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Bodega Blues

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I knew right away that I was going to have a problem.  I entered the Bodega and one of the guys standing outside followed me in, I could hear his friends laughing.  I closed my eyes and sighed.  It never failed.  Some drunk asshole thinks just because it’s late out and that I am by myself that I am helpless, or asking to have sex.  Really? Let me tell you something, if you see a woman outside no matter what time of day it is, it doesn’t mean she wants to get fucked.  Especially me. I hardly have sex at all, I am one picky bitch.

I went back to where the beer was and he was right behind me the whole time.  He was talking to me about my tits.  Yes, I know I have tits, and yes I know how big they are.  No need to reaffirm that fact.  I looked at him, pushed past him and went to the counter.  The guy who was working behind the counter knows me, I go in there all the time.  He leaned in close and asked me if I needed help.  I told him that I was fine.  He then asked me if the guy would need help. I chucked then told him that he just might.  He told me to be safe, I waved then left the store with my beer.

I stopped to light a cigarette then started my short walk home.  Now not only was he following me, but the two others where with him too.  I put my earbuds in, reached inside the paper bag and pulled out one of the beers but I didn’t open it.  I felt a tap on my shoulder.  I turned around and he was talking to me.  I just stared at him not saying a word.  Then, he got pissed.  I could tell by his body language that he was becoming agitated, and he was calling me a bitch and a cunt.  Big deal.  If you are going to try to insult me, do better than that.

I took the last drag off my cigarette, snubbed out the hot box, turned away from them and continued on my way.  Then I felt a full hand on my shoulder, he spun me around hard.  I stepped to him, not in a very nice way, I stepped up to him as in ‘posting up’.  He backed up a little but then stepped up to me too.  I smiled slightly and brought the can of beer up as hard as I could and smashed it against the side of his face.  He crumbled down, I stomped on his chest, then his cock. His friends started to move toward me, but I started to walk toward them faster.  They stopped in their tracks, I kept moving toward them, they backed up.  I stopped and just looked at them for a few minutes.

They were no longer moving at all, they were just taking in the sight I guess.  I turned around, picked up my other beer, gave the guy on the ground another good kick to this cock, turned around, gave them all the finger and went home to enjoy my beer.

Taboo Phone Sex Fantasy

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex fantasies? I have many. I bet you do too. A friend of mine had only one Christmas wish this year. He wanted to explore a rape fantasy he has had for decades. I thought that was something I could help him with. I just had no idea his fantasy would be so violent. I gave him the key to my place. Not knowing when he might sneak into my place added a sense of excitement to the scenario. Last night, I was deep asleep when he yanked me out of bed. He flipped me over as I was wiping the sleep from my eyes. I heard him take his belt off. Seconds later, I felt the belt across my back and ass. He didn’t hold back. I whimpered and cried with every whack. That was nothing. He had his hands around my neck tightly, strangling me as he fucked my ass raw. He was grunting like an animal. A sweaty, horny animal that couldn’t get enough of my tight ass. When he nutted inside me, I passed out from the lack of oxygen. He slapped me back awake and thanked me for making his dark fantasy come true. Can I make yours cum true too?

Accomplice

rape phone sex fantasiesaYou’ve tortured my whore cunt for so long, but I’m finally learning – The only way you don’t torture me or treat me halfway decent is if I’m your little accomplice and get you young girls to take advantage of. I searched for young girls I knew you’d enjoy corrupting. It wsn’t easy, but I found some and kidnapped them all by myself. I brought you three last night and you finally treated me better. You loved hearing them scream and seeing me hold them down while you force fucked your way into their cunts or mouth. With each and every one of them I could hear in your voice how fucking turned on you were. Slap their tits and choke them out. I’ll hold them down, don’t worry.

Shower Time Snuff

Taboo phone sex

I got home from soccer practice and felt super sweaty, a nice, steamy, hot shower was definitely in order! I got naked, stepped in the hot water and began to soak and lather my sore, teen body with soapy suds. One minute I was rinsing off and the next I was thrown to the bathroom floor. A large whack hit the back of my head making me dizzy, before I could figure out what was happening, I was pinned to the floor by a strange man. I screamed and cried out for help. He punched my head and slammed my face onto the floor and told me to shut the fuck up!

I tried crawling away, but my naked body just slipped on the tile. My attacker flipped me around to look at him and I got so scared. I’ve seen his face now and I realize no one is going to help me. He pulled my legs open as I tried to fight back, but when I did he punched my face over and over again. Then he shoved his hard cock inside me. It hurt so bad but my pussy throbbed in pleasure, I don’t know why. I began to cry but that only made his cock harder. When I was able to, I stood up and tried to run for it, but he grabbed me by the hair and slammed me into my mirror. Glass exploded around the bathroom and small shards imbedded themselves in my skin.

Once again, he pinned me down and shoved his cock inside me. He told me that I was going to pay for being a fucking bitch and he grabbed a large shard of glass and began scraping and shoving it into my skin and arms. The harder I tried to escape, the deeper he stabbed. He thrusted his hard cock deeper and deeper inside my wet, cherry popped cunt and plunged the shard of glass into my neck over and over again, cutting and razoring through my flesh and artery. I bled all over the bathroom floor as he came deep inside my teen cunt.

Ass Rape Porn Sale

ass rape pornI got a gift card to an adult bookstore for Christmas. It was from my mother of all people. She knows what a kinky freak I can be. Today, when the store opened back up, I went in to buy some sex toys. The store was not crowded. I guess most folks were out at other stores shopping for after holiday sales. I enjoyed looking around. I enjoyed the attention too. I was getting a lot of that from the few people shopping with me. There was a couple in the store too. Sexy looking duo. The wife approached me thinking I might be a pro. She wanted to hire me to fuck her husband. I politely declined. I only fuck strangers for coke. They didn’t look like the druggy type. My rebuff, as nice as it was, didn’t go over well. They took what they wanted anyway and what they wanted was me. The woman grabbed my hair and slammed my head on the counter. While I was dazed, they were getting me ready for a homemade ass rape porn. This was a kinky couple. They fisted my ass and pussy. They encouraged other patrons to fuck me too. There was no holiday cheer with these two. They ravaged me while others egged them on. They took toys from the store and shoved them in all my holes. I was gaped and sore. My ass was bleeding, but they didn’t care. The were huffing from spray cans. The higher they got, the rougher I got treated. I was tied down for several hours. Every new customer got to fuck the old whore for free. I was part of the holiday sale: hardcore anal sex sale. The store owner did nothing to help me. The kinky couple abusing me paid him money to look the other way. He looked away until I was covered in cum and bleeding out the ass.

Helping A Family Member

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What a twat!  One of my family member’s exes is such a dick!   Nobody could stand him and still can’t. Which is saying something because nobody in my family really likes me but they would take me any day over this guy.  At first I thought he would be fun to hang around with, but the more I did I realized what an absolutely douche nozzle he is.  Imagine the most narcissistic person you can think of, now add bad jokes, talking in the third person, what seems to be some serious brain damage, knowing every thing when they really know nothing, and more narcissism on top just for good measure and you will have him.

I do not celebrate Christmas, but as a token I will show up at my Mother’s house and pretend that I am having a good time.  This one family member told me that Saint Douchington would not leave them alone.  They showed me all the texts, all the phone calls, all the snaps, all the voicemails, and all the inbox messages.  If you are going to be psychotic, then hide it and be a Psycho on the down low, not out where every one can see.

Some of the messages were rather benign, but there were some where he was going a little violent, or what he thought was violent.  To me it was on the tamer side, but to my family member it was upsetting.  I would of laughed it off and completely ghosted him, but they didn’t want to do that because they didn’t want to switch phones.  They had trid blocking him, and even went as far as getting a  Protection Order.  You and I both know those are worthless.  I am not sure if it was the wine, or beer, or tequila, but I offered to help.  They said he was too dangerous, I laughed. I grabbed their phone and sent him a text.

He texted me back on my phone.  I played along like he was right and asked him if he wanted to meet up after I was done at the house to discuss the matter because I was really on his side.  Yeah, right.  He was happy too. We met in a parking lot and as soon as I got into his car I smacked him across the face.  It went wrong for him after that.  Incredibly wrong.  When I was done he was whimpering like the pussy bitch he really is and I doubt he will ever be able to shit right again.

I called my family member and told them that I didn’t think he would be bothering them anymore and if he does, they are to tell me right away.  From what they have said though, so far, so good. 

Sex with Dead Bodies: A Deadly Love Affair

Sex with Dead bodies

Your cock doesn’t get hard for the living, warm bodies of women full of vitality. No, you want the dead girl whose eyes are glazed over and white, whose lips are cold and blue, her body is cold and that cunt a frigid dead hole. The anal cavity is tight and still has it’s pucker even after it dispelled of all the waste while the body died. Her dead eyes are something of intrigue and you pull them out and sever the nerves and two new holes to fuck are there. Your cock throbs as you shove your fingers in and wants to penetrate that dead stare. It’s no wonder you work graveyard shift at the Hospital with access to it’s morgue. You have all the sex you need and desire and they can’t annoy you or turn you down.

Blasphemy Whore Jezabel

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This evil whore hates the Holidays. I took My Satan worshiping fuck toy daddy and his daughters to church after hours. We forced them to take crosses up those asses and tied them to the pews and cut and mutilated flat chests and sweet cunny all in the name of desecrating the holy home. they screamed so loud I swear I came in my tight leather panties! I rode sweet faces before I cut tongues out! As Daddy burned the church down around us I cut tiny hearts out and put them in a plastic bag. We stood outside as the sirens came. Watching the crowd gather as our deeds were burnt to the ground. I kissed him deeply and gave him those warm hearts so he could eat them as he gained power from His Evil God. I would ride his dick for hours after that. I can never get enough of defiling and being an evil slut!

Lunacy is fun

 

Taboo phone sex

I’m going to fuck your fucking ass in the fucking throat with my big hard strap-on bitch. You said you wanted to be the hot piece of pussy well guess what Tramp you’re the hot piece of pussy for sure now, but you got to pay for it. Oh, you thought I was going to be helpful to you when you got to my house you thought wrong sweetie pie. I am going to rip your fucking heart out and bake it. When I get done with you the things that you’re going to see I’m going to teach you not to ever fuck with me again in the wrong way. You thought I forgave you for what you had done well you thought wrong sorry fucking bitch. I’m going to teach you right I’m going to rip that fucking pussy apart and put it in a grater I’ll snatch you limb from limb, and that’s just the beginning of what I’m going to do to you. You are a fucking tasty piece of cunt meat whore. You’ve always thought you were a pretty girl and I’ve always known, but you’re a fucking cunt bitch. I’m done being fake nice to you-you’re at my house now that means you’re in my territory and I’m the ruler here. I am going to shit on your face and make you eat it, stupid bitch. I’ve always hated you I could not ever stand you, and now I get to do what I genuinely feel like doing to you which is torture you in every way known to humanity. It’s going to be a happy Christmas for me after all.

Snuff Phone Sex in My Home

snuff phone sexHe was the kind of guy who called me for snuff phone sex. In fact, he may have been one of my callers. He was some one who knew me at least because he told me things no stranger would know. He broke into my house. Some how got in without tripping the alarm. I had taken an Ambien, so I was out cold. That was until a cold blade and heavy breathing startled me awake. He told me if I made a sound, he would kill me immediately. I thought I would likely die anyway, but if I listened to him for now, maybe I could escape. I let this fat sweaty man who seemed to know a lot about me fuck me. I tried to think of anything else but this fat slovenly fuck on top of me with a knife to my throat. He thrust in and out of me until he came. He smelled awful. He felt worse inside me. I thought, this was over. He got what he came for, now he would leave. That was his form of foreplay. His knife moved off my neck and down between my legs. I gasped as he slid the knife inside my pussy. I cried as he sliced up my insides. I could feel the warm blood of my gutted womb spilling out on to my bed. He left me to bleed out in my own home on my own bed. He whispered in my ear, “Now there will be one less worthless whore in the world,” and he left me for dead.