If you enjoy gangbang rape porn, I have a story for you. I was at this guy’s house last weekend to score some party favors. Not my usual dealer, but I heard from a friend he would fuck a woman in exchange for dope. I was cash poor, but pussy rich. Not like I have not fucked for drugs before. It’s just sex? Means nothing. My dope, however, means everything. It is how I function. I get there and he is not alone. There are like 50 Mexican dudes there. I don’t know if it was a house party or just his posse. They all looked me up and down like I was fresh meat. I could understand a few words like punta and gringa. They wanted to fuck me. I was in way over my head. I was planning on fucking one sleazy guy for some coke, not an army of men. I had no say in the matter. They grabbed me, ripped my clothes off and slammed me down on the floor. Big brown hairy cocks chocked me until I puked. They didn’t care. They just saw my fuck holes open for business. Strong hands pinned me face down in my own vomit while I got sodomized, fucked and fisted. Other men were circle jerking around me, dousing me in cum. I was violated like a street corner hooker. I could feel my cunt and ass bleeding. I could feel the life being choked out of me slowly and cruelly. I was in pain. I couldn’t speak from all the cocks rammed down my throat. They were laughing as I gagged and gasped for air. Finally, they stopped. No idea why. I guess I had drained them all. I was a ball of sweat, blood, cum and puke. When I tried to slither to the door, a foot stomped me on my back. “We aren’t done with you yet gringa,” one of them laughed.
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Snuff Sex is Hot Sex
Snuff sex is the best sex. Have you ever thought about killing a girl as you were fucking her? I am sure you have fucked some twat waffles in your life. Maybe even a young girl whom you were afraid might get you arrested if she spoke to the cops about what you did to her. Killing someone as you fuck them, solves the problem. I know. Have I ever told you that I like young boys? Teen boys have rock hard cocks. No issue getting hard or staying hard. I find them on Tinder. They lie about their age or use a brother or even a daddy’s account to hook up with chicks. One boy hooked up with the wrong chick last week. That wrong chick was me. He knew I was out of high school by a decade and a few years. He knew I was a Goth chick. I thought he was a slightly older man at 34 with a sick side. This boy showed up at the motel I arranged for us with his vanilla hard cock. Now, I liked his dick. Not the first teen boy I fucked. But he was the first teen boy I killed while fucking. He was disrespectful. Called me an old bitch and a slew of other derogatory names while his dick was in my cunt. I made myself cum with the use of his dick, then I fucked him some more reverse cowgirl so I could slice his nuts off while his dick was inside me. He pushed me off him, made a big deal out of the slice and dice job I did on his balls. He started talking about daddy being a cop so I stabbed him about a 100 times until he was bloody dead mess. I don’t care your age or who your daddy is, if you can’t be respectful to a goth goddess, I will make a snuff porn with your dead body. Men or boys can never forget who is in charge.
Oh well bitch is gone now!
Well I wasn’t going to kill this bitch at first, I was just playing with her a little! But yanno, one thing led to another and next thing I knew she was laying there dead! It’s really not my fault tho, I was just fucking the bitch with one of my special strap ons, you know, the ones with the razor wire wrapped around it? Well she was just screaming like crazy! It was very loud and I couldn’t take the chance on anyone hearing me so I started choking her to shut her up. Well I guess I choked her a little too hard cus she went all limp and died on me. Oh well, next time I will try and make the bitch last a little longer!
Snuff Sex Whore For the Killer in You
I know there is a killer lurking inside of you and this snuff sex whore is the perfect useless cunt to really bring it to the forefront of your mind and desires. You catch a glimpse of me flirting like fucking crazy with various men to get what I want. You watch me all night being manhandled by one man after the other as you catch little packets of drugs being passed to me and multiple drinks being bought for me. Then finally you see me stepping away from my flirtations and as I sneak away into the ladies room.
As you figured, the dumb cunt failed to lock the door behind her and you push inside locking it behind you. There I was as expected, snorting fucking lines as I sit taking a piss. Too wasted and dumb to make out what was going on you grab me by my hair yanking me off the can and spilling my blow. More concerned about my blow I started stumbling over my words but you just kick me in the gut after punching me square in my face. Bleeding nose and keeled over you yank me by my hair again to face you as you stuff your cock in my mouth. Forcibly face fucking my you call me a dirty cunt and berate me about not properly wiping my whore cunt after pissing. Asking me why any guy would want to stick their cock in that filthy cunt as you take my drink that was on the counter and pour it over my cunt. You need to be cleansed you say. The vodka stung my cunt and you just laugh and pull out from my face. You knee me in the face causing blood to spurt from my nose and as I attempt to scream you shove my piss soaked panties in my mouth.
You start to give me a taboo phone sex fuck I’ll never forget, well that is if I live through it. Taking my pussy with one harsh thrust landing a big fat cock deep in my cunt and ripping me to bleeding. You laugh as you keep thrusting in me as I am on my knees you grab me around my neck with both hands until my body becomes limp. Filling me up with your seed once you know I am dead was never so pleasurable.
Violent phone sex
I headed to a hotel for a night out of town. When I got there everything appeared peaceful and normal. I got out of my clothes and completely naked about to get into the shower. There was a knock on my door so I put a towel around me cracked the door open a tad and asked if everything was okay.
Before the man at the door could respond he pushed the door open slamming me back on to the floor. The towel fell off my body and he jumped on to my body sliding his cock into my pussy. My legs tried to clench tightly together to make his entrance inside my pussy harder but his strength out matched mine.
He pounded himself violently inside of me. His hands wrapped across my neck restricting my wind pipes from gasping air. His cock started to twitch inside of me, and I could feel the cum rising to his cock head. He raised his fist and started bashing my face in like a deflated ball. He was knocking my teeth out and making gashes into the side of my face.
Blood vesicles were bursting in my eyes and my lips were completely split. I felt his cum rush into my pussy as the last blow to my skull knocked me unconscious.
Kidnapping Phone Sex Accomplice
Kidnapping phone sex stories are hot to share. I love it when guys tell me about the naughty things they have done to a hitchhiker or some young thing they snatched out of the mall. I have been kidnapped before. I am a stupid bimbo, who often doesn’t assess stranger danger well. I guess I am asking for it. Last month I was at the park jogging. I saw the white van. I knew better. Any woman with half a brain knows to be leery of vans in parking lots and alongside the road. I heard some strange noises. Honestly, I thought someone was in the van who needed help. I got close to the van to snap a picture of the plate but before I could do that, the back door swung open, knocking me down. I woke up tied up and naked with a bunch of other women. Many were young girls. It appeared to be a sex slavery ring. I was way older than most of the girls tied up. I suspected I was not a target but a foil to their plan. I was collateral damage, so I had to think quick or I would be killed. We arrived at an abandoned warehouse. I was presented to a man before the other girls. They spoke Russian, but I could read the body language. I chimed in that I was a submissive whore. I t old them what a god fuck doll I would be. What sold them on sparing my life, however, was the fact that I said I could be a ringer for them. I could help lure young girls into a trap. That night, I brought them 6 fresh young sluts. Virgins too. I proved my worth to their outfit. I have been bringing them young girls, even some boys, to sell and use ever since. I have even helped snuff out a few little bitches who weren’t cooperative. I think you might find me a great asset too for accomplice phone sex.
I won, she died
This fucking whore saw me come into the party with my lover, and yes he is a very sexy man but he is all mine. I didn’t really appreciate the way she was flirting with him and trying to hang all over him when clearly he belonged to me! I waited until I saw her go into the ladies room and I followed her and locked the door behind us. She looked all smug and told me that she was gonna take my man and there was nothing I could do about it… all I could do was smile. She was making it far too easy! I pulled off my coat and dress so that I wouldn’t get blood all over them and she just looked at me like I was crazy… until I grabbed her by her fake ass hair and slammed her head into the sink. Weak ass bitch was knock out with the first blow so it was a simple matter to strip her, violate her with a wine glass and just snap her fucking neck. Then I just got dressed and rejoined my lover. No one takes whats mine… no one!
Rape Phone Sex Fantasies: Women Have Them Too
What 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.
Shouldn’t have lied
The room is a gray, dull and depressing. Water is leaking from rusty pipes and there are bugs everywhere. There is a flickering fluorescent light in the corner barely lighting anything except the dirty surgical instruments on the counter and wall. Dried blood was everywhere, and it was beginning to smell. The musty smell mingling with the rotting blood was enough to make you vomit. Looking around the room I notice a figure in the corner, squirming like he is trying to get my attention. He has a piece of duct tape over his mouth and a noose around his neck preventing him from making sounds. I walk over to him slowly, I have no idea what is around me or on the floor until I am right over it because of the darkness.
I reach the guy, he’s hanging by his wrists and hands, and it looks as if he is trying to hold himself up with his hands… I think the noose will tighten if he lets go. There is blood coming from where his hands are gripping the rope. I hear footsteps and run to take my place kneeling at the door, head down. The huge steel door creaks open, and He enters with a heavy duty apron on, big long rubber gloves almost up to his shoulders and galoshes. I wasn’t going to question why he was dressed in such heavy protection. He patted me on the head and walked over to the hanging man. I took my place in my cage and watched. And then I realized why he had on what he did. He approached the man, picked up to rods with sponges on the end. He turned something on that started to buzz louder and louder. He turned to the man and put the sponges on his cock, he jerked trying to get away, trying to scream. There wasn’t much he could do but try, He had him tied up and gagged tightly and well. He put the rods down and picked up a large syringe, it looked clear and empty but the plunger was all the way up. He jammed it into the guy’s cock and pushed the fluid into the hanging man, he jerked and squirmed after the needle was out and I watched his cock get huge and really fucked up looking. He turned to me with the needle still in hand and said “A little expanding foam and he has that monster cock he bragged about.” He turns to the guy and says “That will be the last time you lie to anyone about your cock, you sissy loser.”
Later on, He told me that he had been looking for some guy guy fun and this guy sent him fake pictures of a cock he didn’t have. Probably not a good idea.
Killer Phone Sex Castration Fun
What are your killer phone sex fantasies? I have too many to name. I am a misanthrope. That means I hate people. I have always been a loner. I will never marry. Under no circumstances will I give birth to a brat. The kind of human interaction I like is when I am killing some loser, some brat or some cunt. If I am in a touchy feely mood, I might take an accomplice to share in the carnage. I hated the human population a little less the other night when I joined forces with Tina. Tina was slashing the tires of the car parked next to me in a parking lot. The tires were on some mid life crisis sports car. I assured her I was not going to call the cops. I helped her by taking a tire iron to the windshield and the side mirrors. When she told me what her ex-boyfriend did to her, I suggested revenge in the form of castration. He drugged his own girlfriend and had her gang banged for his friends. When she woke up and realized what had happened, he told her she needed it. A jackass like that doesn’t deserve testicles She lured him to her place for reconciliation sex and I surprised him with my big rusty knife. He didn’t deserve a clean castration. Once his drugged glass of wine kicked in, she strapped him to a chair with a belt. I unzipped his pants. First, I made fun of his small, flaccid dick. Tina was slumming with him. I told him I wasn’t fond of tiny dick pricks who assault women. I was going to taunt him more, but he pissed me off by calling me a dyke. With one clean swipe, I took his balls off letting him bleed. I shoved his balls down his throat and made out with Tina. I did more for her pussy than his worthless cock ever could. At least now, he cannot breed little psychopaths with small dicks.