Category: Ass rape porn

Taboo Phone Sex Mommy

taboo phone sexThe holidays bring about taboo phone sex fantasies for mommy. My youngest son has rape fantasies. Most boys do. It is just that my son thinks about doing very bad things to his mommy. He is a young boy, so I just giggled when he told me he was going to fuck me regardless what I said. I giggled, tousled his hair and told him he was cute. That was not the response he wanted. He was half my size, a third of my age, but he punched me right in the face. I stumbled backwards and fell. The next thing I knew my young son was on top of me, ripping my clothes off and forcing his cock inside me. He was calling me vile names and accusing me of cock teasing him all his life. I was fighting him, but this was no joke to him. He was full of hatred for his mother, for the woman who gave him life. When I tried to get the upper hand, he pulled my head up just to slam it back down on the floor. I cried out in pain. I felt blood trickling down my head. My son. My own son was forcing his dick in the very place that he came from not that long ago. He was filled with so much anger as he forced his dick in my pussy. Finally, he nutted. He hopped off me, spit in my face and told me to clean up. What has happened to my baby boy? Do you have rape phone sex fantasies about mommy too?

I Use to Enjoy Rape Phone Sex Fantasies

rape phone sex fantasiesHe said he had rape phone sex fantasies. I told him you can’t force fuck the willing. I was trying to be cute and sassy. It backfired. He was determined to make me not want it. Determined to make me hate it. He succeeded. He was not alone. He brought friends. Horny men who needed a warm wet hole to destroy. It reminded me of my youth. Daddy never wanted me to enjoy sex. I never did when I was young. He succeeded. Years later, I became a pain slut. I embraced my youth. I have fucked men far meaner than daddy ever was to me.  Men like Jack, who wanted to ruin my holes. Ruin any chance of an orgasm for me. He orchestrated the gangbang rape porn. I was wet when they fucked me with their cocks. That is when they switched it up. Determined to make me regret saying he couldn’t force fuck the willing, he picked up a big baseball bat and sodomized me with it until I was crying. His posse of horny monsters picked up various objects and fucked me harder. A baseball bat was mild in comparison. I got a wine bottle, a hammer, even a handgun shoved up my cunt and ass while men jacked off on my face. By the time they were done proving their point, I was coated in blood and cum. I was no longer willing.

Thanksgiving Ass Rape Porn

ass rape pornAss rape porn was how I spent my holiday. I owed this black guy money. He decided that unless I was his ass slave, I could not get any more coke. I need my coke, so I submitted. He has a huge black cock. The kind of cock that can ruin asses and pussies. I thought I could handle him. I have before. But it wasn’t just us. He had several other men with him. All black men who wanted nothing more than to fuck the shit out a druggy white whore. I needed coke though, so I was down to be used for a gangbang rape porn. I thought at most, I would be fucked for a couple hours. It was closer to a couple days. I missed Thanksgiving dinner. No one came looking for me either. I was getting stuffed with big black cocks. Stuffed in my mouth, stuffed in my pussy and stuffed in my ass. All at the same time too by multiple black cocks. My dealer told his friends to have seconds and thirds. I felt like a raw bird with gravy all over me. My asshole was sore. I was bleeding from being over fucked. I had a gallon of cum all over me too. I was a hot sticky mess. Eventually, they got tired and I was sent home. I got some coke, but I paid a high price. I could barely walk, and I missed Thanksgiving with my family. When I did get home, it was like no one even missed me.

Snuff Porn Starlet

snuff pornNo Black Friday for me. I made a snuff porn. Not that I had a choice. Master kept me captive for the holiday. I think he was afraid I would not come back if I went shopping or even left the house. I managed to convince him to let me leave for an hour. I promised I would only shop for a human snuff star. I know what Master likes. He likes them young and blonde with no tits or fur on their pussies yet. I didn’t have much time, but I knew where to go to get the perfect snuff star quickly. The mall. I knew it might be crazy because of black Friday shopping, but that meant distracted mothers. I drugged a little tender age girl and got her out of the mall in 30 minutes or less. It was easier than getting pizza delivery. I thought about running, but Master has eyes everywhere. He would find me, and he would kill me. He owns me for life. I felt a little bad about kidnapping a young innocent girl. But in the snuff sex world it is survival of the fittest. If Master had a sweet young thing to kill and torture, then he would not kill or torture me. At least not that day. He was happy with his present. She was younger and tighter than he expected. I watched Master destroy her little holes. He made me film her destruction. My guilt subsided quickly because I was still alive. It was her or me. When presented with that kind of choice, I will always pick me. I will be the last bitch standing.

Kidnapping Phone Sex for a Gangbang

kidnapping phone sexKidnapping phone sex took a precedent over cooking Thanksgiving dinner. I was driving home from the store, when I saw a young couple stranded alongside the road. It was snowing and the day before a holiday. I had to do the right thing. I got out to see if they needed me to call AAA or if I could help change a tire or something. The guy punched me in the gut and pushed me in the trunk of his car. I was not alone back there. There was a decaying corpse. I couldn’t tell gender, only that it had been dead awhile by the smell. I wanted to scream, but maybe that is why the corpse in the trunk is dead. I was scared. I peed myself from fear. It seemed like we drove forever on a bumpy road. When we finally stopped, my heart started racing faster. Honestly, I thought I was a dead woman. Why? I had no idea, but there was a strong indicator decaying in the trunk that I was next. When the trunk opened, the man pulled me out and dragged me across the dirt road into a little house. I was tied up and left on a bed. Naked, of course. I could hear cars coming up the dirty road. Lots of cars. Gangbang rape porn for Thanksgiving? Suddenly, all these big men flooded the room I was in. They fucked me raw. My ass prolapsed. My cunt bled. No one cared. My kidnapper and his woman were collecting money from these men to fuck me. They joked about how I was buying their Thanksgiving spread and Christmas gifts. I wanted to ask about the corpse in the trunk but was too afraid. I just kept quiet and let them fuck me until they were done. Done at least for the moment.

Strangulation Phone Sex

strangulation phone sexStrangulation phone sex chokes the life out of a girl. I am a fan of erotic asphyxiation, but it is a dangerous fetish. I met a guy on an asphyxiation site. We hooked up last night. It was a risk, but a risk that I was willing to take because I get off so hard with it. I am a pain slut. He promised to not go easy on me. He had fantasies about strangling a girl. I wanted to be that girl! We got together last night. I had him come over to my house. I had a variety of ropes, belts and scarves to use, but he preferred his hands. He put his hands on my throat as he kissed me and ripped my clothes off with the other hand. I was fucking drenched at the thought of him fucking me after I passed out. I lost consciousness quickly. He woke me up with smelling salts. His cock was buried in my ass when I woke up. His big hand around my throat. He said I was turning blue and purple around my neck already. That turned him on more. He fucked me harder. I spent the night passing out and being revived. My ass, pussy and neck were all abused. I loved every moment of it too.

Ass Rape Porn

Ass rape porn

On occasions I feel the need to play a game of cat and mouse. My pussy is wet and hot and in need of some excitement. I head to a local bar and end up with the drunkest finest man I can find. I like a cocky man with a big hard dick. I like the arrogance because I know once I play victim he will easily fall into my trap and become dominant. He pulls me into the stall of the restroom bar and I slide my panties to my ankles. My cunt is wet and dripping. He doesn’t hesitate to slide his hard cock inside once I have gotten his cock super wet with my juices I urge him to put his fat swollen meat inside of my asshole. He does so with pleasure. I start to moan and then I stop him. I tell him I am far too drunk and need to go home that this is a mistake. He slams my head down and tells me to shut up that he is going to fuck my asshole rather I like it or not. He played into my hands just like puddy. I try to resist but he fucks my asshole anyway. I cry and scream and play victim. He then pulls out and cums all over my ass. I turn around and look him dead in the eyes and smirk. The I sliced his throat with no explanation. Sometimes I like to catch a man off guard. A man that thinks he is fucking over me. When in reality I am fucking him over. I stood over him and played with my pussy as I watch the blood spill out of his body. My body shivered with pleasure. Who’s next?

Snuff Porn Captive

snuff pornHe told me I was his snuff porn doll. I knew he meant it too. I was chained up in his bedroom. I was there for several days. I owed him money from a bad debt, and he was collecting with a pound of flesh. My flesh. He said I was too pretty to fuck, so he beat me black, blue, and purple. I hate when men hit my face. Most guys don’t want the bruises they give me to show. Most men don’t want to ruin my face. My face and my tits are what make money. He was not most men. He was a sadistic man, a heavy misogynist, and a violent man. I would be lucky to survive him. I almost didn’t, however. He punched me so hard in the face, I tasted blood. He laughed as I cried. I tried to fight back the tears, but he was making me ugly with his fist. He took turns between fucking and hitting me.  The harder he hit me, the more he fucked me. Punching me made him horny or perhaps it was my crying. It didn’t matter, I was being abused and he was amused. I was saved by the bell. Literally, saved by the doorbell. His wife came home early from her trip, wondered why the door was deadbolted. She unwittingly saved my life. He forced me out the window and down the fire escape. I guess I need to be cognizant of who I owe money too.

Thankful for Domination Phone Sex

domination phone sexDomination phone sex for the holidays? Is that what you are grateful for this year? My stepson is never grateful for me. I am the devil in his eyes. I am just the ginger whore who stole his father from his mother. I try to be nice to him. I have been nothing but good to the boy. Doesn’t matter. I will always be the red-headed slut who broke up his family. His father is out of town for a few days. Ever since he left, my stepson has been holding me captive in the basement. I got no food or water for three days. I was blindfolded, strapped up to the rafters and beaten. I had to piss on the floor. Shit too. He whipped me, punched me, fucked me too. I was passed out sometimes from dehydration and exhaustion. That didn’t stop the ass rape porn. My stepson abuses me almost to the point of killing me, but he stops himself because he knows his dad would kill him. I don’t tell my husband about his stepson’s abuse because I have come between them enough. I just take the beating and force fucking like a good little whore.

Violent Phone Sex Memories

violent phone sexI am no stranger to violent phone sex fantasies. Men have been hurting me all my life. My caller last night wanted me to go back into my past to talk about my daddy issues. He wanted to hear about painful memories. I am a submissive slut, so I sucked up my personal pain to tell my caller what he wanted. One of my earliest memories of my father was not long after my mother left us for another man. Daddy had some friends over. They were drinking and playing poker. I had gone to bed. I woke up when I heard my bedroom door bust open. Daddy and his friends came into my room. I could smell the whiskey on their breath. I was scared. Even at that young of an age, I knew a bunch of grown men standing around my bed was not a good thing.  I sat up in bed, rubbing my eyes. I asked daddy what was going on. He ripped my clothes off, shoved a washcloth in my mouth and invited his friends to fuck me. I now know it was a gangbang rape porn. I cried, screamed and fought as drunk old men pushed their cocks into my tiny pussy. It seemed like it went on for hours. It probably did. When they left, I was messy. Their cum was oozing out of me, along with lots of blood. I was so sore. I tried to pee, and it burned. I washed myself up, changed my sheets and cried in bed all alone. From that day on, I was just daddy’s fucking whore. It was the night that began my life as daddy’s little subby bitch. I may have left my father, but I am still a subby bitch. Just now, I like being used by groups of men.