Category: Snuff phone sex

Rape phone sex fantasies: Late Last Night… My Dreams Came True.

Rape phone sex fantasiesI had been messaging this guy on Tinder telling him all about my rape phone sex fantasies and how much I wanted it to happen in real life. Apparently, I had fallen asleep with my phone in my hand because I woke up with it casually dropping on my face, I quickly messaged him goodnight and set my phone on the charging pad on my bedside table. Quickly realizing that he had been giving me those tingly butterfly feelings I chuckled softly to myself before slipping off to sleep.

Sadistic phone sexYou could imagine the shock that coursed through my body when a loud crash woke me up in the middle of the night. Looking at the clock, it was 2:30 in the morning, I had only been asleep for like two hours. My heart raced the moment I realized my dog was at my parent’s house, so he wasn’t the one causing the obscene noise in the house that woke me up. Climbing out of bed, naked of course, we all know there’s no other way to sleep. I tip-toed down the hallway toward the kitchen where the clattering noises were coming from.

Peeking into the dimly lit kitchen, I gasped seeing a tall dark figure standing in the center of the room rifling through one of my drawers. I quickly turned to leave the room, but it was too late. He had seen me, I heard the loud thud of his footsteps crossing the room as his hand entwined in my hair. A quick yelp escaped my lips as I tried to turn to escape his grasp. His other hand found my throat as a low grumbling voice commanded me to stop resisting.

He quickly flung me against the island in the middle of the room, bent over the butcherblock surface I could feel the weight of him pressing against me. “Don’t move.” he directed as I heard the zipper of his pants feeling him shuffling himself free. The length of his massive cock pressed into my ass cheek as I gasped. Sitting there silently whimpering pressed into the island, I didn’t know weather to fight or let my fantasies actually come true. Pushing back against him testing my ability to get free, I tried to squirm away only to feel his hand tighten in my hair.

He quickly began feeding the length of himself into me as I cried out from the massive size. I definatly wasn’t prepared for how massive his shaft was. I heard him chuckle when he realized my cunt was absolutely dripping with need. I’ve always like d the more sadistic side of things especially sadistic phone sex fantasies come real life. Teen rape porn

Torture phone sex with Stephanie

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I just had a kinky, torture phone sex call that left my panties soaked! That caller knew exactly how to tease an evil cum slut like me. We roleplayed that I was his sexy coworker that he had been obsessing over for months. I had no idea that he even existed until he crept up behind me in the office bathroom and shoved me into a stall. It was after hours so my screams went unheard as the stranger behind me grabbed me by my hair and shoved me down to my knees. He held my face down into the toilet and started ripping my stockings and panties off. He kept my face shoved down into the water and started force fucking me as hard as he could. He was pressing all of his weight into the back of my head and only pulling me up every few thrusts, to let me catch my breath. He would then slam my face back into the cold porcelain bowl and keep pumping deep into my asshole. I thought the worst was over after he finished thrusting deep in me and shooting his load in my bloody, worn out asshole. I felt him pull his cock out but he wasn’t letting me go. Instead, he pulled me back up out of the water. I felt the intense, searing pain of a sharp blade sliding across my neck and slicing into my throat. He shoved me back into the water and held me there, as the bowl filled with my blood. I felt the same searing pain in my pussy as he started fucking me with the blade, ramming it in me over and over again. He destroyed my holes and left my bloody corpse to be found face down in a dirty toilet. I have a similar roleplay in mind for when you call and I can’t wait…

 

Highschool Girl Murder phone sex Fantasies

Murder phone sex fantasies

 Murder phone sex Fantasies drive me to the darkest places imaginable.  Some girls in High School used to tell me that I was a Goth girl poser. That I only brought up dark and bloody shit as shock value. In their pretty little cheerleader minds, No one could possibly be as dark as I am. Normally I don’t care what a preppy little bitch with an attuite has to say. But There was a point when one of those bitches went too far. 

My teenage hormones tend to make me unstable, especially when dealing with brain-dead pretty girls. I never wanted any of their men, Daddies were the exception. And Trust me I had fucked a couple during my school years. Older men have always attracted me, and the most suburban upstanding men can be the nastiest vile mother fuckers around. A lesson I learned early in life. 

Now let’s get Back To this royal bitch Constance. A total super nerd who thought she was better than anyone in the whole school. She had the looks, her family had money and she was about as mean a mean girl as they come. She was always gloating about her wealth and brains and really hated me. I was different, shy, and a bean pole. Still a couple of years away from being the bloody phone sex bitch that you love to accompany you on cum adventures. 

High school  Murder phone sex Fantasies 

I remember many nights I would envision myself slicing her throat after dismembering her slowly while she was alive. Somehow I wanted to keep her alive while I put her through the worse agony possible. Me murdering her was two years of spank bank material that only got darker as time went on.  I never worked out the details But I still get hot thinking about killing her. These fantasies only increased when I learned that stupid whore had gotten knocked up. Oh, how this really ramps up my snuff sex drive. I think Now is the time to kidnap her and force her into a bloody evil birth with a couple of accomplices at the helm! What do you think should we?

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Snuff phone sex Fantasy Whore

As a snuff phone sex fantasy whore, your demise of me makes me wet. As a fuck muppet my holes are constantly getting defiled and destroyed. I have had 4 cocks in my holes at once and was in the most intense excruciating pain feeling like they would just rip into one big hole.

But, you know what? That fucking throbbing pain of my cunt and ass being spread to an intense level made me cum. My pain thresholds are always just a joke to most guys. I pass out and they just continue to use me. Cumming on my passed out body and in these fuck holes was like fucking a dead bitch. This is what they tell me all the time. I am a hot dead bitch to fuck up and use.

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Accomplice phone sex: Lets Tie Her Up And Fuck Her Up!

Accomplice phone sexI know sometimes I can seem like a damsel in distress. However, I do have quite the accomplice phone sex side as well. That little damsel persona can be used as bait for the ultimate prize. Take that nagging wife for example. She never lets you have a good time. All she ever does is boss you around, tell you what you can wear, where you can go, what you can eat, and won’t even let you bust a nut unless it’s in your own hand. That is why I think she would be perfect for us to dress up and kidnap. She will never suspect her perfect loving husband of doing bad things to her. 

I will use that innocent look that I have with my cute young body and run up to your wife right when she gets home. We will just bag over her head and knock her out with some chloroform. Once she is passed out I will help you carry her inside to lie on your marriage bed. That will be the perfect place to take advantage of her. We will tape her mouth closed after stuffing it with my perfect tiny panties. That means I have no panties on now, so as it turns me on when you torment your wife, my juices will just have to drip down me. I can’t wait to get so wet for you. 

Take these clothespins and clamp her nipples. You and I will wear a mask, so we can watch her face contort and strain from the pain when administer to her. Take your leather belt off and slap it against her clit. We will have to cut away her clothes, after all, there is no reason to keep her covered up. I will take a couple of clothes pins and pin her pussy lips back. Her muff is fat and bushy. Not at all like my perfect tight young cunt. I can understand why you would get so tired of an old hag like that. I will take your bedside dildo just to test taboo phone sex how dry she is, stuffing it roughly inside of your wife. Listening to her scream muffled past the taped panties in her mouth makes you aroused. I will suck your cock will you move to fucking your old maid with the dildo in her ass. 

Her body shakes and pulls against the restraints as you stuff her unlubed ass hole fast and rough. However, once you begin to fist her in the pussy at the same time you get so hard you almost blow right down my throat. I’m not ready for that though and I decide to encourage you to let me smother your ol’ lady with my perfect bald pussy on her face. You have no problem with me jumping onto her to use her screams to pleasure me. Even better you decide to fist that worthless cunt with both the toy and your own cock deep inside of her ass. It made her head squirm in a way that brought me right to climax, you blow your load inside of her. With the right additives to her drink, she won’t remember the next few days while you can heal her, but we will never forget our good times. 

Snuff Phone Sex Sundays

snuff phone sexSnuff phone sex Sundays are the best. While many folks are at church, I am out killing hypocrites. There is this local preacher who has been on my radar for years. He has these ads pretty much saying any woman who gets an abortion, or takes the morning after pill is going straight to hell. I found out recently that he has a few fuck trophies in town that his wife did not birth. A chance encounter with a young woman gave me all the fuel I needed to kill this mother fucker. He is fucking young women behind his family’s back. He has knocked up at least one but is not paying a cent for his bastard. I have wanted to kill his judgmental pious ass for a while, but I have not had a way into his world that would not get me pegged as the number one suspect when he was dead. This girl was my in though. She became my accomplice phone sex partner. We plotted his murder together. She has been trying to get him to give her money so she can support his son, but he ghosted her. He is living better than anyone in his congregation. He deserved to die. In his death, my accomplice could sue his estate for money since she can prove with DNA that she had his bastard son when she was just a teen girl.

She arranged a meeting with the dick preacher. I was happy to be the one he met so she could have an air tight alibi for his murder. When he arrived, he had $500. That was all he was going to give her when he lives in a million-dollar home. I wanted to shank him immediately. What a glebe, dismissive asshole. Honestly, I wanted him to be my snuff porn victim, but I decided to castrate him instead. Make sure he can never impregnate another young girl then ghost her too. I used a rusty blade to cut off his balls, and a cast iron skillet to cauterize the wound. I told him I would kill him and take his cock too if he missed one payment to Sarah. We had a come to Jesus moment where I made it clear that if he missed a single payment he would meat his maker. I think since I was holding his balls in my hand, he knew I was not fucking around. I should have killed him, but Sarah needs money now. Suing an estate can take years to see any money. He is worth more to her alive than dead. I neutered the horn dog, so he can stop spreading his hypocritical seed.  This was an act of charity. I now literally have the preacher’s balls in a jar. He is lucky to be alive.

Gyno Appointment Gone Wrong: Medical Fetish Phone Sex…

Medical Fetish Phone SexI didn’t realize till it was too late that I accidentally booked my gynecologist appointment with a hardcore medical fetish phone sex office. Imagine my surprise when I showed up and all the medical professionals were in full latex gear. Sometimes I just am too innocent for my own good. Honestly, I just assumed they were extra sanitary and the latex was the easiest to keep clean. However, once I made my way back to the exam table and removed my clothes my suspicions had me a little on edge. Suddenly my mouth was filled with a ball gag and I knew I was really in trouble. When the doctor came in filled my tight hairless pussy with his speculum and cranked it as wideTaboo phone sex as he could. He complimented my insides as he inspected them with his fingers and tongues. 

He took clamps and folder my pussy lips back to make his view inside my labia more clear. The naughty nurse with him clamped my nipples and when I winced from pain sucked and licked them till I moaned out. Suddenly the doctor pulled out his cock and began to play inside my hole still stretched wide. This was only the start of their fun, he said he wanted to do a full inspection of all my dirty little whore holes. He fucked my pussy till he came, then his nurse cleaned me out, sucking all his nut from the inside of me with a soft-tipped straw then pulled the speculum out. Next, it was my ass hole, but first I would be precleaned and spread while the doctor took a break. It was going to be a long appointment it would seem. 

 

Brats for Kidnapping phone sex

kidnapping phone sex This cunt whore was so excited to help you tonight when you wished for some Kidnapping phone sex!  On the pretense of aiding a young mother, we took the neighborhood brat for the afternoon. Stupid parents never understand we are doing it for our own amusement. I was eager to assist you in destroying her innocence because she was young and adorable. I am so in love with the cute skinny ones! With the promise of some snacks, we took her down to the basement. As soon as the door was shut behind her, I locked it, and the fun started. While she struggled to scream, I got hold of her head, and you pushed your cock into her mouth. I pushed her head up and down while I listened to your ecstatic moans. You had me drag her down to the ground and tear her legs wide open after a few moments you stared down at the small pink pussy you were ready to ruin. I placed my hand over her lips while you squeezed your cock into that tiny pink hole. I could see some blood after a few strokes, but I could also see the joy on your face. You went deep into that ruined twat, and I was pleased to be there to help. I can’t wait for the next victim! What sweet playthings can we devour during our next Evil phone sex session? 

Snuff Movies Do Not Always Go As Planned with Me as Your Accomplice

snuff moviesI am in the business of making snuff movies. Sometimes, I make them for personal pleasure. Sometimes, I make them because I was paid to make them for someone like you. I enjoy making both. Sometimes, however, like this week, I throw a monkey wrench in a man’s plans because he is the one who should be dead. I am no women’s libber or anything like that. Honestly, I hate most women. I hate most people. I did not like Clint. He was my client. Something about him just rubbed me the wrong way. He was egotistical and a narcissist. He wanted his wife killed because she cheated on him. I have killed someone for less. I rarely look a gift horse in the mouth, but the more I listened to him ramble on about why his wife needed to die, the more annoying he became. All I could think about was making him the star of a snuff porn. When I met the woman who I was hired to kill, she was not surprised to see me in her house. She did plead for her life, but not in a typical way though. She doubled what Clint paid me to kill him instead. She had big brass balls and I sort of liked it. I asked her to tell me the truth about her ex. She confirmed everything I was thinking. Because I liked Tiffany and loathed Clint, I took the same fee that Clint paid me. We staged her death, so I had pictures. I can make some decent deep fakes. Then she came with me to kill Clint. When I arrived at this no tell motel for the rest of my money, Tiffany surprised her husband. The victim was now my accomplice phone sex partner and her husband is now dead. I lent her some of my big ostentatious knives and she slaughtered him as good as I could have. She had lots of rage built up in her. I understood. I knew him less than 24 hours and wanted to kill him. Now, I have a bad ass new friend who is coming into a lot of money, and a tool of a man is dead in a sleazy hotel. You can hire me to kill for you, but I might decide I like your victim more than you. It is a risk you take with me.

Bloody Phone Sex: Aching as it runs down my thigh…

Bloody Phone SexI got myself into a bloody phone sex mess. I can’t help but get myself into this trouble all the time. My pussy is dripping wet, I know I must have gotten fucked hard and thrown away wet. When I reach back to my soar ass I can feel the end of a baseball bat, broken and still inside. I wince as I remove the object that sodomized me quickly, feeling a stream of blood running down my thighs. As I bring myself to my feet, I feel my tennis shoes still in my place with my white cotton panties covered in fluids wrapped around my ankles. I pull my panties up and take inventory of my top half. I didn’t want to attract the attention of good samaritans before I could make it home and stitch myself up. My breast were slices across the top, they were spilling out of my blood-soaked white bra. My white shirt buttons were torn open. The blouse drenched in my own blood was sure to draw the peeping eye. However, my black jacket was still on and able to be zipped up. Once I was home I cleaned myself up and went to bed. It was then in my dreams I realized what had just happened. 

I was walking home from school, simple enough. I had my AirPods in because I wasn’t on anyone’s shit list this week so I was cool to walk home safe, or so I thought. There was a puppy, how silly of me, but I had to stop and make sure everything was alright with him. That is when I was picked up around my waist by a rather large gentleman. With his free hand, he put a cloth over my mouth. This knocked out my small screaming body, as I kicked and flaked trying to get free of my capture. I was barely conscience as he brought me to his large group of friends. They poured alcohol down my throat and slashed and stabbed me with their blades to keep me awake for them. I was a barely alive fleshlight, my holes used to please their hard throbbing members. As I tried to push them off of me my arms were like drugged-up spaghetti, barely able to resist. Once I finally fell out from taking so much violent dick they attempted to penetrate me with the bat to wake me up. I was so responsive that they were able to break it inside of me without me coming back. Of course, they assumed I was a goner, throwing me into the woods where someone else would find me. Lucky for them I lived, and I kinda liked it.