"I'm glad you have a tight ass, because these tits of yours are worthless for anything but target practice..."
I shook my head as I looked down at her beaming smile, barely peeking out from underneath me and between my legs as my weighty balls slid across her open mouth and hungry tongue,while working to slide my cock between her small breasts as she valiantly attempted to push them together enough to provide any friction around my length. The dissonance between her smile and my words never failed to make me grin inside.
"Thank you Sir, for finding something good in me." Her words came out gasped and broken, interrupted by my actions as I used her chest and mouth for my own pleasure.
Back in the beginning of our relationship, from the first surprised and eager grin that came about as I playfully and lightfully smacked her cheek with my fingertips, our relationship had been...alternative. "
You can do it again, but harder, that felt...good."
She was sturdy, turned on by attention, and eventually we both discovered reveled in attention she was given...positive or negative, because she trusted me enough to know my derogatory comments about her were all for show, and I enjoyed every inch of her body.
It was the scene though, the play, that she enjoyed; and to a point the "lie" of the words that I engaged in which kept her pushing for more. We discussed it through the days, speaking with each other about her thoughts, her limits, her desires, and we pushed up to those boundaries when we had time and wanted a little more interesting play. Her favorite was me talking down to her about her small barely existent breasts, an AA cup on her most hormonal and swollen of days, and thinking up a variety of ways to mock her for how wet she became when aroused.
That day I had planned on simply stopping with the failed attempt at tit-fucking her, which was possible but not in the way most would fantasize. But, I was looking for something more, and at that point as she thanked me for complimenting the tightness of her ass, I had my idea of what I wanted to do. With that thought in mind, I stepped back and turned her over and around from her position on her back with her head hanging off the bed so that she was on her hands and knees, face down against her comforter, backed up to the edge of the mattress. She started to ask what I had planned and I shushed her with an admonishing finger and told her to stay still. An order she immediately complied with. While she stayed there in position I stepped away to a nightstand and opened it, taking out a fleshlight we occasionally played around with, and picked up my phone.
"Stay still, honey." My voice firm, the enjoyment of my plan echoing through the small room in my words as I moved behind her. A few moments of scrolling through my phone and I queued up a porn video to play and rested it on the small of her back so I could see it as I looked down at her. Moments later I spread her legs just enough to push the fleshlight between her thighs to hold it there and slid myself into her once to cover my shaft in her arousal before pulling out and starting to fuck the toy while I held her hips and the video played.