Worshipping Devon’s Pussy: Phone Sex.  I, Devon, am a woman of insatiable desires and a strong sexual appetite. I crave to be worshipped, adored, and pleasured in every way possible. And when it comes to being worshipped, there’s nothing more important to me than the worship of my perfect pussy.

My husband, Michael, knows this all too well. As soon as he walks through the door after a long day at work,” Micheal come here and strip me of my clothes.” I command, eager to see his cock hard before me. 

“Once I’m naked, undress yourself and kneel before me.” 

I lead him to the bedroom, my heart pounding. 

Once we’re in the bedroom, I push him down onto the bed and straddle him. I can feel his hard cock throbbing against me, but I don’t let him touch it yet. No, this is all about me. I lean down and whisper in his ear, “Worship me, Michael. Worship my pussy.”

He doesn’t need any further encouragement. He starts by kissing my neck, his lips soft and warm against my skin. I moan as he nibbles on my earlobe, his hands trailing up and down my stomach. He cups my breasts, his thumbs brushing over my nipples, making them harden with desire.

But it’s not enough. I need more. I need him to worship my pussy.

I sit up, pulling my hips back so that I’m no longer straddling him. I spread my legs wide, giving him a full view of my wet, eager pussy. I hear him gasp at the sight, and I can’t help but smile. I love the power I have over him, the way I can make him drip with precum. 

He starts by kissing my inner thighs, his lips soft and gentle against my skin. I moan as he gets closer and closer to my pussy, my hips bucking up involuntarily. And then, finally, his lips reach my clit. He kisses me gently at first, his lips tender and soft. But I need more. I need him to worship me, to show me how much he adores me.

I reach down and grab a handful of his hair, pulling him closer to me. He gets the message and starts to lick and suck on my pussy, his tongue swirling around my clit. I moan loudly, my hips grinding against his face as he worships me.

He slides a finger inside of me, and I gasp. He starts to move his finger in and out of me, fucking me with his fingers as he sucks and licks my clit. My orgasm is building deep inside of me, like a burning desire. 

And then, suddenly, I’m there. I cry out as I cum, my pussy clenching around his fingers as wave after wave of pleasure washes over me. He doesn’t stop, he keeps worshipping me, licking and sucking on my pussy as I come down from my high. 

When I’m finally spent, he pulls away, his face dripping in my juices. He looks up at me, his eyes full of adoration and love. “You’re the most beautiful woman ever, Devon,” he says, his voice full of reverence. “And your pussy is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen and tasted.”

I smile and giggle feeling loved adored, and worshipped. “This was exactly what I needed.” As I leaned into him licking my pussy juice off his face. And I know that Michael will always be there to give me what I need, to worship my pussy, and show me just how much he adores me. 

Give into your desires to be submissive, worship, and please me. Give me all the praise, love, and devotion. Tip me, spoil me, and tell me I’m the prettiest girl in the world. 

I love to hear it all.