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Football Game Fun

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I cheered for the football team tonight. All the boys kept staring at me, short skirt and my big tits bouncing all around. The girls on my squad don’t seem to like me too much, I think they are just jealous of all the male attention I get. Whatevs. After the game, which we won, a few of the guys from the team invited me to a party. I love going to parties, anything to keep me from home really. So we get to this party and the quarterback keeps giving me drinks. It really was not long before I was totally wasted. He and a few other guys asked if I wanted to go have some fun in a more private place. I did. They took me into a empty room and laid me on the bed. I sat up and pulled my shirt and skirt off. “Well boys what should we do?” I said. The four of them looked at each other than back to me with big grins on their faces. I stood up so they could remove my panties and bra. One guy dropped to his knees in front of me and started licking my bare wet pussy, another began to eat my little asshole. One kissed me and the other was playing with my tits. I felt wonderful but I needed more. Once I told them this the quarterback sat on the bed, I sat on his fuckstick and began giving him the ride of his life. One guy used his fingers to gape my tight asshole while his friend got ready to fuck it. Once I was being fucked in the ass and cunt another guy stuck his cock in my mouth. I was so full in every way. They took turns switching positions until we were are mutually satisfied. It was a good time.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies: Men Lead, Women Bleed

rape phone sex fantasiesWhat are your rape phone sex fantasies? We live in an ultra sensitive society where women are supposed to be respected and treated equally. I am no feminist. I believe men are superior. I believe men should take what they want and use women as they need. I dress like a whore because I am a whore. I am a dirty trashy whore who loves violent sex. Some men, however, don’t get that. They want to treat me like a princess. They want to put me high on some pedestal where I do not belong. Luckily, there are men like you, right? Men who know a woman belongs on her knees or on her back. Men who believe women are not equal to men and belong barefoot and naked in the kitchen. I am not a feminist. I am not for women’s liberation. Instead, I am for the subjugation of women. Men lead; women bleed. That sums up my philosophy of the sexes. I am a submissive whore who needs constant slave training so that I don’t start to believe all those women are equal mantras going on currently. This “me too” social media campaign is propaganda because you can’t assault or force property. We are yours to take and yours to use. You can call me for all your taboo phone sex fantasies. I want to be your slave, your whore. It is all any woman is good for if you ask me.

Whip my cunt

Roleplay phone sexI love spreading my legs open wide as I peel apart my cunt lips, giving you the perfect view of the inside of my pussy walls while we are having roleplay phone sex. All beaten and battered, you drop to your knees with your mouth-watering as you gaze up into my slutty and wet little slit. I am so beat up and bruised from getting fucked like a filthy whore all night long, I want you to make me feel even more pain and tenderness than I already do! Get your leather whip out and tie my legs to both ends of the bed, stretch me open wide so that you have a gaping cunt ready to be played with! With full force, whip my clit as hard as you can! Make that leather snap against my skin, I want it to sting badly! My clit will eventually start to bleed and when it does, whip me harder! Don’t stop, make me beg for mercy for you to have some remorse for me. You won’t though, you know how badly I deserved this lashing! Just like how a naughty snuff cum slut deserves to be lashed at!

The Belt

Sadistic phone sexI was so scared walking towards my front door. I didn’t make enough money to keep my crackhead boyfriend high all night. I opened the door and handed him all of the money I made from hooking up and down the boulevard. He counted the cash with an evil snarl on his face. He threw the cash at my face then slapped me so hard that I fell to the floor. He spit on me and relief briefly flooded through my body. I thought his tantrum was over, but I was so wrong. He gripped my hair in his fist and dragged me upstairs like I was a rag doll. He flung me towards the bed and pulled his belt from his pants.
“Get your fucking clothes off NOW!” , he demanded.
I took my clothes off and he started whipping me with his belt like I was a runaway slave. He hit me over and over again, each last worse than the one before. He hit me until his arm got tired. With welts all over my body, I curled up into a ball and cried myself to sleep.

Fantasy Phone Sex Trade-Off

Fantasy phone sexHe’d invited me inside to get out of the rain when he’d seen me walking by on the sidewalk. He let me use his bathroom to dry off and freshen up, and I took advantage of that time to do a quick ho bath. I put on the only clean, dry thing I had left to wear, my blue mini dress. When I walked back out, I asked if I could use his washing machine and dryer while I was there, even offered to pay him out of the little funds I had. He told me he’d be happy to let me use them, but he wouldn’t take my money. He pulled me in just then, and started kissing me. It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out when a guy is asking to take it out in trade. So, I let him have his way with me. He moved my hands toward his pants, and I undid his fly and pulled him out. He pushed me to the ground and I had my mouth around his dick as soon as I settled down. He was fucking down into my throat, holding my head to his cock as he ground out against me. He asked me to finger his ass, which was weird, but I needed to do my laundry, so whatever, right? I slid a finger behind him, rimming his ass with it, before pushing my finger into an ass for my first time ever. It felt so weird, but it made him get even harder. He was fucking my face so hard by that point, and I thought for sure he was about to cum, but the next thing I knew, I was being spun around and my ass pulled into the air. He jammed his cock into my unprepared ass, and I screamed. His hand wrapped around my throat, squeezing off that scream, and preventing me making any other sounds, or even breathing. He shoved deep and hard and fast, and he drilled my ass a few times before letting loose a massive load. He held me to him a bit longer before pushing me away and telling me to get busy washing my clothes so he didn’t have to keep me around too long after the rain let up.

Ass Rape Porn Fantasies

ass rape pornWhen I was younger, I watched ass rape porn all the time. I told myself, I can do that. My daddy loved abusing my ass when I was a young girl. He enjoyed sharing my ass with his friends too. It was nothing for him to have a poker night with the boys that ended in an anal gang bang for me. When I ran away, I told myself I could make it as a fetish porn star. I was right. Almost 20 years later, my ass is still taking a pounding. A good pounding too. I told this guy I met at a fetish bar that I loved anal sex. The next thing I knew, I woke up in a fog in the bathroom with a group of men fucking my asshole. I was covered in cum and saliva.  I had no idea how I got there; I assumed I was drugged. They were flushing my face in the toilet, pissing down my throat and fucking my ass two to three cocks at a time. I was being choked with my own blonde locks. No one was using condoms. There were so many guys. I knew none of them. They were smacking the shit out of my tits, face and ass. I was going to be black, blue and gaped in the morning. I would be lucky if I could walk or sit in the morning. Silly boys had no clue who they were force fucking. I am no choir girl. I would have gladly gone into the bathroom with them without being doped. I want to be a gangbang rape porn star. I am still waiting for the guys who can ruin me, maybe even snuff me for good. Could that be you and your friends? I double dog dare you.

Yes Father may I have another?

I went to church for some reason a few days ago. Maybe feeling uneasy about all the things going on, fires, floods, it seems to be apocalyptic. I’m not in fear of hell or anything; don’t believe that type of thing. I think I wanted… no, actually I know I wanted to mark something off my fuck-it list. I had made an appointment with the priest of the local church in hopes of finding what I wanted.
I sat down in his office, it smelled old and musty, I couldn’t totally put my finger on it but I thought it smell like sex. The priest came in and sat behind his desk, folded his fingers together and said: “How can I help you, my spiritual follower?” I couldn’t help but start laughing, he was so pompous and self-righteous I didn’t feel nearly as bad about what I was going to do. I took my gun out from my purse, smiled and pointed it at the so called spiritual man. He looked startled of course and asked what I wanted and said I didn’t have to do this. He thought I was there to rob him, he tried to tell me drugs aren’t the answer and the church doesn’t keep money blah blah blah. I laughed more and said “I’m not here for your bullshit religion. I’m more evolved than believing the garbage you people try to spew.” I explained that I was there to just plain fuck with his head. I told him to call in his youngest nun into the rectory. He hesitated but I told him to think about what life would be like with a colostomy bag and catheter because I blew his dick off, but I would put the gun on his shaft and aim it towards his asshole. “How are you going to fuck little boys if you have no cock?” he said nothing but picked up the phone and called out to his secretary to bring in Marta the newest nun to join. We waited for her to come in, the “holy man” started to whimper a little. I just shook my head at the pathetic man. The nun knocked and entered. “Yes, father?” she asked. I turned around pointed the gun at her and told her to stand next to the priest. She quickly glided over to him, and my play began. “Father, lift her habit, let’s see the panties nuns wear.” The nun protested at first but the priest scolded her. Interesting, I have a feeling this has happened before. Her habit goes up and what do we see, black thong panties, thigh highs, and a recently waxed pussy.Blasphemy phone sexEven my eyebrows went up on that. The priest swallowed hard and I asked him if that made his mouth water. He only nodded with his head down. “I think you two have done this before, I want to see what you two do together.” The priest took her over his knee and began to spank her bare ass. She moaned with each smack. “Ah, you two are a set of kinky fuckers, huh?” I was all too happy to make them push what they do further. I told him to put his hand underneath her and play with her pussy while he spanked her harder. “But she’s a virgin.” I shrugged … “so what, do what I told you to do.” She doesn’t seem bothered by the instruction so I sat back and enjoyed the show. She moaned and gyrated with every smack and without prompting she yelled out “YES, YES father may I please have another!” holy shit I thought well this will be more fun than I thought.
Tune in next time when I finish this monster blog.

A Toy For A Sadist

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I’m your toy for letting out all those sadistic desires you can no longer hold in because you are being driven so crazy at night. You have had all these dark impulses creeping into your subconscious since you met me earlier in the summer. No one has even raised an eyebrow that you some how can’t seem to keep a grip on babysitters for your brats. They always “run away from home” or just kinda vanish into thin air but we both know what really happens to us. We all end up in your basement and become your little dolls. You love playing with us. The screams don’t stop you, it encourages you. When you convinced me to go down into the basement with you, I had no idea what I was signing up for and when I could see the aftermath of your fetish around me written on the faces of your sex slaves sending me direct orders to run as fast as I could. I didn’t expect you to have bear traps set up around the only exit you weren’t blocking. It almost took my leg off and you took the chance to dominate my cunt while I bled over the cold floor. You finished inside my asshole, which was leaking my insides by that point. What happens next?

Goth Teen Phone Sex on the Road

Goth teen phone sexThey rescued me from the storm, and they made sure to point that out as we got out of Texas toward the west. They were driving an RV, and there were 2 other girls with them, so I felt safe enough. That is, until they parked and set up for the night. The girls started feeling me up, and one of the guys ran a hand up my thigh. I tried to pull away and make my way out the door, but one girl pulled a knife and told me that if I even thought about it, she’d slit my throat from one ear to the other. The other guys made their way back to me, and they all helped to undress me. She had her way with me first, sliding fingers into me, licking and sucking my tits, and force-fucking my pussy with her hands. Roleplay phone sexWhen she was hot and bothered enough, one guy picked her up, bent her over, and started plowing her. The other 2 guys bent me over. The 2nd girl spread her pussy wide for me, and they shoved my face down into it as one of them drove into me from behind. They kept fucking me, reminding me that I should be grateful for the rescue, taking turns all night long. When they got ready to leave in the morning, they told me what an ungrateful bitch I’d been, tossing me and my stuff out into the road, but not before the girls went through it and kept the more valuable of my things. So, I’m out here broke again, hoping someone else will take pity on me, and give me a lift to a nearby town.

 

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies: Women Have Them Too

rape phone sex fantasiesWhat are your rape phone sex fantasies? Men are not the only ones that harbor such dark desires. In fact, women love to be force fucked. I want a man to take what is his. I want a man to treat me like a whore. I am a whore. I fuck young boys. I do drugs. I let men degrade and use me. Telling them to force fuck me is mild. I was in a bold mood last night. I told the guys dealing me drugs they weren’t man enough to assault a fly. That didn’t go over well. One guy punched me in the mouth while his friend ripped my panties off and shoved them down my throat. I underestimated those punks. They were high school or college boys. Petty dope dealers on the corner. I was in a different town without my usual connections. They didn’t want to fuck a used up old MILF in exchange for some blow. I thought all young boys liked older women. “We like clean MILFs, not skanks,” one laughed at the suggestion that my diseased old twat was worth even a bump. That’s when I got mouthy. They beat me black and blue before they made me their gangbang rape porn star. I blacked out a few times from blows to the head. I woke up this morning in an alley when a homeless man was pissing on me. I was banged up good. I guess I should learn not to taunt the masculinity of men, but I am a glutton for punishment.