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Twisted and Violent

It takes a lot to get me excited and a fucking hell of a lot to get me off.  Some of you men and your boring vanilla calls and role-plays do nothing for me. I need to be stimulated in the most fucked up of ways.

Care to join me?

                           Filthy, nasty, twisted, sick, and violent is how I like my calls. When you’re as jaded and have seen it all like me, normal, and vanilla just doesn’t do it. I’m feeling very violent today and would fucking love to fuck someone up. 

                           How about you? That snooty blonde that lives across the street. She thinks her shit doesn’t stink, doesn’t she? You’ve tried to talk to her, but she walks away. What a fucking cunt!

Let’s plan to get revenge on her.

I knock on her door, pretending I’m lost. I engage her and quickly push the needle into her arm. We take her to her bedroom and strip and tie her up.

She is waking now. Let’s fucking play!

 

 

 Written By: Poison Ivy
Call  Ivy @ 1-866-949-6550
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Your Favorite Accomplice

You go to the mall every weekend to see the cute little teen pussy. There’s one you’ve had your eye on for a while, an adorable bouncy thing. You need some help reeling her in. You know I can bring in the sweetest pussy for you.

I tell her I know where the best shops are and take her out to your car. That’s when we grab her. I get in the backseat with her and touch all over her body. She fights a lot, but a couple of slaps across the face and my mouth on her little tits, has her changing her tunes. Her pussy is getting all wet for you, baby.

We pull off to a secluded area in the woods. We drag her out of the car and get her on her knees. It’s time that she learns the proper way to suck cock. She doesn’t do a bad job on your cock, but you look at me and let me know that she needs a little more instruction.

I grab her hair and force it up and down. The choking sounds she makes while she struggles, really makes my pussy wet. You reach down and rub between my legs. You know your little girl so well.

We push her back in the dirt and I put that wet pussy right on her mouth. I reach down and grab her ankles and pull her legs back. She’s really trying to fight now, she knows that cherry is about to be popped. We look at each other and laugh. Let’s turn this little bitch out.

 

 

Written By: Raylin
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Dirty Little Secrets

I love to role play and lately my mind has been going to a very dark and dirty place. All I can fantasize about lately is being your accomplice. I’ll seek out a fresh, young pussy to use and abuse in the most devious ways. 

I can almost taste that hot, tight pussy on my lips right now. It doesn’t matter how taboo you want it because I have no limits and will do anything to get your hard dick off. Plus, my cunt squirts so hard when I play out a forbidden fantasy with you. I love doing all your dirty deeds, so deviant,  I can’t talk about them here.

Shhh …no one has to know, it can be our dirty little secret.

 

Written By: Raylin
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Little Dead Girl

     While taking a long walk in the cemetery to clear my head, I came across it. A little hand in the dirt pile. I carefully cleared away the dirt and there she was. Tiny, fragile and blonde. I touched her hand and she was cold. She must have been carelessly buried days ago, as rigger has passed. 

A closer look revealed that she was undressed and dressed again after perhaps?  She had such pretty blue eyes. I wonder what they looked like in her last moments. Was she scared? Or was she happy to die? 

I remove her clothes to get a better look. She has such adorable little nipples. I wonder if I flick my finger over one. Did her eyes just flutter? I wonder what a dead girl’s pussy would feel like? What would it taste like? This is definitely something I have always wanted to do. I slowly and gently place a kiss on her lips. Her dead smell is intoxicating. I feel my heart beating out of my chest, as I kiss my way down. 

 

 

 Written By: Poison Ivy
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Don’t Deny It

You’ve been trying so hard for a long time to hide your true nature from the world. You decided to live out your fantasies and asked for my help.

You had me gather a little play thing for you. It was so easy, she came right to me. I watched you have your fun and it made me so hot. Before long, I was joining and helping even more. We went through so many together. Soon, just one a day wasn’t enough.

Then something changed.

You tried to walk the straight and narrow and deny your addiction. I wasn’t going to let that happen and destroy all my fun. You would do little things to get your fix; go sit at the park in your car and watch, walk around the mall and lurk in the corners. You could say you changed all you wanted, but I knew what made your cock rock hard.
I’ve got a little surprise for you. It’s all wrapped in a bow and waiting for you in your bedroom. You’ll walk in and see it and all those dark fantasies will come back to you. You’ll try to resist it, but when I touch your cock, it’ll be rock hard and ready to explode. Don’t ever try to deny it. I know you better than you know yourself. Are you going to just stand there or are you going to unwrap you little, tiny, petite gift?

 

Written By: Raylin
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Darker Than Dark

Your thoughts and desires are so dark that you’re afraid to even speak them.  For the most part, you’re a normal man. You have a well paying job, 3 adorable kids, and a hot wife. Just sometimes no matter how hot your wife is, things can get so fucking boring. 

You remember the hot goth girls in college. You would watch them, study them, and imagine what sex would be like.  Never in your wildest fantasies, and darkest dreams did you ever expect me.

You see me going through my backpack to try and find my cash. I’m taking my time and holding up the line. You step in and pay for me. I invite you to drink your coffee with me at the last table. I ask a lot of questions. We’re now talking about your boring wife, and your impure thoughts about your kids. I seduce you into not going to work today.

We joke about the things you want to do, but won’t. I suggest you put yourself in my capable hands. After a long day of persuading you, you hand me your house keys, and your families schedule. I show up, but I’m not alone. You quietly tell me that wasn’t the plan. Shut up, Daddy! Remember when the screaming starts, you asked for this!

 

 Written By: Poison Ivy
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Goodbye Santa

          http://www.smittenkittens.net/Journal/wp-content/uploads/2020/12/b993c582269053be0df9f40bb6bca9f9.jpg      I  went and had a few drinks after my Burlesque show before my late night plans. This man in a Santa suit was really getting on my fucking nerves. I was feeling wicked and decided to make him my evening plans.

I invited him to have a few drinks with me and slipped something in it. He was feeling dizzy and walked out to the dark alley. My potion worked and soon, he was a slight 2 inches tall.  Poor wee man. I spiked him with my stiletto heel, picked him up and put him in my purse. He should have a blast with all the sharp implements in my leather purse.

Once at my loft, I let him lose on my floor. My cats were chasing him and I told him he better run fast if he wants to survive. The cameras were on and my friends were making bets on his survival. This really was fucking hysterical to watch. The terror in his tiny eyes was making me excited and my pussy needed some attention.

I couldn’t leave my little man alone as he might have gotten eaten or lost. I took my hot glue gun and glued him to the tip of my vibe. I think I heard him scream in pain from the hot glue. Once it cooled, I began to fuck myself. I came so fucking hard, that it drowned the wee man. I guess the only thing left to do was pee him out and flush him.

 

Written By: Malaya Maxxx
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Spend a Depraved Halloween With Ivy

To me, every day is Halloween. When you do something every day you become rather fucking excellent at it.  There is no angel on one shoulder and devil on the other. With me, it is pure devil. Not that anything about me is pure.

What do you get when you call me? You get a depraved, twisted, filthy, deviant, extreme session. One that you will never forget, and possibly hate yourself in the morning for your thoughts.

You arrive at my house. It’s dark, and almost looks like there is no one home. You can hear music, screams and sobbing. You wonder if you even have the right place. It sounds like no party you’ve ever attended. You’re scared, yet titillated at the same time. I invite you in, and show you to the party favors. You decline at first wanting to keep your wits about you, but then decide to live for just once.

I take you down a dark stairway to my basement. The sounds are getting much louder. We walk past some dancers, but they’re not for you. They are too old for your taste. Tastes you’ve kept hidden for so long. I take you to the toy room. The live dolls are dressed in many styles to fit your pedo desires. Some are dressed like me, some as schoolgirls, some as cheerleaders and so on. You’re interested, but in that room the girls are rather mundane.

There is another room, but it seems very quiet. You’re curious so I take you in there. You can’t believe what you see. In your wildest dreams you never thought you would or could go there, but you are. I tell you to take your pick. You are shaking, and turn around to leave. You can’t do this. You stand at the doorway. You turn around, and pick your girl. I smile, and begin to touch my dripping cunt. Nothing gets me more excited than taking someone to the dark side.

 

 Written By: Poison Ivy
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Fuck Up Their World

You are looking at my pictures, bio, blogs and wondering yet again if I would give you the time of day. I only like certain types of men. I understand how the deviant mind works and I fucking embrace it. Do you think you might be fucked up enough in the head to cum play with me? You have these thoughts, sick and twisted, and you don’t think anyone will understand you. That is why you keep coming back to my page and wondering.

Stop being such a fucking pussy. Are you shy, never done this before? I have many, many times and nothing excites me more than a man who can keep up with me.

I was coming home after a late night , and the little ones were just going to school. I saw one for you, perfect in her innocence. I know you’re a P-daddy. The little birds drive you insane. Let’s plot, lets pick one out, and let’s destroy her little world.

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 Written By: Poison Ivy
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Cum Be My Prisoner

 

A close friend of mine asked if I would dance at her fiance’s bachelor party. She is one of THOSE chicks who is extremely possessive, and for some fucked up reason she thought she could trust me.

A fuck buddy of mine agreed to drive me over in his police car to make it even more realistic, and make the guys think the party was getting busted. My buddy Ray stayed, had a few drinks then left till it was time to pick me up. I could tell you about the party and how I fucked the shit out of my friends fiance, but I would rather tell you about the ride home.

A couple blasted by us in an old muscle car and Ray flashed his lights, so the couple pulled over. We both got out and asked the couple to get out of the car. Ray took the sexy brunette to his police car, and I told the man to lean up against his car for me to frisk him.  The bitch was so loud I could hear the moaning from the side of the road. I began to tease the gentleman with my nightstick, then unzipped his pants. I turned him around and bend him over the car hood and pushed my nightstick slowly up his tight (I suspect) virgin ass. 

I stroked his dick till he came all over my hand. Just then, Ray and the chick came back to the car. I rubbed her boyfriends cum all over her face and tossed their key in the grass. Now, I am thinking about how sweet her cunt will taste on Ray’s dick before I fuck the shit out of him later.

 

 

Written By: Harleyhttp://theklassykat.com/user_images/tkk_harley.jpg
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