I am rarely the accomplice phone sex partner, but I sure do love it when I get to be. The weirdest thing happened over the weekend. My stepson needed my help. My help? The boy has been abusing me since I married his father. Any chance he had, he force fucked me or worse. Lately his thing has been to force me to do violent sex shows on cam to a streaming audience. But this weekend, he needed my help. He is supporting his drug addiction with live streams. Usually, I am his model. He had a young girl this time. She is the daughter of his girlfriend. He had drugged her and stripped her, but his private client wanted a mommy to abuse the little girl not a daddy. His girlfriend is clueless to what a deranged pervert he is, and he cannot just ask any woman to molest a tender age victim on cam. But he knew his coke addicted stepmother would do it. He was right too. Sure, I felt badly for the girl. But she was not going to remember the night and I needed coke. Plus, it was nice to not be the victim for once. Any chance I get to molest some one else, I take it. My stepson paid me in coke. I acted like the girl’s mom and sat on her face while fucking her little bald pussy with a big dildo. I made her lick my ass so long she passed out. I had to smack her back awake so mommy could pop her cherry with a strap-on. I may have made her an ass rape porn star too. My ass has had more traffic than an LA freeway. It was nice to fuck someone else’s ass for a change. That little girl got violated by mommy many times. My stepson was so happy with me because his paying client was happy with his stream. I got a big bag of coke and was not violated, so you know I was happy! The only loser of the night was my boyfriend’s girlfriend’s daughter.
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Accomplice Phone Sex Partner for a Change
Gothic Phone Sex
I’ve become a dark, sick, and twisted soul and there’s no going back. I’ve been introduced to the sadistic underbelly world of filth and perversion. It started a few years ago when I was brought over to a pimp’s house. I was chained to the bed for days and broken in like the filthy slut I am. I lost count of how many men used and abused every hole in my body. I learned my place as a woman whose only worth in the world is degredation. I was filthy for days on end… The pimp wouldn’t allow me to bathe or change my clothes.
Covered in grime and cum and being continuously pumped day in and day out. Cock would fill and stretch my asshole until it was raw and gaping. My pussy was filled with two cocks at one point while my mouth worked another. The worst part is all I could think about was how much I fucking loved the pain and torture the entire time. Depravity comes natural to me now.
Jezabels’ Cannibalism phone sex
Cannibalism phone sex with a she devil just might be too intense for some men. But the men who call and request to be eaten alive are my kind of men. I never thought I would be the type to carve a man up and eat his flesh! But in reality eating a freshly severed cock has its benefits for my complexion! I don’t have to eat the whole dick, maybe just a slice like pancetta, all rolled and on the tip of my tongue as you survey the damage I have done to your cock and balls! Sounds used to widen your piss and cum hole, scabs forming over the bloodletting already. Which as you as my slave I can let heal and pull off when I feel like it. But cock meat and testicles are some of the finest delicacies! Don’t think I can’t chop your body parts off and slowly smoke them and feed them to the hungry people on the street and you will be left with just a stump of a body for me to mutilate! Worried about leaving your cock and balls in my hands? I promise to completely escalate you before I begin my torture session. I am a good sniff phone sex vixen after all!
Snuff Phone Sex Killtober
October is the month of snuff phone sex. It is my favorite month. I am all about Halloween. My favorite killers are Michael Myers, Freddy Krueger and Jason Voorhees. They use knives, blades and axes, and their brute strength. No guns. I do not use guns because there is no skill involved. Sure, I can shoot a victim and they will die instantly if I aim right. Where is the fun in a quick death that is no challenge? Hunting your prey and killing them with some sort of sharp blade requires planning and skill. And above all else, it requires patience. I respect serial killers who are real or Hollywood creations. When I kill in the style of a Hollywood killer, I emulate their MO. The murder goes unsolved and blamed on some crazed horror fan. More folks kill in October, and less murders are solved. In my state, a lot of those murders are mine. It is Killtober for me. Last night, I hunted down two sluts just like Michael Myers would have if I lived in Haddonfield, Illinois. I had on my Michael Myers mask and crashed a frat party. Found two blonde bimbos drunker than a skunk. I lured them into an empty room and hacked them to pieces. It was a bloody mess. Normally, I hunt for days. In October, it is more about my mood and opportunity. Drunk and slutty teens always die first in horror movies. In my mask they assumed I was a frat boy. Instead of a dick, I pulled out a big knife and gutted them both. I showed no mercy. They were so drunk they did not even scream. The music in the house was loud, they never would have been heard if they did. Some drunk frat boy discovered them the next day. It was in the news that he woke up covered in their blood with their dead bodies in bed with him. Sucks to be him. I always get away with murder on killer phone sex calls and in life.
Forceful Fun
I and my dripping pussy and pretty tits have been waiting for another forceful cock to take me. I’m such a submissive that any man can notice it and take me immediately to fulfill their rape fantasy and hurting such a young, sweet thing like me. Just the other day I was walking my small, non-threatening furball and one man caught his eye for me. he shoved me into a dark corner and started to force himself on me. I did nothing but whimper as my cunt immediately started to drop wet, my mouth said no but my pussy told him yes as he began to fuck me hard and held me down. I always manage to go home late with a cunt full of cum.
Teen Rape Porn Accomplice
I made a teen rape porn with a guy I picked up in a bar last night. I was at this biker bar looking bad ass. I was drunk, but not as drunk as most of the men in the place. This guy came up to me and said I smelled like beer and bad decisions. He bought me some shots and we got to talking. I have this ability to draw out a man’s deepest and darkest fantasies. He admitted to wanting to fuck his girlfriend’s teen daughter. You know I always encourage bad behavior. I told him he needed to scratch that itch and I could help him do just that. I am an accomplished accomplice. I told him we needed a surrogate. A hot teen slut who resembled his cock tease. He was hanging on my every word. I felt his cock under the table and told him we should go make his fantasy a reality while his cock is rock hard. I knew just where to hunt too. There is this building not far from the bar we were drinking at. It has teen raves underground every Friday night. I was the wingman and found a little blonde cock tease that fit the bill. I lured her away saying I could hook her up with weed and booze. Girls never feel threatened by a woman. My partner in crime was hiding in the back seat of my car. He did not make his presence known until we arrived at this abandoned building. She started kicking and screaming. Dumb bimbo. We dragged her into the building so he could explore his rape phone sex fantasies for his girlfriend’s cock teasing daughter. I held her down and told her not to fight. It is always worse when you fight. My accomplice did not last long in her teenage tight twat. I wanted some fun too, so I fisted the stupid girl. Stretched her cunt out even more. We left her there covered in his DNA, scared, alone and pretty banged up. Maybe someone else will find her and have more fun with her. A teen whore is a terrible thing to waste.
I Take What I Want
Week hello there you fucking pervert. Wanting to have a little fun tonight, are we? You will be my little fun tonight. You came by to play with those cute little brats I had gathered for us, but I wanted to have a little fun first. Your cock no longer gets hard for a fine ass woman like mine. It shriveled deep inside you. Hid like a little turtle head. You fucking worthless piece of shit. I told you I wanted to fuck, and I guess I will just take it.
Get your clothes off and let me get you ready. I will bind you and deprive you. Now that you are all snug and tight with a big thick dildo on your face, I guess I will have my fun. Mistress Shadow is going to fuck your face to get the party started. I bounce up and down, rubbing my clit and squeezing my nipples until my cum creeps down the dildo into you mouth, nose and eyes. It burns I know but I don’t care. I leave you sitting like that and laugh. Then I bring in your dirty little secrets. I have a few cute little twerps here. Just the sound of their young voices as they laugh at you makes your turtle reappear. You are hard as a rock pervert. As I undo your binds, I think to myself should I let you have some fun or should I cut your dick off. Decisions, decisions.
Fantasy Phone Sex Home Invasion
I love a hot fantasy phone sex caller. I have a regular who enjoys home invasion fantasies. They get me wet too, even when depraved and violent. Our call this week will have me masturbating for months. The set up was that I am a single mom with a small boy. I live in a crappy apartment. I was asleep when a masked intruder busted in my room. He had come in through a broken window on the fire escape. He held a knife to my throat. I screamed which woke up my son. I had no choice. I had to be quiet so he would not hurt my boy. I was praying my scream did not wake him, but he came running into my room. I told him to go back to bed because mommy had company. He looked at me confused. My attacker made him stay. He said if my son cried, he would die. I was scared for myself and my son. The masked intruder sodomized me at knife point. He called me names and threatened my young son who was struggling to hold back the tears. He knew if he cried we might both die. He made my son watch as he violated my holes. It was a brutal home invasion phone sex fantasy rape, but it made me so wet. What is wrong with me? I just hope someday it happens for real. I know my horny boys would never cry though. They would watch mommy get violated and jack off.
Snuff Porn Date
I am a snuff porn maker. I rarely “date” because I am a sick bitch. I am not a roses and candy kind of gal. I do not do the traditional things women do to try to catch a guy. I do not watch sappy ass flicks like The Notebook or Titanic. I do not eat at fancy restaurants. I do not dress seductively to trap or entice a man either. I want to hunt, kill and eat humans. It is hard to find like minded men. I met a new man online who has made me reconsider my single for life mantra. You never know if men online are the real thing or just catfishing you. After a month of some hardcore texting about what we like to do to young girls, we planned to meet. He booked us a cabin in the woods. He knew I had one of my own and was fond of seclusion. I met him there because if he was a dud or a poser, I wanted an escape route. I also brought my knives in case I had to kill him. When I arrived, the cabin was decorated with dried up rose petals and only candlelight lit the cabin. It was rustic. There was a bottle of rare bourbon on the coffee table. I love bourbon. The kicker was the trail of blood that led to the bathroom. I felt like a young girl on an Easter egg hunt. I followed the blood drops and discovered a young girl bleeding out slowly in the tub. She was my present. He snatched her from the mall and brought her here for us to torture and fuck. He knew just how to cut her so she would not die too quickly. She was bound, gagged, but alive. Not for much longer though because we had some fun with her. I watched him fuck her young tiny asshole and I fisted her bald tight cunt. We ruined her holes before we stabbed her a few more times and let her bleed out in the tub. I then tossed her carcass to the wolves. Best blind date ever.
All In Good Faith – Molestation Nation
My sweet son Bob has a deep, dark fantasy. It’s full of violent rape fantasies where he has his own way with his little sister Faith. Faith was born for my boy to marry, to breed, to use as he sees fit. She’s a slutty little thing, and so we decided to teach her a lesson or three about power and control. Bob’s in control of what happens to that stupid little slut, and I hold all the power. He’s hot after my own pussy. But I trained him to masturbate and cum to young girls. His favorite young girl just happens to be his sister. He’s one of those james, you know what I mean. Men who are classy, but have nasty fantasies! I call them james, like dames but with big cocks.
We drugged Faith, knocked her young little body out with enough sedative to put down a horse, and called up the Bang Gang. Yeah, I mean the gangbang, but these guys are packing some seriously thick cocks. Thick enough to stretch my son’s slutty little wife out. Thick enough to fill her up with gooey, dripping cummies that Bob could play around in when they were done molesting and acting out my sick rape fantasies on her little body. My sweet princess had a cock in every orifice, and Bob just stroked his cock as we watched.
Of course I was rubbing at my pussy. I let one of those big sexy guys come up and fuck me during this molestation nation session, and Bob got to watch even though he desperately wanted to be the big man fucking my tight Mommy hole over and over and over again. Bob had to go and settle for the well used, cum dripping cunt his sister Faith seemed to be offering him in her little drugged slut state. He slid his cock in her, slapped her, and said “I love you, my stupid cunt wife! I love you Faith!” As he came hard in her, and our little girl awoke covered in cum.