I am a taboo phone sex mommy. Because of that, I get a lot of attention from young boys, sometimes unwanted attention. I wanted some weed. My oldest boy goes to high school with the brother of a big time dealer in town. He is not a coke or heroin dealer. Just weed. I had coke this time, but I needed weed to come down from a bender. It is legal for medicinal use in my state, but not recreational yet. I cannot get a medical card, because despite all the shit my body has endured, there is nothing wrong with me. I do not smoke weed as much as I snort coke, but my normal dealer was out of the funk. He only had crappy weed which would not help me sleep. My son put me in contact with Max who put me in contact with his brother, Xander. I thought the boy was harmless. I mean he is a teenage weed dealer living at home still. I did not expect him to be some violent Kingpin. Xander had rape phone sex fantasies for milfs. I fit his type too. I was in his bedroom in a nice house in the suburbs. This was not some dive bar or abandoned building in the red-light district. The boy was clear. Ass or grass but no one smokes for free. All I had was ass to give and that was all he wanted. I was in his twin bed surrounded by Tom Brady posters. Ugh, a fucking Patriots or whatever team he is on now, fan. I got on the twin bed, put my ass in the air and told him to fuck me. I like teen boys, so I was looking forward to fucking him for weed. I am an amateur ass rape porn star, but I was not ready for his little league bat to fuck my ass. For what seemed like forever this teen pot dealer sodomized my asshole with his baseball bat. He made me lick it clean with my tongue when he was done. I could taste my shit and blood. This boy was cruel beyond his years. But I needed weed. In the moment, I was a desperate housewife.
Category: Fantasy phone sex
Taboo Phone sex Mommy Helps You Explore Your Rape Fantasies
Sadistic phone sex standards get ramped up every day.
It’s so nice, to hear the screams of my innocent little fuck dolls begging me for mercy while I have my fun Sadistic phone sex with them. I can’t even begin to tell you how wet that makes my pussy. This time, I need a helper because I have an especially fucked up and devious plan set to make today the best day of my slutty, sadistic life. I have a bunch of little angels strapped down in my basement, and a bunch of different ways I want to torture them to death. I want to bludgeon one slowly, like a twisted target practice. Do you think we can fit a baseball bat up that young cunt? I want to suffocate one with a plastic bag; full of crickets of course. We’ll make sure they’re starving so they start feasting on the little torture doll right away, won’t you help me my Accomplice phone sex darling? I want to put one up with a metal cage strapped to their chest. The side against their body will be open, and we’ll fill it with rats. When we heat the outside of the metal box, the rats will chew their way through our dolly victim while it’s still alive and screaming. Poor mousies just don’t want to cook alive, you know? I have a few others planned, but as you can see I need an extra set of sadistic hands. Are you up for the job? If you’re not, I’ll have to tie you down and come up with something equally devious to twist you up and slowly rip you apart. I think I have a blender out back, I could probably come up with something involving that. How are your balls, nice and ripe?
So anyway, you’re probably up for helping me, grab this rope? It’s gonna come in handy really soon for this Bloody phone sex.
Gangbang Rape Porn is Now Made in Your Own Home
The demand for gangbang rape porn increases daily. In case you have not noticed, the porn industry has changed tremendously in the past decade. I have been in the porn world almost 20 years. The major studios I worked for at the start of my career are no longer around. Streaming has changed porn, even the underground porn world. Studios are no longer needed when anyone can set up a camera and be a porn star. The vanilla porn of the 70s, 80s and 90s, no longer exists. Most porn is hardcore nowadays and most porn stars are amateurs. Look at me? I have gone from ass rape porn star to director thanks to the changing tides. I still get ass fucked and participate in some gang bangs, but those are all for personal pleasure. My job now, how I make bank, is from helping people with private streams. That is just a fancy way of saying I help men like you make pornos for self use. Often, the kind of porn that is illegal to possess. What is the fun of having legal porn on hand? It is not taboo and if it is not taboo, where is the fun in it? This week, I helped a couple make a porn with their young daughter. She was the star of the movie. A virgin girl who had never played with her family until they hired me to make a very special blue home movie. I love making teen rape porn movies for men, but this was even hotter because both daddy and mommy had rape fantasies for their beautiful girl. We had to drug the girl because she was not willing to be fucked on camera, not even for daddy and mommy. It turned out to be a hot video still, likely hotter because she fought. Thanks to the changing tides of pornography, even you can be a porn director and your daughter a porno princess.
Let’s get Kinky
Twisted Kink makes me wet.
I love twisted Roleplay phone sex. I want to take you on an erotic adventure and introduce you to your inner whore.
Let the Kink begin.
You can be whomever and whatever you want with me, Let me take you on a Kinky joy ride in our own made up kinky world where we make the rules and morals are pushed away.
I want to do Wicked things together!
I want to do wicked, kinky things together, Delicious and devious acts that the average Karen or Chad would shrink away from. I want to explore naughty, devilish desire that includes all of those things your mommy warned you about.
I will be your wicked slut!
I am the wicked slut that will be your new addiction, you will crave my kink and drink of my wicked games.
Evil phone sex slut Stephanie
I love kinky, accomplice calls where I can help inflict pain on others. I had the best time last night, helping a hot daddy torture his little brats. He knew that an evil phone sex whore like me wouldn’t stop when they started crying and begging me to. First we got rid of his stupid wife. She was an easy problem to take care of, I just slit her throat and let her bleed out in her sleep. The little ones were much more fun to abuse and snuff! I busted out their teeth and forced them to suck Daddy’s big dick and lick each other’s hot, little cunnies. They were crying and making a bloody, snotty mess but I didn’t care. I held them down and helped their Daddy rip them open and force fuck them. He ruined their holes with his fat dick the way he was shoving it in them and fucking them so hard. I made sure that he got to blow a load in each of their tight, little cunts before he left them for me to play with. I heated up a curling iron and forced it into their tiny, puckered assholes. They screamed while I was fucking them with it but their Daddy was right there to help me hold them down. He slapped them around and choked them with his fat cock every time they let out a sound. The screams and the smell of their skin burning was turning me on so much that I had Daddy bend me over and give me his dick. He was fucking me from behind, making me squirt all over him while I was cutting into their little bellies and stabbing them over and over again. When you call me I’m going to tell you all of the hot details of helping their Daddy force fuck them and then cutting them up into little pieces to dispose of!
Taboo Phone Sex Roleplays Get Violent with a Coke Whore Mommy
It is always violent taboo phone sex when my son calls me to play. He knows what a coke whore his mommy is. He brought a big brick of pure cocaine with him when he visited me last night. I live on a diet of coke and cum. I am a skinny old coke whore. It is not pretty. I have let myself go. All I think about is coke. It is all I want. When my son calls, I beg for coke. He always gives it to me too, but it comes at a price. He is technically savvy. He has all these fans on the dark net who love to watch him get brutal with his mommy. I mean brutal. His fans pay to watch our violent phone sex stream. I was not wearing my son’s favorite colors last night which are black and blue. He started going Mike Tyson on me and making my face turn pretty colors. Do not feel sorry for me though. I am an old whore. He gave me so much coke, I barely felt his fists hitting my face. Destroying my ass is what his fans at home really love to see. He shoved his fist in my ass to pull out my asshole. He prolapses me every time. He put a zip tie on my ass and punched my prolapse a few dozen times too while his fans at home jerked off and tipped. I know my boy loves me, but I am his cash cow too. Without our live shows, he makes no money. He needs money to get me coke, so I must do these streams to carry my weight. The real show is when he fucks my pee hole. He calls me a 4-hole wonder. I always thought I only had three holes, until my son showed me the error of my thinking. He fucked my pee hole until it prolapsed too. My son is into torture sex. He is my boy though and I know he loves his mama. He does this all so I can keep getting coke.
More Murder phone sex Fantasies for Whores
Before I started this I didn’t realize Murder phone sex Fantasies were hot. Sometimes I’d allow a guy to choke me but it wasn’t something I fantasied about until after I started here. I’ve always been one to get aroused talking about edgy asphyxiation but then one day someone said I can do it myself with a silk tie. Generally I think of myself as being an addict to playing with my sweet wet cunt and I just do my job and keep rubbing my clit while I’m on calls but when I set up the noose, goddamn does that take it to the next level. Let’s not even talk about how mentioning Satan during orgasm or on the way literally intensifies the experience. Murder me please baby. I won’t resist.
Roleplay Phone Sex Lets Me Be Your Teenage Cock Teasing Daughter
I love roleplay phone sex calls. We get to live out our hottest dark fantasies. I have this one guy in my life who loves daddy daughter role plays. Now, he has a twist to the typical daddy daughter scenario. He is a violent daddy. He hires me to be his schoolgirl cunt about once a month. As a pain slut and a nasty freak, I always take his money. It sometimes stirs up unpleasant memories of daddy, but I focus on the money. This weekend when we met, I wore a schoolgirl outfit, complete with white cotton panties. Daddy needed to punish me for being a cock tease. He wanted me to be a bratty teen who flashed her schoolgirl panties to every boy in school. He watches a lot of teen rape porn videos for inspiration. Daddy paddled my bottom until it was raw. He used his hands, his belt and his old fraternity wooden paddle. Oh my gosh, that thing hurt my ass. I still have red welts in the shape of the Greek letters on my ass! Daddy was angry and I paid the price for being his cock teasing daughter.
The spanking was just foreplay to daddy. He ripped my cotton panties off my body, leaving a panty burn on my inner thigh. Daddy was pissed at his daughter. Years of pent-up sexual frustration over a young girl accumulated into rough sex for me. I could handle it though. I have been the punching bag for a few men on and off the phone. Okay, a lot of men. Anyway, daddy punished my pussy and ass with his big cock too. He tore my hymen, making me bleed crimson red on his dick. My asshole bled too. He turned his teenage girl into an ass rape porn star with one hot role play. Can I be your punching bag next?
Rape phone sex fantasies are what he used my little sis for
I got tired of my boyfriend using my little sister for his Rape phone sex fantasies. We live by a homeless shelter who always has people who need to be fed. I knew I could get rid of meat if I needed to. I drugged his beer and it was easy to tie him up after he passed out. I had my little sister kick his cock and balls to wake him up. He screamed out in pain and saw the knife I had. He was going to lose his dirty dick he was using to fuck my little sister and rip her holes open. We laughed as he begged us to stop and let him go. He didn’t know he was going to be meat to feed the homeless. I started by cutting his tongue off. I was tired of him speaking. My sister went next; she was being the perfect accomplice. She slashed him a few times and cut his ears off. I told her to grab his cock and pull his limp cock all the way out. With a swift fast move, I chopped his limp dick off. He screamed out but I just shoved it deep down his throat. I kept pushing his dick down his throat even more until it disappeared, I could see it bulging out his neck. His body shook and I just let my little sister beat him and cut him until she felt better. Now i just had to figure out how to cut him up and cook him before dinner, the homeless are really hungry then.
Knife Play Phone Sex Includes Castration Play
Knife play phone sex anyone. I do not even own a gun. Honestly, I find a knife to be a better instrument of human destruction. Every victim of mine gets the knife. Maybe I just torture them with castration, or I kill them by evisceration. Either way, I am using a knife. I have thousands of knives. Many I inherited from my grandpa, my mentor. He taught me how to hunt my prey. He told me there is no valor or honor in killing with a gun. A gun requires no skill. It is mostly luck. I was a young teen girl when I helped him castrate a man. That was my first castration, and it filled me with a love for castration phone sex and knives. My grandpa did not kill this man. At the time, I wondered why. But I grew to appreciate his methods. Castrating a man is leaving him with a daily reminder of his sins. It is forcing him to live a celibate life. It takes the wind from his sails and leaves him unable to fuck or procreate. My grandpa’s victim was a P man. He was diddling little girls in the community. My grandpa caught him red handed too when he fucked my first cousin when she was itty bitty. He was a family friend, a pillar of our community. He would be a disgrace if it ever came out what he was doing behind closed doors. My grandpa could have killed him. Should have killed him for his crime was grave and personal. But grandpa told me you do not shit where you sleep. Torture sex, however, when you have something over your victim, is the next best thing. That was an important lesson for a future killer to learn. This man would not say anything about his forced castration because my grandpa had film of him fucking his young granddaughter. Leverage, my grandpa told me, is a powerful motivator for silence. That man never diddled another girl again and he never told the police that my grandpa and me castrated him. Be careful who knows your dirty secrets.