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No limits phone sex thoughts are running amuck with me lately. For some reason I’ve been surfing the net in search of the extreme. I found myself reading a lot of gore erotica and then after awhile found myself turned on by a most extreme thought: what if someone thought I was freshly dead–a virgin–and what if they had proclivities to have sex with expired people.
This is not for everyone–but I don’t judge it if it is for you. After all, I found something arousing in it for me enough to conjure a little no limits phone sex story for the necrophiliac in you.
Judge not because EVERYONE has a dark sexual secret they harbor and I love to talk about those secrets!
I feel the steely cold metal under my back but I cannot move. I’m freezing. Trapped. A sudden rush of claustrophobia comes over me. My eyes are open and I see hazy blue light all around and then a face. Squinting eyes peering down at me.
“She’s dead alright.” The man says.
“Wonder what happened to her?”
“Still warm.”
“Wonder what happened to her?”
“Still warm.”
I feel weightless as I am lifted from the hood of the car. The light I realize comes from a flashing blue dome atop a coroner’s wagon. I am placed on my back on a gurney where the flaps of a black bag fold around me. I hear the grinding close of the zipper and with it the last vestiges of light peel away.
Awake. Bright light as the brief hissing sound of the zipper reveals a new scene. My eyes throb from the light, but I cannot move.
“Pretty l’il thang.” Comes a voice with a southern drawl.
“Must be about sixteen.” A more reserved voice replies. “I found her out by the lake. She was naked on the hood of a car. Time of death couldn’t be more than an hour or so ago, 33 C.”
I felt the cold probing of the thermometer inside my rectum.
“Jeez, I hate to see ’em come in here so young,” a chuckle.
“Bobby, you’re going to have to help me tonight.” The reserved voice said.
“Ahhh, shit Doc, I have to get home to the wife, she’s expecting me on time tonight.” Bobby said.
“No, I don’t think so, not tonight. You know we never see them this fresh or this young.”
“Bobby, you’re going to have to help me tonight.” The reserved voice said.
“Ahhh, shit Doc, I have to get home to the wife, she’s expecting me on time tonight.” Bobby said.
“No, I don’t think so, not tonight. You know we never see them this fresh or this young.”
A hand closes on my bare breast and then a firm pinch that sends pain through my entire chest. I try to scream but I can’t. Am I dead.
“She’s so fuckin’ warm.” Bobby said rubbing his hands up my thighs.
“Surprising for finding her completely naked out there in the cold.” The doctor said.
“Look at those fucking thighs!” Bobby exclaimed. “Nice and firm, tight and white. The death color ain’t come into ’em yet, Doc.”
“Not yet.”
“Surprising for finding her completely naked out there in the cold.” The doctor said.
“Look at those fucking thighs!” Bobby exclaimed. “Nice and firm, tight and white. The death color ain’t come into ’em yet, Doc.”
“Not yet.”
I felt the table give a little and then saw the Doctor’s face in front of mine. Again I tried to scream but I couldn’t. He kissed me sliding his tongue into my lifeless mouth. He tasted of cigars and it made me sick.
“Get over here Bobby. Hold her head up.”
Bobby followed the Doctor’s instructions and I felt his bony fingers around my head. I felt the intrusion on my tonsils soon thereafter as my throat gave way. Bobby’s smoker’s cough echoed off the sterile walls of the morgue.
Because I couldn’t move I figured they labeled me for deceased but I could feel everything. The pain in my jaw immense as the Doc’s cock rubbed my lips. The friction from his pumping chaffed them. My chin tickled from the light rubbing of his hairy, smelly balls against it. I could taste the acrid flavor of precum. I tried to swallow, but found my throat to be paralyzed. When the Doc dumped his load deep in my throat the world turned dark.
“She choked to death,” Bobby said as he took his turn. “She choked on your fuckin’ dick, lookit she’s blue now.”
Alive until asphyxiated by throat fucking.
I’m a nasty phone sex bitch with no limits. Sometimes, when I am especially horny, I will conjure up necrophilia phone sex fantasies and then rub my cunt to hear you get off to them. I suppose I wrote this story to flex that extreme phone sex muscle of mine–there are really no limits with me.
And I love to hear what kind of things you’d like to do if they were legal. We always need to remember that when we’re in fantasy world everything is ok and to think is not to do.
So let’s spill some blood, sweat, and cum as we sink even deeper in the twisted world of sexual taboos. Let me relieve you of your hesitation–YOU ARE WELCOME HERE.
So let’s spill some blood, sweat, and cum as we sink even deeper in the twisted world of sexual taboos. Let me relieve you of your hesitation–YOU ARE WELCOME HERE.
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No limits phone sex sluts like me enjoy talking about how I came to be the nasty slut that I am. I learned how to be a total pervert from my parents of course. My parents didn’t mind wearing their sexuality out there for us kids to see. My dad acquired an enormous porn collection and kept it right out in the open for my brother and I to explore. We weren’t supposed to, but of course we did. My first sexual memories come from summertime family fun naughtiness watching porn with my brother.
The first phone sex porn movie we watched together was Taboo–a classic yes. I once overheard my Dad tell my Mom that he enjoyed the look of the classic porn stars–the hairy pussies made him stiff and hard. He told my Mom “never to shave that cunt” once when I saw them fucking in the kitchen. My Mom’s naked ass stuck to a kitchen chair and her legs spread open my Dad’s huge dick entered as he said it. I have to admit, even for my young age I got turned on by what I saw.
My parents also didn’t mind showing us things–My Dad loved blow jobs and when I got to be a certain age he told my Mom it was time to show me the ropes. I guess what Dad meant that I needed to learn about “white ropes” of sperm on my no limits phone sex tongue, face and barely there titties. Sucking Dad’s dick became something I did almost automatically and eventually he told me I did it better than Mom.
Then there were my cousins and all of us had family fun phone sex growing up. I have so many filthy fuck stories to share that a guy with a hard cock and no voice could enjoy me for quite some time. I am always up for sharing the details of my incest phone sex adventures.
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No limits phone sex Tori has Step Mommy Issues

Held after class, and this time I was supposed to be meeting my mother. I knew she wasn’t coming. Mr. E sat and stared at me as I knocked my knees together in my seat. He glanced at me, then he glanced at his watch and then back at me. I just bit my lower lip. I was banking on the outfit doing its job. A nice no limits phone sex blue, plaid mini skirt with white knee high stockings and black platform Mary Janes. I wore a white button-down blouse and matching ribbons in the pony tail on top of my head. I cracked my gum.
“Where’s your mother, Tori?” my no limits sex teacher asked, “it is now 10 min past the end of the final bell and she’s still not here.”
I just looked at him with a glossy eyed look and then got up from my seat. I walked up to the chalkboard.
“Tori, I told you that you were to have your mother come in and talk about the grades you’re making in the course. Your lack of turning in the assignments and also, your frequent tardiness.”
“Yes, I know Mr. E,” I said, “but I did tell her. She might or might not have heard me.”
“Yes, I know Mr. E,” I said, “but I did tell her. She might or might not have heard me.”
This made him raise an eyebrow as he eyeballed the cleavage of my young, tight phone sex tits.
“What you do mean by ‘might or might not’?”
“Well, she’s just always busy with her latest boyfriend. I think they were making out when I tried to tell her ab
out the meeting,” I batted my eyelashes.
“That’s just unacceptable,” he pulled out his phone. “I don’t know what you’re getting at, young lady, but you certainly are not going to get by with such a lame excuse.”
I stood close to Mr. E, my newly divorced phone sex teacher. “You don’t have to call her, now do you really?”
I was so bold as to try to kiss him. “No, we don’t do that.” he pulled back but I saw some of his resolve melting at the look on my pouty no limits phone sex face.
“You don’t have to call her. She’s not even my REAL mother, she’s my step mom, and trust me when I say she gives no shits about me,” I said.
His look softened for a second as he picked up his phone. I took it from him. “Mr. E, you’re not going to get anywhere with my step Mom. Do you give a shit about me?”
I unbuttoned the top button on my blouse. I moved in. And it wasn’t long before I had my no limits phone sex teacher’s tongue in my mouth. We were kissing and then kissing harder. I got up on the desk and let him play with my tender young girl phone sex ass.
And then shortly thereafter, well, in schoolteacher phone sex land anyway–his large and fat dick was teaching me a new sort of lesson–cock sucking. And then after that…well he fucked my sweet little naughty pussy. I think you know the rest of this story. *Giggles.
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