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Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Make Rena’s Cunt Throb

Rape phone sex fantasies are something that stay in my mind every day.  It’s so hot to fantasize about a hot man I meet out maybe at a club.  Before I know it, he forced himself inside of me causing excruciating pain with each thrust while his other hand clamped over mouth muffling any cries for help that might escape past his fingers digging into cheeks . His breath hot on neck sending shivers down spine despite surroundings being so terrifying . He continued pounding my cunt relentlessly until finally spent leaving mess within depths soul aching more than physical wounds ever could have imagined possible.

Forcing Himself On Me

His cock was so throbbing hard but I couldn’t decide. Did I like it. Was my pussy really this wet over this man forcing his cock inside my cunt.  He was so big it touched my insides in places I didn’t know possible.  He kept coming down and biting my tits making my nipples rock hard.  The bite mark surrounded my nipple. It looked kind of hot.rape phone sex fantasies

I don’t remember much after that. All I know is that when he finally left me alone, I was a broken shell of the person I used to be. My body ached in places it shouldn’t have been possible for something so small to cause so much pain. There were tears streaked across my face and dried blood between my legs from where he had violated me over and over again without any care or regard for my wellbeing.

It took what felt like an eternity before someone found me; by then it was already too late – the damage had been done both physically and emotionally. The police were called, but even they couldn’t bring back what had been taken from me that night…my innocence, my trust, maybe even a part of myself that will never recover from this horrific experience.

Snuff phone sex with a blood thirsty slut

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Come on evil Daddy, I’m ready for some wild and freaky, snuff phone sex fun!

If you’re half as evil as I am then I need to hear every detail of your most fucked up fantasies.

I rub my cunt and make myself cum to some of the most fucked up things imaginable.

I’m a blood thirsty whore and I want our call to be as graphic and nasty as possible.

Bones snapping, bitches screaming and blood gushing are a few of the things that get me excited.

I know you have a victim in mind that we can use and abuse.

A daughter, niece or maybe a neighbor bitch would be perfect.

You tie her up and we can torture her together.

Take your belt off and whip that bitch with it while I throat your fat dick.

The more she screams the more sloppy I’ll slob all over your meatstick.

Use the bat next and bash her face in.

Next, force your dick into her raw and fuck her so hard that you rip her open.

While you’re tearing her into one big, gaping cum hole, I’ll be strapping up with my dildo wrapped in barbed wire.

You can fuck my hot, slut pussy and pound me into her.

I’m going to rip through her worthless cunt and make that bitch scream.

Slide your blade across her throat and bleed her out while you’re fucking me into her.

When she goes limp, you can keep pounding my dripping pussy.

We’ll fuck on top of that bitch until she bleeds all the way out and goes all cold.

Just like all of my past victims, I’ll toss her into my Daddy’s incinerator.

She’ll get burned up with the trash from his job sites and no one will ever find a trace of her.

Sound like a good time?

Good, because I’m rubbing my pussy and waiting to build on this plan…

Whoops, I meant to say that I’m waiting to explore this “fantasy” with you.

 

My Son and I Have an Extreme Domination Phone Sex Relationship

domination phone sexMy son and I do not have a traditional mother/son relationship; we enjoy a domination phone sex relationship. But I know he loves me. Why else would he bring me such premium cocaine. Honestly, it’s been a hot minute since he visited his mother. I thought he forgot about me. But he could never forget about his cash cow and old bimbo mommy.

I greeted him wearing a 3-inch hot pink mini skirt. My meat curtains hung down below the hem line as did my prolapsed asshole. I forgot to remove my teeth, so my boy took them out on camera for me. He punched the sides of my face a few times until my teeth flew across the room. The cameras appeared to be rolling because the chimes came in with that first punch. Suddenly, my duck lips got even bigger from a combination of injections and punching.

No, hello or how have you been mommy. He just came in with his guns blazing and started throwing sucker punches at me. Eventually, he turned his attention to my meat curtains. While he pulled them open, he punched my jaw, beating me beautiful while the chimes of donations rolled in. I could tell his wheels were turning. He did not know where to start. Fuck his whore mother’s prolapsed ass, which he sees as his personal cock sleeve, or skull fuck his mother and make her duck lips even bigger.

Live Streaming During a Blizzard Made My Son a Huge Profit

We started with a hardcore skull fucking. With my teeth removed, he could get deeper into my throat. And that enabled him to choke me too. He punched the back of my head as he suffocated me on his cock. And when I saw the plastic bag, I realized the real trouble had only just begun.

One of these days I might die from suffocation phone sex at the hands of my own son. He put some cocaine in the bag. However, while he skull fucked me, he punched the back of my head and watched me turn blue from lack of oxygen.

Since mommy doesn’t even weigh 90 pounds, he contorted my body so that he could fist my prolapse while he skull fucked me with his cock. He managed to punch me a few times in the ribs, the back, the head and even the jaw. I think he knocked a few IQ points off me. Suddenly, he removed his dick from my mouth so that he could show off his new cock puppet to the live streaming audience. 

But he left the plastic bag secure around my head so I still could not breathe. My mind felt scrambled. Right before I completely lost consciousness, he tore a hole in the bag so I could breathe again. He likes to bring me within inches of death, but I never quite die. But in this moment, I sort of wished I had died.

My Boys Loves My Meat Curtains and My Prolapsed Asshole

As he walked around the room with me sitting on his cock, he just kept fucking my ass harder. Shredding my already shredded asshole. He would let me snort some lines occasionally, but while I did, he punched me in the eyes, giving me a mommy makeover. My mouth serves as nothing more than a cock holster.

When he pulled his cock out of my prolapsed ass, he immediately shoved it in my mouth so I could spit shine it. And of course he punched the sides of my face again. I could feel my face swelling up. But my boy loves me. He never punches my nose because he wants me to enjoy my cocaine.

Eventually, he pulled his cock out of my ass and shoved it back down my throat, where he could punch the sides of my face some more. As he said, “I love you,” he continued to punch me. According to my son, 768 at home viewers watched him beat me beautiful and fuck my prolapse. I’m nothing more than a cash cow and bimbo skinny fuck meat to my son.

He rammed his cock back down my throat, holding my ears to make sure I swallowed him balls deep. And then he pissed down my throat right into my stomach. By this time, my eyes felt so swollen, I couldn’t even see the coke bowl. But I could smell it.

One of These Days My Son Might Accidentally Kill Mommy

My son continued to punish me and use me in front of his audience. He dipped his fingers into the bowl of cocaine, then shoved them down my pee hole which he considers his fourth fuck hole. Once he crammed me into a beach ball position, he could fuck my urethra, his favorite fuck hole. Chimes galore occurred. Men love seeing him abuse my pee hole, my tightest hole.

While, fucking my urethra he pulled my meat curtains wide like butterfly wings. And he told me tonight he wanted to make mommy tight again. I’ve not been tight since I gave birth to his brothers. This felt like a rough sex evening. But I know it could’ve been worse. In the past, for his streaming audience’s pleasure and my humiliation, he’s done far worse. At least he didn’t throw me across the room. But he did make me his hand puppet with his fist up my already sore asshole.

The rest of the night he skull fucked me and fisted me for his viewers pleasure. Eventually, he nutted big ropes of cum in my mouth for it. He made me leave it on my face for a close-up. The final chimes came in, and I felt lucky to still be breathing. After all the live streams I’ve completed for my son and all the abuse I’ve taken as his ass rape porn star, I am amazed I am still breathing. One day I know he will go too far. And I will end up dead.

Torture Phone Sex is The Best Way To Use a Barbie

Torture Phone Sex is one way to really get me to oblige my captor. As the victim and pain obsessed Barbie doll, it’s my only use. My only use is to be used by you.

I’m Meant To Be Used By You For Torture Phone Sex

First time I was victimized by a man was at a young age. He saw that I was a dumb little girl that was just too cute. And to this he abducted me and made me suck his dick.

This started with him luring my young bimbo ass with money. Of course I wanted that hundred dollars. After all I was always shoplifting what I wanted. This man claimed to be the Loss prevention officer for the shop. And said he saw me take the lipstick I had tried on.

Once he took me out to his van and I questioned him about this, he showed me a hundred dollar bill and said I would earn the right to it. Then I could buy whatever make up my whore face wanted.

Next thing I knew I was being forced to suck his dick with these whore painted lips. All while he told me “That’s right bitch you good little cum dumpster keep gagging”.  And he just continued to degrade me while forcing his fat dick down my throat. I was gagging and snotting all over the place as my eyes watered.

Then he decided I just wasn’t doing a good enough job and that is when he took my asshole. With a thrust he shoved that fat dick in my tight pink bunghole. And boy did that rip my hole open. In fact I tried to scream as my asshole bled all over that dick.

That is when he pulled it from my ripped bleeding anus ring and shoved it down my throat. As I gagged it was forced deeper in my throat and I threw up all over that dick. Then this man shoved the hundred dollar bill in my bleeding asshole and pushed me out of the van.

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Rape Phone Sex Fantasies with Mommy All Men Want to Explore

rape phone sex fantasiesEven women have rape phone sex fantasies. True story. But most of us never really want men force fucking us. It’s more like a fantasy for us. Recently, I started hanging out with this guy I met at a dive bar. He likes to party. And so far, he seems generous with his cocaine. Apparently, he never minds sharing when presented with the right incentive. And so far, that’s been a blow job or a hand job.

The other night when we got together, he changed the terms. He wanted to fuck me. Fuck all my holes and fuck me roughly. I needed a fix. Lots of snow days in my near future. So, I didn’t have much choice. Not like I’m some angel. Far from it. But I knew in the back of my head men who escalate like that I should avoid. But I never avoid them. And that’s because the voice in my head that tells me I need to do anything for cocaine speaks louder than the voice in the back of my head that warns me of danger.

My new friend set me up. Got me hooked on his cocaine and his generosity then pulled the rug out from underneath of me. He wanted to make me a violent ass rape porn star. He filmed it and everything. Much like my stepson, he appears to enjoy a love-hate relationship with mommies.

I guess somewhere along the line his own mother fucked him up. And now I paid the price for her screwup. Personally, I think mothers should fuck their sons to prevent them from growing up sexually frustrated and angry at every mature woman who reminds them of mommy.

Men Love to Destroy Mommy’s Asshole and I Let Them

But I didn’t have any choice here. And I don’t just mean my addiction to cocaine. He threatened to expose me. If I did not let him explore his rape fantasies with my ass, he would tell my husband all the nasty things I’ve done for coke, including all the men I let fuck me for coke. Fuck I told this guy too much because I trusted him. And when I’m fucking high, if a man asks the right questions, I’m going to give him the truth. So, at some point, I told him how I get creative to get cocaine or money to buy cocaine.

The way I viewed it, he did not give me a choice. So, I did a line and put my ass up in the air so he could violate me. Did I mention his cock felt like a forearm. Seriously, when he started ravaging my asshole, I questioned if I felt his cock or his arm inside of me. He shredded my asshole. The entire time he forced fucked my ass he choked me, pulled my hair and slapped me too. Plus, I heard a lot of “I hate you mommy.”

He gave me some Coke. But if you ask me, not enough to compensate for what he did to my asshole. Once again, a man, angry at mommy, left my asshole prolapsed, battered, and bloody. Most days I hate being a taboo phone sex woman and wish I could be the typical soccer mom. But I don’t think that will ever happen.

Bloody phone sex to hail Satan & fuck God

Bloody phone sexBloody phone sex summons our true Master’s malevolent energies. You must shed the shackles of modesty and embrace the most extreme perversions!

Hail Satan, Fuck God, breed me for Satan’s army!

You and I will be entwined by the agony of our victims and the ecstasy in between our legs. My pussy needs a cock soaked in virgin blood to cum! In this unholy union, we can harness the powers of our Dark Lord, channeling his strength through the raw, carnal act.

A sacrifice must be a servant of God, one of those mindless bible humpers who think God’s love can save them. We will show that it will not happen.

Their cries of torment will have to escalate if we want to raise Hell. I’ll chop off a leg and guide your cock in her stump. You must pump your cock in the bloody stump as hard as possible. Each limb I chop off will be followed by your cock penetrating her.

Each amputation helps us cast a spell for unlimited power and life. Don’t you feel it growing within you? Hail Satan, fuck God, hail Blasphemy sex! You came to this snuff dungeon lusting to be a God, well now here you are, your bloody cock in my mouth, and demon blood flowing through your veins.

You slaughtered and defiled an innocent soul. Was it worth it? You know you will forever be Satan’s soldier, and you will have to be soaked in blood if you want to be blessed by Satan!

You never lose the taste for blood. It becomes an addiction, and the purer the blood, oh, how sweet it is! That kind of energy is God-like! If you are genuinely dedicated to Satan, make that dick cum in my bloody pussy. Let’s breed our own demon baby to destroy God’s work! We will bring Hell on Earth and live in debauchery for eternity!

 

 

Snuff Sex Makes Rena Your Submissive Slut

Snuff Sex is the way to my orgasms. I love playing the snuff sex in sexual rape fantasies, especially when it involves tears. It’s such a thrilling experience to feel so vulnerable yet desired at the same time. One of my favorite scenarios is being tied up and gagged by a dominant man who then proceeds to tease and touch me in ways that make me squirm with pleasure and discomfort.

The Art of Penetration

As he gets closer to penetrating me, I start crying out for him not to hurt me while secretly begging him for more. The feeling of his rough hands on my body combined with the sting of his harsh words sends shivers down my spine as he takes what he wants from me without any regard for my consent or feelings. In these moments, I surrender completely to him, knowing that this is exactly what both of us want even though society might deem it wrong or immoral.

Another example of how I love playing the victim in sexual rape fantasies is when a man forces himself onto me while we’re out in public. He grabs my arm tightly, pulling me closer to him as he whispers dirty things into my ear that make me blush and tremble with anticipation. As he pushes me against a wall or an alleyway, his rough hands explore every inch of my body underneath our clothes, making sure everyone can hear the sounds of pleasure escaping from my lips despite my protests.

The thrill of being taken so forcefully by someone who doesn’t care about societal norms or consequences heightens the experience for both of us, creating an intense connection that leaves us both wanting more even after we part ways back into civilization.

Evil phone sex with Stephanie

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I take being an evil phone sex slut very seriously.

Hiding behind the guise of fantasy allows me to admit my most depraved fantasies to like minded men.

Mr. B is easily one of my favorite callers.

We get so evil when we’re sharing our fucked up fantasies.

Most of our calls are spent discussing Kylie.

That’s the whore he can’t stop obsessing over.

Our latest fantasy brought us back to the scene of torturing that slut and her pretty, little bitch daughter together.

He pounded his dick while I talked about everything from busting their teeth out to sawing their arms and legs off.

Details of ripping their tongues out and cutting their eyelids off only made him jerk his stiff dick faster.

I made sure Kylie was just a pathetic torso with bloody stumps. Then I tossed her into the bed for us both to play with.

Mr. B watched as I grabbed one of the daughter’s dismembered arms and started smacking her mommy in the face with it.

I bit the fingers off of that tiny hand, chewed them up and spit them in her face.

Then I shoved her own little brat’s arm up her ass and started force fucking her with it.

She tried to scream but it was a garbled, bloody mess since her tongue had already been ripped out.

By this time, Mr. B was so rock hard that he couldn’t control himself anymore.

He held that tiny brat’s limp body and pounded his cock with it while I ripped into her mommy with my knife.

Calls with Mr. B always make my whore cunt drip and he’s just one of the many sick fucks that I play with.

If you’re a sick, evil pervert with fucked up fantasies then you should call me so we can explore them together!

Torture Phone Sex with Layla Stroking You Hard Until You Cum

Torture Phone Sex

The phone rang, and I smirked, already knowing who it was. His voice… distorted and low like some scream-killer from a movie… hissed through the line. “I’ve been waiting for this… can’t wait to see you,” he breathed. I licked my lips, completely naked, fingers sliding over myself as I whispered, “Mmm, let’s see how much fun we can have with a little torture phone sex tonight.”

I heard him sneak inside, moving slowly but eagerly. My door was unlocked, of course… just how I liked it. I bent over to pick up a knife I had dropped, ass high, legs spread, body slick with anticipation. I felt him freeze behind me, taking in every inch of my bare skin. “Hello there, baby,” I whispered, letting him drink in the view, making him ache before I even turned.

He stepped closer, hesitant at first, but when he lunged, I let him press against me, feeling his hardness straining, as he slowly gripped my neck from behind. I smirked, his hands tracing the curves of my body, teasing me sexually inappropriately with no permission. “Oh, you’re impatient,” I say, circling him, letting him ache as my pussy wetness gathered.

He spanks me hard, desperate, and I leaned back teasingly, pressing lightly against him while whispering naughty little jokes in his ear. “Bet you didn’t think tonight would go exactly like this,” I purred, moving faster now, opening my legs wide, letting him groan all inside me.

I grabbed his hands, guiding him toward the kitchen, hips swaying, letting him watch every bare curve. I bent over the island, pressing my palms to the smooth surface, teasing him with my naked body. He couldn’t resist. He lifted me gently, pressing me back against the counter, and finally, after all the waiting, he sank his cock into me balls deep.

Every hard thrust made me moan loudly, hands gripping the edge of the island as I pushed back, taking him fully. I leaned my head back, biting my lip, letting him feel how wet I was for him, moaning softly, teasing him as much as he teased me. My body glistened under the kitchen light, every curve exposed, making him groan louder with each movement.

I then finally arch my back, letting myself cum, every shiver sending him over the edge with me. He groaned, panting, completely under my spell. Joke’s on him… he thought he was the hunter, but I ran the show. I leaned close, brushing my lips against his ear, whispering, “You wanted me, baby… and I got all the fun.”

Gangbang Rape Porn – Come have your way with Cora!

Gangbang Rape Porn

 

Gangbang rape porn scenarios where you and all your buddies get to have your way with me and my passed-out body.  

Let’s say it’s very late at night, and you and your friends are walking home from the closed bars. You stumble across me, lying face down in the dirt in the corner of a dark park. You all look to each other and think, “We just scored the jackpot”. 

Lucky for us, I was already not wearing any panties, making access to my tight little pussy even easier for the gang. 

Every guy got their chance at my pussy, but some men even fucked my mouth!

All of you high fiving at literally finding pussy on the side of the road. I guess that will teach me to watch how much I drink. 

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