Tag: Violent Phone Sex

Cannibalism Phone Sex Was Fucking Hot

I had the best call ever. It dealt with two of my fetishes, cannibalism and breeding.  It was so fucking hot I was playing with my fucking pussy the whole time I was on the phone. So the fantasy was that he got m knocked up to cook and eat the crotch goblin once it arrived.  Once the little semen demon arrived.  Once it arrived we wanted to enjoy it a little first. The caller violated its little mouth with his huge cock. I started to stick my fingers in its little pussy and ass. The thing cried and cried.  I finally got up and found a nice roasting pan and turned on the oven. I put the little crotch fruit in there naked and screaming and shoved the pan into the oven. The more the thing screamed the wetter my pussy got. While it was screaming from being cooked alive we couldn’t take it anymore and started fucking on the floor to make a new toy. After a few minutes, the screams were quiet. The meat was the mot tender I have ever tasted.

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Satan’s Seduction: A Church Whore’s Confession

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Church-going has a whole new meaning after my catholic school days. You see, I was a naughty, naughty girl, and ‘blasphemy sex’ was my middle name. The Lord may forgive, but I sure as hell don’t!

I’ve had my sinful moments right there in the house of God, riding crucifixes and moaning ‘Hail Satan!’ in the sanctity of that holy place. The thrill of doing the devil’s work in the shadows of the altar sent shivers down my spine.

But my masterpiece was corrupting the priest, that holy motherfucker. I seduced him, a young buck with a lusty gaze, and soon he was my willing slave. Right there on the altar, we united in unholy matings, defiling the very essence of their belief.

I pissed and shat on the Bible, that so-called ‘good book,’ just to show my disdain. And for added delight, I used a St. Joseph statue as a dildo—the priest’s eyes nearly popped out of his head!

He was my math teacher too, and after that incident, my grades were forever preserved. I never had to lift a finger for assignments again. My new BFF made sure I aced every term.

Such sweet, sweet corruption! And the best part? Blackmailing the priest into a perpetual fuckfest. He was putty in my hands, and our incestuously religious adventures knew no bounds.

So, dear parishioners, let’s hear it for the whore who found her true calling in the church aisles. Hail to the power of unholy lust!

 

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies for Mommy Leave Me Beaten Beautiful

rape phone sex fantasiesI’ve been recovering for a week now from my son’s rape phone sex fantasies. One of these days our “beat mommy beautiful,” sessions will kill me. Every time he gets more violent. However, every time I get more coke too. So, I know my son loves me. You might call coke mommy’s kryptonite. In fact, this last streaming session, mommy wore a cut off T-shirt styled with the Super Girl logo, but the S stood for Super Whore. That’s me in case you did not know. I am a super whore for coke. And a super whore for my boy.

We began our live session with my face planted in the bowl of coke with his elbow deep in mommy’s cavern. With one arm up mommy’s barren old womb, he used his other hand to fish hook my mouth and punch my face a few times. He thinks with my fiery red hair that I look best with a black and blue face. Once he removed his fist from my cunt, he punched my teeth out. And they flew across the room.  With the teeth gone, he could skull fuck me senseless like I deserved.

My Son Loves Me Because When He Beats Me Beautiful, He Gives Me Coke

Although I know I am his torture sex doll, I never mind. He needs the money from the live streams to live on and provide his super whore mommy with premium coke. While he throat fucked me, he choked me too. It felt like he was jacking his cock off inside of my throat with every tight squeeze. My face turned red and blue. With his other hand, he pulled out my shitter. But since my ass gets a lot of action, it prolapses so easily these days.

Once my ass sleeve dangled outside my ass, he tied me up in the downward dog position and rammed his cock into my ass pipe which dangled between my legs like a cock. From a distance folks might have mistaken me for a tranny. While he pumped my ass sleeve, he punched me in the back, and the rib cage. He even reached around to the sides to pummel my huge fun bags.

I Am My Son’s Fuck Meat to Abuse Whenever He Wants

He grabbed an appliance cord and began strangling me. He giggled and informed me that I now had a good strangulation phone sex story to tell my friends. Although it appeared like he would choke me out, I know he would never kill his cash cow. As he punched every inch of my porcelain white body, I could feel the bruises emerging.  He even punched my prolapsed asshole like he was Mike Tyson. And that pulled it out even more.

After what felt like an eternity, he turned his focus back to my face. He pissed down my throat while choking me some more. I knew I needed to guzzle it like fine champagne. As he called me a dumb stupid whore, he tossed me across the room with ease. But anyone could, I guess. I am nothing but skin and bones. Most of my body weight comes from my fun bags. And they felt like they deflated when my body hit the floor. The chimes poured in when he pushed my head through a wall.

My Son Needs to Abuse Me Because I Am His Cash Cow

While I hung in the wall like a gallery painting, he slammed his cock inside my piss hole like he would my cunt. He calls me his 4-hole mommy super whore. He considers my urethra my tightest hole like most men. I possess a high mileage cunt and ass, making that pee hole the tightest hole on my old whore body.

However, while I hung in the wall, my son surprised me with a 50-man gang bang. Some of his viewers bid big bucks to assault this mommy whore. They filled my bladder up with cum. Although those men did fuck my ass and my cunt, they focused on my pee hole first. I am still pissing out jizz.

When my boy pulled me from the wall, my make up appeared smeared all over my face.  And my bruises and welts showed in all their glory. For my finale bow of the live stream, my boy smashed my head repeatedly into the hardwood floor. But I think my skull might be thicker than that floor, because I left a dent in the floor.

My Son Let Fifty Strangers Fuck My Pee Hole

While he held my head down on the floor, he gave my prolapsed shitter one more go around. However, he did this with a plastic bag over my head. I could barley breathe as he fucked my dangling shit hole. Now, I am still covered in bruises a week later. And no amount of make-up will cover them up completely. But I do not mind my beauty marks because when they heal, I know he will beat me beautiful all over again.

Blasphemy Sex Makes My Cunt Cum

Blasphemy sex has always made me so horny. I am a naughty girl that grew up in catholic school and I use to get off fucking in the church.  I have taken a crucifix and fucked myself with it while screaming hail satan in a church,  My favorite thing I have ever done is corrupt a priest and make him fuck me right on the altar. The Bible is a holy book, but not to me, I have pissed and shit on it just for kicks.  I took a statue of St. Joseph and used it as a dildo while the priest watched me. he was a young hoy mother fucker and after I got him to fuck with me once I blackmailed the shit out of me to keep fucking me.  He was also my math teacher and I never did another assignment again. I always passed!

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Accomplice phone sex little whore gets you a little gift! 

Accomplice phone sexAccomplice phone sex little whore loves all the gore that comes with it! No matter what I do, There are always lots of body fluids to clean up after a good accomplice thrill! Sometimes my looks are deceiving, no one ever suspects me of wanting other girls to suffer like I have in the past. But I do have men who need my help capturing something small, pretty and Innocent! 

Accomplice phone sex little whore gets you a little gift! 

You had already texted me that you were having a bad craving and needed me. So when You pulled up and asked me to go hunting with you, I knew that we would be hunting little souls. Into the free candy van hopped and brought my super special backpack of goodies with me.  That’s when I spotted her. Playing all alone in her side yard in a cute little summer dress. No shoes, face dirty and a look of pure dumbness in her eyes. You were so excited at my find, you park down the street and gave me a big bag of lollipops to help lure her.

Kidnapping phone sex Teen gets you a baby girl

Laughing when recognized that look in your eyes and when your cock sprang up to attention for her! I smiled at you, knowing what you were thinking. I knew you were going to have some fun with her.  It was then that I grabbed my backpack and pounced, my heart already racing with anticipation. Lucky for you, Kidnapping phone sex has given me all the tools to swiftly grab a little one with ease. 

My sweet little morsel is going to suffer at your angry p-daddy hands tonight! Once we were back ta the hotel, I shoved her in a suitcase and brought her and our toys in. My pussy drenches my panties as I pull her out and undress and wash her. She’s crying as I take off her gag. But no one here will care if they hear her. They are all too fucked up on dope to give a shit. I’m going to fuck this little bitch up with you! How we do it is all up to our insane Roleplay phone sex!

Big Black Dickcapade: A Kidnapping Story

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Oh, you nasty little monkeys! Your dirty minds crave the depraved, and I’m here to indulge. This tale’s a real doozy, full of big dicks, wild fantasies, and a whole lot of trouble. Let’s dive into the depths of this sizzling saga.

your girl, seized by a towering figure in the dead of night. A hulking shadow with skin like ebony and a penis to match. Oh yes, this big black stud had me in his clutches, and boy, was I in for a ride.

Tied up tight, my pleas fell on deaf ears. This hulk of a man had no mercy, just a burning desire to dominate. And dominate he did—forcing my legs apart, he revealed his massive weapon. I felt like a tiny moth in the grip of a hurricane as he thrust brutally.

But I’m a phone sex pro, able to cater to any fantasy. And this? This was an adventure, a wild ride I’d never forget. So, I played along, even as my body shook with fear and arousal.

He made me beg, plea after plea for momma to be saved. But this brute had no sympathy, just an insatiable lust. My cries went unanswered as he pounded relentlessly. The thought of my son, helpless at home, only made me wetter.

Hours felt like days, a never-ending marathon of debauchery. He pounded every hole, making me his personal whore. And with each thrust, the world outside ceased to exist. Just me, my captor, and his monstrous black snake.

When he finally let me go, I was a mess—bruises, cuts, and an aching body. But the addiction had set in. That big black cock had marked me, body and soul. I craved his touch, even as I nursed my wounds.

Such is the power of a lusty black stud.

You perverts enjoy that one!

The Butt-Fucked Whore: A Gangbang Redemption

Our unfortunate—or should I say, fortunate—heroine here, had a little problem. I dared to complain about the mighty art of ass-pounding. A huge no-no. Enter Master, the savior, the one who’d put this uppity bitch in my place.

Master’s plan? A harsh but necessary lesson—gangbang rape porn. But not just any old gangbang. Oh no, this was an all-out anal assault, a punishment designed to show me the error of my ways. And boy, did it work.

This whore was led to the alter of anal saturation. My mouth and ass  became the only holes available, a testament to my  new purpose in life—to be a butt-fucked slave. No more complaints, just sheer, unadulterated pleasure.

But here’s the irony. This masochistic bride loved every minute. Each complaint was met with stricter anal punishment, and that, my friends, was my  ultimate goal. I craved the burn of submission, the fire of ass-banging bliss.

Master, the wise sadist, knew how to break me. A few choice words, a firm hand, and a leather strap later, and I  was putty in his hands. my pale flesh bore the marks of his dominance, a sign of her submission.

But the real pleasure came afterward. Master stroked his cock into my gaping asshole, a final, humiliating act that sealed her fate. I was his, a possession to be used, abused, and butt-fucked at will.

And so, the butt-fucked bride found her true calling, a gangbang rape victim—a role she’d come to embrace.

Have a nice day, folks!

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Babysitter phone sex gets super nasty in the dark of night.

            Babysitter phone sex gets super nasty in the dark of night. Down on your fucking knees. Never disobey the babysitter. In fact, the punishment could be dire. As shown above torture is never out of the realm. Don’t think to blackmail me. I do have an accomplice.

            It’s a bloody big knife. Now you may be thinking that’s not a knife. Well, I have news for you. It most surely is. To be sure it is sharp and lethal. Don’t tell mom the babysitters’ dead. You could only dream. In the long run I will be the one doing the snuffing of life.

In fact, Torture sex is on the menu.Babysitter phone sex

            As has been noted, the pain is the pleasure for me at least. Among my many traits I don’t really care about little brats’ feelings. With this in mind, tie them up. As soon as I entered, the parents were gone. The torture begins. Immediately the toys are brought out.

            Unleashing my killer blood lust upon the innocent. Going to fuck ever single one of the little demons. With this in mind I wouldn’t say no to someone coming along and joining in.

            Ultimately the screams wet the pussy. Tingling through the body. Cum right alongside of me. Watch as my pussy squirts. From time to time using a whip on the wet covered bodies.

            Just to hear them scream.

The Snuff sex is orgasmic.

            There is nothing like the screams of agony. A throbbing cock thrusting into the lifeless body. The blade slipped silently to finish them. Blood pounding and draining. In due time the bodies collapse to the ground. To be sure the end is nye.

            In summary never mess with a demonic evil snuff queen like me. To be sure it will be deadly fun especially in the dark of night.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies for Mommy Provide a Therapeutic Release

rape phone sex fantasiesRape phone sex fantasies seem common in men. And I love playing the red headed slut mom for such fantasies. Recently, a guy I met in a bar said if I allowed him to explore his violent rape fantasies for his mother, he would pay me with a large amount of coke. So, of course I said yes not knowing what would happen. And I always get myself into dangerous situations because of my drug addiction.

However, I have done worse things than letting a man force fuck mommy. Sometimes these sorts of fantasies provide a therapeutic release for men who experienced a troubled relationship with their mother. Eddie’s mom seemed worthy of force fucking. She seduced his friends. Her parties got wild with orgies and stuff while Eddie slept nearby. But he spied on the orgies often and resented the fact that he could never join the fun.

His mom acted like an ass rape porn star to everyone else but him. And now he needed to release some of that pent up anger. So, I agreed to be his surrogate mommy. And I paid dearly for the decision. His anger for mommy seemed strong. The minute we walked into his house, he started. Ripped my clothes off. Slapped my face. Called me names. And pinned me down on the ground so he could force fuck my holes.

Would You Like To Force Fuck Your Mommy Whore?

My asshole took a beating. As he held me down by my throat, he sodomized my ass raw. He wanted to hurt mommy. And this mommy felt his rage and his anger towards his mother, with every thrust and punch. Although he fucked me hard, he punched me harder. I became his punching bag and his fuck doll. Nothing more than a cock sleeve to use. But I have been through worse with my stepson and other drug dealers.

When he squeezed my throat hard, I felt faint. Apparently, he cut off my oxygen long enough for me to pass out. However, he dick slapped me back awake just to repeat it again. Strangulation phone sex turned out to be his thing. By the time he nutted, I could barely move or talk. I was his punching bag and fuck doll for coke. Good thing he never punched my nose. I needed my sniffer to recover.

Gangbang Rape Porn with a Posse of Black Men in Exchange for Coke

gangbang rape pornMy usual dealer did not have enough product for me. So, he referred me to another black dude he knows to get the kind of quantity of coke I need for a week. In exchange for the free coke, I agreed to participate in a gangbang rape porn. And boy was that a mistake. A gang of big, burly black men entered the room at the ring of a bell. They swarmed me like hungry wolves ready to pounce on their prey. And before I knew it, those black men tore my clothes off and started force fucking me.

I am talking massive cocks. Too big for the average woman, even a seasoned whore like me. I could not speak. Those black men crammed their cocks into my mouth, ass and pussy all at once. And it hurt. Even high as fuck, I felt every thrust and every slap. They did not just fuck me. They also choked me, punched me, and forced me to suck the shit of their dicks after using me as their ass rape porn star for the day.

The Things I Do for Coke Might Kill Me One Day

Perhaps, I could never be high enough to dull that pain. At one point two huge and thick BBCs worked their way into a hole at once. I thought I might drown in their cum. Big black balls against my face, limited my ability to breath through my nose. And with two big black dicks in my mouth, no way could I mouth breathe either. No matter how hard I tried to think of something else to get me through, pain was the only thing on my mind.

I felt my asshole ripping, tearing and bleeding down my legs. Perhaps I could handle one monster BBC in my ass, but not two. Not that big at least. It felt violent the way they fucked me. Maybe they wanted to ruin my holes. Once they finished with me, I got my coke and crawled out of there with a prolapsed asshole, and gaped holes. Every taboo phone sex slut would have felt that pain.