Violent phone sex fantasies. I have a few. I only have them when I am high though. I have all sorts of extreme fantasies when I am coked up. Last night, however, I was not high. I was at home alone when my stepson popped by to borrow something. My husband was at the movies with the boys, and I was watching television. He does not knock. He just comes inside and helps himself to whatever he wants, including his father’s wife. He said, “Hello, whore.” And before I could say anything, he grabbed me by my hair and pulled me off the chair. I fell with a thud on the floor. I looked up and his cock was out. I tried to crawl away from him, but he kicked me in the face. I bit my lip and blood started trickling down my face. He was laughing at me. “You cannot get away from me step mommy,” he seethed. As I tried to duck and cover my face, he picked me by my neck and tossed me down on the couch. This is when he forced his cock inside my pussy. Not the first time. He likes to act often on his rape phone sex fantasies for his red headed stepmom. He only fucks me brutally. He never uses lube. He never goes gently. And he always cums inside me. I was crying and bleeding from my mouth and my pussy. He just kept laughing and smacking me around. Luckily, for me, he did not last forever. He pops off quickly when he is ravaging my fuck holes. I thought he was just going to fuck my pussy, but he fucked my ass too and rough anal with no lube is sadistic. He beat me, fucked me and left. I guess I was what he came to borrow from his father.
Violent Phone Sex Fantasies
Killer Accomplice
By the time they put the pieces together, I will be long gone. I told her that death comes for us all, and she had really got the short end of the stick. We made her suffer the most out of all my kills. That little slutty cum bucket in the apartment below is only a memory. Forever snuffed out! The bloodbath I left behind reminded the crime scene investigators of the most sadistic Serial killers! Her body is in pieces and my chainsaw is now caked with pieces of her flesh and dried blood. I I saw how your cock jumped for her sweet young body! I did this to you! I made you dig deep into that dark soul until you saw that murder and force fucking was the only thing you really were aroused for! I took control of your soul and I used your cock and body to hurt these delectable young morsels of flesh. Everyone thought you were Mr. fucking Rodgers. A nice neighbor, they will soon see you are a killer, a freak if you don’t listen to me. We have to feed her to the masses, just grind her up like hamburger meat and you can barbeque and watch as your friends and neighbors gobble down the evidence to your sick and demented crimes! As I watched you repeatedly thrust your fuck stick in that innocent little one, I know what you are. It took a long time to wash your body free of blood, but it was worthwhile. I just wish I could see the people that eat her flesh. I will be long gone but you will always have your memories of our bloody fuck a thon with her.
Pussy Slayer
I could feel him pulling me across the room with his eyes.
The music was loud and the club was crowded.
His hypnotic eyes seduced me and held mine as I floated through the crowd.
His arms wrapped around me tight as if I would try to escape and his body, pressed so hard against mine, started to sway to a sinister song that only we heard.
The sharp blade of his knife pierced my stomach and the jolt of my body mimicked the other dancers in the crowd.
His tight grip held me up as he repeatedly plunged the knife into my gut!
I must of appeared to be a drunk girl that he was helping off the dance floor as he held my limp body and pulled me into the alley.
“Tell me you love me!’, he commanded as he slowly kissed my dying body and forced his swollen cock in my tight cunt!
His hard cock was powerful and as the warm juices began to rush to my smooth velvet lips, and I suddenly realized that I was not afraid of dying!
The only fear I had was that I may never feel this intense frenzy of lust as my body succumbed to his desires!
My pussy started exploding…a mass eruption of squirting cum blast from deep inside me as I rose my hips to meet his pelvic shattering thrusts!
It was only then that I saw his cock in his hand and the cum start to splatter my bloody body as he choked the seed from it’s bulging purple head!
The intense thrusting continued to penetrate my body and I looked down to see he had not been fucking me with his cock at all!
As he pulled the bloody knife out of my shredded cunt and held it high in the air, I looked into his eyes, and with my last breath, I softly whispered, “I love you”, before the final plunge of his hard steely blade skewered my….
Snuff Porn Audition
I had a snuff porn audition this week. I was in front of three men telling them why I was the best woman for their movie. The director asked to see my boobs. He wanted to make sure they had some bounce and jiggle because there would be a lot of focus on my boobs. I unveiled my big tits and bounced to show that they jiggle. I was wet. I wanted this gig. It was a violent movie. The studio is known for the most realistic snuff films in the industry. I have waited a decade for an audition. The three men, the director, the lead executioner, and the producer all wanted to feel the goods. They wanted to hear me scream, so I let off a blood curdling scream that a scream queen would have made. I impressed them again and got the part. I started the next day. I quickly found out why their snuff movies are the most popular. They are not all fake. While I was looking for the little girl’s room, I went the wrong way and saw another film being made. I thought it was like the one I was making, but I saw a guy cut off a woman’s arm and blood splattered everywhere. She started convulsing like a woman in shock. Before she stopped convulsing, they took her other arm too. Then a guy gutted her like a wild animal. While she was shaking and convulsing, blood spewed everywhere. No one had seen me yet. This was real. I was not sure if mine was going to be fake or real, but I did not want to hang around and find out. This girl was dismembered, gutted, and fucked while some masked guy filmed it. I love snuff sex, but the simulated kind. I hustled to the bathroom and went out a window. I think if I had stayed for my filming time, I would not be here today. My dark desires are going to get me killed one day.
Blasphemy Sex On a Sunday
You’ve been having fucked up phone sex with nasty girls like me, but there are still some things that we’ve never done together. The same voice that gets you rock hard sounds even hotter when we’re breaking the taboo of blasphemy together. I know some hardcore phone callers that will talk about the most perverted shit you can imagine, but they won’t touch blasphemy sex with me. It’s alright; everyone has their limits. I happen to get super wet when I get off at the expense of God, Jesus, and the holy fucking ghost. I know how to get you off with it, too, I promise.
Have you thought about being blasphemous? You might get turned on when you read our blogs about religious kink and sacrilege, but you’re scared to go in. I’ll lead you in; I’ll milk your soul right out of your cock. Or I’ll toy with the idea while I talk mad dirty shit about Jesus and his Daddy God. Will you say the words that get you hard? Will you curse the mother fucking son of God while we bring ourselves to unholy release from satanic sex magic? Call this naughty phone girl soon, ok?
Midnight Predator
It was just after midnight, groups were beginning to slowly clear out of this hole in the wall bar, soon just the lonely hearts would remain. Just have to find the right one, tonight they are going to die. My quest is to find an innocent beauty, one the world that would make the world mourn the lost off. I’m already on his bad side so I better not fail. There she is, a sweet face but sad eyes. Curly golden locks, delicate curves, revealing enough for a second look but not enough to keep one on the hook. Introductions were made, we exchanged pleasantries and I offered to drive her home. It was late and you never know with uber drivers was the line I fed her. Stupid bitch. She didn’t even pay attention when we were driving down the road and I stuck my hand into the middle console of my car. She just continued to stare out the window droning on about her recent break up, cut short by the hard jab of the needle going swiftly into her neck. Putting her to sleep almost immediately, as a trickle of blood leaked from the point of injection. I wonder what her screams are going to sound like while he plays with her.
Making Homemade Snuff Movies
I make homemade snuff movies. I then sell them on the dark net. Sometimes, I am paid for special requests. My viewers sometimes want to see me kill a young girl or anyone who wronged them. This guy paid me better than I could have imagined. I look at the money as bonus because I love being a wicked butcher. Killing is in my DNA. Did you know that being a sick predator can be hereditary? Part nurture and part nature explains my sadistic side. My grandpa was a sadist who experimented on his prisoners who were in his private prison. He fancied himself like a Nazi doctor. He enjoyed executions too. My dad was boring, so I think the genetic gene skipped a generation. I am like Dexter without the altruistic motives. This client wanted me to kill a teen slut. He wanted her white and privileged. That was not hard to find. I went to the high-end mall where the rich bitch teens hang out. I found a girl waiting for friends or a boyfriend. She was in designer clothes and her hair was perfect. Her nails manicured. Yea, she screamed rich teen. I sat next to her at the mall food court and spiked her Orange Julius. When she started to act drugged, I swooped in and took her to my car. She passed out in the back seat. I went to my kill shack in the woods and started live streaming her snuff sex death. I tied her up spread eagle, naked. I let him tell me what and where to do it. He was a sick as me. Carve off her budding tits. Slice her clit in two. Make her pussy wider. Every slit on her body, I sliced. She bled a lot, screamed more. We tortured her for hours getting horny on her blood and tears. I can always use a sick accomplice phone sex partner. Is that you?
Ready to make that cock rock
I’m into sadistic phone sex because I am quite an evil skank. I have done so many things that are quite questionable. My favorite thus far happens to be the time I made my ex-boyfriend fuck for hours on end. Actually, it ended up being like almost two whole days, technically. It was a wild thing to witness. I didn’t mind that I was potentially putting his life in danger. I popped several viagras into his shake. I ground them up and mixed them in real good to that chocolate protein shake. I was horny, and his 2 minute fucking sessions didn’t do the job. I want to go all night and all day. What can you say a girl has needs. I watched as his cock grew and instantly could tell he was ready to pound my cunt. I laughed and smirked. He knew what was up. We fucked for hours, his cock was all bruised and bloody, and that was turning me on even more.
Cock, Coke, and Cum
They promised me it would be the time of my life and I guess I must have looked like a drugged out whore because they looked me up and down and said there would be more cock and coke than I could handle!
There were guys and girls fucking everywhere!
Naked bodies pressed up against each other, loud music playing and the smell of sex and weed filled the air!
They rushed me past all the cocks and cunts and took me to a more private room.
I felt like a vip until they threw me on the ground and locked the door!
I have been in this kind of mess before so I knew not to fight!
They took turns ripping the tender skin around my tight ass with their meaty cocks as they filled it over and over again with piss and cum!
My bruised bloody body was limp and they were only half way through when I knew I was in trouble!
They held my arms and head as they forced their cocks down my throat, holding my nose, forcing me to guzzle their loads!
The hard dicks were so large, I could not breathe and the loads of cum were over flowing and splattering out my nose!
I was suffocating on cock and drowning in cum when the final thrust slammed against the back of my throat, popping my head like a pez dispenser and snapping my neck!
Torture Sex Upside Down
Sometimes, I deserve torture sex. This was not one of those times. I did nothing wrong. I was minding my own business. I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time. I witnessed a burglary, but they did not believe me when I said I was too fucked up to know what I saw. Honestly, I had no idea I watched a crime. I was in an alley way getting high. I heard the alarm go off and I saw people get in a van, but I never processed what I saw. I tumbled out from behind the dumpster high as a kite and one of the guys grabbed me and shoved me in the van. They had just robbed a pharmacy of all its Oxy. They did not believe me when I said I was too fucked up to make sense of it. They drove me to their safe house and interrogated me. Each one had on a mask, so how the fuck was I supposed to know who they were? They hung me naked upside down and zapped me with a taser until I was peeing on myself. It quickly became clear that they knew I did not know anything that could identify them. They just wanted to torture me. They were high on oxy at this point and enjoying shocking me. I would convulse and piss myself with every jolt they gave me. After what seemed like an eternity, they cut me down. I was grateful for the ass fucking because it was less painful than the shock treatments I was getting. Eventually, they passed out and I got away. I still never saw their faces. Not like I would ever go to the police anyway. I am a druggy whore. Plus, I know snitches gets stitches.















