Category Archive: Taboo 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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My dark fantasies are sick and twisted

dark fantasiesMy dark fantasies are sick and twisted but I wouldn’t have them any other way! Lately I have been obsessed with hanging a bitch, something about watching a little whore kick and struggle and fight to breathe is just sexy to me. I had to make it happen for real so I went and got a few types of rope and hunted a few bitches to play with. I found several young ones, too young to fully understand what was happening to them, they looked so confused and so, so terrified. They were so scared that their little bladders emptied and then I knew it was time to watch them dance! I pushed them off the platform and watched them kick and struggle against the rope digging into their fragile little necks, their faces were really red at first, and then blue… by the time their eyes rolled back into their heads and they lost consciousness I was so fucking horny that I thought I would explode! Next time I do this, I’ll be bringing a man with me so I can fuck while the bitches hang!

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Evil Bitch Ava

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Dark Fantasies to the Extreme

dark fantasiesDark fantasies are all I have these days. I have never been a vanilla girl. In fact, I eat vanilla girls for breakfast. My fantasies run sick and twisted, just like me. The difference between me and my callers, is that there is always some shred of truth between my fantasies and my real experiences. Most of my callers cannot even dream up some of the shit I have actually done; however, I have a few callers who are as depraved as I am and I love that about them. You do not have to be a dominant man to play in my world. I like talking with men as my accomplices as well as with men as my victims. As long as you know I am always a sick bitch in charge, we should have a great time regardless if you are my partner in crime or my victim.

snuff fantasySam called me with a snuff fantasy. A pretty dark one too. Sam has a pathetic existence. Unhappy marriage, dead end job, debt up to his eyeballs and a small dick. Curious about his fantasy? He wanted to be cooked alive and eaten by me and my girlfriends. Of course, he wanted us to savor on his cock and balls especially. I love castration and cannibalism fantasies. This fantasy, gave me both combined. I basted Sam after I shaved him. Hair smells awful when burned, so when prepping a man for a meal, that is the first order of business. After he is cleaned, you baste him in a butter sauce. It helps soften the skin and make it taste better. I spit roasted Sam over an open flame like he was a pig at a Hawaiian Luau.  He cooked slowly, evenly and very painfully. I cut off his cock and balls once he was done roasting. We ate his cock and balls first before carving him up like a Thanksgiving bird. He was very yummy. I think Hannibal Lector would have enjoyed him too.

I told you I was a sick bitch. What is your extreme taboo role play?

Dark Desires Venus

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Taboo Role Play Gets Marley Wet!

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They were literally worshiping my body, and I was trying so hard just to get a hand out of the ropes they’d used to bind me to the altar. They were pouring oil on me, and blowing it because touching my body was apparently strictly off limits for their ceremony. Eventually, they managed to coat my entire body from neck to toes in the oil. Then, they started chanting something I couldn’t understand, and that was when they touched me. They started at my toes, massaging the oil into the skin. They avoided my pussy and tits, though, massaging all around them instead. Then, one of them walked to the head of the altar, yanked my head back painfully, and shoved his dick down my throat. He held it there, cutting off my ability to breathe, until I came close to passing out. Then, he pulled it out and walked around to climb on top of me. He “anointed” his dick with oil, and then slid it into me. He started thrusting, chanting the entire time, all the while his friend continued to chant, too. When he came inside of me, he rolled off of me and resumed the posture and demeanor his friend had maintained as the friend repeated his ritual. He cut off my air until I almost passed out, then fucked me with his “anointed” cock until he came inside of me. Then, they proceeded to tell me that they can’t let me go, because I will have the child of the Most High…. Oh brother, I am in trouble.

Marley

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Taboo role play Popping Cherries

 

Taboo role playMy little boy is so pretty. He is identical to his twin sister when we curl his hair and put him in a dress. He would make any sissy jealous and every p-mommy proud. One of our clients is a huge black man and he’s fucked every one of my daughters. His huge black cock stretching every one of their pussies wide. He wanted to taste a bit of every spawn though. So he took Charlie. Charlie looked so small next to that giant black man but he started out so gentle. Kisses, touches, earning Charlie’s trust as he stripped off the dress leaving Charlie just in his panties and heels. His little cock standing at attention with a drop of pre-cum at the head. The client put that hard cock next to his. Showing Charlie just how hard he was going to get fucked. The client brought out a rubber band and wrapped it around the hard base of the shaft and the balls making Charlie squirm and whimper. That rubber hurting and cutting into those sensitive bits. Taking his big hands he pulled back Charlie’s thighs, putting his knees into his chest as his other hand takes his big cock in his hands. Teasing that tight and unlubed little asshole. Pressing in and pinning Charlie down as he gasped and whimpered. “It hurts!” he whimpers, trying to squirm away from that cock that was so close to impaling him. Then that huge mushroom head popped into his tiny virgin ass and Charlie screamed. A high pitched and pitiful sound as tears started to fall down his face and his cheeks. The client growled and leaned over Charlie, pushing his cock deeper into his ass. Pressing those knees hard against Charlie’s chest making it hard to breathe as he licked those tears up. Grunting as he pushed harder against Charlie’s ass. Not fucking him yet, just forcing that dry cock up that tight ass. He wanted to make it hurt and it was obvious by the way that Charlie’s back arched, eyes rolling into the back of his head as his lips parted in a silent scream. There not being enough air in his lungs to make even a squeak. The client took his mouth, Kissing it hard and keep as he lifted enough to let Charlie breathe and began to fuck him for real. Cock pulling out and pushing in. Blood dribbling from Charlie’s asshole and that big black cock shiny with it. Charlie couldn’t kiss back. He could one sob and hiccup into the client’s mouth. Squeaking, screaming, squirming as each stroke reopened those tears. Forced those muscles and nerves to scream at Charlie again. That huge cock going deeper and deeper. Charlie was a fleshlight, used to be fucked and cummed in. The client didn’t care about him or how he felt. Just how good that tight little ass felt around his cock and he wanted to make sure that Charlie knew just that.

P-Mommy Pimp Demi

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Extreme Fetish Phone Sex with Gemini

Extreme fetish phone sex sessions are hot times with this cum whore. The first time I explored some deep dark fantasies with one of my lovers it was an absolute mind fuck! I decided I wanted some molly and the shit we got had us out of our minds and horny!

Extreme Fetish Phone Sex Gemini

So, out at the club we were carrying on as usual with being overly flirtatious and we fucked in the open without anyone catching on or saying anything if they had. I love public fucking, giving and getting oral sex, and well just some hard core macking on each other is hot.

We decided to get kinky with some object insertion and took it up a notch to add in some alcohol to be vaginally inserted and absorbed instantly. Forced intoxication this way can be dangerous since it’s being instantly introduced to the bloodstream. Between the Molly and the booze I was feeling good and that’s when the real fun started.

Let’s discuss the gangbang over a hot steamy session of roleplaying…

Cum Whore Tease Gemini

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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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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 Summoning the Dark Lord

Dark fantasies No one told me it’d be this to make my dark fantasies come true and to be a necromancer and summon our Dark Lord to this world… But here I was at the last steps. I had killed a holy man and left him to rot in darkness so now he was nothing but a bad smelling pile of bones held together by dried bits of skin. I brought him inside and prepared him to commit sins within death and prepped the leather belt I made with our Lord’s symbol on it and placed it around my neck. I had to put myself at death’s door while forcing this committed sin all at the same time. So as I began the mantra, pulling at the belt on my neck, grinding my hips against the pelvis bone of the holy man… I went from a sense of nausea to power flowing through me. Taking over my body, my arm pulled up and hard. Cutting off my airway and making it so I couldn’t breathe as the skeletons fucking hands came up and gripped my hips! I wasn’t expecting that but there was nothing I could do now. I couldn’t talk and I was just a puppet. I felt a cock begin to form, pushing itself into my pussy, the mythical cock had a pointed tip that brutally poked and forced itself straight into my womb, prying open my cervix to get there and making me scream in pain against the belt that was killing me. The holy man pounded at my pussy, the rattling of bones the only sound other than my labored gasps and gurgles. I don’t know how long it lasted… I could only see spots, the world turning into a fuzzy black burning abyss as I felt the cock twitch inside of me. Filling me and filling me with whatever magic jizz this holy man had. Making my stomach and womb stretch as the world faded to black and I lose that touch with consciousness. I don’t know how long I was out until I woke up… I hurt everywhere and felt as if I had been beaten. I was laying in a puddle of… I’m not sure and although my stomach had shrunk I could feel a tightness in it that swam and fluttered when I poked it. The holy man was gone and so was my belt… But I did have a new brand of a pentagram above my heart… So I’m pretty sure that means I’m going to be the mother of our Dark Lord. What an honor.

Darkling Katelyn

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Are your dark fantasies as fucked up as mine are?

dark fantasiesAre your dark fantasies as fucked up as mine are baby? Do you dream of seeing girls boiled alive or set on fire? Do you wish you could skin a bitch like you peel an orange? Or maybe you just want to straight up beat that fucking bitch to death while you fuck her? Mmmmm baby, if that made your dick hard you are definitely the man for me! I love to watch stupid little whores suffer for me, I want them to scream and cry and beg for their mothers while I fuck them to death with my giant strap on cock… the one that’s wrapped in razor wire. When she is finally dead I want you to fuck me on her body and rub her blood into my skin! I just adore being wicked, why be good when being bad is so much fun?

Wicked Willow

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