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Incest phone sex with Isis

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I have been such a busy little babysitter so far, this year! My pussy is wet thinking about last night. I had a young daddy call me. He needed my help. He caught his wife fucking a dirty nigger on New Year’s Eve. He kicked her out but his daughter looks just like her mommy. It frustrates him both mentally and sexually. He tried not to think about it but as he was changing her shitty diaper and had to spread open her little pussy lips, she looked just like her mommy. He missed his wife’s pussy but she was tainted by nigger dick and he didn’t want her anymore. He didn’t know what to do. I helped him figure it out. After I had him lick my nigger-cock-loving pussy, I spread open his daughter’s tiny little bald cunny. I told him to stroke his cock. He was rock hard right over her, rubbing his cock and pushing the head against her tiny clitty. He wanted her hole, but I knew he would cum instantly when he pushes his fat grown man cock inside of her tiny little hole. I wanted him to enjoy it. I made him rub his cock ‘til it was drooling. I held her little arms and legs down. I sat my hairy red pussy on her face and started riding it. I told him to fuck her tiny hole. He pushed the very tip inside of her and she started screaming in my pussy! I started to yell at him to destroy her tiny fuck hole. He was sweating, trying to hold back his cum as his little mommy look-alike is screaming into my cunt! He pushed harder inside of her, ripping her hole and making him explode as I squirted all over her face as she let out a blood curling scream into my pussy.

GFE Phone Sex with a Submissive Whore

GFE phone sexHe called me for GFE phone sex, but his voice was so familiar. I didn’t recognize the name. The address was nowhere near me. I am good with voices, but certainly I didn’t know him. But I did. You see, I had a very cruel Master for years. I have had many over the years, but none that scared me as much as Him. I played it cool. Acted like I had no clue who he was, but it was in my voice. Fear was in my voice. He kept me prisoner in his basement for almost a year. He barely fed me. In his eyes I was a whore. A whore who cheated on him simply by doing nude modeling and phone sex to support myself. He didn’t want to share me with anyone. Not even you. Not even a camera. When he found out I was making money off my hot body, he tossed me in his basement. I endured lack of sunlight; lack of human contact and constant force fucking for a year. He said I was his whore. No one else’s.  I was his captive. I was his slave. One day, an opportunity presented itself to me and I broke free. I fled to a new town. I changed my name. It has been years now since I last saw him. His was the only voice I heard for a year, so it is a voice I will never forget. My gut knew it was him even though our conversation was all GFE related. Then it hit me. He was trying to get information from me to find me again. Was I crazy? Maybe it wasn’t him. I started to relax a little thinking it was some sort of PTSD episode making me paranoid. But as we said our goodbyes, he called me by my real name. “I will find you again,” he seethed before he hung up. I peed myself in fear. It is only a matter of time before he finds me. Would you ever keep a  beautiful bimbo like me prisoner for your own pleasure?

Drilled and filled

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I have a rape phone sex fantasy I desperately enjoy telling people on my adult phone chat line.

I’m hanging out in a bar, and this bearded guy, I’ll call him Mark, keeps hitting on me. Being the prissy, picky bitch, I turn him down over and over. (Yeah, right. Like I’ve ever turned down a cock before, ha!) So, I got bored and decided to go home. I take my time, finishing one more drink at home, before going upstairs to go to for a shower, and to bed.

I left a trail of clothes going up the staircase, eager to be clad only in my skin. But, when I reached my bedroom door, I see the guy from the bar! He’s standing in my room, naked and hard, with a pair of my panties on his cock, and one to his face, inhaling deeply. I was so surprised, I simply stood there in shock and squeaked! When he noticed me, he moved so fast I could barely react. In an instant he had me on the bed, pinned, spread. But, he didn’t just shove his cock into me and go to town.

He wadded up a pair of my panties, and used his cock as a battering ram to shove them deeper and deeper. He comes in me, soaking the fabric, but he’s not done. He does this over and over again, pair after pair. He comes each time before adding another pair. 

By the time he, and I, came, the head of his dick barely fit in my little cunt, spraying his last load all over my open, gaped, and stuffed fuck hole.

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Please pound my Ass

hot ass sexRenting a hotel for the weekend to  get away from our annoying family so we can get some much needed closeness while he wants to do mutual masturbation before sex I just want his thick cock pounding into my fat ass. I’ve been craving him like I was craving my Nana’s stuffing for thanksgiving. He’s really playing games with me if he thinks I won’t snatch his cock from his hand and ride his cock with my ass until I catch my nut. I want him to fill my ass hole up with his cum and watch it drip out slowly maybe have him suck the cum from my ass too. But as I rub my clit I scoot closer to him about to give into my impulses and force him to bend to my will.

Pain Slut Phone Sex meets Piano Wire

Pain Slut Phone SexRoofies are a hell of a drug. Especially when you wake up with your hands cuffed behind your back and sharp pains running across your stomach, ribs, thighs, and breasts. It felt as if I was being held up by knifes but as open my eyes. Try to force them to focus beyond the drug haze that had covered them. It took awhile to realize I was staring at a floor. It was concreted made brown with dirty and there were scuff marks from boots all around me. I tried to look down to see the bed I was on, but there was nothing under me. I didn’t understand. It didn’t make sense, I could feel the pressure underneath me as if I was laying on a bed of nails. I tried to look up behind me and cried out as I felt that sharp pain digging into me intensify so badly that my vision turned white until I forced myself to relax again. The pain didn’t go away but it wasn’t as if I was being sliced by hundreds of razors at once. I found myself panting as I recollected my brain working hard not to shift and get more comfortable as anytime a muscle flexed or moved it’d cause that sharp awful pain. I try to recollect what I saw before my vision turned and I remember a spiderweb. Nothing but thin silver lines moving from around me and into the ceiling but that didn’t make sense either and I just can’t understand. Then I heard the crunch of dirt being ground into concrete. The heavy footsteps of someone in boots walked towards me. I waited to see the person who had captured me but they never appeared in front of me and then I felt something soft, gentle, and evil across the sole of my foot. I gasped, laughing, as I instinctively tried to pull my foot away from whatever the soft item was. The pain was so intense that shot through me, my vision went white as I felt razor blades all over my body. A hard hand gripping my ankle and holding my foot still as the soft item went away to fingers. The hard fingers digging into the sensitive curve of my foot forcing me to laugh and scream as I jerk, pull away, and squirm against my bindings. I can feel them digging harder and harder into me. I feel what is almost a pop in some areas as the pain goes to an entirely new level. My frayed nerves extra sensitive from the abuse allowing me to feel the dripping blood from those popped sections. The sound of the blood dripping onto the floor was so loud to my ears. Even over my sobbing laughter. He wouldn’t let up though, his fingers just switching from one foot to the other, driving me mad. I couldn’t even beg for him to stop all my air went into crying, laughing, and sobbing. I felt like I was going to pass out and didn’t even realize how sick this was all making me until I felt the burn of stomach acid in my throat and seeing the mess I made on the floor. He stopped, still never saying a word to me as he walked around me. Stopping in front of me he pulled my hair pulling my head up. My face was red, my eyes full of tears and flowing, and even snot uncontrolled down my face. I flinched as he spoke. His voice hard and deep like gravel and wolf growls. “You made a mess slut.” He pulled me forward by my head, rocking me on whatever torture device he had put me on making me whimper and scream again. He pulled my face into his hard jeans. I could feel his hard cock as he ground the rough cloth against my face scratching it with his zipper and the metal button as he promised to me. “I’m going to have fun with you whore. Especially making you clean this up. Now open your mouth and beg me for my cock.”

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies – Disgusting!

Rape phne sex fantasiesAs I was shopping the other day, I had to go to the restroom. I was on my monthly, and I wanted to make sure I was keeping clean and fresh. I had no idea I was being followed until the bathroom door slammed shut behind me. He drug the big trashcan in front of the door to block anyone else from coming in right away, and proceeded to stalk me to the nearest stall. I couldn’t close it fast enough, and he quickly had my pants and panties down, running his fingers through my gash. He felt that little string, and I could see this twisted look of pleasure cross his face. He unplugged me and ran his fingers up inside of me, dropping the used tampon on the floor in the process. I gagged, and that made him laugh. He pushed harder up inside of me, and when he pulled his fingers back out, they were coated in red, and it was dripping down his hand toward his wrist. He had his cock out and inside of me before I could say a word, lifting my one leg with that nasty hand, causing me to gag and try not to throw up in his face. He pounded into me hard, fast, and furiously. He came and pulled out to find his cock and inner thighs covered in my blood. He laughed then, and then backhanded me just before I threw up at the feeling of all that cum and blood and clots gushing out of me onto the floor. He cleaned himself up and left me there to deal with the mess on my own.

No One Quite Like My Uncle…

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My uncle came to visit recently and was shocked to see how much I’ve grown since the last time we were able to play! I assured him that I was still his little cock loving princess but he wanted to make sure that I was still able to take a good pounding and fingering the way he always loved to give me. We met up in his room later that night and all I wore was my short little sleep shirt with nothing underneath. As soon as he saw me, he brought me down to sit in his lap and feel his throbbing hard dick against my bare pussy lips. His hands tightened around my small waist as he pulled me against his chest roughly to lay my back against his chest as his fingers dove down roughly between my pussy lips to thrust deeply into my pussy. He made me bite down on my lip to silence my moans once he started thrusting harder making me buck my hips wildly. Up until that moment I had forgotten how much I missed how rough and perfect my uncle is with my wet bald pussy! His fingers know my pussy and know just how to move to make me squirt all over his fingers and all over his cock that pressed eagerly against my ass. His hands lifted me briefly before letting me fall back down right on top of his erect dick! It slide all the way into my ass quickly and I cried out as I came all over myself. There’s no one quite like your beloved uncle to fuck you just right!

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies with Jillian

They filled me so full of cum that I was leaking for hours after.Rape Phone Sex Fantasies

I had been walking around town late yesterday evening, enjoying the temperature changes, and the changes mother nature herself was painting on the world. I got caught up looking at nature, and didn’t notice the group of men walking up behind me until they were right on top of me. They sort of surrounded me, slowly guiding my path around an abandoned building.

They stripped me bare right there in the open with only the building for coverage on one side. I was glad they hadn’t ripped my clothes, I would at least be able to cover up to get home. They shoved me roughly to the ground and started taking turns with my mouth, shoving their cocks so deeply that it hurt. My eyes couldn’t help but leak tears at the abuse. My hands were dragged up to waiting cocks, and I had to stroke them or risk bodily harm, which is really bad in my industry.

They finally came around to the fucking part. One man lay down on the ground, like it was some great sacrifice he was making, and pulled me down over his waiting shaft. He was so big that it stretched me out, and I couldn’t help but moan. They all laughed, joking about how much of a whore I was, and how I was enjoying this. That was, apparently, all they needed. Cocks weren’t eased into me so much as jammed hard, like I was just some sex doll. They fucked me hard, and I know they ripped me a in few places, I can still feel the skin trying to heal.

Debbie’s Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Part I

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I have a fantasy where I am sent on assignment to a prison to sit with a select group of its inhabitants for a group therapy session. I am nervous about visiting the prison, however, want this  on my resume so I suit up. I wear a long black pencil skirt, thigh highs and heels. Heels always make me feel sexy and strong and visiting a prison is so intimidating, I figure it’ll help me to be brave in this situation. My blouse is plain, and I’m wearing glasses and my hair in a bun. Thinking I look sophisticated and not slutty, I leave for the prison excited and nervous.

When I get there, I am escorted by guards to a dark room which has chairs situated in a circle, obviously for a group discussion. I decide to stand until the group arrives, and I pace while I wait. After a few minutes, the door opens and in walks ten of the most handsome, strapping men my eyes have ever seen. One of the prisoners hands the guard something and then the guard disappears. That’s not supposed to happen, I am not supposed to be left alone with them, I thought.

My fear intensifying, my heartbeat quickens as I am encircled by the men. They are practically drooling, eye fucking me and smiling slyly. Finally, one of them speaks and he tells me to undress. When I hesitate, he grabs me by the hair and rips my blouse off in one motion. This incites the other men, and they all begin groping at me, pulling off my clothes and forcing me to the ground. I was being forcefully fucked in all three holes, and was taking a beating too. Funny, though I was horrified and scared, my pussy was so fucking wet and the orgasms kept washing over me, rocking my body.

 

Accomplice Phone Sex Death of a Doll

Accomplice Phone SexMy youngest is a real doll. Men just love her and she still has innocence about her that many just find so addicting. It’s what makes it so much better about ripping that from her. We all know your cock is too big for her tiny little body. So as you fuck her throat you can see those tears stream from her eyes. Forcing her to gurgle, beg, and scream around your cock before you force her to black or vomit around you. Taking your spit covered cock you shove it into her pussy. Making her scream as she chokes and tries to regain her breath. Her ripped pussy muscles twitching and lubing your cock with blood. Taking her arms and forcing them behind her you can almost hear her shoulder joints pop out of socket. She is your fuck toy, made just to abuse and I want you to cum in her little pussy. Fill up her womb with a constant reminder of your abuse and giving her a memento she’ll never forget. If you let her survive the night.