Category: Home invasion phone sex

Home Invasion Phone Sex Fantasies

home invasion phone sexI have home invasion phone sex fantasies. What about you? The idea of a stranger breaking into my home while I sleep and forcing himself on me gets my cunt wet. When I was a little girl, something similar happened to me while I was spending the night at a friend’s house. We were all asleep, when the family dog started barking. My friend and I were sleeping in her bed. We got up to peer through the door to see what the noise was about. We saw masked men holding a gun to her mother’s head. Her parents were insisting they were home alone in the house, so I took my friend and hid her. I was smart enough to know those strangers would come looking for a little girl or boy in the house. Let them find me instead. When they dragged me out to the living room, I called the Nelsons mom and dad. They only had one girl, so I pretended to be her. The truth was that even as a school girl, I had snuff porn fantasies. I wanted the armed men to hurt me. They made Mr. Nelson do sexual things to me thinking I was his daughter. I told “daddy” it was okay and to do what he needed to do to keep us safe. I think Mr. Nelson secretly enjoyed fucking my baby asshole because he had a huge boner as he force fucked my ass the way the armed intruders instructed him to do so. I think even Mrs. Nelson enjoyed the show. She was grateful I think that it wasn’t her own baby girl getting ass reamed. I cried and said it hurt, but I loved every moment of it. I survived that night obviously, so did the Nelsons. They were always indebted to me afterward and folks in town looked at me as a hero. Really, I was just a kinky little pain slut even way back then.

He makes me do wicked things

snuff sexI always try to muster the courage to leave my boyfriend. My boyfriend Dominic is evil but I just seem to be so invested and addicted to his cock. I keep telling myself this snuff sex stage will soon be over. I need to stick it out I can’t waste all the effort I have put into this relationship. I will be damn if I let another whore be in his arms. It drives me mad just thinking about it. I will allow myself to be his sexual escape even if it means he needs to share me. Lately, Dominic is all about bringing a buddy over to help gag my mouth and torture me and make me their cum dispenser. My boyfriend gets real joy from watching another man degrade me and use me. It’s insane to me, but it makes complete sense too. He wants me to be a sex slave he made that clear from the first date. I thought he was joking, but it’s evident he means what he says. There is a weird part of me that enjoys it too.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies My Fate Is Locked

My fate gets locked in every time I take a call and some of my favorites involve rape phone sex fantasies that ultimately lead to my demise. Yeah, I’m a twisted little bitch or bimbo that actually gets off only when put in the most compromising of positions that are really tend to lead me into some form of rabbit hole of a twisted dream or nightmare. I have been beat so black and blue and strangled to the point of involuntarily cumming like a beast fucking some tight young snatch. Fuck the thought of being fantasy raped by some huge beast really gets my juices flowing just knowing I will end up with my holes ripped wide open and bleeding me to my death. I’m so fucking horny right now i better pop over to the porn movies of animated beasts or filthy fairy tales.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies

Don’t talk to strangers

sex with dead bodiesMy boyfriend and I got the idea to lure some sluts to an abandoned house to shoot a portfolio. We were excited to hatch this plan and make it turn out just like we wanted to. We have been brainstorming ways to get our fantasy happening faster rather than later. We were all about just watching a dumb whore get on her knees begging for mercy. The idea was from a sick porn site we frequent. We just wanted to make foolish slut die and fuck her while her body grows cold. We have thought up every scenario possible so that we can have sex with dead bodies. Our primary focus was young dumb sluts who would fall for our scheme. We posted online looking for some youngins wanting to break into modeling, and we sat back and let the replies fly in. It was a golden idea. I knew plenty of sluts who would jump at the opportunity. All the nasty things began to run our my mind.  These whores were going to get way more than a photo shoot.

 

Payback with Torture Sex

torture sexHe said it was going to be torture sex. He wouldn’t tell me his name. He said that didn’t matter. All that mattered was that I paid for being a bitch and a man stealer. He knew every sordid detail of my salacious life. I offered him money, but he was already paid handsomely. He tied me to a chair with leather restraints. I was stripped naked. He commented about my big whore titties. I started to scream, but before I could scream too long, he put my panties in my mouth to muffle me. With a sinister grin on his face, he started talking about how his clients wanted payback. There was no apologizing. He wouldn’t listen to my pleas. Pain was on his mind. He started with several whacks to my big fake tits with a cane.  That cane hit my ass a few dozen times too. He affixed weights to my nipples and my clit. I felt like I suddenly had cow udders. Needles pierced my skin. I could feel drops of blood oozing out of my nipples. Drip drip drip. Blood cascading over my tits and pooling in my belly button. More whacks with floggers, paddles and canes all over my body. My skin was turning purple. I was starting to bruise. I was trying to itemize my sins in my head. It was too late to right the wrongs. This was my end. My skin was blistering, bleeding and changing colors from the abuse and torture. His goal was to ruin my big boobs, scar my body, ruin its perfection so I could not steal a man if I wanted to. I thought when he laughed at my ruined body he was done, but this was not just torture, this was snuff sex too. His hands clenched tightly around my throat as he squeezed the life out of me, making sure I knew I was dying for being a whore.

Devious desires

Snuff sexI have been pretty social. It’s all part of the plan that I came up. I want to befriend of stupid bitches and make their lives literal hell. I’d luck nothing but to fulfill my rape fantasies. My boyfriend and I are into fucking sluts up and making them drink bleach and letting them get tortured and endure snuff sex. Most the hoes we end up bringing home end up dead, but this time I have something else in mind. If I were to recruit a couple of pathetic sluts from campus maybe I can make them endure the pain that will lead to a slow death. I’m thinking about starving them to death and letting them be used by truckers and whoever is willing to pay. I’d love to be the ultimate madame. I just haven’t figured out how I will go about it just yet. I just know I want these whores to get fucked up and abused in every which way. Thinking about all the devious desires I have makes me a horny slut. 

Wanna Know My Hot Fantasy of My Demise?

Home invasion phone sex is possibly one of my hottest fantasies as the worthless victim that I am. You see this hot piece of groomed snatch gets so fucking wet when i daydream of my demise. I literally just get all creamy and crave dick, and not just dick to fuck me normally, fuck normal! I want a guy to fantasy rape my snatch as he takes out his aggressions beating me, slapping or cutting at my perfect fake tits, or even fantasy raping my cunt then once he came in it he takes a knife and starts to fantasy rape my perfect snatch with it. As the wounds are made his salty spunk oozes into them and causes this most terrible burning, stinging sensations.

I really am a worthless fuck whore, am I not?

Home Invasion Phone Sex

Taboo Phone Sex Nightmares

 

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex fantasies consume me. I don’t know what is wrong with me, but I have so many wicked dreams. I dream about guys doing horrible things to me, even killing me. I had one last night that seemed so real. I passed out after partying. I woke up suddenly when a group of strangers yanked me from bed. It was like having a heart attack being woke up that way. They dragged me to the basement where they tied me up and force fucked me for hours. They did more than fuck me, however. One of them wrote cunt on my forehead with my red lipstick. They joked about hearing rumors of the trashy milf who likes to party and fuck college boys who lives here. These guys were younger than me, but they didn’t look like the college type. They looked more like the gangbang rape porn makers type. They burned me with cigarettes. They pissed in my eyes. The fisted my cunt and ass. They used my body as punching bag and a cum receptacle. They cut my hair. They fucked me until my holes bled. It was such an intense dream, that when I woke up I could still smell the piss and cum. I felt sore. I did a line to wake myself up because I felt like I was trapped in my nightmare. I went to the bathroom and saw my face and body. My forehead had whore written on it in red lipstick. My body had purple marks everywhere. When I went to pee, I pissed blood. I touched my asshole and it was on the outside. What the fuck happened to me. Clearly, what I dreamt was reality. Just couldn’t remember how I got to my bed. Guess poor memory is one of the pitfalls of being a party whore.

Felon fuck

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There is something about a freshly released felon! The way they fuck its like they are hungry and have been starved for years. I always find myself hooking up with guys that are right out of the pen. My favorite fuck by far is this Italian guy Dominic. Dominic has the best dick game and can get me high as fuck with his special nose candy. We got so fucked up one time we decided to go on a fantasy rape spree. We went to all the campuses close by and grabbed a victim and brought them over to our dome. We ended up with three whores, and we weren’t going to stop snuffing them out. Dominic and I share a passion for snuff sex. You can very well bet we had these little slut pampering and begging to be free. Silly sluts, by this time tomorrow they would be swimming with the fishes, but first, we were going to have our fun. I ended up pinning these broads one by one with needle pins and slitting their clits watching the blood drip down their thighs gave us both such a high. We decided it was enough and sliced them up and made them disappear in the river out back. 

Snuff Sex is the Best Sex

snuff sexSnuff sex makes me horny. Nothing like a little killing spree with the right person to get things going in the bedroom. I met David at a Goth club. He wasn’t Goth, but he likes Goth girls. He was looking for me.  He heard a rumor that I was the right girl for a job he needed done. We talked for a bit and hit it off instantly. Rarely, does that happen. Usually, I want to kill people the moment they open their mouths. Not him. He wasn’t giving me the runaround or any bullshit. He had an ex wife. Technically, he had an ex cunt. She was trying to take him to the cleaners when she was the one who cheated and left the marriage. He needed her gone so he could keep his money he inherited from his family. She was a cheating, gold digging cunt who I would enjoy killing. With an acrimonious divorce going on, he would be the first suspect. I agreed to a later payment and to do it solo to protect him. It was going to be a pleasure making a snuff porn with the bitch because she gives women a bad name. Last night, she met her demise. It was ugly too. I made it look like a home burglary and sexual assault. I clean her out. She had a sizeable amount of money hidden in her closet, along with a bag of heroin. She was drug dealer. Perfect. I left the drugs and most of the cash to cast suspicion away from my client. I had fun taunting her. In the end, I gave her a Columbian necktie and fucked her cunt with a baseball bat. She died savagely. I went to a motel to meet my client and we fucked with his now dead wife’s blood on my body. I don’t often fuck my clients, but he was hot, and his wife was a 1000% cunt.