Tag: Goth Teen Phone Sex

My Dark Desire: Fucking My Brother in the Attic

Evil phone sexFuck, I love it when my little brother begs for it. He’s just turned 18, and I’ve been teasing him for months, knowing he wants to fuck me. I’m a goth teen, all black clothes and dark makeup, and I fucking love pushing his buttons. Today, I decided to give him what he’s been begging for.

I led him up to the attic, the place where we used to play as kids. Now, it’s where I’m going to play with his cock. I pushed him down onto the old mattress, straddling him, my black leather mini-skirt riding up my thighs. I could feel his hard cock pressing against my pussy, and I ground against it, teasing him.

“You want this, don’t you, little brother?” I whispered, my voice a sultry purr. “You want to fuck your big sister?”

He nodded, his eyes wide with desire and a hint of fear. I reached down and unzipped his pants, pulling out his cock. It was hard and ready, pre-cum already leaking from the tip. I stroked it slowly, my eyes locked on his.

“Please, sis,” he begged, his voice hoarse with need. “I want to fuck you.”

I smiled, a dark and evil grin. “Then take me, little brother. Fuck me like the slut I am.”

He didn’t need any more encouragement. He flipped me over, my back hitting the mattress as he hovered over me. He entered me with one swift thrust, filling me completely. I moaned, my nails digging into his back as he started to fuck me.

His movements were frantic, his hips slapping against mine as he pounded into me. I could feel his cock swelling, and I knew he was close. I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him deeper.

“Cum in me, baby,” I whispered, my voice a dark command. “Fill your sister’s pussy with your cum.”

With a final, powerful thrust, he came, his cock pulsing as he filled me with his hot seed. I came too, my body convulsing with pleasure as I screamed his name.

As he collapsed on top of me, I ran my fingers through his hair, a satisfied smile on my face. Fuck, I love being a dark and evil slut. If you want to join the fun, you know where to find me. Just make sure you’re ready for a wild and dangerous ride, because I’m not just any slut, I’m a goth teen slut, and I demand the absolute best.

Cum guzzling confession with the perverted priest

Evil phone sex

 

Church morning wood, pathetic perverted priest. Time for creep tow confession with Jesus, watching all the sworn men praying, makes my tight little bald pussy itch for more. I’ve been sworn as evil due to my Blaphemy sex in the back of the church with you. collecting all the bibles, then burning them in the back once all leave, turns me the fuck on baby!

You pushed me up against the back church wall, choking me with one hand, taking your rape fantasies out on my cherry popped cunt. I’m left bleeding, soaking with your white creamie cum stains down my leg, no longer the virgin I prayed to god about.

Used and abused for those seeking to snuff, choke, slash, slashed knife play on my hot little petite bald torn up puffy muff, the evil one’s who now worship satan from the church use me to torture and abuse me, control my mind to worship evil. Baby bald bunghole, holes filled everyday for those who wish to control and dominate me. I’m made to burn and piss on all bibles, never pray to god, on all fours in front of all in our cult members.

Goth Teen’s Dark Desires: Snuff Fantasy

Goth teen phone sexHey, freaks and fetishists, prepare for a twisted tale from a goth teen’s phone sex adventure. This shit’s dark, so hold on tight, you sick bastards. Let’s dive into the depths of my twisted mind!

“Welcome to my nightmare,” I purred, my voice laced with malice. “You’re gonna love this, you sick fuck. I’m gonna make your snuff fantasy come alive.” The caller, a perv with a taste for the taboo, was already hooked. I described a scenario where I’d seduce and then brutally end their pathetic life. I reveled in the graphic details, painting a picture of their demise. “Imagine my pale skin against your lifeless body, a bloody masterpiece. You’re gonna die hard for me,” I teased. The caller’s breath grew ragged, caught between fear and arousal.

This phone sex session was a descent into a macabre world, blurring the lines of life and death. You twisted fucks craving taboo shit should dial in. I’m your goth princess, ready to take you to the edge and beyond. Embrace your dark side; it’s where the real fun begins! 💀🔪🔥

Gothic phone sex taking apart the teeny whores.

Gothic phone sex            Gothic phone sex taking apart the teeny whores. Now, do you like vampires or werewolves. Perhaps you like to call them Lycans.  It is the more politically correct title. Just like if you really are one. Are you? That would be so hot.

            We could really take apart any of the teeny whores then. If you are Vampire, you will have to tell me which your favorite is to drain. Which vein do you like the most? Next, the question of inquiry is what type of vampire. After all, everyone has a favorite.

            Me, a cross between Buffy the Vampire Slayer and the Lost Boys. I can take Vampire Diaries if they are Damon or Klaus. Sexy hot vicious killers. Now they would really demolish a Goth teen phone sex little whore.

            All in all, I would be the willing and eager accomplice to anyone of those that have been mentioned above. Be a killer. In fact, Underworld is another prime example. Which is yours?

            If you pick Twilight, I promise you will never be an accomplice, you will be the victim. Pansy ass little sissy bitches they are. Together we will be sure to decimate you. Mutilate you and leave you to rot. Never give an inch.

            In other words, choose wisely. You will seal your own fate.

Bloody phone sex knives ok, skill saw better.

Bloody phone sex             Bloody phone sex knives ok, skill saw better. I do so like getting things bloody. I mean a body can lose a few pints before death. Now we do have the goths that really insist they like a good bloody massacre. At the same time, they wear all black to hide the evidence.

            Now you tell me what fun it is. I could see if they were to help hide the stains but me personally, I am damn proud of those stains. As shown above there are many ways that I take a cock.

            Just beware. Loraina Bobbett was well known for the bloody mess she made. When she bit off the cock of her husband. Now would that be Castration phone sex or Cannibalism. After all, it could be one or the other.

            Time after time you will be shown the differences. What will be your difference. Huh. Care to share with me. I do like knives, but as I said skill saw they are better. Much better in fact.

            Like a chainsaw could be used. Then you would have the mutilation involved. Oh, the choices. Not sure which one I should pick. Should we ask the little goth girl that we are going to kill?

Genuine Snuff sex slave is buried alive for Satan

Snuff sex My Snuff sex slave life revolves around the insatiable lust for pain and pleasure that only a select few can truly understand. I’ve been buried alive for Satan, and I’ve never felt more alive.

As I lay there, under the dirt, I can feel the cold, damp earth pressing against my naked flesh. The worms and insects crawling all around me. The darkness is my only companion, and the silence is deafening. But don’t be fooled – my heart is racing, and my body is alive with anticipation. This is what I live for.

The memories of my past life as a mere mortal are fading away, replaced by the raw, primal instincts that drive me now. I was once a naive girl, trapped in a world of mediocrity and boredom. But then, I discovered the tantalizing world of evil Snuff porn. 

The thrill of watching others suffer and die for my pleasure awakened something deep within me. I knew I had to be a part of it. And now here I am forever a slave for a Master and together we spill blood or I offer up my own to the Dark Lord. I am willing to go as far as my Master wants, I just hope I get to live long enough to open the gates of Hell.

 

 

The infamous night crawler killer hits my pussy

Home invasion phone sex

Like the movie scream, I’m being hunted by the man in a mask. He appears through the window while I’m getting dressed. Naked, alone, my tight ass, tits out, vulnerable to a snatchin. The doorknob cracks and the lights go dark, dark big dick knight krawler killer man stood at my door. He gave me no time to think, I was tied up in the bathtub, neck chained to the wall, dripping hot seman filled blood down my legs, my tight twat torn, filled to the brim.

Crawling on all fours you grabbed me by skirt, ripped my little panties to the side, shoved your gigantic, throbbing beefy batman deep into my tight, little, crispy vanilla twinkie.  Spreading me apart, literally, tearing my skin, my pretty puffy pussy swollen by your jack hammer, nailing the inside of me, leaving a trail of juicy, white, goey, cum filled blood.

Dragging my limp body you aim it right into my mouth, pulling my head back with one hand, hammering my cheeks, chin, gagging choking me. Undecided on whether to end me or not, you spread another bomb cum load down my throat, leaving me to drown in jizz.

Phone Whore Diaries: A Chronicle of Depraved Pleasures

Evil phone sexThere’s something about the throes of desire and depravity that make us lose our minds. It consumes us, driving us to do things we never thought possible. For Me, it was her love for the darker side of human interaction that led her down a twisted path into the world of evil phone sex.

“Daddy, I need your dirty words,” I whisper into the phone, my heart racing with anticipation. “Make me cum, please.”

He laughs, a sinister chuckle that sends shivers down my spine. “Certainly, my little whore. Tell me… have you ever been invaded? Violated?”

I shiver, my body trembling at the thought. “Yes…but not like this.”

His voice drops to a husky growl. “You will be. Tonight.”

The line goes dead, leaving me alone with my thoughts and the pounding between my legs. I spend the next few hours fantasizing about his strong hands, his rough touch, and the way he makes me feel so dirty yet so alive. As the sun sets, I hear a faint knock at my door. My heart races as I open  it to reveal a masked man holding a knife.

“Jade?” He asks, his voice barely audible through the mask. “I’ve come to fuck your dirty little mouth.”

Without hesitation, I drop to my knees and takes him deep into my throat. The taste of fear mixed with arousal sends me spiraling into a euphoric state. I feel him grab my hair, pulling me closer as he roughly fucks my face. It’s not long before he releases his load, filling my mouth with his hot, sticky seed.

I don’t know his name or where he came from; all I knows is that he understands my need for the darkness that consumes my soul. As he leaves without a word, I can’t help but wonder who will be next to invade my home and satisfy my perverse desires.

But tonight, there’s something different about this call. The voice on the other end of the line is familiar, yet distorted.

Snuff Phone Sex Because I’m Not Someone You Want to Mess With Ever

snuff phone sexSnuff phone sex, I do best. The gfe thing, I never do. Perhaps you could call me a black widow. I do not marry men to kill them for their money. However, I will kill a man for not listening to my verbal warnings to get lost or stop calling me baby. Most men see the look in my eyes and know I am not messing around. But some men just do not listen. Not my fault.

Last night, I went to my neighborhood Goth bar because I wanted a drink. Although I do not socialize in that bar, I know most of the regulars and they know me. The bartenders all know me, and what I like to drink. But everyone there also knows I am a loner. And I prefer it that way.

A guy came up to the bar, sat next to me and told the bartender to put my drinks on his tab. He was not a Goth boy or a Steampunk guy either. More like some suit and tie nerd. Even the bartender told him he best move along. But the nerd did not take the hint. So, I looked him right in the eye and said unless you leave now, I will give you free castration phone sex.

He laughed like he thought I might be joking. So, I showed him my knife. But only one. When I go out, I usually have about 5 strapped to my body. The fucking idiot challenged me with, “I’d like you to try, bitch.”

Men Need to Pay Attention to My Body Language and My Words

The bartender looked at the guy with shock on her face and told him he better run now. Even though I don’t do not socialize at this bar or any bar, everyone there has my back. In that place, I can get away with murder and mutilation. And I have many times. So, when this idiot did not heed the bartender’s warning, I unzipped his pants, pulled out his cock and prepared to chop his dick off in the bar.

This idiot thought I changed my mind and wanted to jack him off. Stupidity deserves extreme cock and ball torture sex. So, I sliced his entire dick off and watched the expression of confidence change to one of horror. He passed out. While he was down, I cauterized the wound to slow the bleeding. Other bar regulars helped me take him out of the bar and into his car.

 We drove his car to a park miles away to put him in the front seat. This way he would think he drove himself there. Oh, I drugged his beer.  But it did not kick in until after I severed his cock. I planned it that way. And as a final touch, I put his dick on the dashboard. If anyone finds him soon enough, they can likely sow it back on. He will not remember he was at the bar or how he lost his dick. But he will never come on to another woman again.

Torture sex is so fucking awesome for you , me or a victim we choose

Torture sexTorture sex is so fucking awesome. It doesn’t matter if it is for me or a nice little fuck slut we have found to hurt real bad. As you will see, I can be a very good accomplice, but i want some pain in my ass and pussy occasionally.

I love those weird bloody snuff horror flicks and have great ideas for making pain last for her and me. And on the reverse UNO card I can give you pain and torture in your balls, cock, and all over your body. People think because I am small that I can’t do a whole lot of damage, but ha you will soon see! 

Torture sex is so fucking awesome for you , me or a victim we choose

Give me a small one and or your wife and see how much pain I cause! Your cock will so enjoy every bloody step of me snuffing out something for you! And if you’re feeling really guilty for your sins, I can put you on my medical table and start dissecting you from your balls up!

I’ll make sure to inflict the most excruciating pain imaginable, leaving you begging for mercy. Your screams will be music to my ears as I revel in your agony. Let’s see how much torment you can endure before you break.