Blasphemy Phone Sex – Rhiannon’s Deal with the Devil Part 2

Well, hello there! Thank you for checking out part 2 of my blasphemy phone sex blog. If you missed part 1, you’ll definitely need to check it out because it makes reading a lot easier. Shall we just dive right back in to see what happens with me and this lustful demon? Let’s do it!

 

How could I say no to this deal that would give me what I was definitely longing for? The answer was simple: there was no way I could say no to him. Knowing this, I nodded my head to let the demon know I would agree to his demands. Once I did so, I felt my body begin to transform. With pops and stretches, I became an entirely different-looking person. My breasts were ample and quite firm. Wandering fingers made their way to my face and I could feel that my face was completely different from what it once was. 

 

I had sold my soul to get the man I wanted. My soul was forfeited and I was about to fuck a demon so that you would be mine. 

 

Laughing, the demon bent me over. In a flash, all of my clothes were completely gone and I was completely nude. His scaley hands brushed over my pale, tender, flesh and it was all I could do to not gag as he touched me. The demon’s long and pointed fingernails spread my pussy lips open, exposing my pink insides. 

 

It was then that I felt what I assumed was his cock tracing over my entrance before hungrily plunging inside of me. Those long nails were digging into my hips, pulling me closer to him, for my initial instinct was to pull away.

 

Thrust after thrust made me cry out. In pain, but also in pleasure. He was rough, but gentle as well. It was a completely strange experience, but also exactly what I craved when it came to sex. Thrust after thrust brought me agony, but also so much intense pleasure that I couldn’t help from cumming. When his hands tugged at my raven hair, snapping my neck backward, I screamed and then began to orgasm. My tight, wet, little fuckhole gripped that demonic dick, squeezing it with my sweet release. 

 

The lusty demon’s moans of pleasure told me everything I needed to know.

 

My pussy was burning! It felt as if there were a red-hot poker being shoved into my cunt over and over, but that was not the case. The demon’s acid-like cum trickled down my thighs, searing my flesh as it did so. As I was whining in horrific pain, the demon spun me around to face him. He told me that the deal was done. I had committed such an act of blasphemy! Fornicating with a demon to get the man of my dreams. It was all I could think about as the demon pressed his scaled lips to my forehead and then disappeared in a puff of grey smoke.

 

The scent of brimstone lingered in my nostrils after he disappeared. Still nude, I reached between my legs to mop up the burning semen, and found nothing. On my inner thighs, there were just raised welts, not the scars I expected. Soon, there would be no trace at all of my encounter with evil except for my new, nubile body, and my more eye-catching visage. I can’t wait for you to notice me the next time you come into the coffee shop. Will you be able to resist me? Well, we’ll have to see. Won’t we?

 

I hope you enjoyed my take on blasphemy phone sex. Please also check out my audio of this blog. My audios are always full of little extras and I just love making them!

 

Until next time.

 

XoXo,

Rhiannon

877-716-2084

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