Dirty Talk

“Get that little ass up here so I can clean you up,” she says, knowing I’m dripping wet after getting her off. I love going down on her, it’s a treat every time. I cherish it, relish these rare moments when she lets me take care of her, worship her as much as she’ll allow. It turns me on the way I can feel her clit throbbing in my mouth as she gets closer and closer. When she’s about to cum she puts her hand on the back of my head and fucks my face and I almost cum too, even though nobody’s touching me.

It’s so vulgar, so out of character for my darling babe, but I want this from her. I want her animalistic need, I want her to take what she wants, I want her to lean into that sadistic side just a little. It’s easy to convince people to use you when they’re about to cum. My needy little cunt gets wet every time, “you turn me on so much” I whisper, drunk on her orgasm, resting my cheek on her thighs. She takes a long draw from her vape and that’s when she quietly orders me to sit on her face. It’s the “...so I can clean you up” part that makes me blush.

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“I love your tits, they should be in my mouth,” she texts me right away. I knew the pictures I took on O’s balcony would get her attention. I know she’s weak for my collarbone and hard nipples, her “delicate flower”. I whisper lusty confessions, it’s still 6 sleeps before she can make good on any of them.

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She uses the word cunt like the boys at work do, demeaning, rude, harsh. I use cunt like poetry, flowery, crude, lush. Our language exchange makes us both wet, I like her Rough and she likes my Soft. She softens for me too, and takes pride in my toughness. Balance in all things.

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“I like you messy,” she says with a smirk, looking up at me from between my legs. There is no sweeter dirty talk for a girl like me. Perfectionist perfect words. I want to be whatever she likes, I want to be her perfect little plaything. Imagine that messy is okay, that she likes me this way? Her tongue does good work and my eyes roll back and she moans “You taste so good, sooooo good” against my wetness and I revel in being the perfect centre of her universe. I love it when she tells me she loves me, but when she says it with her mouth full of my pussy it sounds the very best.