A little ass rape porn for Christmas? Fuck mommy’s ass hard for Christmas morning? That is what happened this morning. I had been up all-night partying and wrapping presents. My horny boys found my coke. They have never done it before. They are only young teen boys. It changed them. I was needing some sleep before their father woke up. They had other plans. My sweet young boys turned into vile perverts who wanted nothing more than to sodomize mommy’s ass. They pinned me down in front of the tree and took turns slamming their cocks into my ass. I tried to scream, but they shoved my panties in my mouth. They were joking about making mommy their bitch. They accused me of being a cock tease as they ravaged my back side. I was face down in the carpet, getting rug burns as my boys forced their cocks into my holes. Man, this was a side I had never seen before. I knew it was the coke. But did the coke turn them into little monsters, or did it just accentuate latent feelings they have had for their mommy whore. I had a problem on my hands. My sons were owning their mommy, especially her ass. Cocks in my ass raw. No salvia, no lube. Just rough young hard dicks in mommy’s ass for Christmas. I was crying and I was in pain. I was high, but not high enough because I felt my ass bleeding. They were laughing at me. My own sons high as kites and being horrible to their mother on Christmas. Do you have rape phone sex fantasies for your own mother? In the moment, I did not think it was hot that my sons were fucking my ass. In hindsight, once the pain subsided, I cannot stop thinking about what they did to me.
Category: Ass rape porn
Ass Rape Porn Star for My Teen Sons
Ass Rape Porn Because I Like it Rough
Ass rape porn stars stay busy, even the week of Christmas. Something about the holidays makes men want to fuck my ass hard. Fist it even. I met up with Tyler last night. He is a Tinder hookup. Pretty boring guy compared to most men, but I get beaten and abused so much, boring is nice sometimes, even for a pain slut. Tyler showed up high last night. I thought he was too strait laced to party. He had been at a party before giving me a late night booty call. He did coke for the first time. I could tell his demeanor was all different. He was assertive and aggressive. It was like coke changed him from Mr. Hyde, to Dr. Jekyll. I was kind of digging it actually. I mean he pushed me against the wall, ripped off my panties and shoved a bunch of fingers up my pussy. He put his forearm against my throat restricting my air flow. My pussy was as wet as it has ever been with him. He noticed too. “You like it rough, Cassie, he asked?” I just whimpered and nodded my head. He pulled his cock out and pushed me by my shoulders to the floor. Skull fucking me, he called me names and grabbed my tits like you grab a bull by the horns. I was still dripping wet. He could have killed me and had snuff sex after the fact and I would have been just as wet. Instead of killing me, he ordered me on all fours like a dog in heat. That is when he rammed his dick in my asshole unlubricated. I was cumming so hard, harder than I had before. That is because as much as I say I want vanilla sex, I am just a taboo bitch who likes it rough.
Killer Phone Sex with Santa Claus
Killer phone sex fantasies come true for Christmas with me as your accomplice. I hate Christmas. As far as I am concern, all the little ones are naughty boys and girls. I like to break into the house of little scamps and destroy Christmas. Knock down the tree, destroy the presents and eat the cookies. I do love this time of year, however. Twelve Kills of Christmas. Brats mostly. I have an accomplice I work with who poses as a mall Santa. He is a Bad Santa. He gets info out of the cute little girls because dumb young cunts trust Santa Claus. Bob is more like Satan Claus. He brings me the intel on his favorites. I case their house, stalk them for a few days and use the info they told Santa to lure them to my kill shack. Dumb cunts believe I am one of Santa’s helper’s and that what they asked him for is waiting for them in a cabin in the woods. I took these twins to my kill shack over the weekend. It has been Bob’s fantasy forever to force fuck and kill little blonde twins. I told them the puppy they wanted was waiting in the woods for them in Santa’s workshop. My god these cunts believe anything. Anyway, Satan Claus was ready for the cunts. When we got to the cabin, Bob was in costume. He explored his rape phone sex fantasies dressed as Santa. Pretty sick, right? I was turned on. I had to help. I sat on one brat while he fucked the other one. Tiny enough that she could not get away from my weight on her body. These little dumb brats screamed a lot. They had some fight in them too. Bob shredded their pink holes. Turned them into prolapsed bloody messes. I killed them for him. His DNA was in them and on them. Plus, they knew the mall Santa was their attacker. I had to protect Santa Claus, right? They became coyote food. No one will ever know what happened to those twin sluts but me and Santa Claus.
Holiday whore
Walking home tonight I was approached by some scary looking guys. One of them grabbed me and the others opened the trunk and got out some tape. They taped my hands and legs together and then put some over my mouth. I heard them say that I will be a delicious treat for them before they closed the trunk. We drove for a bit and then stopped, the trunk opened and they pulled me out. I was in a dimly lit room with about 5 guys all standing around with hungry looks in their eyes. I was pushed to them and they caught me by my hair and tits. My clothes were cut off but the tape on my mouth stayed. One of them cheered for gangbang rape porn and then it was on. I had mouths, teeth and tongues on my nipples. I had a hard cock shoved down my throat and another shoved into my cunt. There was another yet who used spit as lube before he rammed his prick into my asshole. I was screaming and crying but they didn’t care and continued using me for their pleasure. When they each had had a chance to cum at least once each one of them came up behind me and slit my throat with a sharp knife. They left me in that cold room to bleed out and die on my own. What a way to spend the holidays
Mommy Rape Phone Sex Fantasies
Every woman has rape phone sex fantasies, but I am not every woman. I have darker than normal fantasies. I have a phone son who loves to explore mommy’s dark desires. We party together. I think that may be the root of all my evil. I am a coke whore. Mommy needs her medicine. And that need makes her do all sorts of wicked things. This phone son of mine exploits my addiction for his own financial and personal gain. Last week, my son paid me a visit. He knew I was desperate for a fix. This pandemic has hurt my finances and my access to coke. My son always has coke for his mommy whore, but it comes at a cost. I had to star in one of his little snuff sex live streams. I love my son. I know he has my back. That is why he only hits me from the front. He gives me coke to lessen the pain. I need it too because his audience is sending money for punches and smacks. They want to see my head banged against a wall. They want to see large items inserted into my fuck holes. They want to see me punched in the face. Spiral fractures, broken noses, busted lips and bruised skin is what they are paying for. I am just here to help my son and get my coke. My son was in a holly jolly mood too. Punches, kicks, slaps, burns, chokes…whatever his viewers wanted they got for Bitcoins of course. My son is sadistic. He gets off on torture sex. He always saves the most sadistic stuff for his own pleasure like fucking my pee hole while putting a plastic bag over my head, so I suffocate on camera. He comes close to killing me every time, but luckily, he does not. I think he knows how fun it is too abuse mommy over and over again.
Accomplice Phone Sex Teen
I love to take part in accomplice phone sex. I’m a big sister to a little spoiled brat. The usual story, teen daughter from her dad’s failed first marriage living with him and his new wife. They had a daughter together and she is so spoiled. I am constantly being called upon to babysit her. It’s not like I don’t have a life! I am a very active hot teen. I decided one night to take the brat, oh the little brat totally looks up to me too! I decided to take her out with me. I didn’t give a fuck that she would see me doing what I do. I went to my guys place and as usual there were about 20 guys hanging out and a couple of other chicks. The usual happenings; shooting up, snorting and smoking a variety of shit. Everyone was having a blast! I had this little fucking brat that was just too cute and wide eyed. I had a guy pull me aside and offer me some Ice for a blowjob from her. I was elated and loved the idea! I got her a little bit of heroin to snort just enough to get her out of her head. She is young and tiny. She was loose and loving the attention in about 20 mins. By this time I had her sucking her first dick and getting her first licking on that tight bald pussy too. She was really doing a good job and I couldn’t enjoy myself more since all my party favors have been paid for by the use of this whore.
Castration Phone Sex Fun
Castration phone sex will always be a favorite of mine. When I do real time castrations, I use an old electric chair my grandpa gave me. Its from the 50s and 60s. Several men died in that chair. I have refurbished it to turn it into a castration chair. I added a plank between the legs with a hole to separate the balls from the dick. All the original leather straps hold the arms, head and legs down. I will not lie, castration hurts. I can do it the humane way like you do with sheep, or I can do it the inhumane way, which is more fun. Well, more fun for me at least. I like inflicting pain. I castrate two types of men. There are willing victims. Pathetic yes, but either it is a mercy job or a paid job. Guys like that get the humane castration. That includes a castration band to restrict the blow flow which slows bleeding and makes for less of a scar. For men in this category, I numb the area first; I use a soldering iron to seal the wound and I use a clean blade. The other kind of men I castrate are just tools and pricks. They are lucky they do not get snuff sex. I loathe them and I do not care if they bleed out. I give no anesthetic. I often use a rusty blade. And sometimes, I take the entire dick too. They will have a nasty scar. What determines the type of castration you receive is you. Nice men who just happened to be cursed with small dicks or men who want to pay me to take the family jewels, get treated with compassion. Assholes, tools, misogynists and dudes who try to force themselves on women, do not. So. Do you want me to castrate you gently or do I just need to rip your worthless nuggets off with my bare hands or a rusty blade?
Mommy’s Basement Dwelling Loser
Nothing starts my day off fucked up like some asshat dipshit thinking he can spam me and attempt to hack my shit. Useless geekwad was fucked since I have a fetish for forensics and boyfriends that are real hardcore hackers. You think the Matrix hackers were the shit. Fuck that my guys have been recruited by secret services and shit I can’t talk about. These are the kinds I keep around me at all times. Even though my boyfriend is a Mortician doesn’t mean I don’t have slaves that serve me in other ways. They love being dominated by a sadistic cunt like me and I love the help they give me and the money.
The thing is, when someone tries to pull shit on me, I am sharpening my blades, polishing my boots and fixing up the perfect cocktail. During this time I am also putting a trace on his ip and pinging it. I find that he is using some kind of public service internet and realize he just hacked into a library and I wait to see that he is a pencil dick loser sitting in mommy’s car and changing ips logging into networks in the area. I quickly spoiled his plans. I showed up at his place after midnight. I saw the basement light on and went in the back door. These types always have an unlocked back door because they are always sneaking outside to smoke. I got him where I wanted him. Scared jerking it to pornhub. I laughed at his pathetic ass and tied him up. I started kicking and punching him before I pulled the blade. I warned him if he didn’t back the fuck down that that penis would only produce pain. I did follow the threat up with a chemical castration potion and injected it in his balls.
Ass Rape Porn with Red Rockets
My ass is perfect for ass rape porn. Don’t you agree? I have found that my enjoyment of anal sex is a good thing when I need coke. The problem is that the men I fuck for drugs are more into violent sex. But I need my coke. I admit I am an addict. No one, me included, wants to cure me because I am such a freak on powder. My stepson is just one of my dealers. He is among the more violent ones too. He promised me a big bag of blow if I helped him out. I blindly agreed. I figured it was just more ass sex, rough ass sex, but nothing I could not recuperate from with a bag of frozen peas and some white powder. Turns out my stepson got himself into some trouble gambling with the wrong folks. The kind of guys who break kneecaps. These Guido types also make underground gangbang rape porn. My stepson thought if I made a movie for them maybe they would wipe his debt clean. I was hesitant to do it, but I knew my husband and our sons would be in danger if I did not help this debt go away. The loan sharks liked the idea of a soccer mom starring in one of their productions. I was not prepared for my costars. I was not high enough, but I could no longer change my mind. I was the star and about 50 four legged beasts were the costars. I may be a druggy whore, but I prefer human cock. I never felt more degraded, but this kind of furry porn makes big bucks on the black market. I was not high enough for 50 red rockets. Ultimate humiliation for me. 50 beasts nutted inside me. Their red rockets like barbed wire inside my pussy. I made that little film to save my stepson from being beat to death, but honestly, I would have preferred a snuff porn.
Snuff Whore Layla
If I were to be killed, I want my killer to force fuck me first. At least I go out feeling pleasure with the fucking pain. Suffocate me with your huge cock and don’t pull it out even when I try to fight you. Gag me with that cock and treat me like that trash whore I am. Rub my spit and tears all over my fucking face while I try helplessly to catch my breath before you shove your cock in my throat again. This is what my body was meant to be used for, endure your cock and your wrath. Whip me and slap me relentlessly while I beg you to stop, press the blade of your knife close against my neck and tell me to shut the fuck up and take your cock. Mmmmm, yes, that’s it. It’s like lust and fear at the same time. Your cock is like my last meal, so I guess I’d better enjoy it.
As you tied me up with my hands above my head and my thighs forced open, my pussy drips with anticipation. At this point, I’m your little whore slave, here to please your cock until you decide you’re ready to get rid of my body. You fist my cunt before fucking me, making me cum and squirt all over you. I’m not supposed to be enjoying this like I am, so you decide to punish me. As you thrust your cock inside my wet pussy, you take your blade and slice me up my stomach, leaving me screaming in agony as you fuck the shit out of my pussy. I bleeding all over your cock and don’t know whether to cry to moan. “Take it bitch!” you yell at me. I do.
You wrap your hands around my neck as you begin to bang my pussy harder and faster. I’m no longer moaning as I’m struggling to breathe, but instead of you loosening your grip, you grip tighter. This is my last fuck, I can tell, it’s way more brutal than the other times. I get a small break of air as you remove one hand to roughly slap my titties and face. That revives me for a split second. I look you in your eyes as you tell me “you’re such a pretty whore,” as you bury your cock deeper in me and stab my side. At this point, I know exactly how this fuck fest is going to end… With you cumming all over my cold, dead body.