If you enjoy gangbang rape porn, I have a story for you. I was at this guy’s house last weekend to score some party favors. Not my usual dealer, but I heard from a friend he would fuck a woman in exchange for dope. I was cash poor, but pussy rich. Not like I have not fucked for drugs before. It’s just sex? Means nothing. My dope, however, means everything. It is how I function. I get there and he is not alone. There are like 50 Mexican dudes there. I don’t know if it was a house party or just his posse. They all looked me up and down like I was fresh meat. I could understand a few words like punta and gringa. They wanted to fuck me. I was in way over my head. I was planning on fucking one sleazy guy for some coke, not an army of men. I had no say in the matter. They grabbed me, ripped my clothes off and slammed me down on the floor. Big brown hairy cocks chocked me until I puked. They didn’t care. They just saw my fuck holes open for business. Strong hands pinned me face down in my own vomit while I got sodomized, fucked and fisted. Other men were circle jerking around me, dousing me in cum. I was violated like a street corner hooker. I could feel my cunt and ass bleeding. I could feel the life being choked out of me slowly and cruelly. I was in pain. I couldn’t speak from all the cocks rammed down my throat. They were laughing as I gagged and gasped for air. Finally, they stopped. No idea why. I guess I had drained them all. I was a ball of sweat, blood, cum and puke. When I tried to slither to the door, a foot stomped me on my back. “We aren’t done with you yet gringa,” one of them laughed.
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Gangbang Rape Porn in Exchange for Drugs
Snuff Sex Whore For the Killer in You
I know there is a killer lurking inside of you and this snuff sex whore is the perfect useless cunt to really bring it to the forefront of your mind and desires. You catch a glimpse of me flirting like fucking crazy with various men to get what I want. You watch me all night being manhandled by one man after the other as you catch little packets of drugs being passed to me and multiple drinks being bought for me. Then finally you see me stepping away from my flirtations and as I sneak away into the ladies room.
As you figured, the dumb cunt failed to lock the door behind her and you push inside locking it behind you. There I was as expected, snorting fucking lines as I sit taking a piss. Too wasted and dumb to make out what was going on you grab me by my hair yanking me off the can and spilling my blow. More concerned about my blow I started stumbling over my words but you just kick me in the gut after punching me square in my face. Bleeding nose and keeled over you yank me by my hair again to face you as you stuff your cock in my mouth. Forcibly face fucking my you call me a dirty cunt and berate me about not properly wiping my whore cunt after pissing. Asking me why any guy would want to stick their cock in that filthy cunt as you take my drink that was on the counter and pour it over my cunt. You need to be cleansed you say. The vodka stung my cunt and you just laugh and pull out from my face. You knee me in the face causing blood to spurt from my nose and as I attempt to scream you shove my piss soaked panties in my mouth.
You start to give me a taboo phone sex fuck I’ll never forget, well that is if I live through it. Taking my pussy with one harsh thrust landing a big fat cock deep in my cunt and ripping me to bleeding. You laugh as you keep thrusting in me as I am on my knees you grab me around my neck with both hands until my body becomes limp. Filling me up with your seed once you know I am dead was never so pleasurable.
Bloody Cunt Fucking
You can’t help but dig the knife right into my cunt and cutting me open. The rush you feel from stabbing away at my privates with a sharp point is a thrill you just cannot get by without finally having done. The darkest snuff fantasy for you is leaving my body behind where they can find me- where everyone can see your beautiful work. You’re an actual sexy sadist who can’t keep living those dark fantasies out in his head but thankfully you have me now to work out all your taboo desires. You cut my pussy lips off, leaning down to kiss and lick up my blood which is flowing from the cuts of my vagina. You reach down and begin using it as lube for your cock- you are going to fuck my bloody cunt until it practically falls of or I pass out, aren’t you?
Rape Phone Sex Fantasies: Women Have Them Too
What are your rape phone sex fantasies? Men are not the only ones that harbor such dark desires. In fact, women love to be force fucked. I want a man to take what is his. I want a man to treat me like a whore. I am a whore. I fuck young boys. I do drugs. I let men degrade and use me. Telling them to force fuck me is mild. I was in a bold mood last night. I told the guys dealing me drugs they weren’t man enough to assault a fly. That didn’t go over well. One guy punched me in the mouth while his friend ripped my panties off and shoved them down my throat. I underestimated those punks. They were high school or college boys. Petty dope dealers on the corner. I was in a different town without my usual connections. They didn’t want to fuck a used up old MILF in exchange for some blow. I thought all young boys liked older women. “We like clean MILFs, not skanks,” one laughed at the suggestion that my diseased old twat was worth even a bump. That’s when I got mouthy. They beat me black and blue before they made me their gangbang rape porn star. I blacked out a few times from blows to the head. I woke up this morning in an alley when a homeless man was pissing on me. I was banged up good. I guess I should learn not to taunt the masculinity of men, but I am a glutton for punishment.
Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Explored
Rape phone sex fantasies: every man has them. Many men would never admit that, however. You can trust me with your dirty secret. I mean, who would I tell anyway? I am a submissive whore and a pain slut. I love force fuck scenarios. There are so many kinds too. I won’t lie to you. I have found myself in a situation or two where men have taken advantage of me, even hurt me and left me for dead. I have never called the cops, however. I was too afraid that during the trauma exam, a doctor would discover my wet pussy and know I loved every minute of what happened to me. A few years ago, I was at a masquerade party. A group of guests made me the star of their private gangbang rape porn. They forced their cocks and their fists into my fuck holes. They choked me, even slapped me around. This abuse went on for hours. They eventually grew tired of my whore ass and dumped my body in a dumpster behind a bar. One of the bar workers found me unconscious and naked when he dumped the evening trash. He called 911. I acted like I didn’t know what had happened to me. I lied about taking some pills before partying. My pussy was soaking wet and not just from the cum loads deposited deep inside me. The fact was, I enjoyed being gangbanged by strangers. It is what I hope for every time I leave the house.
Ass Rape Porn Sunday
Ass Rape Porn Sunday? Apparently, it is for me. I came over to score some coke last night. I walked into a stranger’s house asking to score. I broke the rules for drug buying, but I was desperate and I knew he was a dealer. I just didn’t know he was in the process of killing someone when I barged in. I saw the blood splatter on the wall. A bloody bat on the kitchen floor was the obvious weapon. I saw no body. I acted like I had the wrong house, but one of his goons grabbed me and slammed me into the wall. I woke up chained to the bed. I called out for help, but the goon that slammed against the wall last night was the only one that answered my cries. His dick was out. He was not going to help me. He was there to torture my fuck holes. He started by force fucking my asshole. He had a very thick dick. I felt my asshole gaping. He pissed up inside me and laughed. After he came, he snorted some coke but refused to share. He wanted me alert when he rammed the bloody bat up my asshole. I never knew who they killed, but likely his brain matter was now up my ass. He was relentless in his thrusts. I could feel the blood pouring out my severed sphincter. I was laying there in a pool of blood, on the floor, when I realized not all the blood was mine. I was looking at a dead guy under the bed missing the back of his head. I begged to be put down. I couldn’t take the torture sex anymore. They weren’t going to let me escape. I knew and saw too much. He refused to kill me. I was their torture doll. I will be around as long as my body can handle it.
The Thugs’ Pet
It’s been 3 weeks and I’m still at the gangsters’ trap house. Every time my man shows up I think he’s taking me back to our house but he’s only there to get more crack. He sees the bruises all over my body but he doesn’t care. I plead and cry for him to rescue me, but someone slaps me to shut me up. Thug after thug fucks me in every hole until blood runs down my thighs. The big joke that keeps them rolling on the floor with laughter is keeping a leash around my neck and forcing me to crawl around on my hands and knees. They feed me dog food in a dog bowl and whip me with a leather belt if I try to use my hands to feed myself. I feel so humiliated, like shit on the bottom of a shoe. I cry out to God to rescue me, but I guess he’s ignoring me.
Evil phone sex is what gets you off
Evil phone sex is what you really want isn’t it? You want to do the things to me that you fantasize about whether it’s that cute college girl that works at the dentist office you go to or the ones you fantasize about grabbing and having your way with from your gym. I want you to let your fantasies run wild with me. I know you want to grab duct tape and cover my mouth tie me up and have your way with my body. You dream about making me your cum dispensary. Imagine me on my knees begging you to stop and to let me go. You grin and slap my cute little face and bring out a couple of toys to teach me to be patient and obedient. You want all the wicked rape fantasies to be with me. How bad do you want me to beg for you to stop and listen to my pleads? I know the more I beg the more turned on you get.
The Gangsters’ Play Toy
My man left me at the gang’s trap house for a few crack rocks again. These thugs treat me worse than a dog. For their amusement, they force me to eat from a dog bowl like an animal. I stay on my knees sucking cock all day until my lips are swollen and sore. They bend me over and fuck my asshole brutally until blood runs down my thighs. I’m not allowed to cry or scream out in pain or they beat me. They forced me to smoke crack until I beg for more. Smoking crack takes away the pain and sadness of knowing my body is worth 3 crack rocks. Minutes blend into hours, and hours blend into days as I’m fucked over and over again. As soon as one gangster fucks me and leaves my cunt filled with semen the next gangster steps up to take his place. I’m constantly hoping that my crack head boyfriend will come to my rescue, but he never comes.
I am your willing victim
Its not that I want to die but I love it when I am taken to the edge.I am the perfect victim because I am such a willing slut and will always play my part.I really enjoy rape fantasies and anal rape fantasy. There is something about somebody grabbing me from behind and forcing me into an alley or a dark place with the intention of violating my holes. When a cock is forced into your cunt as you are screaming and trying so very hard to get away but te more you struggle the harder they fuck you because it excites your attacker. As they spread your legs and mouth open and make you do vile and unmentionable things. I enjoy the excitement probably just as much as my attacker does. It makes me very wet and makes me want to come all over the place. I love being forced, fucked and violated in multiple way. The more violent, the better.