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Home Invasion Phone Sex Is So Daring and Actually Happened

The thrill of a home invasion phone sex intrusion always starts with that first creak of the door. And it’s a sound that makes my pulse race and my pussy clench in anticipation.
Consequently, I freeze, letting the fear wash over me. And I hear heavy footsteps echo through the hallway.
Then, the mask slips open, revealing hungry eyes that lock onto mine. Now, I know exactly what’s coming.
Soon enough, rough hands shove me onto the bed. Then they tear my clothes away. And their cocks spring free instantly. So thick and ready.
Before I can catch my breath, one rams into my ass. Thus he stretches’ me wide with a brutal thrust. Therefore, I gasp and moan almost simultaneously.
Meanwhile, another forces his shaft into my mouth. And is gagging me as they take turns pounding my holes relentlessly.
Eventually, the pain melts into a raw, blinding pleasure. Primarily as they fuck me harder. Then these men take me deeper, until I feel something tear inside.
In the end, the final thrust drives so deep it ruptures my inner walls. And blood spills onto the sheets as they pull out.
Thus leaving me a broken, used-up mess on the bed. The camera captures every convulsion. And every last twitch of my destroyed ass.
So, a perfect snuff scene that satisfies my darkest cravings has been made.
Home Invasion Phone Sex

Rape phone sex fantasies destroying that old cunt

Rape phone sex fantasies, My boyfriend and I got off hard on raping the thick MILF two doors down. Probably mid 50’s massive saggy tits, big soft belly, fat ass, hairy cunt. We never play nice when it comes to fucking old milfs. We kicked her door in while she was naked after her shower. I jumped on her back, yanked her hair, and smashed her face into the carpet. My boyfriend ripped he legs open and drove his cock straight into her dry asshole. She screamed so fucking loud. My pussy started to drip! He doesn’t stop! He fucked her ass raw while I sat on her head and grind my dripping cunt over her nose and mouth until she choked on my juices. Slapping her face with my wet pussy and force her tongue deep inside me. He pulls out of her ass, flips her over, and shoves his shit-smeared cock down her throat. I held her nose shut so she has to swallow. Then he rammed her loose old pussy balls-deep, stretching her out, while I squat over her face and pissed in her mouth. She was gagging and coughing, we just kept going. I fisted her old cunt alongside his cock. He came deep inside her, then I forced the bitch to lick the cum and piss off my fingers and his dick. Then we tied her wrists to the headboard legs spread wide and took turns. I sat on her face again and smothered her more while he fucked her throat until she puked all over her own tits as my boyfriend unloaded all over her worthless face. We slap her heavy tits red, spit in her open cunt, and leave her there leaking from every hole, body shaking.rape phone sex fantasies

Yara’s Home Invasion Phone Sex Fantasy Becomes Reality

I started my latest cam girl vlog the way I always do: legs spread on the couch, fingers teasing my clit while I told my viewers about my newest fantasy: Home Invasion Phone Sex Fantasy. That was the title. I spoke about a stranger breaking in, whispering filthy orders over the phone and I fingered myself, pretending he was right there with me. Every girl loves a little domination phone sex, and I was no exception.

I hit publish, still wet, still buzzing. Then my dealer texted. “Saw your post. You want it for real?” I laughed it off until he showed up at my door with two of his boys and a camera already rolling.

They didn’t knock. The door slammed open and rough hands grabbed me before I could scream. One of them shoved my own phone against my ear. “Talk dirty like you did online,” my dealer growled. “Tell us how you want your ass fucked.”

My voice shook as I repeated my invasion fantasy, describing exactly how I wanted to be pinned down and used. They made it real. My shorts were ripped away, my face shoved into the cushions while thick fingers spread lube across my hole. The camera zoomed in as my dealer pressed his cock against my tight ring and shoved inside with one brutal thrust.

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“Say it louder,” he ordered. I moaned the fantasy I’d created earlier, how I wanted to be stretched, filled, and broken in. They took turns pounding my ass, stretching me wider each time, cum leaking down my thighs while the red light kept blinking.

By the time they finished, my vlog post had thousands of views. The video was already uploaded.

 

Snuff Sex is Underrated Fun for Women Like Me

snuff sexI think a lot of things are overrated but not snuff sex. In fact, I think that might be underrated. Nothing I enjoy more than fucking a deserving accomplice or victim. Or even fucking my victim right before I kill him. Some people call me a black widow. But that’s not the appropriate word. I don’t poison men or otherwise kill them for financial gain. I kill them because they deserve to die. Perhaps praying mantis makes more sense. Apparently, the female praying mantis bites the head off her lover during postcoital Bliss.

Now I don’t fuck victims often. If I find you completely annoying or a predator of goth girls, I just cock tease you to get you to my place. I don’t fuck you. Occasionally, though a woman hires me to kill some man who did her wrong. I take the job and I take the money. And I judge for myself if the person truly deserves to die.

This lady reached out to me on the darknet because she needed an accomplice phone sex partner. More like she needed a hired assassin. Ex-husband bleeding her dry. Blackmailing her for something that happened as a teen girl. She’s a high-powered criminal defense lawyer. And she fell in love with a con man. I did my research. Traced his IP address and all sorts of other things and found a long list of women scorned. He’s like that Tinder swindler.

Even a Sadistic Bitch Has Sexual Needs Too

He deserved to die. But what a fucking waste of a cock. And if you know me, you know, I don’t say that lightly. Sex does not drive me as much as vengeance and justice and pure rage does. So normally I don’t think about fucking a victim. I don’t need sex as often as the average person because snuff is my sex. Torture and murder arouse me. The dark things in this world that I enjoy satisfies me in ways sex cannot.

I broke into his place while my client fucked a coworker for an alibi. We only communicated once on the dark web. But after that, all communication went through burner cells or in person. Nothing to link her to me. I killed him. But I needed to stage it as a home invasion gone wrong to throw suspicion off this as a crime of passion. I’ve studied criminology and I understand crime scenes. Perhaps you could say I clean them up for a living because I never leave any trace of me.

But after I stabbed him, his cock sprung to life. Totally erect as he took his last breath. Looked to be the size of my forearm. So, I hopped on and took a ride. Used him like a suction cup dildo. The sounds of him asphyxiating on his own blood made my Goth cunt wet. Technically he died before I finished. But that cock stayed hard. Rigamortus maybe. Doubtful though since that usually occurs about an hour after death.

Sometimes a Dead Dick is a Terrible Thing to Waste

But I fucked up. Left my DNA on his dead dick. So, I needed to cut his cock and his balls off so I could clean my crime scene. And doing that would make it look like a personal kill. But his man scammed women for decades. So, I knew there would be ample suspects in his brutal death. Because of my mistake, I ended up giving this guy castration phone sex postmortem. And the CSI team would know that because of the lack of blood splatter.

Was not the murder I intended, but at the end of the day this sadistic Goth chick still has need. Just because I don’t do relationships doesn’t mean I don’t fuck. I gave half the money back to my client and explained what happened. Then I kind of spun it and left a few details out.

But I showed her my findings about all the women he swindled out of big bucks bankrupting several of them. Although I do not want an innocent woman behind bars, I know no evidence will ever leak them to this crime scene. I felt confident that although there might be a lot of suspects, the investigators wouldn’t be able to pin this murder on one of the many disgruntled women who would want this fucker dead.

I went home and fed his dick to my Rottweiler. She devoured it like one of those big turkey legs. Whatever it takes to dispose of the evidence. Even when I steer off path, no crime has yet to be linked to me for a reason. Because I’m good at what I do.

Evil Phone sex had my boyfriend destroying her shithole while I snuffed the old hag out

Evil phone sex when evil phone sexthat crabby old cunt never saw it coming. We slammed her hot old ass down in the basement, her tits flopping as I tied her up tight ropes biting into her bony wrists and ankles, spreading those cheeks wide open. Time to wreck your worthless shithole, bitch, as my boyfriend whipped out his fat cock! She screamed like a stuck pig when he rammed it balls deep into her dry, virgin asshole. No lube, just raw tearing. Her tight old ring ripped wide, blood and shit smearing on his shaft as he pounded her guts. Fuuuuck yes feel that, you miserable cumrag! I laid there playing with my cunt as he was slamming her harder! Her screams turned to pathetic gurgles while I choked her scrawny neck, her face turning purple. He reamed her shithole mercilessly stretching, destroying, prolapse starting to push out around his cock with every brutal thrust. Bloody ass mucus coated his cock as he skull-fucked her bowels, her bound body jerking like a broken fucktoy. I spit on her tear-streaked face, and he kept raping that ruined asshole, her asshole spasaming and tearing further. We are gonna snuff you while he flood your guts, old hag! Her eyes rolled back as I crushed her windpipe. One final violent thrust and he exploded pumping loads of hot cum straight into her shredded shithole, overflowing with blood and shit. She twitched and shit  herself as she snuffed out, his cock still buried deep in her corpse ass. Perfect end for a crabby old cunt.

Kidnapping Phone Sex Fantasy of Cora being your Sex Slave!

Kidnapping Phone Sex

Kidnapping Phone Sex fantasies because the neighbors know I’m a hot young girl living alone.

Who wouldn’t want to break in to kidnap a cute little slut and take me home with you?

You could tie me to your bedposts and force me to be your little fuck hole you get to breed every night.

Tell me I’m just a worthless whore that no one is going to look for!

No one will suspect that you chained me to your bed, forcing me to be your little breeding pig for you and all your friends.

Let them come over and watch as they gangbang me.

I’ll be completely at your mercy, getting fucked raw in every hole I have!

I promise to be a good whore for you and take cock no matter what!

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Goth teen phone sex I’m that dark little slut

Goth teen phone sex with a dark dirty slut I’m the one that gets off on hearing a bitch scream! I had an itch the other day to watch a cute little blonde squirm and squeal and my boyfriend knew it! He pleasantly pleased me when he came home with a young teen blonde with huge tits! Which I fucking loved smacking, punching, pinching, and biting while he buried his cock deep in her sweet cunt and tight little asshole! She squealed and cried so loud which made my evil cunt drip so wet! I have the perfect thing to shut this little bitch up and I straddle her face and drown her in my cunt juices. I fucking love the feel of the struggle beneath me her muffled cried and blocked of air way. Suffocating her with my pussy is a feeling you just can’t describe! Watching him stretch her holes while I rode her worthless face I came all over drowning that bitch in my nectar while he filled her gaping asshole up with his hot sticky load!goth teen phone sex

Home Invasion Phone Sex Is My Fantasy

Home Invasion Phone Sex I’m on the couch watching my favorite TV series late at night. Since I live alone, my TV is my therapeutic white noise.   All of a sudden I hear an extremely disturbing sound of glass breaking. It wakes me up immediately. I’m wearing nothing but my panties and bra so I jump up off the couch in a world of panic. “Who’s there?” I yell out as I’m fumbling to find my robe. I have no idea what to do. I’m not only scared, but I’m in panic because I have nothing to protect myself from this intruder. All of a sudden this 6ft, muscular image rushes towards me, wearing an all black ski mask and full black attire. Holding a pistol he yells, “Shut up and get down on the floor!” I’m in full panic mode. “Sir please! I don’t have any money, you can take anything!” I said as my body is shaking uncontrollably. “Do you really think I want this filthy crap that you own? I don’t want any of your chump change either.” He say’s in a tone of disgust. “Get down on your fucking knees you worthless bitch!”

All of a sudden he rips my bra off in excitement. He doesn’t say a word, he just stares at my big perky breast and my brown hard nipples. He lowers his gun as he see’s that my cries are getting softer. His hard dick is bulging through his black pants. He unzips his pants and pulls his hard, thick cock out and forces it down my throat. I’m gagging as tears roll down my eyes. He’s choking the fuck out of me. His eyes are rolling in the back of his head as he’s enjoying my wet mouth. “Yes baby, keep going you fucking whore!” He goes deeper and faster. I can sense that he can’t hold back anymore. He cums all over my face. “Yea you bitch!” Now get up and clean yourself up.”

I turn towards the couch, gather my bra and panties as I’m still crying. When I turn back around with hesitation, he disappears. I sigh with relief, slip into my bra and panties and head towards my room.  I actually enjoyed that fucking dick and wished that he cums again.

Bloody Phone Sex Because I am a Gore Whore

bloody phone sexAs a horror movie junkie, I’m a fan of bloody phone sex. I like to make a mess. For me, I’m living my best life when I turn a simple murder into a gorefest. A guy once called me a gore whore, and I do believe that’s true. I’m very visual. And at the end of a kill, I seem most proud of myself when I’ve dismembered a victim, cut off his dick or sexually mutilated her junk and left nothing but blood, internal organs and sinew in my wake.

I’m a fan of over kill because overkill throws suspicion off me. Makes cops look closer to home for a personal motive. Overkill suggests familiarity not a random encounter. And that’s because overkill suggests rage. And normally folks do not get that sort of rage from a stranger.

When I murder somebody, I can control my rage. I don’t really feel rage for them. It’s more that I just like violence. And I like blood and guts. It’s not personal. The way I see it, I get rid of some asshole or bitch who the world will never really miss, and I get my blood and guts fix.

As a Gore Whore I Turn a Crime Scene into a Blood Fest

Over the weekend I killed a couple. A husband and wife who steal from the elderly to fund their drug habit. I got wind of them before the cops ever did. That’s because I listen to the chatter in chat rooms on the dark net and to people talking in public spaces. I did my research and quickly uncovered the couple. Sometimes I must do police work for the police.

Would the world miss two tweakers? I didn’t think so. So, I broke into their house on Saturday night. And I put them out of everybody’s misery. They start with robbing people for their addiction. But it will make them kill somebody someday. I verified that this couple was behind a slew of home invasions over the past year. I tied them to at least a dozen home invasions where elderly people lost their life savings.

Overkill Throws Suspicion Off Me

People who prey on the elderly for financial gain deserve death. And they deserve a very messy painful death. A trailer park couple with drug paraphernalia everywhere, I think the cops would assume this was a drug deal gone bad. I completely massacred the couple. Sexual mutilation. Excessive stab wounds and dismemberment. It would point to one of the cartels. But I don’t even think the cartels would worry about two tweakers.

But the amount of overkill I demonstrated in their brutal deaths will point to a more personal motive. I even used a chainsaw to take off their legs and arms. But I did that while they still breathed so they would feel it. And so, it would create a bloody massacre. Bodies don’t bleed the same if you dismember and cut them postmortem.

Normally I would prefer the torture sex to last all night if not even for days. However, this couple did live in a trailer park with neighbors so I couldn’t take all the time I wanted. But I did make it a gorefest for the time I did spend with them. And they felt it. They suffered. And they died. Actions have consequences. Even if the police don’t put two and two together, there might be some sadistic bitch like me who does. And what I do to somebody seems far more terrifying than prison.

Home Invasion Phone Sex Fantasies get me moist in my panties!

Home Invasion Phone Sex

Home Invasion Phone Sex Fantasies get me moist in my panties.

Just the thought of men spying on me when I’m getting naked in my room is making me wet.

They’re taking pictures of my virgin naked body and stalking me through the window.

I’m their good little girl who teases their cocks too much!

I’m constantly walking around my house like a bad girl, and they can see in because stupid me keeps the curtains wide open!

They wait until I’m fast asleep naked in my bed, when I hear a crash.

It sounds like someone is breaking in!

I froze in fear and didn’t even throw clothes on in time.

The intruders saw me standing there, terrified, and their cocks started growing in their pants.

My virgin naked body was turning them on too much, they couldn’t help themselves.

They each took turns ramming their thick cocks into my cute little pussy! 

 

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