Age Play Phone Sex, Mommy Got Married To A Very Strict Man part 1

Age play is a personal favorite subject of mine, so I hope you enjoy this naughty fantasy….

 

Mommy got married last month and I’m not sure what I think of her new husband. The first time I met him was at the wedding. Mommy made me a flower girl, and I got to wear a pretty dress, but the way he looked at me all day made me feel like there were rocks in my tummy.

But it’s been a month and my mommy is really happy. Every night when they think I’m already asleep, they do something that makes her so happy she yells out “Yes! Thank you! More please!” She makes other noises too, but those words just tell me that he makes her happy. So I ignore the rocks in my tummy when he looks at me.

The thing is, he is super duper strict. Before he came along, I was pretty much allowed to do anything  wanted. Now, there are all sorts of rules. I’ve been getting in trouble left and right over all these little things, but the one thing I refuse to obey is his rule about Saturday mornings. Saturday mornings has always been my eat cereal and watch cartoons time. So that’s what I do when I wake up.

Today is Saturday, and I’m going to eat a bowl of frosted flakes and watch Pokémon!

It’s deadly quiet when I wake up, so I figure mommy has already left for work. I tip toe from my room to the kitchen and pour myself a bowl of cereal. I don’t spill the milk or anything! Then I take the bowl and tip toe to the living room. I turn the TV on and lower the volume, but sit down and start about my routine.

I get maybe fifteen minutes into the episode, and just finish my cereal when I get caught. The sound of him clearing his throat puts all those rocks in my tummy again, and it takes me ages to turn my head and look him in the eye. “Hi David…” I force out, trying not to sound guilty.

“You know the rules young lady… Don’t try to give me those eyes to try and get out of it.” He barks, grabbing me by the upper arm and hauling me up to my feet. I cry out in pain, his grip on my arm painful.

“Please! I’m sorry!” I whimper as he drags me to the couch. He sits down in the center and practically tosses me across his lap. He pulls my night gown up to my waist to expose my butt, and rips my panties down to my ankles. My bare bottom exposed and I squeeze my eyes shut to brace for the impact.

But the spanking never comes.

I lay across his lap trembling and whimpering softly for at least a minute before I get brave enough to turn my head and try and get a peek at him. He notices me looking and he places the palm of his hand on my butt, his fingers facing down and curving around, before ending up barely brushing my privates.

I try not to squirm, I really do, but with his fingers so close to my privates I couldn’t help it. “I intended to spank you until you cried, but at the sight of such a pretty little ass and gorgeous bald slit I couldn’t bring myself to. So your punishment my dear, will be something else entirely…” David murmurs. His hand slides down my butt and his three middle fingers squeeze between my thighs and along my privates.

My tummy tightens at the touch and I gasp. My legs squeezing tight on instinct. “No one is supposed to touch me there!” I protest.

“Oh really? I touch your mommy here every single night. She practically begs me to do it, and so will you when I’m done with you.” He replies darkly.

 

Are you enjoying my Age Play phone sex blog? Well come back Sunday to read part two! Or enjoy the delicious audio here!

xoxo

Aria

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