Religious Blasphemy Phone Sex with Hellena

I know a bunch of you little demons have found my writings that are out there on the world wide web, all about being an ex-nun. Well, it was a joke, but it’s also my favorite Halloween costume, and Halloween is right around the corner. Last year I went to a kinky party at the dungeon and my costume was a fallen angel, but this year it’s time to pull out the old nun’s habit. It’s not a cheap costume bought at the local pop-up Halloween store – it’s an actual nun’s habit I stole a long time ago when I fucked a priest in his rectum while in the rectory of his church. He loved every inch of my strap-on and every minute of being my bitch. I made him call me God while he licked my ass too. If you’re into religious blasphemy phone sex, I’m sure you’ll want to call and hear all about it.

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I will confess (to you, but not to God – he can fuck off) that I don’t just wear the nun’s habit. That costume has a few accessories I add to make it complete. No sinner like me could feel comfortable in a nun’s habit without a few extras….I call them “the five B’s.”

1. Baby bump (fake, of course).
2. Bottle of booze (I prefer vodka).
3. Blunt (fuck off – it’s legal here).
4. Beads (real rosary beads that have been used as anal beads).
5. Bible – not a plain old Bible, but a BIBLE PADDLE. Go ahead and Google it. You’ll see what I’m talking about. Mine is well-worn.

Yep. I’m not just a naughty nun for Halloween – I’m a kinky, alcoholic, Rastafarian nun who’s about 8 months pregnant. That sounds about right. Do you love it? I know you do, which is why you’ve probably already called me for religious blasphemy phone sex. I have a bit of knowledge about the Bible and the horse shit that’s in it, and I’m so not afraid to call the old fart on a cloud and his faggot son out on it.

If you’re even slightly amused, then you should pick up your Goddamned phone and dial 1 888 8 FREAKY and ask for Slutty Sister Hellena. We can rock out on some really nasty religious blasphemy phone sex – we’ll make Satan himself blush with our fantasies!!

Blasphemy Phone Sex with Piper

Blasphemy phone sex is something I desperately want to try and learn more about. If you can’t tell by my piercings, I’m definitely on the rebellious side. I never was a church-going girl so I never learned any of the prayers. For one thing, I figured why lie to people about who I am? I’m a dirty girl and I’m not ashamed of it. So, I don’t need some hoity-toity bitch telling me what I’m doing wrong or looking down on me. I don’t need the hypocrisy and I certainly don’t need “God” in my life. I’ve gotten far enough without him, thanks.

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Satan, on the other hand, or witchcraft, now that’s something I can get behind! I can be as dark as I wanna be. Nobody will tell me how to act or what to do or who to be. I can be powerful and lustful and sadistic. Using magic to get anything I want, to bend people to my will, to make all of my dreams come true. Yes, please! Even if it costs me my soul to do so, you can sign me right up! I don’t need “Jesus” or whoever giving me stupid rules that contradict each other. What I do need is to feel superior and to corrupt every mind in a church.

That’s right! Let sex-fueled desires rule over logic and faith. Lose all control and give in to our more primal urges. Fuck rules, norms, or society. We don’t need that shit anyway, right? So, with all that being said, call me for some blasphemy phone sex fun, babes. Show me and teach me all about it. Do you want to renounce your God or do you want to praise a devil? Either way, I’m totally game.

Kisses for now, Call your dirty princess, Piper now at 1 888 8 FREAKY

 

Religious Blasphemy Phone Sex with Frankie

If you’re looking for religious blasphemy phone sex, then who could better deliver than a Southern Baptist preacher’s daughter!? God, I am SO over it! (And I can just hear my the preacher now—“You just took the Lord’s name in vain! Go wash out your mouth with soap for 5 minutes lady!” I can STILL taste the soap from YEARS of doing that!) I grew up going to church for TWO services on Sundays, as if one wasn’t enough! AND Wednesday night dinners with nasty casseroles from lots of old ladies, plus all the old men constantly hitting on me. Running their hands through my hair, demanding I give them hugs that were WAY too long. You wanna know what? THE CHURCH CAN SUCK MY COCK!

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And they can do that while I’M sucking YOURS! I remember one time when I snuck out and took the preachers keys to the church (he called them his “keys to the kingdom” –gag–) and had sex with my boyfriend at 3AM on a Sunday right on stage, on my back, my arms stretched behind me gripping the pulpit! HA! Then had to be back there only hours later in my “cute”  dress, a smile plastered across my face. But during his preachin, the preacher stood right where my boyfriend shot his load all over the carpeted stage!!! And THAT brought a REAL smile across my face! Ahh, memories. I’d love to role-play and relive that with someone!

I ain’t worried about going to hell because of all my past fun OR my future religious blasphemy phone sex. Afterall, Rahab was a prostitute and God CHOSE HER! I bet the Bible left out the parts where women were chosen to do A LOT MORE than spread the gospel—more like spreading their legs for the disciples! OOOoooOOH, MATTHEW, MARK, LUKE, AND JOHN!!! My eyes are rolling back just thinking about it! Pleeeeeease be a good little Christian and call me so I can make a disciple out of you!

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Blasphemy Phone Sex with Lilly

If you’d have asked me if I liked blasphemy phone sex a month ago, I would have told you I had no freaking clue. What could possibly change in 30 days? Well, I’ll tell you! One dream, lots of porn and lots and LOTS of erotica. Oh my sweet baby Jesus did I read an assload of smut. Let’s start with my dream. I was in this church and I was kneeling in a pew. I totally thought everything was normal, but when I approached the altar, a nun walked past me, smiled, and said “Good evening, Sister Lilly”. That made me look down. Holy spirit on the cross! I was wearing black. Touching my head I found a habit and a vail. What the hell was going on? When did I become a nun? Who was making decisions for me because celibacy was certainly not an option I would have ever considered. Like, ever. What insane person would choose not to have sex? Well, you know that saying, right? Everyone wants what we can’t have. Well, me being dressed like a nun made me want to tear my robes off and spread my legs right there on the altar. I know, I’m a bad girl, but you love it. Come on..I know you do…and lying is a sin, you know? Oh yes, I think you know A LOT about sinning. lol

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Lead me not into temptation and kiss my big beautiful ass!! No, I didn’t tear every scrap of cloth off of my body, but I did hop up onto the altar and spread my legs. It’s a good thing I love being the center of attention since that’s what I became. My pussy was so wet and needy thinking about never being able to have sex or masturbate again. It only made my heathen whore pussy want it even more. Hail Mary… I played with myself so dirty up there. The nuns and priest looked at me in complete astonishment. Especially when I plucked a votive candle off the white cloth and started using it as a dildo. I won’t even begin to tell you what I did with my rosebery, Lord have Mercy!

My moans echoed off the cathedral walls. God, it felt so good to pleasure myself right in front of the crucifix. Being such a naughty nun felt so good! Do you want to be condemned to hell with me by having some blasphemy phone sex, baby? Well, come on, let’s be damned together.

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Blasphemy Phone Sex with Trixi

I’m not a preacher’s daughter but one of the reasons I got for blasphemy phone sex big time is that I was raised in a very, very religious household. However, it was also a religiously confused household. Both my parents were very devout Christians but Mom was a dedicated Southern Baptist and my Dad was a super believing Roman Catholic. Do not ask me how these people, so obviously “unequally yoked” in the New Testament phrase, even got together, especially close enough to be married, but they did. Sometimes I would attend a Southern Baptist Church with Mom and other Sundays I would be at a Roman Catholic mass with Dad.

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To be honest, I could not stand either of them. Both the priest and the minister bored the — yes — HELL out of me. I super hated the stand, kneel, sit, repeat thing at the Catholic Church. It also seemed to me that both groups consisted of a bunch of self-righteous hypocrites. Although the Roman Catholics had a lot more rituals than the Baptists, they were both alike in limiting what women could do so it struck me early on that they were unfair.

Still, I have to admit there were a few things I did like. When I read the Song of Solomon, it was not hard to see the references to the bride waking up with perfume dripping from her rings as meaning she had pussy juice from masturbating. I also clued in as a teenager to the idea of the garden as the pushing and the white whine as pussy juice and the red wine as menstrual blood. When they talked about “the love of Jesus,” I would sometimes think about it when I was at home diddling myself and imagine that me and the big guy were going at it, that he was loving me all over my body. I sometimes got a kick out of imagining that I was a nun getting on with a priest or that one of the good-looking youth pastors at the Baptist church had a yen to get in my britches. With the background I’ve got, I think you know that Trixi is the one to call for blasphemy phone sex at 1 888 8 FREAKY.

Religious Blasphemy Phone Sex with Hellena

Would you like to know why I love religious blasphemy phone sex so much? Because Fuck God in His Motherfucking Faggot Arse with the Biggest God-damned Dildo in the Motherfucking World! That’s why. That’s right – I don’t like the chap, and I never have. I have never cared much for following the rules, and when you’re one of God’s little minions, rules are all there are. Fuck that holy bullshit. I’m here to do what feels good to me, and I don’t give a whole god-damned bag of fucks if that big, bearded egomaniac on a cloud doesn’t like it. He’s just jealous that he can’t be doing all the delicious things I’ll be doing, and that’s his god-damned problem.

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I’m a god-damned sinner. I make no excuses for it. I am what I am, and I don’t give a flying fuck if the father, son, and holy ghost ALL have problems with it. They can all shampoo my cunt if they don’t think I’m clean enough for them. I hold nothing back with religious blasphemy phone sex, so be prepared to go ALL the way with it if you call me. There’s a reason they call me Hellcat, and it’s got plenty to do with my close, personal relationship with God’s most beautiful fallen angel, Satan himself. He’s the one who deserves my worship, mind, body, and soul. He’s the one who gives me true freedom, unlike the gilded bars that form the eternal cage that is Christianity. They may look fancy, but they still add up to nothing more than a prison.

Are you ready to break free from your holy prison? If you are, then Hellena the Hellcat is here for you. It’s time to pick up your Bible and dial 1 888 8 FREAKY and ask for religious blasphemy phone sex – together we can purge your soul of the stink of Christianity!

Religious Blasphemy Phone Sex with Sasha

You know, I grew up in the church. That might be shocking to some people since a soft porn model like me loves to have phone sex which comes with the territory of being a naughty, high sex drive having, woman. Living in the Bible Belt of the U.S, which in the south, it was pretty standard to go to church every Sunday. My parents would me make me go so I appreciate my Christian teachings and knowledge as a Baptist. At the same time, there is something alluring about cursing and shaming God and being so sinful that the Devil, himself would rejoice and blush. This is why religious blasphemy phone sex is thrilling. Can you see why too? I’ve always fantasized about being fucked while inside of the church. Nobody else besides me and the lucky fellow has to be in the building.

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Then again, the more the merrier should be around. I’ve always imagined being fucked real good in the front of the church sanctuary while the whole church audience is there. It doesn’t matter if they are looking at us in amazement or disgust as long as their eyes are on him and I. You should call in for religious blasphemy phone sex and have some sinful and kinky fun with me. We can roleplay us in the church with me down on my knees sucking your cock in the pulpit. Make shit even more ironic by pouring holy water on me. Put it on my face as it drips down my neck and down my blouse. As I suck you off, you yell and curse God out by saying repetitively, “Fuck you, God!” I’ll giggle a little in between gagging on your dick and putting your balls in my mouth.

I bend over to let you pound my pussy. We can have fun being spiteful to God as we both curse him out and praise the Devil himself. If you want, we can roleplay you being a priest and me being a nun as we both turn our backs on God and our faith. Call 1-888-8-FREAKY and ask for church girl, Sasha.

Religious Blasphemy Phone Sex with Kennedy

I recently bought a cute new crop top that proudly says “Satan is my Daddy” across the bust. It’s quickly become one of my favorite pieces of clothing. Why? Well, the phrase is fun (and more or less true) but the reactions I get when I wear it out of the house are why I love it so much. The disdain on the faces of so many stuck-up Christians is hilarious! Come on, it’s just a shirt. If they knew what I get up to during religious blasphemy phone sex they would be tucking their noses and running!

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One of my favorite things about blasphemy is that there are so many ways to offend the Church. Are you queer, non-Christian, or an occult practitioner? God’s children hate you! I don’t think God or whatever mystical beings may be floating out in the universe really give a single flying fuck about what we puny humans do. It’s the humans that pick and choose the Word of God from their silly little book that I can’t wait to fuck with. Let them moan and groan about heathens, I’ll be moaning and groaning while riding Satan’s dick!

Religious blasphemy phone sex is such a fantastically sexy way to twist all the Christian propaganda that’s shoved in our faces every day and laugh at it. We can even delve into all the fun of flipping it completely on its head and burning it. So they want to fearmonger about churches being burned? Burn, baby, burn! We can build up a Satanic sex club in the ruins and submit to hedonism the way that all humans were meant to.

I’m sure you’ve dreamed up some downright devious religious blasphemy phone sex scenarios. Even if you are a Christian and are just tempted by the dark side, you’ve thought of them! And I want to hear them all.

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Blasphemous Phone Sex with Dru

Who else is feeling naughty. Not the oh I wish to jerk off thinking of sucking a cock naughty but more adding some spice to things? Cause not sure about you but this weekend has me craving some blasphemous phone sex spice with my naughty thoughts.

What is more blasphemous than phoning a hot sexy tranny and bowing down to her cock while staring up at those amazing perfect C breasts that god didnt give her.

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OHH ya your feeling the sin right there arent you! I know I am and fucking LOVING it. Just add in the use of fucking Jesus and well what ever else we can do to condemn our souls while slurping back some cum will only add to the desired blasphemous phone sex fun.

Oh perhaps we should add in some sweet innocent virginal soul. I mean there are a number of barely legal girls around that I am sure would love to role play a good catholic girl for us. Perhaps that is taking thing too far I mean dont want to take you too far out of your comfort level after all some people only like to just say Jesus Christ while gagging on a tranny cock.

Am cool with that. Can save the Hail Satan for Easter Monday after all. Do you think you will need lube for that rosary or no? Oh where is that going? Best not to ask right now.

In for a blasphemous good time then give me a call 1-888-837-3259 just ask for Dru.

 

Blasphemy Phone Sex with Paris

What if I told you there was something scary living deep inside of me… Something I have to work tirelessly to keep locked in safe and sound. When I get antsy like this I know blasphemy phone sex is the only thing to satiate the hollow. I just need to feed the beast inside of me and then I’ll feel more like myself again. If I don’t, this twisted gnawing sensation inside of me will intensify…. and I’ll just have to let it out…. or it’ll claw its way out of me. Have you ever felt something like that? Some say it’s Satan’s call… That’s not entirely it though… Yes, I know it sounds crazy but the evil bitch inside of me… is me… It’s hard to tell what’s what… Is the demon me? Am I the demon? …. Who are you?

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It’s like she’s my demonic doppelganger, except she’s inside of me demanding to be set free. The evil cunt wears me down slowly with all her gnawing and clawing….. Like my very soul is being nibbled raw. The good girl act I put on for people who know me… it’s just a facade.

We all have our everyday roles to play. Our boring routines. The people we pretend to be, but some days it takes everything I have not to let the demon inside me take over and completely possess me. You must understand that I can’t let it out at an inopportune time… And you shouldn’t either. Do you see the situation I am in? I’m desperate. Why don’t we can feed the demon together, during blasphemy phone sex? Do you want to know the most fucked up part of it all? I like it. I don’t want to be cleansed. Ever since I realized this evil cunt was inside me, it’s turned me on. It’s made me do sick things…. sick like a six-car pile-up SICK – and I love that some part of me knows I’m evil. I’m rotten to the core and you are too. That’s why you’ve read this far…..

I want to entice you to shed some of your masks with me during blasphemy phone sex. Are you ready to let go and feed the beast with me? If you’re really blasphemous and downright sinful enough to make my pussy ache, I’ll let you meet the deviant doppelganger cunt and you two can run rampant for a while. Let’s see what kind of trouble we can get into together.

Coitus more ferarum.

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