Category: Taboo phone sex

Necrophilia Phone Sex For Dead, Tight Pussy

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Necrophilia phone sex is easy to talk about especially when you have a friend who works in the medical examiner’s office. Ed is one of a few people who shares my little fetish. I’ll admit it’s much easier for a man to get into fucking dead bodies. I’ve always been fascinated at how the body changes after death and thankfully, Ed has no qualms about inviting me to the morgue after dark. We had to wait until everyone left for him to smuggle me in but my adrenaline was pumping just knowing we would be doing some nasty fucking shit. He told me I could take pictures, since it got him off even more. He had a fresh body that came in that wasn’t cut on yet. Ed was a little jittery because he got high before meeting me. I had my phone ready as soo as we got in the room. It was cold in there but I had on my sweatshirt. Ed had changed into some old gray sweatpants and a long sleeve t-shirt. He called them his “play clothes”. He pulled the sheet down and touched the hard nipples of the corpse. Her dead tits were a C-cup. She must have had really nice big ones when she was alive. Of course, Ed had to pinch the nipples as he stroked his cock. I could see that nasty motherfucker’s dick get harder by the second. He walked down to the end of the table, never taking his eyes off the Jane Doe’s naked body. Her face looked young, even though she had been dead a few days. Ed liked ’em still fresh. More than a week on a body was never good he said. He pushed down his jogging pants and pulled his thick, hard dick out. He always lubed up with baby oil before dead girl fucking, although he liked men too. He got up on the table and told me to start taking the pics just as he put his dick in her cold pussy. He said that dead girl cunt is so much tighter because it shrinks. As soon as he slid his necro-fucker in her small hole, Ed started to fuck her unalive cunt in a slow rhythm. He said he did it that way, so nobody could tell the body had been tampered with. He shot all his cum into her still pussy , then pulled out to reveal the last droplet on his mushroom head. He wiped it off with his finger and licked the finger clean. I got it all on my phone. Ed promised to sneak me in again to watch him fuck dead ass. I’m totally looking forward to that.

Bloody Phone Sex Almost Killed Me Again

bloody phone sexBloody phone sex seems appropriate for this time of year. But I do not like to get bloody. At least not my nose. That’s my sniffer. If you want to abuse me until my body looks like raw hamburger meat, please spare my nose. The only way I can endure that kind of pain is if I am high. My son understands that. But other men have not read the memo yet.

I get myself in one jam after another it seems. Nonstop trouble. I’m fresh off a kidnapping. Still have the rope burns on my hands and ankles. But I needed coke. Usually, my son gives it too me, but it’s been over a week since I saw him. And my back up dealer, Marcus, went out of town. It’s such a crap shoot when I need to find a substitute dealer. My son and Marcus never punch my sniffer. They like me high. But some random dealer often wants me to suffer. One of these days my coke habit will put me in a real snuff porn.

I learned about Ted from another druggy soccer mom. She pops Oxy like breath mints. And her dealer has any drug imaginable. So, I went with her to meet him. However, he got super angry that she brought me to him. He punched her so hard he knocked her out. As she lay bleeding on the ground passed out, he kicked her awake. She tried to apologize and tell him I could be trusted, but he choked her to death right in front of me.

Abuse Me All You Want but Please Spare My Nose

And I never watched someone I know die in front of my eyes. I peed my panties from fear. Honestly, scared the crap out of me. At least with my son, I know I will live because I am his cash cow. But this random dealer looked like he wanted to kill me too. He picked me up with his hand around my throat and pinned me to the wall like a bug. He did not kill me though. However, he made me wish I was dead.

He punched my face repeatedly until my nose gushed blood. And he fisted my cunt until that prolapsed too. I had no idea my womb could come out. When he stopped hurting me, he gave me some coke. And a warning to never tell another sole about him. No way would I. I do not even want to see him again. His brand of snuff sex proved too much for this soccer mom pain slut.

Strangulation Phone Sex With Rena The Rougher The Better

strangulation phone sexLast night was amazing, with some hot Strangulation Phone Sex                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       You. I met this guy at a bar and we hit it off right away. He was tall, dark, and handsome – the perfect mix of rough around the edges and gentle when he needed to be. We ended up going back to his place where things got hot and heavy pretty quickly. He told me he had a little bit of a kinky side which only turned me on more because I’m such a slut for strangulation during sex.

As soon as we got into his bedroom, he pinned me down onto the mattress with one hand clamped tightly around my throat while he kissed me passionately. His other hand found its way between our bodies, teasing my wetness through my panties before finally slipping inside of me. It felt so good being taken like that; completely helpless under his control yet still wanting more from him at the same time.

We moved from position to position throughout the night: missionary, doggystyle…even standing up against the wall! Each time he would choke me just enough to make my head spin but not enough for it to be dangerous or scary – just enough for us both to get off on it even more than usual! And let’s not forget about all those delicious holes getting filled up by him too; every single one took turns feeling his cock thrusting in and out until we were both exhausted from all that pleasure!

The best part? Whenever I thought maybe we should slow down or take a break because I couldn’t handle anymore excitement (or oxygen), he would whisper dirty words in

my ear and squeeze just a little bit harder around my neck, sending shivers down my spine. It was like he knew exactly how to push all of my buttons and make me beg for more. By the end of our wild night together, we were both covered in sweat and cum with satisfied smiles on our faces. I can’t wait until next time when we can explore even more kinky fantasies together!

Torture phone sex whore Stephanie

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It’s been too long since our last torture phone sex session and you know it! Are you still lying next to her every night dreaming about all the ways you want me to abuse her? You don’t have to keep jerking off to that fantasy when we could easily end her life together… Stroke your big dick and imagine how hot it’s going to look when I have her tied up and I’m force fucking her asshole making her scream with your dick down her throat. I have a special strap-on with razor blades embedded in it that I’ve been saving for such an occasion. I want to watch the desperate look in her eyes when she realizes that you’re not going to save her but instead, you’re going to help me rip her apart and torture her. Of course, this is all after I’ve ripped most of her hair out, busted her teeth out and beat her face in. She’ll be a blubbering, bloody pile of disgusting trash by this point. This bitch deserves the worst and Master deserves the best so I’m not going to end her life quickly. I want her to lie there bleeding, crying and in the most intense pain imaginable. That’s when I’m going to douse her in gasoline, strike a match and let you fuck me to her miserable screams as she burns alive. You better hurry because I’m ready now!

Rape phone sex fantasies get you off when high

Sometimes you want to watch Rape phone sex fantasies fulfilled right in front of you. Therefore, you find a sadistic bitch to give it to you. “I want to see this young slut’s ass getting rammed” you say to me as you give me a picture. After inspecting it, I see there was an address on it. “She will be there alone with me; everyone is visiting other family” you tell me with a watering mouth. So, I agreed, the money you gave me wasn’t the perk. My uncle trained me to help him rip little sluts open and it ended up making my cunty tingle.

Rape phone sex fantasies

I snuck in and right away put a special handkerchief to her mouth. My uncle had a special knockout recipe. Her body laid there, limp and it made it easy to undress her. After she was naked, you walked in. “Blind fold her and tape her mouth shut, I don’t want her to think she can wake me up for help” you instruct as you undress too. As I put my strap cock on, you jack off and moan out. “I want her to hurt” you moan. Therefore, I spread her legs open and rip her little asshole with my strap cock.

You get close for a better look, and I can see your mouth watering. “That’s it, give me live Ass rape porn” you moan and grunt. Since she woke up from the abuse. The harder I fucked her tight young ass the more she tried to scream. “Choke the bitch” you moan as I see your cock start to bounce harder. There’s blood flowing down her thighs and I see you liking your lips. “Take over and really make her hurt, best part is being able to fill her up” I encourage you to fuck your daughter. The need to rip her ass open took over. I pop my toy out of her and right away you ram your cock inside her.

The warm feeling and wetness from her blood started to push you over the top. That’s when I whispered, “we can do this every weekend”. Thought of being able to use your young daughter’s asshole to get off made your cock explode. After that all I saw was blood and cum running out her asshole. I told her “If you want to live, you better not tell anyone”. Then I left with a picket full and a story to masturbate to. 

Bloody Phone Sex Battles for Survival Make Good Entertainment

bloody phone sexBloody phone sex and Killtober go together. I’ve always enjoyed a blood bath. When I kill, I rarely do it neatly. Which is why I feed my victims to the bears and coyotes after I finish with them. No body, no DNA. And no body, no crime. My grandpa told me that. He said I should never bury a body because eventually that body will make an appearance, and my DNA would be somewhere on the body. Wise words from a wise killer. Even though I know I am not in the system, I never take unnecessary risks.

Last night, my victims helped kill each other. I drugged and kidnapped two blonde schoolgirls. Total twats. The kind of chicks that milk men of their money and never put out. These two girls looked like stereotypical mean girls. Although, I could have just sold them into slavery for a pretty penny, I felt like some torture sex.

They both woke up tied to sawhorses in my dungeon room. I wanted to pit them against each other. Play psychological games with them. So, I gave each girl a knife and told them the last one standing gets to live. They looked at each other like they could not do it. But I knew one of those sluts would make a move first and I could watch a bloody royale between teen twats.

It Excites Me to Watch What Folks Will Do to Each Other to Survive

And sure enough one made the first move. I relished the blood bath. They stabbed each other hesitantly at first with guilt in their eyes. But that fight for survival became stronger with each jab of the knife into the other’s flesh. They could have attempted to gang up on me with the knives they had. But they did not go that route. Not that it would have worked because I was prepared just in case. Instead, they stabbed each other’s tits and stomach. Sliced their arms and faces.

But in the end, they just stabbed each other in the gut so many times that their insides began to spill out all over my floor. Neither girl would leave my dungeon. Even if one girl won the battle, I did not plan to let either of them go. I just enjoy watching dumb cunts betray each other for survival.

Everyone has a killer phone sex side. It just takes the right situation to kick in. And when it does, I like to sit back and enjoy the blood bath.

Suffocation Phone Sex Games Arouse Us All

suffocation phone sexSometimes, I love to engage in some suffocation phone sex. But I do not want you to suffocate me. I want to suffocate you with some face sitting. Over the weekend, I hooked up with a guy I met on Fet Life. He had a death wish. Well, he did not want to die, but he wanted to come close. Breath play arouses a lot of folks. And nothing wrong with that.

I enjoy erotic asphyxiation too. As a switch, I have been on both sides of breath play. But Saturday night, I had a face sitting victim. He begged me to smother him with my tits, ass and pussy. I know CPR if something goes awry. And it is a dangerous game. The first time, I took a pair of pantyhose, tied it around Peter’s neck and shoved my boobs in his face restricting his ability to breathe out his nose.

I did not want snuff sex. He did not either. However, he did want to get dangerously close to dying. And he did. Not once, but three times. When he passed out from the combination of my pantyhose and big boobs, I revived him with a smack on the face. But subsequent times became more challenging.

Breath Play Games Let Us Come Extremely Close to Dying

The second time he passed out, I laid my pussy on his face, while my body laid on the floor above his head. Then I squeezed my thighs together and smothered him until he passed out. I could feel him struggling for air, but I maintained my grip on his head. My pussy almost came spontaneously feeling him thrash about underneath me. That time, I did have to breathe into his mouth and use smelling salt to bring him back.

And I thought that might be the last time for the night. However, he wanted my ass to smother him too. So, I sat reserve cowgirl on his face with my knees on the floor on both sides of his head. Slowly, I squeezed with my strong thighs until his body went limp. This felt like some Flatliners kind of shit. My ass suffocated him so well he needed full CPR to bring him back. Peter did indeed have a death wish. But, if a man has a killer phone sex fantasy, why should I deny him?

My Kidnapping Phone Sex Nightmare

kidnapping phone sexMy kidnapping phone sex nightmare began when my car broke down on an old side road, I took to bypass road work. I traveled to get some coke, and I knew if I told my husband I was stuck in traffic he would know where I was and guess why I was on that side of town. Small city and I traveled to the big city nearby for coke. So, I thought the old road would be quicker and I would return home before it got too late, and everyone wondered where I was.

But that plan went awry when I got a flat tire. And I do not know how to put a spare tire on. So, I started walking. And as I walked it got darker and darker and more desolate too. I did not know when I might find a gas station so when a car finally passed me, I flagged it down. Nice older man said he would give me a lift to the nearest gas station. By this time my cell had died because it kept searching for a signal.

The man did not take me to a gas station. And suddenly I feared this would turn into a snuff porn. He told me the gas stations would be closed but I could charge my phone at his place to call my husband or AAA. By this time, I felt nervous. But I had nowhere to go and no clue where I was either. So, I prayed he was just a nice old man. However, I should have known better. I never meet nice old men.

I Never Meet Nice Men Who Just Want to Help Me

When I entered his house surrounded by a corn field in the middle of nowhere, I saw a bunch of younger guys. Likely ranging from 25-45. Naked and snorting lines. The old man pushed me into the middle of them and they pounced on me quickly. Ripped my clothes off, tied me up and started fucking me. The old man filmed it all. He told me I would make an excellent gangbang rape porn star. Little did he know I have made a few already. But this was different. I never saw this coming. And I was not willing.

For hours these men force fucked my holes on a cold stone floor. Some of them pissed on me. Others chose to shock me with cattle prods. And yet others decided to kick, hit, slap, bite and choke me. I never went home that night. I did not leave that hellhole until three days later. My clothes tattered and my body bruised and bleeding.

By the time I made it to a gas station to call for help, my family had already reported me missing. The police had found my car abandoned and were searching for me. So, I had to concoct a story of being drugged and not remembering much otherwise I would have to explain why I was out in the middle of nowhere in the first place.

Kidnapping Phone Sex Fantasy… Not

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I just moved to this apartment. They don’t know my nasty desires of being fucked, taken and made to do whatever he wants. Here, their souls are fresh. My pussy twitches thinking about my hunger being fed. Feeling confident I would have plenty of victims I can have spank my juicy ass, quickly turned into my kidnapping phone sex fantasy turned real. Walking to school a car followed me. This happens all the time. I wear my skirts short, and no panties and my nipples are always hard and wanting. A man jumps out the car and slap me, knocks me out and pulling me in. when I woke, I was in this house with another girl. A man comes in the room and walks over to me. You’re awake? Good you’ve been sold. I must get you ready for your new Master. Without warning he slaps me and rips my clothes off leaving me standing there naked. He grabs me up spanking my ass the whole time then tie my hands up, leaving me standing in from of him with my hands bound over my head. I love nigger whores they don’t bruise easy and they’re so juicy. Stick your tongue out. I didn’t move fast enough, and he spanked me ass again. Look at it. See, juicy. Now I said, stick your tongue out now you black slut. I stick my wet long tongue out.

He takes my tongue into his mouth sucking it like it was my clit. My pussy started dripping. Reaching down feeling my pussy he smiles. See, juicy every time. He goes behind me and spanks me this time really hard. “Its going to be fun breaking you in. Fuck I may keep you for myself. Do you know why you’re here? Why this is all happening to you? No, I don’t, I say. You’re here because Master wants you. He wants a nigger to control, fuck and kill. You will be his 13th and final nigger slut whore. He’s fucked and killed; you know how many? 12 I say, 12 before me. Oh, you’re a sexy and smart nigger. Good he likes that for some reason. He releases my arms. Get over here and make my cock hard. I must send you dripping and open. Master doesn’t like no virgins. He wants a nigger ass slutty cunt like you. Get here now. I walk over and get on my knees. I take his hard throbbing cock in my mouth and suck him in deep. Taking my nails and digging them into his back, bringing him closer to me. Fuck I’m about to cum. I know you are; I suck the best cock. Bringing him even closer with my nail he starts to bleed all over me. Fuck you going to make me cum you black cunt. I’m going to do more then that. I take his long fat cock deeper down my long tight throat. Oh, my imma cumming. As he sprays all his cum down my supernatural throat. Grabbing my throat tight, he exploded. Fuck are you real? Laying there he doesn’t move. I’m not sure if he’s dead or alive, but I don’t wait to find out. I ran to the door to leave, but there he is standing there and he’s not happy.

Knife Play Phone Sex Requires Skill

I cannot enjoy Killtober without knife play phone sex. No guns for me. Knives require skill. Plus, it is much harder to trace because nothing gets left in the victim. Guns leave bullets. And bullets are traceable. I enjoy the challenge too. Perhaps, I like the hunt. It feels more predatory.

I never go anywhere without at least 3 knives strapped to my body. I even sleep with one under my pillow. Never hurts to be cautious. I like to be armed and dangerous because yoknife play phone sexu never know who you might meet who deserves to die. Admittedly so, my threshold for stupidity appears less than the average person. I will disembowel a person for looking at me wrong. Bloody phone sex turns me on anyway.

But in my defense, there seems to be a lot more rude, creepy tools in this world than there ever were. Take William for example. He made a scene in my Goth bar that I love. Tried to bully people off their bar stools. And he insulted almost every girl in the bar, including me. I do not care how drunk you get, that’s no excuse to be rude. Plus, you cannot go into a Goth bar and think you own the place because you are some rich yuppy.

There is No Fun or Skill in Killing with a Gun, So I Use Knives

So, I let him buy me a drink and I slipped something into his drink. No one in that bar gave a damn about this asshole. Took him to my kill dungeon to torture the fuck out of him. A knife prolongs the agony, but a gunshot kills without much suffering. Where is the fun in that? I carved this fucker up until it looked like he had been skinned alive. I have a knife for everything, even peeling a human jackass.

William suffered. He suffered a lot. Not only did I skin him alive, but I also cut his flesh until I exsanguinated him. But not before I gave him free castration phone sex. I guess you could call it castration plus since I took his dick off too. Sliced it like a pepperoni roll. Even drugged, he felt everything. And because he bled out slowly, it took him a long time to die. A long painful journey to Hell is the only way to go.