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Teen Loves Black Cock!!!!

 

anal phone sexI’m a black cock whore. Nothing feels better than having a huge black stud fill my pussy up with thick, creamy jizz. I love big cock and there is none bigger than black snake. Black men know how to please a girl like me with a size fetish.
I was out with my cheating boyfriend last weekend and I really had mean girl sex on the brain. I knew he had fucked my best friend and he wouldn’t admit it. To get even, I planned to find the biggest dick I could find and fuck the shit out of him.
I found you on the dance floor. I could feel your massive package when you’d grind against me while we danced. You had no idea that I was out for revenge and I had no idea that you had fantasized to rape a white teen that night. I ignored my date and flirted with you, rubbing my tits against your strong chest, and grabbing at your muscular ass. We were having a great time. I was getting off on seeing my small dick boyfriend fuming at the bar.
You were buying my drinks and I was getting trashed. You knew when to make your move. You escorted my sloppy self out to your car and we drove off, leaving Mr. Tiny Dick behind. You took me somewhere. I don’t know where. It was dark and I was feeling no pain. I briefly passed out and came to, finding myself on a musty old mattress, you standing over me. You weren’t smiling anymore. “Well, little girl, you know how to tease. Can you handle a real man?” you growled. “Bet you never got no nigger cock in that sweet young pussy.”
You pulled this massive cock from your pants and my eyes bulged. The damn thing must’ve been 14 inches long and as thick as my arm. I shuddered. I decided to play your game. “Oh, please don’t hurt me. My little pussy can’t handle that thing.” I begged. You ripped my clothes off, revealing my lacy panties and matching bra. “Oh, I love little white girls. I want to make you cry.” Standing over me, you grabbed my hair, ramming your fuckstick between my lips. I gagged with the sheer force of your thrusts into my throat. “Please.” I moaned. You yanked me up by one arm. I screamed and you slapped me across the face, not knowing I was a pain slut and that it only ignited my desire.
You threw me unto the floor and jumped onto me, pinning me beneath your weight. I fought you, clawing and biting, as you forced yourself deep into my tight slit. I screamed again as my pussy gaped wide. “Gonna knock you up, bitch.” you grunted as you lost your first load, banging it deep into my fertile womb.
I barely caught my breath before you were rigid again. It must have been the coke you snorted. You came at me like a starving dog, pushing me back, heels on your shoulders. You poked feverishly at my ass, attempting to pierce my puckered star with your rod of steel. I screamed with joy as you ripped into my poop chute. This time I lost it. “Fuck me, fuck me, you nigger piece of shit.” My pussy burst with a gush as you drove your load straight into my guts.
He was my first, but not my last. I’m a black cock loving whore and not ashamed of it. Every time I see an African-American man, I have to wonder what he’s packing and how long it’ll take me get some. Oh, and I always do!!! Men love little white girls. Don’t you?

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Turn to Extreme Ageplay Snuff Torture Phone Sex Dreams

I’m a sexy little switch. I can be a bad ass dominant bitch to sissy boys or a submissive whore to daddy. I was feeling submissive this weekend. I keep having rape phone sex fantasies that need to be explored beyond the phone, so I went seeking someone who could help me. I met a handsome stranger and his wife at a new high end BDSM swingers club. Single ladies can always get into the club. I thought a hot threesome would allow me some safe exploration of my naughty desires.

rape phone sex fantasiesWe shared a bottle of wine and started sharing fantasies. The woman admitted to extreme ageplay snuff torture phone sex fantasies, while I explained my want to be force fucked. Hubby had an erection listening to two hot bitches discussing their dark desires. He got us a VIP dungeon room in the club. I was pretty drunk. Wine goes straight to my head. Next thing I realize, I am blindfolded and tied to a chair. But it is not the couple’s voice I hear, but that of a very large man. At least his deep baritone voice suggested his large stature. When I felt his hands around my neck, I knew he was a big boy. He slapped a ball gag on me, then proceeded to choke me. I was screaming. This was not my fantasy, but the woman’s. I didn’t understand until I heard them giggling.

extreme ageplay snuff torture phone sexHer snuff phone sex fantasy was as an accomplice not the victim. I felt her touching me as she laughed at my naivete. Hands crushing my windpipe as she took a cattle prod to my pussy. She was shocking my clit with such intensity I peed myself. His hands tightened their grip as she fucked my cunt with an industrial size vibrator. Erotic affixation? I had heard of it never practiced it, however. But as I was close to passing out from the restriction of my airway, I came hard. Pretty sure my pussy was like a geyser. I thought it would be over, put apparently the fun was just beginning. Well fun for them.

snuff phone sex teensI heard another voice. A really young voice. She was crying, obviously scared. Little ones aren’t allowed in this club. My blindfold was removed and I was shocked to see such a young innocent girl. “She is a nobody’s brat, Summer. She will not be missed. Saving her from a life of poverty and pain,” the husband said. I had a choice. I could live as an accomplice or die as a victim. I was so confused. I had no idea what was fantasy anymore. Maybe it was the drugs? I knew they slipped me something quite strong. They untied me. I knew what I had to do. I said I was sorry under my breath and I carved that little sweet thing up like a turkey. Cut off her breasts, cut of her clitty, even clipped her pussy lips off. It was like clipping an angel. Her cries were deafening, but arousing at the same time. She looked like a little whore actually. They were right, she didn’t need to live. I started jabbing the blade into her bloodied cunnie. I was being cheered on to snuff the little bitch.

I hurt her until she made no more sounds. I was covered in blood like a crazed serial killer. I drank a glass of wine and the next thing I knew, I was in my bed. Had it all been a dream? I was looking through my wallet to see if I had any credit card receipts when I found a business card from the club owner. Clearly I had been there. Had I really snuffed a little girl or was it just some drug induced delusional fantasy? Either way, it was hot.

Clit in a Jar

I woke up this morning still chained to your bed. I thought the last time I closed my eyes was going to be last night. But somehow I am awake. My whole body aches and my pussy feels like its on fire. I know you cut me last night, and I know you intended to kill me. So why did you stop? Just as my thoughts start to clear, you walk in, with your favorite toy – that fishing knife. You ask me how I am feeling after my surgery. Surgery? What surgery?

You laugh at the confused look on my face and then walk over to the side table and pick up a glass jar and show it to me. My eyes have trouble focusing on whatever it is in the jar. Its bloody and looks like some sort of piece of flesh. Its round but the edges are clearly cut and there are strings of blood or something all around it. Even the outside of the jar is smudged with bloody hand prints. Then I remember…


You took that blade to my pussy last night. You drugged me and told me to enjoy the pain, and that I deserve it. You inserted that knife into my tight cunt, slicing the sides as it went in. The blood began dripping onto the floor. I thought you were going to gut me right there on the bed. But you didn’t. You slowly slid the long thin blade out of my pussy and admired the blood on the shiny silver surface. You put it in my face and made me lick it clean – slicing my tongue in the process. Then back between my legs you went.

You took my clit between two fingers, pinched and pulled it out. With one swift motion, you swiped the blade down and off it came. Blood sprayed everywhere and I was so dizzy I couldn’t even scream. My tiny little pussy destroyed forever. And for all the pain that I got from it, I couldn’t even have an orgasm because you took my button. And there it sat, in that dirty glass jar, forever and ever. A constant reminder of what a useless pain whore I really am.

Beaten Bit by Bit

The handkerchief in my mouth had the worst chemical taste on it. It made my eyes water from whatever was on it. At least it kept my nose open so I could breathe. I woke up in some strange place and my mind is just now getting less fuzzy. I feel like I have been beaten all down my legs, but they are bent and tied behind me so I can’t see them. I see blood on the floor beside me and wonder if it is mine. I can hear something that sounds like a girl trying to scream coming from another room, but her screams are muffled, and I know she must have the same handkerchief I do, which terrifies me.


I listen closer and hear loud thuds before each attempt at a scream, and some thumps so loud it feels like a body being thrown around. What in the fuck was happening? I couldn’t remember anything of how I got here. I was walking down the street and a car pulled up and that was all I could remember. Now I am tied up and gagged inside some weird dark place with hardly any furniture, and clearly some sort of maniac in the next room. The attempted screams soon turned into pathetic whine and whimpers and got quieter and quieter. It sounded like a dying animal, but I knew in my heart is was another girl.

The noises finally stopped and all I could hear were footsteps coming down the hall towards the room I was in. The door swung open and you stood there, covered in blood, and then smiled as if you were delighted. You said, “You’re finally awake!” like it was the most normal thing in the world to have me hog tied there. You stepped back into the hall for a second and came back with a baseball bat. It was also covered in blood. You came towards me and I couldn’t move, and I was even too scared to try to scream. You rolled me over and untied my legs. They were so stiff and sore, but the worst was yet to come. You swung the bat above your head and brought it down onto my feet as hard as you could.


My bones shattered and I finally started trying to scream. You kept swinging, making your way up my legs, smashing my bones systematically from the bottom up. The pain felt like fire and every dull thud created more and more sharp pain and blood spray everywhere. As you crushed my torso and ribs, I could feel myself choking on my own blood. I began whimpering and whining, and now I know why the other girl did. The last thing left to smash was my face. The rest of me was a broken bloody mess. You stopped for a moment, to hear me whine, and then swung the bloody bat right at my slutty little face….

Teen Whore Nyla Threesome News

 

     Teen whore is the least of my worries. Calling me a slut would be the understatement of the year. I spread it all over campus that I was the slut that was going to fuck anything in sight. These days I found out that more people were staying away from me because of the title I so richly deserved but who the fuck cared. As long as I had daddy fucking the shit out of me and oh yes now my uncle was back from the outback ,life was wonderful. Let me take a moment and tell you about Uncle Jack he was the fuck of a god damn life and him and you were ripping me apart. I think the booze and whatever else we were doing really affected me but hey let me get back on track! Shame on you getting me off the subject with that big fucking cock I so desperately wanted to suck! I mean your trunk was so big! Remembering you and my uncle, I bent down and touched my shaved pussy. My pussy was so god damn sore!  It would seem I always getting off track thinking about your huge cock. Lol , but anyway let me get back to the detail at hand yes you could fuck the shit out of me and Uncle Jack could too but what I really liked was having you both together at the same time.

     I know it seems strange for you but not for me, you see it is all in me being a fucking slut whore. I would gap my legs open and then well you know the fuck festival would begin.When I first told you about my uncle and dad I thought you were going to run away but instead you stroked that cock and now we were all fucking. As you pounded harder in me I didn’t know if that hole could take it! I was so full of cum but when I felt you stiffen again I knew I could and from the look of your cock you wanted more of me and the kind of whore I was just required me to give it to you!

Another Lesson From Daddy

I had been spending a lot of time babysitting lately. The dads always rave to their wives about me after they take me home so I am pretty popular. I love providing that “extra service” to the daddies and the fact that they are married makes it even hotter!

Last week, I had finished up kind of early and daddy was still up when I got home. I sat in his lap for a little while and curled up in his arms before heading upstairs. I had just started getting undressed for bed when he opened my door, He looked at me wearing nothing but my panties and I hoped he could not see that they were already soaked from another mans load.

But I could see by the look on his face that he knew something was up. He came over to me and slid his fingers inside my panties and felt how wet I was with creamy filling.

He looked angry and I knew I was in trouble! He took of his belt and bent me over the dresser and began wailing on my round little ass! He said that I was his little fuck toy, not the town whore. He made me repeat it back to him, the entire time, beating my ass with his belt. The lashes stung but the more he hit me, the more I enjoyed it. My used up pussy was flowing with honey!

He stopped the whipping only to shove his huge meat in my tight little ass! He rammed my little hole over and over and I could tell just how angry he was.

He turned me around and demanded I get on my knees. He grabbed my hair and pounded his cock against the back of my throat. He had never been so forceful with me!

He was yelling at me! Swallow it! Swallow it like I taught you!

Only whores let another man cream their little pink cunny! Daddy’s girl always swallows!

He fucked my face over and over that night, each time, filling my tired mouth with warm foamy milk.

I had learned my lesson! No more filling my pussy with man juice….but he didn’t say anything about dumping in my ass!

Anal Phone Sex Sluts Like BBC

Anal Phone Sex Sluts like taking big black cock and Katelyn is an anal sex princess. That brat princess is all about cock and she will do what it takes to get the cock she wants. Funny thing that is kind of how we met, Katelyn and my daughter were arguing over who was going to make the first move on some Jock at school.

Watching the way Katelyn manipulated the situation gave me a great idea. I needed an accomplice and my offspring were already too twisted and deviant. I needed a new girl and this hot teen slut Katelyn will do just fine. I believe she could be passed off as my own and that made it a sweeter deal. So the festivities begin.

 

I paid a visit to the school and slipped into the guys locker room to see who I can lure back to the house. I found a few awesome specimen for my kinky plan. The two guys I chose had older brothers that they could invite and we were off to a great start. Hooking up with Katelyn outside the school I persuaded her to give up on the guy my daughter and her were fighting over.

She was not easily deterred as the real fun was the chase. So, I used my smooth mommy talk and charmed her into believing she deserved an older endowed man. Continuing my charming and persuading her away from the auditorium where my daughter was meeting up with the said guy. I wanted to get Katelyn out of there since she would want part of my girls fun. Or there would be quite the cat fight where my evil slut would win.

I Like Katelyn and took her by my dealers house where all the guys were waiting. We got to take on seven hung black men and her eyes got this glimmer in them that said bring it on! Yeah I do like this one.

Life Sentence

I had finally just got my license back and wouldn’t you know it I get pulled over again? It was the middle of the night and I had been drinking of course, but I decided to try to sweet talk my way out of the ticket. I rolled my window down and two officers approached. I could barely see them with the glaring lights from their car, but they shined a light right on me and one asked if I knew why I got pulled over. I HATE when they ask that, so of course I just smiled sweetly and said “no officer”.


They didn’t even ask my name or for my license or anything, one of them just said “get out of the car”. I tried to say something and he yanked the door open and ripped me out by my hair. My heart started racing, realizing this wasn’t a normal traffic stop. He spun me around and the other one handcuffed me. I tried to apologize for whatever was going on, and he just slapped me right across the face so hard I could taste blood. They both began ripping my clothes off right there on the side of the road. I was too scared to scream.

I begged them to let me go and promised them I wouldn’t tell anyone. They laughed at me and carried me back to my own trunk which they had popped open. One shoved me in, face down and my ass hanging out. My face was crushed inside my trunk as I felt a huge cock enter my ass. The officer fucked me without mercy for what seemed like forever. Then his partner took over and rammed my tight little ass even more. I could feel my wrists bleeding from the handcuffs, and the side of my face was burned from scuffing against the carpet in my trunk.


They both came inside my ass, and then one picked my limp body up and carried me back to their car. I thought they were going to throw me in the backseat, but once again they opened the trunk, and threw me in. This time all the way, and shut the trunk. Now here I am, cuffed and naked in the dark trunk. My ass is torn to shreds and I can feel the car moving. I have no idea what they plan to do to me next or where we are going, but I have a feeling I will never see the light of day again…  

The Coed and The Professor: Teen Slut Fucked Hard

Do you like fucking teen pussy? You would not be the only one. And you would be surprised how many other folks like it too. One of my female professors is a hardcore dominatrix. That was news to me. In the classroom she is such a prissy schoolmarm. In fact, I thought she had never been fucked in her life. She caught me cheating on an exam. Instead of telling the dean, she suggested I come to her place so we could talk about a way to rectify this all. I was grateful. My college has a zero tolerance policy in regards to cheating; she could have had me expelled.

When I arrived, she looked quite different. Sexy actually. She offered me some wine, but after a few sips, I felt dizzy. She apparently drugged my wine. I woke up in a basement I think, tied to some device with a ball gag in my mouth. As I came too, I realized she was on her knees between my legs. She had a huge vibrator and was stimulating my clit. Was not sure what was going on but it felt good. She looked up at me, “You’re my bitch now. Do as you are told and you get to stay in school.”  I liked her bitch in charge attitude. She used that vibrator on me for a good solid hour at least. I thought she would have to peel me off the ceiling I came so hard, so many times. I get in trouble, but I am the one cumming over and over? I may cheat more often in her class.

She untied me. “Gonna be a good bitch?” she asked. I assured her I was her willing slave. Fuck, I’d do this bitch anytime had I known she was such a bad ass in the bedroom. She led me upstairs to her bedroom where she put on her strap-on to fuck me. She wanted to see a teen slut fucked hard she said. I liked how that sounded. She pounded me so hard with her strap on. Hell she fucked me better than most men do with their cocks. I squirted so much cum all over her, it felt like I had pissed myself. She fucked me on my back, on all fours, up against the wall, even made me ride her cock. Fucked my tight ass too. I never came so much or so hard in my life. Felt amazing. I loved who she was outside of the classroom. Sexy dominate bitch in charge. I told her she could own my teen twat anytime she wanted. I wanted to be her young teen slut. If this is how bad girls get punished, I want to be bad all the time. Do you want to punish me too?

Making Movies

The drugs hit me hard, but I could hear your voice instructing me what to do for the camera. My vision was blurry, and i could only see a fuzzy outline of you behind the tripod. You had taken me from school, drugged me, and brought me here to make your teen slut porn. I had been here before – it all seemed familiar – but I was unable to control the situation. You had me so brainwashed into believing you would hurt me if I tried to leave.


I knew my best bet was to do what you said and to make the best movie I could make for you and your sick friends. They loved watching my tiny cunt on their screens as you made me show everything between my legs. Toys laid next to me on the bed and I used them on my clit to arouse my pussy and make it swell for your camera. You kept telling me what a dirty fucking teen whore I was and to do it right the first time or I would be punished.

I remember the punishment you laid down last time, also on film, and you made me watch it back since I was knocked out cold during your rage. I am thankful for the drugs that are clouding my mind while I violate my own body with the dirty toys you provided. I make it look good, and I make it look hot. That’s what you want from me and I will obey you this time. Here is my pussy, and I cum for your camera. I cum for you. I am nothing but a worthless little cum whore, and my place is to entertain you. Anytime. Anywhere.