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Necrophilia phone sex

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I awoke with my hands tide behind my back. I frantically looked all around and noticed that I had no clothes on my body. I looked to my left and saw a sweet girl, dirty in dirt. I tried to whisper out to her but I came to realize she was not even moving. She was not breathing. She had cum and blood all over her. I think she is dead. I started to panic trying to get out of the restrains I was in.

I heard a noise and a man just laughing at me. He brought a girl in front of me. She had pale skin and dark hair. She was so skinny and she looked me right into the eyes as her naked body flew at me. He grabbed her by the back of her hair and took out a sharp knife. She didn’t even fight, he cut right into her neck. Her blood ran down her chest to her belly. He let her limp body fall to the ground.

He got on top of her and started stabbing her over and over again in her stomach. Her uterus was gushing blood. His cock came out of his pants and he fucked her hard. He was slamming his dick in and out of her over and over again until he filled her up with his jizz. Her lifeless body was laying on the cold ground. Her pure soft skin saturated in blood and cum.

The man got up and sprayed his piss stream all over her dead face. I am next.

Christmas at the Morgue

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The holidays always bring in more guests for me to play with. There are domestic murders, car accidents and suicides. I set them up with smiles and their faces and of course, stiff cocks. I enjoy cutting them up, and emptying their bodies of blood. I pretend that I am snuffing them out myself, often riding their stiffies while I do it. I set up a group of them to watch so that I fulfill my exhibitionist fantasies while I fuck the corpses to death, haha. God, I love my job! Who would have thought you could combine fantasy with reality and make money at it? That’s why I love being a phone sex operator also. We can talk about all of your naughty fantasies and even act them out together. I’m your dark little no secrets cum whore, here to help you act out that naughty little fantasy that you have. Call me and let’s get off with each other.

Let me be your Christmas dinner

Accomplice phone sexI love being tied up like a little hog. Pretending the big red ball gag in my mouth was a apple, and I would be already for you to roast up for your Christmas dinner. I would love to be in the oven getting nice and crispy for you to enjoy. Wrapping my fingers, toes, and nipples so they don’t burn. I would be already shaved and have all the drugs detoxed out of my body so I can taste the best for you. You can shove all your veggies and seasonings into my cunt and ass hole so I can taste so yummy. I promise I will be a good little whore for you. I will let you do whatever you want so I can be your Christmas dinner.

necrophilia phone sex

necrophilia phone sex

He picks up her lifeless body. He moves her onto the bed. He spreads her stuff legs wide open. He feels her pussy, she won’t be getting wet for him. He uses some lubricant. He puts it on his rock hard cock. The fact that she’s not breathing turns them on.  He lifts up her legs. You can the bones  popping. She’s been dead at least a few hours. Just the way he likes him. He slips is throbbing dick inside of her tight cunt. He moves in and out of her. Her eyes rolled into the back of her when she died all you can see are the whites. What a huge turn on for him. She has a horrified look on her face. Probably from where He was cutting her up with that knife. He remembers how sexy she looked having all that blood squirting out of her. All the while her pussy was soaking wet too. He keeps fucking that Lifeless pussy. He sticks his fingers into the cuts. He feels the wetness  of the blood that is going cold. It excites him further. He’s ramming her as hard as he can. It still feels like it’s Not enough to get him to the brink. He decides he needs more blood and guts. He takes two fingers and pops out one of her pretty eyes. It dangles on the cord. That’s what gets him off. Has he licks her blood off his fingers her cums inside her rotting twat. He feels release. He feels complete. He kisses her cold forehead. Picks her up and puts her in his freezer. He will be saving her for later

My New Fuck Buddy

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I want to fuck so bad sometimes that I just can’t wait to get to the morgue and I have to take full advantage of whatever is close by to get off to. Yesterday I was driving down the road, it was a long drive and I was very fucking horny! So, I put my left foot on the dash, turned the cruise control on and fucked myself silly. A trucker pulled up next to me on the interstate and could see what I was doing. He began to jerk his cock and motioned for me to pull over. We stopped at a rest area and I climbed into the truck. Without a word to each other, we start going at it like two energizer bunnies. He fucks me good and hard and I cum three times riding his hard cock in that big rig. He left my pussy filled with cum and wanting more. We have plans to meet again next week at the same spot and I cant wait.

He kept teasing me…

He called and gave me his info just like the other 10 thousand times he has called. It always declines. After it does I always hear “Goddess Ivy, I just need you to punish me so badly.” And hangs up on me. He always gives me his address, the only thing he never changes. I went there in the middle of the night. Turns out he lives 45 miles away from me.

Home invasion phone sex

He was rich, so he had money and I fucking wanted it. I broke in, snuck up to their room. Cracked em both in the head, when they woke up I was covered in blood sitting on the edge of their bed holding their brats teddy bear. They tried to get lose but the razor wire was cutting into their wrists. I started telling his wife how badly he wanted me to punish him, So I am here. I smiled and slid up between his legs, “You are gonna want to watch this honey. I bet your husband is gonna love this cock up his ass.” I shoved the razor studded cock up his ass making him cry and scream a high pitch scream.

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“Living out in the middle of the desert with no one around, well that is just inviting to someone like me.” I kissed him on the forehead and moved to his wife. I took her gag out and made him watch as I throat fucked her with the razor studded cock. My pussy is so fucking wet right now.. I wonder how if he can keep his cock hard till I cum ? The sick fuck had a ragging hard on after watching his wife’s throat getting sliced and diced. Such a sick fucker! 

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Snuff Sex Fantasies

snuff sexFor months all I heard was a creepy voice on the other side of the phone saying, “I’m watching you Cassandra.” I honestly thought it was one of my former masters out to harass and scare me. I was freaked out some, but really thought it was a sick prank. I thought that until I came home from a party one night, walked into my bedroom and felt a hand go around my mouth. The way he said, “I have been waiting for you Cassandra,” was familiar. Eerily familiar. I peed in my panties because I knew it was my stalker. I didn’t recognize him, however. He put his hands around my throat in an attempt to strangle me. I pleaded, tried to scream to no avail. As he did his best to crush my windpipe with his bare hands he looked me square in the eyes and said, “The fun is only begun.” He tossed me to the bed by my throat. As I was gasping for air, he tied my hands and feet to the bed. He straddled my chest with a knife. When I screamed bloody murder, he punched me in the face so hard, teeth flew out of my mouth. I didn’t get any second chances. He plunged the knife in my stomach and sliced me open like a cadaver. I felt immense pain, then a cold nothiness that scared me. I was dying. I knew it. Too much blood was spilling from my body. My attacker put his hands inside me so he could play with my internal organs. He scooped out my insides and plopped them on my chest. He forced my head up so I could see the horror of my intestines wrapped around my tits like a macabre piece of art. Last thing I heard was his sinister laugh as he started to fuck me.

Introducing Necrophelia

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I have a sexy girlfriend, Andromeda, that I decided to let into my little fetish of necrophilia. Andromeda is smoking hot, and I just know that she is up for anything. Being so sexy, she has a lot of guys and girls all over her, and with her drug habit she’s especially loose these days. I’ve been wanting to bring a live person into my little “orgies” with some of the dead bodies at the morgue where I work, and I thought bringing Andromeda in would be perfect. I’d just get her really stoned first, and then I could fuck her while also showing her how fucking hot necrophilia is. I invited her over Friday night, and poured drinks for us and get high with her. I was feeling good, and suddenly all I could think about was getting my hands on that pussy of hers while shoving dead cock in her ass.

I told her I wanted to show her something, and we got in the car. We traveled to the morgue and she laughed about what we were going to do there and how lame it would be. I laughed and took her into the back, where I have a nice room with a king size bed. I put on some music and stripped down to my bra and panties. I began to dance around, rubbing my body, seducing her. She’s always horny, a real freak, so she was into it. I leaned in and kissed her and she went crazy, kissing me like she couldn’t wait to fuck me. Once we got each other’s clothes off, I took her by the hand and lead her into the room with the bodies are. There was a hot young guy whom had died from an accidental overdose. He was hung like a fucking stallion, and his cock was standing straight in the air. I showed it to her, and her eyes widened. She was intrigued! I put my mouth on it and began to suck his cock and she just stared in amazement. I looked up at her and told her to sit on it, just wait and see how good it will feel. So, she did it, and while she rode him I licked her cunny making her scream like a fucking banshee. What a fucking good time!

 

Master’s disposable toy

Murder phone sex fantasiesAs I prepared our most recent victims remains for dinner, dancing around the kitchen naked and bloody from head to toe, mistress perches on a counter, lazily watching me with those terrible, dangerous eyes. She informs me we have a guest for dinner, and dessert. Her own master has arrived. I pause, what horrible creature could be so powerful, so much more murderous as to be HER master? Then the thought occurred to me, I hadn’t made anything for dessert. She tells me it’s already been handled, and not to worry. That his coming was a very special occasion. I go back to rubbing salt and thyme into the chunks of pink flesh I had rinsed the blood from earlier. But my heart still beat.

Suddenly I’m waking up. I don’t remember falling asleep. My body is moving, back and fourth on a table of some sort. There’s something in my throat. I can’t breathe. But why doesn’t it hurt? I can’t see very well. My eyes aren’t all the way open.

Oh, God help me! He’s on me. It’s gotta be him. He looks like they say demons do. Beautiful, big, dangerous. He’s thrusting in…in…oh fuck! his dick is in my throat. But not from my mouth, from my chest! I’m cut open, and he is fucking my throat from the bottom up. Mistress is holding my esophagus, helping to jerk his dick off in the back of my mouth. WHY DOESSN’T IT HURT?! My heart is poun… wait, no it’s not pounding…. then it occurs to me. It doesn’t hurt, because I’m dead. I was fucking dessert. They are using my mangled, empty corpse to fuck. I’m covered in pussy juice, cum, blood, and pieces of myself.

But it doesn’t matter…. not anymore…

Continuing the nightmare

Mutilation phone sexShaking, terrified, piss dripping down my legs I stayed crouched painfully in place. Too scared to go to her, too scared not to. But something drew me, pulling at me from within my core. Seemingly against my will I slowly rose and stumbled towards her.
She reached her bloodied hand out to me, smearing my face as she cupped my jaw and wrapped her fingers into the hair at the back of my neck. She pressed her lips to my quivering mouth. She forced her tongue between my teeth, licking them, pressing forward. I opened my mouth to her explorations. I hated myself for how wet my pussy instantly became. The heady flavor of her tongue mixing with the hot iron of the bastard’s blood set a fire pit in my belly which spread to every inch of my body. My nipples drew into hard peaks, threatening to rip themselves from my body. Her other hand cupped one breast, hot and liquid covered, she caressed me. Why? Why do I want this so badly?
She released me, stepped down from the mangled corpse I had all but forgotten she crouched over. Undressing me to my panties, she lifts my small frame with unexpected ease, setting me on what would have been my captor’s lap.
She picked up entrails from where she’d tossed them to the floor, and tied my hands with them to each of the corpse’s legs. leaning me back between his feet.
“Don’t you move, little one.” She ordered.
Prying the remains of his dick from it’s holding place of his mangled jaws, she slid my panties to the side. Sticking her finger inside the mangled cock like a puppet, she then began sucking my clit into her hot mouth. Colors burst behind my eyes as I began to orgasm. She Shoved the meat puppet into my pulsing pussy, and I came. Over, and over I squirt over her hands.
I came as I’ve never came before.

Her bloody, pussy juiced face rose between my knees.

“You’re mine, now.”