Cuckold Phone Sex, You love watching others please Aria part one

You wanna know what really turns me on? Cuckold phone sex. There’s something about a guy who prioritizes my pleasure over his own. So if he realizes that he isn’t pleasing me in the way I deserve, he takes the initiative to find someone who can. That’s where this story begins…

We’ve been dating for a few months now. Things are going great between us! Except for one tiny thing… It’s obvious what tiny thing I’m talking about… No matter how hard you try, you can just tell that I’m faking it when we make love. You do your best to make up for your shortfalls. I’ve woken up to your head between my legs more than a few times, you showered me with all the toys imaginable.

Yet still, there is something missing.

Then something hits you. One early morning as you are propped up on your elbow, gazing down at me as I’m still sleeping peacefully. My lips slightly parted, my face open and smoothed of any concern. It was then that you silently vowed to see me drown in more pleasure than I could handle.

That morning went like any other in my eyes. I had no idea you were plotting, and went about my daily routine. I went to classes, you went to work, I came home and started on my homework so it would be done by the time you got home. My smile at hearing you come home slipped slightly when I noticed that you weren’t alone.

Standing behind you, dressed in a clean white button up, black slacks, dress shoes, and a predatory gleam, was your coworker Jamal. Jamal was massive. At least six and a half feet of broad thick muscle. His slacks stretched tight around his powerful thighs, his shirt looked as if it would lose buttons if he took too deep a breath.

Despite myself, my thighs clenched. Holding back the forbidden desire of another man, in front of my love. I tore my gaze away from Jamal to give you a questioning look, only to find you quietly observing me already. I flushed with embarrassment at being caught, but you just smiled.

“What’s going on? I didn’t realize we were going to have company..” I asked tentatively.

You went on to explain that Jamal was here to absolutely fuck my brains out, and you were going to watch. Just the thought had me soaking wet and panting with need. The sexual tension was palpable, and Jamal could sense it. Like the predator he is, he stalked forward and lifted me up, throwing me over his shoulder.

That’s how I ended up tossed onto our bed. He spared no time ripping my jean shorts and panties off of be roughly. One massive hand on each of my knees, he parted them like the red sea and dove in to make sure I was properly wet and ready for him. My eyes locked with yours and the breathy moan that slipped from my lips put a supremely satisfied smile on your face.

Did you like part one of my cuckold phone sex blog? Then, come back on sunday to read the finale! Or you can check out the audio now in the store!

Xoxo

Aria

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