Category: Goth teen phone sex

His secret fantasy

necrophilia phone sex

I have had an ongoing relationship with a guy. When we first met, I wasn’t completely attracted to him. I thought he was sort of odd.

Either way, he had a way with words, and sure enough, he had me under his spell before I could even realize it.

I was smitten around him and thought his personality was still different, but he had a certain charm that radiated. Who knew it had patterns of psycho. One day I was sleeping and noticed him taking pictures of me while I napped. It woke me up. He looked quite startled when I awoke. He could see I was weirded out, and he tried to play it out as he couldn’t help himself. I looked so cute when I slept.

After that, I didn’t think much of it. I went through his phone one day and could see he had a lust for necrophilia phone sex.

I had opened a can of worms and finally found a section where he confessed he loved to take pictures of me asleep and loved to imagine me dead and how his cock would feel inside me. After that, I cleared any signs of me going through his phone and tried to head out as fast as I could, but he was in front of the front door.

I guess the indoor cameras should have been a dead giveaway.

Sadistically Evil Phone Sex Goddess

I am exactly what you need. A Sadistically Evil Phone Sex Goddess. My Satan’s Lemonade will intoxicate you and make you even weaker still for me. It’s my special mixture of menstrual fluid and urine and it is what my slaves will crave from me. Groveling at my feet wanting me to stomp on their ball sacks until they are punctured or bruised. Those penis pops I make great money off of from perverts is one of my other specialties. Little boy dicks severed before they are burned in the sacrificial fires of Hell. I hunt little brats and destroy them.

On occasion a grown fool gets caught up in the hunt and needs to be removed. I have no qualms in destroying a bitch or cunt assed man. I get pleasure with a slow torture even. In fact I am feeling pretty sadistic for ruining a bitch assed man now. I can smell the aroma of grilled cock sausages and testical burgers.

Evil Phone Sex

Bloody phone sex slut

bloody phone sex

Bloody phone sex makes your cock throb. Go ahead and pull out that dick and slide it into my bloody asshole. So many guys have had their way with me and used me up. I’m not here to complain or talk about my sob story. I’m here for you and to please as you make my gaped asshole your cum aim. 

Let me know that I am nothing but a gross whore and I am unlovebale. Show me that I will never be anything more than a  cum dump and will be a bloody bitch for the rest of my life. 

I’m going to be beaten and abused and fucked so hard that my insides feel the penetration. I’m the kind of girl you fuck over and feel no remorse about doing so.

Anal Rape Fantasy On Goth Teen

I was a gothic teen when I was young and the hottie slut all men drooled over. When I was babysitting one night, I decided to drink from the parent’s liquor cabinet while the brats were asleep and no noise around. I started playing with my cunt when there was a knock at the door. I checked no one was there so I went back to masturbating. That is when someone jumped on top of me, covered my mouth and tied my hands. He pulled a knife out and cut my shirt off and pants. He pushed me on my tummy and forced my legs open, I felt his cock being forced into my ass. The pain of him ripping my asshole open with his fat cock shot up my body but I concentrated on the knife he had. He was fucking me rough and hard, my hands got loose. That is when I was able to rip the knife from his hand and shove into his arm.

Goth teen phone sex

He fell off of me and I jumped up and stomped on his dick and balls. I made him tie himself to the table, that is when I cut his dick off, gave him a new pussy and shoved it into his mouth. He used me to make his anal rape fantasy come true, so he was going to remember it forever just like I did. Now I’m a sadistic bitch who makes men like him have brand new pussies to fuck.

Don’t Screw It Up, Guy!

Teen phone sex

 

I always find myself in these positions.  I hate feeling like this, it’s the most useless, submissive urge and desire I ever have inside of me, but I have it, nonetheless.  Sometimes I forget about my bloodlust for just a bit, just long enough to find a stranger who wants to experience my beautiful blossoming body and tight teen pussy.

No, I don’t find a guy who wants to chain me up and degrade me or slap me around until I’m bruised from head to toe.  That’s normal shit for me, getting beaten is part of what fuels me to fuck the world in the first place!  When I submit, it’s to myself, to my desire to take that extra step.  It’s not easy to control, believe you me.

I typically don’t give shits one or two about making a man my meat puppet for the rest of his pathetic existence, it’s my fucking modus operandi, all planned and laid out for me by a dark voice that echoes through my mind.  But there’s a tiny voice in there as well that just doesn’t stop whining and bitching.  It cries for passion and warmth, begs to feel the tender touch and gentle caress of a caring lover who wants nothing more than to give pleasure.  It wails and moans woefully until the dark voice relents and takes a backseat, if only to stop it from bellowing.

Here’s the thing…  Those men are not easy to find on a whim.  Passionate pricks are usually in a relationship that they don’t want to disrupt.  Makes sense.  So, oftentimes when I think I have a guy who can give the soft side of me what it wants, they end up getting rough and doing their domination thing in an effort to make me squeal and scream so they can cum inside of me.  Silly them.

Once the rough stuff starts, the dark voice comes back with a vengeance, slapping the simpering slut in me aside with a “told you so” while it flips her the bird.  After that, there’s no telling what’ll happen to my wannabe alpha fuck pig.  The one thing I do know is that there will be blood.  It’s hard for me to be vulnerable, being gentle is me at my most masochistic.  Don’t screw it up.  You either pound my pussy with passion and affection to quell the beast inside me, or you give in to the slap happy creature in you and suffer the wrath of Willow.

 

Training The Next Generation of Goth Teen Phone Sex Bitches

goth teen phone sexDo you like goth teen phone sex girls? I am no longer a teen, but I am always training the next me. I was a young Goth girl when I started having dark fantasies. My grandpa was my mentor. He saw in me what someone saw in him many decades before. Dark instincts need to be cultivated he told me, not squashed. I am a killing machine now. And I have never been questioned by the police. I am skilled in DNA destruction like Dexter Morgan. I never leave a body, nor do I hunt where I sleep thanks to the tutelage of my sadistic grandpa. Amy is under my wing now. She is a young girl with violent impulses just like me. I had to intervene and help her grow. If you have these instincts, you need a code so you can explore them while avoiding detection by law enforcement. I met Amy by chance. She had just murdered a school bully impulsively when I happened upon the murder scene. She thought she was dead in the water. That was her lucky day. That was Satan’s intervention. The dark lord put me in her path to help her, guide her, protect her raw talent. I have been honing her skills ever since. She cannot drive yet, but she can kill. She makes a perfect accomplice phone sex partner. She is school age herself, so she can lure little mean girls to their death. She targets surrogates for girls at her school, because an unbreakable rule is not to kill where you sleep. You can have no connection to the victim, or you come under investigation for the crime. She brings them to me, and I help her kill them. I help her destroy the little sluts. It is therapeutic for her. She has the urges and rage like many young girls. She can end up on death row before she can legally drink, or I can mentor her, hone her craft and turn her into an evil snuff porn queen like me. I can train your little bitch too.

I Swear I’m A Normal Teen Slut

Teen phone sex

 

I know why you love teen phone sex.  You love the way a young girl sounds as you force your way into all of her tight, pink cum caverns.  The way she squeals with delight as you make every inch of her insides tingle, right?  Yeah sure, that’s exactly what it’s like when you’re on the line with me.  You just keep telling yourself that I’m the sexy, vapid teen you want to work your fuckstick over and fill with your sex slime.  That’s just the mentality I need to make sure that I have some fun, too.

You think I’m being cryptic and weird? Don’t worry, you don’t need to pay attention to that nagging feeling in your gut telling you that something is off.  No, those aren’t blood stains on the floor, I just spilled some Kool-Aid.  Everywhere.  I’m a hot teen slut only good for taking your cock cream wherever you want to shoot it, we both know that.  My age shows that I’m inexperienced and need to be shown what a real man is like, huh?  That’s right, I’m just as innocent as the next little cock hungry whore and there’s absolutely nothing out of the ordinary about me.  I only carry this straight razor around for protection, I promise I’ve never even had to use it.

Now, just kick back and relax and look at my pretty face while I stroke your super strong, extra large man meat.  It’s so big, I’ve never had anything that enormous inside of me before.  That’s what you want to hear, right?  Yeah, I know it is.  Don’t you worry about a thing.  I’ll make you feel good forever, Daddy.  Forever, and ever, and ever, and ever, and ever…

 

Snuff Sex Makes Me Wet

snuff sexSnuff sex makes my pussy wet. Does it get your cock hard? I will watch snuff flicks I made, but I like to watch the work other sadistic filmmakers too. I have this guy friend who makes my favorite kind. Maybe you have seen some of his flicks. They always star a stupid cunt being tortured and killed. These are young little sluts. Like jailbait and barely legally little girls next door, daddy’s girls and princesses. There is always torture and fucking before the killing. I love watching schoolgirls get slaughtered and defiled. It is just so fucking hot. I had my first kill when I was no older than some of the girls this guy snuffs on film.  I killed a fellow schoolgirl.  So, my first victim was my age and the age of my friend’s snuff porn stars. I was impulsive during my first kill.  I used a knife and stabbed her in the stomach over 20 times. I made it look like a random sex crime. I tied her up, sodomized her with some kitchen instrument and carved whore in her chest. The case was never solved. I was never a suspect even though I was the one that found the body. She was a school friend. Well, not friend. She was a little cunt that made my life hell. We were paired together for a school project, and I had gone to her house to work. No parentals were home.  She said something that pissed me off, and I pulled out my knife from my backpack and stabbed her in her kitchen. I put the bloodied knife back in my backpack and called 911 about 30 minutes later after I staged the scene. I was so young, the cops never asked me many questions. They never searched my backpack. My prints in the kitchen were explained easily. No one suspected I was a bad seed. I think because my first kill was a schoolgirl it has shaped what I like to kill now. You have a schoolgirl in mind for our taboo phone sex call?

Castration Phone Sex is Fun for Me

castration phone sexCastration phone sex? I hope you say yes, but guess what? I do not care if a guy wants his dick cut off or not. Many of my castrations have been done for a fee. Some loser knows he has a worthless cock and wants it gone. Or maybe he just wants to be a sissy and wants his balls removed. I will castrate anyone who pays. I castrate quite a few who do not pay or even request a ball removal too. Men are living in the dark ages still. If I say get away from me mother fucker or leave me alone loser, I mean it. I am not playing hard to get. I am not the kind of woman you piss off. Because I just assume kill you then let you harass me. Mike was the latest recipient of my free ball removal service last night. We met at music venue. I was alone and wanted to be left alone to enjoy the music. This solo guy was all up in my space trying to dance with him. If I wanted him to bump and grind on me, I would have let him know. It was a seedy little club. The show was a sausage fest, but one less sausage at the end of the night. I had a knife strapped to my leg. When he pulled out his cock, he thought I was going to go down on him in a club, I knew I had to cut it off. This was not ball removal. This was cock removal. The tool needed no instrument. While I was on my knees, I pulled out my knife and sliced off his cock and squirmed my way out of the crowd to avoid detection. I think it took him a few minutes to realize what had happened. I left the show early but that was only, so I did not get arrested. No fucking dickless wonder was sending me to jail.

Fantasy Fuck Butt Boglins

Fantasy phone sex

 

My angelic face and perfect body might make me most men’s fantasy fuck, but my demonic mind and corrupted soul definitely make me everyone’s nightmare.  You might survive a harrowing trip through my sadistic world of sex and violence, but you’ll never, ever forget the joyful pain and bloody torture I inflict upon you.  Scars come in all sorts of shapes and sizes and aren’t limited to only your skin.

I love to get off, I am human.  But my twisted carnal desires have a way of taking shape and coming to life in the most fucked up fashion you could imagine.  At first I thought I was seeing things, my House of Horrors has a real weird way about it and visions of messed up, slimy little filth monsters seemed to just be a part of the deal.  The night I woke up screaming from a rape filled nightmare and found one of those ghoulish freaks buried halfway in my cunt grunting and staring at me with those dead freakish eyes, I knew they weren’t just figments of my messed up imagination.

It took a few weeks but through hours of salacious study, the best I could figure is that these grisly cum guzzling butt boglins are physical manifestations of my most craven desires.  The more disturbing the fantasy was, the more horrific the beasts got, the more my holes got stretched and tunneled into.  I couldn’t get away from them, either.  They didn’t just stay in the house when I left to stalk some jizz junky prey or sniff out some sweet virgin poon, they fucking followed me everywhere I went popping up at the most inopportune moments.  Do you know how hard it is to be stealthy when you’re constantly shooing off a group of horny little ghoulies?  It’s impossible!

I’m not an idiot, though.  Of course I figured out how to get rid of them and push my nightmare off onto someone else.  It’s not that hard, I just have to practice a bit of control.  To rid myself of my rotten manifestations all I have to do is lure a lust filled lover into my big haunted house, fuck their brains out (metaphorically) and then just let them live and go on their merry way.  The fiendish little living diseases simply follow them out the door.  They might not notice at first, but eventually every one of my living lovers start getting harassed and violated by those horny, otherworldly creations of mine.

Sometimes my bloodlust gets the best of me and, even when I plan on giving them a life pass, I accidentally go to far and miss the chance to pass my sputtering and spewing sentient STD’s off to a simpering fuck sow.  It’s all good, I just find another pussy pounding piggy and show a bit more restraint.  It’s easier once I’ve already snuffed the life out of some other strange lover.

I don’t know why these boglins started appearing, my house is fucking crazy and does what it wants.  Now that I know how to make them go away, though, I like to build up a whole gang of the little fuck fantasy gash ghoulies before I give them to an unsuspecting sex fiend.  I guarantee they’ll make his life much harder than they made mine.  Probably his cock, too.