Cumming Clean

"No, I don't know what you mean."

"How can you say that?", I asked. "I'm trying to tell you something about our sex life, and you don't understand?"

"I just don't know what you're asking me to do." she replied a little guardedly.

"I'm not asking you to do anything. It's simple," I continued, trying hard not to sound pissed off or exasperated. "I want to be desired, wanted, sexy... to be what I used to be with you, someone who made your pussy wet, someone who made you ache for a mouthful of me or a pussy full of me or both."

"I want you..." she replied.

"Baby, I KNOW you want me, and I KNOW we make love, and it's sweet and it's gentle and for the most part, satisfying."

"For the MOST part?" she replied, taken aback.

I took a really deep breath. Now I had to be honest or forget about my desires. I really, really didn't want to fuck this up. I love her, a lot. "Yes, for the most part."

"What are you not getting that you want?" she asked.

"Nasty" I said, breathlessly. "Pornographic, lustful, quadruple X-Rated." I stopped there. I needed to see how she was going to react at this point.

"I don't know what you mean and..." I cut her off there.

"Yes, you do." I jumped in. "We WERE that at one point in time, remember? For Christ's sake, I licked and fucked your ass! I'd fuck you, cum in you, then you'd ride me until I was all creamy then blow me, all the time looking in my eyes teasing me! Jesus, we video taped you sucking me off and SLURPING my cum!"

Just for a second, a split second, I thought I saw the old horn spark in her eyes as I spoke about as dirty as I ever had to her. A while back, a long while back that is, she used to look into my eyes while I had her legs wrapped around my shoulders and my cock buried to the hilt in her, hard as steel. "Talk to me..." she'd say. At first, I didn't get what she wanted (and she didn't clarify either), but eventually I discovered she wanted to hear nasty talk. Not degrading (even I don't like that), but pornographic, overt, direct language that made her puss gush while I held still and simply flexed my groin, causing my cock to swell briefly, then deflate a bit, wriggling ever so slightly inside her. More than once she came very, very hard this way while I spoke of 'dirty' things to her.

"Stop telling me what was, and start telling what it is you want. If you leave it to me to come up with the things you seem to want and I seem to not provide, well, then it just ain't gonna work." She replied, steeling herself to the conversation. I could sense the walls coming up and that always spelled disaster in these types of conversations.