Category: Killer phone sex

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies

murder phone sex fantasiesWhat are your murder phone sex fantasies? With me as your accomplice, I bet I can make them seem so real that you cream your shorts. I am a sick bitch. I make the perfect accomplice because I have no remorse. I have no empathy and I have no fear. I do have caution, which you want. I know when, how and where to kill the intended victim. Victor needed help killing his ex-wife. She was draining him dry because she has all his dirty secrets in her head. He made the mistake of telling his one-time wife where all the bodies were buried, and she has been blackmailing him since. She is a trophy wife. Younger than him by 20 years. He knows now he should not have married her nor shared his dirty business secrets. He found me on a black ops site for underground killers. We discussed his case, decided on a price and then I planned her murder. I get off planning a kill. A lot goes into a murder for hire plan. The husband is always the first suspect, so he needed an airtight alibi and not a hint of a paper trail leading to a hit. Leave it to me. When it comes to killer phone sex, I am the best at what I do. I waited until he was out of town to execute her. I also waited until his brat was at a friend’s house. I made it look like a robbery and a sexual assault gone wrong. I fucked the little whore with my strap on but placed a rubber on it first so there would be no trace of rubber to suggest the killer was a woman. I wanted to disfigure her and sexually mutilate her, but that is a pattern of a personal kill, and that leads back to the ex-hubby. I strangled her with a man’s belt. I made sure it was a much bigger size than the husband, and not a designer brand that could be traceable to only a few select stores. Details matter when killing. I stole the jewelry, cash, and other valuables I could find. Left no DNA because I never do. I am as good if not better than Dexter Morgan. It has been a month since I killed his problem, and no arrest or even a lead yet. My client’s secrets died with his bitch ex-wife.  Who can we kill together?

Birth Of A Legend

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My transformation from a born victim to a self made serial killer didn’t happen overnight.  I wasn’t just some goth teen who decided she wanted to take the extra step and live up to her fabricated persona, I was a tortured young one who was fed up with the unending onslaught of abuse my fragile form was forced to endure.  So I transformed myself into an unyielding creature of the night with a merciless mind and a hungry body.  I’m not just talking about hair dye and a new wardrobe with an attitude to match.  I reconstructed my very being to make certain that I would never be hurt again.

Let me paint a picture for you…  One cold night in late fall, a frail and frightened little girl awoke in her broken down shed of a prison just like she did every night, shackled to an old army cot coated in a thick crust of dried blood and cum with a random cock forcefully fucking the dreams out of her head and bringing her to full, nightmarish consciousness.  Only this night it wasn’t her father or any of his sleazebag friends violating her already torn and swollen vagina with their fucked up torture sex games, it was her little brother.  He had finally built up the balls to take her on his own without Pop there to supervise.  She tried to stop him but he slapped her and said “Shut up, Heather!” as he sharply pushed himself inside of her deeper and harder.

When his arrogance got the best of him he unstrapped her and positioned her on her hands and knees, then held onto her head and started choking her with his cock.  He loved to hear her gag and wasn’t going to dislodge his dick from her windpipe until he was finished, and that’s when she decided to act.  With a simple chomp, Heather bit her brother’s boner right off and started chewing on it.  He recoiled in pain as she smiled at him, gnashing his wrecked rod between her teeth and telling him how good it tasted.  With a well placed stomp to the face he was out, a few more to the head and Heather’s brother ended his life with a crushed skull and a missing prick.

She threw a few things into a bag and quickly made her way out of the shed and into the woods.  Heather ran like she had never run before, not stopping until her legs gave out from underneath her.  The little girl pulled the only arsenal she had out of her bag, some salt, a few candles and her grimoire.  As she lit the torches and drew a pentagram on the ground beneath her with the salt, she recited what she thought was a protection spell.  It may have been, but the type of protection she received changed her forever.  Protection by way of transmogrification.

As she knelt on the ground chanting, something from the forest entered her.  Something dark, sinister and safe.  She emerged from those woods a new woman.  Heather was long gone and so were every one of her weaknesses.  All that remained in that “goth teen” was Willow and her sadistic strength.

 

I Love Taboo Phone Sex

taboo phone sexI love taboo phone sex! The kinkier, the dirtier, the better. I love being a fuck toy for guys, and I love submitting to their sexual demands. I’m a girl that will try any and everything to help you and I both to achieve the most satisfying orgasm. I love the way cum taste and will drink every drop until your balls are no longer full. I’m gonna suck and fuck you until your’re completely drained. You won’t be able to resist with my big tits and tight wet pussy and when it comes to restrictions, there aren’t any. Anything goes with Layla! So let’s get wild, kinky, and let’s cum together! I promise it will be the experience of a lifetime!

Strangulation Phone Sex Fantasy

strangulation phone sexDo you have strangulation phone sex fantasies? My Tinder date did. He was one of the hottest men I have ever seen on Tinder too. It was such a shame. He is married and lives in the next county, so we agreed to meet at a no tell motel on the outskirts of town. It is a seedy rent by the hour sort of place. I knew it was a gross hotel with a bad reputation, but I was not going there by myself or to do drugs. I just wanted a big married cock. He was even better looking in person. Older with salt and pepper hair, plus impeccably dressed. He certainly stood out at this dive hotel. We fucked for an hour. It was a hot fuck too. Big dick and he knew how to use it. I struck gold, until I realized he was a Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde type after he came. I thought he was reaching down to grab his pants because he had to leave. He pulled his belt off his pants and before I realized why, it was too late. His belt was around my neck as I laid face down on the bed. He was strong. He pulled tightly, strangling me. He was sitting on my back, so I could not get away. I was fading fast. I was just not strong enough for him. He said he was going to make it look like I hung myself in this dirty no tell motel. I was trying to get my fingers between the belt and my neck, but I could not. I passed out, lost consciousness and he snuffed me out. He fucked me, then killed me like a female praying mantis does to her male mates. Then he had sex with my dead body. Sex with dead bodies was his thing all along, and he lured me like a dumb bimbo to my death.

Killer Fantasies

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Sometimes when I get calls, you guys aren’t exactly sure what you’re in the mood for, but you want something really kinky. I always love necrophilia phone sex role plays. I had an idea for a role play the other day and I think it’ll be really fucking hot.  We meet on a dating app and bond over our mutual love of true crime. After having dinner for the first time, I end up back at your place to watch the latest crime documentary. Of course, we end up making out and things start getting pretty spicy.

As you’re eating my pussy, you raise your head up and tell me to talk to you about me being a dead body and you coming back to where you dumped me to go down on me. Licking my dead cunt would make your dick really hard, wouldn’t it baby? And then you’d have to put my ankles on your shoulders and slide that hard cock deep inside me. I bet you’d be so excited that it wouldn’t take you very long to cum. But that’s okay because once I’m dead, I’m not the kind of partner who will tell you no when you’re ready to fuck again. 

Killer Phone Sex Fantasies for Mommy

Killer phone sex fantasies are my bread and butter. Every day, some one wants to snuff out his slutty mommy whore. I am the obvious choice on this site for milf snuff fantasies. I am mature. I am a mommy. And I am a whore. When he told me his rape fantasy for his mother, I got wet. Wetter than I have been in a long time. Unlike my boys, Ted never got to bang his mother. She banged everyone else but him, his friends included. She laughed at her son once when she caught him jacking off with her panties. She told him he was better suited to wear her panties than to cum in them. She told her own son he was a sissy boy with a clit stick and would never fuck her. Of course, he is going to have rape phone sex fantasies for his mother after that. He watched her fuck his friends and grew angrier by the day. He is in his thirties now, but still has that fantasy for mommy, so I told him I was game to explore it with him. It was a darker mommy rape fantasy than I usually get. Mommy was in the kitchen cooking when her son came home. Still a horny teen boy, he hugged his mommy, and she felt his hard cock pressing against her. She laughed, called him a pervert and sent him to his room. His rage snapped and he choked her. Choked her so hard that he killed her. Mommy’s lifeless body was on the kitchen floor. Now was his chance to fuck her. As her lifeless body was laying on the floor, he fucked her dead holes. She was dead, but her cunt and ass were still warm. He ravaged her dead cunt, cumming inside her. He panicked. His DNA was all over his cock teasing mommy. He grabbed a shovel, shoved her body in the car and buried her in a field. It was a hot and dark roleplay phone sex fantasy.

Roleplay Phone Sex

roleplay phone sexRoleplay Phone Sex is my favorite! I get to act out different characters and be very nasty! I also like to dress up in my sluttiest outfits for you, especially with my nylons. They feel so smooth and they make me feel so sexy, and when I rub my thighs and my pussy it feels so good that I just wanna cum. I can be a seductive sub or a dominant mistress that’s in complete control. I can be daddy’s girl, or your dirty next door neighbor that you love to sneak and fuck! Whatever the role, just know I’ll leave you totally satisfied! Come play with my big titties and wet pussy, make me cum and let me make you cum, and I’ll be the fantasy girl of your dreams!

Held captive part 1

Kidnapping phone sex

Kidnapping phone sex is what I seek out. There are many reasons why I feel this way. I was fresh out of high school and in the world of the coed living. College life is an expensive experience, especially if you aren’t sure about that commitment. I solely believe that I had to outdo my family and break the curses of not finishing schooling. I would do anything to prove I was capable, As most college student expenses were adding up, and I had to come up with a secure plan to make some serious cash flow.

I kept hearing about this sugar baby experience site. I thought with a bit of guidance and practice, and I too could benefit from having an older man pay for my expenses. I set up a profile and began to answer the questionnaire. At this point, I was half a virgin, Meaning I still considered myself pure even though I was one for some Christian academy sex. I was a complete anal whore, but I still had my cherry. My asshole kept getting beatings throughout the summers thru high school. 

When your father is a small-minded pastor, you have to keep up appearances. I gathered my thoughts and went into a rabbit hole of memories. So many men would take advantage of me. I kept saying yes because I needed that validation. I’m also all for getting praised and then taking advantage of it.

When I got matched, I had endless butterflies. I could feel the excitement take over, and I began to fantasize about all the experiences I’d be able to gain. The man who would pursue me would end up being the complete nightmare; I had no idea what  I would experience, but  I  was going to learn it would be the catalyst to all the nasty phone sex  I  now have.evil phone sex

I Need Snuff Movies

snuff moviesI was in the mood to watch some snuff movies. The problem was I was tired of the same old same old unimaginative stuff I was seeing on the 8MM reels I had. I know a few men in the snuff world. Most of the dark snuff flicks are deep fakes. They look real, but they are not. Now, I also know a few guys who like to help me make the real kind. The kind that girls die. Or men. I have an interest in watching men suffer and die too. Anyway, I needed something darker to get off, so I called a friend in the business. I asked him if he had anything not seen yet. Like I wanted a real snuff porn that only he had seen. He invited me over. He said he had just what I needed. It was a revenge porn he made for a woman client. This was an ex-wife who wanted revenge on her philandering husband who also hid money from her and refused to pay her support after leaving her for a 20-year college cheerleader. He was a shady businessman with lots of enemies. She had life insurance policy on him. He was worth more to her dead than alive since he was hiding money and not supporting his brats.

The film was hot as fuck. A sexy bad ass bitch lured him into a hotel room on the Texas side of the border. She seduced him into getting tied up naked on the bed. This is the reason no man ties me up. I have seen and made too many snuff flicks. His cock was erect but not for long. She castrated him. That was just the beginning. She tortured him and sexually mutilated his cock. When she severed his dick, she licked the blood this was dripping off the head. If it had been me, I would have taken a bite of it. It was wicked hot. Lots of torture. She carved him up too. Made it look like a drug cartel hit. It was brutal and that’s what I love. I googled the guy, and it was a real snuff flick I watched. His death is still unsolved. I am sure the ex has his money now. I love revenge snuff sex. I am going to start helping this guy make many more like the one I watched. I love to travel and kill new people.

Porn valley

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When I joined the porn scene and moved to porn valley, I had high hopes of becoming the next Alexis texas. Sure I wasn’t half as good-looking as lex for tex, but I had grit. I had a character full of life and had the stars in my eyes. It shined so bright the thought of me becoming a porn girl. I made plenty of connections and put myself thru a grueling workout plan and eating plan. All I could ever aspire to be was to become the best fuck slut and get plenty of avns for my efforts. The callbacks became slim to none. I wasn’t getting any part I thought I’d get. Instead, I became quite the girl for snuff. At first, I was a little disappointed, but once I saw how many people thought about having killer phone sex with me and how much they wanted to bash my skull, I felt pretty infamous. Famous for something terrible, which in terms of porn is pretty standard. It made my heart melt to know so many people were masturbating to the thought of me being fucked to death. Call cynical, but it seems I’m a pretty big deal after all, and that’s not too shabby.