Cannibalism Phone Sex : An Forbidden Taste Rare is Best

A taste of the upper crust in life led down a dark alley of a forbidden meal, Cannibalism phone sex. One evening I was pissed off over a crappy date in a crappy shit hole restaurant. And I fucking ended up paying for the meal. The meal I fucking left and he asked them to box it! What a loser! Anyway, I went home pissed and hungry.  With all that said it was around 11pm and I really had nothing at home to eat I decided to go to the store.

Cannibalism Phone Sex : An Forbidden Taste Rare is Best

Now in the produce aisle I was examining the goods. And there this whacked guy was. This dude approached me about some kind of recognizing me bull shit. I laughed a little and denied ever knowing him. Then he proceeds to flirt with me. And I found him strangely alluring. Weird coming from me, right?

Fast forward a little I met up with this guy for a meal. As he claimed to be an exclusive chef for some elite bullshit Dinner group. And the meat he served was the most fucking divine shit I ever let pass my lips. Ultimately I needed his secret.

Then as he had known by this point about my sadistic ways. He felt safe in telling me his secret. So he led me to a part of his house that he had kept his freshest prized meat. Here were 6 fucking rooms which each held a succulent side of fresh teen meat.

This time it was my choice on what part of which girl we would prepare for the main course. Obviously I chose a nice sweet young piece and wanted it served lightly seared and bloody. After all rare is best when it comes to human flesh.

Finally I helped carry the slut to the chopping room and we took a nice slice of her right thigh meat. I also wanted those ass cheeks sliced off for a nice juicy meal. Once we sliced what we needed we left her on the table as it is essential to prepare it as fresh and quickly as possible.

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Sex with dead bodies makes every day Halloween

Sex with dead bodiesSex with dead bodies makes every day Halloween! I remember my first time and yes it was on Halloween. I hadn’t been with my Master for that long, I honestly thought I was there to be killed but I guess he took a shine to me. He said I am his special girl if I do everything he says exactly the way he tells me to do it.

I did, I followed his orders and I was his good girl, I was terrified though. He brought me into this cold metal room, there were multiple corpses laying on slabs. He ordered me to climb on top of this guy, he must have been freshly dead because he was still warm.

He also had a massive erection, it was such a shock to slide his dead cock into my pussy but it was amazing. I rode him as hard as I could just as Master instructed. I pounded him until his bodily fluids leaked out his eyes, nose and mouth. Master told me faster and harder, so I did. 

I was so hard and fast, everything was a blur. It all slowed down when I heard a pop. That dead man’s cock broke right off and was lodged inside my pussy. I wanted to scream in terror but I know better. This was what Master wanted. 

He wanted me to break that cock with my pussy but now it was stuck in there. Master ordered me to lay on the floor with my legs nice and wide. He put his cock inside of me with that dead flesh up inside of me. He made me say that I loved getting double dicked by him and his brother. Wasn’t just Snuff sex that night, incest sex too. Master fucked me all night long with his dead brother’s cock inside me.

 

He Asked Me if I Knew How to Find Teen Rape Porn

teen rape pornHe asked me if I could help him find some teen rape porn. And I told him I could give him something better. I could help him make one. You should have seen how his eyes light up. Once I told him that he wanted to star in one versus just watching one. I can make that happen for men. And I am glad I can too. The world has become overpopulated with mean teen girls. So, getting rid of one feels like I am giving back to my community.

We went driving around town looking for a cute teen slut for him to force fuck. He needed me as his accomplice. Teen girls never fear a woman. But a man on the other hand. Well, that’s a different story. We spotted a girl who got his dick hard. Cute blonde. Perhaps a younger version of me before the boob job, LOL.

She appeared old enough to drive, but perhaps not old enough to vote. And that seemed like what he wanted. The accomplice phone sex partner finds the talent for your fantasy videos. This golden-haired teen seemed easy to lure away. I played to her insecurities. Concocted a story about being a model scout. And she got into the car with me. I introduced my accomplice as the photographer. Pleasant girl. Friendly. Had no clue what we had in store for her. I was never that naïve, so I knew she never had anything bad happen to her. Not till now.

Sometimes It is More Fun to Make Teen Porn Than to Watch It

My accomplice loved her. And I could see the boner in his jeans as we drove to his cabin. He has a love nest his wife knows nothing about. I don’t think anyone knows about it. When we got into the place, I made her a lemonade with a special elixir to relax her and fog her memory. My friend just wanted to explore his rape phone sex fantasies.

However, he did not want to snuff her out. And I am no killer either unless forced too. But drugs work great. I took off her clothes and kissed her. This drugged teen slut kissed me back and started fingering my pussy. Maybe we did not have to drug her, LOL. Once my partner in crime appeared erect, I spread her legs and let him fuck her. And while he did, I filmed it all. I caught the ripping of her hymen on tape. And her little whimpers. No doubt it hurt. But it did not hurt as much as having her virgin ass fucked.

Maybe the girl, if she remembers anything, will never take rides from strangers again.

Sadistic torture, with a side of cum.

“See that young pussy over there?” I gleefully tell you. I have that sadistic little grin on my face. “You get to have that one all to yourself this time, and I’ll just watch” and I just giggle a little. I love watching you work. And you love pleasing the cutest little accomplice ever. Accomplice Phone Sex

And you see her. Tied up on a St Augustine’s cross, like a little whore who wants those holes filled. Gagged, and naked. Little cries of mercy leave her mouth ever so often. She has tears in her eyes, glassy like a doe.

You look at your tools. The knives of your trade laid on the table, meticulously put in place by yours truly. I know which ones you want in what order. We’ve played before, so it was easy to remember for you.

You pick up the small scalpel. Razor sharp, as you tested it with your thumb. Looking back at the beautiful specimen I got for you, you start dragging the blade across her body as she screams out in terror. I know it fuels that sadist in you. Because I’m getting wet just watching it.

You start to make small cuts at first across her arms. Starting from the wrist and working your way to her tits. She continues to cry and scream, struggling against the restraints holding her in place. But they won’t give. And I know they won’t. I put them on tight so that doesn’t happen.

As you cut across her small yet supple breasts, you start carving harder. You wanna see this little cunt really bleed, so you give up on the scalpel. You need to feel this bitch’s fuck holes after they’ve been made ready for you quicker than you thought.

I get more excited watching, as you bring out the drill. A wood augur bit, about ½ inch thick. “Sorry my queen, but I can’t wait any longer. I need her now” You look at me as if you were a child asking it’s mother for the sweetest of treats ever.

I giggle again, and nod. “You can have her, my little blood bug” I wave my hand for you to continue, while the other one has been fingering my cunt.

Her eyes are now full of absolute terror as you give drill a few test pulls on the trigger. You then bring the drill up to her precious little mound. Slowly, you insert the drill bit and push the trigger. She screams more, this time blowing a vocal chord. You hear her voice just give out and gurgle and you continue to get your fuck hole ready so you can have that cock of yours drained.

She continues to convulse at this point, probably from the pain, shock, and you now giving her the best dicking she’ll ever have. And the last too.

Because as you see the light in her eyes start to fade, you come in her destroyed pussy. Blood everywhere. Her body wasted and broken.

And I smile, come over to you, and proceed to just start sucking your cock. Getting you hard again.

Because my favorite part is me fucking you up under this dead whore’s body, using her fluids as my own personal lubricant. And tasting the raw flesh of such a pretty little thing is such a turn on too.

Don’t tell the wife the babysitter is dead…


Babysitter phone sex

He walked in on me. The babysitter, he trusted, was a crook. He found out I was stealing money from him. The bank called to let him know some checks were being written by him in a very high amounts.

I had credit card debt. And this babysitting gig just wasn’t paying enough, as this guy was loaded but only really paid me pennies on the dollar to take care of his brats.

He came in, screaming, grabbing me by the throat and slapping me hard across the face. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?!” He kept his grip on me as he slammed my head down on the desk next to the check book.

“Please… I just needed the money” I try to protest, which just result in another back hand.

“You think you can just take my money like that? Don’t I pay you enough?” He hits me again, harder this time. I feel my lip split from the impact. Taste of blood entered my mouth as he shoved me harder into his desk.

“Maybe we should teach you a lesson? Use me? I’ll use this pussy of yours.” He begins to start tearing my shirt off to expose my tits, and shoving my shorts to the ground. One hand has me held by behind my neck, the other was getting his dick lined up with my cunt. I cried hard, trying to struggle to get away, but he was much stronger.

As he shoved his dick into my pussy, I could feel it tear. I cry harder, but he puts my torn shirt into my mouth as a gag. “Shut up bitch, you know you like it. Now fucking take it like a good girl, and you might actually leave here today”

He continues to abuse my fuck hole a bit more before he stops and pulls me to the front of him. Forcing me to my knees, he shoves his cock into it’s holster, and I gag immediately. I then try to bite down, but he pulls out and slaps me again. More blood taste in my mouth.

“You gonna take this dicking like a good girl?” He says as he grabs my chin, making me have eye contact with him. His eyes just looking as dark as ever.

“Yes… but what will your wife think?” I say, holding back a sob.

“What do you mean, what will she think? She won’t see you”

“What? Fuck you. I’m telling her.” I smack his hand away and go to run. But he grabs me before I could get away, and then grabs the letter opener off the desk.

“Nice try, goodbye” He says as he slams my back on the desk. I feel the wind knocked out of me this time, but then felt his hand go around my throat, cutting off my air way. I choke as I taste the fear of the end coming.

I feel the tip of the letter opener then slide across my skin, and into my neck. In shock, I gag. Feeling the blade poke through my trachea, and feeling the blood start to run down into my lungs. The warm sensation of it spilling from my neck onto the back of my head. My breaths becoming more shallow as life slipped away.

The last thing I felt was him cumming inside of me, as I was taking my last breaths.

“Shit… time for disposal.”

Cora’s Rape Fantasy: A Gory Affair

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Hey, perverts! Cora here, and I’ve got a dark little secret. My darkest desire? Being raped, held down, and dominated. But not just by anyone—by a true monster. A creature that’ll leave me battered and bruised.I’m alone in a dark alley, a shadow looming. A sinister figure, tall and terrifying, closes in. His eyes, cold and dead, promise pain.He’s got a knife, and my heart freezes. But the thrill! The adrenaline rush of being so vulnerable. I’m his prey, and the chase is on.

He catches me, and the world goes black. The monster’s here, and he’s rough, violent. My cries go unanswered as he rips my clothes, leaving me naked and exposed.He slams me against the wall, his meaty cock tearing my flesh. The pain’s exquisite, and I’m his willing victim. My juices flow, welcoming his attack.He pounds me mercilessly, my body a bruised playground. The impact of each thrust sends shockwaves through me. I’m a rag doll, his plaything.But I want more, the nastier, the better. I fantasize about his cock impaling me, my insides a bloody mess. The monster’s a gift from above.He leaves me a mess, satisfied and sore. The memory of it makes me wet. I crave the brutality, the sheer gore of it all.

So, if you’re into that brutal stuff, just remember, some of us desire the undesirable. Cora’s rape fantasy is a bloody, nasty delight.

Have a sick and twisted day!

Blasphemy sex has superior power that will raise the dead

Blasphemy sex Blasphemy sex, there are a lot of different ways to do it. I actually found a special ritual that will raise the dead. I always dreamed of meeting Charlie. He was such a babe. If he felt my pussy he wouldn’t have needed any of those other bitches. I have at my disposal a spell that will allow me to summon my dear Charlie back from the depths of hell. And believe me, I will stop at nothing to make it happen.

But I can’t do it alone. I need a partner, someone who is just as depraved and twisted as I am. Someone who gets off on the thought of dominating and destroying innocent young pussy. Don’t those screams of pain make get you off like nothing else in the world?

I already have the sacrifice for my ritual, a sweet little thing who is willing to do whatever it takes to please me. But I need a hot, pulsing p. cock to help me complete the spell, to bring forth the ultimate act of blasphemy and raise the dead.

Does the thought of this make your dick hard? Does it excite you to think about all the ways you can violate and defile victim gash? I want a dedicated partner who wants to make the streets run red of the blood of the “innocent” and the dead to cum just as hard as they did in life. I dream of a world overrun by Snuff sex. 

 

Dead pussy for you and a cold stiffy for me

Necrophilia phone sex

Necrophilia phone sex has me draining your balls for dead girls! But in the flip side, I have been thinking about my aunt who got pregnant by her husband’s dead cock. RIP Uncle Chad, your swimmers were still alive after Auntie rode your rigor mortis cock! Yes, even some of us women find death sexy, so sexy that we ride freshly dead cock. OOO, my aunt also said it was the hardest his cock ever as, all it took was him dying to get the best rock hard cock!  I guess you could say that he was really dead stiff! Hah! 😉

Now I am on the hunt for a man who will let me fuck him to death, so I can pop my warm wet teen cock on a dead ass stiffy. 

Necrophilia phone sex has me draining your balls

 Coaching men through Sex with dead bodies has always made my pussy hum. I am thinking that I will have to give him an end of life treat. I know one of his daughters should be great to convince him if he kills her, I can kill him. 

Sex with dead bodies makes me so horny 

Hey, he gets to fuck forbidden pussy and snuff her out. And I get to slice his throat riding his dick to death, literally! It’ll be the perfect end for the both daddy and daughter. Can you see yourself fucking dead girl pussy and offering your life up so I can ride dead cock!?

Cold dead pussy and cold dead cock makes me so fucking horny!

The girl in the box.

Kidnapping phone sex

 Kidnapping phone sex turns me on. The thrill makes me hot. It was a cold winter night and I was asleep in my room at my parents house. I could see lights around my window but didn’t hear anything. I called out for my mom but she didn’t wake up. As the light appeared brighter I heard a giant crash.  Glass from my windows covered my body as a man stood over me.  He was tall with long hair and a long beard.  I was frozen in fear but as I attempted to run he knocked me out cold with the handle of an ax and grabbed me out of bed.

When I woke up, I was in a clear box. All four sides were locked up with no way to get out.  I could barely move. I was completely naked with blood dripping from my pussy and chains on my ankles.  My box was in a basement below a house. No one could hear me screaming. Then a group of men came in the room. One man opens the box as the all the others sit and watch. He starts by assaulting me and  rams his dick in my cunt, tearing it from my clit. I was screaming and all the men were enjoying it. One by one I was forced fucked, whipped, strangled, and cocks inserted up my butthole. This went on for hours and hours with no food or water while chained. If I screamed or cried I was strangled until I almost passed out and my chains were pulled tighter. One guy came in and grabbed me by my legs just to hear me cry. He yelled, “louder louder”.

There were other boxes with women inside this basement filled with other girls who were also taken and assaulted. I could only lay there, gushing blood. My pussy was completely torn open. Men payed lots of money for this deadly underground fuck fest as the girls sacrificed their lives. I have no chance of getting out. I was chosen for this.

 

Necrophilia Phone Sex For Dead, Tight Pussy

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Necrophilia phone sex is easy to talk about especially when you have a friend who works in the medical examiner’s office. Ed is one of a few people who shares my little fetish. I’ll admit it’s much easier for a man to get into fucking dead bodies. I’ve always been fascinated at how the body changes after death and thankfully, Ed has no qualms about inviting me to the morgue after dark. We had to wait until everyone left for him to smuggle me in but my adrenaline was pumping just knowing we would be doing some nasty fucking shit. He told me I could take pictures, since it got him off even more. He had a fresh body that came in that wasn’t cut on yet. Ed was a little jittery because he got high before meeting me. I had my phone ready as soo as we got in the room. It was cold in there but I had on my sweatshirt. Ed had changed into some old gray sweatpants and a long sleeve t-shirt. He called them his “play clothes”. He pulled the sheet down and touched the hard nipples of the corpse. Her dead tits were a C-cup. She must have had really nice big ones when she was alive. Of course, Ed had to pinch the nipples as he stroked his cock. I could see that nasty motherfucker’s dick get harder by the second. He walked down to the end of the table, never taking his eyes off the Jane Doe’s naked body. Her face looked young, even though she had been dead a few days. Ed liked ’em still fresh. More than a week on a body was never good he said. He pushed down his jogging pants and pulled his thick, hard dick out. He always lubed up with baby oil before dead girl fucking, although he liked men too. He got up on the table and told me to start taking the pics just as he put his dick in her cold pussy. He said that dead girl cunt is so much tighter because it shrinks. As soon as he slid his necro-fucker in her small hole, Ed started to fuck her unalive cunt in a slow rhythm. He said he did it that way, so nobody could tell the body had been tampered with. He shot all his cum into her still pussy , then pulled out to reveal the last droplet on his mushroom head. He wiped it off with his finger and licked the finger clean. I got it all on my phone. Ed promised to sneak me in again to watch him fuck dead ass. I’m totally looking forward to that.