Fantasy phone sex lines like mine let you explore your dark side. There is nothing illegal about our thoughts. I love talking to perverts who like naturally bald pussies. I talked to a guy late last night who was driving around in his car peeking into people’s windows. He had some wicked home invasion fantasies that got my pussy wet thinking about being his accomplice. He went by this one house with a huge bay window. He could see the family in the living room. He described an idyllic family, like something straight out of a Norman Rockwell painting. When I was a little girl, I always wished I had that kind of family. He described a pretty mom with a handsome husband and what appeared to be fraternal twins, a boy and a girl. They were likely still school age. He parked across the side of the road and called me for a home invasion phone sex fantasy while he jacked off watching the family he was fantasizing about. That really turned me on. We pretended that I was with him. It was dark, but it was early still. We pretended that the family he was jacking off to was asleep. We broke in through the basement door. My partner shot the husband. His blood and brain matter splattered on his wife who was now screaming. I dragged her out of bed and ripped her clothes off her body. I shoved her dirty panties in her mouth to muffle her cries. I tied her up so my partner could fuck her. I went and got the brats. I tied them up, but after I stripped them naked. We were going to explore our rape phone sex fantasies for those young teens. My partner fucked the wife, then he came to help me fuck the son and the daughter. It was a hot fantasy. And knowing that he was outside their home watching them and jacking his cock in his car made our role play even hotter.
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Fantasy Phone Sex Lines Let You Explore Your Darkest Thoughts
Stalking Sex Whore Story
He followed me around all night…
I was out at a bar with my girlfriends, and he spent all of his time at the bar, getting drinks and just watching as we danced and grinded against each other. He even watched me make out with another girl, but I didn’t dare kiss another man in front of him and risk their life. It’s happened before and I believe he would do it again. I took an uber home and he followed to beat me inside of the house and hide with his gun. I knew what was to come so I stripped right in front of my mirror in his eyesight. I heard to door creep open and steps following me into the shower.
Mutilation phone sex Freak
I had to do it.. I made a Snuff porn out of her and her little friends.. I went out to eat with my boyfriend when a group of young little hormonal teens walked in.. We were waiting to be seated.. I noticed her trying to get his attention.. She was squealing on and on about how she couldn’t wait to go to the beach on Sunday.. Describing this skimpy bikini!
Eventually she even gained the guts to push up on him. I wanted to fight him for it but I instead encouraged him to talk to her.. He caught her in the bathroom and they managed to exchange numbers. Her and her little friends stopped by our place later that evening. She had no idea I was there.. That was until she was down on her knees deepthroating his cock for his Onlyfans.
I came out of nowhere and whipped that worthless bitch across the head with a frying pan. Her friend tried to jump in and save her but it was too late.. I rammed my 9 millimeter inside of her pussy and shot her deep inside her worthless used up cunt. I bashed her friend across the face with a table lamp and dismantled her pussy with my fist.
My boyfriend didn’t think I was actually serious did he? I slaughtered his worthless ass too.. Now, I am sitting here masturbating on his onlyfans in a huge bloody mess. I am considering having Sex with dead bodies.. I want someone to join me! Tell me all of your Murder phone sex Fantasies While I fuck my dead boyfriends limp dick and scissor two bloody teen pussies.
Snuff Phone Sex Fantasies are Strongest During Holidays
The holidays bring out our snuff phone sex fantasies. People are full of rage and arousal over the holidays and that can lead to some hot fucking role plays. It is not all role play for me, however. I am a dark bitch. A Goth girl with a dark side. I was chatting with his guy I met at a Goth bar over the weekend. He told me how he was constantly cock teased by his neighbor girl. I asked him to describe her to me and with his words, he painted the perfect picture of a little cock tease who needed to die. I was the right person to confess his dirty thoughts too. After some strong shots, I had him convinced that we should make a snuff porn with the little slut. I told him the best Christmas gift he could give himself would be her little pussy around his dick. I egged him on, like I do. I will always be that devil on your shoulder convincing you to do nasty things to little sluts. We could not use his actual neighbor girl because if I am your accomplice, I keep you safe. We found a surrogate for her. A little lookalike slut in a trailer park who lived hours away from where he lives. She was out at night in the trailer park playground. No one was around. She was ripe for the taking. I snatched her up quickly. I disarmed her with chloroform. When she woke up, she was naked in a cabin in the woods getting fucked by a grown man. He called her Gretchen because that was the name of the little neighbor girl. I filmed the teen rape porn for him as a Christmas gift. I like him. He is a perverted man. I got rid of the body for him. In the mountains where I have my kill shack, it is easy to get rid of evidence. I just feed the remains to the bears and the coyotes. What do you say? Feel like going hunting for your Christmas gift?
Evil phone sex is best served up with a side of Torture!
Evil phone sex is best served up with a side of Torture, good thing I as just as sick and demented as you! You grab a fist full of my hair and throw me to the ground. “You are so fucking worthless! You are my sex slave, and you will obey me!” You hiss as you drag me across the room by my hair. You toss me on the bed and rip my shirt in half exposing my nice round tits and my hard pink nipples.
“Well look at that someone is excited!” you say with an eerie smile on your face. you grab a pair of nipple clamps that are attached in the middle by a chain. You open them and let them snap shut on my nipples as I try to stifle my scream. The mixture of pain and pleasure is so intoxicating, and my pretty little pussy started to drip for you. You push me to my knees and make my start sucking that cock. It is rock hard and I’m just hoping this will brighten your mood, but no such luck. You rip my head back by my hair as you say, “Ok my little sex slave it’s really time to play!”
You grab the nipple claps and twist and tug on them hard and sharp while take three fingers and slide them up and down my tight wet slit. “You seem pretty excited for someone who is about to be tortured all night” You spit as you forcefully ram your fist deep in my cunt without warning. I let out a shriek and you grabbed my throat and strangled me hard. My vision started to close, and I felt myself going limp before the sting of a back hand brought me back to reality. “Where do you think you are going whore?! I need you to experience all of this pain! You cannot pass out yet! The fun hasn’t even begun yet!” You laugh as you pull out rope a spreader, paddles a flog and an array of sharp items. You grab a torch and a brand and start to light it up. “Oh, don’t worry, I’m only going to brand that ass, so you never forget who it belongs too. Then after that I’m going to have hours and hours of fun with you! Buckle up little slut! It’s going to be a bumpy ride!”
Violent Phone Sex Fantasies Can Cum True with a Druggy Whore
Do you have violent phone sex fantasies? I bet you do. Every man I have met does. And often they act them out on me. I am usually either too fucked up to fight them or too desperate for a fix to do so. That means I am often getting fucked in a way I do not want. Like last night. I showed up at this flop house to score. I felt out of place. I just wanted coke and most of the folks in that place were shooting up smack or doing crack. I did not want to be there, but I was desperate for a fix. This Hispanic guy told me I did not have enough for the coke I wanted. I had $300, but I wanted more coke than $300 would by. He told me I looked good, unlike most of his clients. He made me an offer I could not refuse. I just needed to be his ass rape porn star for an hour or so. I agreed to do whatever he wanted. It could have killed me. In fact, it almost killed me. He did not just fuck my ass. He sodomized me with all kinds of objects, some of them looked pretty dirty, as in too dirty to go inside any of my fuck holes. He did not care. He was smoking meth which made him more violent. I thought about just saying forget our deal and fleeing while I still could. But my need for coke was stronger than my sense of self-preservation. After he was done sodomizing my ass with a rolling pin, he invited the men in the flop house to fuck my ass too. Now, I was a gangbang rape porn star for junkies. I felt so used, abused. I guess I was. My ass was gaped open and cum was dripping out of all my holes. I got my coke though.
Taboo Phone Sex Accomplice Cassandra Can Get You Any Young Girl
Taboo phone sex is what I do best. I was born for the seedy underworld of sex trafficking. I have a new gig with a notorious sex trafficker. He heard of my good work with my old master who I freelance for now. This is the sort of guy who I need to be careful around. One wrong move and I will end up buried with the fishes. But the money is too good to pass up. I procure the girls based on client requests. This guy has some super rich clients who have very specific requests like clean little white girls of a young age. A lot of trafficked women are older or not white. And most have been used up well and are strung out on drugs. I have an eye for talent and as a woman, I can lure young girls away easier than a man. I am a great accomplice phone sex partner. I am like Jeffrey Epstein’s side piece Giselle. The difference is that I am not sleeping with this guy. I am the hired help. I was asked to get a blonde angel, a schoolgirl who was clean, innocent and virginal. I found one at the mall who looked perfect. She was with a babysitter, who was easily distracted by a cute boy in the food court. I walked away with the girl. I was in disguise because as a stacked, platinum blonde, I stick out like a sore thumb. I made myself look less slutty. I took the girl to my new employer’s building where he stores the girls. He has done a good job of hiding girls in plan site. I met the client, and he was so impressed with what I brought him that he tipped me. I was not in the room when he fucked her, but I could hear her screaming. Virgins always cry. I used to feel badly about helping men explore their rape phone sex fantasies but not anymore. I am making too much money to care.
Killer Phone Sex Fantasies Make Me Wet
I mean killer phone sex business. Sort of my motto. I do not mess around. I have an old electrocution chair that I inherited from my grandpa. He ran a prison for years, and when it was shut down, I got some souvenirs. I have decked the chair out. It has a creepy history, which I love. Many folks have died on the chair. Now, I cannot get enough juice to it to electrocute someone. But I have decked it out as a torture chair. I can give electric shocks and I can castrate easily with the cock and ball plank I made to separate the balls from the cock. This chair has a long history of torture sex going back to the 50s. Men have died, lost their balls and been tortured in this chair. It has blood stains too. Sometimes, I sit in the chair and masturbate because I can feel the pain and the fear of all the men who ever sat in that chair, and it arouses me. I thrive on your fear and your pain.
I am a sick bitch. I do not want flowers and candy. I want your fear and your pain. Bryce was the last one to sit in my chair. Honestly, I thought I was going to kill him. He was mouthy as fuck, especially for someone who claimed he wanted castrated. He paid me to take his balls because he is too weak to do it himself. I take a man’s balls often. You would be surprised how many losers understand their short comings and decide to try to fix themselves. Alex likes little girls. He is weak. I have no problem with men diddling little brats. But if you going to do it, be smart about it. Do not pull your tiny P pecker out at a public park. Alex just got of jail for indecent exposure. He is now on the bad boy list of predators. He got in trouble again not even 12 hours after he was released. He wanted castration phone sex. I took his balls, but he was so mouthy, calling me names. I have great impulse control, but I wanted to kill him. I thought about killing him; he deserved it. But I decided the boys in prison would have more fun torturing him every day of his life.
Taboo Phone Sex Naughty Girl
Your taboo phone sex queen is back! I brought you the perfect whore too! She’s young, sweet, and has the prettiest curls in those pigtails. I have her standing in front of you naked with a sweet smile on her face! She has no idea what you are about to do to her. I tell her that she is going to stand very still for us ad you take her in and admire that bald pussy. She tastes so sweet too. Everything about her is sweet. But I’m sure she can be a real brat to mommy and daddy. That’s why I chose her! She was throwing a tantrum about leaving the store without candy and I thought you should be the one to punish her! Go on baby, give it to her!
Gangbang Rape Porn in a BDSM Swinger’s Club
I was a gangbang rape porn star last night. It was not my intention. I was high and feeling wild, so I went to this underground sex club I recently heard about. I am not the kind of woman who needs a sex club. I get laid whenever I want, but I am always up for a new adventure. This was a new adventure. The club was packed, and it looked so elegant. Much different from the abandoned warehouses and back alleys I have fucked in before. I was not there to fuck. At least it was not my plan, but apparently, the guys there thought I was the hottest thing they had ever seen in the club. I saw some other women, but they were older and not as fit as me. It was a BDSM swingers club. I was there by myself, so that made me more vulnerable, I guess. Two young, buff men grabbed me and shoved me in a cage on stage. They got in the cage with me. They started ripping my clothes off. They had rape phone sex fantasies for this red headed slut. I was getting into it though. I had an audience, and these men were way hotter than any drug dealer who has fucked me too. I do not hang with a savory crowd. This swingers club was high end. They were still rough and kinky though. People were fucking watching me get fucked in a cage. It was like some surreal dream. A kinky dream, but it was all real. I will admit though, I enjoyed being watched like that. Women were blowing men and jacking them off as they watch me get fucked. The two studs were fucking me hard too. Double penetration, sometimes two in the same hole at once. I was being an ass rape porn star for a bunch of dirty couples. That was new to me. Once the studs were done dumping their seed into my asshole, they invited the other guys up on stage to join the fun. Now, it was a gang bang. They were rough too. No lube but the cum. I was a hot mess when it was over, but I did have fun. I will be back to that club again.













