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Fatal Phone Sex
by Anonymous (address withheld)
***
She was a lesbian who worked at phone-sex job. It
turned out fatal for her. (MF, nc, rp, ws, sn, nec)
***
"So how do you like it papi?" asked her soft caressing
voice.
"Mmmm...I wanna lick your pussy so good. Taste it when
it gets all hot and wet" he breathed deeply.
"Ohhh that just turns me on" her voice said kinda
whispery.
Her fingers stroked in between her creamy, tropic sand
colored thighs.
"Are you fingering that pussy for me baby?" he slid his
hands slowly over the hardness inside his black pants.
"Ohhh yeah! I can't stop touching my body. You always
get me so hot papi," her voice moaned.
"You always get my dick all hard," he said.
"Wish I could see it," she said in a teasing voice.
"Oh yea? Well I might be able to make your dreams come
true," he said, slipping the black leather gloves on
his hands.
"Now how is that possible papi? You know I live in
another state. I told you I'm in Canada," she giggled
soft and sensually.
"Don't underestimate me baby. I know your not in Texas"
he said.
She was silent for a moment, and felt a slight panic
prickle into her skin. She swept her hand over her
short black hair.
"Sorry papi, I'm gonna have to hang up now. I have
really enjoyed talking to you as always. *Muah!*" she
made a kissing noise at the end of her sentence and
hung up.
There was something about his thick New York accent
that always made her nervous. He sounded coarse, like
he ran the streets doing weird stuff. Maybe he was some
serial rapist for all she knew. Out of all her phone
sex clients, he was the only one that freaked her out
the most. She was a full blown Lesbian, and did not
ever intend on being with a man. It disgusted her to
even think of a nasty filthy penis.
***
She stood in her bathroom mirror brushing her hair
neatly. Her straight bangs fell forward in her eyes as
she smooth it down. The bathtub was filling up slowly,
while she preened in the mirror. The phone rang again,
and she decided not to answer it. She slid off her
flower pink robe and went to the phone to dial up
Veronique.
"Its about time girl. Where have you been?" Veronique's
voice was husky and penetrating.
"Well I was getting ready for my bath. I didn't finish
the call from Mr. Tortelli or whatever his name was. He
started talking crazy. Something about he can make my
dream come true. I think he was implying coming here or
something... freakin crazy Italian guy," she laughed.
"Oh shit girl! Well don't worry, no clients can get
access to you. Remember that girl. So give me the
minutes and I'll log your time so you can get paid
girl," Veronique pulled out her small tablet and pen.
"We talked for one hour and thirty minutes," Sonia
sighed.
"That's pretty good. So you made a total of six hundred
fifty dollars tonight girl! Woohoo!" Veronique laughed.
"Mmm... Just makes me wet thinking about it," Sonia
breathed.
"Haha! Your such a slut! Well I'll let you take your
bath. We'll talk tomorrow," Veronique giggled.
Sonia hung up the phone, and walked into her bathroom.
The tub was filled up with big fluffy soap suds and
warm water now. Her slender fingers picked up the bar
of soap from the silver holder, and she began to lather
up her slick body. Eyes watched her from behind the
crack of the slightly open door.
Eyes watched her hands rub over her slick wet arms,
letting the soap penetrate deeply.
Eyes were watching her wash her nicely shaved pussy,
while spread her legs apart. She let herself go under
the water to wet her entire head. She came up from the
water, wiping her face and coughing a bit. She stepped
out of the tub and dried her petite body off with a
towel. Her robe was hanging on the nail on the back of
the door. She pulled it off and slid it on her freezing
cold body. She grabbed a bottle of Ming Shu lotion and
went into the darkly lit bedroom singing in Portuguese.
She sat on the edge of the bed with her robe gaping
open, in front of the floor mirror. Her short haircut
made her face look boyishly sixteen years old. Her
fingers combed back the wet stringy bangs from her eyes
as she continued to sing. She lotioned up her arms,
legs and feet.
The was a dark image behind her in the dim lit hallway.
The image got closer and came into her room. The shadow
as now behind her. Her eyes widened in terror as she
realized someone was in her room! She jumped up and
spun around!
"Didn't expect to see me did you?" Mr. Tortelli said
flatly.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE! OH MY GOD!" she screamed,
trying to run past him. He grabbed her shoulders tight
and threw her on the antique bed. He straddled over her
body, with a black leather cord in his hands.
"Remember how I told you I'd make your dream come
true?" he grinned wickedly.
"NO!" She tried to scream at him. He held his hand over
her mouth and nose, suffocating her.
"IF YOU DON'T SHUT UP... I'LL SHUT YOU UP! DO YOU
UNDERSTAND SLUT?" he whispered in a threatening tone.
She nodded, fighting desperately to breath. He released
his hand from her mouth and nose and then unzipped his
black pants. He pulled out his hard 6 inches, and held
it in his hand.
"SUCK MY COCK!" he ordered.
She opened her mouth while he fucked her mouth.
"IF YOU USE YOUR TEETH I'LL FUCKIN KILL YOU!" he
promised.
She sucked his dick hungrily, afraid to screw up. She
gagged a bit as he forced it to the back of her throat.
"Suck harder spic slut!" he spat.
Her mouth was working so hard to satisfy his cock. She
sucked and sucked him until he was groaning very
deeply. His cum poured in her mouth, almost choking
her.
"SWALLOW SLUT! SWALLOW!" he shouted.
She drank it down, trying hard not to throw it up. The
taste was so strange and disgusting to her.
"Good little slut. You did a good job. Now turn over on
your stomach," he demanded.
She rolled over on her belly, as he tore off her robe
and tossed it. He forced his dick into her tight little
butt-hole. She made shrieking noises from the pain.
"SHUT UP!" he yelled.
She started sobbing in broken Portuguese, the pain was
excruciating. He pumped his dick nice in slow in her
tiny ass, and put the cord around her neck. Her green
eyes shot open, her shrieks became choking sounds. His
hands gripped the cord, squeezing her neck. Her tongue
was beginning to loll out of her mouth, from the
pressure on her neck. The tight cord was making her
head pull back. Her body jerked hard. Her hands dug at
the cord, trying to get it off. Her hands were growing
very weak and fell to the bed.
Gargling noises came from her open mouth, while she
kicked her legs shook violently.
He continued to fuck her ass until his cum dripped from
her bright red asshole. He released the cord, and her
head fell down limp on the bed. He lay on top of her,
looking into her wide empty eyes. He wondered why her
face had such an expression of deep shock on it.
Her eyes had rolled upwards, and were staring. This
fascinated him. He wondered if she could feel him as he
turned her body over to play with her little bitty
perky tits. He talked to her breasts, telling them his
entire ordeal. He fingered her dead twat while he put a
cold nipple in his mouth. He wondered if she could feel
him violating her snatch.
This was all so amusing to him. He couldn't wait to go
home and write about it in his journal. He noticed her
pussy was wet from previously. He sucked her sweet cum
from his gloved hand. He then lifted her limp body and
carried her into the bathroom. The tub was empty, the
water had all gone down the drain. He place her on her
back to recline in the cold porcelain tub.
He turned on the faucet, letting ice cold water shoot
out.
He sat there, rubbing in between her smooth legs as the
icy water filled up. He watched as it rose up to her
neck. He turned it off, and dunked her head beneath
holding it down. The water pulled her little tits
upwards. He watched her permanently hard, rosy nipples
pointing up at him. A thin yellow stream float out from
in between her legs. He released her head and let her
float to the top after 30 minutes. He left the
apartment.
The phone rang and rang. Sonia could not answer the
phone, she was lying in the icy tub water, completely
lifeless.
The machine came on:
"Hi this is sexy Sonia. Please leave a message after
the beep. Thank you."
*Beep*
"Hi Sonia, this is Veronique. Pick up the phone! Some
guy called here saying some strange things. Get out of
the apartment Sonia! I think its not safe! He said he
knew where you lived! SONIA! SONIA please pick up!
Sonia!"
"Beeeeep*
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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