Phone Sex: The Ass Worshipper
Emersyn sprawled across her plum plush couch, her body aching from another grueling day at the office. She let out a sigh of relief as she kicked off her heels and let her long, raven hair cascade down her back. Her condo was her sanctuary, a place where she could shed the corporate facade and let her true self emerge.
The doorbell chimed, and she knew who it was. Jacob always arrived promptly at 7 pm, eager to serve his goddess. She smirked, standing up and swaying her hips as she walked to the door. Meanwhile, when she opened it, he was already on his knees, his eyes locked onto her ass, which was accentuated by her tight pencil skirt.
“Emersyn,” he murmured softly, “May I worship you?”
She laughed, a sultry sound that sent shivers down his spine. “Of course, Jacob. You know the drill.” He nodded, standing up and following her inside. Emersyn turned around, her ass brushing against his crotch. He groaned, the scent of her perfume filling his nostrils. She led him to the bedroom, her hips swaying with every step.
“Take off my skirt,” she commanded, turning around to face him. He complied, his hands shaking as he unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor. She was left with only a black lace thong that barely concealed her curves.
“Now, get on your knees,” she instructed. Jacob dropped to his knees, his eyes level with her ass. He leaned in, his nose pressing against the lace. Inhaling deeply, his cock twitching in his pants. “You smell divine,” he whispered, his breath hot against her skin. While she laughed, feeling both amused and aroused.
“Flatterer,” she teased, running her fingers through his hair. “But I like it. Now, keeping digging your nose in my ass.” Gripping his hair she shoved his face against her juicy plump ass cheeks. Rubbing his face back and forth so deep she moved her thong aside with his nose to let him bask in her ass scent.
“Good boy,” she purred. “Now, take off my thong.”
He hooked his fingers into the waistband and tugged, sliding the thong down her legs as she stepped out of it, standing naked before him. He looked up at her, his eyes filled with adoration and lust. “Emersyn,” he breathed, reaching up to cup her ass. She slapped his hand away, a wicked smile playing on her lips.
“Not yet,” she said. “First, I want you to fuck my ass with your tongue.”
He nodded, his cock straining against his pants. He leaned in, his tongue licking her ass crack. She moaned, her hands gripping the bed sheets as he explored her with his tongue. He licked her hole, his tongue slipping inside. She teased his hard cock inside his pants with her foot from behind her, she could see she was driving him crazy.
“That’s right,” she moaned. “Fuck me with your tongue.”
“Be a good little ass eating whore” she continued to tease, not letting him even touch his cock. He began to beg for more. “You want more, come here,” as she grabbed a fistful of his hair dragging him on to the bed throwing him down on his back.
“Shut up bitch, you’re going to get your face smashed and you’re going love it!”
Suddenly she swooped one leg over his face and with a quick motion she sat on his face, rubbing her pussy and ass up and down his face until he struggled beneath her.
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Xoxo,
Emersyn
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