Category: Sex with dead bodies

Sex with Dead Bodies in the Funeral Parlor

sex with dead bodiesHe told me he wanted to have sex with dead bodies. I didn’t realize he meant me. We were in a mortuary. His family owns a funeral home. Creepy, I know. But I was curious too. We fucked on top of a casket with a dead girl in it. A young girl too. She died in a car accident. She was young and my perverted friend’s family made her look shiny and new again. After we fucked on her casket, I watched as he opened her casket to peek at her dead body.  I didn’t think he would fuck her, but he likes them young. I am too old for him, but I am a sure thing. He had me help him get her out of the coffin. I asked him why he just didn’t get in with her. He wanted to fuck her on the floor where he had more room because he didn’t want to tip the casket over. Damn, I thought to myself, he was planning on fucking her rough. He ravaged her dead corpse so hard, the makeup on her face started to smear. She didn’t look so good once that happened. Didn’t phase him at all. He kept fucking her until he came inside her. He said no one would notice because it was a close casket funeral. I guess no one wants to see a dead brat. Once he fucked her, he was still horny. He fucked me again, but he was struggling to get hard for me. He put his hands around my throat and squeezed. The problem was me. The problem was I was still breathing. He could only get hard with a dead whore. I guess my days as a taboo phone sex whore are over. He squeezed the life out of me so he could fuck my dead warm corpse.

Violent Phone Sex

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Ever since I was a little girl, my little pussy would tingle with excitement whenever I witnessed anything violent. I really didn’t understand it either, but it turned me on to an uncontrollable degree and once I discovered masturbation, then it was game on. If I’d see a hardcore rape fantasy scene in a movie, I’d have to find a way to get myself off otherwise I wouldn’t be able to focus on the rest of the movie, or anything else for that matter. As I grew a little older, I began embracing this side of myself and realized it’s just a natural human response. So that’s when I discovered snuff fantasies and all the fun there is to be had with them! Finding the right kind of caller really makes my day. I love it when we can explore all of the violent fantasies imaginable. I love the idea of being choked out while you’re shoving your insatiable hard on deep inside my tight little cunt. Pinning me down and violently telling me to ‘shut the fuck up’. That’s just the beginning of my wild fantasies, too. There is no line for me. The more demented you are, the more alive my body feels. You be the predator and I’ll be the prey.

Killer Phone Sex is Therapeutic

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Killer phone sex thoughts consume me. I meet someone new,  and I don’t think how can I fuck that person. I think how can I kill that person. I enjoy murder. It is therapeutic. Anyone who is a high stress person, has never murdered some one else. Snuff takes the edge off. Some folks drink. Some folks do drugs. I kill. I met this annoying little whore at the store the other night. She was was bullying some less than perfect girl in the store. They obviously new each other from school. I intervened and the mean girl said something snide to me. So, I followed her. She was old enough to drive but not old enough to to drink. She was old enough to die. I ran her off the road. I was impulsive which I rarely am. I stay under the radar by being methodical with my snuff porn plans. I saw an opportunity and I took it. She was dazed and confused. Head trauma. I couldn’t have planned it better. Young drivers don’t know how to play chicken. I ran her off the road without my car even touching her car. She got out of the car and fell down. Her phone was in her hand. I kicked it away from her. I pulled out my monster dildo and fucked her holes. Made it look like a sexual assault. She was no virgin. Not enough blood for that. After I used her teen holes, I took a piece of broken glass from her windshield and jabbed it in her jugular She would bleed out before anyone drove by the scene. When the state police discover her dead body, they will either think she was fucked before dying or it was some driver who saw an opportunity and took it. Maybe they will even think this was some strange sex with dead bodies case. Some folks get off on car crash sites. I just get off on killing worthless sluts.

St. Valentines Day Snuff

Fuck your roses and chocolates, I want what St. Valentines day was really about, Massacre. Yummy tight holes to fuck and fist, and a hot stud mortician boyfriend to fuck as I get horny fisting little assholes to their death in a dark, candle lit crypt at midnight. The best sacrifice to prove his love to me. I am a sadistic murderess cunt and sometimes the sweet young bodies of teen lovers is the best. I’m like Elizabeth Bathory and not letting this young couple give up their virginity on the 14th of February was great. She was so young smooth and dainty. I loved the freshness and that she had a bald shaved cunt prepared for her deflowering. She wanted to give her BF the perfect gift for V-day. It was sweet, they were young Goths and were in the cemetery with a blanket and a bottle of wine he had his big brother buy for them. His big brother happened to be my BF and he confided about their plans and well, they were derailed. I wanted the pure virgin blood, this young man didn’t give two flying fucks for the naive little cunt. He was more excited to get a piece of this sweet ass. Yeah I got virgin blood and double penetrated. He got his his brothers dead girlfriend and everyone was happy and the Vampire wine was flowing well with the virginal blood. It was a gothic massacre and a great offering to De Sade my hungry rotti.

Necrophilia phone sex

Sex with Dead Bodies is Better

sex with dead bodiesDo you think about sex with dead bodies? Life is simpler fucking a corpse. A seed body is my preferred companion. A stiff freshly dead cock is way better than a live talking one. I hate pillow talk. I hate spooning. I hate that awkward I will call you bullshit. I discovered a few years ago that praying mantises did it right. The female mantis bites the head off her lover during sex. I can’t bite a man’s head off, but I can stab him in the heart or give him a hotshot to give him a heart attack. Then I can finish fucking him in peace. I find my lovers online. I have a type. Tall, handsome, hung and married. I know it seems cruel to murder some family man, but he should not be trolling for pussy on the Internet. The way I see it, I am helping his wife. She needs to be free of a cheating loser. My last married victim truly deserved snuff sex. Pompous asshole who tried to force his cock in my ass without permission. Your typical narcissist who thought women should just lay there and take whatever he wanted to do. I don’t roll over for anyone and if you try to take what is not yours, I take what is not mine, your life. I was able to give my prepared hotshot to him in the neck. I watched in pleasure as he seized up. He had a look of shock on his face. He couldn’t believe I did what I did. He was really in shock when I chopped his cock off. Men who try to force themselves on me always lose their dicks. Can’t play with it nicely, then you shouldn’t have it, right? Before he died, he knew I killed him. He knew I severed his cock. What he didn’t know was that I fucked myself with his severed dead dick and came so hard.

Bondage Phone Sex Almost Killed Me

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex doesn’t sound bad does it? Mostly, when you are a bondage whore, guys want to tie you up and slap your titties. Maybe give you a hardcore ass fucking. I was at a fetish club the other day that almost turned deadly for me. I met Tom. He is a much older BDSM master who took a liking to me. Not in a good way. He said I reminded him of his ex-wife. That is never a good thing for me because ex-wives often destroy a man’s heart. I didn’t want to go into a private room with him, but I had no choice. My master owns the club and Tom is a high roller. Who and what he wants, he gets. And he got me. He chained me like a Nigger slave. My harms were outstretched. I was on my knees. I was naked. He whipped every inch of my flesh. I felt the skin break on my back. I felt blood gushing out of my wounds and I could see it pooling around my knees. The sight of my blood and my tears made him erect. He shoved his cock in my mouth and told me if I bit his dick, he would slit my throat and fuck my dead corpse. I sucked him until he came, thinking he would be done with me. He was just getting started. He whipped me until every inch of my body was covered in my blood and his cum. I barely escaped alive.

Danse Macabre

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You said that you’d never be happy until you had taken everything from me. I didn’t really believe you though. As I lie on the bed gurgling up red spray onto my sweaty skin I can see it in your eyes that you meant every macabre word. I suppose that you hadn’t planned to become the kind of man that would cross such a line, did you? Now looking down at me knowing that you’ll have me entirely anyway that you want you’re prepared to have sex with dead bodies. You’re alright with one dead body being fucked by you anyway, right?
You smirk while the knowledge of your plan spreads through my mind like a virus. You plan to take me apart and defile me once I’m gone, don’t you? I know that you like control, I just didn’t realize how far it spread. I won’t feel the pain you intend to inflict. I won’t feel your vile sexual wrath being unleashed on me. I’ll watch you with dead motionless approving eyes. I’ll die knowing that this might not be the only time that you make use of my lifeless corpse for your ultimate and final domination over me.

I’m Not Always The Victim

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I bet that you’re tired of these training wheel Dommes that just dip into the shallow end of the BDSM pool. You know that you’re capable of enduring so much more than some light spanking and ass worship. What you need is a cruel and evil Domme. You need to call me and give yourself over to my sadistic phone sex desires. Get your hand off of your cock and read carefully. Do you want to tell me what your limits are? It’s like this, slave. Your limits are up to and including death. You better be prepared to sacrifice yourself to my inner demoness.
Are you afraid? You damn well should be, you should be mortally terrified. I’ll drive you to the edge of your sanity and stretch your pain threshold until you’re a quivering mess of blood and cum and you can’t even remember your own name. Fuck politeness, fuck safe sane and consensual. I am here for more, faster, harder, rougher and I am taking you down with me. I can smell your metallic blood from here and it smells like wicked rapture to me. Your life is going to be snuffed out for my sadistic pleasure.

Till Death Do Us Part

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I had the nastiest dream the other night that would make for a wonderful necrophilia phone sex roleplay. I’m blushing now as I think about it, but I’m also feeling the urges bubble back up. I dreamt that I was alone overnight in a funeral home and that I was so turned on by the thought of necrophilia that I indulged the fantasy. In my dream I walked into the funeral parlor and there was a beautiful man lying in a mahogany casket. He was dressed in a suit jacket and it made me wonder what he was wearing below the waist. That part was hidden in the bottom half of the casket.
I opened it and he had the matching pants with the suit, but his cock was still hard. I looked around to make sure that I was alone as I yanked up my skirt and removed my panties. His pants were off in seconds and I was on him. My wet slit was taking his cold hard cock. I couldn’t believe that I was riding him. I looked out at the empty seats in the parlor and imagined being watched. It sent a shiver through me and pushed me to my orgasm. I need to roleplay it soon.

Taboo Phone Sex Fantasies Cum True

taboo phone sexYou know you want more taboo phone sex in 2020. I do too. I don’t do vanilla phone sex. That is why I am on a snuff site. I could never be a GFE. I don’t have much use for men except as accomplices and victims. I went out New Year’s Eve hunting. Before I found a kill, however, I found a partner in crime. Joe was wanting to kill something too. He had a certain kind of victim in mind. At first, he thought we were just messing around, talking shit, but I convinced him to do it for real. I took him to this fun center where schoolboys and girls hang out on Friday nights. Often a big sister or big brother is not paying attention to a baby sister making her easy to lure away. We sat in the car perving for about 30 minutes until he saw his perfect victim. He has long had rape phone sex fantasies for a little angel like her. Until he met me, it was all just fantasy. I made a bold move and snatched the girl. It was dark and no one was paying attention to the little ones ice skating in the back of the complex. I tossed her in the trunk while my accomplice drove to his place. He is not married, and he lives in an old farmhouse off the beaten path. He is a well-respected and no one would connect him to the missing girl. I watched as he stripped her naked. His cock was so hard looking at a bald cunt for the first time. I was making his fantasies cum true. When he fucked her, she screamed. She cried and she fought until he choked her out. She went lifeless, but he kept fucking her. He came in her dead little pussy. He said it was the hardest cum of his life. I am happy to make his and your snuff sex fantasies cum true.