Tag: Bloody Phone Sex

Ass rape porn with my boyfriend

Have you ever seen live Ass rape porn. I have many times but the last one was the best one. She was a preteeny bitch with very small holes. She whimpered and cried but it didn’t matter all my boyfriend wanted was to fuck her holes. After I slapped her up and told her to do what was best if she wanted to live, I took her clothes off and sat on her face. I didn’t care if she couldn’t breathe. I forced her legs open and rubbed her clit forcing her to get wet. My boyfriend didn’t wait long before he forced his cock deep in her cunt. She screamed into my cunt but it only sent vibrations up my cunt. He pounded her a bit but then pulled his cock out. It was bloody and wet, lubricated all the way to his balls. That’s when he rammed his hard bloody cock meat into her asshole. Her body shook and it made her face rub my clit hard. I came fast, i got to see my boyfriend fulfill his Rape phone sex fantasies on a small tight asshole. I kept sitting on her face as he fucked her hard. Her body shook even harder i thought it was from the ass fucking she was getting, but now i know it is because she was suffocating. After he filled her asshole up we just had to figure out what to do with her body, luckily she was small.

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Goth Teen Phone Sex Accomplice Kills for Me and You

goth teen phone sexI have a new goth teen phone sex accomplice of sorts. A while back, a man hired me to kill this girl. Her name is Sara and she is a sick bitch. Reminds me of myself when I was that young. Her step daddy wanted her gone because he had been fucking her since she was much younger, and she was going to tell her mother. This guy was a tool. I wanted him dead at hello. But money is money. Once I saw Sara and heard her mouth off to her step daddy, I liked her spunk. I saw something in her. I took her step daddy’s money, but he was the one who died that night. I let Sara castrate and kill her perverted step daddy. Now, she is learning everything I know. I am training her to become a great accomplice phone sex partner.

Sara is as evil as I was as a teen girl. I told her I would kill for her. I already killed her stepdaddy and spared her life. She had another person on her hit list. I assumed it was her mother, but it was a schoolgirl. A bully and a bitch. My favorite kind of teen whore to kill. My first kill was a girl just like that. And I was younger than Sara. We planned it so she would have an alibi. I have no affiliation with the teen bitch making Sara’s life hell at school. No suspicion would fall on me. I lured the girl to the woods and killed her for Sara. I did not kill her quickly either. The bitch thought we were just getting high. She thought I was a drug dealer. Teen girls love party drugs. I sunk my knife into her belly. The look on her face was priceless. I slowly moved my knife up to her sternum. Her entrails fell out of her body on to my feet. The smell of her blood made my pussy wet.

I watched as the life left her eyes. I kissed her cheek as she died and told her that Sara sends her love. Then I laughed, pulled out my knife and watched her fall to the ground in a pile of her entrails. Sara can enjoy high school now. Her and I are bonded for life. She is my most excellent and young killer phone sex partner.

You’re Ready for a Bit of Gun Play

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No, please! Don’t do this! 

I am laying down, helpless and beaten. You have already fantasy raped me as well as let your hired help fuck my throat and my ass. You have punched me in the face repeatedly, working downwards to my feet. I can barely move my body. You and your friend throat fucked me so hard that I can barely speak. So, you are not surprised when you bring a gun to my face and a faint scream escapes my lips. You caress my face with the gun, my heart beating faster and faster as you move it towards my legs. I brace myself for the inevitable bang until you start fucking my pussy with the barrel of the gun.

This felt like a cold, hard cock pounding the shit out of my already bruised pussy. I could barely take the feeling, and tried to escape you. At this point, you realize I must be better than I thought, so you shoot me in my pussy. I scream at the top of my lungs! How could you do this? You watch as the blood spurts out of the part formerly known as my pussy. You shove your gun down my throat, making me taste my own pussy juices and gun residue before you finally shoot me in the mouth, watching the blood gush from the hole in my face. 

Killer Phone Sex is Killer with Me as Your Accomplice

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Killer phone sex is killer with me. I hold nothing back. I am not filled with rage like you might think. I just like killing. I am a serial killer with no pattern. That is how I never get caught. Most of the time, I am getting rid of the body in a manner that it will never be found. Just another missing person… Sometimes, I am pissed off in the moment and that leads me to kill. Rarely, do I kill my victim right then, however. I am a planner. You have to plan to stay off the radar. I had a chance encounter with this Barbie bimbo at a bar last month. I have been stalking her since. Putting distance between us, so no one would make the connection. She came into a Steam Punk bar looking like Bimbo Barbie. She had on a skintight pink dress with matching pink heels. She was in the wrong bar. She made a stink though when she did not get served instantly. She also though a hissy fit when she could not charm any man in the bar to buy her a drink. I tried to tell her she was in the wrong place and she went after me. That’s when I decided she would star in my next snuff porn.

Just a vacuous blonde Barbie Doll who things her shit does not stink. I watched her for almost a month. She contributes nothing to this world, so I killed her. Snatched her up on the road as she was walking home by herself drunk. She was going back to her sorority house, but she never made it. I took her to my kill shack only you know about. She was pretty out of it. Not going to lie. I was disappointed that she might not feel the pain as much. I carved her up. I cut off her perky C cup boobs. I sliced off her cunt lips. I poured hot wax on her clit. I cut her flesh until she was covered in her own blood. I smeared her blood on her body so she could see how much better she looked. She was going into shock from the pain. I was just getting started with her. Torture sex is best when I can make the pain last. I ended up dismembering her body and feeding her to the wildlife. She will just be another missing coed who will never be found.

Highschool Girl Murder phone sex Fantasies

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 Murder phone sex Fantasies drive me to the darkest places imaginable.  Some girls in High School used to tell me that I was a Goth girl poser. That I only brought up dark and bloody shit as shock value. In their pretty little cheerleader minds, No one could possibly be as dark as I am. Normally I don’t care what a preppy little bitch with an attuite has to say. But There was a point when one of those bitches went too far. 

My teenage hormones tend to make me unstable, especially when dealing with brain-dead pretty girls. I never wanted any of their men, Daddies were the exception. And Trust me I had fucked a couple during my school years. Older men have always attracted me, and the most suburban upstanding men can be the nastiest vile mother fuckers around. A lesson I learned early in life. 

Now let’s get Back To this royal bitch Constance. A total super nerd who thought she was better than anyone in the whole school. She had the looks, her family had money and she was about as mean a mean girl as they come. She was always gloating about her wealth and brains and really hated me. I was different, shy, and a bean pole. Still a couple of years away from being the bloody phone sex bitch that you love to accompany you on cum adventures. 

High school  Murder phone sex Fantasies 

I remember many nights I would envision myself slicing her throat after dismembering her slowly while she was alive. Somehow I wanted to keep her alive while I put her through the worse agony possible. Me murdering her was two years of spank bank material that only got darker as time went on.  I never worked out the details But I still get hot thinking about killing her. These fantasies only increased when I learned that stupid whore had gotten knocked up. Oh, how this really ramps up my snuff sex drive. I think Now is the time to kidnap her and force her into a bloody evil birth with a couple of accomplices at the helm! What do you think should we?

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Accomplice phone sex: Lets Tie Her Up And Fuck Her Up!

Accomplice phone sexI know sometimes I can seem like a damsel in distress. However, I do have quite the accomplice phone sex side as well. That little damsel persona can be used as bait for the ultimate prize. Take that nagging wife for example. She never lets you have a good time. All she ever does is boss you around, tell you what you can wear, where you can go, what you can eat, and won’t even let you bust a nut unless it’s in your own hand. That is why I think she would be perfect for us to dress up and kidnap. She will never suspect her perfect loving husband of doing bad things to her. 

I will use that innocent look that I have with my cute young body and run up to your wife right when she gets home. We will just bag over her head and knock her out with some chloroform. Once she is passed out I will help you carry her inside to lie on your marriage bed. That will be the perfect place to take advantage of her. We will tape her mouth closed after stuffing it with my perfect tiny panties. That means I have no panties on now, so as it turns me on when you torment your wife, my juices will just have to drip down me. I can’t wait to get so wet for you. 

Take these clothespins and clamp her nipples. You and I will wear a mask, so we can watch her face contort and strain from the pain when administer to her. Take your leather belt off and slap it against her clit. We will have to cut away her clothes, after all, there is no reason to keep her covered up. I will take a couple of clothes pins and pin her pussy lips back. Her muff is fat and bushy. Not at all like my perfect tight young cunt. I can understand why you would get so tired of an old hag like that. I will take your bedside dildo just to test taboo phone sex how dry she is, stuffing it roughly inside of your wife. Listening to her scream muffled past the taped panties in her mouth makes you aroused. I will suck your cock will you move to fucking your old maid with the dildo in her ass. 

Her body shakes and pulls against the restraints as you stuff her unlubed ass hole fast and rough. However, once you begin to fist her in the pussy at the same time you get so hard you almost blow right down my throat. I’m not ready for that though and I decide to encourage you to let me smother your ol’ lady with my perfect bald pussy on her face. You have no problem with me jumping onto her to use her screams to pleasure me. Even better you decide to fist that worthless cunt with both the toy and your own cock deep inside of her ass. It made her head squirm in a way that brought me right to climax, you blow your load inside of her. With the right additives to her drink, she won’t remember the next few days while you can heal her, but we will never forget our good times. 

Gyno Appointment Gone Wrong: Medical Fetish Phone Sex…

Medical Fetish Phone SexI didn’t realize till it was too late that I accidentally booked my gynecologist appointment with a hardcore medical fetish phone sex office. Imagine my surprise when I showed up and all the medical professionals were in full latex gear. Sometimes I just am too innocent for my own good. Honestly, I just assumed they were extra sanitary and the latex was the easiest to keep clean. However, once I made my way back to the exam table and removed my clothes my suspicions had me a little on edge. Suddenly my mouth was filled with a ball gag and I knew I was really in trouble. When the doctor came in filled my tight hairless pussy with his speculum and cranked it as wideTaboo phone sex as he could. He complimented my insides as he inspected them with his fingers and tongues. 

He took clamps and folder my pussy lips back to make his view inside my labia more clear. The naughty nurse with him clamped my nipples and when I winced from pain sucked and licked them till I moaned out. Suddenly the doctor pulled out his cock and began to play inside my hole still stretched wide. This was only the start of their fun, he said he wanted to do a full inspection of all my dirty little whore holes. He fucked my pussy till he came, then his nurse cleaned me out, sucking all his nut from the inside of me with a soft-tipped straw then pulled the speculum out. Next, it was my ass hole, but first I would be precleaned and spread while the doctor took a break. It was going to be a long appointment it would seem. 

 

Murder phone sex fantasies with a nasty cunt who deserves it

Murder phone sex fantasiesYou have been having some murder phone sex fantasies about a nasty cunt like me. I have been coming to work in short skirts, tight blouses, and sexy red nails that make your cock hard. I have been getting off my boss for that promotion I applied for, and it really makes you boil on the inside. You’ve worked hard for that promotion. One time our boss left his door open, and he was jamming his cock up my dry ass making it bleed, while forcing me to watch ass rape porn with him. No woman would stoop this low, you thought. But a nasty cunt who would deserves to be treated like this. At work I now have to refer to him as my master, and he had a dirty idea. My boss invited you to reenact an evil phone sex fantasy that he and I had talked about together. He calls me into his office, and you both are standing there with a bunch of tools lying around the desk. It makes your cock hard knowing that we had talked about bloody phone sex. My pussy is wet. I want it. He tells me to strip, and I attempt to take off my clothes with my back turned. You tell me that whores don’t get modesty. I abide by my master and strip completely nude Infront of you guys. Once completely naked you put a ball gag in my mouth and tie me down with my legs spread wide. You pick up a knife as I shake head no. I am getting wetter, as you drag the knife across the peaks of my breasts, down to my nipples and letting you lick my hot blood off the knife. You then tell me that my boss wasn’t honest with me during all of our nasty fantasy phone sex sessions after work hours. You say he wants to have some killer phone sex…..

I Don’t Really Have a Choice

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Now, would I rather be sawed in half from the pussy up or from the head down? 

That is always the problem with some choices: they can be impossible. No one wins except for the person who requires the answer. That is the predicament I am in. My captor has been torturing me for hours, making me choose what tortures I would rather have, telling me that he may allow me to escape with what little I have left. As of this point, I do not know if I want to live anymore. I chose to chop off two of my toes rather than two of my fingers. He asked me if I would rather have my ass mutilated with a knife or my pussy, and chose my pussy. My pussy is now a bloody mess with shreds of skin hanging off my pelvis. Now, he wants to know if I want to be sawed in half from the pussy up or from the head down. I say take me now and destroy my brains. I should have known he would never let me go. 

Bloody Phone Sex: Aching as it runs down my thigh…

Bloody Phone SexI got myself into a bloody phone sex mess. I can’t help but get myself into this trouble all the time. My pussy is dripping wet, I know I must have gotten fucked hard and thrown away wet. When I reach back to my soar ass I can feel the end of a baseball bat, broken and still inside. I wince as I remove the object that sodomized me quickly, feeling a stream of blood running down my thighs. As I bring myself to my feet, I feel my tennis shoes still in my place with my white cotton panties covered in fluids wrapped around my ankles. I pull my panties up and take inventory of my top half. I didn’t want to attract the attention of good samaritans before I could make it home and stitch myself up. My breast were slices across the top, they were spilling out of my blood-soaked white bra. My white shirt buttons were torn open. The blouse drenched in my own blood was sure to draw the peeping eye. However, my black jacket was still on and able to be zipped up. Once I was home I cleaned myself up and went to bed. It was then in my dreams I realized what had just happened. 

I was walking home from school, simple enough. I had my AirPods in because I wasn’t on anyone’s shit list this week so I was cool to walk home safe, or so I thought. There was a puppy, how silly of me, but I had to stop and make sure everything was alright with him. That is when I was picked up around my waist by a rather large gentleman. With his free hand, he put a cloth over my mouth. This knocked out my small screaming body, as I kicked and flaked trying to get free of my capture. I was barely conscience as he brought me to his large group of friends. They poured alcohol down my throat and slashed and stabbed me with their blades to keep me awake for them. I was a barely alive fleshlight, my holes used to please their hard throbbing members. As I tried to push them off of me my arms were like drugged-up spaghetti, barely able to resist. Once I finally fell out from taking so much violent dick they attempted to penetrate me with the bat to wake me up. I was so responsive that they were able to break it inside of me without me coming back. Of course, they assumed I was a goner, throwing me into the woods where someone else would find me. Lucky for them I lived, and I kinda liked it.