Category: Murder phone sex Fantasies

Ass Rape Porn Makes Druggy Slut Layla Wet at Gun Point

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Nasty ass rape porn makes this dirty pussy wet. I used to get fucked up at the trap with my dealer. You know you get a little money knocked off if you give up some pussy. I went to this new guy last night. My tiddies and ass were already out. He was staring at all this ass, so I started teasing his dick. He pulled a glock out of his pants and pushed it into my mouth. I took a step back, but he put it in my mouth and told me to get on my knees.

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One pull of his finger and my brains would blow out of the back of my head. My pussy was so fucking wet. He pulled my big tiddies out of my shirt while pushing the gun further into my mouth. “Suck bitch.” I did what he said. I started sucking the end of his gun. He stroked his cock watching me. His dick was getting hard in his pants. He pulled out that thick cock out of his pants and slapped it on my face. He replaced the gun with his cock and fucked my face. The barrel was pressed against my forehead the entire time.

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I started playing with my pussy while he fucked my throat. He could tell I was a dirty bitch who liked this type of shit. He grabbed me by my hair and pushed me up against a wall. Then he forced my skirt up and forced his dick right in my asshole. I could feel it ripping through me. I wanted to push him off but his gun was pressed against my head again. My pussy was still fucking dripping. I couldn’t tell if I was wet because I wanted him to shoot a bullet or his load.

Snuff Sex Might Be The Only Sex I Crave

snuff sexSnuff sex is the only sex for me. And the best sex ever. Men yap too much when fucking. Plus, they try to cuddle and spoon with me even though I do not give off those vibes at all. I have needs like most women. Well maybe not like most women. I am not looking for a romantic partner. And I do not need sex as often as the average person. That’s because I get sexual fulfillment through killing.

Sometimes, I pick up a man just to kill him. And I did that last night. Found the least annoying man in the bar and took him home. He got more than he bargained for with me. Consider me a praying mantis of sorts. The females bite the heads off the men once they copulate.  And I kill a man after sex. But last night I killed him while we were fucking. I went from fucking a guy to having sex with dead bodies.

I’m a Black Widow of Sorts. I Often Kill My Sex Partners

Although I did not plan on killing him while we fucked, he just got too annoying to let him live. Sort of like Sharon Stone in Basic Instinct but instead of an ice pick, I keep a big knife under the mattress. So, the moment he started yapping about how he could fall in love with me, I knew he must die. I cannot tolerate that sappy talk. He meant nothing to me. I used him to get off. I killed him. Slit his throat. As his blood spurted all over my body, I continued to ride his dead cock. The dick stays erect for about 30 minutes post mortem.

He got me off. But he lost his life for my sexual gratification. I warned him. So don’t feel sorry for him. He died for a good cause. I rubbed his blood all over me as I came on his dead dick. And I had a hell of a time. Sure, it got messy, but I had a killer phone sex time.

Over indulge on Bloody phone sex, feast on the gore

Bloody phone sex Over indulge on Bloody phone sex. I know I’ve been feeling the heat recently, my depraved cravings spiraling out of control. My master took me to a decrepit, rundown motel in the heart of obscurity. 

As I stepped into the master suite, the scent of blood wafted through the air, and so much blood everywhere. I guess there were at least three fellow whores had met their end here.

I suppressed the shiver crawling down my spine, aware that I may very well be the next sacrifice to soak this chamber. I was pushed onto the blood-soaked bed. 

There was a horde of eager cocks standing at attention, primed to take their turn fucking the ever living shit out of me. The world seemed to blur around me as I gave my all to each hungry cock.

The torment was incessant, and the Torture sex made me cum so much. In a moment of twisted, depraved craving, my tormentors held a spark of recognition when they soaked my holes in jizz.

They took it to the next level. If I wanted to live through the night I had to feast on the gore of their last victim.  And so, I ate, I indulged, and found myself utterly consumed by savage ecstasy.

Now, I beckon to you, my future accomplices, to join me in the depths of undeniable debauchery, where we can revel in the all-consuming darkness together. 

No limits, no strings attached, just a den of hedonistic indulgence, waiting to swallow you whole. So come, let your depraved fantasies run wild, and together, we’ll paint this world red and I’ll make you cum with some Killer phone sex!

Domination phone sex with me leading the way to destroy souls and young bodies!

Domination phone sexDomination phone sex with me is letting loose of your inner badass. Letting chaos and destruction take over your mind. My ultimate desire is to dominate and destroy every slutty cunt I know. The ways in which I will torture them varies, but one thing is a fact, they will bleed, scream and be ruined forever!

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 I want to tie them up, ravage their pussies until they are pieces of raw fuck meat, and unless! ‘ll even cut off their clits, just to ensure they never feel any kind of sexual satisfaction again. They are only fuck holes for us to tear into and mutilate!  Their bodies will be ours and their souls will be damned. Together we will break them and destroy every last trace of them! In the end, they will be nothing but a pile of cum filled flesh! 

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 And I need your help to make it happen; teasing these sluts with spiked dildos and huge, ungodly sized cocks! Shred and tear them up, and make sure you coat those innards with a hot blast of demon semen! Wicked Little bitch accomplice wishes that they will beg us to stop, but we’ll only fuck them harder, watching as they squirt all over your face while you pour boiling hot oils on their skin.  After that, We’ll gag them with cock until they turn purple and blue, and lose consciousness. 

Help me destroy and kill after your get your fill!

The sound of their muffled pleas will only make me giggle, knowing we have no mercy for them. Admit it, the pain and crying only makes you harder! The biggest cum load is near, and they will have no choice but to take it. They’ll be our playthings, and we’ll use them however we want. What the fun of killing if we can’t engage in Mutilation phone sex first!

Vibrating Despair: A Journey to Filthy Sadistic phone sex

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I was at the mercy of my tormentor. His cold, steely fingers trailed down my body, measuring my curves like a butcher assessing his meat. I shivered in anticipation and fear—this man was a force to be reckoned with, a true sadist. But I was his willing victim.

The vibrator, oh that wicked device, was producing sounds that whispered promises of agony and ecstasy. He teased me with it, running the buzz along my soaking slit, making me beg for release. But he was in no rush. Instead, he lingered, enjoying my desperation.He angled the toy, pressing it against my aching clit. The vibrations were intoxicating, sending volts of pleasure through my body. But it was his cruelty that really got me going. He knew how to push me over the edge, and I was desperate to fall.

The toy disappeared, only to be rammed inside me roughly. I felt like a helpless rag doll as he penetrated my core with vicious determination. The vibrator’s buzz massaged my insides, and the sheer power of it had me seeing hallucinations of erotic delight.My captor’s lips were against my ear as he hissed filthy nothings. He called me a “useless little slut,” a “whore begging for release.” It was degrading, humiliating, and yet, it turned me on even more.

The toy’s relentless vibrations continued, sending me into spasms. My body quaked and convulsed as I squirted, the fluids soaking the floor. Yet, the tormentor showed no mercy, no signs of slowing down. He wanted to push me further, past the boundaries of endurance.

I was left a shaking mess, my cunt aching, and my body begging for more.

 

Bloody phone sex Massacres are my Christmas in July!!!

Bloody phone sexBloody phone sex Massacres are my Christmas in July!!! Once Upon a time eMidnight dreary, the summer heat had gotten to me in a bad way.

All I can think of is when I murdered that family on Christmas and how warm and fuzzy it made me feel. Im little and pale as fuck so the sun and I are not friends at all! As the heat rises my need to kill and feel festive rises in me as well.

The Holidays are prime hunting grounds when moms and dads are stressed out. Turns out the hot days of summer might be prime for parents sick of brats and needing free time. Now is the perfect time for bloody phone sex Xmas In July. 

Enter babysitter Harper, who has made a Christmas in July daycare themed event for little brats! Mommies and daddies are eager to give me little bitches and bastards for my holiday play land. They even pay me to “take care” of brats in cute holiday attire.  I’m ready with my candy canes and wrapping paper, and I’m ready to show them the true meaning of Christmas in July! Wrapping up fuck tots and fucking them with candy canes is nil compared to what me and big Santa Claus dick is going to do them.

Bloody phone sex Massacres are my Christmas in July!!!

I baked cookies with shards of glass to start off our bloody phone sex, Ginger Bread that cuts their mouths up makes quite the spectacle! Be our Santa and kiss bloody lips as you fuck little elf pussy and ass. I’ll take the boys and drill those asses with some reindeer antlers I found in the attic.

Let me dip the boy penis in some chocolate for us to suck clean! I know that bag of presents you brought contains such freaky sex toys! A saddle fuck machine for the girls, and some cock rings and ass plugs for the boys. I know it’s the heat of summer but Christmas in July is perfect for big bad Santa’s who need to empty that sack! Let me help make our Young victims nice and bloody as you fuck them merrily!


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I hate to admit it but I love Sex with dead bodies

When my Master introduced me to Sex with dead bodies, I was sick with terror. The first time he made me do it with a long-departed companion, I was repulsed, the stench of decay overwhelming my senses. But as time went by, that very smell became an aphrodisiac, a sweet aroma that would set my heart racing.Sex with dead bodiesI have a appetite for the deceased. My desires have pushed me to the farthest corners of taboo, and I make no apologies for it. As the saying goes, ‘If it feels good, do it.’ And trust me, there’s nothing quite like the thrill of fucking the dead.

I know there are a lot of us out there, Snuff sex fanatics. Could you imagine if we were the ones to rule this Earth? We could have so much fun without any worry of getting caught. When you jerk off, do you dream of a freshly dead angel or does the blue, bloated skin make your cock explode? No judgements here, I love it all.

My Master loves it when I grind my pussy on a corpse. The coldness feels so good against my red hot lust. I’ll take their fingers and stick as many as can fit inside me. If I grind too hard a finger or two will break off, but I don’t mind. I just move to the other hand and fuck that stiff until there is nothing left. 

The stiffness of their limbs, the silence, it all brings a twisted pleasure that I crave. As I find myself deeper and deeper in this world, I’ve realized something profound, there’s no limit to how depraved one can be. I’ll love to hear your Murder phone sex Fantasies. We can laugh as we get each other off to the sickest shit.

 

Snuff Sex Threesome with Mutilated Body and Evil Slut Layla

Snuff sex gets more gruesome with a satanic slut like me as your accomplice. Men can’t resist me. Your evil slut walks into a room and picks the perfect piggy to seduce and slaughter. All they see is fat tits and a thick ass. They happily follow me home to their painful butchering. They don’t even question why a vixen as sexy as me would ever speak to them. Sometimes they get suspicious when they see the plastic sheets on the floor and all over the furniture. I tell them I’m painting soon. And I will. Painting everything in the room with their insides. 

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You wait to walk into the room while I’m naked on my knees. I’m stroking his cock and asking him if he’s ready. The moment he says yes, you slam the axe down on the center of his skull. We love the sick crack and the splatter of his blood and brains raining down on me. The murder phone sex fantasies start running rampant in my mind. I love when the axe doesn’t hit deep enough to end him immediately. Then they’re like lobotomized zombies with hard cocks. You pry the axe from his head and hand it to me. 

You kiss my bloody neck while I start hacking at him. I can feel your cock getting hard for me the more he moans in pain. My swing hit him right between the ribs. He falls on his back. I throw the axe and then I climb on top of him and spread my holes. Let’s fuck on top of his body until it turns into a necro threesome. Pound your cock into my wet pussy while he takes his last few breaths. Your evil phone sex is ready to get brutally fucked. 

The Silent Lover: My Necrophilia Odyssey

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Yeah, I’m that girl—the one who finds dead men appealing. You see, I have a thing for silence, and a fresh grave has never looked so good.

The whole ‘babe’ and ‘honey’ thing during sex turns me off big time. So, I took matters into my own hands, literally. If I can’t find a guy who fits my bizarre needs, I kill him. Simple as that. And guess what? A dead guy’s cock is a girl’s best friend.

Rigor mortis and an erection? Now, that’s a winning combination. The best part is, they don’t talk back, don’t expect anything from you, and their cocks stay rock hard for hours. It’s a necrophile’s dream!

My latest conquest was a tall, handsome hunk with hands that screamed ‘big dick’. I seduced him, knowing full well what I’d do. We headed to his place, and as I rode his thick cock, I pulled out my trusty knife. One swift movement, and his life was history.

His blood drenched me as it gushed from his neck wound, becoming my personal lube. And guess what? His cock twitched as his life ebbed away. The rush of power was insane!

I rode that stiff cock like my life depended on it—which it technically did, in a twisted kind of way. The silence, the sense of dominance, the sheer ecstasy of it all—it’s like nothing else.

Sorry, fellas, but if you can’t beat ’em, join ’em. And if you cross me, I might just send you to the great bedroom in the sky—where the sex is silent and the lovers are lifeless!

Cannibalism Call Left My Pussy Throbbing

I had my first cannibalism call and it turned me the fuck on.  It involved picking up a crotch goblin at a park. We took her little innocent ass home and played with that sweet little body.  We tied her little legs apart and shoved all kinds of things in her little bald pussy. We shoved a candle, a bottle, a dildo, I ate her little pussy good and finally, my accomplice fucked the shit out of her every hole.  I wanted some fun too so I grabbed her by the hair and made her eat my pussy. That is the last thing she ever did. We hog-tied her and cooked her over an open flame. we did not another to end her before. The pain and stress would make the meat more tender.  When the little bitch was cooked we feasted on her flesh and started planning our next dinner party.

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