Category: Violent phone sex

Ass Rape Porn Star Gets Gangbanged by Frat Boys

ass rape pornWhen I started in the adult business, I was known as an ass rape porn star. Many guys still know me as the red-headed anal porn star they jerked off to when they were teenagers. Sometimes, I get recognized. The other night, I was in soccer mom mode. My boys were with me at the movies, when this guy approached me. I thought he knew my boys because he did not look much older than them.

Turns out the boy recognized me from some of my hardcore anal porns. He told me to ditch the boys and come to his party he was having later. I did as he suggested because I was in the mood to party. Soccer mom by day and party mom at night. I showed up to the address he gave me, but there was no party. He invited me in, super excited that I showed up. It was just him and a few friends.

Some of my gangbang rape porn was playing on the TV. These boys switched personalities quickly. One guy threw me down on the ground and the rest of the boys pulled their cocks out and pissed on me. I should have not accepted the offer, but I was dumb once again. They wanted to make a homemade video with me as the star. One of the guys filmed them pissing on me.

Used as an Anal Cum Dumpster

When I acted like I did not like it, they got rougher with me. They pulled at my limbs as started to force fuck me. They did not see me as a mother or even a normal woman. To them, I was nothing but fuck meat. Rape fantasy meat to use. These guys appeared to be college age, but they were so brutal with my holes. They fisted both my holes at once  and laughed when I bled and cried.

I pleaded for mercy. But they did not stop until they all came a couple times. And even then, they continued to fuck me with beer bottles. When they passed out, I gathered my tattered clothes and left. It should not surprise me, but those guys were awfully brutal for their young age. I guess never too young for rape phone sex fantasies.

Gunman Turns Boyfriend and I Into Cock Sluts

Teen rape pornMy boyfriend and I went to the woods so we could have a nice camping trip. Once in the woods, we saw a man who looked like he was struggling putting things into his RV. We went over to help him, offering to pick up some boxes for him. He thanked us for our help and directed us to the inside of the RV. Once we were both inside, he completely changed. He was not as feeble as he made himself out to be. There, he pulled out a gun and told my boyfriend to suck his cock or he’d get shot. My boyfriend looked at me, humiliated knowing he was about to be that man’s bitch.

He got down on his knees and sucked that man’s big cock. He slurped that cock like a little cock slut. When the gunman was satisfied, he grabbed my boyfriend’s hair and threw him to the ground. After that, he told me to come to him, turn around and lift up my skirt. I did as he asked, so he slammed his cock in my asshole. It hurt so bad that I bled, and I screamed for him to stop, but it only made him harder. He came in my ass, and told my boyfriend to lick all the juices off of his cock.

Blasphemy Sex with a Sick Bitch

blasphemy sexDo you like blasphemy sex? I admit I am not religious. So, blasphemy calls are easy for me. I do not understand organized religion. Church goers seem like lemmings to me. They just play a big game of follow the leader and mimic the teachings of some self-righteous asshole. Because church goers follow blindly and most are hypocritical too, I have zero issues messing with them.

Recently, I joined a religious dating app. I just wanted to fuck with some loser lemming. Mark fell for my bait. I catfished him with some stolen Internet picture of a pious looking 20 something woman. Of course, I did not tell him I am a blasphemy phone sex bitch. He needed to believe that I was a church secretary. I knew from a few email exchanges that he held archaic views of women. He asked me how many brats I wanted in the second email. It took all the strength I could muster to refrain from telling him that I enjoy killing brats because they are all the Devil’s spawn.

Satan is More Fun

When he arrived at my place, he almost had a heartache. I would have been disappointed if he died that quickly because I planned on torturing him. He saw me in a Devil’s outfit, complete with horns and a tail. He started praying, but I told him God was not welcome in my house and would not hear his pleas for help. I overpowered him quickly. Once I stripped him naked, he realized I was not a good girl at all. I told him I do the Devil’s work because it is more fun.

I shoved a cross up his ass. He screamed bloody murder too. Get this. The simp was a virgin. He never even dipped his wiener into a warm pussy. He was not enjoying the torture sex, but I was. I spewed some Satanic rituals while I fucked his ass with an object that he believed was sacred. He bled all over that cross too. Of course, I made him spit shine it clean once it was doused in his own shit and blood.

I wanted to kill him. Perhaps, I should have killed him. I mean does this world need any more men who want to keep women barefoot and pregnant in the kitchen. No. But I let him live. Why? Because I want him afraid of every dating a woman again. I wanted to ruin him for life. Although after what I did to his asshole, I bet he is home praying for forgiveness and sitting on an ice pack.

Snuff Sex I Do High or Sober, but it is Easier High on Something

snuff sexSnuff sex occurs when I am high or sober, so why not just always be high? Life is better fucked up. That is sort of my motto. I can snort more lines of cocaine than an Italian gangster in the 70s. But when it comes to drinking, I am a lightweight. I met this snuff director doing a forced intoxication movie. And I somehow thought I would be perfect for the role. Apparently, that was desperation talking. Surprise, I needed coke money.

The director asked me how much I could drink and since I was already high, I told him I had yet to find my limit. Like I said, cocaine? Never a problem but slamming back glasses of bourbon was well out of my comfort zone. I did my best to fake my way through it for the cash. Being a lightweight with alcohol quickly became apparent. I puked everywhere. Picture Linda Blair in the Exorcist after she ate pea soup. That was me without the head spinning around.

The director was not happy I puked. He scolded me. I acted like I thought I was sick from something I ate earlier in the day. I did not want him to think I was not seasoned enough for this kind of snuff porn. However, I failed to fake my way through the movie. The director knew I lied after I puked two more times. Since I ruined his movie, he made a different kind of flick than he intended. I stared in a violent gang bang, not a drunk sex porn.

I did not make the typical drunk girl asking for it sort of movie. This flick resembled a snuff kind of  gang bang. Where in the world 50 men came from suddenly, I will never know. But in the blink of an eye, a bunch of rough looking bikers packed the room to fuck this inebriated whore.  Another movie scene flashed in my head. The one where Jodie Foster makes a gangbang rape porn on the pinball machine in the back of some seedy bar.

I am glad I was shitfaced. Otherwise, I would have felt every cock gaping and shredding my pussy and ass. Lesson learned the hard way. Never lie about being a seasoned drinker. I am just lucky I did not drown in my own puke or die from alcohol poisoning.

Gothic phone sex with master

goth phone sex

My asshole was in so much pain. I met a guy months ago on a gothic chat site. I thought, why not talk to some men for money? Gothic phone sex turned into a meet and greet. User Blu4u was a creep, but he was begging to pay me a top dollar if I could be his slave slut.

Finally, I agreed to meet with him and see what it would all entail. I should have run for my life because I had no idea I’d become so brainwashed I would want all his abuse. User Blu4u quickly changed his tune. First, he was submissive, and then he became a monster. I had to call him master, and he got all he wanted from me. Before I knew it, I’d become his breeding slave.

Now I am stuck being his property and taking all of his abuse. He loves to hear me get into snuff scenarios on the phone and even likes to beat me while I’m on a call.

Stupid Babysitter Whore Fucked and Chucked in Basement

Babysitter phone sex

 

The last babysitter that came to your house did not survive. I had no idea about it, of course, before I came over. I see that your offspring are in the kitchen with their headphones on and looking at their iPads. I go over to them to try and interact, but you tell me that you need some help with something in the basement. A dumb slut like me should know better than to go inside someone’s basement, but I did not think anything of it. Once down there, the torture began.  You push me against the wall and you fantasy rape me. I scream out, but know now why you gave them the headphones. Then, you break the bones in my arms and legs, rendering them ineffective. Once I became your marionette doll, you were able to use me without any resistance. You shoved my pussy on your cock as I cried, beat me until I was bloody, and decided to keep me in the basement. A little doll like me needs to be played with until I break.

Violent Phone Sex Fantasies Turn Me On

 

violent phone sexViolent phone sex fantasies turn me on. As a sexy switch, many dark fantasies make me wet. Sometimes, a man is too vanilla for me though, and I must make some violent memories of my own. I met Todd online. The Internet allows sexy women like me to arrange a date in 30 minutes or less. However, Todd presented himself much differently to me than he was. I hate being catfished. Now, he did look exactly like his picture. But he lied about his personality. No darkness resides in this dude. Some darkness exists in him now though.

Although any man who spends any amount of time with me quickly enjoys the devious things on my mind. I needed to spend extra time with Todd to make him kidnap a little boy for me to play with. How did I do that? With a little suffocation phone sex fun. I sat on his face for over an hour. I smothered him with my lady humps. When we talked online, he was down to hunt with me. We discussed getting a young girl for him to fuck too. I thought we could find easily a young brother and sister to play adult games with.

suffocation phone sexWhen Todd arrived, he decided it would be just us playing. He posed as a deviant man on a dark web dating site just to fuck this sexy blonde. I was not flattered. I was annoyed. So, I sat my pussy and ass on his face until he complied with our original plans. Todd struggled to breathe. He had a choice. Hunt with me as planned or die from suffocation. He chose the right path.

Todd feared me now, but that fear motivated him to find a young boy for my rape phone sex fantasies. He picked me out a winner too. A boy with a hairless dick and all the energy in the world still. The boy feared me too, but I found use for him just like I did Todd. That little boy rabbit fucked my pussy for hours. I enjoy catch and release games with the right partner. Is that you?

Accomplice Phone Sex: It is Better to Be the Helper Than the Dead

accomplice phone sexAccomplice phone sex makes me wet. It is better to be the helper than the victim. I am accustomed to the latter. Being the accomplice is more fun. I guess I am at that age where the seedy crowd I hang with finds me over the hill. I am in my early 40s. Although I do not think that is dead yet, many men do. So, I improvise now when trying to score drugs. I offer up my pussy and if that is not good enough, I promise to bring back something young and tight.

My primary drug dealer stated he still wants to fuck my old holes, but sometimes he craves teen rape porn. And yesterday was one of those days. I gave him what he wanted too. A woman can lure young girls away easier than any man. We do not present a stranger danger to them. Not in the same way you would. I drove around in my soccer mom car until I saw this little teen twat bullying another girl. In that moment, I decided my dealer would love her fuck holes. And he did.

Better a Young Bitch Than Me

The girl got in the car with me because she knew one of my teen sons. I felt badly lying to the girl, but she seemed like a twat. Women need to hold young girls accountable for stealing their men. Anyway, I knew this girl would not survive the night. So, I was not worried that she would turn me into the police. She could not rat me out, buried ten feet under the ground.

My dealer loved her. He thought she was the perfect mix of sugar and spice. She made his dick hard and that was all I cared about. An erection for my dealer means coke for me. My dealer explored his rape phone sex fantasies for hot teen twat last night and I helped him. What did I care? I got my coke. I did need to dispose of the body afterwards. But that was no big deal if I was getting a big bag of coke for my efforts. Keep me coked up and I will bring you anything you want.

Goth teen phone sex succubus

goth teen phone sex

Enchantress of goth teen phone sex harper is a succubus. Your little whore knows that you will never be able to resist all the evil inside of me. I have a way about me that makes men fall into the vilest parts of their souls. I know what happens when I suck your cock and fill your mind with filth. Suddenly every corrupt snuff fantasy you have spills out of you for me to play with. To use against you in my hypnotic way. I have always had to be careful of what I do. I’m the type of little bitch that loves pain, giving, and receiving. I don’t fucking care if she is your daughter, wife, or sister. If you need someone to pull a blade and slice her neck, I’m fucking down. If you need me to split apart your ass and make you into hamburger to feed the homeless tent village, well so be it. I love blood, gore, and pain in all forms.  Taboo phone sex that will make you my evil slave of darkness. 

Babysitter Phone Sex Pays for My Cocaine Habit

babysitter phone sexI love bad babysitter phone sex. I have been supplementing my income lately. My husband told me that if I wanted coke, I had to pay for it myself. I have whored myself out so much my fuck holes are all loose. Most men will not trade me sex for coke anymore. So, I started babysitting. No, babysitting is not how I make my coke money. I find a cute girl or boy, and I auction off their fuck holes. It is like Ebay on the dark web. I take pictures of them, and who bids the highest gets to come over the next time I babysit that brat. I am selling rape phone sex fantasies. Men pay for those tight virginal holes. Way more than they ever did for my fuck holes. I had this guy bid a few grand to fuck this cute little boy’s ass. Last night was my second night sitting for him. People trust me. I am a mom. I may be a mom, but I am a druggy whore first. This boy was not my son. What did I care what happened to him if I got enough money to stay coked up 365 days of the year? I drugged the boy. I gave him a laxative to clean him out and it was mixed with Valium to knock him out. His butthole would be sore, but it would just look like he had a bad case of diarrhea, which is what I would tell the parents. This boy was cute. He was not awake for the ass rape porn part of the night, but that was how I planned it. My high bidder got to pop the ass cherry of a young boy. I got paid so I could get coke. And that boy will have a sore asshole for a few days. No real damage done, and he will not remember a thing. What would you pay me to fuck a young boy or girl?