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Snuff porn with my girl a big dick and my bloody pussy

Snuff pornSnuff porn has always made my tiny pink cunty squirty! Oh Hells bells it has been such a bloody week and I have came so hard my body is still recovering from violent sex. I watched five different real snuff flicks over my holiday break. My boyfriend brought over some good snacks and coke, and weed! My girlfriend was elated to have a nice big cock all week to ourselves. 

Snuff porn with my girl a big dick and my bloody pussy

We are normally some daddies jail bait fantasy during the week and they fuck us and leave.  But we have an older boyfriend who is so fucked up in the head he also has a nice big mean dick! He showed us so many girls being ravaged and killed in these high dollar underground videos.

Watching someone fucked so hard before and after death is amazing. Just cracking bones, and splitting skulls has me eating my girls cunt while he fucks my period pussy! 

Now after watching men have Sex with dead bodies so beautiful, I wonder if we could find our own fuck meat to kill and fuck after life!

Snuff Sex Slut Walks into Your Murder Phone Sex Fantasies

snuff sexThe sick need for snuff sex can’t be stopped. You see a drunk whore walking alone at night and you need to push your dick in her. Before you can stop your self you have a wire wrapped around her neck. You squeeze until the slut stops fighting and loses consciousness. Then your cock is inside her. No matter what women say, that wet tight cunt is made to be fucked. Whether she likes it or not. 

You have her legs forced apart when she wakes back up screaming and flailing around. You cover her mouth but don’t stop fucking. You can’t stop fucking. That’s when you hear my footsteps coming. You take the knife out of your pocket and stab it through her chest and cover her mouth. Your cock starts twitching. You’re so close to cumming, but a drunk slut like me was about to ruin it. 

Fuck Me On Her Corpse

I get close enough to see the knife sticking out of her chest. I turn to run, but you grab my ankle. I trip and you drag me to her corpse. Then you throw me on top of her. You pull the knife out of her chest and the blood gushes out and all over my body. When you press it to my neck I stop fighting. It’s like your murder phone sex fantasies are all coming true at once. 

You rip my panties off and throw them into the pool of blood. You’ve already torn a cunt apart. so you force your cock into my tight asshole. The scream sends shivers to your cock. And the fighting. I’m just making my asshole milk your cock even more. I stare down at your last victim. My tears fall onto her face while you fuck your cum into my cunt. 

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Kidnapping Phone Sex

You stand there horrified. Anger. Rage. Lose. She was supposed to be the one. Right?

Nope. That bitch that you fucked for years? Had a relationship with? All those dreams dashed when you found her in the bed of some rando. Glugging on his cock like a chicken peckin on a worm to eat.

Snapped. That’s what it is.

Dude is already dead. You dispatched him pretty quickly with a click click boom. Make his a quick one too. Right in the middle of the dome. Pink mist.

The perfect shot.

Now, this bitch before you. Crying and pleading saying “It’s not what it looks like”, or “It didn’t mean anything”. You realize that you should give her what she wants. Being nailed hard and long.

You grab her by the face, look into the beautiful doe eyes. And then slowly push her head towards your cock. She just starts sucking with fervor, telling you that this is the only meat she wants in her face from now on. She’ll never do it again.

You know she’ll never do it again. And you’ll make damn sure too. Because as she keeps sucking on that dong of yours, you put your own piece to her head.

Boom.

You still think about that night all those months ago… and still think her face looks really cute in those missing person posters.

 

Snuff Phone Sex: Giving My Life To Please

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Snuff phone sex is a fantasy that never ceases to make my pussy wet as fuck. As you probably already know, I love being submissive, and what is more submissive to another person’s will than giving your entire life to please them, in the most literal manner possible? Nothing that I can think of is more submissive, anyway!

It would start out like a normal day. You’d come to me for some bondage sex and a nice blowjob. I’d give it to you like the good girl that I am. You’d be so pleased that you’d even tell me what a good girl I am for Daddy.

Then, as you have me tied down, spread-eagled, to the bed, you’d wrap your hands around my collar as you start to fuck me. The pressure would slowly, slowly get stronger and stronger. I wouldn’t notice at first because I’m used to having your hands on my throat, and I’d be so caught up in the ecstasy of you fucking me. But eventually, it would get hard to breathe, and I wouldn’t be able to overlook it.

When my vision starts graying out, I’ll realize exactly what’s going on. Then, as darkness descends, and your orgasm starts, the death throes of my body will send you into heights of pleasure you’ve never known before!

Anal Slut’s Orgy: A Night to Remember

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Fucking hell, my asshole is sore! I’ve been the center of an anal gangbang, and these dicks came in numbers I couldn’t count. Daddy and his friends ripped into my ass like a pack of hungry animals, and I fucking loved it.

“Yeah, you filthy whore, take it all!” Daddy yelled as he recorded the whole depraved scene. I was in anal heaven, getting my ass pounded by one hard cock after another. Each thrust sent me closer to the edge, my screams filling the room.

I lost count of the loads dumped into my gaping asshole, but I craved every drop. This filthy orgy was a night of pure pleasure and pain, my body a playground for these horny bastards. As the last cock withdrew, I lay there, satisfied and utterly spent, with my ass aching as a badge of honor.

Im the Anal whore of your dreams, dig deep and stretch me good.

Taboo Phone Sex: Let’s Spread Christmas Fear Instead

Taboo phone sex calls can be your Christmas gift to yourself. I find that many men get filled with rage over the holidays just like me. And they need a creative outlet for all the anger. People act like fools this time of year. Fighting for the last toy or game for their brat. Or demanding expensive gifts from their partners. Although I am not a person who ever gets filled with Christas cheer, I still think folks should be nicer around the holidays. But that’s rarely the case. So, I assist with bringing Christmas fear instead.

Mark wanted his ex-wife dead. And I could see why. Not only does she milk him dry in alimony and brat support, but she keeps his brats away from him. He does not seem like a pervert daddy. Not a drunk or a druggy. Not abusive either. She’s just a bitch who likes to deny her husband his legal right to see his sons. And she started demanding a lot more money for Christmas shopping for the boys he cannot see too.

So, he needed me as his accomplice phone sex partner. Without the bitch in the picture, he saves thousands of dollars a month and he can see his sons. Normally, I would just kill her on my own, but he paid extra to help me kill her. He wanted to see the look on her face when she took her last breath. Since the police look at the husband, current or ex, anytime a woman dies, I provided him with an airtight alibi. But no body, no crime. And right now, she is bear shit.

I Spread Christmas Fear Not Christmas Cheer

We did not kill her in her home. We nabbed her on her way home from a date. Took her to my place. Dumped her car to look like a car hijack.  Back in my dungeon, her massacre began. And I only got one stab in. Mark took one of my knives and went Helter skelter on her. He must have stabbed her 100 times. But I am sure she died after the first couple thrusts of the blade in her stomach.

I would have enjoyed making her suffer longer, but Mark needed to let his rage out. By the time he finished, her blood and guts had sprayed all over my dungeon floor.  Too bad I did not film this one because this kill would have made for an excellent snuff porn. We dumped her bloody carcass in the woods for my animal friends to devour.

This bitch just disappeared. Kidnapped? Murdered? Ran away? No one will ever know what happened to the cunt but me and Mark, and now you. But you will not tell a soul.

When daddy murders he turns me on so much

Bloody phone sexBloody phone sex is an escape into madness That feels so fucking good! Warm sticky blood all over me has me cumming hard. I know it’s not mine, but the bitch laying on top of me. The bitch I helped my daddy fuck and cut! I found her at the homeless camp trying to stay warm! 

 He doesn’t always like so much mess, but everyone needs that bloody fuck once in a while. He thought of leaving her alive, but she is losing too much to stay alive! Oh well, daddy gets what he wants when he wants! And so what if he kills the little throwaway sluts sometimes?  

Bloody phone sex

I stay silent as daddy takes his kill. I bite my lip and try not to cum too fast. His little slut whore waits for him to finish so I can clean her up. When daddy kills, It makes me so hot! I clean her up and lick the blood off her body. I’m turned on by the sheer violence of his murder, making for the best Snuff sex!!! He smiles and strokes my head, telling me I’m a good girl.

I smile and nod, knowing that I’m his perfect little whore. We kiss so he can taste her blood out of my mouth too! We savor the taste of her blood and Daddy and I fuck on her dead body! Daddy cums from our sadistic and violent pleasure kill. We fall asleep in the puddle of her sticky sweet blood! 

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies are The Best Fun

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies are the best things to explore with Snuff calls. As a filthy little cum slut of a exploitation film type victim, my cunt craves torture.

Not only does my cunt crave torture. But my asshole is also a prime suspect for the pleasures of dick. In fact some guys only want ass. In fact they crave an ass like mine. After all I have the perfectly accommodating asshole for big dicks.

Some nights I am getting myself in such a series of deep trouble that I wake up unsure of how I survived. Honestly I really get off on the edge. Like the edge of death makes me feel more fucking alive than ever.

In conclusion I just want to say that I am here to be used. Coincidently I will also entertain the idea of being fantasy raped into full used up ass and cunt. Then used as a bait bitch to find new flesh for the pleasures of perverted sadistics.

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies

Killer Phone Sex: Reverse Snuff Fantasies

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Killer phone sex no doubt means that someone is getting murdered eventually. But in this instance, I’m talking about something a little different from my regular snuff fantasies.

You see, I have a friend who says everyone, no matter how submissive and masochistic, has at least a small sadistic streak buried inside them somewhere. And she’s not wrong because I have one, myself. And there are times when I think about not being the victim, but being the perpetrator instead.

I like the idea of a sexy femme fatale situation. I seduce you, take you back to my place, put you on my bed, and do all kinds of nasty things with you. But when we get to the point where I climb up on top and ride, I manage to slip a garrote around your neck before you realize what’s happened. And as I strangle you, your body contorts in all kinds of fascinating ways that makes your cock even harder and twitch inside me! The death throes make me ride you even harder. If you’re lucky, you’ll get one last orgasm out of the deal before you pass out.

Of course, I have to call my aforementioned friend later to help me dispose of the body. That’s what friends are for, after all!

Fantasy Phone Sex With A Hot Dom

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Fantasy phone sex is great because it means I get to play out fantasies I might never get to do in real life. Sometimes, it’s a fantasy where my Dom is a giant, 30 feet tall, who wants to use me as a real-life masturbation toy. Other times, it can be rape fantasties. Still others, it’s snuff fantasies.

Right now, what I’m in the mood for is a good snuff fantasy with a hot Dom. I want it to be slow and intimate and full of betrayal. I want him to make me think that he would never truly hurt me…and then he does. The story slowly unfolds in such a way that he first sexually tortures me, as usual, and then it starts to go down an even darker path, full of strangulation, exsanguination, and possible descration of my limp, lifeless body.

That’s the best thing about fantasy, in my opinion. Even if you’d never do it in real life, you can always explore the deeper, darker sides of your psyche with fantasy. I have lots of deep, dark sides, and they all scream out for your hands around my throat, slowly choking the life from me as the light in my eyes dies.