Category: Necrophilia phone sex

Teens who Kill should watch their back!

Killer phone sex Teens are not safe from being murdered themselves. Don’t get me wrong, I know I’m not safe with these vicious men with a lust for death. One of these days I’m going to end up in a bottom of a barrel thrown in a river somewhere. That is probably the tamest way they get rid of my body. Until they decide that decapitate me and dismember me!  I will keep bringing sadistic fuckers, some fuck meat to kill. Not every man seeks to kill. But I have him a little fucked up.  And hen rage and sex happen, it tends to the evil gets in their brain and heart. 

Suddenly, that cock won’t get soft, and those hands need to wrap around a tiny tight throat. Yesterday it was the new college girl, I just came back from family vacation. Alone walking to her dorm, she never suspected that my partner and I were scoping her out. I let my crazy Puppers out and pretended to chase him down the road from the van. My killer waits a couple blocks down.

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Killer phone sex : Teens who Kill should watch their back!

 Of course, she saw another female and just had to help me catch my big beautiful mutt. That’s when she let her guard down and this little blonde was snatched up so fast into the van beside her. I jumped in the driver’s seat and roar down the road. 

I can hear screaming in the back as he slapped and punched her. He instructed me to keep driving as I heard her clothes rip. Next I tried to watch them in the back and the cars in front of me as I headed out of town. 

My pussy almost squirted all by itself when I heard him plunge his sick fuck meat inside of her. But she had seen too much, and the woods over here really do hold bodies well. I park and get out the tire iron. And as my partner Is having sex with her, I bash her brains in. He looks in my eyes and tells me that I will be next, I killed her too fast! This is a man who has sex with dead bodies and just keeps needing little teen accomplices like me to spit out.

Snuff porn with my girl a big dick and my bloody pussy

Snuff pornSnuff porn has always made my tiny pink cunty squirty! Oh Hells bells it has been such a bloody week and I have came so hard my body is still recovering from violent sex. I watched five different real snuff flicks over my holiday break. My boyfriend brought over some good snacks and coke, and weed! My girlfriend was elated to have a nice big cock all week to ourselves. 

Snuff porn with my girl a big dick and my bloody pussy

We are normally some daddies jail bait fantasy during the week and they fuck us and leave.  But we have an older boyfriend who is so fucked up in the head he also has a nice big mean dick! He showed us so many girls being ravaged and killed in these high dollar underground videos.

Watching someone fucked so hard before and after death is amazing. Just cracking bones, and splitting skulls has me eating my girls cunt while he fucks my period pussy! 

Now after watching men have Sex with dead bodies so beautiful, I wonder if we could find our own fuck meat to kill and fuck after life!

Sex with dead bodies makes me a powerful whore

Sex with dead bodies

Sex with dead bodies is a gift that my Master gives me when I have been a very good obedient whore. He used to force me to do all sorts of sick shit to corpses. I was terrified and disgusted, it took months before I was able to not puke. Then something happened to me, it was like a light turned on and I realized my Master does know what’s best. He made me fuck the dead over and over and then I finally had that moment of orgasm that couldn’t compare to anything else.

From that moment on I was his snuff slave whore and I craved sex with the dead like a crack addict. When I’m with a dead body, I am in complete control. I can take my time, explore every inch of their cold, lifeless form without the worry of judgment or reciprocation. It’s just me and the body, and the power that comes with that is intoxicating.

Since I have been such a good slave this year, my master let me hold on and do whatever I wanted with a few stiffs we used for Blasphemy sex. After they were sacrificed for Satan, they became my own personal sex toys. I scissored those dead little pussies until they turned to mush. I didn’t care that their smell was leaking all over the place. I just kept fucking. They are in kinda rough shape now but still very fuckable.

Fuck my cold body in Necrophilia Phone Sex

Necrophilia Phone Sex

For my Necrophilia Phone Sex, I draw my inspiration from some of the newer horror movies that have come out. Not the scary parts, but there are a few that have these dudes just boinking the shit out of these “dead” girls. Always wanted to know what it was like.

Just me, completely “lifeless” on the table. You just come up and start caressing my tits, realizing I’m not really dead. Just can’t move. And I know this excites you more. The bulge gives it away.

And of course, fuck foreplay? Why when you can just stick your fuck stick in the hole of your choice, and let whatever fluids accumulate be your lube. No matter what it is.

However, it’s the fear in my eyes because I am conscious of what’s happening. Well, at least for now. Because witnesses talk, right?

Doesn’t mean you’ll stop having your way with my holes though. You got at least a few hours before body temp starts to drop. That’s plenty of time to even carve out some holes for yourself.

 

Sex with Dead Bodies, The Best Road to Taboo Fun

sex with dead bodiesSex with dead bodies turned out hotter than I expected. I have this perverted friend who has long fantasized about fucking a pretty corpse. We got to partying last night, and his need to fuck a girl got stronger. And I worried he might kill me just to fuck my dead body. He drank a lot of booze and snorted a ton of coke. So, anything seemed possible.

But I am a quick thinker. You need to be in the seedy world I travel. If you do not use your mind and your instincts, you will not survive. So, I suggested we break into a morgue. However, he suggested a funeral home because there a mortician would make a girl look pretty in death. We picked one with a few funerals over the weekend because we knew they would have some warm bodies.

His need for necrophilia phone sex outweighed anything else. I found the perfect funeral home with a young teen girl who died in a car accident with her mother. A double funeral with two women gave my friend choices. Turned out to be much easier to break in than I thought. We drove to the strip mall and parked. Then we walked a few blocks so our car would not get caught on camera at the funeral home. We dressed in all black with ski masks too.

I Help Men Explore Their Darkest Fantasies

And my pal seemed to be in heaven when he saw the two females dead on the slabs. I encouraged him to fuck the daughter first. He loved me acting as his cheerleader. His macabre accomplice filmed him fucking both pretty corpses too. He told me that both pussies felt so tight. Despite the colder temperature of the bodies, he kept a raging hard on to fuck them. His dark fantasy became a reality. That would keep any man hard.

The dead girls appeared already dressed for the double funeral, so we simply put the panties back on them once the fun ended. No one will check their dead cunts for cum. Those two pretty corpses will get buried with his cum inside them. No one really thinks about the worst in people. But for a taboo phone sex accomplice, I can tell some depraved stories because I bring out the worst in men.

Necrophilia Phone Sex Checks All Your Sexy Boxes

necrophilia phone sex

Necrophilia phone sex is something I’m really curious about! I want to be your hot accomplice that helps you break into the morgue and do filthy things with the corpses in there. Do you think we could?

I think so! I’ve played with guys who wanted me to pretend to be dead before. I took ice baths before they fucked me and laid really still while they did it, trying not to even breathe noticeably. So because of that, I’m actually super-curious about the real thing.

Maybe I could befriend someone who works in the morgue and get access to it somehow. Then, I could bring you along with me late one night when no one is there. And you could defile all the corpses your heart desires! I would love to see you fucking a dead body, honestly. Does it matter how they died? No, not really. All that matters is their current condition and the fact that it makes your dick incredibly hard.

So what do you think? I’ll get us in, and you can do the dirty work afterwards. And who knows, maybe I’ll find a corpse who still has a hard-on to try out myself! (It happens sometimes that they do!) I think this will be extremely hot.

When daddy murders he turns me on so much

Bloody phone sexBloody phone sex is an escape into madness That feels so fucking good! Warm sticky blood all over me has me cumming hard. I know it’s not mine, but the bitch laying on top of me. The bitch I helped my daddy fuck and cut! I found her at the homeless camp trying to stay warm! 

 He doesn’t always like so much mess, but everyone needs that bloody fuck once in a while. He thought of leaving her alive, but she is losing too much to stay alive! Oh well, daddy gets what he wants when he wants! And so what if he kills the little throwaway sluts sometimes?  

Bloody phone sex

I stay silent as daddy takes his kill. I bite my lip and try not to cum too fast. His little slut whore waits for him to finish so I can clean her up. When daddy kills, It makes me so hot! I clean her up and lick the blood off her body. I’m turned on by the sheer violence of his murder, making for the best Snuff sex!!! He smiles and strokes my head, telling me I’m a good girl.

I smile and nod, knowing that I’m his perfect little whore. We kiss so he can taste her blood out of my mouth too! We savor the taste of her blood and Daddy and I fuck on her dead body! Daddy cums from our sadistic and violent pleasure kill. We fall asleep in the puddle of her sticky sweet blood! 

Sex with dead bodies I created… six months ago.

Sex with Dead Bodies

As much as I like being the victim, I like making them too.

See, this graveyard from our last adventure? Has a lot of skeletons in it. Ones I created. And ones I use to fuck myself with. Because bones never really go limp.

Best time to harvest a bony dong is around 6 months dead. Perfectly cleaned off of any of the gooey stuff, but also hard enough still to with handle the abuse I’m about to give it. A femur is usually the best one.

The head of the bone usually makes a really good for clit stimulation. With how round the knob of it is, can just rub your shit like it’s gonna give you life. Gets me nice and wet so I don’t have to worry about going dry.

As I will always end up shoving a fuck toy up my crotch so I can give myself a boner.

See what I did there 😉

Head of the femur is probably equates to being fisted. It’s a big joint, but feels fucking amazing when you use it to give yourself a calcium shaft therapy session. And you can go for hours if you have enough lube with you.

Sex with dead bodies is always a pleasure for me to enjoy. Even when my dear lover ceased to exist many moons ago.

Sex with Dead Bodies that I created

 

Sex with Dead Bodies

Just got back from the graveyard. My ex was left there though. Gonna miss his dick…

Well, he had to be there. He’s dead. Buried him there with another dude, as the hole was already dug.

But that’s not what you wanna hear. You wanna know why. Why is he there? And what happened?

So we had a kink of going to graveyards and fucking. Kind of a role play that involved sex with dead bodies. Except this time, it was for real. As I wanted to penetrate him with my own blade this time.

Started out like any normal time. He was laying on top of a grave site, pretending to be “dead”. With the most massive of hard ons ever as well. Practically pitching a tent with his cock.

I “find” this as I’m walking through the graveyard to “visit my long lost love”. Only to find this perfect specimen that I really want to have inside of me. To which I do oblige. And proceed to fuck him while he lay there, motionless.

Up until I drove the knife into his chest. That’s about the time I got some fight out of him. Also the look of disbelief that I would actually fucking kill him.

Of course I would. Does he not know me?

After a few more stabs of my knife, he lay motionless again. But still hard as fuck. So I took the opportunity to really get my itch scratched. And rode him like a Shetland Pony into rigor.

I did fuck him a few more times before rolling his carcass into an open grave. Should be happy he was at least getting a burial in a graveyard anways…

Killer phone sex means her corpse is filled with cum

Killer phone sex is what I am here for, bloody, messy and bone chilling. If I don’t do it right my Master will punish me and if I am a really bad girl I might end up on the chopping block. So I never disobey him. It’s a dark, twisted world I inhabit, but it is what it is.

Killer phone sex

My Master believes he is an artist, he thinks he is better than any of them. The way he suffocates a whore, I guess I can see it. The way he sets it all up, the kind of camera he uses, everything is top notch. He most definitely is a perfectionist. This last girl he filmed, was a real pain. She wouldn’t take his orders and kept messing up the shots.

He ordered me to shove a dildo down her throat and tape up her mouth. She fought every step of the way. The bitch even got me in trouble for taking too long. As punishment he made me snuff her out. He knows how much I hate doing that, it really fucks with me. I made sure that plastic bag was super tight so her last breath was quick. He usually fucks them first but I guess he was generous. He knows I have developed a taste for Sex with dead bodies. I love their vacant eyes and still limbs. 

My Master watched with delight, his own arousal growing as he witnessed the scene before him. He urged me on, his commands got my pussy even wetter, I could feel the heat building within me, the familiar ache of release just beyond my grasp.

As I reached my climax, I let out a primal scream, my body shaking with pleasure. My Master followed suit, his own release a testament to the power of our twisted union. As we lay there, spent and exhausted, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction. My life as a snuff whore may be dark, but it’s never dull. It’s a life filled with sex and death, but it’s one that I wouldn’t trade for anything. After all, there’s no greater thrill than giving your Master exactly what he demands, even if it means filling a corpse with cum.