Ghostface Gangbang – My Confessed Love For Horror Porn

Ghostface scares the shit out me, about as much as he turns me on.

 

I’ve always been a fan of horror movies and thrillers. Not that pussy shit. You know, fucked up stories that linger in your mind long after the screen turns off. Screams that still pound in your head as you try to fall asleep, alone in the dark. The adrenaline is intoxicating. I used to play horror video games, the sheer terror was addicting. It became a high I couldn’t help chasing. I probably chased it much further than I ever should… they say curiosity killed the cat, but I’m sure that pussy still loved getting to open pandora’s box. The night I discovered horror porn, was a guilty pleasure I thought I’d take to the grave. Something I’d do once and never do again. That was years ago. Now here I am, playing with my pussy – watching a nasty ghostface gangbang.

It’s become my favorite halloween tradition: getting off to the monsters that have always scared me the most. I love getting to feel my pussy pound as my heart beats in agonizing terror. For as long as I can remember those ghostface fuckers have scared the absolute shit out of me. The masks breed terror in the name of anonymity… and yet I can’t help all the ways that excites my pussy.

A ghostface gangbang made me horny but it was dangerous.

I didn’t mean to ignite such a fucked up craving inside me. Truth be told, the first time I watched horror porn… the guilt could have swallowed me entirely. Sometimes that guilt alone adds an aspect of fear that makes my pussy even wetter. I know it’s not something I should do… but fuck, that only seems to make it feel even better.

I tried to fight it for years. Tried to convince myself that I didn’t have such fucked up perversions hidden deep inside me. But I can’t run from the desires deep within myself, no matter how hard I try. I have to indulge every now and again. I limit myself to one month a year, one month to indulge in the most fucked up horror porn I can find. But I’ve never been brave enough to let my pussy cum to ghostface, my most feared nightmare, till now. Somehow I stumbled upon a ghostface gangbang that I couldn’t look away from – I had to watch it.

The anticipation of being ravaged by a stranger in a mask makes me want to cum so bad.

I click on the video, unaware of what exactly a Ghostface gangbang entails. But whatever it is, my pussy is already soaked and waiting to be tortured with nightmares I’ve had hidden deep inside me.

I lay back in my dark room, all alone and let my hand find it’s way to my quivering slick lips. My heartbeat begins to race faster knowing I shouldn’t be watching this. My pussy quickly matches the pace. Finally, I let myself go. Let my finger tips shamefully spread my cunt and envision myself in-place of the main star…

I become the prey in this Ghostface gangbang horror porn.

The masked stranger wastes no time with formalities and the late night sex sessions begins. His body exposed only enough to show his cock, and he’s eager to take me however he wants. His whispers reach my ears “You will cum for us.” and that’s when I realize his friends have joined from the dark corners in the room… men surround me at all angles in masks that make my blood pound fast throughout my entire body. Grabbing my limbs and spreading me out before I can even decide if I should protest.

But before I can let out a single word, I feel his hot breath on my neck again, “what are you more afraid of? Me and my friends, or the fact you might actually enjoy having that pussy filled with every cock in this room? You ready to be the slut in our Ghostface gangbang?” Whimpering and quivering from fear and arousal – every bone in my body unable to resist the truth…and that is, just how bad I wanted to cum for a room full of masked strangers. Their desires are too sadistic to show their face, but I’m feeling far too masochistic to fight it. Tonight I’ll succumb to the desire of being used as their fuck toy and left a pathetic puddle of cum…

I wish I could say a Ghostface gangbang was the most fucked up horror porn I envisioned myself in, but the truth is much worse than that. However my lips are sealed, unless you’re willing to call me and confess those sadistic pleasures hiding inside you too… I’ll only tell you my darkest desires, if you’re brave enough to go first.

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