Accomplice Phone Sex for Rape Fantasies of My Sons

accomplice phone sexI do not get to do accomplice phone sex often, but when I do it is always hot. Most of my callers just want to use me, even kill and torture me. Very rarely do I get lucky enough to be a partner in crime, and almost never do I get to be an accomplice for force fucking my own sons. Men rarely admit to me their P desires for my two young sons. Usually, I am offering up my niece or pretending to have daughters. This guy had a hot scenario. One that left me wet and masturbating the rest of the night. My sons thought there was an intruder. They were clueless that I had helped stage the entire thing. I even let the intruder inside the house because he was my accomplice. He acted like he was going to assault me. I screamed loudly and my little boys came to mommy’s aid just like good little boys. That was when he flipped the tables. He told my boys that if they did not get naked, he would kill me. Is it wrong that I got wet over the fact that I knew my assailant had rape phone sex fantasies for my boys, not me? He told my sons to bend over the edge of the bed. I knew just where this was going but they did not. I acted mortified and scared which was hard to do when my cunt was dripping wet. My pussy was giving off that musky arousal scent that I feared would give me away. He fucked my oldest boy fist. His first cock in his ass. I wanted to masturbate, but I restrained myself. I cried and pleaded for my attacker to take me instead of the boys, but he fucked them until they pleaded for mercy. And just like that, my attacker came and left. His cum was dripping out of my sons’ buttholes and they were crying. I was fake crying and praising my boys for protecting their mommy. I feel just a tad guilty for enjoying every moment of the assault on their asses.

 

Shall We Burn Them?

accomplice phone sexDamn…. Daddy was feeling really naughty last week. I had picked up some hours as a volunteer of sorts at the local hospital. It was for the less fortunate, those without family or anyone to monitor what was going on. It was full of cute little things with flat chests, bubble butts and sweet bald cunts. Daddy was in heaven when I received a key to their nightly quarters. We planned to enter and retrieve a few of them and have some fun before the sun came up. As they lay asleep daddy picked two cute little blondes to enjoy. I had daddy pick one up and I picked up the other and we headed to a more private area. A soundproof room that is never checked. They were still a little groggy as we ripped their clothes off. He was feeling evil and soon I found myself body slamming and stomping and choking those little shits. Hell, he even had me put the spiky heel of my boot in one’s eyes and push until her eyeball popped out. If you have never seen that it is a must. Blood and goo – damn. Of course, as they lay beaten and bloody his cock was rock hard. I was soaking wet too, so I unzipped his pants and sucked his cock before climbing on top of him and riding him until I came all over him. He didn’t cum in me though. He pulled out and squirted those bodies lying on the floor. Then it was time to get rid of their lifeless bodies. You do know that these hospitals have crematoriums, don’t you?

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies in a Dive Bar Bathroom

rape phone sex fantasiesDo you have rape phone sex fantasies? I know I do. Men always do. I look like the blonde bimbo of their dark and wet dreams. That is what this preppy looking man told me as he was duct taping my hands behind my back. I was in a bar having drinks. I was by myself. I was there looking to pick up a man. The guy I was talking too seemed nice. That was until I excused myself to the bathroom and he followed. He pushed his way into the one stall woman’s bathroom and locked the door. The music was loud so I knew no one would hear my screams if anyone would care. He came prepared. He duct taped my mouth and my hands. He even bound my ankles with the duct tape. He bent me over the dirty toilet. This was a dive bar. Girls had puked and pissed on the seat. The smell was awful. I was trying hard not to puke from the stench because I would choke on my vomit with the duct tape over my mouth. He pushed my face into the shit stained dive bar toilet.  While my face was in the crapper, he treated my ass like an ass rape porn star’s ass. He put his hands around my neck and choked me while he fucked me. He sodomized my asshole. Not for long. Even with drunk dick, however, he still shot a load in me. He was a predator preying on drunk women in the bar. He left me. He came and he went, leaving me bound by the duct tape on a dirty bar bathroom floor. Some drunk chicks found me and thought I had done that to myself. That laughed at the drunk whore and left me there too. I was not saved until the janitor came in the middle of the night after the bar had shut down. Too late to find the asshole who did that to me.

Deviant Bloody phone sex

Bloody phone sex

Bloody phone sex with my dirty daddy makes me want to rub my cunt. I like to make his cock rise every time I mention to him how hot it is to gut a slut up to pieces and to have her beg for her life.

It makes me wet as fuck too. I Know dirty daddy dave wants me to slice her up to pieces after a little poolside fun. First and foremost, dirty daddy wants me to hold her down in a body of water.

Preferably a hot tub. Get her gasping for the air, then attack the slut when she’s vulnerable. Daddy wants to see the puddle of blood while I sacrifice her body for his pleasure. Daddy loves to fuck over a dead body.

It may not be very comfortable, but the rush of excitement gets us so fucking horny, and we can’t get enough, so we have to go on a killing spree together. Cut little sluts up with sharp knives and blades.

Evil phone sex whore Stephanie

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I love meeting new masters to serve, on my evil phone sex calls. I’ll do anything to please the one who owns this slutty whore pussy. My last master had me take on a job at a special care center. I made sure that he had access to a buffet of perfect, tiny little brats to torture and abuse. No one suspected a thing the entire time when my boyfriend would swing by and see me at work. No one knew that we were shopping and picking out the perfect torture doll. We waited and planned, until my last day at work. I had him park his van out back and wait for me to walk right out of the back door with that tiny slut. Once we had her in the van, he sunk his knife straight through her tiny chest, pinning her to the floor as he savagely ripped her little clothes right off of her body. As soon as she tried to scream, I crammed her tiny panties in her mouth and pushed them down her little throat. I did exactly as he had instructed me to do and held her little legs up over her head as he forced fucked that tiny slut and exploded into her perfect, tight pussy. After he was finished with her, I slit her throat and tossed her over the bridge on my way out of town. Now, on to my next victim.

Bloody Phone Sex is Bloody Hot

bloody phone sexBloody phone sex is bloody hot. I am not squeamish at the site of blood. I love blood. I discovered this at a young age. I was a schoolgirl when I had my first kill. I did not kill animals like most sociopaths, however. I did not target sex workers or the homeless either. I wanted a fair fight, even at my young age. I killed predators. I would get on my dad’s computer and look for where the registered sex offenders lived that were nearby. There were a lot. Did you know that when sex offenders must register where they live, it list their sex crimes and ages of their victims? It was not that felt like I had to defend little girls and boys like me. I hate brats. I hated them then and I hate them now. It was that as I was developing my dark side, I was looking for a fair fight and I wanted to kill someone no one cared about. I wanted to kill people that had a lot of enemies to generate more suspects for the crime. Even as a little girl, I was smart about killing. My first victim was a man 4 blocks away from where I lived. He had sodomized many little boys. Spent 20 years in prison and was out. I cased his place for weeks. No one lived with him, so only maybe his parole officer would look for him. I broke in a few times because I was tiny enough to get in and out of the doggy door. I knew he stilled liked little boy dick. He had stacks of illegal magazines and videos. One night, I crawled through the doggy door and stabbed him to death in his bed. Blood went everywhere because he was a fat fuck. He choked on his own blood. He was shocked to see such a young girl wielding such a big knife. I carved Pervert on his forehead and justice on his chest. No way this crime was getting blamed on a little schoolgirl who lived down the lane. It never did. To this day it is unsolved like many of my snuff porn victims. I love to kill, and I love a bloody mess. A fair fight is not always required because I do love mutilating tender age flesh too.

Gangbang Rape Phone Sex

gangbang rape pornBe quiet! That’s all I heard before I felt a rough hand on my mouth and a pain in my head. I woke up in a room full of grown men with huge cocks. Cocks of all different sizes. They stole me away from my home and brought me here to be their little slut. Who wouldn’t love being a whore victim to a bunch of big cocks like this. I was surrounded and immediately forced to suck on their dicks. I lubed them up being messy with the spit on their rock hard cocks as the began bending, flipping and touching me all over. I cried and screamed out as they stretched out all of my holes. They all started in my mouth before shoving them in my fresh holes. I eventually had been stretched so much that I bled and they used it for lube. I ended up having multiple big dicks in my pussy. Finally after all of it they left me covered in a mix of all their cum and some of my own blood after taking me. Now I belong to all eight maybe nine huge cocks every night.

 

Ass Rape Porn Star for a Soccer Dad

ass rape pornAnytime any of my callers watches an ass rape porn, they think of me. I am very anal. It is not so much that I love anal sex. I discovered a niche to get coke or to get money for coke. Here is the reality. Men pay for what their wives will not give them. Wives do not give up the booty. That is what mistresses, paid whores and dirty coke heads like me are for. Most men in my community know that I will give up my ass for money or coke. Normally, I am a dirty anal whore for really dark men. Sometimes, married men in the community hit me up on social media offering me some coke or money. Terry was this guy I know through my boys. He is the father of one of their friends. He has never fucked a woman in the ass before. He had heard a rumor about me and wanted to know if it was true. He told me a friend gave him some coke and he does not partake and asked for a trade. I met him at this no tell motel so no would find out. I never felt safer about being some guy’s anal whore before. I knew this guy. He was not a coke head. He was not a gang banger. He was not a master type either. When I arrived, he jumped me. Started choking me violently. He ripped my clothes off and fucked the life out of me. I never saw it coming. He was a soccer dad, and he fisted my asshole and made me bleed and prolapse. I was screaming but, in that motel, no one comes to help. I needed help too because as it turns out suburban dads are the most brutal men around.

Faith’s Bloody Phone Sex

bloody phone sexDaniel had no idea what kind of a succubus he had stumbled upon when he called me for the first time. He was dabbling in some vanilla roleplays and staying safe from going too dark too quickly. Oh, well, I fast-tracked that damnation asap. Daniel liked aggressive women in fantasy, so I spoke to that with all of my twisted blood lust on my tongue. His cock got devilishly hard when I nudged him into opening his skin for me. He made the hottest moans and grunts when he sliced into his skin and bled for me. So I created myself a virgin masochist. 

Daniel’s depraved bloody murder boner led him to me, and I pulled his bloody phone sex kinks right out of him. There was no telling me no when I said deeper, deeper into your flesh, t. When I say cut, he says where. Have you explored your dangerously devoted side? Do you jack your hard cock, and nut to crimson copper lube and screams of pleasure bleeding into cries of pain and back again? If so, I want to know what you sound like when you’re in tremendous pain. Get ready to love me till it hurts.

I Love The Fucking Train

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I was in the middle of getting my juicy cunt stuffed with my favorite big boy toy cock when my phone started ringing off the hook! Irritated, I grabbed it, but the sadistic voice that filled my ear made my pussy drip harder than the dick that had just been beating it up! I got dressed, ran to the car, and was down at the train tracks before I had a second to catch my breath.

There he was, a flare in hand illuminating the snow blustering around him. Tied to the tracks was a well dressed man. The bitch I assumed was his wife shivered naked next to my most exquisite lover. I heard it, and the grin consumed me. “I love the fucking train.” I giggled. We backed up, just enough as the snow turbine train came rolling through. The skank was trembling, sobbing, begging. “You chose your life over his; cowardice slut, you can watch him go.” The Devil before me purred. I started to touch my still dripping cunt under my skirts as the train rolled up.

The man was screaming, begging. The sound of the snow turbine train fan shredding him to pieces and then rolling his bones into dust made me cum. Reliving it gets me soaked. The whore was screaming. “You two should learn to mind your manners. You never know who you’re being rude to.” He grabbed me, bending me over my still running car, lining his throbbing cock up with my slit.

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