other world. These creatures were chasing all the humans and eating them. I decided to bargain for my life. I lifted my shirt showing them my huge tits. At first they appeared confused and then began to grin. Big toothy grins that showed rows of sharp teeth, some dripping with their victim’s blood. One of them threw me over his shoulder and took me to the leader.

My clothes were ripped off. I was covered in scratches from their vicious claws as they groped me. One poked his fingers into my pussy and tasted me. I saw his monster cock rise 3 feet into the air. Another probed my asshole with his tongue and chattered in some strange language. Without warning, the biggest one ripped his burning cock into me. It felt like acid and I screamed with the force of his thrusts. After the toothy warriors were done with me, I was battered inside and out. But it wasn’t over. The leader entered. He was different, less toothy, with a giant brain. He looked me over like a cut of meat and pointed to my stomach. I realized in horror what he meant. He was planning to knock me up to carry on the species.

I’m locked in a cage now. My belly is starting to grow. The warrior creatures bring me food. Human chucks of flesh. I choke them down because the creature inside of me is ravenous. I feel him tear and claw at my insides and I fear that I may burst open like a scene from Alien.

I awake in a cold sweat. My dealer is grinning at me. “Good shit, aint it, sugar?” he grins a toothy grin and I scream.

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The Night Stalkers

snuff phone sexLiving a life of shame like I do makes me reluctant to share my dirty secret. I love being abused and treated like the worthless trash that I am. But something happened that was far worse than anything I’d ever experienced. While I slept off a drug binge, 5 men broke into my house. They took whatever they pleased until they found me sleeping. I awoke when the first one landed on top of me, ripping at my clothes and pinching my tits. I heard zippers coming down before I knew what was happening.  I screamed as a fist smashed into the side of my head and a knife was held to my throat. Cocks were coming at me from all around. My panties were ripped off and my ass and pussy were violated. Another cock was stuffed into my mouth as I struggled for air. The pain was so intense that I wanted to die. When the first four were done stuffing me with cock and filling me with cum, the fifth man laughed as he put a Walmart bag over my head and pulled it tight.

suffocation phone sex I struggled and fought as they cheered and he, too, pushed into my creampie pussy with his giant fuckstick. I tried to inhale but there was no air. My head pounded and my mind screamed as I sucked the bag into my mouth. He was moaning now, pumping me hard, as he got off on seeing me die. I guess even my dying pussy liked the pain because it convulsed with massive orgasmic waves, making me gush. I bucked hard against his cock as he rode what he believed to be my death thrash, to the end. I passed out from the lack of oxygen and the asphyxiation pleasure. They left me for dead on my bed. Lucky for me, one of my broken teeth had pierced the bag and given me just enough oxygen to survive. My body betrayed me that day and I know now exactly how warped I am. SO bring it on asshole, I can take it. Make me your dead whore.


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