I went to my fuck buddy’s house last night and he made me a delicious drink for me to have upon my arrival. I thought it tasted a little funky when I first tried it but nonetheless, it was yummy! I’ve only fucked this guy a couple of times before, so I really don’t know him all that well or what he’s capable of doing to me. Shortly after I finished my drink, I started feeling really woozy and seeing double! This mother fucker had drugged my drink with Roofie pills! Ughhh! My memory of the whole experience is really blurry but he was laughing at me as I slipped more and more into a coma-like state! He ripped my clothes off of me and spread my legs open wide while he plowed into my tight pussy with his throbbing cock! I remember feeling numb but also that it felt like sandpaper while he was fucking me. He pulled out and busted his fat load of cum all over my face, leaving me laying there while I was soaking wet and drenched with his creamy mess. So fucking foul!
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Sundays are About Mommy Phone Sex
Mommy phone sex on Sundays is one of my favorite ways to spend the day. I think I enjoy Sundays so much because my boys are always around too. They aren’t at school; nor are they at some practice or match. I like then hearing me tell you all about our dirty family fun. This morning I woke up before they did. I did a few lines, walked the dog, made a pot of coffee and made myself available for the horny men of the world. As I was on the phone, I heard the thumping above me of the boys hopping out of bed. Just knowing they were up made my pussy extra wet. My caller wanted to know a hot story about my boys. I told him about an encounter recently where they invited a little girl over they know from school to play video games. I always wanted a daughter too; just never happened. After a lot of coke and some wine, I was molesting that girl while my sons watched in amazement. Young bald pussy tastes very sweet. That is my kind of candy. She didn’t put up any struggle. I suspected daddy had been tapping that baby girl pussy. As I tongued her pretty pink holes, my sons masturbated. That was their first glimpse at super young pussy. As mommy’s boys, they don’t get to see that much, well at all until that moment. My boys heard me telling the story of how I molested their little school friend and got super horny. Their morning wood got harder! Before I could motion them closer, they were between my legs seeing how wet I was retelling the story to my caller. I could have drenched their faces. I became even more wet once their fingers started fucking me. My caller and I came together. Of course, I had the aid of my sons with my orgasm. The boys and I have been fucking all morning. Sundays are all about family, right?
Home Invasion Slut
I was taking a shower last night when all of a sudden the lights shut off and it went pitch black in my bathroom. The bathroom door swung open and a home intruder burst in to grab me out of the shower! I tried to grab on to the removable shower head to use as a weapon to hit him off of me while he was yanking me out but I wasn’t able to get a good grip on to it! He threw me on to my bed right outside of the bathroom and used a taser to subdue me while I was kicking and screaming to get free from him. I was soaking wet and convulsing on my bed from being tased while he bound and gag me! He used his thick leather belt to tie my ankles together up in the air while I lay on my back, my tight little pussy just begging for him to plow into me! He pulled his pants down and jacked his throbbing cock while he watched me helplessly attempt to moan and make as much noise for help as I could muster up. His cock looked fucking huge and delicious and as much as I wanted to be let go from his possession, I wanted to fuck him too! He asked if I wanted his big boner deep inside of my sexy cunt and I shook my head nodding yes! He threw my bound legs over his shoulder and shoved his cock deep inside of me, stretching me out and spreading my pussy lips wide! He was moaning and grunting loud as he plowed into me. He took his cock out of my pussy and roughly shoved it up my pink little asshole, making me bleed from ripping me open so badly! My eyes were rolling to the back of my head from the pain as I waited for it all to be over! He creampied a huge load of cum in my ass and licked it up off of me as it dripped out! As soon as he was done, he pulled his pants back up, kissed my forehead and left my house, leaving me there to be found by my family once they got home, so fucked up!
Rape Phone Sex Fantasies with Jillian
I was so glad I’d chosen to wear my pretty panties that day. It’s not like anyone ever expects to be accosted while they’re out and about running errands, but you never know who you may run into that you want to have some fun with. Well, I didn’t think anything of it the first time I saw him, or the second. By the third time, though, I wondered if he was following me. When I lost sight of him for a bit, I thought I was imagining things, and I carried on as normal. He grabbed me as I was walking past the alley between a couple of buildings, and his hand covered my mouth just as quickly as I could inhale. He pulled me quickly into a side door toward the back of the buildings, and I was all but dragged up the set of stairs there. He pulled me over to the pleather couch, and ripped my dress off of me. He told me he’d watched my show so many times, and that he didn’t think it was fair that all those guys who had a lot of money got to taste me, and he couldn’t afford to.
He pressed my scantily-clad body into his couch, pulling my ass into the air. His hands stroked every inch of my skin, working their way around and into my panties and bra. He pulled my bra down beneath my tits, and pulled my panties aside as he buried himself deep in me. He fucked me hard and fast, and he kept me there fucking me for at least a couple of hours. He was a big guy, too, and his dick filled me up so that I wound up getting off several times, myself. I wasn’t pleased with how he went about it, but damn I hope I see him again!
Drilled and filled

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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BDSM Phone Sex Exploration
Are you a BDSM phone sex guy? I am not a submissive woman, but I recently had an experience that left me curious about the BDSM lifestyle. I met a guy on Tinder. I thought he would be a normal guy. Just a fuck buddy. I am a married woman; I just want no strings attached hook ups. I just wanted a nice cock and a hard fuck. When he arrived, he charged me. No hello. No conversation or anything. He pinned me against the wall like a bug. His hand was around my throat. He pulled up my skirt to expose my pussy. He had one of those industrial sized vibrators used for pussy torture. I was convulsing from over stimulation. I was squirting all over the place. It hurt. I was cumming but it was a painful orgasm. Maybe it was a ruined orgasm? Anyway, he would not release it from my clit. He managed to tie me up to a chair without removing the vibrator. He blindfolded me. I came close to passing out several times. I was drenched in sweat and my own juice. He taped it to my pussy while he skull fucked me. I gagged, even puked on his cock. I can handle a lot of dick too. It was humiliating to clean his cock after I puked, but at the same time rather erotic to be so helpless. He fucked my ass too. Made me his ass to mouth bitch. He pissed down my throat as I was sucking his dick clean of my shit. I drank it like it was champagne. After a few hours, he released me. I was a hot mess. I didn’t know how to feel. I felt violated on one side. But, another side of me, one I didn’t know existed, was so turned on being his whore. I think I need to explore this lifestyle more. Want to help me?
Please pound my Ass
Renting 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
Roofies 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!
As 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.













