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Three Twisted Wishes: Pt 2

Sex With Dead Bodies

 

My second wish was delightfully evil. I wished my little sister back to life, then I wished the devil himself could come in and fuck her tight little holes. She screamed as she saw his hooved figure and that impossibly large cock. It was almost the size of a third leg! She screamed and tried to run away as he lifted her small young body up and slammed  his over sized demon cock into her tight baby girl pussy splitting it open. She screamed as blood dripped down his cock and balls. She screamed a final scream as his boiling hot cum shot into her ruined cunt. Her lifeless body fell to the floor as he vanished. I laughed and played with her small tits and her bloody cum filled cunt. I told the boys to fuck her dead body while I bound her soul to her corpse so she could feel everything.  After they ruined what was left of her pussy I cut her chest open and bit into her heart. I love the metallic taste of blood and the texture of the heart.  I smile down at her and kiss her cold lips. This is just the second wish. I love these sweet murder fantasies.

Sex with Dead Bodies For The Dark Web part II

Sex with Dead Bodies

( Don’t miss out on part 1 click -> Here)

Sex with dead bodies was not something I’d ever thought I’d be doing. But since these 2 fucking sicko’s kidnapped me I’ve been doing a lot of shit I never thought I would. Getting fucked, beaten, and battered all for views on the fucking dark web.  The smell of the room nauseated me. Blood, flesh and now sex, all mixed up and permeating the entire room. I stood towering over Harry. Looking down all I could see were 3 mangled divides of meat. Clumped with brain matter, hair and blood. All of this was right where his head would have been. Beyond that, Harry was in perfect condition. His body was nice, sexy even. His cock stood at attention.

~Bang, Bang~

“Let’s go Cunt, and this time use your mouth first”

Falling to my knees, I stared looking at the mass of ripped and torn flesh. Thinking and wondering what Harry used to look like. I took his cadaver cock in my hands. It was cold, but so hard. Leaning over and slowly kissing the tip. My hair cascaded around his lap and cock.

“Look at the camera you stupid whore, viewers wanna see too” Randy yammered.

I tucked my blonde hair behind my ears and looked over at the camera. I sucked his frigid member into my mouth. It was like eating a popsicle that would never melt. Long, hard, deep strokes and sucks with my warm mouth. Unable to even fathom the idea that I was really blowing a dead guy, my thoughts raced. I wasn’t even crying anymore. Warming up that ice cold prick was the only thing I was worried about at that moment.

It was time to fuck him. How was I going to ride him, and not look at him?

I’ll just close my eyes

I positioned myself spreading my legs wide, and squatted over hamburger Harrys cock. I quickly mounted him. My mouth and warm spit has brought the temp of his dickcicle up. With my eyes closed, I Grabbed his dick  and angled it lowering myself on to it. His cock wasn’t huge, but it had a little bend in it.  That bend made the mushroom tip hit my G spot, perfectly.

Stroking with my cunt, my movements became faster. With each stride my g pot was getting hammered. Moaning softly, I was so close.

I didn’t even notice the deranged duo were standing right beside me. ” You are enjoying yourself, aren’t you whore?” Jarred, I stopped. “Don’t fucking stop now, keep going”

I closed my eyes tight and rode the departed faster and harder. I knew I was going to cum.  My moans grew louder, almost animalistic.

~Bam~

Ice cold Meat, blood, brains and gore smashed all over my naked body

I blasted off on his dearly departed dick.

 

 

Necrophilia Phone Sex with a Living Dead Girl

necrophilia phone sexNecrophilia phone sex turns a lot of men on. Men like me to play dead. However, there are men out there who want me dead before they fuck me. And I try to avoid men like that. But I’m not always successful. I owe this one drug dealer, Jimmy, a lot of money. It’s from many years ago, but I guess he never forgot the debt.

To a man like him, what I owe is minuscule. But to me, it seems like a lot. It’s hard sometimes for a druggie whore to scrape up a few grand. But Jimmy threatened my family, so I got desperate to find the money somehow. And the seedy under world of snuff porn is a quick way to make some serious cash. But it’s also a way to become seriously dead too.

So, I started pounding the pavement. I’m a little bit long in the tooth as they say. But that does not mean I can’t find somebody to work with me. It just means I must go deeper underground to find somebody willing to work with a used up old whore like me. And I found Dave. He would pay me what I owe Jimmy, plus 500 extra to go towards my next coke purchase. But I had to play dead. At least I hoped I was just playing dead.

Dave serves as a go-between. A go between talent and private collectors. Guys who like the one and done sort of movies, but I know how to play that well. As it turned out this little film that got me out of financial trouble almost cost me my life. I showed up per my instructions.

If You Want to Fuck a Dead Girl, I Can Play Dead Better Than a Corpse

And I glammed myself up. Apparently, the collector of the snuff flick I was about the star in likes a lot of makeup. And 80s style hair to take him back to the days when girls rejected him. I think this man is a former incel. The kind of man who cannot get pussy. At least he could not get pussy in the 80s when he was a teenager. Even though he has a lot of money now thanks to some smart investments, he still hates women.

The movie got rough. Of course, I can handle the rough fucking, but this guy did a lot of rough choking and slapping and strangling. I honestly thought I would die. But then I remembered the director saying just play dead. The guy is old. As soon as he takes your life, he’ll stop.

So, I tried to make my body lifeless with his hands around my throat. And it worked. I managed to get my entire body limp and unresponsive to his touch. But I’m not sure how I managed that. I really thought I was on that last of my nine lives there. However, the guy gave up once he thought I was dead. He paid Dave the money for the film. And once he was gone, I stood up, gasped for air, took my money and ran out of there.

I guess at least the guy did not enjoy sex with dead bodies or he might’ve realized I was just playing dead. My cunt would twitch and betray me if he fucked my “corpse.” However, my body acted just as he wanted. Just how he expected. He will always think he choked this 80s glam babe to her death, but once again, I came out on top.

Sex with Dead Bodies is the Only Way I Fuck

sex with dead bodiesI was never really into sex with dead bodies until about eight years ago. I was fucking this dude I picked up in a bar, when he violated every rule, I told him about prior to bringing him home. I’m not your typical woman. I don’t require sex like some do. But like most people, I get urges. Just not daily. And I never look for my self-worth or any kind of ego boost from fucking.

I’m never angling for a relationship or money or presents either. I just wanted to fuck this dude, and he wouldn’t shut the fuck up. So, I slit his throat with a knife that was strapped to my inner thigh. My in case of an emergency knife. And he constituted an emergency.

I slit his throat, and as the blood gushed everywhere, I discovered that his dick stayed hard inside my pussy. And I did not expect that. So, I did not hop right off him. I kept fucking him until I came. It was the most peaceful fuck of my life because dead men don’t talk. And they don’t cum. But I can cum on a dead dick. and I did. The best sex of my life, I had with a corpse. And ever since if I feel the need to fuck, I either look for a fresh cadaver, or I create a fresh cadaver.

The Only Good Dick is A Dead Dick

Over the weekend, this natural born killer phone sex bitch wanted to fuck. But I did not want to deal with the hassle of the games. And I did not want to have to listen to some tool run his mouth making it hard for me to have an orgasm. I like to fuck in peace. And sure, I can use a dildo whenever I want. But why settle for rubber when I can have a warm dead dick inside of me. So, I went to the morgue. I have a friend there. Equally sick and twisted as me.

And this guy owes me a few favors. I have cleaned up more than one of his messes. He thinks with his dick and not his head. So, without me, he’d probably be in prison for life. Hence, he will send me a text when I ask about a fresh male cadaver with a decent size dick. I know what you’re thinking. How do you get a dead dick erect? Easy. You put a cattle prod up the ass and you shock that dick awake. Then you hop on, and you go for a ride. I came so hard on that dead dick too. And I rode him right there on the cold metal table in the morgue.

Sometimes, I Need to Kill a Man to Fuck Him

I scratched that itch easily. Dead dick can make a woman cum. But dead dicks don’t cum. And I always hated the mess. I guess I’m a little OCD. But with a cadaver as my lover, I discovered no cleanup, no sappy talk, and no risk of a man trying to dominate me. So, necrophilia phone sex for the win. I don’t care who you are. I can promise you that I would much prefer to fuck your corpse than fuck you when you’re still breathing.

Forced to have Sex with Dead Bodies for the Dark Web

Sex with Dead Bodies

You are made to do so much fucked up shit when you are just a toy for the dark web. Like being forced to have sex with dead bodies. Being forced to do anything keeps my tight pink cunt dripping. Even when I’m scared and crying, my pussy still craves to get fucked.

Cameras are rolling. A sadistic team of twisted fucks keep me locked up in a room. Naked with my tits and ass all bruised and scratched from their fucked up play time earlier. The heavy metal door swings open, and 2 huge black trash bags are drug in.I could see the form of bodies. When they dumped them out on the concrete floor, they made sickening thuds. 2 bodies, both men just lie lifeless on the floor in front of me. One had been shot in the head, the other bludgeoned to death. The smell of dead, rotting flesh filled the room. I screamed and cried. I had seen a dead body, but not like this.

They brought in 2 syringes full of some shit. I just knew they were gonna shoot me up with it. They like fucking with me, and keeping me high. But to my surprise, they walked over to the corpses and injected their dicks with the serum. “This’ll keep em hard”. They stabbed those huge shiny needles straight into their shafts, and those murdered boff bats sprang slowly back to life.

Oh my fucking God

I knew right then, what was happening.

The one psycho fuck who’s name I had overheard as Randy, went over and adjusted the camera. “See this, this little setup here is gonna bring in the cash, and you’re the fuckin cash cow little girl” I stared at the bodies, and got sick to my stomach. “What the fuck do I have to do?”

*Slap*

Across my face

“You watch your fuckin tone, Bitch. You don’t wanna end up like Those 2 do you? Besides, you look like you know your way around a couple of extra stiff dicks. Sure been gettin mine off the past few days.”

I cringed. Everything in me wanted to run, scream, cry…. something. But it wouldn’t do any good. I was naked, beaten, and had no idea where the fuck I was. These redneck fucks didn’t mind killing either, and I didn’t want to die. I’d do anything to save my my own life.

Redneck Randy Grabbed me by the back of the neck.

“Better put on a good show, your life depends on it.”

He said, through his stinking, rotten teeth. “We will be watching.”

I decided I would fuck hole in the head first. His skin was cold, moist and had a blue hue to it. The feeling of my hot pussy sliding down on his Icy cold dead dick, made me want to puke. But he was big. Bigger than any living cock I had ever fucked. I slid up and down, working my ass in a circle.

As his cock warmed up, it began to feel good. I was humping the shit out of that dead fucker, they wanted a show I was going to give it too them. I popped my little pussy on that corpse cock. Pinching my nipples I rode him hard until I came. I fell on top of him, and that chill went all over me again. Why did it feel so good?

I was almost embarrassed at how good it felt. To fuck a stiff, rigor mortis dense dick. I knew I had to fuck the second guy, and this was going to be a little tougher to stomach.

His head was smashed, into 3 pieces. It looked weird, but I had seen something just like it. His brains were in clumps tangled in his hair. I could smell the strong scent of blood, and putrid flesh. What did he do to deserve this?

” Fuck him you stupid bitch! 1900 people are paying to watch you fuck the shit out of these 2 stiffs, Quit stalling and Give ole hamburger harry some pussy “.

Hamburger meat, thats what his fucking head looked like. Hamburger Meat.

(Click for part 2)

 

Sex with dead bodies isn’t forced on me anymore

Sex with dead bodies Sex with dead bodies is such a sweet taste. The cool touch of rigor mortis on my skin. The stench of death in my nostrils. When my Master Daddy found me, he forced me to do all kinds of horrific things. At first, I was so scared and didn’t even want to touch a corpse. But now, I look forward to being a necro whore for him.
Sometimes he kills them, and then I fuck them. If I am a very good girl, I get to squeeze the life out of them with my pussy. It takes a long time to suffocate my victims, since I have a little pussy and ass, but I don’t mind. I straddle them, in a sixty-nine position, and put all my weight in my ass so they can’t breathe. I lick and suck the little virgin’s pussy so I can make her cum before she dies.
My Master Daddy loves to have his cock inside them right at the time of death. All of their muscles constrict, and those pussies are ungodly tight! And when they’re stiff, I hop on that dead pussy and ride to show Daddy I’m his best Snuff sex porn whore!

 

Are You Sick Like Me

Bloody Phone Sex

 

Shes crying in the corner her body shaking and trembling. Her blonde hair covering her face. I walk to her with my favorite knife. I grab her by the hair and drag her to the kitchen table she screams loudly as I push her on the table and nail her hands into the wood.  She looks at me and tears are streaming down her cheeks. I lick them up before i slid my whole fist into her tiny cunt. She got my boyfriend in trouble, the little bitch. All she had to do was be a good whore and keep her mouth shut and none of this would happen, Now I had to fix things and make her pay.  I slide my knife inside her pussy and fuck her with it. I feel her sweet blood covering my hands and my pussy gets wet. I love making them bleed. I realize after a while the light has left her eyes. I love fucking dead bodies so I pound her pussy with my hand. I laugh and spit on her face. Later that day I cook her flesh and enjoy a quiet meal. Of course this is my favorite fantasy. If only I could make it real.

Let’s Play With Thier Dead Bodies Too!

 

Necrophilia Phone Sex

 

 

 

I love having sex with dead bodies.  Necrophilia phone sex is where I can talk about all my twisted fantasies. How I want to hunt down pretty little blonds and torture them make them bleed and scream and then when the light leaves their eyes, I want to fuck their bodies. I’ll keep it here even after it begins to rot and fuck it over and over again. Maybe one day I’ll burn it in the pit but there’s something about fucking somebody after they die that just gets me off. It started with my grandpa. I was there when he died and i didn’t tell anyone for three days. I fucked him and rode that hard cock until he became bloated and his skin began to fall off. Of course i couldn’t tell anyone what I did but it made me so horny and so wet I just had to have more. Even now that I work in a morgue, I don’t have access to enough dead bodies to satisfy my twisted desires. So, I have to lure people in and torture them and let my twisted murder fantasies guide me. In the end I get what I want. It’s just so satisfying watching them die and then fucking them. I can say I had them in life and in death.

Bloody phone sex makes me bleed and cum Daddy

Bloody phone sexMy cunt is throbbing for Bloody phone sex! It’s like it’s about to detonate a live grenade. Each pound from your cock making my pussy suffer feels so right. I know it defies logic, but when you push me to the edge of delirium, everything is right in the world. This sick, twisted pleasure is what I crave!
You took your buck knife and slashed at my mound. All the blood flowing from my pussy made me lightheaded. I don’t want to die, I want to serve you as your slave, but if I do, I hope your cock is inside me. I’ll forever be at the mercy of your twisted whims, my Master.
Our bond is from the darkest depths of your depraved mind, where the lines between life and death, pleasure and pain, are blurred into an indistinguishable haze. It’s a Snuff wonderland, where the measure of a good time is the crimson stream that paints my skin as I succumb to the most brutal, sadistic acts imaginable.
Fuck, yes! Cut my fucking pussy open and pound that bloody cock in there! Make me bleed for you, Daddy! I want to serve you forever, to be your loyal cumdump and bleeding slut. Keep me alive, and we’ll make some hot, messy teen Snuff porn that’ll make the world shake with its obscenity!

Happy Hunting pt2

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies

 

Oh, this is where it gets good. I’ll invite a stranger over to help me with my sister! I have these Murder Fantasies, and they get me off. Why not do it to the girl who ruined my life? You can join me and my boyfriend we can be as twisted and fucked up as you want. The little slut has it coming. I’ll keep her naked in a cage waiting for you. Well poke her and make her cry. I’ll tell her in detail what will happen to her. Oh, and that’s not where it ends. After we’re done with her, we can go on a hunting trip. I know the perfect place to find useless whores.  We can cook them alive or fuck their corpses. I want to lick up their tears and make them scream. I want to torture and ruin these sluts. I have no limits to what I’m willing to do to these girls. We can get them young, or we can get them when they are old. I just want to watch them scream and beg us to let them go. It really makes me cum when I think about how They cried before we ended them.