Category: Violent phone sex

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

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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?

Snuff Movies are Hot to Watch, But Better to Make with Me

snuff moviesI like to watch snuff movies and fuck. I get off watching some guy destroy some young girl. Snuff is way hotter for me when I am not the one getting snuffed out, LOL. I had a guy over to fuck last night. We were watching some homemade snuff flicks, and he decided he wanted to make one. We did not have much time to plan, but he knew the perfect girl. He has this ex-girlfriend with a hot teen slut daughter. His ex is a night nurse, and she leaves the girl alone at night. I guess she is old enough to be trusted while she sleeps. But she is not old enough to know what to do during home invasion phone sex yet. He knew where the hidden key was. We broke in without making much noise. She slept with us standing over her. She looked like an angel sleeping. I put my hand over her mouth as she screamed. My hand was quickly replaced with his cock. We both had ski masks on to be unrecognizable. If he needed an alibi, I would be his. I had on a black short wig to hide my long blonde hair. I was doing my best to look like another guy to her. He fucked her first. No blood. Little whore was not a virgin. He held her down and I fucked her with a strapon. She had no clue that it was not two men who fucked her. I would be the perfect alibi because she would report that two masked men broke into her bedroom. I just grunted and pumped in her. I have been fucked enough to know how to imitate a man’s rape phone sex fantasies. We both fucked her. But we both wore condoms, so no DNA could be found in her swollen cunt. We tied her to the bed, so mommy would find her. We went back to my place, burned our clothes in the fire pit, showered and fucked our brains out. Sometimes, the real thing is hotter than any snuff flick.

Taboo Phone Sex Fantasies Just Need the Right Accomplice

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex fantasies are what I am talking about. I like to be the sexy GFE with a twist. I am the kind of girlfriend who helps you pick out a piece of candy to sample. I have this man in my life who loves Lolita pussy. He got a taste for it when he was dating this other girl. She had a small army of brats with different baby daddies. She would get wasted, as in passed out wasted, and he would fuck the girls. He told me once he even fucked one of her son’s assholes, because from behind he looked like a girl with that bubble butt. He did not care because a tight hole is a tight hole. We were talking about his past experiences, and I was getting wet. I suggested we go find his next teen rape porn star. We hopped in the car and went cruising. I found just the one for him. It was a boy. A young teen boy with girlish features and long hair. He had a cute bubble butt. My friend was super hard looking at the boy. He just likes tight holes. I think most men do. My friend does not have a super big cock, so my holes are not tight for his average cock. But a boy butt would be just right. I lured the boy away. Asked him if he wanted to party with me. He was down for it. How could he not be? We went back to my friend’s place. I did a sexy striptease for the boy. He was straight despite his appearance. He looked right at me and started stroking his cock. The joint I gave him was laced with something that would put him in la la land quickly. Once it kicked in, my friend was turning that boy into his private ass rape porn star. The boy woke up and I let him suck on my tits as a consolation prize. He screamed into my boobs. It was a fun night. Maybe not so much for the boy, but he won’t remember much once the drugs wear off.

make it painful

 

snuff sex

I sure enjoy a lot of great snuff sex because it’s rough and intriguing. You can save all that lovey dovey crap. I want some real fucking.  Give me the kind of fun that makes my toes curl and my legs shake, and I need that big Rod balls deep inside me. You can have all that sweet romantic bullcrap. It’s time that I enjoy some real ass and twat pounding. Ever since I became a snuff lover, I have looked for the best kind of fucks to make my cunt get off and be enjoyed. You know I am a bit fucked in the head when I want to have my ass destroyed, my nipples tortured, and I beg for nothing but pain. Who said I was a prim and proper lady? You know I am a wild slut to the bone, and I want to be treated as such every time I fuck. Make it feel painful because that is so good.

Dumb Teen Whore Strangled and Throat Fucked

Strangulation phone sexYou don’t need my permission to strangle me. That’s why you wrapped your hands around my neck the second you stepped into my apartment. You told me that you were my roommate’s father, and were looking to spend more time with her. Being a naïve whore, I did not even question why you didn’t look a thing like her or knew even know the most basic concepts about her personality. A girl like me wouldn’t have survived long in this world anyway. It is better to put me out of my misery. Take your cock out and shove it down my throat while  you choke me. Use me like a cum rag, getting as deep as you can inside of me so your whole cock can feel amazing. Aren’t I a nasty little slut? You finally cum inside my throat, filling me with your cream, but the air has left my lungs, so that cum will stay in my throat forever. Even in death, I’ll gag on your cum.

Bondage Phone Sex is Fun, But Real-Life Bondage is Just Painful

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex is fun for me. On the phone, it is just fantasy. Sometimes, I get so fucked up that I forget where fantasy ends, and reality begins. I think because I did a fantasy on the phone, I can do it in real life. It never works out that way. When I saw an ad for a bondage whore, I applied. I thought I could handle it. I needed the money for some fun money. Well, coke money. That is my fun money. The guy just wanted to photograph a woman utilizing his new bondage equipment. He is a designer of BDSM equipment. I would be helping him promote his new line. Seemed like the most legit gig of my life. It was not legit. He did make bondage equipment, but the ad was just a ploy to get a snuff sex whore for personal use. He did tie me up and take photographs. But it was what he did in between shots that had me wishing I had never seen his ad. He used a spider gag in my mouth so he could piss down my throat and I could do nothing but swallow it. He put a labia spreader strap on me, pulling my cunt lips apart so he could fist me. He did use lube but got his arm inside of me elbow deep. I felt that. He has a big arm. I thought he might pull my girl parts out with him. He was taking pictures, but I knew this was for his personal spank bank. He put me in his metal stockade so he could fuck me ass. He shoved his cock in and out of my asshole using one his new floggers on my back. My ass got a better work out than an ass rape porn star.  I got my money, but this bondage experience was nothing like a phone call. A call never left me bruised, battered and sore as fuck.

Home Invasion Phone Sex Fantasies Don’t Always Go As Planned

home invasion phone sexHome invasion phone sex fantasies are not as common as some of the other types of requests I get. But I do love a good B&E fantasy. The other night, I was living a real B&E fantasy, but it turned into a nightmare. I was with this guy I met on the dark net. He wanted to break into this house and fuck this teenage girl who cock teases him. He told me she gave him her address. I thought he was joking at first, but he was dead serious. He had it all planned out. It did not matter if I wanted to break into the home of this teen twat and her family or not. I was an accessory one way or another, so I might as well join him. If I did not get arrested, I would have a hot taboo phone sex story to share. And, I do!

This girl appeared alone in the house. We broke in through a window that was left open. It was a cool night, around 70 degrees, so they likely had the AC off. Nice, gated neighborhood. I am sure very little crime happens here. We went through the house, and something seemed off to me I wanted to go, but he would not listen. No parents anywhere. Who leaves their teenage girl at home in the wee hours of the night? I started to think about this old movie, The Little Girl Who Lives Down the Lane. I thought maybe she killed her parents, and they are rotting in the basement. I had a bad feeling, but my friend was dead set on fucking this teen girl. He even had it in his mind she wanted him to do this so they could fuck.

I stood outside keeping guard while he explored his teen rape porn dreams. It did not go as he had planned. I heard screaming and it was not a girl’s scream, LOL. He came running out of the room bleeding between his legs. That little cock tease tried to castrate him. It was almost like she planned on him sneaking into her house to fuck her. She is the little girl who lived down the lane. I grabbed a towel, and we ran out of there like we were on fire. She stabbed in the balls. He was not castrated, but he is out of commission for a while. He should have listened to me. Something was off. This young girl set him up. She might be a future snuff queen. Maybe I need to talk to her. I know where she hangs out.

Leg Fetishist Slashes Legs off Pretty Teen

Bloody phone sexLet’s skip the kidnapping, the bondage and the slow introduction to my demise. I know you want to get into the good stuff, and my killer had so much fun with my body. Do you know that magic act where a magician slices the legs of his beautiful assistant, her legs seemingly still moving after being cut apart? How about if the magician never put her back together. My fetishistic killer took a chainsaw to my beautiful legs, telling me he wanted to preserve them. You would not believe the bloodcurdling scream I let out as he split me, with me begging him to stop and, later, begging him to kill me. Once he got my legs, he took the time to put them on his worktable. He was going to work, but only once he could get some quiet. That’s when he took his cock and shoved it down my throat, choking me until I passed out. At my top half, he hacked away, blood squirting from all parts, waking me. It was only when he chopped off my head that I stopped screaming. Who knew I had legs to kill for?