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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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Never trust a man from Alabama!! Unless he has good drugs to share!!!

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.

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.