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Two girl phone sex with Chelsea and Terry

2 girl phone sexHi there boys. I’m Chelsea and I’m your dirty phone whore. Meet my lover and fuck toy, Terry.  She is a faggot slut like me and she loves cock and pussy. We’re both terribly competitive and sometimes we fight over cock. I mean physically FIGHT over cock like dogs fighting over a bone. Of course, being the skanks that we are, we usually get thrown the leftover bones. So that means sometimes we’ve got to get along and fuck each other. She thinks she’s the bitch in charge but when I pull out a strap-on, she turns to jelly. She knows I fuck better than any man. My magic tongue in her fuck box and she goes insane. You should hear her moan. Sometimes I piss her off though and she gets nasty. I was cocksucking a big bone and when I wouldn’t share, she shoved my head down, choking me on that long fuckstick. her evil laugh turned him on and he rammed me deep and hard while I puked.
When we get along, we’re the perfect team. Imagine her sucking those nuts while I gulp your cock down deep. Blow your load in my mouth and I will give her a deep kiss, slobbering your wad into her mouth to share. We love sissy boys. I will strap on the monster cock. She’ll get in front of you and start licking your shaft. Just when you think you can’t take any more, I’ll suddenly ram my nigger cock right up your ass. We love to listen to a man beg for mercy!!
If you like nasty whores who have no shame and no taboos, give me and Terry a call. We will do for you what no other women will. We have absolutely no limits and nothing is too perverse us!!!

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Dinner with Friends

Cannibalism phone sexWhen you have certain tastes, having an accomplice is key. Luckily, Rick and I both share a love for fine dining. I decided that he should accompany me on a little hunting expedition. I have discovered a new hunting ground: the nude beach. All these lovely girls frolicking about in their natural state allows us to pick out the perfect meal together. No guessing if her breasts are natural or if she dies her hair. No wondering about tattoos and piercings. Plus, you can see the rump, the thighs and the breasts so well. It is nice to see how succulent the meat is before your bring it home. So many coeds these days are just too sinewy. We found the perfect girl. Young twenty something with meat on her bones. Not fat, but healthy. All natural and in good physical shape. Grade A choice girl meat. Our favorite.

We already had a plan to grab her. Another girl never thinks of another girl as a predator. At least not until she feels the chloroform cloth around her mouth from her accomplice. Of course she woke up in a cage with a lot of questions. Why do young girls always assume we want to sexually assault them or torture them? Rick assured her we were much more sophisticated than that. “You have a much higher purpose sweetie,” he informed her as he pinched her flesh in various places checking out her ample breasts, thighs and rump. You need to be able to pinch skin on the perfect meal. We measured her ass and thighs, even her belly. Makes Rick’s mind spin when he sees how many inches of girl meat he gets to tenderize and marinate.

snuff pornI could already picture her a nice golden brown. I could already smell the seasonings blending with her natural aroma. Intoxicating. Made me moist in the panties. A yummy meal is almost as good, if not better, than a hot sexual encounter. This was the finest specimen in a long time. Didn’t need to plump her up. No silicone to remove. Beautiful round juicy ass. I am a breast girl myself, but Rick loves firm thighs with some jiggle to them. When properly tenderized and seasoned, makes for a most scrumptious meal. As we checked out our meal and discussed the different ways we could cook her, she became rather hysterical. I patted her head through the cage to calm her. “Don’t you work yourself up dear. It is not healthy for your body.” Silly girls don’t understand how increased adrenaline and blood pressure spoils meat.

snuff moviesI gave her a natural sedative to calm her, then pulled her out of her cage to prep her while Rick did his magic in the kitchen. He blends the right amount of seasonings and sauce to make girl meat taste out of this world. I washed her body and hair of all toxins. You can’t have any chemicals on a body before cooking for the best flavor. I even shaved her. She didn’t have much body hair, but a nice smooth firm body absorbs the sauce so much better. I returned her to her cage nice and clean and ready for basting. There are lots of way to prepare girl meat. Oven baked with some potatoes and veggies and an olive oil basting; takes awhile, but the meat is so tender and golden brown afterwards. Spit roasted with an apple in her mouth over an open flame permeates the yard with yummy smells. The meat is a bit tougher on the outside, but so tender on the inside. Girl stew. Big cast iron pot filled with water, seasonings and some veggies and your meat over an open flame. Really, with the right chef, the possibilities are endless.

taboo phone sexTonight, however, we opted for girl roast. Rick coat every inch of her succulent body with his special herbs and butter sauce. I used my knife to make a nice incision in her chest cavity so I could insert some veggies and potatoes. Stitched her right back up like a turkey. They taste so much better when they absorb some of the meat’s natural flavor. The poor thing was subdued but still criticizing our meat choices. It really is rude to make others feel bad for their tastes. I will not eat boxed and processed foods, but you don’t hear me being critical of what others eat. As I stitched her back up and told her how delectable she was going to be, and how she would feed us for weeks, I saw the look in her eyes. She was coming to terms with her fate. Rick finished basting her, while I poured us two big glasses of white wine. We put her in the oven with the light on so we could see her cook, sat back and reminisced about the other fine meals we have shared over the years.

torture phone sexThe house smelled wonderful. When she was ready to be severed, I cut him some thigh meat first. “Enjoy. I know it is your favorite,” I told him. I love a quiet fine dining experience with friends. It is the simple pleasures in life that are the most memorable.

Rump Roast!

Cannibalism phone sexI knew I had found the perfect piece of meat. I noticed her instantly. Those long legs strutting past me on the street. Her tiny little gray dress barley covering her round rump. So firm and full. I knew the second I saw her she was perfect for Rick. So fucking sexy! I followed her for awhile. Watching her strut. When it started to rain I knew I had the PERFECT excuse to talk to her! I told her I lived in the penthouse right across the street if she needed a dry place to wait out the rain. She seemed to hesitate. Perhaps she could feel what I have planned.

cannibalism phone sexSo I slipped off my 800.00 dollar pair of Dolce And Gannana pumps. I told her these things were KILLING my feet. Of course she had to say how sexy and perfect they are. I told her she could have them! I was done with my feet hurting. And actually… I do have a few more pairs she could have if she really wanted. Of course she really wanted! So she happily followed me to my house. I poured her a drink with a little extra in it! Just enough to make her complacent. She was putty in my hands. And I waited for Rick to arrive! I kept my self busy in the kitchen. Mixing up a fresh batch of Ex-virgin olive oil with just the right herbs. And I peeled and cored several apples. Then mashed them into some real butter. A nice marinade! Rick arrived just in time! I helped slip it’s gray dress right off so Rick could wash it down. He scrubbed her clean. I pulled out my biggest roasting pan. And Rick and I placed our guest in the pot. I let Rick rub every inch of her body down with the olive oil. And then Rick packed the apple butter into our guest pussy and ass. I even held her mouth open and force feed her the remainder of the butter. Rick and I slid her into the industrial over and watched as her skin started to glow. She shimmered in the heat. The smell of the slowly simmering meat was delicious! And the look on her face was divine, as her skin tightened up and browned. She was slowly cooking to death. I could hear her moans and whimpers as the time passed. It really was sexy! I could barely wait for the finally! But finally you could see her skin get almost see threw. You could see the bubbling juices rolling under her crisp skin, letting you know that she was finally done! Of course Rick went right for a piece of rump roast. She was so juicy when he cut into her delicious meat her juices squirted out! She melted in our mouths! Mmmmmm I do love a good rump roast!

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Blood Tears

angieIt all started years ago with a show called the Twilight Zone. I remember sitting there watching an episode where a race of aliens came to Earth. They had a manual that was called “To Serve Man” People were over the moon. They thought that the aliens were friendly and just wanted to serve the human race. Finally in the end as people were getting on the space ship to join the aliens, one man, who had deciphered the book and discovered it was a cook book, was yelling out side of the ship. snuff porn angie1At that moment when I connected the dots my pussy let out a gush of fluid. The idea of eating human flesh had never occurred to me before then. But the moment I had that thought I knew I would enjoy cannibalism for the rest of my life. Finding ways to obtain and serve human flesh has been a long road of trial and error. You see you have to pick the right person, you have to decide just what cuts of meat you enjoy, what herbs and spices taste right with what flesh type. Each ethnicity has it’s own flavor. Much like the difference between corn fed and grass fed beef. Being a cannibal is more then a life style it is an art. One must never take for granted the flesh that is being consumed and one must always be reverent in the treatment of the flesh as well as grateful for the gift of life that is given for nourishment. snuff porn angie3This brings me to my latest meal. It was an innocent day at the movies. I was not on the hunt for a meal (often my best meals are the unexpected ones) She was sitting a couple of rows in front of me. It was a sappy chick flick and as the lights came up in the theater almost every female was crying. When I looked at her she was crying tears of blood. My physical reaction to this was intense. I had never seen such a phenomenon and I had to have her. As I followed her down the street I noticed that she was plump in all the right places. Her rump was nice and fleshy but not fatty, her thighs were rubbing together just enough to have some good chunks of meat on them. The rest of her was healthy but not overly so. I knew that because she cried blood tears that she had to be special and that I would have to share her with the most special people in my life.snuff porn angie2 I began to ponder seasoning and preparation as my pussy pumped juices between my legs and the anticipation grew. I also began thinking of how I would “serve” her. I thought of leaving her whole and serving her like a pig with an apple in her mouth, allowing the most privileged guest to carve her for serving. I thought of removing her head and making it the center piece of the platter, especially if I could get some of those blood tears flowing before removing it. It would be very exotic to position her head in the center of a tray of her flesh with a smile on her face and blood tears staining her cheeks from where they flowed for the last time. So many choices, so many decisions, so much planning…….At last, the perfect time to take her and begin…..I can’t wait to share her with you!

Medical Fetish Phone Sex

medical fetish phone sex karmaOne of my favorite things to do has always been to put on the scrubs I bought from the Salvation Army and hit the hospital. I love the halls that hold the terminally ill, the ones that have the bio hazard signs on the doors, the rooms that are high risk to enter and the halls that smell of rotting flesh while the feeling of despair hangs in the air, so thick you could cut it with a knife. I would often sit in the corner of the room after turning off the morphine drip, waiting for the extreme pain to hit so that I can rub out a good hard orgasm as I listen to them moan in agony. There are a couple of rooms that have great nooks that I can hide in. Those particular rooms are used to perform medical procedures that aren’t generally performed in a normal room. I have been able to witness several invasive procedures in these rooms that not only brought me great pleasure but gave me intense material to share with others on medical fetish phone sex calls. One time especially comes to mind. When I walked into his room the smell of rotting flesh was so strong that it almost made me gag. And I don’t gag easy. I pulled back the sheet and saw a huge chunk of flesh that was swollen, red and infected. i knew the flesh was deteriorating from the inside out. I heard the footsteps and backed into my hiding place and as I watched the doctor inject the Novocaine my heart sunk. Why do they do this? I kept watching and when I saw the scalpel sink into the skin, I felt the moisture begin to build in my panties. Watching the spewing puss and chunks of flesh, the stench that the infection produced when released, all served to stir the darkness inside me and I started to cum. I had to cover my mouth to stop the moan of pleasure as the primal orgasm escaped my cunt. Medical fetishes are so complex……

Cannibalism Phone Sex: The Way to a Man’s Heart is Through His Stomach

cannibalism phone sexCannibalism phone sex gives new meaning to be being eaten out! I answered an ad on Craig’s List for a physically fit cage dancer. I’ve got meat on my bones. I workout. I have done my share of private dancing for extra cash. I showed up looking sexy for the interview. A nice older man invited me inside. Some wonderful scent permeated through the house. He saw my nose inhale and a smile come over my face. “My special meat sauce,” he said. He told me he was a private chef hosting a high end dinner party. His guests would enjoy special entertainment. We talked for a while. He asked about eating habits; my health history and then took my measurements I figured it was for an outfit.

I followed him to his basement to check out the cage I would be dancing in. The moment the cage opened, he shoved me inside, tied me up and locked the door. “Silly girl. Don’t you know it’s dangerous to come to a stranger’s home,” he said with an evil glean in his eyes. I started to plead for release. Begged him not to hurt me. “I’m not going to harm a hair on your pretty head sweetie. I never play with my food,” he chuckled. Food? Surely, I misunderstood him. Hannibal Lector is a fictional character. Then I saw his special kitchen. In his basement he had industrial size everything.

taboo phone sexI could smell something cooking on the stove. Dear God. Was it some other girl who answered the same ad? “Now now Cassie, don’t panic yet. That is just the special meat sauce. A good meal is all about the preparation dear,” he spoke like he was talking about Arby’s special sauce. Suddenly, there was another man in the room, much younger than him. His son I thought. He started feeling my body, marking up certain parts of me like a side of beef. He circled the rump, thighs, stomach and breasts. When he realized I had fake tits, he got disappointed. I thought this was my out. But Dr. Lector handed him a big knife and he cut the silicon out of my breasts. I was bleeding all over myself and the cage. I felt a fire hose on me. I felt like a dirty caged animal.

I was getting weak from fear and blood loss. I passed out for a second, but awoke to being basted in a sweet smelling sticky substance. I was being marinated. “I told you honey. It is all about the preparation. You are going to be delicious,” he said softly in my ear as he coated my flesh with his special sauce. I passed out. Woke up to the pain of a metal rod being rammed up my ass. I felt so weak and sleepy, but the heat sensation revived me. I was being slowly roasted over an open flame. “Don’t cry pretty girl. You are going to make several men very happy tonight. Haven’t you heard that the way to a man’s heart is his stomach?”

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Kidnapping Phone Sex: Profit for Me, Fun for You

Kidnapping Phone SexWant to go hunting with me? I know how to mix business with pleasure. I can line our pockets while getting us off hard. Do you know how much young corneas go for on the black market? Almost as much as kidneys. But with eyes, you don’t have to slice and dice; you just need to gouge them out. Less mess, quicker in and out, so you can make much more money with eyes. I am a fan of the little ones because their eyes not only pop right out of the skull, but I can profit doubly. I’m a conservationist. I use all of the body. Once I gouge those little eyeballs out and get them in a sterile jar and on ice, you can play with the body for a fair price.

taboo phone sexAnd at that tender sweet age, they are easier to manage, especially when still lamenting the loss of sight. Bonus, they can’t see you, so if you wanna snuff them out that is just for pleasure not for survival. Last week I snatched up Abby at the mall. A blonde pretty virgin barely teen girl. Just what my client wanted. I tied her to a chair, put my knife to the corner of her eyes and popped out some pretty blues. I wrapped her sockets with gauze to stop the bleeding, then brought in Tony. Tony paid top dollar for this morsel. And I made top dollar off her corneas. Double score.

fantasy phone sex tortureTony was a sick fuck like me. His fantasy you ask? Force fuck a virgin young girl in all her holes. Ass, pussy, mouth, urethra, nostrils, ears and eye sockets. Abby was so tiny and young, and Tony had such a large cock, that when he shoved his cock in her mouth, it came out one of her eye sockets. Fucking sick shit, but so hot.When he came, it looked like her eye was weeping cum.  I played with my pussy watching her get skull fucked, as I waited on my other client to pick up her pretty blue eyes that would give the gift of sight to some rich mother fucker’s brat. Abby may not have had the privilege of money, but she had the privilege of a dirty old man’s cock in ALL her holes. What is your twisted fantasy? I bet I can make it equally beneficial for us both.

Taboo Phone Sex Skull Fucker

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There is nothing I hate more then a man who only likes to use one part of a dying body. You see, there are many pace to fuck someone, each with pleasure and a sensation both new and arousing. Sure, you have the pussy and the ass, but why stop there. There is the mouth, the nose, the skull…you can also lop off limbs and remove the bones and shove in your own boner. That is also sexy, and the warm body hold on tight to your big hard throbbing cock. My personal favorite to watch is a skull fucker. The sounds a brain makes when a big hard throbbing cock is thrust through the eye socket of a little girlie makes my heart flutter with joy. You can decapitate the victim, or leave her little head in place. The satisfaction is the same, only the method is different. Skull fuck her little brains over and over again till you turn her brains to mush then make sure you fill it with your jizz! Then I will pour the mixture from her empty eye socket and have myself a nice treat. Mmmhmmm good! 

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2 Girl Phone Sex Fun: Never Underestimate an Old Subby Bitch

2 girl phone sex tortureHis instructions were clear. Find a young bitch for me to play with as you are getting old and boring. I have been with this particular guy for over a decade. I’m older now, and he wants a young new model to torture and abuse. Taboo phone sex has always been his thing. Snuff, torture, BDSM, young girls, force fucking, forced intoxication….. all things he loves, all things with me he has grown bored doing. Suddenly I went from victim to accomplice. I wasn’t sure how I felt about that, but I knew I had to find him a young teen girl fast or he might kill me since he had decided I am no longer worthy to be his fuck pig slave.

I saw Taylor at the mall. A cute barely legal little whore. I was like her once. A young cute bitch eager to please men, willing to do anything for their attention. I told her about this rave my friend was having; showed her his picture and soon she was back at my place where I over powered the whore and chained her to the couch as a present for him. Taylor tried to get away, but could not break the chains or wiggle her tiny frame out of the shackles. I felt oddly dominant. Seeing her strung out scrawny ass tied up to the couch like that made me want to hurt her. I think I was jealous. I knew where he kept his torture tools. I came back with a riding crop and a whip and started smacking the whore around. She screamed and yelled. Even called me names, which made me strike her harder. I wanted to ugly up his new teen whore. Maybe if he saw a damaged slut he would realize how valuable I still could be to him.

domination phone sexMaster came busting through the door and punched me square in the mouth. He then kicked me repeatedly until I was in fetal position. He went over to check out Taylor to make sure I had not hurt his new pig. I didn’t see what the big deal was; I mean I picked her out, not like he knew her or anything. I just wanted to have a little fun with her too. He dragged me down into his dungeon and whipped me so bad, my skin broke. He tossed me on the floor. “You belong in the gutter you worthless pig,” he yelled as he started pissing on me. Kicked me some more, then strung me upside down and skull fucked my mouth. After he shot a load down my throat so forcefully that I puked, he cut me down and used me as a punching bag some more. He made it clear to me that Taylor was his new bitch, and I was a worthless whore.

What I did not see coming was that he would let Taylor use me. He freed her and ordered her to get some payback. The little bitch kicked and bit me, even scratched me. She called me an old bitch that should be put out to pasture. I ended up in a cat fight with a bitch half my age over a Master I should have been grateful was cutting me lose. Stockholm Syndrome perhaps, but I fought that bitch hard for him. In fact, I ended up snapping her little boney neck and killing his new pet instantly. Honestly, I didn’t know I had that kind of rage or strength in me. I guess the thought of being traded in for a younger model didn’t sit well with me. But my jealous rage and willingness to kill the competition made me his top bitch again. Oh no, what did I just do.

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Home Invasion Phone Sex Nightmare

home invasion phone sexHome invasion phone sex was pure fantasy for me until recently. I was asleep soundly, during a summer storm. I sleep right through thunder and lightning. I didn’t even realize that the power was out until a hand was over my mouth. I thought it was one of my Master’s needing some perverse force fuck session, but I quickly realized I had no clue who this man was; I had never seen him before, but he seemed to know me. I am a submissive whore, but I didn’t know how to act with a total stranger. I tried to fight him as he restrained me to my bed. He punched me in the face then used my tits as punching bags.

He shoved my panties in my mouth, then helped himself to my goodie drawer. He showed a dildo up my ass while he punched my “worthless tits” repeatedly until they were black and blue. I was trying not to cry, but I was scared. I had no safe word with this guy. This was not some master and servant game, but an act of random violence. When he forced his cock into my pussy, he put his hands on my throat to choke me. I felt light headed. I started trembling. As he penetrated me bare back, I had fears of pregnancy and STDS. I begged for him not to cum in me, but he insisted he wanted to leave a present in my belly to remember him by.

rape phone sex fantasiesAs he talked about impregnating me, it was obvious this attack was not so random. He knew I was ovulating. He knew my monthly schedule. He knew I was not on any oral contraceptive. He left me tied to my bed while he force fucked me for hours.”I left 4 loads of baby batter in your whore cunt, bitch. I know you will have a permanent reminder of me in 9 months,” he said. I told myself if I ended up pregnant, I could terminate the pregnancy. “Oh bitch, don’t even think of aborting my seed. I will be watching you and if you even think of an abortion, I will gut you like a pig and rip the spawn right out of your whore belly,” he seethed as he carved a W in my belly for whore.

He punched me some more, which got him hard enough to dump another load of batter inside me. He left me tied to the bed. I laid there for almost 24 hours, covered in blood and piss until my friend came looking for me and rescued me. As she helped me into the bathroom to clean up, we saw the note written in my blood on the mirror, “Tell a soul and you die.”