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Torture sex with my little body for unc

“Little slut bitches like you need Torture sex to keep you in line” my unc says as he pulls his cock out. My little body trembles because I know what is about to happen. That’s when he picked me up by the neck and ripped my panties off. After I fall to the ground, he uses them to tie my hands behind my back. Since I have tears streaming down my face, uncle rubs his hard pcock all over them. “That’s right cry little slut lube my cock up even more, it’ll make it easy to fuck your holes.

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Then my unc holds me down by my neck and forces my legs open. Before he starts to rip me open, he spanks my young bald cunty over and over. He was hitting me so hard that my pussy lips were swollen and puffy. “Which hole should I rip open tonight,” my uncle says thinking out loud. After that you slap my face telling me that I should be putting up a better fight. But I learned after many torture fucks that the harder I fight the more my uncle likes it. Therefore, I just give into his abuse.

Hoping it would end faster, but my uncle just tortures me more in the hopes I would fight back. Therefore, he lays me on my back, “if you won’t fight back then I’ll fuck your limp body” my uncle said with a smirk. His hands started to strangle me and by instinct I started to fight back. “That’s it bitch” he moans as his cock rams in my tight young little asshole. While holding me down by my neck my uncle ripped my assjole open.

All I wanted was for him to finish before I couldn’t breathe. His hard pdick rips me open and I start to smell blood before I see stars. My body starts to go limp, and I start to see black. “Pass away while your uncle abuses your ass and fills you up” he grunts. As I tried to catch a breath, I could feel his big pdick pump his sperm in me and I was relieved it was over.

Vampires Are Fucking Sexy

I have always been tuned on by vampires. I love the concept of seducing someone with my undead pussy and adding them to my army of night creatures. In my fantasy, I am prowling around a club looking for a live cock to turn into an undead cock with my bite.  I finally found my target. It is easy to lure him into my lair AKA my apartment with the promise of an all-night fucking session. I am not lying he will get fucked like he has never been fucked before just by the end of it he will be a creature of the night. The first thing I do is out his cock into my slutty undead mouth and I gave him the. best blow job he has ever had. His eyes are rolling into the back of his head. I have powers of seduction. Then he gets a look at my tits. They are perfect. Once you become a vampire you are physical perfection.  He starts to lick them and suck my nipples. I am now moaning at the top of my lungs and can’t wait to sink my fangs into him.  He is a really good fuck and he will be a great addition to my army of undead fuck boys. He finally slips his enormous cock into my wet pussy and it feels so fucking good. He was fucking me so hard, that he was oblivious to the fact I just popped my fangs out.  As he is cumming I am going to sink them into his neck,  I felt his cock begin to spasm and I made my mood. I sank my teeth deep into his neck and got a taste of his blood. It was exquisite. After his cock was drained he began his transformation. he was now physical perfection and ready t fuck some more.  I think I am going to send him out to get me some young girls for my undead fuck club.

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Unc needs Sex with dead bodies

After all the torture I got, watching my uncle have Sex with dead bodies started to get me wet. My uncle would use me to lure little sluts to the basement where he would torture then to death. He almost got me like that. First, we have to tie her up. Once she is tied up my uncle likes to rip her clothes up and beat her. “I like when you fight back” my uncle says as he chokes her while stuffing his cock in her little mouth. Her body is so small he can pick her up with one hand.

As she chokes on his cock, I can see the tears streaming down her face and it reminds me of the first time my uncle fucked my holes. The pain was so hard it shot through my body and made me piss myself, but he didn’t care. His cock kept ramming inside me until I passed out. When I woke up, he said “you are lucky you are family, or I would have snuffed you”. “Lick her cunt and get her ready for me” my uncle instructed me to do. I know not to disobey him.

Therefore, I lick every little slut he face fucks. Once I taste her and push my tongue inside her, my pussy starts to twitch. That’s because I know that is what she will be doing to my pussy while my unc uses her for his Rape phone sex fantasies. After he lays her on her back, he suffocates her until she passes out. He likes to bring them back to life with his cock ripping them open. That is exactly what he did. “Sit on her face” my uncle said sternly. I sat my secretly wet pussy on her mouth, forcing her to eat my young pussy.

Sex with dead bodies

As my unc ripped her young pussy open I rode her face and when I came, she started drowning in my juices. But that made my uncle fuck her harder. “Smother the bitch” he yelled. So, I sat my pussy harder covering her mouth and nose. I could tell she couldn’t breathe because her body was shaking and fighting for air. What she didn’t know it only excited my unc even more. Finally, her body stopped moving and her eyes rolled to the back of her head. “Good job dumb slut” my unc said as he continued to fuck her limp body. As he filled her up, he said “Now you can’t fight back, you are already gone”.

I hate to admit it but I love Sex with dead bodies

When my Master introduced me to Sex with dead bodies, I was sick with terror. The first time he made me do it with a long-departed companion, I was repulsed, the stench of decay overwhelming my senses. But as time went by, that very smell became an aphrodisiac, a sweet aroma that would set my heart racing.Sex with dead bodiesI have a appetite for the deceased. My desires have pushed me to the farthest corners of taboo, and I make no apologies for it. As the saying goes, ‘If it feels good, do it.’ And trust me, there’s nothing quite like the thrill of fucking the dead.

I know there are a lot of us out there, Snuff sex fanatics. Could you imagine if we were the ones to rule this Earth? We could have so much fun without any worry of getting caught. When you jerk off, do you dream of a freshly dead angel or does the blue, bloated skin make your cock explode? No judgements here, I love it all.

My Master loves it when I grind my pussy on a corpse. The coldness feels so good against my red hot lust. I’ll take their fingers and stick as many as can fit inside me. If I grind too hard a finger or two will break off, but I don’t mind. I just move to the other hand and fuck that stiff until there is nothing left. 

The stiffness of their limbs, the silence, it all brings a twisted pleasure that I crave. As I find myself deeper and deeper in this world, I’ve realized something profound, there’s no limit to how depraved one can be. I’ll love to hear your Murder phone sex Fantasies. We can laugh as we get each other off to the sickest shit.

 

The Silent Lover: My Necrophilia Odyssey

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Yeah, I’m that girl—the one who finds dead men appealing. You see, I have a thing for silence, and a fresh grave has never looked so good.

The whole ‘babe’ and ‘honey’ thing during sex turns me off big time. So, I took matters into my own hands, literally. If I can’t find a guy who fits my bizarre needs, I kill him. Simple as that. And guess what? A dead guy’s cock is a girl’s best friend.

Rigor mortis and an erection? Now, that’s a winning combination. The best part is, they don’t talk back, don’t expect anything from you, and their cocks stay rock hard for hours. It’s a necrophile’s dream!

My latest conquest was a tall, handsome hunk with hands that screamed ‘big dick’. I seduced him, knowing full well what I’d do. We headed to his place, and as I rode his thick cock, I pulled out my trusty knife. One swift movement, and his life was history.

His blood drenched me as it gushed from his neck wound, becoming my personal lube. And guess what? His cock twitched as his life ebbed away. The rush of power was insane!

I rode that stiff cock like my life depended on it—which it technically did, in a twisted kind of way. The silence, the sense of dominance, the sheer ecstasy of it all—it’s like nothing else.

Sorry, fellas, but if you can’t beat ’em, join ’em. And if you cross me, I might just send you to the great bedroom in the sky—where the sex is silent and the lovers are lifeless!

Giving This Dead Little Hottie A Great Send Off

 

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I work part-time at a funeral home to make ends meet. I love my job for all the wrong reasons. I am dating a man who has a fetish for dead bodies the same way I do. I love the summer! We get all the drownings. This means nice young bodies that are mostly intact. We had the hottest little 19-year-old bitch the other day. This girl had the nicest tits, cute little pussy, and a delectable ass. She was so cold and stiff. the minute I saw her my pussy got soaked and I called my man. When he arrived he wasted no time. He started fucking that little cold pussy and I was playing with my nice wet one. It turned me the fuck on so much to see him fucking this little dead cunt. He also fucked her mouth and her ass. he filled every single little lifeless hole full of cum. I prepared her for her viewing and kept smiling to myself that it was my secret she was full of cum!

Necrophilia Phone Sex Because Dead Men Don’t Talk

necrophilia phone sexNecrophilia phone sex, anyone? I find a man more appealing after I killed him. Why? Because dead men don’t talk.  And nothing ruins sex more for me than some dude calling me babe or honey. Or a guy who wants to spoon me afterwards. I am not your girlfriend. I do not require cock like most girls. So, do not confuse me for some horny bimbo. Since I find it more challenging to just fuck a guy lately, I changed my way of doing things.

Now, if I spot a guy I like, I kill him first. If I kill a man right as he gets an erection, his dick stays hard. And you can fuck for a good hour or so postmortem. An when rigor mortis sinks in, sex with dead bodies becomes more fun.  A dead dude’s cock gives me more pleasure than any cock could. Sorry fellows, but your dead dick is so hard that I can get off multiple times.

Dead Men Do Not Talk and That’s What I Want When Fucking: Silence

And last night’s dead dick got me off well too. Handsome man. Tall and all the signs of a big dick like big hands. He has a thing for Goth chicks, so I let him think I wanted to fuck. Although I did want to fuck, I did not want to talk, spoon, date, plan our futures or any of that stupid coupling stuff.

But I knew he could still give me pleasure after death. So, I went home with him. And while I rode him, I pulled out my big knife. And I slit his throat. He never saw it coming. As his blood spurted out his neck, it sprayed me. His blood became my lube. And I felt his cock twitch as he took his last breath.

As he died, I rode his dick harder. In the 20 or so minutes that I rode his dead dick, I realized I really do enjoy fucking dead men more. Some folks might think why not just ride a dildo if I do not want bedroom talk? But I am a sadistic phone sex bitch. Where is the fun in that. So, fuck me if you dare!

Sex with dead bodies makes Master pour out cum

Sex with dead bodies

Sex with dead bodies is essential in a lot of Necromancy rituals. One of my Master’s favorite is, Rosa Mortis Infectum. Every new moon, he scours the town for the purest, sweetest, most innocent thing he can find, and then he brings her back to his lair to sacrifice.

I have to hold her down while he fucks her virginal pussy until it’s bloody and raw. With each thrust, he grunts and groans, and I can feel his hot load filling that poor,  little hole. I hold on to her tighter, trying not to let her thrashing and screaming get to me, as my master delivers the final blow.

With one punch, he plucks out her cervix and brings it to the altar, where he burns it with the sacred flame. I watch as the flesh sizzles and burns, and I can’t help but feel a little thrill of excitement run through me. After all, I know what’s coming next.

Since I am my master’s slave, I have to submit to his will, and when he tells me to eat it, I do so without hesitation. It’s not the most pleasant taste, but I know it’s part of the ritual, and I’ll do anything to please my master.

I become his conduit to the other side. I am the connection to all the girls who have found death, and I can feel their spirits screaming and clawing at me from the depths of the underworld. I’m grateful that it doesn’t last forever, they start to fade out after a while.

Although, it is really exhausting how much he takes advantage of it. He fucks every single girl he’s snuffed but it’s still my holes. This goes beyond Blasphemy sex and My pussy gets so much abuse.

To seal the ritual my Master bends me over and pounds my pussy on top of her little corpse. He covers me in her gore as he jackhammers his cock into me.  He coats my pussy in three  loads of cum, and spits in my face. Once he pulls out his cock the voices start. Their whispers turns my blood cold every time.

As I lay there, spent and exhausted, their whispers turn to screams. That’s because they have become aware of where they are and who brought them back. They are at their loudest in the beginning. With the snap of his fingers he brings any girl he wishes into me and the Torture sex continues. 

killer phone sex teen loves corpse fucking scenes

Killer phone sex teen wants to mutilate corpses with you. My ax is still wet with blood from our last kill. Even my lip gloss is the blood of our slain girl in the next room. I can taste the girl’s blood as I speak into the phone, my voice thick with lust and murder. Your heart races, matching the pounding rhythm of your own blood flowing into your evil dick. The thrill of the kill, the intoxicating scents of fear and arousal mingling in the air.

 

killer phone sex teen loves corpse fucking scenes

 

There’s rustling in my closet. Yes, my ax is still there, blood still wet. Soon my new victim will succumb like her sister! Touching my lips, smearing the red of her sister’s flesh. Such intoxicating color, a crimson hue of life and death!

Sex with dead bodies of these little sluts should really make you crazy with blood lust! 

 

You’re imagining our mutilated bodies, lying next to ours. Sex with dead bodies of these little sluts should really make you crazy with blood lust! The blood staining our skin mingling with the scent of death, of life, of ecstasy. You see the rusty tint of the blood soaking into your pores, bleeding into your skin. Your cock throbs in time with my baby girl pussy our primal drives fusing.

Blood Kill 

The phone buzzes in my hand, our call still connected. Your voice on the other end is a seductive growl, fueled by the hunger for destruction. “I can taste it too,” you admit, your words dripping with desire. The taste of life and lust, mingling with the stench of death. It’s intoxicating!!! 

 

Snuff Sex teen likes cold blooded murder! 

 

I giggle, the sound dripping with both delight and sadism. So, are you ready to indulge in the intoxicating frenzy of blood, lust, and power? Are you ready to become one with the meat of our victims? Are you ready to embrace the beauty of the Snuff sex hunt? You teen killer will decribe how we kill them and all we do before hand, and we will get off fucking dead cold bodies together! 

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Fantasy phone sex brings you into the darkest desires

Fantasy phone sexFantasy phone sex brings you into the darkest desires! Now, let me paint you a picture. I’m lying here on my bed, dressed in nothing but a dirty, ripped-up t-shirt and a pair of skimpy panties. My long hair is tangled and wild, and my smeared mascara gives me that just-fucked look. 

I’ve got a cigarette dangling from my lips, and I’m absently playing with a knife – tracing the blade over my skin, leaving little red lines in its wake. I’m wet, I’m ready, and I’m waiting for your call.

I want to hear it all – the things that make your stomach turn and your cock harden. The things you’d never admit to anyone else. Tell me your Murder phone sex Fantasies. The things that make you feel alive and dirty and guilty all at the same time. 

I learned to love slicing into the flesh of Master’s other girls. He makes me pick them out and allows me to show him how dedicated I am to his pleasure. He gets so hard when I stab deep into their flesh. 

And now I cum when I watch the life drains from their eyes. The sense of power it gives me is intoxicating. And when I’m done, I’ll drain your cock of every last drop of cum, making you scream my name as you fill my throat.

I live for the thrill of my Master, the smell of blood, and the taste of cum. I’m a sick fuck, and I love every minute of it. I can’t get enough of the feeling of a man’s hard cock filling my mouth, gagging me, making me choke on it. And when I can’t take it anymore, I puke all over it, and that little whore we’ve captured will be there to clean it up with her tongue.

Together, we’ll create our own Snuff movies and I’ll be your willing victim. We’ll explore every twisted scenario you can imagine. There is no safe word with me, it can be as rough and violent as your fantasies. I’ll scream and cry and beg for mercy!