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Suffocation by Cock

suffocation phone sexI didn’t want to go with that strange man but my dealer said no drugs until I took care of his friend. The man was jacked up on meth and had an evil look. He took me to the back bedroom where he ripped off my clothes. “You won’t be needing those, whore.” he laughed. A punch to the side of my head knocked me across the room. He pulled me back up by my hair and then kicked me. I felt a rib crack and breathing became painful. Grabbing my fake tits, he put out his cigarette. I could smell my own flesh burning.  He pulled out his big white cock. It must have been a foot long. I could smell it before it touched my face. It reeked of rotten cum and diseased pussy. I gagged as he forced it into my mouth, willing myself not to puke. I tried but I just couldn’t control the bile in my throat. I vomited up my breakfast all over his cock and balls. I knew he was pissed as he savagely beat me on the side of the head. My ears rang as he shoved his dick down my throat. He moaned and pumped furiously as I suffocated. My world was going black when a karate chop to the back of my neck sent me into oblivion. I heard him mutter as I drifted away. “Gimme some of that dead pussy.”

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Take my Heart for V-Day.

snuff phone sexI saw the flash of steel and felt the burn of the blade as it entered my chest. I tried to scream but my lungs filled quickly with blood. “Love.” I gurgled. I did it all for love. Love and drugs.
I met you about a month ago. You were on a drugs and sex binge. I fell for your tall, dark charms. You were rich, married to a local socialite. You showered me with gifts and the very best drugs. The sex was mind-blowing. You were rough and violent, preferring punches to kisses, as you fucked me with long, hard strokes. Your 10 inch cock seemed to stay hard under the influence of the meth. You battered me internally with your ferocious need for more pussy. My asshole would bleed after you rammed your cock into it for hours. My tits were bruised from your hands squeezing them and pinching my nipples. My ravaged pussy leaked cum for days after a drug binge. I screamed out with orgasm after orgasm as you beat me without mercy, using me for a human punching bag. I lived for that moment when I felt your nuts tighten and your jaw grow taut as I made you cum one more time. You would scream with the force of it. “Oh God, I love you, Chels. Take my cum.”
Then it happened. Your rich wife found out. She showed up at my house with 2 of her “bodyguards.” They knocked the shit out of me and made me suck them off as she laughed. “Stay away from my man.” she growled. I laughed, too, licking the blood from my lips. “Fuck you.” I hissed.

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I told you about her and it was like fuel on a fire. You wanted more drugs and more sex. We crept around, fucking in cars, the park, and behind dumpsters. Your cock never went down and the sex became more violent. You’d choke the breath from me as you filled my pussy, your hands wrapped around my throat, calling out her name. I knew we had to end this before you or the drugs killed me.
It was Valentine’s Day and you were with me when the door flew open. Your wife and her goons busted in. They tied me to a chair. “I warned you, bitch. You didn’t listen.” She punched me in the face, then walked over to you, dropping to her knees and opening your fly. She pulled your hard cock out and twisted it cruelly. Walking back to me, she began to hit me, busting my face, knocking out my teeth. I looked over at you and saw you beating your hard cock. You had an evil look on your face, mesmerized by the blood and screams. I knew it was the end for me. You two were a pair of sick fuckers and I had been your toy all along.

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Make me feel the pain.

domination phone sexI called my daddy today. “Go away, you druggie slut. I have a good life with my new wife. Call your whore mama for help.” he said and hung up. So I called Mama and she said, “I cleaned my life up and I’m going to church now. Go away.” and another click. So I called one of my connections. “Aurora, my dear, come on over. I have plenty of what you need.”
So I went over. The place was buzzing with action. Skip was a pimp and a dealer. He sent me to a back room where a client was waiting. He was masked and his cock was already hard. I had serviced him before. He was an evil man who got off on inflicting pain. He pinched and pummeled. He pulled out clumps of hair. He left bruises. He liked his sex rough. Driving his cock into a dry asshole got him off. So did ramming his cock down your throat until you puked. It took him hours to cum but when he did, as soon as his cock started pulsing, he liked to punch a girl repeatedly until he shot every drop of his load. He did pay well for the service though.
I smiled at him and said, “Bring it.” I am a woman without feelings, unwanted, empty, higher than a kite on drugs, and most of all, I just love being a human punching bag and a cum dumpster. It really gets me off. At least this way I have a purpose in life. Make me feel, lover, even if it’s just pain.

Making Black Porn Movies

domination phone sexI was just thinking about my favorite porn movie and I must admit that any of the Blacks on Blondes clips gets me going. Mandingo Unchained by Director Jules Jordan has to be one of my favorites as I am submissive to that black dick and a total size queen as well. I wanna be the one screaming as I am violated by super size dark meat. I would make such a good porn actress with my blonde hair and oversize boobs. Can’t you picture me being taken by an entire gang of Afro-American thugs?
Seriously, what girl doesn’t love it black and thick? White boys will never measure up to the length and girth. It’s just something in their groove that makes us weak. Even good girls can’t resist it. That sexy voice, those hips, that round ass, and a fuck-style that is like smooth jazz. Look. Even men can’t resist it. All those sissies out there begging for a big nigga stud to drop those panties and slide them the shaft. And look at all of the good cucky husbands out there who are smart enough to know what their wife needs and allow her to bring some home. Mr. Cuck really craves that black joystick too. Don’t let him fool you. He is ready to lap nigger sperm and beg for more.
Let’s make our own movie, babe. Show these little dicks how it’s done. Come make my pussy gape and let the creampie flow. Nigga cock is the best drug ever!! Hurt me. Beat me. Make me take it all. I love being a submissive whore and I’m ready to do as I’m told.

 

Trapped in frigid death forever…

necrophilia phone sexIt was a frigid day in the small town. My stupid car had let me down again and I was walking to the strip joint where I worked. I should’ve known better. The blizzard rolled in quickly and I felt my toes grow numb. My breath came in jagged gasps and I knew hypothermia was setting in. I was a mile from work when I collapsed onto the shoulder.
I awoke in pain to find a naked body pressed against mine. He was a furry thing and his body heat felt good. “Glad you’re back.” he rumbled. “Froze that ass off. Good thing I came along.” I felt weird and realized that I had nothing on. I slid my hand under the covers, bumping into a rock-hard cock. My thighs were bruised. I touched lower. OMG, was that cum oozing out of my pussy? And my asshole burned too. What had this beast done to me? I heard him chuckle. “Guess you noticed. You were like stone cold when I found you. Thought you were dead so decided to have a little fun. Guess I loaded you up with some potent jizz, didn’t I? Brought you right back when I dumped a load or two into that sweet carcass.”
He was proud of himself and it was freaking me the fuck out. He was some kind of necro-freak. He was groping my tits again. “Maybe I should put you back out for a while. I love that cold pussy. Feels good when my hot cock melts it.” Suddenly he was on me, his hands around my throat, fuckstick stabbing at me. I felt myself slip into unconsciousness.
When I came to, I was lying in the snow once again. Was it all a dream? But then, there he was , grinning that evil grin, as he picked up my half dead and numb body and carried me into the house for round two. Call me Frosty, the cum dumpster. That’s all I am now. Until the moment sweet darkness takes me under and he gets what he really wants. Cold, dead pussy forever.

The Big Ball Bash at Midnight

roleplay phone sex I’ve got my hot little outfit all ready for New year’s Eve. It’s the Party of the Year. I have a micro-mini skirt, silky shirt that shows the cleavage, and the highest fucking heels. New York City is the place to be. It’s a 2 day gang -bang where everyone shares the fucking. We all get high as fuck and flaunt our shit. Getting abused and violated is half the fun and you know I’m down with that shit. I’ll come home with bruises and cuts and my pussy will feel like ground round.
One of my favorite ways to drop that ball is to line up the guys like 10 minutes before midnight. I drop to my knees and here they come, cocks in hand. I gag and slurp and swallow as much cum as I can, while wearing the rest. It’s a jerk fest and I am the cum dumpster. The goal is to milk every man of his cum and then make the very last one hold out for the countdown. 5-4-3-2-1…. ball fucking explosion. The big ball drops, the small balls contract, and as the crowd goes wild, I get that sperm sprayed all over the back of my throat. And then the party REALLY gets started and the titties come out all over. It’s a mass fuck party in downtown New York. Lots of violent and taboo shit going on here. Hide your brats and pets, cause if it has a hole, it gets fucked. Call me at midnight and let me share some hot fuck stories. Be my first phone fuck of the year.

 

Santa loves captive rape porn fun.

evil phone sexSanta got him some pussy this year if you consider captive rape porn to be real sex.  See, I never planned to celebrate Christmas this year. I don’t have much family. It was late when I left the club, stumbling along in my ultra high heels. Way too late to call a cab in this small town. So I just headed out to see what I could get into. I stopped to smoke a joint with some homies. There must have been some shit in it because suddenly I was lost and in front of Walmart. The Salvation Army bell ringer was packing up the kettle and I smiled at him. Halfway across the parking lot, I was grabbed from behind and forced into a utility van. He was still dressed like Santa and he pulled out his cock. I was soon sucking his Santa-schlong and it was huge. He was moaning and ho-ho-ho’ing and it was really freaking me out. I tried to escape, I swear. But he grabbed me and threw my skirt up over my head. He poked at my asshole a few times before sinking into my wet pussy. I struggled to shake him off but that seemed to inflame him more. Candy cane sweat seemed to ooze from his pores as his big joystick rammed me hard. “Santa, no more.” I screamed. “I’ll be a good girl.” Damn straight , you will, slut.” he rasped between his teeth. I felt his big belly shudder as his balls pulled up tight and he shot a load right down my chimney. My head swirled as darkness overtook me. I awoke to find myself lying a in cold, dark parking lot wearing a santa cap.

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Naughty girls get drugs from Santa

domination phone sexI tried to slide out the door without waking Santa. The fat fucker was lying on his couch after a night of fucking and drugs. He did things to me that not even a phony Santa should do. There was no compassion in this man and I needed to get out of there. I tripped over something and the dark and I heard him bellow. “Get back here whore. I’m not done with you yet.” I ran for the door, only to find it deadbolted. I turned and was hit in the face with one of Santa’s boots. He grabbed me by my hair and threw me on the couch, ripping at my panties and punching me in the face.
“There is no Christmas for druggie pieces of shit, you dumb fucking cunt.” he hissed, wrapping his hands around my throat, as his massive cock penetrated my unwilling asshole. “Say it for me.” I choked as I repeated his words. “I’m a dumb fucking cunt. Thank you for punishing me. I’m very bad girl, Santa.” Santa’s cock went rigid in my shithole as I said those words and I felt him shudder as he bathed my inner shithole with fuck sauce.
“Thank you, Santa. May I please have more drugs for Christmas?” Santa just laughed and pulled out his special tourniquet, decorated with jingle bells. He had an evil twinkle in his eye……

2 girl phone sex with Chelsea and Hope

2 girl phone sexYou probably look at me and Hope and wonder how the fuck we ever became friends. Me, the druggie punching bag, and Hope, the high-class mistress. We first met back in college as young schoolgirls trying to make it as models and actresses. We shared an apartment and a few boyfriends. Time took its toll. Hope met some producer and ran off with him. I met some human slimeball who introduced me to the joys of blowing up my veins with drugs and having my face smashed.
I saw an ad in the paper last week looking for hot models to do a photo shoot with Santa. I figured what the fuck. Show some titty and make a few bucks. I was led to a room with another girl and a Santa. I saw a cute brunette there with full sexy cock sucking lips. I was paired up with her for the shoot and we were ordered to make Santa Claus cum tonight. I took the lead and went down on Santa, plunging his cock down my throat, and rimming his asshole. That big bulbous Rudolph-red cockhead was throbbing hard. I guess it was too damn good because old St. Nick blew me a big creamy load. I turned to the girl, planning to pass her the snowball. Just as I stuck my tongue into her mouth, our eyes met and I spewed my load of jizz all over her tits instead. “Chelsea, OMG, what are you doing here.” she squealed. I smiled and began to lick my lost load off her large breasts. “Same as you. Still trying to be a star. Let’s give them a show.” I smiled pushing her back and kissed her inner thighs. It was like old times. I felt her soft hands on my tits as I reached for her shaved pussy. We brought each other to screaming orgasms, which made Santa hard again. He decided that we should go back to his place and do a little rehearsing. Hope and I had other plans.
It was a Christmas Eve I will never forget as we relived the old days. Santa fucked us in the ass and we munched on his cock and each other’s pussies. We even did some ass rape porn and took the strap-on to the Jolly elf. He was such a pussy that we threatened to cut his balls off. Hours later, we finally collapsed with empty sacks and sore cunts. We plan to meet up soon and make some brand new memories. Care to join us for a 2 girl Santa orgy with an evil twist? HO HO HO.

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Frosty the Pervert

Fantasy phone sexI felt the snowball slam into the back of my head. As I turned, another one slammed me in the face. I felt my lip bleeding and my cheekbone turning black. I ducked my head to avoid the next one but it hit it’s mark, knocking me off my feet. You were on me in an instant, wrapping my scarf tightly around my neck and pulling my knit cap over my eyes. I heard you gasping in the chilly air as you groped at your zipper. You yanked me upright by my scarf, choking me some more, as you shoved your cock at me. “Just suck it, bitch.” you growled, jabbing at my lips. I opened as you pushed into my throat, forcing your cock to the hilt.
Steam rose from your cock as you plowed my face. grunting. The stocking cap covering all but your eyes made me scared but I felt my pussy getting wet despite it. I was not ready for the massive eruption of sperm from your cock nor the punch to the side of my head. It was lights out.
I awoke several hours later with cum icicles hanging from my chin. The sperm you had blasted all over my face was frozen too, leaving me unable to close my mouth. As I pulled my broken body from its icy grave, I spotted a snowman coming out of the woods. He had a cock of ice and an evil grin. I screamed out loud as I fell, my consciousness fading to black.
Was it real or just a perverted fantasy coming to life? I would soon find out. Tomorrow, my dear…..

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