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Blasphemy Sex Gets Bloody With Sadistic Goth Teen Whore

Blasphemy Sex

Blasphemy sex with my satanic step-daddy is so hot especially after mommy got hit by the train. her legs don’t work anymore and I show mommy what a satanic little whore I am. We even show her what we do with her precious twin daughters, those stupid blond whores. One we sold to a bunch of mean sadistic gang members and they beat and torture her daily. We have a live stream to watch it all. The other we torture and fuck, just last night we ended it though. we poured gasoline on her and filled her pussy full of fire works…. I guess she just couldn’t handle the heat. I laughed and sucked my step daddy’s cock as she screamed in agony and rode his fat cock. we hailed Satan and decided to put an end to that handicapped bitch mother of mine. I turned the water heater all the way up and threw her into the shower. We cooked her alive and painted pentagrams on the bathroom wall and fucked each other sealing our satanic bond with each other. I told him we should have blasphemy sex at the church my mother loved and desecrate that space. It was so sexy. I just love being an evil satanic slut.

Blasphemy Sex in God’s House After Sunday School

Blasphemy SexGrowing up, My Parents were very religious. Church every Sunday, and again every Wednesday night. As I’ve grown up, I’ve now got My Own Beliefs. I just don’t feel guilty by being turned on by Blasphemy sex. It’s naughty, it’s taboo, and it’s fucking hot.I needed to get fucked, and the only way I could see Aaron was by attending church. Let me tell you what fucking happened.

Yesterday, I went to church with this guy I’ve been seeing. His parents make him go to church every Sunday Like mine used too. So He invited me, and I even Dressed up really nice, Nice for me means my ass isn’t hanging  All the way out of my skirt.. My Dress was rather low cut, and I wore a push up bra so my tits set kind of high.

When I got there I noticed all the women wore No make-up, long sleeves and long skirts. I am the only slut in here, was my first thought. I Just knew it was one of those crazy, holy roller, snake handling churches. Then,  I heard them calling me a whore. Whispering That I was a Slut. Judging me. Expected.

It really pissed me off. But, It didn’t stop there .

Sunday School was boring a fuck, But I Did notice all the teenage boys staring at me. I mean, Im a teen too, But the youth group boys acted like they had never seen a girl in their life. I teased them, sucking on a blow pop the youth Pastor Gave me. I Thanked him, by spreading my legs wide, revealing I wasn’t wearing any panties. He smiled, and I winked. Aarons cute, but he is fucking stupid and oblivious. My Cherry red lips, Licking that sucker was making their cocks stick up. I just wanted to show them what sins of the flesh really were. How good it would feel to give in to your sex.

Instead Of Learning about Noah’s Ark, I was wanting to show how they could take me, 2 by 2.

We sat in the front row, so the preacher was looming over us as he did his sermon. He stared at me, narrowing his eyes while he talked about Jezebelles. So, I undid another button on my dress, really making my tits pop out, and licked my Lips while staring at The Man of God giving us the good word. I made him stumble reading the scriptures, and that made me giggle.. I teased Aaron, rubbing his thigh. His mother did not approve.

Bored as fuck, my mind wandered. This church had those kneeling benches and all I could think about was How I could give Aaron the best fucking blow job on one of those. He could sit right on the fucking altar, and I could suck his cock perfectly. I could worship his dick, Like he was a God.

God Of The Flesh

Then, my mind wandered to sodomy. You know these church pews are the perfect height, for being bent over, and getting fucked in the ass. When I said that to Aaron, he burst out laughing. The pastor shot us a mean look. All I could think about was seducing him, he looked like an up tight mother fucker that needed to blow his load, maybe it would make him a little nicer.

I plan to go back, but next time. I’m going to seduce the Preacher.

 

Cut That Little Blonde Bitch Up

Killer Phone Sex

Killer phone sex always makes my murder slut pussy so wet. I love grabbing those sweet blonde barbie bitches and taking them to my little cabin in the woods. My little sisters best friend was the last one. She had long blond hair a flat chest with pink perky nipples and a soft bald little pussy. I still get off at night thinking about what I did to her body. I loved how her sweet tears tasted and how easily I cut her open.

Goth Teen Phone Sex

Her sweet blood painted my fingers red as I spread open her new little holes. I told her she would be my next topic on killer phone sex. How so many sick and twisted fucks would love to hear how i tortured her little body and cannibalized her corpse. I can still taste rotting meat on my tongue along with the sweet metallic taste of blood.  My pussy gushed from the taste alone. I didn’t even have to touch my pulsing psycho cunt hole. I french kissed her severed skull and looked through social media searching for the next barbie bitch that would entertain me and all my friends on the dark web. This was the only thing that got my evil pussy off.

Gothic phone sex, let’s me connect to spectral lust

Gothic phone sex Gothic phone sex, here in the cemetery, is the perfect setting for us. It’s a communion, a bizarre symphony where pleasure and pain intertwine in the night. But I’m not the one stroking you—it’s her. The ghost, the last snuff victim, my Daddy Master. Her lust was undiminished by death, and I need some pleasure too. She’s fucking your mind, making your cock throb with a desire that’s both spectral and sinfully real, all to my satisfaction.
It’s not often that I get to enjoy anything; I am told what to do, and I do it, but now and again, I get to enjoy the sensual experiences of those who have passed on. The moon casts a gothic glow through the weeds and tombstones, as we fuck among the graves. I imagine that this was a ritual that’s as old as the spirits themselves.
Ghostly Fantasy phone sex becomes our medium, a bridge connecting the living to the restless dead. This orgasm isn’t just a release; it’s a celebration of sensual blasphemy, a sacred defilement. Fuck it feels so good when those ghostly fingers work up and down on my body and then start to jerk you off. It’s crazy to be stroked off by a ghost and a snuff slave, but it does feel amazing,

Torturous Encounters: My Darkest Fantasies

Torture sexTorture sex is my fucking specialty, and I live for making little bitches squirm and scream. Last night, I had this pathetic little slut tied up, her wrists and ankles bound to the bedposts. I started slow, teasing her with a feather, watching her body react, her nipples hardening, her pussy getting wet. Then, I moved to the crops, lashing her ass and thighs until they were red and stinging. Her screams were music to my ears, a symphony of pain and pleasure.

Teen rape porn brought out the beast in me. I remember this one time, I cornered this little virgin in the alley behind the school. She was so fucking tight, her pussy clenching around my cock as I rammed into her. Her tears and pleads for me to stop only made me fuck her harder, faster, until I exploded inside her, filling her up with my hot cum. It was raw, primal, and I fucking loved every second of it.

Bondage phone sex is where I get to tie the little whore up and have my way with her. I had this one girl, blindfolded and gagged, her hands tied behind her back. I teased her for what felt like hours, my fingers dancing over her sensitive spots, my breath hot on her skin. I brought her to the edge of orgasm over and over again, only to pull back, leaving her begging and desperate. When I finally let her cum, it was explosive, her body shaking with the force of it, and I fucking loved every second of her submission.

Well, keep dreaming about what you can do to me. But remember, if you want to make those dreams a reality, you know where to find me. I’m always ready to take on your darkest desires, no matter how twisted or depraved they may be.

Three Twisted Wishes : PT 3

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My third and final wish was to have one of her friends fuck her dead body. He didn’t want to and we made him eat out her dead cold pussy before he slid his young hairless cock into her torn up pussy.  We laughed at him as he begged us to just stop this his tears sliding down his cheeks. I carved Lucifers sigil into his back and bound him to the dark lord. I let my friends play with his tight asshole and stretch him out like a gay little fuck doll.  He screamed as he was fucked by those big black cock. He even had two in his hole at one time. His asshole was stretched so wide it began to tear. Blood trickled down their cocks I walked over and made him cum all over my sisters corpse and smiled evilly at him. i cut Off his cock and balls and sewed him up so he had a hole that the boys could use whenever they wanted. He cried and screamed as he realized what this meant. he was nothing but a fuck toy. He would never free him and at least for now he was going to be our slave.

Blasphemy Sex: It’s Beautiful Evil Reduced to Filth

Blasphemy sex is exciting filthy pleasure. It’s that innate need to just fucking damn the Church and become a whore fucking all religious artifacts.

First it’s the god damned crucifix dildo to sodomize my ass since Sodomy is a sin. Then to masturbate my cunt while pouring vials of Holy water over my naked sinful body. For the body of Christ should then enter me. And those Blessed wafers representing his flesh I must devour. Like a filthy cannibalistic whore I will scream and eat his flesh!

For the blood of Christ is wine I shall become drunken into a stupor. Then I will invite the congregation in and allow the men to sodomize my whore ass.

And the little girls and boys of the congregation will line up for Jesus and get their mother fucking god damned asses penetrated like an orgy during Pizza gate lets fuck in the Church and sin under the eyes of the Lord and perverted christened GOD.

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Murder Fantasy, Torture, and Blasphemy

Blasphemy Sex

 

My little sister was always a part of my secret murder fantasies. I wanted to take her to my boyfriend’s cabin in the woods and strap her small young teen body down to his kitchen table. I’d whisper to her and tell her how we were going to sacrifice her body to the devil after I shoved a large wooden cross in her tight virgin pussy. I would lick up her tears and pinch her nipples until they bleed. She would try to move and beg us to stop. We would laugh at her as she begged us to have mercy on her.

Torture Sex

My boyfriend would ram his thick cock into her pussy tearing it open. Blood would trickle down her thighs and she would cry asking us why. I would start cutting her stomach open and play with her dark red blood. I would lick her blood off my favorite knife and thrust it in her chest killing her. Her eyes would open wide in surprise before the light left her eyes. My boyfriend would keep fucking her corpse because you should never let a cunt go to waste. He’d fill that dead pussy full of cum and then we’d burn her body. She doesn’t know how twisted my murder and rape fantasies are. Maybe one day they’ll be more than just a fantasy.

Blasphemy sex is the next step after kidnapping our victim

Blasphemy sex Blasphemy sex is a ravenous beast, and the endless darkness needs to be fed. We’ve had a steady stream of young victims to play with, but this last one felt special. The little schoolgirl, with her short skirt and exposed thigh gap, was a vision of innocence corrupted. I knew she had to be mine.
Watching her struggle to get free, I could see the fighting spirit in her eyes. It made my cunt so hot since I knew what was in store for her. And so, I led her down the darkened corridor, her cries echoing off the cold, stone walls. Her screams only served to heighten my arousal, and I couldn’t wait to see what she would do when she saw you.
As we entered our Torture sex dungeon, I could see her go from panic to leaving her body. The fear was so intense that she had to disconnect. She tried to scream when she saw you standing there. You looked so fucking sexy standing there naked with a massive hard-on. She tried to scream, but it came out silent, and fuck did that make me wet. So I threw her down at your feet and popped that dick down her throat. She needed a little motivation to do better. So when I put my blade to her throat, she started sucking on your cock like a starving orphan sucking on her first lollipop. She did such a good job that it didn’t take long for the demon to take over. Your cock grew three times its size and shot a load that blew out the back of her head. Hail Satan!

Sunday Slut Day

Blasphemy sexBlasphemy sex with the pastor made me cream in my panties, after church today I stayed behind for a little bit to help the pastor do something on his new laptop, wearing a cute but form fitting dress underneath nipple clamps a gstring and garters. As i leaned over the pastor’s shoulder my huge tits brushed against his shoulders and before I knew it I was bent over the desk getting fucked up the ass with a crucifix shaped dildo and pastor’s cock shoved in my pussy and believe me the pastor is hung like a fucking horse, wide as a beer can. Pastor is kinky and loves forbidden sex, he can’t get enough of this teen pussy, I remember I once blew him in the confessional and swallowed every one of his seeds. Today we are going to try anal, he said if we use anointing oil as lube it shouldn’t hurt as much! Pray for me lol!