Not because she’s some masochist, either. But because she knows I think she’s breakable. And that’s why I’m careful.
Maybe she’s always known this?
Maybe she just really figured it out today?
It doesn’t matter. Because right now is the moment when she decided to tell me.
“You are unbreakable,” I say. Meaning it, too.
“Then show me.” She has reached her limit and now she is expecting something to change.
Without hesitation I get up, pull her to her feet, and push her face first into the wall to my right. She’s immediately breathing hard. Turned on in an instant. I grab both her wrists and slide her hands up the wall, pressing my hips into her ass.
“Like this?” I say, forcing her to turn her face sideways so her cheek is pressed against the wall too.
“Yes.” It’s just a whisper, but it’s different. It comes out so different than she normally is. I don’t know what’s in that word. Lust, maybe. Longing, for sure. And pleasure.
I will not be rough with her. I will go slow and I will still be careful, but if she wants to lose control a little, I can do that.
I place my hands on her shoulder blades then drag them down her back as I kneel. When I get to her ass, I gently open her cheeks up. But it’s a move for her, so it takes her by surprise.
She doesn’t really want rough. Oh, she would love a slap right now. I know it, for sure.
But there are many ways to take someone by surprise during sex and it’s got nothing to do with rough and everything to do with dirty.
I lick her ass, spitting at it and making her gasp when I press the pad of my thumb into the little pool of wetness and swirl it around in little circles.
We haven’t done any ass play during sex, so this is exactly what she’s looking for.
Immediately, she is gasping and moaning. Writhing against the wall. Eager for more new and unusual types of pleasure.
I tap the inside of her right ankle, then the left. “Open your legs, Wendy.”
She’s panting now, but she’s paying attention. Because she listens and her legs spread wider. Her pussy lips open up to reveal light pink glistening flesh. I wrap my hands around her thighs and press my face between her ass cheeks so I can scoop up some of her hidden sweetness with the tip of my tongue.
She comes when I do this. And I can’t help but chuckle a little.
It’s fine, though. She will come again.
I might not be on board with a hard fuck, but a dirty fuck is something I can give her.
I stand up, and she stiffens. Like she’s afraid I’m going to stop.
But I’m not going to stop.
I like this too.
Instead I press my chest into her back, reach round with my right hand and slip my fingers back between her legs. She’s wet. So wet two fingers slide easily inside her.
“Yes,” she whispers.
“Up on your tiptoes, Wendy. Now.”
She immediately becomes two inches taller and my hard cock is now at just the right height to press between her legs. I slide it back and forth across her dripping-wet pussy lips and each time, she moans a little louder.
One hand is still playing with her clit, but the other one slides around to her left breast. I cup it carefully for a moment, letting her concentrate on other sensations, my fingertips lazily finding her hard nipple. Then, without warning, I pinch it. Hard. But so quick, her sharp cry is too late. The pinch is over with before her outburst is even finished.
She pants hard for a few breaths, getting herself under control.
This pinch is a little bit out of bounds, but she’s not thinking about the pain I inflicted. She’s thinking about the surprise of pleasure that flooded through her body instead.
Her legs begin shaking and she settles back down on flat feet to make it stop.
But I pinch her again. Quick. Sharp. And this time I distract her with words. “Back up on those tiptoes, Wendy. I did not give you permission to come down.”
Her body rises again, her legs once more trembling.
I reach down with my left hand and rub her thigh. Wendy is in better shape than ninety-nine percent of the people on this fucking planet, but she’s no ballerina. She will be sore from this later and tonight. I will reward her with a massage.
But right now, I want it to burn. So I make her stay like that for almost two more minutes as I continue playing with her pussy and pinching her nipple in short, sharp bursts.
Finally, her legs are shaking so bad, I start wondering if she might collapse. So I grab her hips, spin her around until we’re once again facing each other, and smile at her surprise.