Category: Fantasy phone sex

Brutall Sexy Motherfucker

Evil phone sex tonight at the club I was digging on this sexy motherfucker. We were dancing and grinding all night on each other not uttering one fucking word to one another. But each of us knowing what was going to happen at the end of the night when they turn on the lights and kick us out the club. Well needless to say when that happens we are heading back to my place for a wild fucking time. Once inside this sexy motherfucker grabbed me by the throat throwing me into the wall hard as hell. Then he pulls his knife out cutting off my shirt at the same time cutting my nipple a little bit. Oh, it felt so fucking good I had hoped this guy was going to use the knife more of on my milky white flesh. Even better I hope he goes all the way tonight and takes my life after he treats me like i am nothing but a piece of white slut trash.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies for My Baby Sister

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Master was not happy with me. He is never happy with me. My punishment was to bring him my baby sister. I pleaded with him not to hurt her. She is so young and innocent. She is not the skanky whore I am. Master had his mind set on hurting her tiny holes. He forced me to be his accomplice. I told my mother I was going to take her to a movie. I did my best to make it not hurt for her. I spiked her soda with a roofie, so she would be drugged out. When master saw her, his cock got hard. He saw her young holes and suddenly I didn’t exist. Do you have rape phone sex fantasies? Master sure did, snuff fantasies too. He fucked my baby sister so hard, her tiny butt hole prolapsed, and her cunt was swollen and bleeding. He popped her cherry like he popped mine many years ago. My sister was crying, but I told myself it would be worse if she had not been drugged. Master’s dick tore her holes up. He ruined her. There was no way her butt hole would ever be the same again. He tore up her womb too. He looked at me and told me she was now my problem. He fucked her tiny body up good. I felt bad, but if I didn’t bring him my sister, her would have killed me.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies for Women

rape phone sex fantasiesGirls like me have rape phone sex fantasies too. No, I am not submissive. No, I am not talking about you force fucking me. Just the opposite actually. Last night, I made my fantasy a reality. I bought this super huge dildo to peg a guy’s ass. I didn’t which guy until last night, but my special large dildo was in my purse just in case I met him.  I did. I knew who he was the moment I heard the way he was talking to his wife in public. I waited and watched. Eventually, he went to the bathroom. It was a dark night club, so no one could make me out from a distance. I walked into the men’s room right behind him, pushed him in a stall. I am scrappy. I had his pants torn off as I was putting on my huge strap-on for some ass rape porn in a night club bathroom. Did I mention, I bedazzled my strap-on with razor blades? When I fucked his ass, I shredded it too. His entire asshole was mutilated. I let him know that I could sever his dick too if I wanted. He was going to need medical attention when I was done, but he could live or die. The choice was his. If he wanted to live, he needed to treat his wife better. If he wanted to die, then he could fight me. He wanted to die. He put up a fight; he started yelling something about no bitch telling him how to treat another bitch. He had an average dick, nothing to warrant his cockiness. Well, he had an average dick until I cut it off and flushed it down the toilet. I left him bleeding out on the bathroom floor. I went and joined his wife at her table. We had to celebrate the gruesome, violent death of her misogynistic asshole husband. No woman will have to say me too with me around.

 

Naughty Whore

I want to be your naughty whore. I want to bring you little innocent brats to take advantage of and use. I love when you finally let me abuse them too. I love tying them up for you to force fuck. I love holding them down while they scream and cry for mercy. I like doing all the girl-on-girl fantasy stuff you and your friends like to watch. I will lick her pussy and her ass while you watch. Get her nice and prepped for your cock, or whatever other things you want to use to stretch out her little virgin holes. I’ll make sure all of your tools are sharpened and ready to slice and dice her exactly how you want. When her body is finally cold and you don’t want to fuck her anymore, I’ll be ready to please your cock. Snuff phone sex

Sex with Dead Bodies

sex with dead bodiesHe said I looked like I wanted to have sex with dead bodies. I didn’t realize he meant my dead body. He seemed like a nice guy. I met him on a speed date. He didn’t know I was a submissive whore. I acted normal on the date. He did too. I had no clue he was a dark snuff maker. Turns out he uses dating sites to find his victims and I was his latest one. I was enamored with him, so we hooked up after our speed date. The moment I was naked in his home, he changed. He was talking about necrophilia. There were other guys in the place waiting for me and I had no idea until they grabbed me. They tossed me to the ground and ripped off my clothes. It was a gangbang rape porn in the making. I quickly realized it was far more than that. They wanted me dead. One guy said the only way to fuck a skanky whore like me was if I was dead because then I couldn’t give him anything with my diseased holes. I tried to explain I was clean, but one guy shoved his cock down my throat to shut me up. He was balls deep in my mouth. I could barely breath. My date and the rest of his friends started fucking me. No condoms, no lube. The point wasn’t for me to enjoy it. They had no worries there. I didn’t enjoy it. The guy skull fucking me, squeezed my throat until I passed out. The others were chanting, “Snuff the bitch.” They wanted me dead as they came inside my body. They got their wish too. The last thing I remember is my neck snapping as men were dumping seed into my whore holes.

S is for Slave

I’m not sure what happened last night. I was at a bar drinking. I like to drink because it helps me escape my life. This handsome man bought me a drink. I thought he looked like my next great mistake. He was most definitely that. He roofied me. The mother fucker slipped something in my drink. I would have fucked him, but maybe some guys like force fucking a woman. I woke up this morning at his place in a cage. I was in a fucking dog cage. My pussy and ass were sore. There was blood on my thighs. I was branded. I had a fucking ugly ass wound on my hip. The letter S. I started screaming. I had no clue where I was or how I got there, but I was sure it was likely my biggest mistake. Sure enough, the son of a bitch came into the room. No hello, no thanks for a good time. He pulled out his dick and pissed on me through the cage. He had this sinister look on his face when he asked me how I liked my brand. The S was for slave. He made it clear that I belonged to him now. I rattled the cage to try to get out, but he poured bleach on me, which burned my skin and made me recoil. I think my new life is as his pet.

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She was so cute after she died

taboo phone sexI found the most adorable little brat this morning so I brought her home for some fun. She was happy to play games with me until she figured out that all the games I wanted to play were all causing her pain. She tried to run away but how could she? She was far too small and weak to get out of my house. I tortured that little whore for hours but I started to get bored with it. So I called a few friends over and let them fuck that little whore to death. She struggled and screamed the whole time and all that screaming got me so fucking wet! I had to get one of my sexy friends to fuck me too I wanted to cum as she died. It was hot as fuck and even after death she was still cute… just a lot more bloody and bruised up.

Hotel Torture Sex

torture sexTorture sex is what got him off. I picked him up in a high-class bar. I was dressed respectfully. I was not looking to be a submissive whore. Not that night at least. I thought we had a connection. He was married too, just looking for a little fun on the side. His hotel room was one of the classiest places I had ever seen. Way out of my league, but I knew it was just sex. When I came out of the bathroom, he jumped me and tied me up to his hotel bed. He just kept laughing about what a whore I was because I came back to a hotel with a stranger. I thought he just wanted to fuck. I was not prepared for snuff sex. He put a ball gag in my mouth so I wouldn’t draw attention to his room. He spent an hour doing all sorts of things to my pussy. He fisted my cunt. He fucked me with a 12-inch fat dildo. He stapled my pussy lips to my flesh, so my cunt stayed open. He pierced my clit too. I think I might have died in his room if it had not been for the front desk calling to inform him his wife was downstairs. He untied me and pushed me out the door super fast. I had to pull the staples out of my own pussy causing a bloody painful mess. I should have said something to his wife, but I was afraid he might kill me if I lingered. I ran down the stairwell to catch an elevator. I was a hot mess. I am sure folks in the swank hotel thought I was some druggy hooker whore. I know better than to try to speak out against men as sadistic as he was. It never ends well for me. I was alive and that was all that mattered.

Druggy Pain Slut

Evil phone sexMandy got a new man. And when I say, a new man, I mean her new drug dealer she is fucking. She is a coke and pill whore like me. Mandy and I got this pack between us when we get free drugs we share. Her man is a big black dude with a thick BBC. And like most black men he loves watching his black dick disappear in white slut flesh. Right away Mandy mentioned me to him. She told him I was just as much of a druggy pain slut as she is for the right price. Carmine offered us an 8-ball of coke and bag of skittled pills for us to split. Lol, he had us at 8-ball.

Snuff Sex Makes My Muff Wet

snuff sexSnuff sex gets my muff wet. I like watching it, but I love making it too. I will make it with a male or female, young or old, black or white. I just love to kill and torture. I was hanging out the other night with this super hot guy.  He was a Goth like me. Things were going great until he got naked and I saw a teenie weenie. I was like the what the fuck? He told me he had an 8-inch cock. He was a far cry from that. He was standing in front of me like a dickless Marilyn Manson. He was proud of his dick. I told him it was a clit stick instead of a dick. I asked him to leave. I was not fucking a small dick. He tried to force himself on me. Boy, did he have the wrong girl for that. He was about ready to star in my next homemade snuff porn. Before I killed the loser, I cut off his balls and his dick. I Lorena Bobbitted his loser clit stick. At least John Bobbitt had a dick that could be found. I could feed this loser’s dick to my goldfish. He never saw it coming when I grabbed my knife and made a few swipes. Holy fuck he bled a lot for such a small dick. He cried like a baby too. I just made him the girl he should have been born. I was just going to castrate him until he started crying like a bitch. I wanted to make the torture fun last, but he was too fucking annoying, so I slit his throat. I do my best to not engage in a crime of passion, but he had it coming for disappointing me. I have killed for less.