Bratty Findom Phone Sex: A Night with Devon. I leaned back against the plush couch, eyeing my boyfriend with a sly grin as he settled into the armchair across from me. I had dressed intentionally for the occasion, wearing a tight-fitting dress that accentuated my curves and left little to the imagination. I knew he couldn’t resist me, and I was eager to take advantage of that fact.

“Come on, baby,” I purred, crossing my legs and giving him a flirtatious look. “You know you want to give me that money you’ve been saving up. Why don’t you stroke it for me while you do?”

He hesitated for a moment, but the desire in his eyes was gleaming. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a wad of bills, setting them on the table in front of him. As he began to stroke his cock through his pants, I watched with a hunger that only grew stronger.

“That’s it, baby,” I murmured, my voice dripping with lust. “Stroke it for me. I want to see you cum for me.”

He groaned, his hips thrusting upward as he worked his cock. I could see the bulge growing in his pants, and I knew it wouldn’t be long before he was ready to explode.

“Oh, fuck,” he moaned, his hand moving faster and faster. “Devon, I’m gonna cum.”

I leaned forward, my eyes locked on his as I spoke. “Cum for me, baby. Give it all to me.”

With a final, desperate thrust, he came, his hot cum spurting out and soaking his pants. I watched with satisfaction as he caught his breath, his eyes glazed with pleasure.

“That was so hot,” I murmured, uncrossing my legs and moving closer to him. “I want to feel you inside me now.”

He nodded, still panting, as I stood up and straddled him. I reached down between us, my fingers finding his still-hard cock and guiding it inside me.

“Oh, fuck,” I moaned as I felt him enter me, my hips rocking back and forth as I began to ride him. “This is what I’ve been waiting for.”

He reached up, his hands cupping my breasts as I rode him harder and faster. I leaned forward, my nipples brushing against his lips as I kissed him deeply.

“I want to hear you moan for me,” I whispered in his ear, my teeth nibbling at his earlobe. “I want to hear you scream my name as you cum inside me.”

He groaned, his hips thrusting upward to meet mine. I could feel him getting closer, his cock swelling inside me as he neared the edge.

“Yes, baby,” I moaned, my fingers digging into his shoulders. “Cum for me. Give it all to me.”

With a final, desperate thrust, he came again, his hot cum filling me up as I moaned with pleasure. I collapsed against him, my heart pounding in my chest as we caught our breath.

“That was amazing,” I murmured, my lips brushing against his ear. “I can’t wait to do it again.”

He chuckled, his hands still on my hips as I sat up. “I can’t wait either, Devon. I’ll do anything for you.”

“I know you will,” I said with a sly grin. “And I’ll make sure it’s always worth your while.” 

“Now hand over your debit card too.”