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Accomplice Phone Sex Part 2 of our BBC Break In Story

As my plan of Accomplice phone sex with Randy continued, he stayed true to his word and kept with the plan to ravage my stepmom’s bald little white pussy.  His big black cock was being taken without any resistance as expeccted.

With one swift movement, he was inside of me causing pain unlike anything experienced before due to our size difference yet also an intense pleasure that made every nerve ending tingle with anticipation for more punishment or reward – whichever came first! As he began moving faster pushing deeper into wet heat each time making sure not miss any spot along the way (including anal),I couldn’t help but scream louder begging him not stop while tears streamed down face m y mixed emotions of fear and arousal. The big black man took control, demanding my submission as he pounded into me without mercy. He pulled on my hair, slapped my ass cheeks hard causing them to sting but also making the pleasure more intense. I could feel myself getting wetter with each thrust as if begging for him to take what was his – no matter how forcefully or violently it might be taken from me.”Please…more!” I cried out between moans,”Fill every inch of this spoiled bitch!”

His rough hands gripped onto both sides of head forcing mouth open wider so he could whisper filthy words directly into ear while using free hand roughly massaging other breast leaving nipple standing at attention under thin fabric still covering it.”You like being treated like this?” He growled lowly before slamming home one last time sending waves shockwaves through entire body followed by hot sticky load shooting deep inside womb claiming her completely.  As he pulled out, I could feel the warmth of his seed dripping down my thighs and onto the floor. The intruder chuckled darkly before standing up and zipping himself back up. “You’re quite a piece of work,” he said with a smirk as they both disappeared into shadows leaving me there alone; breathless, sore but strangely satisfied by what had just happened despite knowing it was wrong on so many levels…or maybe because of that very reason!

I lay there panting heavily trying to catch my breath while feeling sticky residue between legs slowly drying under cool air conditioning vent nearby wondering if this newfound desire would ever be quenched or if these types encounters were all I deserved being such an unfaithful wife.

Castration Phone Sex: It’s a Wonderful Knife This Time of Year

castration phone sexCastration phone sex losers? On Black Friday, I took a record of 8 balls in one day. If I am confessing my dirty antics, I took a few cocks and a few lives too. Who knew I could meet so many losers in a single day. Now, I am not one for shopping, but I did venture out on Black Friday. But not to shop. I went hunting for worthless sacks of shit. And guess what? They were out in droves. Killed a few Karens too, but that story I will save for another day.

I want to tell you about Tim. This idiot appeared so stupid that it was a wonder he could remember how to breathe. He cut me off when I turned into the mall parking lot. But it gets better. He followed me to a parking space and cut me off again. Then he proceeded to yell at me and call me names. No way could I let him get away with that. I make snuff porn. And I eat men like him for breakfast.

I Will Take Your Balls for Looking at Me Wrong

I gave him a hot shot. The sun was not even up yet, and no one was paying attention to me anyway. The folks in the lot only had sales on their mind. But I had murder on my mind. I knew this loser’s name was Tim because I took his wallet. He woke up on my castration chair. That’s my old death row chair that I repurposed. I am all about recycling.

When Tim woke up, he found himself naked and strapped to the chair with a ball gag in his mouth. I separated his cock and balls. A castration band had turned his balls a pretty blue already. The fear in his eyes made me wet. I informed him of his crimes. But I am the judge and jury. I did not care what he had to say for himself. So, I chopped his balls off. I did not cauterize the wound because I had no plans for him to live.

He kept passing out, so I slapped him back awake. I wanted him to feel the pain. Oh, he felt it. I took his cock too. After an hour of genital torture sex, I killed him and fed him to the wildlife. Although I wanted to make his suffering last longer, I had other cocks and balls to castrate, and Karens to kill. With me, it’s a wonderful knife this time of year.

Home invasion phone sex beat your cock while breaking in.

Home invasion phone sex beat your cock while breaking in. Now you’re going to let me do the all the stealth. Slipping quickly and quietly through the window. A small form will flit between the rooms with barely a whisper of sound. Moving silently to the back door to let you in. Giving your cock a squeeze to make sure he is going to be ready when the time is right.

Follow right behind me. Show you the way to the bedroom of your choosing. I know what you are thinking and I for one will take the first room just to the left. It holds a nice fresh youngling. Ripe for the picking.

Checking first left and right. All is silent. Opening the door just wide enough to slip through. It must be remembered that the most prized possession is right next to adults. Keeping the tight little pink cunt close and guarded. In other words, silence, stealth, and manipulation is going to win the day.

Upon reaching her, I immediately use Velcro to secure her and duct tape over her mouth. Eye springing open. Now the only question as you enter the room is will, we take her with once you’re through with her or do we leave her unconscious? It’s your fantasy.

For now, take the tight little pussy. I will guide you in.

Home invasion phone sex

Accomplice Phone Sex

Accomplice phone sex

Accomplice phone sex became a scary thing for me. He made me do it. He said that if I didn’t get him the perfect prize I would pay. What was I supposed to do? She was so young and pretty standing there when I approached her. I knew she wasn’t going to expect to be snatched up, so I was prepared just like he told me. I gagged her choked her until she blacked out. When she came to, we both were bound and tied to each other. She looked so young, and I felt so bad her tears made mine flow too. We both begged for him to let us go but he just laughed and me and the “new nigglet” for thinking we were worthy of any mercy. She held my hand as he gave her lashes to her face and tits from a whip, he got off the table. I felt her fear surge through me like a current straight down to my twat. Cream trickled down my leg as she squeezed tighter and tighter trying to withstand the blows. Usually, my fear and shame alone overwhelm my pussy but hers was like a drug. It flooded my veins, rushed to my head and filled me with satisfaction. For once SHE was the victim. SHE was nobody to him.  SHE was just a plaything. I loved it and she didn’t even know. The girl was crying and on the verge of passing out when he walked over to the table again and brought over what looked like a cattle prod. It made buzzy noises as he zapped away at her little cunt. “JUSTIN PLEASE” she screamed out. I didn’t even know him by name so how did she? All I could think was… who are these people? who would have thought accomplice phone sex was so much work.

 

Home Invasion Phone Sex Payback Time Part 1

Home invasion phone sexHome Invasion Phone Sex is sometimes necessary, especially when you want to put a hot gold-digging slut in her place. My stepmom loves cock, and seemed to jump on anyone but my dad’s.  So I arranged something evil for her with the help of my friend Randy. As she eagerly anticipated putting on a fake smile and wet cunt for my father, while fantasizing about younger cock and watching BBC porn all day while my daddy worked so hard, she heard a thump.  She put her dildo away and sprang up to go greet my dad.

However, as she got downstairs by the door, she was startled by Randy, a tall handsome black man, who had gotten past security and was standing in his form-fitting outfit at the front door. I was close behind lurking with the camera so we could get off remembering this day forever. Before she could even scream or react, Randy grabbed hold of her tightly and pinned her down on their marble floor covered in expensive rugs. His rough hands gripped onto every curve of hers as he ripped off what little clothing remained between them revealing supple skin underneath that begged for his touch…or rather demanded it!

“You like this don’t you?” He whisper-growled into their earlobe causing shivers to run through their spine despite herself. “Yes…” moaning softly against cold cold floors beneath us both,

“I want someone strong like you inside me!” Her words echo around the empty mansion. I was visibly shaking with the camera in anger.  Watching that pussy drip with cum all over my friend.  Watching her beg him for more of his big black cock.  Telling him things like “Stuff every hole, do it hard, I want it hard”

I watched as Randy spread her pussy open by force, her cheeks parting not reluctantly under the pressure of his hands gripping tight around her waistline. She was forever trying to maintain some sense of control yet amidst this terrifying situation,  she seemed unable to resist the urge deep within that demanded release. “Take what you want..make that big black cock feel good, I am your BBC slut and will fuck this cock every fucking day better than you’ve ever been fucked!”

Rape phone sex fantasies is what I helped him use his wife for

I meet nasty pervs who have Rape phone sex fantasies even husbands who need to have their wives fucked by big black cock by force. Knowing their little dicks could never rip their pussy hole open like that turns them on. “I need you to help me get my wife rough fucked’. First agreed and then we found some dick for her to get fucked with. It was easy since all bbc love white pussy.

Rape phone sex fantasies

I invited all the ones I know for a secret gangbang. “Don’t stop until your balls are empty, it doesn’t matter what the bitch wants” I tell them all. First when the nasty hubby and his wife come over, I give them a drink, hers is spiked. Once the drinks hit her and she got woozy, her husband and I tied her up and undressed her. After I put the ball gag in her mouth, i say “wake up bitch, your husband and I have a surprise for your whore holes”.

I love the fear in your eye as all the bbc bulls walk in. “My darling wife you will get your holes ripped tonight” he says with a big smile on his face. After that I “say come on boys fuck her holes while I film it. Gangbang rape porn is so hot to watch so why not take advantage and make some. One by one the bbc bulls picked a hole to start ripping open.

“Yes, fuck my slut wife take her even with tears flowing down her face” he says as we both watch his wife get fucked hard. With camera at hand i move around trying to get money shots of her getting filled up with that hot thick jizz. Finally, her husband was ready to cum and splashed her face with his thick load. He needed to see her get used.

Torture Phone Sex Fantasies with Rena

Ever have a fantasy about Torture Phone Sex? Well here is mine. Torture Phone SexWe are walking down a dark alley late at night when we spot a young couple strolling hand in hand. They look innocent enough, but that only makes them more appealing targets for our evil plans. As they approach, you step out from the shadows and force them into an abandoned warehouse nearby with the threat of a knife to their throats. Once inside, the man begs for mercy while his girlfriend whimpers in fear – it amuses me how easily people break under pressure like this.

We tie both of them up tightly using ropes and chains; their struggles are futile against your strength and expertise in restraint techniques. Then comes the fun part – torturing each one separately before finally killing them off slowly over several days or even weeks if time permits. Playing with each other, getting off while we watch them suffer, because our minds are  twisted and evil as they come.

You start by cutting off his clothes piece by piece, reveling in the mix of humiliation and terror on his face as he’s exposed to us. We laugh at his pathetic self. Then comes the knife play – slicing into him here and there just enough to draw blood but not kill immediately; it heightens their senses while also making them more vulnerable for what comes next. Nothing makes your cock harder.

Next up is our scream queen who thinks she can escape this nightmare unscathed because “she’s a good person.” Oh how wrong she is! Her turn begins with some light bondage involving ropes around her wrists above her head so that when pulled taut they stretch out those delicate shoulders blades beautifully (smirks). As if that weren’t enough torment already, I proceed to carve words onto various parts of her body using sharp objects like razor blades or box cutters – pain mixed with fear etched permanently onto perfect skin will be quite a sight once everything goes downhill from here. Watching her naked bloody body squirm makes us hot as we stick things in holes and force these victims to be at our mercy.

We play with each other in between torturing them, I’m wet as a lake and you stay hard the more we torrture these poor pathetic fools.

Snuff Movies Inspire Me and Maybe My Kills Inspire Horror Directors Too

snuff moviesI love making snuff movies. Sometimes, Hollywood horror films inspire me. No one inspires me more than Eli Roth. His snuff is fake, but it inspires me, nonetheless. His first film to inspire me was Hostel 2. This scene in the beginning where a sexy woman bathes in the blood of some young girl hanging above her made me so wet. I ended up kidnapping a few young teen girls just to recreate the kill. Teenage blood is the fountain of youth. Great for the skin.

Recently, I saw his last film Thanksgiving. A tad formulaic  for a horror film, but the flick contains some great kills. This move had more blood and guts than some real snuff porn I have watched in the past. Two scenes made my cunt wet. The first one involved the evisceration of a woman. The killer cut her in half with a table saw letting her guts spill out onto the floor.

Horror Movies Often Inspire My Kills

The second scene that got a rise out of me involved a stepmom being basted with butter and stuck in a huge industrial oven. The killer cooked step mommy a golden brown and fed her to daddy to eat. When she came out of the oven, she looked like the perfect Thanksgiving meal. Crispy, golden brown, tender and adorned with potatoes and vegetables. Just how I prepare a meal too. In fact, the scene seemed like a page out of my special cookbook.

Now, I am hunting for the perfect Christmas meal. This is the perfect time for me to kidnap my meal too. Sometimes, it can take weeks to prepare the perfect meal for a cannibalism phone sex feast. Maybe Eli Roth has seen some of my real underground snuff slicks and used some of my kills for his movie. Although I doubt that he knows who I am, I will in the approaching weeks be looking to kill just like his villain did in his latest movie. But I could use an accomplice. Who’s hungry?

Young voice phone sex is fun and sick!

 

Young voice phone sex

Young voice phone sex is fun & sick! As a girl of the most perverse and depraved interests, I desire a satisfaction far beyond what vanilla fantasies can provide. My name is Marley and I’m fond of anything disgusting! I’m here to have a good time by expressing the darkest, more twisted fantasies that have been locked away inside of me. I don’t know why I enjoy them so deeply, but I do.

What I seek for you to share with me in our session is something really kinky. Give me something about a big, thick cock covered in delicious, warm blood that makes my pussy get all wet. Talk to me about the kind of Ass rape porn that only I seem to crave. I want you to push those boundaries – I’m a good girl, even if I don’t act like one very often.

You don’t have to take me seriously – in fact, it’s better if you don’t. Laughing at the absurdity of it all can make it all the more realistic, and can be really helpful in changing the expectations in our relationship. I’m definitely not your average girl, so really let yourself go with wild fantasies and thrilling stories. In the mind of Marley, there are no limits.

So if you want to get in on the Killer phone sex action, I am the one for you. It’s always a pleasure to make your fantasies come true and I’m always ready and willing. I love it when I can take you over the edge and explore your shrillest inner desires. Let’s make it as twisted, dark, and violent as we can and I promise you won’t be disappointed. So feel free to reach out for more.

Torture Sex Live Stream with My Favorite Son

torture sexIt is always torture sex with my son. Sometimes, I think he is addicted to beating me as I am addicted to his coke. But he loves me. Why else would he keep me so high? We live in a transactional world. If my boy gives me a huge bowl of coke, I know I need to help him with a live stream. The holidays are approaching, and everyone needs money. Except for me. I just need coke.

My boy let me get high first before he turned on the camera. I do not mind being his punching bag. He loves to see me purple and blue. His favorite colors. I heard the chimes before he even through his first punch. I think my boy knows what the fans want. They love seeing a snuff porn star beaten black, and blue.

As my face came up from the bowl of cocaine, my boy punched me. Not in the face though. He would never damage my sniffer. But the rest of my body is fair game. The more he punched me the more chimes I heard. He even bounced my head against the wall. Although I did not feel much because of the coke, I heard the ringing in my ears. Perhaps it disoriented me a bit. But my dizziness could have been all the coke I snorted too.

I Enjoy Being My Son’s Punching Bag

The real torture involved my 4th hole. Until he fucked my urethra, I thought I only had three holes to fuck. Nope. My ass used to be his favorite hole. He has fucked my ass so many times, and so hard in the past, I can push out my prolapse on command. And although I did show off my prolapse for my son and his home viewers, my pee hole took the brunt of his anger. My 4th hole is my tightest hole.

Mommy is nothing more than a punching bag. But like I said, I never mind. My boy loves me. He gets me coke. If he needs to use me as his ass rape porn star, destroy my urethra and beat me, so be it. Being his punching bag does not mean he does not love me. Although I am still sore as fuck, my son gave me enough coke to survive a beating from Mike Tyson.