"I'm not one of your porn girls," Rebecca said.
I'd just ask her to lift her shirt and shake her tits for me.
"Becky, I don't want you to be my 'porn girl' -whatever that means- I just want you to jiggle for me."
Rebecca wasn't into the performative part of sex. Couldn't blame her, it's not that I would do a dance for her either. But I did look at a lot of pornography and couldn't deny how much it turned me on to see a photo or a video where a woman was looking right at me while she peeked a view of her nippple. Or her ass.
"I don't jiggle," she said. "I can't jiggle. It just makes me feel like a fool, not like a sexpot." She paused and snuggled up to my ear. "I love it that you want me to be sexy and turn you on. That doesn't work for me."
"It's OK," I whispered back. "It's just I wanted you to... I don't know. I wanted to know that you... Shit!"
"I know babe, I know." She cuddled up even tighter. "You need to get your rocks off."
I nodded as she hugged me.
"How about a blow job? Or should I just jerk you off? Or maybe a little dirty..."
"...a little dirty talk?" I finished her sentence.
"You need me to be your sexy slut, your whore," she took a deep breath, "your... your pussy slave." She reached down. "Yes, I see that's exactly what you want, you need a pussy slave who'll do whatever it is you need."
Indeed, she found my growing erection in her hand when she was murmuring to me. Did I need a "pussy slave" or just a dirty talker? I started rubbing up against her.
"So what is it you most want me to do as your pussy slave? Mmmm? You want me to shake my tits, right? How about my ass too? I could turn around -topless, of course- and slowly lower my jeans and my panties, just showing the top of my crack. And twerk for you."
"Not twerk, that's for kids." She trembled in my arms. "Just pull your panties down enough that I can see your..."
"...so you can see my pussy hair, that's what you like. Maybe if I stoop down just a little bit and reach back and open my cheeks. Spread them enough that you can see my rosebud. Where you want..."
"I want to push my face into your ass, lick it until it's so slick. And I want you to like it. Would you honestly like it?"
Rebecca was a little bit ass phobic, though she kept trying to loosen up, in all ways.
"We can talk about that later. Right now, I'm your slut, and I'll do anything you want."
"So, get on your knees, and come over..."
"I going to take my jeans and panties all the way off and be totally naked you. I'll crawl across the room towards you on the bed, swaying my titties and wobbling my backside all the way. Up onto the bed."
"And then what?"
"And then, I'm going to slowly take off all your clothes, like a good, naked sex slave would do."
Rebecca unbuttoned my pants and slid them down my legs.