Category: Necrophilia phone sex

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.

Eat me with Cannibalism Phone Sex

Cannibalism Phone Sex

You’ve already sliced off a few slices of some Vera meat for that sandwich you want later. All of this started because you asked me to make you one. To which I responded “You have two legs, make it yourself”

So, you obliged. And you did, indeed, have two legs. Mine.

You had me tied off and hanging to the ceiling so I didn’t run away. Kinda hard to cut legs off when the person you’re cutting them off of is using them. So takes care of the problem when you hang them. Right?

You had already taking a good portion of my leg off when you realized that your dick was harder then a diamond cutter. All the blood and screaming from me definitely gave you an appetite. But not for anything you’ve carved off of me.

Except, you really don’t want to get to much blood on you. So you use the turkey carver to separate my pussy from my body. And you see now you have your own little pocket pussy. Which you also realize is so much more easier to fuck when it’s not attached to a body.

You do end up finishing me off after cutting more portions of me up. Saving most of me for later dishes… and later use.

 

Snuff Sensations: Cora’s Masochistic Paradise

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Hello, perverts! Cora here, the masochist with a death wish, and I’m about to indulge in some extreme pleasure-pain fusion. Buckle up!

I thrive on the numbing sensation of pain that engulfs my body, while you enjoy the sight of me gasping for air, writhing in agony. Call me a freak, but I get off on the idea of snuff sex. The thought of being pushed to the edge, of having my life drained away, sends shivers down my spine. So, if you’re up for it, my masochistic master, inflict pain upon me. Torture me in ways I never thought possible. Give me cuts and bruises, leave me a bloody mess. As I sob and plead, my body convulsing in exquisite agony, you’ll be met with my muffled moans of pure ecstasy. My masochism knows no bounds.

The harder you hurt me, the more I beg for more. It’s a twisted dance, a macabre waltz. And I’m lost in the thrill of it all.

So, bring it on! Give me the pain that heightened pleasure depends on. Cora’s masochistic adventure awaits!

Snuff movies makes lil pregnant sluts cum in horror

Snuff moviesThe Snuff movies I make can get very extreme. You might be surprised to find out that there are a lot of  little pregnant sluts out there that are willing to do anything for some cash. The power rush is too real and to be honest I totally lose myself in it.

I will pick out the youngest most desperate slut I can find. I never lie to them, they know what I am and I am a way out. I guess you can call me a armchair gynecologist. I have a way of getting under their skin, I love fucking with their heads and making them cry, just makes the Snuff porn extra special when they have a complete breakdown for the camera.

 I’m a snuff artist. I make scenes not even the devil himself can imagine. My last one I had in a cage for 2 days before I got down to business. She was such a whinner, begging me to let her go, saying she changed her mind. I told the bitch, there is no going back but I guess she was just too dumb to know what that means.

 I take pleasure in the suffering of others, in the way their bodies writhe and convulse under my cruel touch. I love the way their eyes widen with fear and their breath hitches in their throat. I beat the ever living shit out of her, that fucking fetus was already mush in there. It was so hot when it all fell out. I took my biggest dildo and fucked her pussy till the thing’s brains were oozing out. A total masterpiece.

 

Be my murderer with killer phone sex

Killer Phone Sex Have you ever just imagined what it would be like to be Michael Myers with a fetish for fucking the chicks he killed? Cause I’ve always envisioned I was one of those chicks. Getting penetrated by both his large cock, and big ass knife. Definitely gets this pussy wet thinking about it.

Like, you have this predator/prey thing going on with me. Dress as “Daddy Myers” as I lovingly call him. You catch me, strip me of everything I’m wearing, and proceed to penetrate me with both your knife and fuck blade at the same time.

And I just lay there, bleeding and cuming all over your cock while you also blade fuck my chest. Getting your fill of pleasure and sadism, you’ll cum eventually I suspect. But until then, you just keep making me become the corpse you want me to be.

Because killer phone sex like this is so thrilling to me. Being fucked to death is a kink, and I love living it out when I can.

Snuff Sex is the Best Sex for Sick Minds Like Us

snuff sexSnuff sex is the best sex. The idea that I can kill a man as I ride his cock turns me on. But I bet the same is true for you. You can envision yourself pounding some young pussy while snuffing her out at the same time, right? Then maybe we could snuff out two together. What do you think? A girl for you and a man for me.

That was what I proposed to Eddie. He’s this new guy I hang with sometimes. We met on the dark web in a chat room for depraved people. He admitted to me he always wanted to strangle a young girl then fuck her corpse. I do not get many necrophilia phone sex calls, but I will admit I find them hot. I read somewhere that a male cock can stay hard for over an hour after death. Rigamortis of the cock, I believe would be a wonderful thing.

Fucking Dead Bodies Tuned Out to Be Hot

So, Eddie and I plotted to pick up people separately, and bring them back to his place. I found a younger man who I thought would have a nice cock to play with when I killed him. Eddie picked up a Lolita hooker from downtown. A jailbait street walker no one would miss. When my date and I arrived, Eddie and his young meat were already getting down. I told my soon to be victim that Eddie and I are married, and we like kinky sex. If he could fuck a busty hot blonde, he did not care about him.

Eddie and I planned it perfectly. He fucked Lolita on the bed next to me as I rode my date’s cock. And it was big too. I reached for a knife under my pillow as Eddie put his hands around his Lolita hooker. As he choked out his girl, I slit the throat of my victim. But I kept riding his dick as his blood sprayed me and drenched the bed.

And his cock did indeed stay hard in the afterlife. When that hooker took her last breath, Eddie shoved his cock in her ass. He told me her ass felt super tight on his cock. Neither of us had ever experienced sex with dead bodies before. So, now we know how hot it is.

Cannibalism Phone Sex: Ed’s Dinner

cannibalism phone sex

 

It’s shocking to hear during a cannibalism phone sex call that someone is actually doing it. There’s something chilling and arousing about consuming human flesh. Sometimes, you have to do it to survive but other times it’s for pure pleasure. My friend Ed is a real-life Hannibal Lector. Working in the morgue has only brought out the depraved nature he tried to hide for so long. He started out just fucking the dead bodies but then, he needed more than that. He knew that some of the bodies that arrived in less than good condition had the organs removed, so he decided to look at all the recent ones. Of course , who would miss one liver? He found the perfect one with one tiny hole from a small caliber gun. Ed wrapped it carefully in saran wrap, then put it in his lunch cooler. He knew nobody would ever look there. Once he got home in the evening he went to the kitchen and got out a large skillet. After washing it off, he used a little salt and pepper to season the liver and put it in the skillet, searing it on both sides. Medium rare would be perfect for him. He poured some wine and made a salad. Once the liver was cooked just right, he sat down with his good silverware and china plate on the table, after all this was a special dinner.Ed cut into the liver and got a hard-on as soon as the red juice flowed from the meat. He was so excited he put one bite of the liver in his mouth and immediately started to jack off. He stood up and shot a load of jizz all over the liver and sat back down. Now he could devour this human meat because it had the perfect sauce.