Category: Sex with dead bodies

Taboo Phone Sex Fantasies

taboo phone sex

Taboo phone sex fantasies are what I do best. My callers fall into two categories: mommy lovers and sadistic men who like to do cruel things to mommy whores. I have a very interesting life on and off the phone. Callers ask me all the time if I have a Master. My master is cocaine. I have long had a problem with nose candy. My husband travels a lot, so he doesn’t know the depths of depravity I will sink for a fix. He is not a dominate man, neither are our young sons. His son from a previous marriage is the closest thing I have to a master.  Since I am weak for cocaine, I get myself into pickles all the time. This weekend, I was partying with some frat boys. We were doing lines and fucking. There was some double penetration going on, but nothing wild. Then one of the guys brought in a little girl. No clue who she was or where she came from. She was very young and very scared. She asked me if I knew her mommy. This wasn’t good. I tried to be maternal to the girl when one of the boys punched me in the face. He gave me a knife and told me to “carve the bitch up.” All three boys had pure evil in their eyes. I was informed explicitly that if I didn’t snuff the little whore, I’d be a dead bitch. These weren’t frat boys. They were sick twisted perverts. I looked at the little girl, said I was sorry and closed my eyes. I told myself this was all a bad dream as I plunged the knife in her tiny body. She was screaming and they were laughing. I was crying and shaking. When I heard no more screams, I opened my eyes. The guys were fucking her young dead body. All three of them. It was the most gruesome thing I had ever seen. They seemed like normal 20 something men but they were a pack of wild animals. I did the rest of the blow, got so fucking high, I’m still not sure it really happened, even though the blood stains on my clothes tell me it did.

Bloody phone sex for a cheating whore wife

bloody phone sex

The swish of the knife caught her by surprise. Her eyes widened as I nicked her jugular in bloody phone sex fashion. Her hand went to her neck as she tried to stop the squirt of her lifeblood. I hadn’t cut it deeply so it would take a little time for her to bleed out. You stepped out of the corner and watched. “Die, you cheating whore.”  Your hand was on your cock, stroking your erect meat. I’d been torturing this bitch for several hours, just as you’d asked me to.

You looked at your cheating wife. Her lips were busted, her eyes blackened. I had enjoyed beating her tremendously. I’m a killer but I have high morals and cheats and liars must die. This was going to be fun. “I found out that you were fucking my best friend. How could you do that? Don’t you know that you just killed him?” You yanked open the closet door and pulled your former friend out by the hair. “How could you? Did his cock taste good?” You reached over with the scalpel and cut off his shriveled and dangly jewels. He screamed as the blood exploded.

I loved how her eyes bulged out of her head as you stuffed the severed organ down her throat. “Choke on it, cunt.” Her heels drummed the table as you yanked her legs apart.  You grabbed my razor edged dildo and began to fuck your  wife’s filthy whore pussy, shredding her insides. The blood poured onto the floor. I caught a drop and licked it off my finger.

I couldn’t take any more. “Fuck me while she dies.” I begged. You leaned me right over her body and slammed your fuck root deep into me. Just as I felt you throb deep in my belly, I reached over and slashed her neck. The blood spewed along with your cum.

Bring me your lying sluts and cheating whores and together we will rid the world of them.

 

Sex with Dead Bodies

sex with dead bodiesHave you ever had sex with dead bodies? I know a few freaks. It is best when the body has been dead no longer than 24 hours. I had some fun this weekend with one of my nasty freak male friends. There was this teen girl he had his eye on for a while. She wouldn’t give him the time of day. She was jail bait, but he likes them young. I owed him a favor, so I killed her for him. I had some fun with her first of course. She was your typical mall rat teen whore. The kind of girl you see traveling in a pack. Thinks she is all that and a bag of chips. Wears short shorts with her ass cheeks hanging out, a small top showing her midriff, then gets mad when older men ogle her. I got her away from her pack with a bullshit line about being a casting agent for a horror movie. I stabbed her in the gut. One shift stab in the right place leaves a little bitch speechless and dead quickly. I watched the life evaporate from her pretty green eyes. The look of puzzlement said, “What did I do to you?” Nothing really, but it was what she did to other men, including my friend. She was a tiny little thing. I shoved her in a duffel bag and walked out of the mall to my car. I hunt at the mall often. I know how to avoid the security cameras. I drove to the old house I inherited that’s in the middle of nowhere and gave my friend his present. I watched his cock get hard at her lifeless body. She was fresh enough that her pussy was still very warm.  I watched as he fucked her dead body. She was bloody, but that didn’t matter to us. He fucked her dead holes for hours. I more than paid back my debt. When he could cum no more, I disposed of the body in the swamp. Just another teen whore runaway is what folks will say. Teen sluts are a dime a dozen.

Smoking Suffocation Phone Sex

suffocation phone sexShe screamed and the smell of charred flesh filled the air.  I was playing one of my favorite suffocation phone sex games. This one involved a lit cigarette and lots of smoke. Looking at your erect cock, I knew you were enjoying it too.

We had picked up this little truckstop whore along the Interstate yesterday. She was thumbing home after her shift and it was her lucky day. You lit up a fattie laced with something and she greedily inhaled it. She was snoring in the backseat when we pulled far back into the woods.

I tied her to a table. Your cock was throbbing so hard that I was afraid you’d come. The tip of my cigarette fixed that real quick. Your pain is my pleasure. And the best was yet to come.

She awoke painfully, barely able to focus. When she realized what had happened and opened her mouth to scream, I busted her lip. “Time to play, slut.” I purred.  I lit a cigarette and took a long drag. I reached for a plastic bag from the nearby drawer. It was clear so that when I pulled it over her head and duct taped it at her throat, I could see the fear in her eyes.

This is where it gets fun. These are special plastic bags with a valve. I took a long drag on my ciggie and blew it into the bag. The nicotine and carbon monoxide created a gas chamber that deprived the victim of oxygen. She would die a terrible death by suffocation. Of course, I expedited her demise by burning her flesh, her tits and labia, with my Marlboro. The harder she screamed, the faster she died.

Right before she took her final breath, I turned her over to you. Your swollen meat could barely wait to fuck her seared flesh and fill her with cum as she shuddered out her final breath.

Teen Rape Porn: My Son Can Get a New Girlfriend

teen rape pornDo you like teen rape porn? I know what you are thinking. I am way too old to be a teen. That is true; however, I have sons, so I have access to teen pussy too. My little mother fuckers are pussy magnets. I got jammed up with one of my dealers. He gave me a way out. My pussy is too old and used up for him or any of his clients. He can’t make as much money off me as he can young girls. I just had to deliver him a virgin girl. That is harder than you think these days. My middle boy had a little girl over to study. I was sure she was a virgin. She is a good Catholic girl. I spiked her Kool-Aid so she would pass out and I could check her bald slit. I saw a hymen. I won’t lie, I wanted to fist the little whore. She was everything I no longer was, but if I ruined her pussy, I was out of drugs. I told my son she got sick and I was taking her home. He never asks questions. I delivered her unconscious body to Raul. He was impressed. He inspected her tight holes and concluded she was untouched too. It was a good night for a gangbang rape porn. He stripped her naked and called in his buddies. I felt bad when I saw how savagely they fucked her holes. Not just cocks. They used fists and baseball bats too. She was getting tore the fuck up like a piece of meat by savage animals. She was semi awake. I guess the pain woke her up. Raul tossed me some coke. I got high. You know, I tuned in and dropped out. That young little school girl was never going home again. I just had to come up with a good story to explain what happened when she left my house to never be seen again, unless you consider snuff porn being seen again.

Fucking a Dead School Girl

Necrophilia Phone Sex

You see me walking home with my friends from school. I live a bit further out, though, and must separate from the other girls. The sky looks stormy, but I continue down the path alone, nobody in sight. Watching me from afar, you have the burning desire to ruin my day. What a pretty sight for my pretty face to be covered in blood. I’ll bet you’re dying to know what my screams sound like when I know there is no chance of being saved. The scent of my guts strewn about the room would make such a perfectly sensual perfume to set the mood. You storm into my home while I am in the shower, fling open the curtain, and sink a dagger into my chest, hilt deep. Barely able to react, I fall to the shower floor. Blood splashed across my lifeless face and the walls as you slashed open my stomach. Pulling out my guts, you twisted them around your throbbing cock and started fucking my entrails. Then you dragged me out of the tub and dumped me on the floor. Furiously, you begin to pound away at my pussy, impaling me with your fuckstick in such a way that no living girl could ever handle. Cutting open higher into my chest, you explore my innards. You then discover that you can see my pussy getting fucked from the hole you’ve made in my belly, so you reach through and grab my fuckhole, squeezing to make my cunt unbelievably tight around your cock. Shaking, you grunt as your balls explode into my dead slit. Time will only tell how long you can wait to kill again.

Snuff Porn Inspiration

snuff pornSnuff porn? Do you like watching or making it?  My Master enjoys both. We have been watching this series of Japanese snuff films all week. It is foreplay for him. He was fucked up on meth last night when we watched this bondage film. I thought it was a bondage movie, but in the end, the man in the executioner’s mask, slit the bimbo’s neck while he was cumming in her ass. There was so much blood. She went lifeless quickly. It looked so real. Hard to believe it was fake. When it was over, Master pulled me by my hair over to a recreation of the same bondage device the girl in the snuff movie was hooked up too. He was really fucked up. Pissed too. He found out that I fucked another guy without permission for some weed. No man can touch me unless he grants permission. He tied me up like the girl in the video. He even put a ball gag in my mouth just like she had. He pulled out his dick and started force fucking my ass. He never uses lube either. It was hardcore anal torture. He pulled my hair so hard, a got a fist full of my blonde locks. I screamed as I saw the knife. He was angry enough for snuff sex. He put the blade to my throat as he fucked my ass. He bit my ear then dug the knife in just enough to nick my neck. I could feel blood running down my neck into my boobs. I closed my eyes tight, fearing the worse. Instead of slitting my throat, he carved his initials in my “whore ass” and cut off chunks of my pretty hair. “Now other men will know who owns you, whore,” he seethed as he came in my ass. I am running out of lives.

The Brain Surgeon

Sex With Dead Bodies

Strapped to a table, I struggled against the restraints. Even my head was stuck in place. I could tell that I was naked, because the metal table was cold against my bare skin. Then I saw him. A tall, slender man wearing a surgical mask and scrubs. He took his gloved finger and ran it slowly up my thigh. He picked up a strange looking tool from the counter with a cylindrical blade. Realizing what it was, a circle saw, I started getting really worried. The buzzing made me scream out in fear as tears rolled down my face. Straight through my hair and skin, he drilled a large hole right in the top of my head. Blood spurted from the wound as my life left my body. Then, taking a large knife, he made a decent sized incision in the center of the whole to simulate a wet pussy. Barely able to contain himself any longer, his hands shook as he guided his throbbing cock into my squishy brain. Harder and harder, he humped my head until he was done emptying his balls into my cranium. His cock and abdomen were covered in blood when he pulled out. Unfazed, he put his pants back on and dumped my body on the side of a desolate highway.

Snuff Sex Carnal Desires

When your carnal desires begin to stir and that bulge in your pants needs something twisted to get relief and snuff sex is the only thing that will really get you off. I’m a vicious accomplice for all sorts of wicked fun and games as the twisted fun I have is what drives my libido out the fucking window. I am a fucking machine and love to fuck at the end of a messy blood coated adventure.

My last adventure as a hired hand in committing a gruesome torture phone sex act with a dumb little fucking brat. I beat the crap out of her and punched her in the mouth to make it a bloody toothless mess for my partner in crime to fuck. I fisted that young sluts cunt with my spiked rings on and oh the pleasure of seeing that cunt bleed.

Snuff Sex

Snuff Sex Dinner

snuff sexSnuff sex? It’s too final for me.  I mean snuff equals death, right?  He said we were just simulating a snuff scenario. I didn’t have a choice. He is a man. Men are always in control, at least with me. I’m just a blonde bimbo, right? I’m not good for anything but fucking, sucking and abusing. When I arrived, I was ordered to disrobe. It was time for a naked inspection. Him and his friends inspected me for body hair and cleanliness. I had very specific orders on how I was to appear before arrival. Clean, shaved and sans any make up, perfume or jewelry. Once I passed inspection, I was escorted to the basement with several other women. Someone was cooking something. I could smell the aroma. Sweet with herbs. It was hard to imagine we were being served dinner. When we arrived at the bottom of the stairs, we all gasped when we realized we were going to be dinner. Big caldrons of water hanging over open flames with girls already cooking. Have you ever smelled cooking flesh? Apples were placed in our mouths. A masked man rubbed us down with a butter and olive oil mixture. Another man sprinkled herbs on us. I sat there scared knowing I was simply waiting my turn to be cooked to death. I felt a strange mix of fear and satisfaction. If going to die, at least I knew I would make a satisfying meal. What are your cannibalism phone sex fantasies?