Category: Ass rape porn

Ass Rape Porn Makes The Boys Scream

Ass rape porn When you look at me, can you tell Ass rape porn is my favorite type of porn, not just any ass rape, but women forcing men to take their huge strap-ons, breaking them down, treating them like filthy cock loving sluts, making them beg for that big dick, drilling those tight holes until they are stretched out.

After watching a few of the porns, I decided to force fuck this trick I have been dealing with for a while. He was a real jerk, mean little dick bastard, but swore his cock was God’s gift to pussy, when in reality it was mediocre, and he was a minute man. 

As soon as he arrived, I offered him a drink; it had something special that would leave him weak and lethargic about five minutes after he drank it. I wanted him woke, weak, and helpless. About seven minutes after he downed the shot, he was on the bed face down, ass up, naked and ready to be railed.

Stepping into my strap on I got so wet, I am going to enjoying living out my rape fantasies on his asshole, he is lucky I am in a good mood, so I will use lube, Propping a pillow under his waist, I squirt a little bit of lube in his hole, working my long fat rubber fuck stick into his tight hole, he tried to fight, but it was pointless, his squeals started low, the more dick I jam in him . the louder he becomes, once all eleven inches are stuffed in his once virgin ass, I can see the tears and slobber on his distorted face.

I am ready to explode with pleasure as the base of the strap-on rubs my hard, swollen clit, I plan to fuck this ass until it is prolapsed and sore. Ass rape porn is always going to be my favorite.

I am More of a Snuff Porn and Kill Kind of Girl

snuff pornSome people like to Netflix and chill; however, I’m more of a snuff porn and kill kind of girl. Unlike most women, I do not need to couple up. I’m a loner. And I don’t date. I don’t want to get married. I don’t want to have brats. And I certainly don’t want to hook up with some loser, watch some boring Netflix movie, and smash.

Perhaps you could say I’m not the typical woman. And I’m not everybody’s cup of tea. But if you don’t try to fuck me. And you don’t baby talk me, we might get along. But you must shut the fuck up when I tell you to, keep your hands to yourself, and be my accomplice. Because the only two roles a man can have in my life is that of my victim or that of my accomplice. So, choose wisely.

Peter chose wisely. We met on the net. He wanted to kill someone but didn’t have anyone in mind. Just a strong desire to unalive someone. We talked on and off for months on Motherless. Fucking site got shut down. But luckily, we exchanged personal phone numbers before that happened. It was more than just an extreme porn site. They had a chat system for all sorts of extreme topics. The only place not on the dark net where I could find accomplices and victims easily.

The World is Full of Useless Twats to Kill

I invited him over last night. Peter didn’t know it yet, but he would make his first snuff sex kill last night. I even picked out a woman for him. And he didn’t catfish me. He looked just like his picture. Luckily, he’s not some incel type loser. Just some angry fuck up who wants to take his rage out on a stupid cunt. And he knew that would never be me. I showed him a picture of a drunk coed who pissed me off a few weeks ago. And he thought she looked like good fuck material as well as good killing material.

He picked up the drunk coed at a bar I knew she’d be at. At the end of the night, I pretended to be the Uber he called for them. Then we took her to my kill shack where I prepared everything. Peter got a crash course on how to hunt for the perfect victim, how to trick the perfect victim, how to kill that victim and how to dispose of the body and fly under the radar of law enforcement. I make a good apprentice for anybody with snuff fantasies.

This felt like Peter’s time to shine. I kill several times a week and I have for a couple decades now. So, I wanted to see if he listened to advice over the months we’ve chatted. And apparently, he paid attention to everything I said. He fucked her. Fucked her raw too.

Men Can Be My Accomplices or My Victims, But That’s It

When he made her his ass rape porn star, I noticed he didn’t bother with lubrication. Why waist KY when you’re going to kill the bitch anyway. This girl is one of those stuck-up, self-entitled bitches. A total pick me kind of girl. Unnecessarily mean. And full of herself. Millions of girls like her exist. But we did our part just to get one more of those useless cunts off this earth.

Personally, I would have prolonged the kill. But I get it. My first kill went quickly too. But it was an impulse kill. And this was a premeditated sort of thing. But Peter got a taste for blood. And a taste for fucking useless twats. He followed all my rules. And believe it or not did not annoy me once. So, Peter got to live. And that means he can help me kill another useless twat very soon

Domination Phone Sex of My Asshole Gave Me a Tail

domination phone sexMen love domination phone sex with my asshole. For whatever reason my ass is the star of any photo shoot or video. And any time I need to score drugs, I offer up my asshole. Not sure what makes soccer mom ass in such high demand, but it is. One director that I worked with over the weekend told me it’s because men like violating suburban housewives. They think we’re hoity toity and deserve to be knocked down a peg. But I didn’t grow up middle class. My mom came from money, but when she married a truck driver her parents cut her off.

I married better. But we’re not rich, just comfortable. And I may be a soccer mom, but I’m also dirty whore. A dirty coke whore. This director I worked with wanted to make an ass rape porn. But at least he told me his plans up front. No surprises. I knew my ass would experience a fist and lots of cocks, and sometimes both at the same time.

But this guy told me he planned on destroying my asshole. And at least, he gave me a big bag of cocaine. Most of the men just violate my ass and leave me with nothing more than a couple bumps. However, this director and my son might be the exceptions not the rule in the underground world of snuff.

The first thing he did was fist my ass. One fist then the other and eventually both fists at the same time. When he did that, he could hoist me in the air like a sock puppet. My asshole prolapses easily thanks to my son. He made it that way. But others keep it that way.

My Asshole Now Sports a Tail From all The Brutal Fucking

And John joked that I must be the devil’s spawn because I sport a tail. And him and the other men waiting their turn to brutalize my ass enjoyed a good chuckle over that. But I felt high as a kite flying around like Peter Pan.

When he pulled his fist out of my ass my tail came with it. So not only did I sport a gaped fucking asshole, but my tail showed even more. As I laid on the floor curled up in a ball, other men came and circled me like vultures. Big cocks out ready to destroy me even further. They pissed on me, kicked me, and even spit on me while they continued to call me names. These were not men I wanted to fight. No way would I win. Big strong burly men. With cocks that could destroy my ass in a single gangbang rape porn.

But I felt high as a kite and in a good mood despite the brutalization of my asshole. Those big burly men eventually shoved their big burly cocks up my ass. Sometimes they couldn’t wait for their turn. And they joked if I could handle 2 fists, I could handle three cocks.

Thank God my asshole seems resilient. It bounces back more than a rubber ball. Cum oozed out of my asshole for days. My tail stuck out too. But I got my coke at the sacrifice of my ass, once again. I may look like a soccer mom to many, but those old stuck up fellow soccer moms don’t realize the lengths I go to act like a normal soccer mom.

Ass Rape Porn Star Sold for a Bag of Cocaine

ass rape pornAss rape porn stars are always in demand. For me, my ass is in demand with my son, my dealers and even random strangers. Once people know you don’t mind hardcore anal sex it feels like a challenge to them. It seems like they want to destroy your ass to see if you still don’t mind giving up your booty. Sometimes, I swear every anal experience seems like the worst one yet. I would stop ass sex altogether, but if I did, I’d never get any cocaine. And we all know that’s not happening anytime soon.

Over the weekend, I partied with this other coke whore I know from the circuit. I consider her a lot lizard type of woman. She lives in a trailer park, and I live in the suburbs. She likes to fuck random men, but I only fuck random men to get coke. I’m married and she’s divorced four times. Honestly, the only things we have in common are ass sex and cocaine.

But she told me if I came to her trailer on Saturday, she would share her cocaine with me. That bitch set me up. Not only did I not get any cocaine, but she made me the star of a gangbang rape porn to take the pressure off her. She did not want to let these guys ravage her asshole for cocaine. So instead, she leveraged my asshole. And the bitch took all the coke. Didn’t even share a pinch with me. And I did all the hard labor.

A Friend Sold Me Out for a Bag of Cocaine

These men brutalized my asshole. Almost as much as my son brutalizes my asshole. They laughed at the fact that they prolapsed my butt hole. And I snickered in my head. They thought they ruined my asshole. But years on the circuit combined with my son’s live streams accomplished that. They passed me around like a fucking party favor.

They spit in my ass using that as the only lubrication before they bounced me on their big thick dicks like a fucking rag doll. The more the men partied, the more violent they got with me. Sometimes shoving 2 cocks in a hole at once making me a six whole whore they joked.

But I did not get angry with them. Men get weak around a dirty MILF willing to do anything for cocaine. Hell, they get weak at any woman not even a dirty whore. But this supposed friend of mine sold me out. Didn’t even give me one little bump for the hours’ worth of work I did for her.

She kept her asshole intact. But I left the party with my asshole protruding through my panties and leaking cum. And fucking sober too. I’ll get my revenge eventually. Now I know never trust another bitch who likes to party like you do. They’ll sell your ass out for a bag of coke. I guess I should just feel grateful that this didn’t turn into a snuff porn.

Accomplice Phone Sex is The Best Way to Kill Some Ass

I’m Geneva, and I am a sexual bimbo doll built for one purpose. And that is to be used. Therefore, Accomplice phone sex is one use that I have come to embrace.
Specifically, I serve my Master as his perfect ass whore. Moreover, I help him find fresh teen ass for our little film project.
Consequently, we make a special kind of porn. And our films eventually lead to something far more permanent. Well, for the star, it’s a one-time debut!
First, Master sends me out to scout. Therefore, I dress sleazily and walk the streets like plastic perfection. Furthermore, my blonde hair and fake tits draw attention everywhere I go. But so does my ass.
However, I’m hunting for something specific. Namely, tight young things with perfect juicy asses that bounce when they walk. After all, this is Ass rape porn.
Once I spot a good one, I move in fast. Subsequently, I flash a smile and strike up conversation. And really turn on the charm to gain trust.

Accomplice Phone Sex is My Favorite Way to Kill Time

Meanwhile, Master watches from the van and nods his approval. After that, everything happens quickly.
Additionally, the girls never suspect a thing because I look like a living doll. Besides, who fears a Barbie?
Next, we bring them to the studio. And the cameras start rolling immediately. Thereafter, Master takes his time with each one.
Meanwhile, I hold them down and watch his cock stretch those tiny assholes wide. Furthermore, the screaming only makes him harder. In addition, I film every thrust and every tear for the collection.
Eventually, the films take their final turn.
Accordingly, Master always finishes the same way. Ultimately, the snuff ending is what our buyers pay top dollar for.
Therefore, I clean up afterward and prepare for the next shoot. After all, there is always more teen ass to find.
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Rape Phone Sex Fantasies for Women, Even I Harbor Too

rape phone sex fantasiesSometimes, women harbor rape phone sex fantasies too. Maybe not in the same way. I don’t necessarily harbor these fantasies for men. But that’s because I can fuck any man I want. But sometimes I meet a woman who acts like such a twat waffle that I think about force fucking her with a strap on. Destroying her tight little holes.

I made the mistake of hiring this high maintenance stripper at the club. Although the men love her look and body, she’s a complete nightmare. None of us can manage her. So, I fired her. She stole tips and caused too much drama with my girls who work hard and play fair. But this fucking twat waffle started stalking and harassing me after I let her go. I gave this bitch every chance to straighten up her act and she just refused.

But when she started fucking with me in my personal life, I decided to make her my personal ass rape porn star. This fucking cunt broke into my house and attempted to kill one of my dogs. Luckily, I stayed home when I was supposed to be at the club. I’m not a mother, so my animals are just like my babies. You fuck with one of them; I fuck with you. I punched the bitch. And she went down for the count. When she woke up, she found herself bound and gagged with her ass in the air.

I Can Destroy a Woman’s Ass Just Like I Can Shred Cock and Balls

Although I felt like I could legally kill her because she did break into my house. And she did try to commit bodily harm to one of my babies. I decided just to torture her ass for hours. I fucked her raw with the biggest strap on I own. That thing is black and measures over 14 inches. I don’t use it for myself. That’s my punisher cock that I use on sissy bitches, and twat waffles.

She screamed for mercy. But I couldn’t trust this bitch. She’s lied to my face many times before. I wanted to completely obliterate her fuck holes. You would be surprised what kind of damage a14-inch black dildo can do to a tiny girl without any lubrication. Plus, I choked her, smacked her and reminded her that the cameras in my house caught her breaking in with a knife. And that gave me the right to murder her. If she did not want to be a snuff porn star, she better not fuck with me again, I told her.

By the time I finished, her asshole resembled the Grand Canyon. I’ve been on this underground snuff circuit for a long time and never seen an asshole gape like that. I battered her fucking butt hole. Made her cry. Made her bleed. And I made her fucking submissive. I broke her. So, I doubt she will fuck with me again. If you come after one of my babies, like I said, I come after you tenfold.

Fantasy phone sex had an old bitch tied up and used

Fantasy phone sex, I never expected that knock. I opened the door and this old cunt on my porch in a thin robe that barely covered her heavy tits. Silver hair loose, eyes dark with hunger. I need you to tie me up and fuck me! Hard. Like you mean it. She went on to say that I looked like and evil little bitch that could handle the task. So I willingly followed her old ass back to her place. Inside her bedroom she handed me thick rope. I stripped her naked full tits with dark nipples already stiff, wide hips, a trimmed thatch of a silver cunt already glistening. I bound her wrists tight behind her back, giving her no mercy I don’t think she really knew what she was getting into…then spread her legs and lashed each ankle to the bedposts until she was open and helpless. I tied her so tight she was actually begging for me to loosen them, of course I made it tighter then! I strapped on my cock and shoved it between her lips first. I made that old bitch gag when I pushed deeper, she could barely fucking breathe! Then I climbed between her tied thighs and slammed into her soaked cunt in one thrust! I fucked her deep and rough that her old used cunt started to bleed watching her tits bounce with every pump as I was slapping the fuck out of them. She moaned and began to beg for me to stop. So I stretched her even more! Her cunt started spasming around my cock, juices soaking the sheets. That’s when I pulled out and started fisting the old whore.  I kept slamming into her until I buried my forearm into her stretched wrecked fuck hole. When I pulled out, she was a slippery bloody mess dripping down over her asshole. Think I will leave her tied up until she needs to be used again. Hey, she asked for it!

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Not Even Bondage Phone Sex Feels Safe for Me Anymore

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex sessions leave me tied up and vulnerable. Although I realize it seems like a big gamble to agree to a bondage photo shoot or movie with any of these unsavory people I work with, I just think about the coke or the money to buy coke. And common sense goes out the door. Believe it or not I do possess some common sense when sober.

But I’m rarely sober. And any person fucked up makes poor judgment calls. I’ve worked with Jeremy before. Although he treats his models roughly, he pays them well too. He’s a legitimate porn producer. However, what he makes is strictly for the dark web and private collectors. So, it can still be a gamble.

We agreed to $1000 for two hours of work. That’s like what high end escorts make. And I didn’t even need to fuck anybody. So, he tied up tightly. Lots of rope. He tied me to a St. Johns board so I could not escape. And I could feel the rope cutting into my flesh. At first, he just took photos of me in pain and trying to escape my restraints. Then he called in an accomplice, and this turned into a torture sex session.

Even BDSM Shoots Live Me Battered and Barely Alive

His accomplice showed up in one of those all-leather black executioner outfits with the mask and everything. And he brought a variety of whips with him. He started whipping me, and I could feel my flesh stinging and welts appearing almost instantly. Because of his strength, he managed to whip me so hard in a few areas he drew blood. So, I did my best to imagine myself on a beach, doing lines of cocaine and drinking piña coladas.

What lasted two hours felt like an eternity. Not a single ounce of my flesh looked like its normal color. In fact, my entire body looked like I suffered third degree sunburn. Blisters started to form quickly. My skin looked bright red like a lobster’s body. And I could barely walk.

That director kicked it up a notch this time. And he gave me no warning. But he did pay me. And I immediately went to collect my coke. This taboo phone sex whore lives to snort coke another day. But I know I’m running out of my nine lives quickly.

Home Invasion Phone Sex Is So Daring and Actually Happened

The thrill of a home invasion phone sex intrusion always starts with that first creak of the door. And it’s a sound that makes my pulse race and my pussy clench in anticipation.
Consequently, I freeze, letting the fear wash over me. And I hear heavy footsteps echo through the hallway.
Then, the mask slips open, revealing hungry eyes that lock onto mine. Now, I know exactly what’s coming.
Soon enough, rough hands shove me onto the bed. Then they tear my clothes away. And their cocks spring free instantly. So thick and ready.
Before I can catch my breath, one rams into my ass. Thus he stretches’ me wide with a brutal thrust. Therefore, I gasp and moan almost simultaneously.
Meanwhile, another forces his shaft into my mouth. And is gagging me as they take turns pounding my holes relentlessly.
Eventually, the pain melts into a raw, blinding pleasure. Primarily as they fuck me harder. Then these men take me deeper, until I feel something tear inside.
In the end, the final thrust drives so deep it ruptures my inner walls. And blood spills onto the sheets as they pull out.
Thus leaving me a broken, used-up mess on the bed. The camera captures every convulsion. And every last twitch of my destroyed ass.
So, a perfect snuff scene that satisfies my darkest cravings has been made.
Home Invasion Phone Sex

Violent Phone Sex Fantasies My Son Explores with His Fists and My Body

violent phone sexMy son gives me coke to explore his violent phone sex fantasies on camera. He live streams our “Beat Mommy Beautiful” sessions. The best son ever. But I’m his cash cow. Our live violent sessions bring him a lot of money. And I do with him what I do for snuff directors. I traded my fuck holes and my dignity for some cocaine.

No drug dealer sells better coke than my son. He let me snort some lines off his dick. We call it my skinny powder. It truly is the best weight loss drug. And I knew when I saw all the camera equipment set up, we were doing a live session. My son refers to me as his violent muse. I bring out the best in him. Perhaps the worst in him too.

One of these days, I know our live stream will turn into a snuff porn. He might go too far one time and really crack my skull. After some coke, he shoved his cock and his balls in my mouth at the same time. Didn’t ease it in. Just shoved it in without warning and started to choke me as he skull fucked me. He took off his belt and put it around my neck. But first, he spit in my face and he tightened that belt which made my eyes bug out as I worshiped his cock and balls.

My Son Enjoys Beating Mommy Beautiful

He spat on my face and punched me a few times as the chimes rolled in. Anytime I hear a chime from his computer, I know one of his viewers tipped us. My son pays attention to what gets the most tips and that’s usually breaking most of the bones in my body. My boy loves me. He would never hurt my sniffer. As I began convulsing on his cock, he released the belt so I could breathe.

He pushed me on the floor. I laid on the floor naked in only my high heels, and he started kicking me while I was down. Kicks to my ribs. He even kicked me in the pussy a few times. I’m essentially a bag of bones. So, it’s easy to destroy me. But with the best coke, I always heal.

While I laid there in pain on the floor, my son shoved the bowl of cocaine in my face so that I would snort. Cocaine appears to be the best pain med. My son came towards me with a dental spreader, which he put in my mouth. He wanted to see if he could turn my mouth into one big fuck hole. And of course he did. He pushed his cock into my gaped mouth and fucked me some more. He pissed down my throat and, on my face, too. And the chimes poured in.

My Son Made Me His Cash Cow

He dragged me by the hair across the room. I felt like a human mop. But I’m so many things. A human cum receptacle, a fleshlight, a cock puppet, a punching bag and a mommy whore.  He tied my arms behind my back and hoisted me in the air by my tits. Yes, you read that correctly. He’s suspended me in air by my tits. It felt like my nipples might rip off my body. I could see them already turning dark purple

Because of my history with my son, I assumed he would just go Mike Tyson on me for a little bit. Treat my body like a boxing bag. But instead, he turned me into a human piñata. He took a baseball bat and started cracking it on my face, tits, ribs, and back. He avoided my nose, but he covered every inch of me with that baseball bat. And the chimes became deafening.

While my son used me as his punching bag, he made me push out my prolapsed asshole. And he hit that hard too with the baseball bat. My son appeared in a mood. A torture sex mood. While my ass dangled on the outside of my body, my son took a ziptie to it. That’s how he turns it into his fleshlight. I could feel my prolapse swelling up as he hit it a few times with the baseball bat. It felt like he channeled that carnival game whack a mole.

A Mother’s Job Includes Doing Anything Her Son Needs

While still suspended in air by my nipples and a ziptie around my prolapsed asshole, my son decided to fuck my ass. He loves the little fleshlight that my prolapsed asshole becomes from the ziptie. While he fucked me, it turned into his cock sleeve. He punched my back and my sides. Luckily, I could still snort some cocaine to dull the pain. My son eventually cut me down from where I dangled. I fell to the floor with a thud. And just when I thought it all might be over, he decided to bend me like a pretzel so he could fuck my fourth hole. According to him, it’s my only tight hole that remains.

He used a speculum to spread me like the Grand Canyon. And that exposed my pee hole. So, he shoved his cock in my bladder balls deep. He calls this mommy son bonding time. He pushed my little bird’s legs behind my head, exposing that fourth hole he loves so much. And he just kept fucking it. Pissing in it and filling it with cum too. Ouch.

Sometimes, My Son Hits Me So Hard it Scrambles My Bird Brain

My son put his cock balls deep in my urethra while he pinned me to the floor like a pretzel. Every awkward position you can imagine my son put me in. Eventually, he pulled out of my pee hole and tried to suffocate me on his cock again. I guess I didn’t suck his cock with enough enthusiasm. So, he tossed me across the room repeatedly while tied up. And joked that he broke his mommy.

Eventually, he filled my shit hole up with his cock snot. My prolapsed asshole swelled up like a balloon. As he pounded my rosebud, he drilled my skinny body into the floor. And he saw a chance to ram my head onto the floor some more. No doubt he scrambled some of my brains. Since some cock snot still dripped from his cock, he shoved his dick down my throat, making me taste my own ass on his cock.

At least I have time to heal with some good cocaine until he needs another live session. I’ll be nursing my sore holes with some of the best blow around until then. Sometimes a mother’s job includes being her son’s punching bag and cash cow.