Category: Necrophilia phone sex

What If I Were Your Victim Instead?

Fantasy Phone SexI’m known as the best psycho accomplice but I think that makes me the perfect victim too! Imagine me, your dominant dark seductress, all tied up in a dark cellar, vulnerable and weak. You’ve decided to turn the tables on me, now I’m the one with the belt around my neck, waiting to see what you have in store for me. My heart races, I can’t slow my breathing, I have no idea what you’ll do to me. You step out of the shadows making me gasp, who is there with you? Is it him? the dark one who will possess me? I’ve been playing the devil’s princess role far too well, now it’s time to really let him have me. You strip me naked, force my legs open and start to finger me, when you find that I’m wet, you laugh at me. The shadow comes forward, hovering over me, looming between my legs, I feel his tendrils piercing me. Up through my soaking wet cunt, right into my stomach, I feel his presence inside me, I can’t stop myself from cumming… blood, so much blood… My eyes are open, I can’t breathe, I can’t speak… you are inside of me, I can’t move at all… I must be… floating up and over my body, I look down on the place I used to be…. You are fucking my dead asshole, cumming deep inside, you let the dark prince murder me.

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Necrophilia Phone Sex is Not Too Dark for This Taboo Accomplice

necrophilia phone sexHe wanted to try necrophilia phone sex. I made it happen. Not my thing to fuck a dead dick, but then it is much easier to fuck a dead girl than a dead guy because if the dick is not hard when the dude croaks, you are not getting the dick hard after death. But a freshly dead girl still has a nice warm cunt and a nice warm ass. I had to think of the best way to deliver him a dead girl. Do I steal one from the morgue? Or, better, do I kidnap a girl, kill her in front of him then let him fuck her freshly dead body? Yeah, the later was the best idea, so that is what I did. I found a young girl for him. She was playing at a park by herself. She was old enough to be out unsupervised for short bits of time was my guess, but not old enough to know much the birds and the bees. She was perfect. I lured her away from the park easily with my puppy. I chloroformed her in the P van and drove her to my lover’s cabin. We decided that his first sex with dead bodies experiment would be in the woods where no one would hear the screams and the body could easily be disposed of when we were done.

This girl was perfect. Young, innocent and a virgin. She lost her virginity after she died, however. Did you know a dead virgin does not bleed when you pop that cherry? That was a bit disappointing to discover. But my lover said he could feel the cherry pop. He ravaged her dead cunt. I pleased him. I was happy to make his fantasy cum true. I like to think of myself as the one you come to when you have dark fantasies to fulfill. I am a dark fantasy fulfiller. What are your dark fantasy phone sex needs? I want to help them cum true too.

Sex with Dead Bodies is the Best Way to Fuck

sex with dead bodiesI love sex with dead bodies. I find that killing a man right before I am going to fuck him, saves me a lot of hassle. I am not the typical woman. I do not do romance or sappy relationship shit. I just want to fuck a nice cock. But nine times out of ten, a man ruins a beautiful fuck with his mouth. I am not the spooning type. I am not the pillow talk kind of woman either. I hate men, but I do like their cocks. I hooked up with this one guy who had a massive dick. He was not even black. Italian, I think. He said he just wanted to fuck. He agreed to my terms, but once he was in my place, he would not shut the fuck up. But I still wanted to ride his big cock. I decided he needed to die before I could fuck him, or he would ruin the lay for me by yacking nonstop. Necrophilia phone sex was called for. I sucked on his huge cock to get him erect. That’s the key to fucking a male corpse. It is harder to fuck a dead man than a dead woman. You just shove your dick in a dead girl’s cunt or ass. But a guy? You cannot get a cock hard once he dies, so you must make sure the cock is erect when you kill him. I had his cock rock hard, when I suddenly stood up and slashed his throat. His blood spurted all over my body. Blood makes the best lube if you ask me. But then I am a sick bitch. I had to hop on that dead, but warm cock to take advantage of that erection while I could. I am a sadistic phone sex bitch. I much prefer to fuck men once they are dead.

The worse date ever

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We matched! What a handsome guy I thought, looking at the notification on my screen. I alre dy knew he was because we took some classes together and he was really popular. ,I sho ld have known it was too good to be true. The gu  never even gave me a second look and made fun of my lack of curves. It did ‘t stop me from thinking maybe he had changed his standards and would give this slim girl with the crooked nose a chance. Call i  low self-esteem all you want, but when you live in a city that’s as fickle as the south beach, you know damn well that looks matter, but also, things are everchanging.  We ch ted for days, and he invited me over. I thou ht he was joking about his fascination withth bloody phone sex. When w  had our first date, he showed me tons of videos of snuff stuff. I thou ht he was pulling my leg, but then he cornered me and told me to get ready to bleed. All his friends wanted a piece of me.

Stalked, Chased and Assaulted

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I am running down the street to get away from you, but you are gaining on me. I try to take a shortcut through the park. I can’t see anything and don’t know whether you are right behind me or if I have lost you. I keep running, hard, hoping to get to the other side of the park before I ever see you again. In the streetlamp light, I see you there waiting for me. How did you beat me? I try to run the other direction but it is too late. You tackle me to the ground. I scream for help but you cover my mouth and straddle me so I won’t escape. You rip off my shirt and lick my nipples. I scream and try to fight you off, but you are much stronger than me. You lift up my skirt and push my panties to the side. I scream for you to stop and beg for you to let me go, but my cries fall on deaf ears. You force yourself on me, shoving your cock inside of me and tearing my pussy apart and making my cunt bleed. I cry and I beg and I try to fight but stop resisting once I realize it is pointless. I am essentially a corpse and you are fucking my lifeless body. You grab my tits, kiss my neck and pump your cum into me. When you’re done, you leave me there on the ground, revitalized by the thrill and eager to find another victim. 

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Can Cum True with the Right Accomplice

rape phone sex fantasiesDo you have rape phone sex fantasies? I was fucking this dude the other night and he wanted to roleplay that I was much younger than I am and not as willing to fuck him either. I love naughty roleplays, but after we fucked, and we were lying there smoking cigarettes in post coital bliss, I told him I could help him with his rape fantasy. His eyes got as big as the sky. He looked at me, tilted his head and said, “Really?” Yes, really, I replied. I explained my submissive past with my father and his friends. I told him I help men like him with their dark fantasies. He asked me the cost and I told him nothing. Sure, I do charge most men to help them with their taboo phone sex fantasies, but this guy was hung and a great fuck. I wanted to keep him indebted to me. He was like a dog with a bone after I told him what I could do for him. He did not want to talk about anything else. I decided to strike while the iron was hot. I got him in my car and took him hunting. We found a young teen girl hooking on a street corner, picked her up and took her to a no tell motel. She was willing to fuck for money, but we did more than fuck her. We killed her too. My accomplice lover choked her to death as he rammed his cock in and out of her tight teen holes. Even as a street hooker, she was tight in all the right places. I helped him fuck her. I helped him kill her too. As her lifeless body laid on the no tell motel bed, we fucked next to her warm corpse. I encouraged him to cum in her dead pussy though. Sex with dead bodies is just as hot as fucking a live one. My lover agrees. I pushed him further down the rabbit hole of depravity. He is never going back either.

Grave Digger Loves Fucking My Dead Pussy

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My body, still warm, has been left at the cemetery. The grave digger, who was only focused on his daily work, does not know who left the body there or for what reason. All he knows is that he can either call the police or have a fun night with the corpse. So, making his decision, he rubs my face to see if I am still alive and lifts up my skirt and top to inspect how I died. My body is perfect because I died by an opioid overdose. That means he got to play with my perfect clean body. He unzipped his pants quickly, before anyone could see what he was doing, and pulled down my panties. Then, he stuck his cock into my pussy. Finally, a body that wouldn’t fight back. No screaming, no crying, no running, just pure sex. The feeling of his cock in my pussy made him come inside of me multiple times. He played with my tits, rubbed my clit and even turned me over to fuck me in my ass. My body was good to him, much better than the other corpses that he had fucked over the years because no one knew who I was and no one was looking for me. Now he can keep me preserved and fuck me whenever I want. 

The Gift Of A Proper Farewell!

Murder Phone SexI had been wondering what to get you for your birthday, your tastes are so specific… then you told me about your best friend’s daughter dying and I knew just what you wanted. You told me that you always wanted to fuck her and she had died in the prime of her youth, what a waste of perfectly good pussy I thought. There I was on the phone making arrangements with the funeral director for a private viewing, I told him it would be a special moment before she was seen by her family for the last time. I told you that we were going on a romantic date, we entered the funeral parlor and you finally saw all my hard work.

I had lit the place with candles, the casket was open and waiting on the bench was the second part of my gift, her little sister; all tied up, naked and scared. You looked at me in amazement as you finally understood, I brought you here for the fuck you missed out on. Your cock was hard as soon as I opened that dead sluts dress to reveal her perfect cold body, her little sister screamed around her ball gag as soon as I touched the bitch. I snatched her up and sat her on top of her dead sister so you could fuck her young tight cunt. I opened the dead slut’s mouth and you slid your cock in, fucking her mouth hard as I played with her little sister’s pussy getting her all ready to take your dick. I told you to fuck her and cum in her cold dead sister’s mouth so her family could taste you on her lips as they said their final goodbyes!

Follow My Snuff Sex Plan or Else

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When I’m providing the snuff sex fuck pigs for some deranged degenerate to dick down, I have to be the one who decides how the distressed damsels are dispatched.  Not because of my lust for blood or for anything overly psychotic, I just know how to kill a bitch without making too much noise, plain and simple.  I don’t want to draw any unwanted attention to ourselves and when you mix murder with fucking, guys tend to forget about the world around them and go a little nuts.  You can’t trust that kind of energy to make sound decisions and I can’t have some idiot blowing my cover no matter how much he pays me for my sexy slaughter services.  I got a good thing going, here, I won’t let anyone fuck it up.

Case in point; this fucking guy.  He’s been renting my rotten little wretches to use and abuse for about a year or so, usually just sticks to typical torture and beating my kidnapped beauties up with his bare hands.  I was a little surprised when he asked for some sluts that he could slay while he smashed, but dark desires usually escalate in these guys, that’s just how perversions go.  He’s a pretty good client, usually follows my commands to the T, so I didn’t think that this jump would be too much for him.  I was wrong.

The plan wasn’t hard to understand, it was going to be a simple two girl motel strangulation.  He even told me he was excited to see the life in their eyes fade out as his hands squeezed tighter and tighter around their throats and their holes squeezed tighter and tighter on his rock hard prick.  I had them slightly sedated and partially stripped down just as planned.  He was supposed to slap them around and scratch them up or whatever before ripping their undies off and having his way with their incapacitated cunts and unaware assholes.  He said he was going to make sure he came as they were gasping for air and their eyes bulged out of their sockets, those were his exact words.  Nope.

He beat on them and shredded their bra and panties right off of them just as planned.  He pulled out his dick and, right before jamming it inside of one of those unconscious cum sluts, he pulled out a pistol and shot them both in the head.  POW-POW!  It happened so quickly, I didn’t even have time to react.  In the moment, all I could do was gather my things and split, self preservation kicked in and took over.  I ran out of the room as he was going to town on the bloody blonde, hunks of her brain slowly oozing down the headboard.  

It didn’t take long for me to compose myself, there’s no way I’ll ever be tied to it.  I was really mad at myself for not seeing it in the guy for a while, but I’m over it.  I put him on my long list of losers who deserve to die and his time will come soon enough.  No one fucks up my world like that and lives to revel in it.  If you want to have sex with dead bodies then I’ll provide you with every ounce of fuck pig flesh you need to get your rocks off, easy-peasy.  You better follow my murderous plan though, Pally.  I don’t enjoy running, it makes me mad.

 

You Love Fucking Dead Sluts

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I am nothing to you. I was nothing you when you cornered me in the park at night, got out your big steak knife and sliced my throat, a steady stream of blood spurting from the wound, with ease, and I am nothing now as I lay dead before you. This is the perfect opportunity for you to fuck a dead body, fresh from your kill. I dressed for easy access, which makes it easier for you to rip off my panties, lift up my skirt and force your cock into my pussy. Your precum is making my dead pussy wet and allowing you to slide in and out of it as fast as you please. You love fucking this body, especially as it is about to get cold. It is just a fuck toy for you to use, was never a person. If I wanted to be treated like a person, I wouldn’t be dressed like a whore. If I were still able to feel my body in the afterlife, I would enjoy your abuse. You bet my deceased pussy is getting wet right now from being abused by you. Use me like the cum dumpster I am.