Category Archive: Nasty phone chat

Why should I have to be nice?

dark fantasiesLook, I am a bitch… a grade A natural fucking cunt so why should I play nice? These bitches in my neighborhood didn’t get that tho, they were always inviting me to parties and lunches and all this girly crap that I couldn’t even pretend to be interested in and then be surprised when I act like a bitch the few times I showed up. It was infuriating and I just couldn’t fucking take it any more so I decided to do something drastic. I went to the next little lunch they had, all those perfect stepford wives in one place all I had to do was excuse myself to the ladies room and set the timer on a fun little bomb I brought. Then I made my excuses and left. I waited outside for the big bang and it was glorious! There were body parts all around me, not a single one of those whores made it out alive!

Wicked Willow

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Fisting Dark Fantasies

dark fantasiesOne of my many dark fantasies is that I am your fisting whore. I am an anal sex whore, so I am always putting things up my ass. Sometimes, I put something wicked big like the big end of a beer bottle inside my rosebud. I like to be stretched out. I have a well used cunt. My pussy lips hang so low you could tie them in a bow. In fact, I might like that. I am a pain slut too. I got really high last night thinking about fisting. I had done a call with a guy whose taboo role play was having a mommy whore like me get fisted by a school of boys and girls. I was to be punished by the principal of the school for flashing my used up vagina to school boys. I bent over the principal’s desk getting my cunt and ass fisted by little boys and girls. It was such a hot fantasy call that I needed to recreate it. But how? I was home alone. I got out the Vaseline from the medicine cabinet, lubed up my hand and worked my fist into my own ass. I had a vibrator up my cunt to simulate double penetration. I was soaking wet. I left my rings on my finger so my ass would hurt even more. I don’t know if it was the coke or just that I have a kinky mind, but I loved twisting my fist into my own dirty ass. When I pulled my fist out, it was shit covered. I guess I could have washed my hands, but I like to be humiliated too. I licked my hand clean of all the shit. I am a sick bitch. But if you are reading my blog still, I think you like sick bitches!

Dark Fantasies Blair

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Dark fantasies I Can’t See

Dark fantasies

I knew you always had a crush on me. That cute next door neighbor kid, to young to fuck but still see all those hearts and stars in your eyes. I never thought though that you were as bad as you were. If I had known I may have stopped you, been a bitch, not been so friendly and teasing to fan those flames for fun. I may not be wishing I was dead right now if I had. I was in bed when you started. It began with a gunshot and a blast of warmth and sharp pin pricks on my face. I couldn’t comprehend that it was my husband’s brains, blood, and skull that covered my face. That the masked man who dragged me out of bed by the hair screaming was you. You hit me in the forehead with the butt of the gun. Making the world spin and go black. I don’t know what you did to me next but I woke up in a room. My head pounding, the sickly yellow light from the ceiling burning holes in my retinas. I tried to cover my eyes but I was tied down. It felt like a hospital bed and the softness of the cuffs made me think of medical restraints. You were fidgeting, looking worried as if I wouldn’t wake up. I asked, my voice cracking with dehydration. “What happened? Is Mark okay? Where are we?” you jumped up, hushing me. Rubbing my hair back from my face as if you were comforting me. “You’re mine now.” you said. “I saw how much you wanted me. I had to make sure that Mark couldn’t come and take you back. You’re my wife now.” you grinned. “Isn’t that great. I’m going to make you so happy.” you said, your voice off and lilted like the edge of hysteria was teasing around your edges. I couldn’t help it, my eyes filled with tears and I began to sob. “Oh no no no.” You begged, your hands touching my face. Your lips on my forehead. “I can’t stand to see you cry. Your eyes are so sad… I can’t give you back though. Now that I have you. We’ll just have to fit it.” and it wasn’t till then I felt a real sense of fear and dread. Watching as you go to a kit in the corner and come back with a straight edge. “What are you doing? No… No stop!” I begged, closing my eyes tight. “It’s okay love. I’ll take care of you now. You’re mine forever.” and with that you pried open my eyes and I got to watch that shiny sharp razor gets closer and closer to my eye until with a sickening squelch and a pressure that made me scream the world went dark. Then the other. Cut out as if they were nothing more than a nut in a shell. “There! Now you can’t look at me so sad.” the pleasure in your voice made me shudder and I tried to cry but I couldn’t tell what was tears and what was blood. Then I heard a zipper. “You’re so beautiful…” a pressure on the mattress. Knees shoving my legs apart. “I can’t wait till you understand. We are happily ever after until death do us part and now it’s time to consummate our love.”

Don't Kill me Erin

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Taboo role play beyond Science

Taboo role play

My dreams have been getting so weird lately. I’d never have considered myself a necrophiliac but all my sex dreams have revolved around the undead. Last night I had this dream about how I was a guinea pig, given aphrodisiacs injected straight into my clit by this group of doctors. All of them in hats, goggles, and masks so I can’t see any of their faces. The drug making me ache and scream to be touched and fucked… Well, it seems I wasn’t the experiment at all as I heard a clicking come across the tile floor unlike anything I’d ever heard of. Heard the metallic ting of something hard touching metal and a cold pressure as something pressed into me. I stopped my writing long enough to look up to see the grinning face of death above me. The skull studying me as I felt something hard and unyielding press against my pussy. Humping me as if it had a cock. The pelvis bone getting more and more slippery as it collected my arousal and the thick hard bone pressing and rubbing my clit in a way that made me want to scream and cum at the same time. I was so lost on how to feel but this skeleton obviously wanted to be the lover I needed so I embraced him… her… it. I wasn’t sure, but I opened my legs for it, screaming in pleasure as the first orgasm ripped through me. The skeleton showed no signs of being close itself and kept humping and humping. It was too much with my over sensitive clit and I find myself crying, screaming, the pleasure turning into burning as another orgasm was forced from my body. I lost count of the orgasms by the time I woke up, my entire world having blurred into the sensations running through my body and my skeletal lover. But… My pussy was so sore to the touch and I had rope burn on my wrists… What did this mean? Was I really dreaming?

Living Dead Girl Lacey

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Dark fantasies

dark fantasies

I do not know how I got here or why. The room is dimmed and I am naked with my hands shackled to a metal pole. I couldn’t break free even if I tried my hardest. I am facing the walking and hearing the footsteps of the man that has my life in his hands.

He cracks a whip and it slices through my back. I feel my cold blood rush down my ribs. He cracks it against my ass and my blood gushes down my legs. I cry and plead for him to let up. He nails me with the sharp whip over and over until my body wants to claps on the ground.

He is amused, so much that it gets quiet and I hear his breathing against my neck. His zipper opens and I feel a deep hard thrust as his knife of a cock jabs into my ass hole. I scream out in agony begging him to stop. He only pounds me hard and deeper inside my bloody ass hole, ripping my ass open.

taboo role play

He lets his cum load rush into my ass. I thought it was over until he took a knife to my neck. The blade was so cold. He sliced down my naked torso, nicking my nipples and back up to my neck. He makes a slit in my neck that is a couple of inches wide.

I was praying that I would bleed out and die right then and there. He walks back over to my ass and shoves his cock right inside my ass hole. He is going to be fucking my dead body even when I die.

Fiona / Gangbang rape porn slut

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Taboo role play with Ivy

Taboo role playI keep thinking back to that day where my cousin was swinging from the shower cutrin rod. How she struggled and kicked. The tears running down her face as I watched her turn purple made my pussy wet. She was kicking so hard and making so much noise. I didn’t want anyone to find her and help her. So I slid my fingers into her pussy. I started playing with her pussy making sure she was going to cum before she kicked the bucket lol. I was finger fucking her hard! Slamming 3 of my fingers deep in her pussy and using her vibrating tooth brush to tease her pussy. She stopped kicking and started swinging back and forth. She was loving having her pussy played with as she slipped away to hell! After she stopped moving, I grabbed the tooth brush and used it to play with my own pussy!

Ivy

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My Dark Fantasies are Often Realities

dark fantasiesWhat are your dark fantasies? I have a lot of them. I have a pretty bad coke habit. It puts me in contact with some rather unsavory people. People who make me do things that other women would never do. I think years of swallowing piss, getting gang banged in the ass, BDSM games and eating shit has made me go into an abyss. I was at a real low this weekend. All out of coke and all out of money. I was desperate. I went to the junkie part of town to find this one dude known for helping sexy MILFs out with a fix. He is known as a sick and twisted fuck, but when you need something he can supply, beggars can’t be choosers.  I hate going to that part of town. I did it though because I am an addict. I found him in this skanky warehouse that resembled something out of the Saw movies. Feces, blood, vomit, and even cum stained the floors and the walls. The smell was wretched. I thought I might toss my cookies just inhaling the vapors. I found G. That is all anyone knows him by; just an initial. He knew me; knew of my trashy reputation despite living in a gated suburb. I told him my predicament. He asked what I would do in exchange for a bump. “Anything,” I replied. Before I could speak again, one of his goons dragged me into a dirty bathroom. He forced me to clean the disgusting floor with my tongue. He made it clear that I was trash despite where I lived, therefore I was going to be treated appropriately. I was sick to my stomach. That was not enough to score me my bump. Every junkie in the place got to fuck me first. I likely left that warehouse a cesspool of bacteria, but I left with what I came for, so it was worth it.

Dirty Mommy Blair

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Extreme Snuff Cheerleader

Your absolute darkest desires are part of what makes the extreme snuff cheerleader turned on. The pure evil lust I harbor deep within my throbbing wet cunt fuels my hunger to torture young prey. You won’t find me giggling or smacking bubble gum, more like evil laughter and hacking body parts.

You can join me in some Satanic Ritualistic fucking over the prey we just fucked and mutilated in making an offer to daddy Satan. Our offer must include the blood of young prey, the heart of some filthy jerk, and the sperm and pussy nectar of our copulation. We will bask in his unholiness as we smear our preys blood all over each others body and you drive your phallus, blood coated, deep into my hungry cunt.

My favorite prey comes from the playgrounds of Catholic orphanages as they have some of the sweetest little treats to corrupt, and sodomize as we use blasphemy to destroy their innocent ears.

Extreme Snuff

 

Evil Cheerleader Gray

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Taboo role play with my master

taboo role play

My master got home today early from work and decided to teach me a few things. He grabbed me by my hair and yanked me around the house. He laughed and called me names like “dumb bitch” “stupid cum whore” and “fucking fuckhole”. We finally got to the living room where he bound up my wrist and ankles and made me into the little fuck toy that I am.

He slapped me across the face and spit right into my eyes. He turned around and spread his ass and farted his stinky man farts right into my face. He told me to stuff my face into his ass like the little worthless pathetic whore that I am.

I put my nose in his ass sniffing his farts in and trying not to pass out from the odder. Then he told me to eat his shit like the port potty that I am! I did as he demanded, eating every turd right out of his shit hole. I was getting his shit all in my eyes and up my nose.

He then turned around after I got done being his stupid piece of toilet paper and decided to piss right into my mouth and eyes. He drenched my face in his hot stinky urine. His dick swelled up right before my dumb whore face and he said that now I need to get the cum out of his dick.

He went behind me to my little ass hole and stuffed his dick straight into me ass. He started pounding me deep and hard, knocking my face into the ground. When he was read to cum, he took his cock out and came back to my face. He let out every drop of his sticky cum right into my eyes.

Thank you master for making me your pathetic piece of shit toilet whore bitch.

Parker / Family fuckwhore

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I have such dark fantasies, is that normal?

dark fantasiesI have such dark fantasies about being hurt and degraded, is that normal? Should I be thinking these thoughts every night? I dream about men coming to my house when I’m asleep, they break in to my house and force me to do all sorts of degrading things before they kill me. They make me choke on their cocks and they fuck my every hole. They beat me and break my bones and choke me unconscious, sometimes they force huge objects like bottles or a baseball bat in my ass until I scream but still  I wake up every time with my panties soaking wet! I guess I must be a sick person because of this, it can’t be normal! I’m obsessed with the thought of making this all real, I need a man to come and use me, hurt me, make me a nasty whore!

Subby Slut Cheryl

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