Category: Murder phone sex Fantasies

Castration Phone Sex Makes Me Hungry!

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Something about taking your balls during castration phone sex makes me hungry. Well, it makes me a lot of things, wet and happy as well. I have this great recipe that calls for sacrificed balls. Of course, I need a little brat meat as well to round the flavors. I love when a nice stocky man submits his family jewels to me after we have gone through a few brats together. It’s the end game really. Mr. Smith has been working with me for months. He has brought me a couple little girls for me to prep and have those fuckholes gaped and ripped for him. Our plan was to have him watch me and a few big dicked accomplices rip apart the first two as he gave me his cum loads. The last young one was his daughter and he got to fucking force his way on her and heard every scream as she underwent her daddy’s’ brutal torture. My pussy was dripping the whole time and I had to have my boyfriend fuck me over her corpse.  I always knew that Mr. Smith was going to give me his balls after he had completed his savage checklist. Here is where I shine. My big metal slab with him hard as I recalled his misdeeds. That cock growing hard and my sensual teasing bring his testicles to heaviness. Metal blades take his manhood and he requested to be sewn shut. My reward is a heart brat and ball soup as I gear up for the darkest month of the year!. Won’t you come to play with me? 

Snuff Porn Revenge

Revenge is a dish best served with their intestines wrapped around their throat, and their decaying cock in your cunt. I had and ex that drugged and violated me several times, and with my new found attitude, I decided it was time to get my revenge. So, I texted him that I got us a hotel room, and that I wanted tonight to be the night we finally have sex. Since he doesn’t know that I know what he did to me, this plan was perfect. I wore sexy lingerie, so that he wouldn’t be suspicious. I had champagne set out for us, and there was something extra special in his. I thank cheerleading for the muscles to move his fat unconscious ass. The only difference between us is that I violated him when he woke up because I wanted to hear his screams and see the look of horror on his face. I cut right across his toned abs, and ripped his intestines out. I wrapped them around his throat until he started turning blue. I loved seeing him weak and vulnerable, trying to cling to what little life he had left in him. My pussy was dripping wet watching him take his last breathe. It’s true what they say about how a man’s cock stays hard when he dies, and I stuck to my word. I rod him until his body was cold, and his corpse started to smell. 

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Accomplice Phone Sex Makes Me Fucking Wet

What really turns on an evil cheerleader babysitter type? Accomplice phone sex for sure! I can’t help but get really turned on in the heat of the moment when the murderess fun starts to go down. I have a weakness for inflicting pain and sorrows on others. So when I met up with this guy for drinks and he was going off about the bratty whore of an ex and what she deserved to have done to her, I was all tingly with anticipation.

I got my knife out and started caressing the blade thinking of a million uses for it with the main focus being some dumb whore. How many places to cut, carve and stab. I contemplated the insertion of such a blade into her slut gash and how much fun it would be to violate her with it. I can’t help but love to play with my knife. I was super horny and we went back to my place to fuck, The whole time I drilled him in what he wanted to do to that whore. I wanted him to fuck me with the horrific details and the finale being when we sever her head and he gets to skull fuck her in he many head holes.

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Having Some Fun with Indigo

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Everyone thinks it’s so fun to torture my sexy little teen body, but what happens when I finally get the opportunity to be the torturer?  What happens when I finally blossom into the living dead girl I have always wanted to be?  A huge thank you goes to Indigo, for showing me the murderous bitch I really am.  I had gotten myself into one of those situations again, where I was a damsel in distress.  I was cornered in an alley by some drunk man, and Indigo came from behind him with a dingy rag.  Within seconds he was laying on the ground, out like a light.  She told me she helped me because I reminded her of herself, big tits and one hell of an attitude.  She asked if I wanted to have some fun with the dirt bag, and I was so in.  I helped her drag his limp body too and from the car.  We had him in a secluded cabin in the woods.  She told me normally she likes to do the torturing herself, but this time she would settle for watching.  I chained him up spread eagle, I wanted to wait until he woke up, but Indigo really wanted to get her hand on him.  He woke up the her carving a permanent smile on to his smug face.  Watching someone else cry and scream in agony was such a turn on!  Then it was my turn.  I grabbed the dullest knife Indigo had, and began sawing off his tiny little cock.  By the time I was done with that Indigo had enough of his screaming, and ripped out his tongue with a pair of pliers.  I went around to the back, and decided that his asshole needed to be a little bigger.  It felt so good watching the knife tear through his flesh, making his ass gape wide open.  I shoved his limp, bloody, stump of a cock into his newly extended ass hole.  Indigo was kind enough to teach me how to sew, his ass shut that is.  Then we slit his throat, and fucked in his pool of blood.  Biggest orgasm I have ever had!

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College Ass Rape Porn

I literally put my blood, sweat, and tears into my college interview, and I have the scars all over my tits to prove it. I knew I should have just applied to a community college, but instead I wanted to go to an Ivy league school. The thing about Ivy league schools is that they have enough money and power to get away with murder. I always thought that was just an expression, but I guess not. I got all dressed up for my interview, and headed there early. The walls inside the building were so thick that they had to be sound proof. I found my way to the office, and was ushered into the dean of admissions office. The door was heavy, and locked behind me. There was plastic covering the floor, and the dean explained that they were painting his office. There was two other girls sitting at his desk, and he explained that this wouldn’t be a one on one interview. After all of us answering a few questions, the dean told us only one of us would get in, and only one of us would leave there alive. He instructed us to strip, and told us anyone that wouldn’t listen would be shot. Me and one of the other girls started stripping, but the other girl just started whining. He shot her in the head, splattering her blood all over me and the other girl. Once we were naked, he slapped two knives on the desk, and told us we were to fight to the death. Finally all of the abuse I have gone through actually paid off. We sliced and diced at each other, but eventually I got tired of our back and forth dance. I slit her throat, bathing myself in her blood. The dean grabbed me by my hair, and bent me over the dead bodies. He violated my tight teen ass right on top of their corpses. He made me clean up and get dressed. Then we filled out my admissions form, and I left. I got into an Ivy league school!

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There Is Over A Million Ways To Die

Murder phone sex FantasiesIt is true I’ve been thinking about it a lot lately that there are so many ways to die and most of them is the outcome of accident or chance. However I prefer to the ways that are purely intentional you know what I mean. Surprisingly only a small number of people get to experience a planned death. You have it all planned out you took time deciding how you were going to kill me. I know you have many different options and so many tools at your disposal you try so hard to make each life you take unique. I don’t fear you, you’re my angel of death, I praise you as my savior. On this earth I’m nothing more than a whore who pursues death as a release from my life full of distasteful sin. I’m ready for you. Will you bring my Murder phone sex Fantasies to life?

Murder and Rape Fantasies

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Murder phone sex fantasies that give me your cum are the only ones I want to give you. But You did promise me two perfect brat bodies. I wanted to destroy sweet tiny teen pussy and ass before I made my main course. You give me no fucking choice tonight as you are held at gunpoint and your wife and daughters are brought to me. Your pretty housewife gets to know the demented sick fuck you are before I rip her throat out with my teeth.  Then these sweet tiny brats are laid out on the table and as I undress them your cock is rock hard. I know I have you now!! See you never touched these Angels you brought me darlings to have your rape fantasies with and I got to cut them to pieces. How does it feel to finally be within reach of the only little cunts you ever wanted?? I let you take turns fucking each sweet tight hole and mouth as they begged you to stop, but you knew this was your end and you did everything you wanted to do for so long. As you came I cut your big daddy dick off and reached up and sliced your throat. As for the sweet lunchable snacks, I think Their holes might be worth tenderizing before adding them to my little brat soup. ANy offers for tight cunny destruction before I chop them to pieces?? rape phone sex fantasies

Fuck Your Little Sluts To Death

This snuff sex call is going to go really well tonight. I have you by your god damned balls mother fucker and I will get my way without having to get my hands dirty. You see, I really do not like your slutty offspring, and babysitting for you when I was younger really turned me into a true hater of young ones. I became the sadistic that I am today thanks to those spoiled fucking hoes of yours. I want you to break their little vaginas open with your large fat cock and pound them to their death. While your dick is in that tight vagina and your plowing away at it I hand you a billy club and tell you to bludgeon her fucking head with that. I want to see blood, bone shards and brain matter all over the bed and I want you to fucking ejaculate as you take that blow.

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Sex With Dead Bodies Is A Real Turn On

The best thing about having sex with dead bodies is how fucking stiff that fuckrod gets once rigor mortis sets in. It’s just so much hotter to have a cold dead fuck under me while my boyfriend fucks me from behind. We had the best fucking time killing the bastard though and being I had him all  turned on as I was riding that cock and he was really enjoying this sadistics cunt.. But I just get the most pleasure out of feeling their bodies go cold beneath me and the blood shed, damn that really gets me fucking hot. It’s just such a rush to be fucking some twat while his soul is leaving his useless body as he grows cold… and limp.. but fear not that cock will be good for the best fucking in a few hours. The best part though… as he gets a jolt from the slashing of his throat that fuckrod thrusted such a massive load inside my cunt. I really can’t help my love of killing and fucking the dead.

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Cheerleaders or Cannibals?

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Why is there always someone shoving knifes and cocks into me? Actually, I am kind of used to that, but being eaten in places other than my pussy, that was new for me. The first day of school wasn’t bad, and cheerleading practice was a blast as always. Now that I am cheer captain, all of the girls want to be my friend, and I am so excited about it. A group of the girls invited me to a cemetery party later that night, and I hate cemeteries, especially at night, but I agreed to go because I wanted them to think I was cool. When I got home I showered, and I did my hair and makeup. I slipped into my little black dress, and snuck out the window. I sneak around a lot because whenever my foster dad sees me, he violates me. I get to the cemetery, and all of the girls are wearing these weird black robes. It seemed like it was just me and the girls there. I was really confused, and I asked if the party was moved and they hung around to tell me. I was answered with silence. They started walking through the graveyard, and I didn’t know what else to do so I followed them. In the very back of the cemetery was a large crypt, and the girls walked into it. I assumed that’s where the party was, but I was so creeped out. I considered turning around and going home, but I didn’t want them thinking I was a pussy. So, I walked in after them, and when I walked in the large stone door was pushed closed behind me. the girls were standing around a star drawn on the floor with chalk, and I the center was a huge man I have never seen. They forced me into the circle with him, and they joined hands around us. I tried to run, but the man grabbed me. He threw me to the floor hard enough that we both knew I was not getting up. He violated all of my holes, while they chanted bullshit in an other language. When he was done with me, he stepped out of the circle, and all of the girls closed in on me. They pounced like tigresses, and began ripping my flesh off with their teeth. How do I always get myself into these situations?