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Home invasion phone sex gets nasty and hardcore

Home invasion phone sex is a great way to work out that tension that’s been building up! I was at this restaurant the other day and this sweet young waitress had the biggest cunt of a customer she was that Karen that needed her mouth stuffed with a fat cock to shut her up. I felt bad for this girl and wanted to show this bitch some karma. So, my boyfriend and I followed her ass back to her house later that night we broke in and tied her and her piece of shit husband up. I spread her legs apart while my boyfriend tied her ankles up. She was perfectly secure to the bed arms above her head. Her pathetic whimpering ass whining on the bed all helpless she wasn’t a big bad bitch any more. I put some nipple clamps on her hard shivering tits they were quite pretty tits I have to say. It was great having her loser husband watching tied up in the corner. She was whining was to much, so I muffled her face with my pussy. Eat my pussy you stupid cunt while my boyfriend tears your pussy to shreds. He started with his cock and by the time we were done with her sorry ass she was taking both of our fists one up her ass and one in her stupid cunt. She was a gaping whore by the time we finished and a bit of a bloody mess. Next time she’ll think twice before acting like a fucking bitch!home invasion phone sex

Strangulation Phone Sex Fantasies Are My Favorite!

Strangulation Phone Sex

I love when guys tell me their Strangulation Phone Sex fantasies, they’re some of my favorite things to hear.

I love hearing about all the ways you would use your big, strong hands around my neck while you slide that fat, girthy member in and out of me.

I’m at your complete disposal and will do whatever you say, Master.

And if I’m not being an obedient good girl, you can punish me any way you see fit.

No matter how hard you go, if I start to black out, my life will be in your hands.

Fuck me and choke me with your hard cock down my throat.

Make me gasp for air and strangle me at the same time!

I am your little sex slave from now on! 

Sadistic Phone Sex Vice In The Best Fuck Drug Body

I am Geneva, an Sadistic Phone Sex vice for men to use. In fact, I’m a masochistic little whore who exists only to be broken and humiliated.
Ultimately, I actively crave abuse. The rougher they treat me, the wetter I get. Recently, a man locked me in a tiny metal cage for an entire week. This was because I didn’t make him cum fast enough.
In fact, he fed me nothing but dog food soaked in toilet water. I lapped it from a bowl on the floor like the pathetic bitch I am.  Of course, I deserved every single second of that degradation.
First, he spits thick globs of saliva directly into my face and calls me his worthless cum rag. Then he yanks out his heavy leather belt and beats me mercilessly. Aggressively lashing my ass, thighs, and tits until they turn black and blue. Leaving me sobbing on the floor.

Sadistic Phone Sex is How I Get Destroyed

However, the real ecstasy hits when he draws back his fist and punches me full-force in the face. Ultimately, knocking out teeth and sending me into sweet unconsciousness.
Suddenly, I wake up choking as ice-cold water pours over my broken body. All while his massive fist is already shoved wrist-deep inside my stretched asshole.
The brutal mix of freezing shock and savage fisting rips a violent orgasm out of me. Obviously, I squirt so hard I soak the floor like I’m pissing myself. And my cunt spasming uncontrollably around nothing.
Yet nothing satisfies me more than total destruction. I need a man who will shove my face deep between my massive tits and smother me until I stop breathing. Truth be told, I dream about him pounding my ass and wrapping that belt around my neck. Then holding me down as my lungs burn and my body convulses in one final, pathetic orgasm.
Deep down, part of me hopes he never lets go — that he finally snuffs out this pitiful excuse for a human being.
It’s true, I can only cum when I’m being treated like the lowest, most worthless slut imaginable. The more he degrades, beats, and destroys me, the harder I explode. I actively seek out men who will ruin me completely, because this is exactly what I deserve.
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Violent Phone Sex Happens Even When I Do Not Go Looking for Trouble

violent phone sexMen love to explore their violent phone sex fantasies with a redheaded mommy. Most men find me a double poison. A ginger whore and a mommy whore. Whatever reason men demonstrate a lot of anger towards redheads and mommies. So sometimes I feel because I am both, I get the brunt of the abuse.

Sometimes you could say I asked for it. I seek it out because I want to earn money for cocaine. Other times, it just happens to me. And last night it just happened to me, and I didn’t even get any cocaine out of it. I met a friend at a dive bar. This guy and I never fuck. We just party together sometimes. And bitch about our spouses. His wife seems just as uptight as my husband does about our love for the white powder.

I drank a few beers with him and then he left because his wife started texting him incessantly about his whereabouts. I decided to stay and finish my beer. And that right there appeared to be my mistake. Sitting alone in a bar filled with men looking at me like hungry vultures. I knew I would struggle to get out the door without becoming a gangbang rape porn star once again.

Even When I Don’t Go Looking, Trouble Finds Me

I minded my own business. Paid my tab and started to leave. I kept my eyes down so that nobody could say I made eye contact with them and I asked for it. But before I got out the door, somebody grabbed me by my curly red hair and pulled me back. And I almost reached the door handle. The bartender locked the door, turned off the outside lights and yelled to the bar patrons, “showtime.” What the fuck I thought. Showtime, what the hell did that mean? For a moment I thought they might turn into hungry vampires like in From Dusk to Dawn.

And yes, I became scared. Very scared. All these men descended on me like a pack of rabid wolves. They tore my clothes off and smacked my face. Some of them choked on me while a few others pissed on me. Once they stripped me naked one guy lifted me up and slammed me down on the bar where the rest of them proceeded to gangbang me.

So, I looked over to the bartender with pleading eyes of help, and he just laughed, pulled out his camera phone, and started filming my assault. Nothing worse than drunk, sweaty men all on top of you fucking you and forcing their cocks and their fingers into various holes. Why does this always happen to me. Even when I don’t look for trouble, I find it. I should’ve left with my friend.

Men Love to Gang Bang a Ginger Mommy

About 30 men fucked me. And violently fucked me too. They wanted to explore their rape phone sex fantasies with a ginger mommy and they did. Cum oozed out of my ass and my pussy. Plus, chunks seemed lodged in my hair and all over my body too. I smelled like cum and piss. Bruises started showing up on my body from where they grabbed me, pulled me and punched me.

But eventually, the bartender unlocked the door, turned the lights back on and told me to get out. And he warned me if I said a word of this to anyone that little video would be sent to my husband. I didn’t doubt him. He knows my name. And with my credit card information on file, he could certainly find out where I live and obtain my phone number easily too.  

But I am on video getting gangbanged in a bar. Yep. Keeping my mouth shut. So once again, I cannot go to the cops. I must take the abuse and figure out yet another lie for why mommy came home covered in bruises and walking like she just went horseback riding.

Bloody Phone Sex is Messy But Very Enjoyable

bloody phone sexBloody phone sex makes my pussy wet. I love the smell, the feel and the taste of blood. Although I don’t consider myself a vampire, I’m not squeamish about blood either. In fact, the bloodier the better for me.

Last night, I turned my dungeon into a horror movie scene. Although I usually kill men, I’m not opposed to murdering cunts. I will never kill a fellow Goth girl, but if any other woman crosses me, she may lose her life. And this little coed cheerleader seemed like nothing more than a mean girl to me. She caught my eye at the mall because she walked around like her shit didn’t stink. Rude to salespeople and other women in the mall. I went into stealth mode and stalked her. And she appeared so self-absorbed that she didn’t even notice me.

When she noticed me, she got incredibly rude and snippy with me for no reason. So, I stalked her after she left the mall and kidnapped her. I planned on making a snuff sex movie with her. She fought the entire time. And she hurled one insult after another. The self-absorbed mean girl would wreak havoc no more. I told her I planned to slaughter her. And I promised her I would make it bloody and painful.

Some Girls Deserve to Die

Bloody and painful I specialize in. No fun to kill your prey quickly and painlessly. First order of business with this cunt, sexual mutilation. I sliced off her clit and her nipples and forced her to swallow them. I cut each breast off and wore them like a party hat. And I stabbed her cunt giving her an abortion without being pregnant. Shredded the inside of her womb. She kept passing out from the pain and I would use smelling salts to bring her back among the living. She needed to feel this pain, not sleep through it.

After hours of torture, her pulse became weak. I knew she did not have much left in her. She could no longer fight nor talk. So, I decided to bring out my chainsaw. I rarely use it. But I find that a chainsaw makes a good companion. I severed all her limbs and eventually split her body in two. But I wanted the blood splatter. I wanted to feel her hot blood coating my body. And I wanted her blood splattered on my floor floors and walls of my dungeon.

Once I accumulated a pile of her mutilated body, I tossed it out to the wildlife like a butcher, giving stray dogs scraps of beef. The coyotes and the wolves came out and started feasting on her remains. And they saw me covered in her blood. She deserved a violent phone sex death. And she got it. I doubt anybody will miss this bitch. Mean girls just get meaner with time. So, somebody needs to put them out of our misery sooner rather than later. And why can’t that be me?

Blasphemy Phone Sex Whore Cora Loves Getting Sinful!

Blasphemy Phone Sex

As a Blasphemy Phone Sex Whore, I love to get dressed up like a nun and get fucked raw.

I love being as sinful as possible. I just want Jesus to hate me!

Being a dirty, nasty slut, spreading my cheeks in the back of a church while everyone is singing their songs.

They won’t be the only ones yelling “Oh God Yes!”

You can hang me from the cross, too!

Tie me down on the cross and let me hang while you fuck me.

Hold a knife to my throat while you face fuck me.

Let me gag and choke in front of the Lord!

I would let you do whatever you want to my lifeless body! 

Let’s get sent to hell for all the nasty, dirty shit we do!  

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Torture sex slave hangs there & we can do whatever you want

Torture sex slave hangs there, a helpless and exquisite decoration. I always pick the best toys for these depraved games. Her body is bound and completely helpless.

The chains she is in are tight enough; they cut into her delicate skin.Torture sex

The noose around her slender throat is just tight enough to remind her not to fight. She is at our mercy until we decide to snuff out her life in a gory spectacle of violent sex.

We circle her, our eyes roving over her trembling form, drinking in the sight of her agony. I lower her to my mouth and lick her pretty little twat. She tastes sweet; she might even be enjoying this more than I thought she would.

I pull her cunt off my mouth and lower her even more. Her cunt matches up to your hard-on. Man, I know that meat hammer is going to pummel the shit out of her. Show me what you got, Daddy, pound that helpless little brat into nothing. I know you will make her bitch cunt quiver!

Her pussy is a ruined mess, the delicate tissues stretched to their limits as we continue to fuck her senseless. We can feel her cervix as we ram into her, the wet squelching of your cock plunging into her shattered cunt music to our ears.

She isn’t going to last much longer, and unless you have a kink for stiffs, it’s about time we really show her what Snuff sex is all about.

You are going to fuck her, and I am going to stab her.

Each stab wound I make, I want you to stick your dick in until you explode.

All of that blood dripping down on me, making my skin young and perfect, is enough for my devilish pussy to cum. But we are a team, and I’ll hold off till you fill every hole of hers with your spunk.

Torture Phone Sex with Worthless Whore, Cora!

Torture Phone Sex

Want your Torture Phone Sex Fantasies to come to life?

I am just the girl for you! I can handle just about anything you put me through, and I’ll do it with a smile!

Give me your fucking worst, see if I can put up with whatever sick and twisted shit you come up with!

Want to face fuck me so hard I gag and cry.

Do it, be my guest.

You want to stretch out my pussy and asshole at the same time with two huge dicks?

Try me bitch.

I am one tough bitch who loves the pain you inflict.

Give me your absolute worst and see if I crumble in front of you!

Reach deep into your fucked up soul and give me the punishment I deserve.

 

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Taboo Phone Sex Fantasies Come True with the Right Accomplice

taboo phone sexI enjoy taboo phone sex. Honestly, I don’t understand why men call for vanilla sex. Isn’t that why you get married? So, you can enjoy the boring shit with your wife and save the kinky stuff for women like me. Sometimes I do crave vanilla, romantic sex. Thus, the reason I’m cross listed on two of this company’s sites. I can be both wicked and sweet and innocent too.

But it makes sense for a woman like me to have a taboo side. I spent most of my youth servicing my drunk father and all his drunk poker buddies. My father did not allow me to attend high school. I think he feared I would run away or spill the beans on what really happened at home to a guidance counselor or teacher. And eventually I ran away from home, but I kept daddy’s secrets.

And now I help men like my father with their preferred dirty fantasies. When I first started this job, I told myself helping men with their rape phone sex fantasies would prevent them from acting on them. Gave them a creative outlet for those fantasies that would put men behind bars for acting out.

I Enjoy Helping Men Turn Their Dark Fantasies Into Realities

 But now I hope some men truly do naughty things to young girls. Despite my past, I grew up ok. Sure, I did not grow up vanilla, but I am an independent woman who can support herself and help others.

Men will always crave something young and tight. And some men will get it and for others it will remain fantasy. But as a seasoned whore and switch, I hope men act on their dark fantasies. In this world, I truly believe you must adopt a survival of the fittest mentality to survive. I survived my youth.

And now because of my experience, I am best accomplice phone sex partner. I’ve been on both sides of the coin. That makes me uniquely qualified to help men like you with your needs for something young and tight on your dick. Fantasy thoughts do not need to remain fantasy thoughts with me.

A Snuff Phone Sex Valentine’s Day I Did Not Ask For, But I Got It

snuff phone sexPerhaps you could say I enjoyed a snuff phone sex weekend. Many men wanted to explore their violent fantasies about mommy for Valentine’s Day. Nobody gave me flowers or candy. But they did give me bruises and sore fuck holes.

My stepson wanted to live stream a Valentine’s Day edition with his redheaded stepmom. Since he blackmails me and bribes me with cocaine, I never have much choice in the matter. He gives me the best blow. However, he makes me work harder for it than any of those other drug dealers or snuff film makers. While the camera rolled, he said some silly little Valentine’s Day poem about turning his mommy black and blue. When I saw him put a bunch of oranges in a pillow sack, I knew what came next.

A good beat down came next. He said batter up and the tips came in. Then he started beating me black and blue. You would think that a pillowcase full of oranges would not hurt, but it feels almost as painful as somebody punching the crap out of you. We heard a crack and then I could barely breathe. For a moment, I thought uh oh I’m making a snuff porn, and I will die accidentally on Valentine’s Day. And although he broke a rib at least it didn’t puncture my lung. But he didn’t stop beating me even after he cracked my rib.

My Stepson Beats Me Black and Blue But He Gives Me the Best Blow

Likely, most of my ribs he cracked in the past. It’s painful. But they heal with time and rest. Clearly, he needed money. And since I am his cash cow, I came to the rescue. Truth be told I needed a bunch of blow to keep up with my two biological sons and their 10 friends that spent the weekend with us. To be a gang bang mommy whore requires a lot of cocaine. The kind of cocaine only my stepson can provide.

At least my boy let me do lines of cocaine in between every beat down, because honestly, I didn’t feel any pain until the cocaine wore off. But he did leave my body battered. Black and blue. I came up with a lie that I fell down the stairs. Blamed it on the dog. My husband believed that I tripped over the dog because he thinks he married a typical suburban housewife. But he really married a druggie whore who stars in snuff movies so she can get cocaine. And he has no clue that I’m his first son’s cash cow whore.