Category: Goth teen phone sex

My Hot Fantasy

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I have always had wicked fantasies of being fucked hard. I just love knowing I have no control of how fast you pound me. It makes my cunny so wet to know you only care about getting off and fucking my brains out. I always think about getting forced by multiple guys just being able to experience a lot of different dicks in me makes me so horny. I quite frankly don’t care if you have a little dick or big dick. I just want you to use me and make me your little fuck toy. I love all types of fantasies of being tied and exposed. I love having duct tape covering my mouth and my eye welling up and tears flowing down my cheeks. The thought of being pounded gets me so wet and ready to cum instantly. I want to be put in my place and be shown that I’m just a little fuck toy. I even have fantasies of being left on the floor with a puddle of cum. These dark fantasies make me want it so bad in real life.

Drunken Lubed Up Twister

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Hi it’s Langley again! So my foster family and I had a fun night last night! For the first time we picked an activity to do together, instead of everyone gang fucking me. We wanted to play Twister, but with a twist! We set up various bottles in the kitchen for shots, and everyone was instructed to take off their clothes. My foster mom oiled us all up with baby oil, all over my curvy ass and perky tits, and then it was time to play!  It was all pretty innocent in comparison to the forced entry that happened often… Or so I thought. The Twister mat was so slick, that I ended up slipping and falling down. My Foster dad positioned himself over me in lazy doggy style pose and something came over him! He started spanking my ass with his great big fucking cock and then with no warning I felt his girthy dick fill me up! When I glanced behind me, I saw my foster mom and brother fucking intensely. She was moaning and screaming his name and he was fucking her so good that I felt myself getting wetter. By the end of the night we were all lubed up in more ways than one. I wanna have fun with you too on a phone sex live chat! I wonder if you can get me just as wet.

Kiss kiss, Langley

Goth Teen Phone Sex Fisting

Goth teen phone sexThey had picked me up near the mountains in Colorado, and I was excited! They were girls around my age, and they promised a shopping trip and hangout. We did shop, and they even bought me a new outfit. Then, they invited me back to one of their house for a quick bite before they dropped me on the other end of town to carry on my way. They fed me, and when I started to feel weird, I knew. They’d drugged me and were half-carrying me to a bedroom. They got me situated on a bed, set up a camera, and started stripping me. They ran their hands all up and down my body for the camera, making sure to massage at my tits, thighs, pussy, and ass. Then, they flipped me and helped me get into doggy-style position. That was when it happened. She started sliding fingers into my ass – first one, then two, then three. Before I knew it, she had her whole hand inside of my ass, and was forcing it into a fist inside me. She started punching up into my innards as I held onto the bed for dear life. I couldn’t have moved if I had wanted to, so she plowed my ass for several minutes. Then, she pulled her hand out and started fingering herself and her friend with my ass juices. They came really pretty for the camera. Now that I’m on the road again, I’m seriously hoping they don’t post that to the net. That gets out, who knows what kind of weirdos will start looking for me.

Mr. Z’s Sweet meat retreat

accomplice phone sexThe sound of tin cans clanging together woke me up. One of my damn sluts was trying to escape. I was pissed. This one was saved special for Mr. Z.  Usually I starved my victims to break them but this was a lucky one. She had a lunch invitation from a VIP. He liked his flesh in prime condition. It was hard, but I hadn’t even left a mark on her. He said that bruised meat tasted “gamey.” So, for the last 2 weeks while he was out of town, I had pampered that slut. I even rubbed her with the special lotion that he left. After this escape attempt, I just wanted to kick her ass though. The other meat dolls were too weak to escape. That’s how I preferred to keep them. My other clients were not quite as picky about their cuts of meat.

I licked my lips as I dreamed of her demise. Mr Z’s famous method of injecting the spices, the expert trussing, and that splash of secret sauce made all of our dinners delectable and bone sucking good. Working with him was such a joy and that first taste of a juicy finger or a slice of inner thigh made even a hardcore like me appreciate a choice cut of meat.

 

Let’s snuff your ex.

accomplice phone sexSnuffing exes is one of my favorite types of accomplice phone sex. That worthless cunt did you dirty and its time for some revenge. Can you imagine how hard you would get seeing her get a good beat down? Maybe it’s time that you and I made that happen. Lure her to my house and have you waiting there. You’ll have all of the torture tools laid out that we need for a cheating cunt like her.

First, I’ll strip her naked and hang her by her wrists. You’ll be wearing an evil cape when you enter the room, your erect cock pointing straight up. Lash her a few times with your whip and get her screaming, then throw off the mask and let the fun begin. Shall we start with the cattle prod rammed up that pussy that she spread wide for other men? Or maybe you should remind her of why she loved your cock. Dry fuck her unwilling ass. And then just as you are ready to cum, I’ll slash her throat. That bitches last thought will be “He won.”

Come share your idea on the best way to torture and punish a loser ex. I love comparing stories.

 

Castration Phone Sex: The Best Part is What I Do with Your Nuts Afterwards

castration phone sex Castration phone sex is hands down the sickest fun I can have on the phone. I love telling losers exactly what I am going to do to their testicles. My pussy gets wet at the graphic detail. Every loser who calls me for this specialty is different. I never remove two guys’ junk the same way. Where is the fun in that for me? Variety is the spice of life. I enjoyed telling a loser last night after I removed his balls with a castration band and a rusty saw, that I was going to deep fry his nuts and eat them. My spin on Rocky Mountain oysters. As he laid there in pain, bleeding all over the place, I was deep frying his nuts in olive oil and scallions. They ended up looking like fried perogies, just a lot smaller. Not quite as tasty either. Sat down across from him and ate his balls. I’m not a savage. Of course, I offered him some too. He tried to politely refuse, so I forced a few bites down his throat. Your host offers you something to eat, you eat it, even if it is your own balls. How do you think I will remove your nuts? I will let you in on a little secret. The best part is not removing your balls; it is what I do with them afterwards.

Neutered makes for a better pet.

castration phone sexLove those roleplays. Castration phone sex has to be the most fun as I watch you quiver and quake wondering if tonight is the night that you lose those fun bags. You always wanted to be a little faggot with a pussy anyway. So, just let me finish this job and make you into a panty slut.  I love fucking as much as anyone but some men shouldn’t be allowed to have the tools to procreate. You are one of them. Spreading your nasty seed and infection among women wherever you go. Knocking up pussies and making little bastards. Oh yes, I love “fixing” your kind. You don’t deserve that large pair of danglies. So, here’s a nice drugged beer and the crazy notion that I might let you fuck this pussy too.

Except this time you are the helpless one, waking up hogtied and your nutsac banded like a bull calf. It’s swollen like a purple balloon. So much more fun to pop them that way. I have my razor tipped stilettos on. Shall I dance all around your “boys” or just make it quick and clean with a straight razor. Or maybe, just slow and painful cuts until you are begging me to just end it all. Oh, I love being a dark, evil ball busting slut. I think you’ll be making this decision for me. Scream louder when I pick the right choice.

Dark Gothic Evil

goth teen phone sexWhen you think of goth teen phone sex, you’re thinking of me. The sound of her head splitting wide open and the smell of blood made your cock rise high. Even as her brains oozed out, she was moaning. “Fuck her if you like” I whispered and giggled. I knew you wanted to fuck that dying pussy and lick the blood from her mouth. You jumped on her like a starving mongrel, pushing into her tortured cunt. I had split it from clit to asshole hours earlier with my razor blade dildo. She had been beautiful. Long blonde hair and blue eyes. The prom queen who had rejected you and told everyone about your small penis. The wounded look of defeat in your eyes had sent me into a rage. I had cornered her in the bathroom the night of the prom and chloroformed the cunt. Now, she belonged to us forever. We experimented with all of my toys. Who knew how many items could be shoved into a pussy? We fucked her with every sharp tool in the shed. Guess the bitch wouldn’t be making fun of anyone else ever again. I almost let her live. Allowing her disfigured face to be seen in public was too much kindness. So goodnight, princess. May your soul dance forever in the swamp where we dump you for the gators.

Snuff Porn Sunday, Bloody, Sunday

snuff pornSnuff porn Sunday was my day yesterday. I packed up my car and went on a road trip. I found a little church in the middle of nowhere with plenty of cars in the lot. Perfect. Church service was in progress. I am a blasphemous bitch. I love to go into a small local rural church looking like the Goth stranger from Hell and see what kind of mayhem I can stir up. The moment I walked in, all eyes turned and stared. Even the pastor stopped his sermon to ask if I was lost. They weren’t very inviting despite their message outside that everyone was welcome, especially sinners. I started spouting off some blasphemous shit that gave the old fuddy duddies a heart attack. I pulled my knife out and started slitting throats of the stupid and the pious. Sunday, bloody, Sunday. My cunt was wet. The pastor was trying to pray for my soul. “I ain’t got a soul,” I yelled. I am Satan’s daughter, I informed the congregation as I snatched a little angel out of the pew. I tossed her on the alter, ripped her clothes off and fucked her bald cunt and puckered pink asshole with a cross. She cried, said the Lord’s prayer, but God was not going to save her from blasphemous sex. By the time I was done, the quaint little church looked like something out of a Saw movie. Blood and limbs spewed everywhere. Not a living soul around. I spit in the holy water, said a prayer for Satan, got in my convertible and looked for the next little church. They are all over on Route 666. Maybe next Sunday, you may want to join me on a bloody, blasphemous road trip. Killing sprees in the name of Satan are more fun with two.

Our BBQ was a hit.

accomplice phone sexWe all sat down to celebrate with my accomplice phone sex meal. Of course, only you and I knew exactly was in those pulled pork sandwiches that everyone was chowing down on. We exchanged sly grins as the juices dripped from their chins. It made my pussy wet, knowing all of the effort we had put in was paying off. I laughed when someone complimented you on your delicious spicy sauce. Have another slice of ass, I wanted to say.

If only they had experienced our kidnapping of a fresh and perky young girl. This one was hand picked by you. I just made sure she came home with us. The poor little one begged for life and pleaded with you that she was a virgin, so please don’t rape her. Turns out that the only injection she got was with the cajun baster. I sunk that needle in deep to fill her with aromatic herbs in oil. Of course you added your own “secret sauce” to the mix.

Soon her beautiful carcass was slow roasting on the smoker. I’m sure the smoke quickened her demise. She screamed a few times as her fat dripped into the fire, making it flare up. Good thing we purge them before we cook them.

Mmmmmm, finger licking, cock slapping good. Care to join us?