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Fucked to Death by BBC

sadistic phone sexYou wouldn’t think a woman my age could be this horny. I mean, most proper ladies settle down to crochet and raise grandbrats. And here I am still wanting every cock I see. I got in a little over my head this weekend while being a druggy slut. I picked up this black guy at the club and followed him home. He said he had some good drugs. What he forgot to tell me was that he lived in a halfway house with 6 other guys on parole or were recovering addicts. We were making out on the couch and I was sucking his big black cock. It was at least a foot long and my pussy could barely wait to be stuffed full of nigger meat. I felt hands on my back as one of the other guys approached me from behind, rubbing his thick shaft against my wet cunt. And then another pressed his fuck stick against my tits. I could hear them all jerking off, the sound of skin on skin as horny bodies pressed against me. “Fuck me, please.” I moaned and they all rushed in, eager to stick cocks in every hole. One by one, they took turns pounding my pussy and my shithole, often two at a time. Then it got all crazy. They were fighting over my holes. One ripped a chunk of hair from my scalp. I screamed out to the man above. That made them laugh, hearing a slut like me trying to get all religious. Another pulled a knife, holding it to my throat as he forced his cock deeper, making me gasp for air. Suddenly, he slashed me and I felt the blood spurt. They were like sharks in a feeding frenzy, fucking me and beating me with their fists as I gurgled my last breath. Even in death, as my carcass chilled, they used me like a blow up doll, filling every hole until they all overflowed.

Hurt me, baby

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Being awakened with smelling salts while every orifice is being fucked by someone is a shock to the system. I have never felt so afraid, and so ALIVE. My hair was being pulled, I was being spit on, punched and kicked, while also being fucked in the ass with a large object while a cock thrust in and out of my pussy with an aggression I haven’t felt before. Fingernails scratched me. I was slapped in the face and bitten. Just when I thought it was over, I felt an electric current ripping through my body, starting with each nipple. Then, it moved on to my pussy. It hurt, TOO MUCH. I begged them to stop, but I only heard laughter.

Next came out the knives. They were throwing them at me as I lay strapped to a board. I knew it would be over soon. As the blade tore into my flesh and I felt the warm blood start to trickle out, I heard more laughter and more knives.

Bondage phone sex

Bondage phone sex

Tied and bound, bleeding and breathless, I awoke to find myself stretched out and being choked with a huge cock being rammed down my throat. The pain was almost too much to bear. Feeling a fist shoved inside my pussy, I tried to scream out but couldn’t. I’d been drugged. I was being beaten with something that tore at my flesh and I couldn’t bear it anymore. My ass was being ripped open by something that was tearing apart my insides. There had to be three of them taking full advantage of me.

Would this be the end? I had started to wonder if this would be the way that I was going to die. Having every hole fucked and being beaten and choked until I took my last breath. I decided to fight it. I fought to regain consciousness. I tried to bear with the pain and focused on breathing. I figured if I let them fuck me and cover me in their cum like a good submissive, maybe they would let me go.

After hours of torture and regaining consciousness several times, I was released and left to die on the cold floor of a warehouse. Luckily, I was able to make my way to a hospital and recover.

Sadistic phone sex

Welcome to MY church

blasphemy sexWelcome to MY church, I’m sure you have noticed that it is very different from most churches… in fact very soon you will be seeing just HOW different it really is! You will be the center of attention, all eyes will be focused on you as I slowly strip off your clothes and make you lay down naked on the alter. You will be chained there, your arms and legs spread wide and your pathetic little cock exposed for whatever torture I decide to inflict upon it! This is MY church and the only God or Goddess worshipped here is ME! I am your only Goddess and if I choose to remove this pathetic little prick of yours and feed it to you before I kill you, all you will do is thank me for the privilege. Did you really think that you would be able to leave this place? No, no, no, the only way you will ever leave my church is if you leave here in a body bag… I suggest you get used to the idea now!

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Blasphemy Phone Sex with a Taboo Phone Sex Bitch

blasphemy phone sexBlasphemy phone sex is hotter than hell. Do I look religious to you? Fuck no. When I was a young girl I did very bad things in church. My parents forced me to go to Catholic church, but I had the soul of Satan even then. No innocence in me ever. I remember the time that I got my family barred for life from their church. The priest, who was likely diddling little boys, was droning on and on about asking for God’s forgiveness. Forgiveness for what? I was not yet the castrating, brat killing, murderous sadistic bitch I am today. I had nothing to ask forgiveness for. He was talking about how Christ died for our sins. I was a young school girl what the fuck sins did I have yet? Made me want to commit some since I was already a fucking sinner. So, I grabbed my mother’s  cross, went up to the alter for communion. I turned around, sat on the alter and fucked my cunt in front on the congregation with my mom’s cross. The gasps turned me on. The look of shock on everyone’s face was priceless. Just a little squirt and I was saying fuck God and Jesus as I ravaged my fuck holes with a holy cross. I think they thought I was possessed by the devil. Maybe I was. Maybe I still am. My parents pretty much disowned me after that. They were forced to provide for me, but I never got a hug or an I love you ever again. They tried to commit me several times, but I outsmarted the doctors. I turned the tables on my folks, made it look like I was  just a troubled girl because I was the product of abuse and parental neglect. I was put in foster care and allowed to flourish into the evil sick blasphemous bitch I am today. Fuck God, Fuck Jesus and fuck the sanctimonious church.  It is much more fun to be a brat of Satan than a brat of fucking God. Us taboo phone sex sluts have way more fun than those innocent girl next door types.

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Blasphemy in the Church

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I went to church yesterday to gain forgiveness for sins committed last week but instead I feel I gained a one way ticket to HELL. The priest kept looking directly at me during his sermon and it made my cunt heat up. It felt like he was speaking directly to me and his words hit me right on the clit. I began to rub my legs together in hopes to stimulate my clit and it worked! I bit my lip as I silently pleasured myself in the house of the lord. When we went to greet the pastor after service he asked to see me in his office. My heart sank to my feet! When I got there he scolded me for being a disgusting jezebel and said I needed rebuking from the devil. He pulled aside his long black preaching gown and exposed his holy cock. He slapped me across the face as he continuously shoved his cock down my throat screaming “FREE HER SATAIN!” I gagged and choked on his cock but evil spirits were buried deep within me. I tossed myself across his therapy chair and held my ass out for him to ram the evil out of me. He almost thew up from the sight of my nigger asshole but he was on a mission for the lord. I admired his dedication as he forced his prick deep within my ass. I began to speak in tongues and he exorcized me. I felt the devil removing himself from me as the pastor’s anointed cum flowed down my ass tunnel. I felt physically and spiritually full of Christ. I caught the holy-ghost and thanked god for saving me from evil and washing away my sins. I am a lowly filthy nigger whore and the lord came turned to flesh and filled me with his love.

Sinful texts with a man of God.

Blasphemy sex

The flashy clothes, strong perfumes to cover the smell of smoke and boozes on people breath. The smell of the freshly waxed wood and old books makes my pussy wet. I love sitting in here dressed so provocatively I make everyone sweat including the Pastor. I am here for him any way. I need some godly healing. You see I have this friend who comes to me for things he can’t get from anyone else. Every Saturday night I get his calls. He is shit faced drug and so fucking high he could overdose off that fucking needle. He suppressed his deep dark evil thoughts until Saturday night. He comes to me and begs to lick my pussy. I love watching his wedding ring get wet as he fingers my pussy. His wive has no idea what kind of evil he is. God knows him, God knows how evil he is. You see my friend texts me pictures all day every day of those little whore’s he wants to fuck. He will fallow them around for a few hours. Stalking them. Sitting in his hot car, taking pictures of them, texting me trying so hard to not touch his devil cock. You see I come here to make everyone uncomfortable but I mostly come here so Pastor Matthew preaches about being honest, accepting god and praising him. While all week long he texts me about Blasphemy sex. I love listening to him forcing his cock in the name of satin into that little whore’s asshole. Force fucking her and making her pray to go to make him stop. Pastor Matthew needs to remember his sin will never wash away.. He sweats as he preaches, keeping his eyes glued to me as I yawn, or tease him with my legs as he preaches. His cock is rock hard, he knows I am wearing that sluts dirty cum filled panties in his church.

Blasphemy Sex Sunday

blasphemy sex karmaEvery now and then I like to hit a church on Sunday.

Not to worship but to corrupt.

I don’t believe in the holier then thou, all seeing, all knowing and all powerful God…..and turning someone of faith inside out and upside down in their own place of worship makes my black heart happy and my goth pussy wet.

Entering the grand and ornate church makes me want to puke but I have butterflies in the pit of my stomach thinking about what I am about to do. I follow the signs in the hall way that lead to the Priest’s office. As I approach the door I hear him in there softly praying as he finishes working on his sermon for the morning.

I don’t bother knocking, I just push the door open. He looks up and smiles motioning me in.

I stride across the room and behind his desk picking up a rosary as I walk by. Before the words of question can escape his lips my tongue is down his throat and I am shoving his hand into my pussy, bald, wet and uncovered under my short skirt.

His mild resistance tells me that he wants this too. My hand touches his and he can feel me pushing the rosary inside my slippery cunt between his fingers as his dick grows against my belly.

Hell fire and damnation.

I bring him to the brink of blowing his holy load and stop.

I tell him he is going to escort me to my pew and as he gives his sermon I am going to make him cum. I have recorded our little time together and if he doesn’t cooperate I will show it in the middle of the service.

When he cums he is to scream “hallelujah, hell fire and damnation” Then he is to call me up to his podium so that I can see the cum all over his robe.

The sermon begins and as he is preaching I begin to pull the rosary from my cunt. slowly on bead at a time. Finally it is all out of me and I lift it to my mouth sucking my juice of the beads. His breath catches and he almost looses his train of thought. I hear him groan through his words and he yells, just as I ordered him to, before calling me out of the congregation.

Blasphemy Sex Sunday fun.

 

 

Late night domination phone sex and ass pounding

domination phone sexWhoa. Make this train wreck stop. Getting fucked in the ass with an 11 inch cock was not part of my work agenda tonight!!!  It was slow at the cafe and I’d blown enough johns to cover my bills. Me and the girls were having coffee when he walked in. Talk, black, and buff, he exuded that blatant sexuality that drives women wild. The bulge in his spandex pants told the whole story. He walked right back to the condom display and deliberately dropped a box of Magnums into his bag. I approached him, asking him to pay for them. “You gotta pay, sweetheart, or I’ll get them taken out of my check. I sure aint buying no Mags if I don’t even get to see that cock that’s gonna fill it.” He flashed a gold grille and whispered, “Follow me.” Curious, I did. He was parked in the darkness at the back of the lot. I smelled the joint that he fired up and licked my lips. He handed it to me and I sucked deeply. Suddenly, that shit just hit me. Whatever it was laced with made my pussy like lava. The big nigga smiled as he spun me around, planting me facedown on his caddy. He banged my face into the hood a few times. My skirt was yanked up and I could feel his giant dick sans condom, of course, pushing urgently at my backdoor. I screamed into the darkness as he rammed my pooper, deep and hard. He laughed an evil laugh as I screamed for my god to save me. He was grunting and lifting my hips with every thrust. tearing chunks of hair from my head.  I was begging now, despite the pain, as I felt his cum bubble up in my guts. He grinned like crazy as he handed me back the stolen scum sacs. I could barely walk back into the cafe as he drove off.  Nice play, nigga. Nice play!!!

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Evil phone sex with Ivy

Evil phone sex

Look at you, depressed and lonely in a house full of people thinking about that Evil phone sex you had. You have my full attention. I can see you are more than a person standing there in a crowded room. You are Evil phone sex but no one has noticed you. The bottle in your hand is almost empty and the little blade you are holding tells me what you are thinking. You are right, its sick and wrong. No one is even going to notice you are gone. No one is going to realize you slit your wrist and the blood is flowing down your arm. I fallowed you into the your bedroom. This is your house, your party and no one even knows where you are or that you’re missing.

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My pussy tingles as I watch you tease your skin with the sharp edge of the blade. The way you bite your lip as you gently push into your wrist and pull away because of the pain makes my pussy drip. I can’t stand the teasing anymore. I step out and start telling you how pathetic you are just like our Evil phone sex call. How you can’t do any fucking thing. You have been thinking about this all fucking night and now you are questioning yourself? Let me help you. Take your clothes off, lay down on the bed. Start teasing your skin with the blade again. I can see your cock is hard and my pussy is dripping. You cut deeper into your skin as I touch your cock…. I wonder how far you will go to fuck me.. to cum just one. last. time.