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Home Invasion Phone Sex

Home Invasion Phone Sex

Home invasion phone sex turns me on! I imagine you breaking into my home while I’m alone in my bedroom, legs spread eagle as I masturbate. My vibrator is buzzing and the porn I’m watching is loud and I’m too into fucking myself to notice you at the door, watching me. You charge inside, and pounce on me, grabbing me by the hair and telling me not to scream while you hold a knife to my throat. I obey as you take a finger and start rubbing my wet cunt. I’m still aroused, so I writhe and moan a little at your touch. Your hard cock is practically bursting out of your pants and you tell me to take it out and suck it. I hesitate and you grab my hair harder and threaten me. It’s a massive 14″ and thick in diameter; way to big for me to take. I start kissing your balls, then work my way up your shaft to the tip of your cock. I slide you into my mouth hesitantly, but you–impatient–shove your cock in my throat, making me gag. You throat fuck me violently, calling me a filthy whore as I spit up on your dick, making you fuck my throat harder. You pull out of my mouth and pounce on me, violently shoving your oversized cock in my pussy, making me take it. I scream in pain, it hurts so badly and you’re bottoming out in me! My screams arouse you even more and you fuck me even harder, tearing my labia and making me bleed. You bite my breast, completely taking off a nipple and spit it back in my face before turning me over to force yourself into my ass as I try and fight you off. I cry as you split me open and beg you to stop…but you don’t stop until my gaping whole is filled with blood and your cum, which you make me suck off your cock. You threaten me not to tell because you know where I live and promise that you’ll be back night after night to take my ass and pussy again. I’m secretly delighted, almost as much as I am terrified. 

Home Invasion Phone Sex Fantasies Can Cum True

home invasion phone sexI have home invasion phone sex fantasies. Do you? I love being a dirty mommy. Anyone breaking into my house might not know what a mommy whore I am. They quickly find out though. In this sexy home invasion fantasy call I did last night, a home intruder found me naked in bed with my two sons. My assailant dragged us out of bed at gun point and made my boys do things to me. They called me all sorts of names like whore and bitch. While a gun was pointed to my head, my home intruder forced my boys to fuck me. He wanted them to piss on me, even spit on me. He encouraged them to call me names too. Soon, this home invasion fantasy turned into a gangbang rape porn directed by a masked intruder. He got off on forcing my boys to degrade me and treat me like a cock sleeve. I was pleading with my boys and my masked intruder to not hurt me, but my boys were getting off on abusing me too. The intruder was that devil on their shoulders telling them to nail their mommy whore. If he had not discovered me naked in bed with two teenage boys, he would not have known what a taboo mommy whore I am. Once he found out though he wanted to change my sons from good boys to mommy’s abusers. He told them to fist my holes. He had them piss in my mouth. He even had them smack me around a bit too. I was crying. Not from the pain and humiliation. I can handle that. It was the fact that some masked intruder was turning my angels against me. He made my sweet mommy’s boys aggressive abusers. It was a hot taboo fantasy phone sex call.  What kind of taboo fantasies do you have?

So You Want Me To Get Rid Of Her….

Accomplice Phone Sex After we fucked this morning, you told me that you want me to help you get rid of your wife. My cold dark heart warmed only for the briefest of moment, my cunt throbbed at the idea. I told you that I have some friends who are criminals, black guys who need the money and would do it with enthusiasm. What I didn’t tell you was that I asked them to force fuck her first right in front of you. When I arrived with my friends, we grabbed your young step daughter and dragged her up the stairs, I ripped off her nighty to check out her worthless body. My three friends got to work pulling your wife out of bed and taking her clothes off. I jumped on top of you, pulling out your dick and jacking you slowly while they had fun with your wife. She screamed so loud when the first cock slid in her cunt, I started sucking your cock while you watched them pass her around. Helping you snuff her and make all your gang rape fantasies come true was the best gift any cold-hearted slut could ever receive.

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No Place Like Someone Else’s Home for the Holidays

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There’s nothing like home invasion phone sex for the holidays!  I like Christmas just as much as the next brainwashed consumer, but do you really think I’m going to spend all of my time and money decorating and and doing my place up for the season?  Of course I’m not but I don’t want to deny myself cheer and merriment and all of that bullshit.  That’s why, every December, I find a fun little family to hold hostage and use to create the Christmas that I’ve always wanted, the Christmas I never had.

It’s never hard to get into a place, I just use my door to door hunting tactic.  I go from house to house early in the month under the guise of giving out free advent calendars to families in the area.  I don’t mess with the ones who simply take the calendars graciously and send me on my way.  Their reward for being both nice and cautious is their lives, though they’ll probably never realize that they had won anything other than a festive box full of chocolates.  The first bunch of suckers to ask me if I’d like to come in out of the cold and drink hot cocoa with them, they’re my mark.  Nice, maybe, but not very smart.  Not very smart, at all.

When you go into an unfamiliar dwelling and the inhabitants are right in front of you, you have to be very inconspicuous with how you case the place.  I’m always sure that everyone in the family is present before I let myself loose, I don’t want any surprise brothers or sisters popping up mere hours into my plan and ruining everything.  A quick glance at the family photos hanging on the walls does it.  Once everyone has gathered and we’re enjoying one another’s company over hot cups of chocolatey goodness, I let them all know that I have more to give them than advent calendars.  Indeed, I have some really bad things in store for them for the holidays.

Mom and Dad will always react in one of two ways when I tell them I’m there to make sure their Christmas is hell, scoff or laugh.  Both responses are met with a ball peen hammer to the hand so they know I’m serious.  Everyone will scream, some of them will try to run.  To get quick control, I wrap Dad up in a choke hold, whip out my straight razor and tell everyone I’ll slit his throat if they move one more muscle or let out the tiniest of peeps.  Show the family that Dad is powerless against you and they’re all yours.

I have the offspring bind their parents, without variation.  I force the boy or boys to perform fellatio on their father and jack off all over their mother’s face while the girl or girls and I watch.  For days, the parents, bound the entire time, get violated and penetrated by their sons while the daughters and I watch.  After a week or so, through our many talks and shared observations, the girls start to understand my reasoning behind creating the ultimate suffering in their parents.  Stockholm syndrome at its finest.  A couple of weeks into the holiday hostage situation and they’re barking out orders and torturing their parents just like I would.  Even give their brothers some heavy handed treatment without any suggestion on my part.  It’s kind of crazy how it always works out in the same manner, as though I’ve tapped into some psychological nerve of fucked up families that lets me play them all like puppets.  That’s the best Christmas present I could ever get. 

Of course I have to off the whole clan when I’m done.  I like to do it by the new year, start the next one out fresh, but sometimes I have a little too much fun with my holiday families and stick around well into January.  The sister I befriended this year is crazy as hell, she’s going to kill her mom before Christmas even gets here if I don’t cool her out a little.  I guess worse things could happen, but I want her to be around to get her big present… watching her very own dear little ones tear their father to pieces as he screams and cries and begs for mercy.

 

Fantasy Phone Sex Lines Let You Explore Your Darkest Thoughts

fantasy phone sexFantasy phone sex lines like mine let you explore your dark side. There is nothing illegal about our thoughts. I love talking to perverts who like naturally bald pussies. I talked to a guy late last night who was driving around in his car peeking into people’s windows. He had some wicked home invasion fantasies that got my pussy wet thinking about being his accomplice. He went by this one house with a huge bay window. He could see the family in the living room. He described an idyllic family, like something straight out of a Norman Rockwell painting. When I was a little girl, I always wished I had that kind of family. He described a pretty mom with a handsome husband and what appeared to be fraternal twins, a boy and a girl. They were likely still school age. He parked across the side of the road and called me for a home invasion phone sex fantasy while he jacked off watching the family he was fantasizing about. That really turned me on. We pretended that I was with him. It was dark, but it was early still. We pretended that the family he was jacking off to was asleep. We broke in through the basement door. My partner shot the husband. His blood and brain matter splattered on his wife who was now screaming. I dragged her out of bed and ripped her clothes off her body. I shoved her dirty panties in her mouth to muffle her cries. I tied her up so my partner could fuck her. I went and got the brats. I tied them up, but after I stripped them naked. We were going to explore our rape phone sex fantasies for those young teens. My partner fucked the wife, then he came to help me fuck the son and the daughter. It was a hot fantasy. And knowing that he was outside their home watching them and jacking his cock in his car made our role play even hotter.

Babysitter Phone Sex with Layla

Babysitter Phone Sex

 

One of my favorite movies is “When a Stranger Calls.” The voice at the end of the line that harasses the babysitter during the movie gets me nice and wet. It’s so deep and mysterious! This scenario is an integral part of my recurring babysitter phone sex fantasy. While I’m babysitting, I keep getting calls from a stranger and though I try to ignore it at first, I become increasingly terrified by him. Eventually I call the police who trace the call and determine it’s coming from inside the house, but at that point, it’s too late…the intruder has found me and have to run and hide. I hide under the bed in one of the guest bedrooms and try to control my breathing. He wanders into the bedroom and he nearly misses me, until my watch alarm goes off reminding me to take my meds. He quickly grabs me by the legs and pulls me from under the bed. I’m screaming, crying and kicking and he punches the back of my head. He angrily rips my leggings and panties off and buries my face into the carpet while he pulls out his cock and shoves it forcefully in my ass. This makes me scream louder and he pushes my head deeper into the carpet to muffle me, angrily force fucking my ass as my nose bleeds. He calls me names—stupid bitch, whore—and tells me about how he’s going to slit my throat, fuck the wound, defile my corpse and throw me into a woodchipper so he can feed me to his pigs. I love the feeling of being powerless and at someone else’s mercy. I imagine him dragging the blade of his knife across my jugular and feeling the warm blood trickle down my neck at the exact moment I cum. I then imagine watching him have sex with my lifeless body as my spirit watches on from the corner. Torture babysitter phone sex sure does make me horny!

Home Invader Molests Me and Uses Me Like a Cock Whore

Home Invasion Phone Sex

 

You sneak into my house. I’m not sure why you chose to break in. Did you want money? A place to hide? I’m not sure because you came behind me, covered my mouth and told me that if I screamed you would shoot me in the head. I complied and did not scream as you put a blindfold on my eyes, gagged me with a sock and tied my hands behind my back. You led me to my couch where you molested my tits, rubbing them and sucking on them. This is what you wanted all along, to use my body like a fuck toy. I try to get away, but you pinch my nipples hard, so I won’t move. You move all the way down to my skirt and rip it off. You molest my cunt, telling me that I’m a stupid little whore for not screaming while I had the chance. Of course, I was; I deserve to have this happen to me. You pulled out your cock and shoved it into my pussy. I cried out that it hurt, but it only made you assault me harder. By the time you cum into me, you have completely destroyed my pussy. I ask to be let go, but you say you have other plans. You say that I will be your eternal cock slave as you hold me prisoner in my own home!

What Are You Thankful For?

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Of all the things you have to be thankful for, is gory, grimy, filth filled Gothic phone sex one of them?  Do you give thanks for all of the rainy, depression filled days and nightly dreams riddled with nightmarish visions of death and violence that plague your very being, or are you only grateful for the few fun filled, sunny days and magical moments of joy that trickle down through the tragic parts?  You know that you couldn’t have one without the other, right?  Have a seat, let’s talk real shit this Thanksgiving.  No turkey, no stuffing, no pumpkin-fucking-pie, I don’t even have a table for you.  Just you, me and some talk that might be a little hard for you to hear.  You need it, though.

I’m sure you’re appreciative of all of the dumb shit you have in your life: cars, house, family, status.  People love having that shit, how it makes them happy, I’ll never know.  What I want to know is do you give gratitude for the little, darker things in life that people usually don’t think about.  You know, the parts of life that some individuals are forced to reckon with that you might not necessarily think about because it hasn’t happened to you in your sheltered, pathetically unaware existence.  Not yet, anyway.  We’ll see how our talk goes and where this conversation takes us.

Of all things, I bet you’re most grateful for your loving family, huh?  Loving wife, attentive parents, maybe a rugrat or two running around?  Family is what makes holidays great, right?  You’re oh, so thankful for the clan in your kitchen cooking up a storm so that everyone can stuff their stupid faces and get fucking fat and watch stupid football and blah-blah-fucking-blah.  Isn’t that right?  Well, are you thankful for having a father who didn’t beat and abuse you and come into your room every night to have his way with your tiny little body?  And are you thankful that your mother never chained you down and whipped you with everything she could get her hands on and violated your virgin hole with random objects from around the house?  Do you give thanks to your parents for not using rape and torture as punishment when you were frowing up?  Maybe you should.

How about your closeted whore of a wife?  Are you going to thank her for not gaslighting you, taking all of your money and driving you completely fucking insane?  She could, you know.  You men are pretty trusting of the women you let into your lives.  Look at us talking now, for example.  Do you really think it’s smart to let a feminine force like me into your life when you obviously have so much to lose?  Not your smartest moment, I’m sure, but here we are.  Anyway, your cuntbag wife could just pack up your crotch goblins and all of your possessions and leave, one day.  You should tell her thanks for not being a complete psycho and taking you all out with some sort of poison or just flat out blowing all of your heads off with a shotgun.  I bet she’s thought about it.  

Never thought about being grateful like that, have you?  Grateful for all of the unfortunate things that haven’t happened to you that, very easily, could’ve.  And they still could, you never know.  Your mom might choke on a turkey bone and keel over at the table, stranger things have happened.  Your whole family might just die in a fiery car wreck while you’re all out driving around looking at Christmas lights.  If that’s your path, then so be it.  Or maybe, just maybe, the whole time I’ve had you here, distracted by both my bold, naked beauty and my wide open, rabbit hole of a mind, I sent a few friends over to your house to have some sadistic fun with your beloved family for Thanksgiving.  Hypothetically, if I did send some sordid baddies over to your place to eat all of your food, fuck your mom, wife and tots in front of your dad before they baste his brain with buckshot, would you be more thankful if I told my friends to let the rest of your family live or If I had them just take out everyone in the place?  Be honest.

 

Home Invasion is Easy if You Stick to My Plan

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One of my favorite types of terrorizing a helpless tramp is scaring the titties off of some dumb bitch who’s home alone and watching her get forcefully fucked by one of my brutal buddies with a little bit of home invasion phone sex.  Being a pervy accomplice to a peeping tom that’s ready to step up his voyeuristic game with a little B&E really gets my adrenaline going.  The asshole stretching sodomy and cunt fisting fuck action that follows gets my pussy juice flowing.

I always plan the whole thing out, you can’t trust a guy with this type of shit.  Sorry, but you guys are kind of morons when it comes to this stuff.  They say that most serial killers are men, I say that most serial killers who get caught are men.  Psychopathy doesn’t discriminate, everyone is susceptible.  We all go a little mad, sometimes, women are just better at pulling it off.  I find the fair little fuck pig we’re going to utterly violate, stalk her for several weeks to get her routine down pat then formulate our angle for getting inside of her place.

When break in night comes around, the guys are always super anxious and excited no matter how much I’ve prepped them on the plan.  You’re all a bunch of amateurs, but the anticipation on your faces is kind of cute, not gonna lie.  If you can keep calm, cool and collected it’ll go down pretty smoothly.  If you can’t control yourself and deviate from the plan in any way, I make no promises.  And if you get too weird and draw a bunch of attention to us, I’ll be out and on my merry way before you even know I’m not there anymore.  Follow my well formulated plan and you’ll be forcing your fuck stick into an unwilling babysitter butt or jamming your junk into some housewife’s slamhole in no time at all.  

I hope you can contain yourself long enough for us to get to that point.  I love it when dumb bitches are bent over taking it from behind while their faces are being forcefully pushed into my pussy.  Slut screams feel so good on my sadistic slit, I want that bovine to bellow and yelp all over my snatch while you show her what you’re really made of.  That’s the best part for me, don’t fuck it up by being overly eager.  Don’t worry, we’ll get in the house and you’ll get to cream some unsuspecting whore snatch and stretch out a never-fucked asshole before the night is through, I guarantee it.  You just have to stick to my accomplice phone sex plan.

 

Home invasion phone sex with Stephanie the slut

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Home invasion phone sex always makes my wicked whore cunt so wet! I get so turned on talking about waking up to a stranger on top of me. I can’t fight back with you holding me down on the bed. You know that I can’t scream once you slice deep into my throat with the cold blade of your knife. You’ll be able to abuse and mutilate me in every way you can think of. My family will have no idea that you’re even in our house until they find me in the morning as a bloody pile of torn up fuck meat and cum. I’ll have to lie there and take every minute of torture and force fucking until I finally bleed out underneath you. Look me in the eyes so that you can see the pain in my face when you start fisting my holes and tearing my organs out. Don’t stop stabbing, ripping and slicing until your balls are drained and you’re too worn out to waste any more energy on a worthless snuff slut like me. I can’t wait to wake up as your next victim!