Have you ever met a vampire before? Am I the succubus you thought I would be? Delicious, now come here pet and lay in my lap. I’m going to feed on you a bit before we go hunting tonight, hmm? Yes, that’s it. Let me bite into your neck, tearing your pretty soft skin with my scalpel sharp canines. You always get so hard when I drink from you, and I can never resist reaching a hang down and slowly stroking that thick accomplice cock.
I only drink a bit. We hit the streets well after dark. I’m craving fresh, young blood. I always let you choose my meals for me. Tonight, you found me a set of supple young twin girls who’s mother was absorbed in taking a selfie. We dashed off with those little angels, and took them down to the lake. In the shade of the oak tree, I drank from one, then the other. Their blood was so sweet in my mouth. I could see their arousal as I drained them, the wetness soaking through their innocent panties. I rubbed those princess pussies, making each little girl cum as I literally sucked the life from her.
Category: Torture phone sex
Vampires Suck Cock Too
Some Fun With My Friend
Sometimes Daddy lets me go out with my friends to have a little fun without him. My friend and I hit up the local bar and were shooting pool and throwing back drinks when this super-hot but arrogant guy walked in. I looked at my friend and winked and she knew what was up. I walked up to the bar beside him and asked if he would like to join us for a game. He grabbed his beer and headed our way. We played and drank and took turns making out with each other until closing time. I grabbed his dick through his jeans and asked if he would like to come back to my place for a little after-hours party. He smiled as we hopped in his car for the ride. Once home, we went to my room and started partying and playing. I bent over for him to fuck me in the ass while my friend stuck her tongue deep in his asshole and grabbed his balls. He laid back and my friend climbed on his dick and rode him while I sat on his face so he could lick my juicy bald wet pussy. We continued fucking every way imaginable until I ended up on top of my friend and he stuck his dick between our lips. I gave his dick a few good licks before pulling the knife from between the mattress and slicing that thing right off. He screamed in pain as he fell to the ground. We both got up and as she stuck her tongue deep in his mouth, I took that knife and slit his throat. As he lay there bleeding, I grabbed her and put her back on the bed and continued eating her sweet, cum filled pussy.
Ass Rape Porn with Red Rockets
My ass is perfect for ass rape porn. Don’t you agree? I have found that my enjoyment of anal sex is a good thing when I need coke. The problem is that the men I fuck for drugs are more into violent sex. But I need my coke. I admit I am an addict. No one, me included, wants to cure me because I am such a freak on powder. My stepson is just one of my dealers. He is among the more violent ones too. He promised me a big bag of blow if I helped him out. I blindly agreed. I figured it was just more ass sex, rough ass sex, but nothing I could not recuperate from with a bag of frozen peas and some white powder. Turns out my stepson got himself into some trouble gambling with the wrong folks. The kind of guys who break kneecaps. These Guido types also make underground gangbang rape porn. My stepson thought if I made a movie for them maybe they would wipe his debt clean. I was hesitant to do it, but I knew my husband and our sons would be in danger if I did not help this debt go away. The loan sharks liked the idea of a soccer mom starring in one of their productions. I was not prepared for my costars. I was not high enough, but I could no longer change my mind. I was the star and about 50 four legged beasts were the costars. I may be a druggy whore, but I prefer human cock. I never felt more degraded, but this kind of furry porn makes big bucks on the black market. I was not high enough for 50 red rockets. Ultimate humiliation for me. 50 beasts nutted inside me. Their red rockets like barbed wire inside my pussy. I made that little film to save my stepson from being beat to death, but honestly, I would have preferred a snuff porn.
Torture Phone Sex Slave Goddess
I’m destined to a life of Torture Phone Sex. It was a casting call this time to just model lingerie. I showed up and there were five big burly men waiting for me. They had a rack of lingerie and what appeared to be another rack with shackles and rope. I was asked to undress completely so they could inspect the goods. I was forced to undress slowly. They wanted a show from the start. I had to bend over to take my bra off. While I was bent over I felt hands on my bare ass slapping me. I still had my panties on. I was to stand up and get my tits slapped then. I slid my panties down with a shimmy and was getting swatted at by a riders crop like I was some kind of animal. They laughed at me and made me stand there naked as they cuffed my wrists and lifted me by them. Things were headed in a Snuff sex direction. The proceeded to prod at me with a cattle prod and slap at me with a cat-o-nine tails. I was stinging all over my body and my twat was wet. They laughed at me hen they realized this. They wasted no time dropping me from the pully and making me fall to the floor with a thud. They then all grabbed at me and started to shove their throbbing penises in all of my holes calling me a filthy slut and I deserve every bit of what I am going to get. My holes were ripped open and then they brought in the big beast. I was done for it when that cock penetrated me and thrust so hard it destroyed my insides and left me with internal bleeding and full of cum. This Fantasy Phone Sex scene is exactly how my life ends.
Torture Sex My Boobs
My tits love torture sex. Okay, so maybe they do not as much as me. I got big knockers when I was 18 so I could strip and do fetish modeling. I had a wealthy older patron who I traded sex for boobs with. I got the better end out of that deal because my tits have made me bank. I have big bimbo boobs and I found out quickly that letting men do depraved things with my sweater knockers was profitable. I will take profit for pain any time. After I got the boobs, I fell into fetish modeling because it was quick money. Not easy money though. I have been a fetish model for 15 years now. My boobs have been popped a few times. I have scars from rope burns, cigarettes, piercings and cuts. I can handle pain better every year. Each time I do a fetish shoot or hook up with a snuff sex partner, my big boobs usually take a beating like last night. I met a guy off FetLife and he let me know he was going to abuse my boobs. I was wet before he arrived. He came better prepared than any man has before. He had heavy duty rope, nipple clamps, boob vices, and sundry items to smack my tits around. I wanted to fuck. I mean I thought he would fuck me and abuse my boobs while his dick ravaged my pussy or ass. He wanted nothing to do with my pussy or ass. He was a boob man. I get it. I let him tie me up, but he went super hard on my tits. Like Mike Tyson hard on them. He punched them so hard, another saline bag popped. My boob was lopsided, and I was in pain. That shit hurts. He came in his jeans making me cry with tit torture. No sex for me, but a whole lot of pain and a late-night ER visit.
Cannibalistic Torture
The knife was whispering across his skin as he begged me not to hurt him. I laughed quietly, knowing that was all that he would know from now on. Running the blade gently, I drew tiny streaks of blood. He would not stop whining, so I dragged the knife down towards his cock. He was uncut, and although I prefer uncircumcised cocks, this one was getting on my nerves. I grabbed a handful of his cock, and slid the knife right through it at the base. He screamed, so I shoved that detached cock right in his open mouth. “Here’s your circumcision, bitch.” I laughed cruelly.
I spent hours skinning him after I cauterized his bleeding little stump. I really love the way his eyes pleaded with me first for release, then for mercy, and then for death. I would give him one of those, and he and I both knew which one it would be. It was a slow death for him, skinning him alive and rubbing sultry, salty seasonings into his flesh. I intended to roast this one; he had good muscle with just enough fat to be absolutely delicious. I know how to slowly roast, to keep them alive for as long as possible as the meat cooks. The fear gives the flesh such a fantastic flavoring, I can’t even begin to describe it.
I took my time, flayed him good and seasoned him right. He was going to be a delicious treat. I tied his hands behind his back, and bound him tightly to the large, wooden stake. I would be roasting him over open flames! The smoke, of course, was going to fill up the neighborhood. Everyone would wonder what smelled so fucking good; it’s your piggy chief of police honey. Come over and grab a bite!
I just want to strangle you
I just had a call for strangulation phone sex. He wanted to know how long my neck was and if I had even been choked before. I answered that my neck was 4 inches and that I liked to be choked during sex. He chuckled kind of darkly and said that they would some of both. He had me come and sit down in a chair that he had prepared in the middle of the room. I did as I was told and he tied my body to the chair. He then placed a ball gag into my mouth so that I couldn’t start screaming for help. He stepped behind me and I could hear him making some noise and I was curious and also a little scared. I felt his hands gently come around my neck and caress it for a few minutes before he placed his arm around my neck and start squeezing. I was trying to thrash some as I began to see black spots but he didn’t let up. My vision was darkening when he let go finally. I was breathing pretty heavy and crying when he told me to get as much air as I could in this small amount of time. He then brought a noose down from the rafters above and placed it around my neck. As he was pulling the other end of the rope to tighten the noose he removed my gag telling me that he wanted to hear me struggle for air as it turned him on. As the rope got tighter I started choking and gagging. My face was burning and I was crying. He finally just tied the rope off and let me hang there for a few minutes before he came over, cut my clothes off and fucked me until he came. He then caressed my face and said that I had served my purpose and he walked away and turned the light off as I sat there hanging.
Beach please
Who is up for some killer phone sex? I went to the beach for some fun today and I met this guy. He was so cute and sweet (lol). He carried all of my stuff from my car to the spot that I had picked out. I was wearing a new bikini and ready for some rays! He asked if I needed help with the sunblock for my back and so I handed off the bottle and he began to massage in the cream. I couldn’t help but moan as his fingers were doing something magical to my muscles. I felt a small pinch near my butt and jumped a little looking around for the culprit. My new friend just shrugged his shoulders and said that maybe it was a bug. I laid back to enjoy the sound of the waves and the warm sun. I started feeling sleepy and shrugged it off to the warm sun. I closed my eyes and when I awoke I was tied spread eagle to some posts driven into the ground. My new friend was standing over me and he laughed as he watched me struggle to get free. I begged him for help but he said that my time for help was over. I felt the cold ocean starting to lap at my feet and he told me that I had about 20 mins before high tide was in and over my head. I was crying and pleading but he took a seat up on some rocks above me to watch. The ocean was moving up my body as it was now up my legs, then up to my torso. He told me that I was sweet and that he enjoyed our time together. The water was now lapping at my chin with each wave and I knew that it wouldn’t take long before I would drown. Water was now over my mouth and nose and as I choked and drank that seawater I could only blame myself. When high tide went out he came and untied my body and left it on the beach for all the creatures to eat while he went in search of his next victim.
I Sucked Him While They Took Their Last Breath
It is Christmas time and people have become desperate for money. This makes it a lot easier for me and daddy to have a little fun. We find druggies on the street and offer them a little cash or drugs to come back and make a little video. They never even ask what kind of video; they just want a fix. We grabbed a couple of them the other night and after we got them all fucked up, we started. They were dirty and nasty which made it all the hotter. We tied them up and daddy had his way. He didn’t go easy on this group either. He beat them with belts and straps until their skin was broke and blood ran down their bodies. And of course, he let me cut off their tits because that is my thing. For added excitement he used a cattle prod to ram up their dirty nasty pussies, making them scream and shake. It was glorious. My pussy was wet just watching. After torturing them some more he took out his knife and slit their throats. We watched as they twitched and gagged on their own blood. Daddy’s dick was rock hard so I got down on my knees and sucked his cock as videos them so he could capture their very last breaths. It was so fucking hot I can’t wait to do it again.