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Home Invasion Phone Sex Fantasies

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Home invasion phone sex is something that both thrills and terrifies me. You see, in real life, I’m actually really quite afraid of someone invading my home, wrecking my things, stealing my stuff, and possibly harming me. But in my own little fantasy world, such a thing seems to be kind of hot, in a way?

I love the idea of several men sneaking into my house and finding me asleep in bed, totally naked. Before I can even react, they’ve pulled the covers off of me and started taking out their cocks. I’m not able to do anything because they’re stronger than me, and maybe they even tie me to the bed so I won’t present a problem for them at all.

I think it would be so hot to be gangbanged by a group of older guys with big, hard cocks. I want them to invade my holes like they invaded my home and fill me to the brim with their cum. I would love to be left gaping from their dicks when they’re finished with me.

Then, they leave without touching anything else and leave me all tied up for the next person who comes to my house to find. And who knows what might happen then?

Killer Phone Sex: Reverse Snuff Fantasies

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Killer phone sex no doubt means that someone is getting murdered eventually. But in this instance, I’m talking about something a little different from my regular snuff fantasies.

You see, I have a friend who says everyone, no matter how submissive and masochistic, has at least a small sadistic streak buried inside them somewhere. And she’s not wrong because I have one, myself. And there are times when I think about not being the victim, but being the perpetrator instead.

I like the idea of a sexy femme fatale situation. I seduce you, take you back to my place, put you on my bed, and do all kinds of nasty things with you. But when we get to the point where I climb up on top and ride, I manage to slip a garrote around your neck before you realize what’s happened. And as I strangle you, your body contorts in all kinds of fascinating ways that makes your cock even harder and twitch inside me! The death throes make me ride you even harder. If you’re lucky, you’ll get one last orgasm out of the deal before you pass out.

Of course, I have to call my aforementioned friend later to help me dispose of the body. That’s what friends are for, after all!

Fantasy Phone Sex With A Hot Dom

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Fantasy phone sex is great because it means I get to play out fantasies I might never get to do in real life. Sometimes, it’s a fantasy where my Dom is a giant, 30 feet tall, who wants to use me as a real-life masturbation toy. Other times, it can be rape fantasties. Still others, it’s snuff fantasies.

Right now, what I’m in the mood for is a good snuff fantasy with a hot Dom. I want it to be slow and intimate and full of betrayal. I want him to make me think that he would never truly hurt me…and then he does. The story slowly unfolds in such a way that he first sexually tortures me, as usual, and then it starts to go down an even darker path, full of strangulation, exsanguination, and possible descration of my limp, lifeless body.

That’s the best thing about fantasy, in my opinion. Even if you’d never do it in real life, you can always explore the deeper, darker sides of your psyche with fantasy. I have lots of deep, dark sides, and they all scream out for your hands around my throat, slowly choking the life from me as the light in my eyes dies.

Medical Fetish Phone Sex: Torture In The Doctor’s Chair

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Medical fetish phone sex is my guilty pleasure. Every time I go to the gyno’s office, I get a secret little thrill. Well, I honestly don’t know just how secret it actually is. My gyno probably notices that my pussy gets wet when she pulls on the nitrile gloves and gets out the speculum. But she’s never been so gauche as to say anything about it (even though part of me wishes she would!).

But that’s what phone fantasies are for. You can be my dirty doctor instead! And what can you do to me? Anything, really. It could be a standard pelvic exam with a happy ending, or it could be full-on medical torture, or anything in between.

Maybe I need to go to the fertility doctor because my boyfriend’s sperm is not doing the trick. And you, as the naught doctor, offer to do the impregnating FOR him, since he can’t manage it on his own. I’d love for you to exam my boobs and my pussy (and maybe even my ass, too, if you think it’s necessary) then pound the fuck out of me when you’re finished! And if you think the whole scene needs to be bloodier than that, well, you’re welcome to pull out the scalpel, too.

Bondage Phone Sex At The Dungeon

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Bondage phone sex always reminds me of the hot times I’ve had at the bondage club/dungeon that I like to go to pretty regularly. A lot of bondage clubs won’t let the participants fuck there, but this one has bedrooms you can use for the night. So when I played with one of my favorite Doms and he had me suspended from the ceiling while he and his friends whacked me with floggers like I was a pinata, I knew I was in for a good night.

I didn’t break open with candy, but I did bruise up nicely. After they took me down, there was some bloody knife play that carved me up pretty good. Then, it was time for this Dom and me to make our way to one of the bedrooms. I was still dripping blood a little as he pulled me in there by my hair.

He didn’t even give me time to lay down on the bed. He just pinned me against the wall, lifted my body up, and slammed his cock in me! The blood from the knife play earlier coated both of us as he fucked me. He came inside me, then pushed me down on my knees to the floor to clean up his cock. The cum dripped out of me and onto the floor as I used my mouth the clean him. I ended up covered in blood, cum, and spit, and it was AMAZING. 10/10, would do again!

Babysitter Phone Sex: Taking Advantage

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Babysitter phone sex is a fun fantasy because it’s so realistic for me. I’ve been babysitting for a long time now, so I know how these naughty old men think. They look at me, at my hot young body, and they WANT so badly. I might even go so far as to call it a NEED.

So let’s say you’re taking me home after an evening of babysitting. You’ve been out with your wife, who hasn’t given you any in months at this point. And there’s little ol’ me in the passenger’s seat, with my spaghetti-strap tank top and short-shorts on. You see an opportunity, and you’re going to take it.

You pull over in an abandoned parking lot and reach for me. You’re surprised to see that I don’t resist at all. I let you take my hand and shove it down your pants. You see, I’ve been angling for this all along. I mean, I’ll pretend to cry and say, “No, please!” if you want me to. But my pussy is going to be extra-wet when you finally slip inside me to fuck me like your life depends on it.

Kidnapping Phone Sex Makes My Pussy So Wet

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Kidnapping phone sex just sounds so exciting in the worst kind of way to me. Imagine it: You’re abducting the Homecoming Queen from campus to have your way with her. And your way is wicked, indeed.

That’s how I ended up in this cold, dark basement on my knees, hands bound behind me and tied to the pole at my back. Ropes have tied my titties so tightly that they’re close to exploding. My own panties are duct-taped into my mouth as a gag. But I’m not blindfolded. No, you want me to be able to see exactly what you’re going to do to me.

I watch as you take your belt off. Are you going to whip me with it or strangle me with it? The thought of either one sends a dark thrill through my already dripping-wet pussy. When the belt settles around my neck, fear and arousal wash over me in a wave. So it’s to be strangling, then.

You step back for a moment to admire your handiwork before you start choking me. I’m there on display for you, ready for whatever you want to do to me.

Please, Sir. Do your worst.

Knife Play Princess

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Are you in the mood to get your knives out and have a little fun with a hottie like me? I love knife play phone sex. We get to tell each other everything we’d do to each other or to someone else together with those knives. I personally love the feel of cold steel against my naked body. I love feeling that sharp knife tip against me. Where do you want to poke me with that knife, baby? My nipples? You can press that tip right into the center of my nipple and make it bleed. Would that turn you on?

Maybe you’d rather have me spread my legs and you could trace my inner thighs with the tip. You wouldn’t necessarily be trying to cut me, but I think that you’d get so excited that you’d apply more pressure, and you would definitely draw blood. But if YOU are the one who wants to be all sliced up, just tell me. I like taking matters into my own hands sometimes and I know I could do some real damage to you if that’s what you like. Or maybe even if that’s not what you like. 

Evil Phone Sex Addict

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Yesterday was Sunday and I did what any evil phone sex Goddess would do – I fucked a man of God right there on the altar. I went to a new church, and I stayed after because I knew I was going to fuck him. Under the guise of having questions about the church, I asked if I could talk to him. He said yes, because of course he fucking wanted to get me to join his flock of sheep. There was no way that was going to happen, though. I had bigger plans for him, and it didn’t take long at all to make them happen.

I asked him what he did when he felt like sinning, and he said that he always gets down on his knees and prays to God when he feels like he might do something he shouldn’t. When I inquired as to whether or not it works, he said that it usually does. And that’s when I told him that I’d seen him looking at me and that I knew he wanted to fuck me. Do you want to know what happened after that? Commit your own sin and call me to hear all about it.

Faith’s Murder Phone Sex Fantasies

murder phone sex fantasies There was something different about Dr. Mitchell. All of the women in the neighborhood fell all over him because of his charm and he was smoking hot too. He was a little too perfect to be the normal guy they all thought he was. I was going to find out what kind of a sicko he really was. I got myself invited over for dinner, and he was called away for work. He asked me if I would stay and if we could pick it back up when he returned. That gave me the perfect opportunity to snoop around.

Downstairs in his basement he had a doctor’s exam room set up. There was a woman strapped down to it with medical restraints. She screamed into the cloth gag, and her eyes were blood-shot and desperate. I stroked her hair and told her I would help her. Then Dr. Mitchell came down and caught me. He told me he knew I was a curious fucking slut. He just left long enough for me to find his patient. Then the murder phone sex fantasies began. His patient didn’t make it. I might have drained her when drawing blood, oopsy.