Submissive Phone Sex, Aria the brat seeks to please part two

It’s a good thing you like submissive phone sex, because it led you to being balls deep in my bratty little pussy. Your cock is exactly where it belongs. So lets get back to it, shall we?

You’ve grabbed a fistful of my hair and started pounding me from behind in front of Derek. A complete look of satisfaction on my face as Emily walks in with the tray laden with lasagna. She doesn’t even stop in her tracks. She kept approaching, finding and empty spot on the table to place the tray before sitting down and joined Derek in watching the show.

I licked my lips and grinned wider, feeling the familiar sting of your hand on my ass. The blows just kept coming. With each thrust, your hand came down on me. My ass grew red, grew sore. But the pain fueled my need, until I was clamping around your cock and crying out my release.

I was happy, sated, and thought you would stop now that my attitude had stopped. But I was wrong. You leaned forward, grinding your cock in the very depths of me. Your hot breath tickled my neck as you whispered the words that brought a chill to my veins. “I’m far from done little girl.”

So you pulled your dripping wet, cum covered cock from my pussy and didn’t miss a beat ramming it in my ass. All three of you ignored my screams as I tried to adjust to your girth in my ass. You set a grueling pace, plowing my unprepared ass until I saw stars. “Please! Slow down!” I cried out.

I just needed a second to catch my bearings.

You knew that. So you yanked my head back and growled in my ear. “What do you say?” That tone does all the right things to me. The firm, unforgiving dominance I craved from you. I gripped the edge of the table and looked at the hosts, tears brimming in my eyes.

“I’m sorry for misbehaving, I was being a bad guest.” I whimper out. What I said must have done the trick, because you pulled out of my ass so fast I felt empty. You pulled me back, pushing me down onto my knees. I knew what you wanted then, after being your brat for so long, I knew the drill.

I opened my mouth, obedient and eagerly waiting for your cock to fill my mouth. You didn’t disappoint, you thrust forward, stretching my mouth around your cock and began fucking my throat. Or more accurately, it’s your throat. I am yours after all. My throat is a receptacle for your cum.

So I sucked like the good girl I was. Taking you down my throat again and again, until I could feel the telltale signs. I pulled back just in time, mouth open, tongue out, eyes locked with yours when you busted all over my face. Hot thick globs of cum covered me.

The price I paid for my fun.

I could see the forgiveness in your eyes, and so I felt comfortable rising to my feet and placing a kiss on your lips. You wrapped your arms around my waist and smacked my flaming red ass in appreciation. Then we both take our seats, as if nothing happened. Since it’s no big thing, punishing your bratty sub in front of friends.

So did you miss out on part one of my submissive phone sex blog? Click here to catch up now. Or if you want to enjoy an audio starring bratty little me, buy it here!

xoxo

Aria

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