I'll Never Suck Your Dick

"I know you have fantasies and ... I'm a bit dull... No, let me finish. Maybe I'm not dull, but I'm certainly not adventurous. I don't know why that is. But lately, I guess I've kind of been getting out of that shell. Sending you these pictures sort of opened the lid on what could be cooking, sort to speak... And I know opposites kinda attract, and me being like this I guess kinda makes you the opposite. Full of kinks and whatnot. Or at least, that is how I see it. But I want to share everything with you, Isaac. And the photos, captions, and now a risky public photoshoot? I guess I'm kinda opening the idea of some things."

Cassandra sat up, looking straight at me. I could tell she was serious, but also on the quest to understand what the hell was going on.

"So I want to understand. I think I know the answer to some of what I'm wondering about, but I want you to explain. Like, I see a lot of these captions involve a common theme."

I knew I had to answer. And answer well. I really wanted her to understand the fantasy of a wife sleeping with another man, but also to let her know it was nothing but a fantasy.

"First off. I love you, and I truly love how wise and understanding you are. Hell, how I ended up with such a nice girl... I'm blessed," I started. Cassandra smiled at me.

"It's first and foremost a fantasy. But kind of a fantasy of taboo, you know. Like doing something you're not supposed to do. Almost like when you're speeding. Or hell, even shoplifting when you're a kid. Only times a million. Just the thought is such a rush. Doing stuff you're not supposed to, like I said."

I looked at her phone and pointed at it.

"Like photos of my cute girlfriend being all sexy while out fishing," I said. Cass scooted closer to me.

"So tell me, darling. What sort of things am I not supposed to do?" Cass said seductively.

"It's hard to explain. Like daring things. Especially because you're..."

"Not very explorative?" Cass suggested, not wanting me to be the one to say it. I nodded meekly. "I get it. So what daring things? Except for the photos?"

"It's hard to say, I don't really wanna force you into anything."

"Oh, I'll let you know if something is not okay," Cass chuckled, rubbing on my thigh.

"Perhaps like we did today? Ways of keeping it new. Not new. Just varied. Sometimes a cute photo, sometimes a naughty one. Sometimes something new?"

Cass moved her hand to the outline of my cock.

"Like... posing? Would you like a photo of me in the shower? Perhaps in white clothes, wet so they're almost see-through? Perhaps... toys?" Cass said, looking for my reaction. She felt it in her hand as my cock throbbed at the thought.

"I think you liked that idea," Cass moaned, unzipping my pants, sliding her hand into my boxers, wrapping her cold hand around my warm erection.

Cass then scooted down to her knees in front of me. Was she really going to do it? Give me that final full blowjob? And here of all places? I couldn't believe it. Cass moved her face closer, whipping my cock out of my boxers.

"You want me to suck your dick?" Cass asked sultrily. Fuck, she was never this blunt! All the things we had been rubbing off on her.

"But there is one thing you haven't mentioned. Maybe you're scared. But I think I like that kink especially," Cass said, looking up at me and lowering her face even closer. I could feel her warm breath on my aching cock. "I love teasing you and it's fun but..."

"What about not giving you what you want? Wouldn't that be the ultimate tease?" Cass said, blowing air lightly on my cock head. "In your folder that certainly seems to be a common theme."

I groaned. My dick pulsed in her hand as she spoke.

"I think what really turns you on is when I tease you about the stuff I don't let you do to me." Cass sat back up, stroking my cock firmly, studying it for clues.

"Like if I told you right now," Cass moaned, stroking and keeping her lips close over my cock. "That I won't suck your dick."

I groaned again, thrusting my hips slightly to meet her strokes. She tilted her head up and looked me in the eyes.

"That I'll never suck your dick!"

Fuck, it was so crass, I couldn't hold back any longer Her words were just too much. I came right in her hand, pain thumping in my chest from the pain of getting rejected so hard by my girl. The pain in seeing her smile so widely at how I reacted to her dirty talk.

After a good while, I calmed down.

"Did you really mean that?" I asked, scared of the answer.

Cass was washing her hands in the water, but turned back and smiled at me, meeting my eyes.

"Of course." She held my eyes for a few moments, letting her words burn before quickly adding, "No no, I can't do that to you. It'll happen when... we'll see when it'll happen. Maybe one of these days!"

Back at work Monday, I was exhausted. The weekend had led to so many new horizons to be reached. Hopefully. At least it was a nice horizon to dream about. Cass' teasing had reached a new level. It seemed lately that it often did. After the fishing trip, on Sunday, Cass had given me more pictures with more and more skin. Never going the full way with showing everything, just hints and glimpses.

So back to Monday. It was mundane contrasted with the weekend. Cass had delivered her paper and was again able to spend more time in the library and at the Uni, which in return meant we could carpool and eat lunch together again. Though today, lunch was spent alone, as Cass was beat from having worked on the assignment through the night.

Instead, I sat scrolling through the pictures she had sent me previously, admiring her teasing photos. I really liked those where Cass only showed a little. Like the one on the boat where she showed half her ass and only the top of her orange thong. Just looking at it made me swell.