Category: Ass rape porn

My Son Makes Me the Star of His Snuff Movies

snuff moviesMy son likes to put me in his snuff movies. I’m always his live stream cash cow. And for the most part, I prepare myself for it. I’m just an old whore. Dark tan skin, but you can see my tan lines from the micro bikini I wear. My son likes me to stand in front of him in my panties so he can see the tan lines. I look like an over the hill 80s woman. He calls me his glam bimbo. I walked around in panties and super high heels. Add my long nails, my big hair and my cherry red lipstick, once upon a time I could’ve been an 80s video vixen.

Perhaps in a way I am still a video vixen. My son live streams our sessions. We have an understanding. He gives me the best cocaine around and he gets to film himself beating mommy beautiful. I stayed in front of him showing off my ultra skinny body. Except for the bimbo boobs, I have the body of a young schoolgirl.

Since my cunt lips hung over my panties, it looked like my lips wanted to swallow up my panties. My son pulled on my lips until he could wrap them around the panties. When he came back up, he punched my teeth out. They flew across the room. Next, he dribbled my head like a basketball on the wood floor. Occasionally pulling my head up long enough to skull fuck me.

My Boy Beats Mommy Beautiful

He slammed my skinny cocaine body onto the floor and skull fucked me harder. He placed his knee on my neck, choking me. But he did shove the bowl of cocaine under my face. The coke matted to my face like make up. He called me names and slapped my face with his dick.

I could hear the chimes pouring in. He somehow managed to lock his fingers behind my neck and stand up holding my head down to skull fuck me some more. Then he just lifted me up. But if I weigh 100 pounds, I’d be surprised. It’s amazing how much weight you can lose on a cocaine diet My son pounded my head into the floor so hard I think I might’ve received a brain bleed. Everything got dizzy. The room started spinning, but my son continued to use my head as a battering ram.

My son loves to turn me into his fleshlight. His own personal fuck sleeve. He smashed my face so much into the floor that my face became unrecognizable. But in that awkward position, he contorted me into a sort of a half Nelson wrestling move. He picked me up like a sack of potatoes and ran my head into the wall. I felt like I was in two places at once because I went through the wall and the sheet metal kept me hanging there. My head stuck out the other side of the wall, but my shoulders pressed up against the sheet rock while my belly rested on some of it.

My Son Turns Me Into His Flesh Light and Battering Ram

But my son loves me. He came around the other side, put the bowl of cocaine under my nose and let me get high. He seemed too nice. So, I knew something was up. Then I heard a knock at the door. And I could hear the chatter of many male voices while suspended in air by sheet rock. I heard my boy talk about a gangbang rape porn. But not my mouth, pussy or ass. They planned to gang bang my urethra.

He invited them to fill my bladder up with cum. They ran a train on my pee hole. Men lit me up while they fucked my fourth hole. Punched my back, my kidneys, and the sides of my ribs. And they did that all while they slammed their dicks into my urethra. My son started fucking my face like a cunt. Held my mouth open and shoved his dick in while his buddies tore up my pee hole. The sheet rock held me hostage and suspended me in the air.

But I Know My Son Loves Me, He Never Punches My Sniffer

Once my son finished with my mouth, he let me snort some more coke. And he punched me in the face. But before you say it, I know he loves me. He never breaks my nose. I need my sniffer. I heard tips pouring in as other viewers watched and laughed at the old, battered coke whore. And I might be out of commission for a while with this one. Eventually, my son pulled me out of the sheet rock, but I couldn’t see because my eyes swelled shut. I felt dizzy and disoriented. Plus, I started to bleed.

My boy freed me from the sheet rock, but he wanted to punch me some more. Such a violent streak in him. He bounced my head off the floor again and violently skull fucked me some more. But he always jokes he’s just beating mommy beautiful. So, with a bladder full of cum, a swollen face and a broken body, I snorted as much cocaine as I could to dull the pain. My son made me a pee hole gang bang whore. It will feel like I’m pissing shards of glass for a few weeks, but I know I will heal. But my son’s pink cocaine helps me get over the violent phone sex make-over.

Castration Phone Sex The Ultimate Revenge

Castration phone sexCastration phone sex the best way to get revenge, I met a guy in the chat room, we clicked instantly, the only person I felt comfortable talking to about my trauma and emotional shit, we got really close and I shared all kinds of shit with him about my past, I even told him about my being molested by my foster fathers and brothers, this enraged him! He wants to help me get revenge on all of them one by one.

When we are done with them they will never be able to force fuck anyone else, I hit my former foster daddy on social media and set up a meeting at a seedy motel, telling him how I missed his touch and his daddy dick, Telling him I was a big girl now and how Id love to show him some of the shit i have learned over the years, he said he would be right over and how he was so excited to see his munchkin.

Upon his arrival, I had to force myself to smile and not vomit when he touched my hot body. I finally got him on the bed, tied to the headboard. His perverted cock is standing at attention, pulling my long knife from my purse, dragging the blade across the base of his cock, slicing that fucking cock off, and stuffing it in his fucking mouth until he suffocates on his own perverted cock.

My guy friend loves sex with dead bodies, so I had the pleasure of watching him force fuck his lifeless asshole, as I finger fucked my wet pussy until I had a huge orgasm, then I defecated on his molesting face.My older brother is next on my list…..any suggestions?

 

I Might Just Expose Your Taboo Phone Sex Secrets

taboo phone sexPerhaps you could say, I am the keeper of taboo phone sex secrets. Men tell me all sorts of things. On and off the phone. And sometimes I have a way of just getting a man to confess not only his darkest fantasies to me but his darkest actions too, and sometimes I blackmail men. But just rich douche bag types.

I met Eric at a bar. I glammed myself up to look slightly more sophisticated, but still like a blonde bombshell. And I went to this upscale martini bar. Not my usual scene. But I found myself looking for a mark. The upscale bars have the best marks. I targeted Eric because he thought it was OK to explore his rape phone sex fantasies in the VIP lounge with one of my girls. He came into the strip club tossing money around thinking he owned the place. When Sabrina said no, she does not take sex for money, he just threw money at her and took it anyway.

And I fit his type. I planned on setting him up and extorting him for a lot of money. A little for myself but mostly for Sabrina. She’s a college girl I recruited last year. Unlike many girls, including myself, she won’t remain in the sex industry forever. This douche bag owed her some money. So, I came on hard at the bar and I acted drunk. He followed me to the bathroom. I did not ask him to. But I politely excused myself to the bathroom knowing his type. He’ll take anything as a signal that a woman wants to fuck him. Self-entitled douche bag.

Some Men are So Fucking Predictable

And he followed me into the bathroom. But I told him no. Sure I have fucked in a bathroom before. In fact, many times. So, I told him a little white lie when I said I’m not the kind of girl who fucks a random stranger in the bathroom. And right on queue, he pulled out a lot of cash and threw it at me. Then he put his hand around my throat and pinned me to the wall. Little did he know I had a camera to record his illegal behavior.

And I put up a fight. Truly, I did not want this douche bag fucking me. When he pulled out his tiny dick, I laughed. Told him he couldn’t force fuck a woman with a clit. So, he punched me in the gut. And tightened his grip around my throat. I can take a beating for a good cause. Honestly, I thought I could fight him off. I’m much stronger than I look, and I was not intoxicated like he thought.

But I couldn’t get away from him and my screams could not be heard over the bar noise. So, he ended up fucking me. But he didn’t do any damage with that tiny dick. He just tossed the money on the floor, called me a whore and left. I cleaned myself up best as I could. I kept his money and went back to where we sat at the bar.

He got a big surprise when I showed him the video of him force fucking me in that bathroom. Then I told him who I was. And that I also possessed footage of him force fucking Sabrina in the VIP club. Dumbass. We place security cameras all over the strip club.

I Take Care of My Girls

And I told him if he did not Venmo me $100,000 within in the next hour to my account everybody will know what he did. Not only will I upload it to the Internet, but I would take it to the police too. I acted perfectly for the cops to believe this was just some random assault. I assured him that the bartender heard me say I’m just going to the bathroom, but I’ll be right back. And I even left my purse because I assumed he would be there watching it.

He called me every name in the book. Initially he refused. But before I left that bar, $100,000 appeared in my account. And I sent $90,000 to Sabrina. He forced her to be a teen rape porn star. She deserved every scent of that. Now she can pay for college. It doesn’t buy back her dignity, but I’m sure it helps. In the meantime, I’m going to keep my eye on Eric. And I’ll get him barred from every strip club in town. I protect my girls from slime like him.

Ass rape porn is a lot of fun with me as the accomplice

Ass rape pornAss rape porn, a delightfully depraved mission for Yours Truly. The twisted temptress Roxy!

I’ve got my eyes on the perfect pawn for our debased game – a sniveling sack of shit teen, quivering like a leaf.

Mmm, your cock is going to destroy that little asshole!

I snap my fingers, and the little bitch kneels at my feet. You know your trusted accomplice would never let you down. Look at how tight her little body is.

Before he can even whimper a protest, I have her over my lap, her puny cries muffled by my manicured hand. This is going to end with her begging for the mercy of death, and I’ll enjoy every humiliating moment leading up to it.

As I position Daddy’s thick cockhead at her twitching little pucker, I can hear her tiny brain short-circuit with terror. Deceitfully, I kiss her deep, as you slide your cock in her bloody asshole.

She squirms desperately, but I hold her in place like a bug pinned to a specimen board. You are pounding her so fucking hard. Your cock is so powerful that Snuff sex victim’s anus isn’t going to last long, but it will make a great video!

 

 

Torture Sex is My Idea of a Romantic Evening

 

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My Master had me ready for torture sex. Spread-eagle and hogtied, my wrists and ankles cinched so tight the hemp rope bit deep into my skin. I was shaking, a desperate, leaking mess, while he called me a useless, hole-hungry slut. I loved every word of it.

Then came the wax. He tilted the candle, letting the searing, molten heat drip slowly onto my swollen nipples. I screamed as the hot wax hardened, trapping the heat against my skin. He didn’t stop there; he poured a thick, boiling stream directly onto my clit and across my soaking wet cunt. The contrast of the burning wax and my pulsing heat was electric, leaving me sobbing and begging for more.

But the real punishment started when he flipped me over. No lube, no warnings—just a thick, punishing cock slamming into my tight ass. He gripped my hair, yanking my head back while he fucked my ass raw. Every thrust was a brutal reminder that I’m nothing but his toy. He hammered into my gut, calling me a filthy little cum-dumpster while I choked on my own moans.

I’m still sore, still smelling like wax and sex, and I can’t wait for him take out his snuff sex fantasies on me again!

Stay deviant.

I Can Be a Gangbang Rape Porn Star without Even Looking for It

gangbang rape pornSometimes I end up a gangbang rape porn star when I’m not even trying. And it happens more than I care to admit. Just something about me, I guess, screams come force fuck me. One of our neighbors experienced a house fire recently. And of course, I saw it happening because I was up late talking dirty. I immediately called 911. And I put on my housecoat to see if I could help.

Luckily a minor fire. They will need a new kitchen and back porch, but most of the house seems OK. And I met some of the firemen putting out the fire. And I recognized one as a friend of my stepson. Not a man I like. His heart seems to pump evil.

The next day, I took the family some food to be neighborly. When I got back home about 30 minutes later, I found six fireman in my living room. They must’ve been watching me. I knew when I recognized that boy, I was in trouble. I’ve been his ass rape porn star before. And I never got anything out of it besides a sore or even prolapsed asshole. This guy just takes what he wants. I don’t even get any cocaine or a little bit of cash out of it. And he brought reinforcements this time.

Sometimes When I Don’t Even Go Looking for Trouble, It Finds Me

Don’t fireman take some oath of honor or something. How could they just show up at my place to force fuck me. What if my husband had been home or my boys. Perhaps they thought of all that before they planned this attack.

That pit in my stomach went off and I tried to run for the back sliding door. They grabbed me by my hair, started ripping my clothes off and they turned violent. They choked and smacked me too. One of them even spit in my face.

The fireman I knew forced my head down on one of his friend’s big black cock. That thing felt like a monster cock, so it gagged me until I puked. The guy whose dick I puked on, didn’t seem too thrilled either so he forced me to lick it up. And it felt like all I could do to not puke again. I just told myself they’re on lunch break and I prayed for a fire that would call them back to duty ending this forced gangbang.

Six Men Meant I Did Not Stand a Chance if I Fought

They took turns using me. Degrading me, smacking me, and of course fucking all my holes as hard as they could. They laughed at me the entire time. Told me I couldn’t do a damn thing to stop them. And that was true. Nothing I could do would stop six strong men from exploring their rape phone sex fantasies with me.

I know that hour went fast to them, but it seemed like a month of torture to me. When they left, it looked like they doused me in a firehose of cum. What were the odds is what the one fireman I knew kept saying to me. He couldn’t believe that he saw his favorite old whore on a job site. He took it as fate. And he smacked my face, put his hand around my throat and told me I better be more hospitable when he returns tomorrow with some different coworkers. Oh joy. Something to look forward to. That’s sarcasm if you can’t tell. I guess my lesson here is not to be neighborly again.

Sadistic Phone Sex freaks like me wants the most fucked up fantasies!

Sadistic Phone Sex

Sadistic Phone Sex freaks like me want only the hardest and most fucked up fantasies!

Only the real freaks with desires so fucked up you can’t even tell your girlfriend.

She would never be able to handle you as I can.

I want to be your little accomplice, help you pick out the next victim.

Who should we fuck and abuse next, baby?

Pick out whichever worthless whore you want, and I’ll make sure she is your fuck hole tonight.

No one will come looking for her if she goes missing.

Might as well do your dirtiest to her while she’s still alive to scream.

I know the screams are your favorite part, baby.

Tell me how I can be a good little accomplice to help torture this loose slut!

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Rape Phone Sex Fantasies for Mommy Leave Me Black and Blue

rape phone sex fantasiesMost boys have rape phone sex fantasies for their mothers. However, my oldest boy doesn’t just fantasize about me. He acts on it. I am his cash cow. And he’s my coke cow. Our relationship works. He loves that I’m on the cocaine diet. Sharp hip bones that protrude, skinny bird legs, and a flat ass. The only thing big on me are my bimbo boobs and my blowfish lips.

He showed up the other night with a big bag of pink cocaine, ready to fuck me properly and get me high. It’s been a hot minute because he recently went through major back surgery. But he seemed desperate to beat mommy beautiful. He rolled his fist up, and I thought he might punch me in the face, but instead he shoved it up my cunt and turned me into his hand puppet.

While he fisted my pussy, he shoved my head into a big bowl of cocaine. And that’s why I put up with everything he does. The best cocaine ever. So, I never mind being his bimbo fleshlight. When I came up from air, the cocaine matted to my face because of my pancake makeup. However, my boy loves that bimbo look.

My Boy Likes to Punch Mommy Beautiful

When he pulled the fist out of my cunt, he made me push out my prolapsed asshole. If I didn’t, he would’ve reached his hand inside my ass and yanked it out. He likes to fuck me from behind because that way he can see my barely their ass, my pelvic bones, my spine, and even my tailbone that protrudes. I look like one of those celebrities who’s overdone the Ozempic. But I don’t take weight loss drugs. I just snort a lot of cocaine.

With my ass prolapsed, I thought my son would fuck my ass. But he shoved his cock down my throat first. However, I knew eventually I would become his ass rape porn star eventually. I always do. While he skull fucked mommy’s cunt face, he punched the side of my face black and blue, including my eyes.

I Turn All Sorts of Shades of Black, Blue and Purple for My Son

Before long, he started fisting my ass, while his cock remained deep down my throat. When he pulled out his cock, he would shove my face into the cocaine. And punch the back of my head while I snorted. I could barely breathe. But he likes to retard mommy. He bounced my head off the floor while punching me in the back. I am my son’s punching bag.

He turned me over on the floor and pushed my tits together, so he could titty fuck me. And without a care in the world, he started punching my tits until they turned black, blue and purple. He wanted my tits to match my face. But eventually he stopped punching me, rolled his cock in the cocaine, and then shoved it down my tightest hole. And no, that’s not my pussy. Nor is it my ass. It’s my pee hole. I’m his bottom bitch mommy whore and he loves to stretch out my urethra.

My Pee Hole is My Tightest Hole

When he fucks my pee hole, it feels like pure torture sex. But rolling his cock in the cocaine seemed like a genius idea. My pee hole went numb and I knew I’d feel it the next day when I went to pee, but I didn’t feel it in the moment. My fourth hole is my tightest hole and often my son‘s favorite hole to destroy.

He folded me like a pretzel and put a bag of cocaine over my head while he fucked my pee hole. I couldn’t see out of my eyes at this point because they swelled shut. And I knew I knew I looked like a few different shades of blue, purple and black. He breaks my body every time. But the cocaine helps me heal after an encounter.

Eventually, he gave me his cock snot down my piss hole. But instead of pulling out when he came in my urethra, he pissed down it. And laughed. The viewers at home loved it because the chimes went off nonstop. Seems like his viewers enjoy watching him fuck his mommy whore as much as he enjoys fucking his mommy whore.

He told me next time he’s going to invite some of the viewers to gang bang my piss hole too. I’m not sure if I will like that. But what I like never matters. I am my son ‘s cock sleeve, his cash cow, and his punching bag. But he loves me.

Snuff Porn Accomplices Bring You Fresh, Young Tight Meat

snuff pornI’ve made my share of snuff porn. As a young teen who ran away from home, I found that the seedy underworld of snuff provided me with the financial support I needed. As a high school dropout my options seemed slim. Sure, I could’ve worked at McDonald’s for minimum wage but could not afford rent. And I wanted to better my life, not continue to live in squalor.

I met a man and he put me in his underground movies. Hardcore bondage and a lot of hardcore anal porn, even simulated snuff. And I met very few gentlemen over the years. Most of the men I met acted like sadists who wanted to make me their teen rape porn star. Now I help with recruiting the new generation of snuff stars. The world seems much different now than it did a little over 25 years ago. Women have more options. They can do only fans, become amateur porn stars or even do phone sex or cam work.

However, you can still find young street urchins without the technology or knowledge or proper identification to get those sorts of jobs. And I know just where to hunt for girls like that. The warehouse district. It’s considered the red-light district in the city. Although part of that area appears revitalized, you can find still plenty of abandoned buildings and dark alleys along the river where bad shit happens.

Men Need Fresh Meat

So, I know where to look to make a girl a much better offer. One of the former directors I worked with as a Lolita star wanted my help finding him a new starlet. He goes through them quickly. Not daily, not weekly, not even monthly, but about every six months, he needs a new star to abuse on film.

 He makes hardcore porn. Extreme bondage and even more extreme ass rape porn. So, I found him a cute little blonde strung out runaway. I smoked weed, but I never did meth or shot myself up with heroin. This girl looked like she took just about every imaginable drug.

But I cleaned her up. And this guy who paid me handsomely for finding him a new star seemed very pleased with my selection. He won’t kill her. However, he might make her wish she was dead. But he can keep her strung out, give her a roof over her head and line her pockets with money.

And in six months or so he’ll call me up after he destroyed her tight holes. Men like that always wants something tight and fresh. They get bored easily. And that bodes well for me. I’m the key. Women like me can gain the trust of a young girl much better than a man can. No doubt this girl will be cursing my name. However, in the long run, she will realize this is a better life than living on the streets.

Babysitter Phone Sex Fantasies Come True

babysitter phone sexHelping my kinky callers live out their Babysitter phone sex fantasies turns me on so much. Being a sexy babysitter, I gain the trust of the parents, get access to their crumb snatchers, and get paid a hefty finder’s fee for delivering a tight pussy hole for my guy.

All I have to do this time is take some pictures and a few videos, just to show him I found what he wants, a cute little flat-chested slut with no hair on her plump pussy and a bubble butt.

This particular client has a thing for little young black girls; he loves their thick lips, thighs, and asses. Once I got to the little sluts house, I gave her a special treat that knocked her ass out almost instantly. I barely got the little bitch out of the bath before she passed out cold. 

I set up my video camera, stripped down to my sexy panties and bra, and began the fun. I positioned her pussy facing the camera, and went to work sycking and licking her tiny clit until it was swollen and hard. You can see my thick ass in the camera as my long tongue explores her hot little cunt.

When she is soaking wet, I pull out a dildo, fucking her pussy fast and deep, every stroke going deeper. I zoom in on her pink pussy, the thick dick deep inside her cunt, stretching that pussy hole out.

The next time I babysit this little mini slut, I am going to sneak my guy in and let him have his way with her holes as I watch and pleasure myself, getting wet just thinking about it.