Tag: Fantasy phone sex

Little Ones Are the Best

evil phone sexWe had just finished with the girl and now the little boy is just sitting there crying and screaming for his big sister. Poor little one we shouldn’t waste him should we baby? I grab him and lay him down right beside his sister and watch the horror that appears in his eyes as he sees his sister is gone. His tiny cock looks so delicious doesn’t it? I grab his cock and start licking and sucking on it making it as hard and long as I fucking can. Mmm so fucking good baby. I get on top of the little one and start riding him while you shove your cock all the way down his throat making him taste his big sisters yummy pussy. He had no choice but to suck all of her juices off of your yummy cock until I cum while carving my name all across his tummy. I love watching the tears and look of pain across his face while I slice his stomach. I ride faster and harder just about to cum and when I do I slice down his arms. Just enough so that he’ll last long enough for you to fuck the life out of him. I flip him over and position your cock right into his tight fucking asshole and listen to him scream while you just shove right into him. You keep going while I slap that tiny little plump ass making him scream even more. You cum fast and hard in his tight little ass as all the light in his eyes goes out.

Faith’s Murder Phone Sex Fantasies

murder phone sex fantasies There was something different about Dr. Mitchell. All of the women in the neighborhood fell all over him because of his charm and he was smoking hot too. He was a little too perfect to be the normal guy they all thought he was. I was going to find out what kind of a sicko he really was. I got myself invited over for dinner, and he was called away for work. He asked me if I would stay and if we could pick it back up when he returned. That gave me the perfect opportunity to snoop around.

Downstairs in his basement he had a doctor’s exam room set up. There was a woman strapped down to it with medical restraints. She screamed into the cloth gag, and her eyes were blood-shot and desperate. I stroked her hair and told her I would help her. Then Dr. Mitchell came down and caught me. He told me he knew I was a curious fucking slut. He just left long enough for me to find his patient. Then the murder phone sex fantasies began. His patient didn’t make it. I might have drained her when drawing blood, oopsy.

Roleplay Phone Sex Fun

roleplay phone sexI love kinky or violent roleplay phone sex. Usually, on my snuff site guys are calling me for accomplice stuff or to make me their victim with some sort of dark and violent death at the end. My last caller of the night wanted me in charge. I was the bad ass cop, and he was the dirty black boy speeding. I am submissive and mostly play the victim role, so it was nice to be in charge. You know, be the bad ass. He wanted some race play, which I almost never get to do as a sub, but I called him a dirty nigger boy and abused the fuck out of him. He liked it though when I shoved my baton up his ass. He came so hard. I am sure he had no clue that he had an ass rape porn star living inside him. I had him bent over the hood of his car. I pulled his pants down to do a full cavity search. I was sure he was hiding drugs somewhere. So, I checked. I used my tongue and fingers to probe his ass. When I could not get deep enough in his black ass, I broke out my baton. I spit on the top and I spit on his dirty black ass and shoved that baton so deep that I am sure it felt like it might come out his mouth. I was hurling racial insults calling him a coon and nigger boy, and so many others. His cock was big. He liked whatever I was doing to his tight asshole. His monster nigger dick got so big with that Baton up his ass. I told him to fuck my white cunt while I had a gun to his head. Only thing he was good for was fucking.  He pounded the shit out of my fuck holes because his life depended on it. It was a hot taboo phone sex roleplay. Gave me a taste of being in charge and I liked it. Also, gave me a taste for those big nigger dicks and I liked that too.

Bloody Phone Sex Princess

bloody phone sex

Bloody phone sex with this princess will have you wake up and look around. You’re in the woods. This isn’t where you remember being. And then you hear a voice laughing when she sees the fear in your eyes. You look up to see the most beautiful Goddess you’ve ever seen. Before you have a chance to speak, she tells you that she knows what kind of person you are. She knows that you’re a misogynistic piece of shit and that you’re going to pay dearly. That’s when she reaches in between her legs and pulls a bloody tampon out of her cunt. She walks over and starts rubbing it all over your face. 

You’re stunned and confused and that’s when she starts chanting. When that stops, she tells you that from now on, you’ll bleed from your ass every month, just like a period. You’ll even get cramps. You ask her why she’s doing this to you, and she tells you that she’s heard about the way you make your girlfriend give you head when she’s got her period. This spell will ensure that you will be feel ten times the pain she ever feels. I wonder if you’ll be sorry for your actions then? Probably not. You’re just a stupid man. 

Gangbang Rape Porn in a Bar

gangbang rape pornJust another day in the life of a gangbang rape porn druggy whore. I was sharing fantasies with this dealer I know. I do not go to him often, but when I do, I must tell him a dark fantasy that I have. Usually, I must tell him while he is skull fucking me. Last week, I made up a story about a gang bang in a club. Honestly, I was just rehashing the Jodie Foster in Accused gang fuck on a pinball machine scene in The Accused movie, LOL. I just said pool table instead. I wanted coke. I did not want to have a true confession talk. I got my coke and forgot all about him until last night when I was at my local dive bar. I go there all the time. Most of the working-class Joes have coke or weed and they share. I know a lot of them, but last night, it was a bunch of new faces. My high ass thought maybe I was at the wrong bar. I had a few drinks and was about to leave when a guy wanted to buy me a shot. I did that shot with him and the next thing I knew, I was being dragged by my hair to the back room kicking and screaming. I wanted nothing to do with these new men. They started exploring their rape phone sex fantasies with me on the pool table almost verbatim the way I described it to the drug dealer who wanted a dark fantasy before he would give me coke. I knew in my fucked-up head that he was behind this. They even sodomized me with beer bottles like I described. I was screaming for help. No regulars in the bar. It was all strangers who had no problem fucking all my holes with their cocks, fists and beer bottles. I am a taboo queen. I do a lot of coke and fucked up shit for coke, but this was some fucked up shit this guy did to me. He took a dark fantasy I confessed to him that was not even my fantasy and made it a reality. One I will never forget. I was their ass rape porn star for 45 minutes of hell. I need to be careful which true confessions I share with dealers.

Torture phone sex slut Stephanie

torture phone sex

There are not many things that get my evil cunt as wet as my torture phone sex calls do. I keep rubbing my pussy and dreaming about these twisted fantasies long after our call is over. I’m in the mood for something extra dark and vile tonight. I would love to be caught off guard and force fucked at knife point. You could sneak up on me while I’m in the shower. You know that I’ll do anything you tell me to once I feel the blade of your knife pressing into my throat. Make me bend over and beg you to use my worthless fuck holes. I may scream and cry but that won’t stop you from ripping and slicing me open. Force me to suck your cock like my life depends on it, only to ram that sharp knife blade straight through my eye as you blow a load down my throat. I’ve had enough accomplice play for the night, I’m ready to be your victim!

 

God Likes It, How About You?

Blasphemy phone sex

 

I hope you know that blasphemy phone sex is much more than just taking the lord’s name in vain or slapping around a nasty tempered nun.  At least, it is with me.  When you have a dark beast inside you driving your every desire, sacreligious sex becomes something evil and twisted.  Even the most fucked up and foul bible bashing pussy pounders tend to tap out of our cum drenched Christ crushing conversations earlier than they had expected.

Maybe the thought of me sitting on a group of debilitated nun faces and grinding my brown-pink asshole into their mouths while I mutilate their titties with a sharpened rosary gets guys off early, but the fear in their voice tells me that they’re too scared to finish.  Of me, of God or whatever.  Something about jamming a holy chalice rim first into a tight assed Reverend Mother’s hairy yet unsullied shit hole until she cums so hard that she gushes pussy juice and blood filled ass slime makes some wannabe butt abusing blasphemers hang up before I’m even close to being done with my sordid story.  Look, they paid the toll and knew what they were getting into.  It’s not my fault they’re a bunch of Nancies.

Some guys think that they can handle the thought of me ordering a dirty P loving priest to defile and abuse his innocent little altar attendants in every way imaginable while I please my pussy with an extra large crucifix until it’s a mangled bloody pulp, but when I get to bellowing out my favorite movie quote of all time, all I hear is a click and silence on the other end.  “Let Jesus fuck you!  Let Jesus fuck you!” is a phrase that’s turned me on since I was a little girl.  I guess they don’t like “The Exorcist” as much as I do.  Fucking faggots.

I hope you know what you’re asking for when you tell me you want to have some blasphemy phone sex.  Judging from my prior unholy fuck call experience, you’ll probably bail out before your time is up.  I don’t care if you cum or not, you already gave me your money.  If you don’t like it, toughen up and call me back.  Know what you’re asking for before you open your fat mouth.  And just remember, God is always watching and I guarantee you he likes to jerk his life giving cock to all of the pain and suffering he’s created.  I’m here to help him get off.  How about you?

 

She’s a Fighter

accomplice phone sexYou told me to go find another one. You needed one that was going to last longer than the others. You needed a fighter because you love to watch them struggle. I picked a girl tonight who is perfect for you. I slipped the drug into her drink and waited with you in the parking lot for her. We watched her stumble out all alone like a dumb fucking bitch and then we grabbed her. We waited for her to wake up and when she did she was so scared. We laughed at her while we cut off all of her clothes and looked at her fucking whore body while we got out brands out. We loved her fucking screams while the scorching hot metal touched her skin. Then we were ready. I spread her legs and spit on her pussy for you. I held her legs up for you so I can see you pound your cock right into her tight fucking hole. I know you enjoyed watching me make little cuts on her carving out your name. I beg you to cum in her tight fucking cunt to make her our breeding whore.

Hellish Cunt Torture

Taboo Phone Sex

I was taken outside of a club by two men after having just a few drinks. They put me in the back seat of a black suv, and I felt my pussy getting wet. I felt at least four hands touching my body. I could not help but moan at their caresses as they stripped me naked It wasn’t long before we pulled up to a dark building. They dragged me out by my hair and across the gravel. I could feel the rock tear at my skin all the way into the room filled with devices I had never seen before. A man in all black dragged me up to spread my legs and put me on a wooden pony that dug into my pussy lips. Then they chained my wrists up above my head. Every few minutes a girl with black hair, completely naked with wet pussy juices dripping down her legs would pull my legs apart so the sharp toy below me would dig deeper. An eclectic rod was bought out by a man larger than the others. He started jabbing me with it first on my tits, causing my screams to get their cocks harder than before. I squirmed and cried but they took my ankles to spread me apart more. He pressed its rod into my cunt and I passed out…what happens next?

Don’t Screw It Up, Guy!

Teen phone sex

 

I always find myself in these positions.  I hate feeling like this, it’s the most useless, submissive urge and desire I ever have inside of me, but I have it, nonetheless.  Sometimes I forget about my bloodlust for just a bit, just long enough to find a stranger who wants to experience my beautiful blossoming body and tight teen pussy.

No, I don’t find a guy who wants to chain me up and degrade me or slap me around until I’m bruised from head to toe.  That’s normal shit for me, getting beaten is part of what fuels me to fuck the world in the first place!  When I submit, it’s to myself, to my desire to take that extra step.  It’s not easy to control, believe you me.

I typically don’t give shits one or two about making a man my meat puppet for the rest of his pathetic existence, it’s my fucking modus operandi, all planned and laid out for me by a dark voice that echoes through my mind.  But there’s a tiny voice in there as well that just doesn’t stop whining and bitching.  It cries for passion and warmth, begs to feel the tender touch and gentle caress of a caring lover who wants nothing more than to give pleasure.  It wails and moans woefully until the dark voice relents and takes a backseat, if only to stop it from bellowing.

Here’s the thing…  Those men are not easy to find on a whim.  Passionate pricks are usually in a relationship that they don’t want to disrupt.  Makes sense.  So, oftentimes when I think I have a guy who can give the soft side of me what it wants, they end up getting rough and doing their domination thing in an effort to make me squeal and scream so they can cum inside of me.  Silly them.

Once the rough stuff starts, the dark voice comes back with a vengeance, slapping the simpering slut in me aside with a “told you so” while it flips her the bird.  After that, there’s no telling what’ll happen to my wannabe alpha fuck pig.  The one thing I do know is that there will be blood.  It’s hard for me to be vulnerable, being gentle is me at my most masochistic.  Don’t screw it up.  You either pound my pussy with passion and affection to quell the beast inside me, or you give in to the slap happy creature in you and suffer the wrath of Willow.