Tag: Home invasion phone sex

Snuffing Your Wife And Fucking Your Daughter

home invaison phone sexIt is time for some home invasion phone sex tales from your angel of death.  You wanted your snooty wife who never puts out taken out. You told me you had drugged her drink and was out like a light.

What you didn’t tell me is that I would run into your brat trying to wash period blood out of her panties and shorts at 2 am in the morning. Something about her spoke to me and she saw me with my blade and wasn’t scared. I grabbed her by the hand and whispered where was her room? You sweet teen brat led me into her room and I threw her on the bed and kissed her and started playing with her pussy as I bit her neck and drew blood. I fucked her as I feasted on her. My hand covered with blood that I gave her to clean up.  After she came as I ate her bloody cunt she asked who I was there to kill. I said her mother and she asked if she could do it. My little evil bitch took the blade and we entered the master suite.   She stabbed her mother 52 times blood splattered everywhere.  I undressed and we fucked in the bloody aftermath. Right beside your dead wife.  We took her minced heart out of her chest and washed and set the house ablaze. What a good little fucking evil whore your daughter is watching the house burn o the ground with her mother’s heart in a baggy.  I brought her back to my dungeon for some hot torture sex.

Intruder

Strangulation phone sexI was asleep when I felt really cold all of a sudden. I peaked my eyes up just a little bit and saw my window was wide open allowing the wind from outside to chill me. I felt the bed go down a little as if someone was sitting next to me. I slowly turned over, and was quickly met with a hand roughly covering my mouth and another one around my throat. I felt pressure closing down against my throat making it hard to breath. My head was getting dizzy and I felt floaty without any air. The room was now fading more around me and I can’t recall hearing any sounds. It was like a quietness was surrounding us. I stared at my attacker, can he tell that my body is enjoying this? Can he look back at me and tell that I’m smiling?

Home Invasion Phone Sex Snuff Film

The lines of reality and fantasy were blurred and it seemed like a horrible but dementedly erotic dream that had me awaking so fucking wet. Then I realized the wetness was blood and I was battered, bruised and sore all over and bleeding from a home invasion phone sex snuff filming from the looks of a note left. I survived this? I look at my phone and there was a video link sent to me…

I view the video and to my disbelief it’s me being fantasy raped in a snuff film gangbanged by multiple BBC cocks and they are ripping my holes into a bloody mass of destructive fucking and I am passed out from the intense shock and pain when 2 big nigger penises slam my cunt hole ripping it wide open as my ass is being sodomized by a nigger cock the size of a fucking soda can. I have no idea how it is I am alive still.

Home Invasion Phone Sex

Home Invasion Phone Sex Fantasies

home invasion phone sexI have home invasion phone sex fantasies. What about you? The idea of a stranger breaking into my home while I sleep and forcing himself on me gets my cunt wet. When I was a little girl, something similar happened to me while I was spending the night at a friend’s house. We were all asleep, when the family dog started barking. My friend and I were sleeping in her bed. We got up to peer through the door to see what the noise was about. We saw masked men holding a gun to her mother’s head. Her parents were insisting they were home alone in the house, so I took my friend and hid her. I was smart enough to know those strangers would come looking for a little girl or boy in the house. Let them find me instead. When they dragged me out to the living room, I called the Nelsons mom and dad. They only had one girl, so I pretended to be her. The truth was that even as a school girl, I had snuff porn fantasies. I wanted the armed men to hurt me. They made Mr. Nelson do sexual things to me thinking I was his daughter. I told “daddy” it was okay and to do what he needed to do to keep us safe. I think Mr. Nelson secretly enjoyed fucking my baby asshole because he had a huge boner as he force fucked my ass the way the armed intruders instructed him to do so. I think even Mrs. Nelson enjoyed the show. She was grateful I think that it wasn’t her own baby girl getting ass reamed. I cried and said it hurt, but I loved every moment of it. I survived that night obviously, so did the Nelsons. They were always indebted to me afterward and folks in town looked at me as a hero. Really, I was just a kinky little pain slut even way back then.

Payback with Torture Sex

torture sexHe said it was going to be torture sex. He wouldn’t tell me his name. He said that didn’t matter. All that mattered was that I paid for being a bitch and a man stealer. He knew every sordid detail of my salacious life. I offered him money, but he was already paid handsomely. He tied me to a chair with leather restraints. I was stripped naked. He commented about my big whore titties. I started to scream, but before I could scream too long, he put my panties in my mouth to muffle me. With a sinister grin on his face, he started talking about how his clients wanted payback. There was no apologizing. He wouldn’t listen to my pleas. Pain was on his mind. He started with several whacks to my big fake tits with a cane.  That cane hit my ass a few dozen times too. He affixed weights to my nipples and my clit. I felt like I suddenly had cow udders. Needles pierced my skin. I could feel drops of blood oozing out of my nipples. Drip drip drip. Blood cascading over my tits and pooling in my belly button. More whacks with floggers, paddles and canes all over my body. My skin was turning purple. I was starting to bruise. I was trying to itemize my sins in my head. It was too late to right the wrongs. This was my end. My skin was blistering, bleeding and changing colors from the abuse and torture. His goal was to ruin my big boobs, scar my body, ruin its perfection so I could not steal a man if I wanted to. I thought when he laughed at my ruined body he was done, but this was not just torture, this was snuff sex too. His hands clenched tightly around my throat as he squeezed the life out of me, making sure I knew I was dying for being a whore.

Wanna Know My Hot Fantasy of My Demise?

Home invasion phone sex is possibly one of my hottest fantasies as the worthless victim that I am. You see this hot piece of groomed snatch gets so fucking wet when i daydream of my demise. I literally just get all creamy and crave dick, and not just dick to fuck me normally, fuck normal! I want a guy to fantasy rape my snatch as he takes out his aggressions beating me, slapping or cutting at my perfect fake tits, or even fantasy raping my cunt then once he came in it he takes a knife and starts to fantasy rape my perfect snatch with it. As the wounds are made his salty spunk oozes into them and causes this most terrible burning, stinging sensations.

I really am a worthless fuck whore, am I not?

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Taboo Phone Sex Nightmares

 

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex fantasies consume me. I don’t know what is wrong with me, but I have so many wicked dreams. I dream about guys doing horrible things to me, even killing me. I had one last night that seemed so real. I passed out after partying. I woke up suddenly when a group of strangers yanked me from bed. It was like having a heart attack being woke up that way. They dragged me to the basement where they tied me up and force fucked me for hours. They did more than fuck me, however. One of them wrote cunt on my forehead with my red lipstick. They joked about hearing rumors of the trashy milf who likes to party and fuck college boys who lives here. These guys were younger than me, but they didn’t look like the college type. They looked more like the gangbang rape porn makers type. They burned me with cigarettes. They pissed in my eyes. The fisted my cunt and ass. They used my body as punching bag and a cum receptacle. They cut my hair. They fucked me until my holes bled. It was such an intense dream, that when I woke up I could still smell the piss and cum. I felt sore. I did a line to wake myself up because I felt like I was trapped in my nightmare. I went to the bathroom and saw my face and body. My forehead had whore written on it in red lipstick. My body had purple marks everywhere. When I went to pee, I pissed blood. I touched my asshole and it was on the outside. What the fuck happened to me. Clearly, what I dreamt was reality. Just couldn’t remember how I got to my bed. Guess poor memory is one of the pitfalls of being a party whore.

Snuff Sex is the Best Sex

snuff sexSnuff sex makes me horny. Nothing like a little killing spree with the right person to get things going in the bedroom. I met David at a Goth club. He wasn’t Goth, but he likes Goth girls. He was looking for me.  He heard a rumor that I was the right girl for a job he needed done. We talked for a bit and hit it off instantly. Rarely, does that happen. Usually, I want to kill people the moment they open their mouths. Not him. He wasn’t giving me the runaround or any bullshit. He had an ex wife. Technically, he had an ex cunt. She was trying to take him to the cleaners when she was the one who cheated and left the marriage. He needed her gone so he could keep his money he inherited from his family. She was a cheating, gold digging cunt who I would enjoy killing. With an acrimonious divorce going on, he would be the first suspect. I agreed to a later payment and to do it solo to protect him. It was going to be a pleasure making a snuff porn with the bitch because she gives women a bad name. Last night, she met her demise. It was ugly too. I made it look like a home burglary and sexual assault. I clean her out. She had a sizeable amount of money hidden in her closet, along with a bag of heroin. She was drug dealer. Perfect. I left the drugs and most of the cash to cast suspicion away from my client. I had fun taunting her. In the end, I gave her a Columbian necktie and fucked her cunt with a baseball bat. She died savagely. I went to a motel to meet my client and we fucked with his now dead wife’s blood on my body. I don’t often fuck my clients, but he was hot, and his wife was a 1000% cunt.

Babysitter Phone Sex: Want Young Cunt?

babysitter phone sexI have a naughty babysitter story for you. I have this sadistic biker boyfriend. He likes pussy much younger than mine. He likes to beat on me. I don’t like being hit. I don’t mind a good ass pounding or rough sex, but I always plead with men not to mark up my face. I have discovered that if I bring him jailbait pussy, he treats me better. I have a purpose with him. A grown man can’t pick up young girls easily. Girls are raised to be alert to stranger danger, especially if the stranger is male. I came up with a great plan to get him all the young pussy he wanted. He got me a fake ID and I joined this babysitting site that matches babysitters with families in their area. I make a mean Benadryl cocktail. It is mixed with adult Benadryl, Jack Daniels and Xanax. I throw in some Kool-Aid and it’s the perfect knock out punch.  I have been only selecting homes with young girls to sit for, so he can get the tight young pussy he loves. Last night the girl I was watching was the youngest yet. My knock out punch was too strong for her tiny body. What was supposed to be just a young rape fantasy come true turned into a necrophilia phone sex story. He is such a sick fuck, he loved her dead cunt. It was warm still. But, now we had an issue of what to do with a lifeless body filled with his cum. He didn’t want to wear a condom which left his DNA all over the dead little one.  He beat the fuck out of me; forced his cock in my ass and cunt then made the house look like a home burglary. He hit me over the head so hard it knocked me out. I woke up tied to a chair with the girl’s parents screaming. My sick boyfriend made it look like a kidnaping, robbery and sexual assault. He thinks of everything. Good thing I am a fantasy phone sex operator. I convinced the parents and the police that a group of men in masks broke into the house. There is a citywide search for a kidnaped girl. They will never find her

Plastic Shopping Bags and Their Many Evis Uses

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God I fucking hate little brats!  I just came from the store and there were all these little brats running around.  One of them rammed a cart into me and his bitch of a mom didn’t even apologize to me.  The fucking nerve.  I mean, who the fuck does she think she is?  She has no clue of the evil plot that was already developing in my devious mind.  I’m watching the bag boy bag my groceries and a thought began to occur to me.  As I was leaving the store, I grabbed a huge handful of those plastic bags and went back to my car.  To wait.  Out comes that stupid fucking bitch with all those annoying badly behaved fucking brats.  I overheard her saying that they had to hurry and get back home that no one else was there and she had left something on top of the stove.  My pussy is throbbing at all the evil nasty things going through my head and all these plastic shopping bags I have.  I mean, the possibilities are endless right?  Use them to bind hands and feet with. Stuff one down one of their little throats and make them choke to death.  Gag the other ones.  And that stupid bitch who apparently spawned all of these hideous offspring.  Well, let’s just say I have my own special plan for her.