âWhat do you want?â He asked.
âYou know what I want.â I said coyly, burying my face in his pec.
âYouâre going to have to walk me through this.â He said with a nervous laugh.
I sat up on my knees and studied his face and naked body. His hair was messy from all the activities weâd already engaged in, but his cock was still hard. I knew he wanted me again.
âIâm not going to do anything to you, Iâm just going to show you exactly what I want.â I whispered with a devilish grin, and ran my finger down the center of his chest.
âThis is entirely unrealistic, uninformational, and uneducational.â I laughed. I leaned down to his face, âfirst, youâre going to check if Iâm breathing. I will try to hold my breath, but sometimes you take that away from me, so I might be. For our purposes, I am not.â I leaned forward and turned my head, so my ear was right over his nose and mouth. âYouâre going to listen right above my nose and mouth, and observe my body for any signs of movement. Feel free to use your hands here too.â I put my hand on his chest, feeling his heart under my palm.
I sat up on my knees and looked at him again. He was smiling, but had nothing to say. I dug my fingers into the side of his neck. âNext, you may check for my pulse if you feel inclined. I donât care either way. I assure you I have one, but for our purposes I do not.â I said laughing. I could feel his under my fingers. He was calm, but I couldnât help looking at his cock out of the corner of my eye.
âNow that youâve established Iâm not breathing, and I donât have a pulse, you can begin.â I put one of my hands on the top of his head, the other under his chin and gently tilted his head back. His eyes darted intently from the ceiling to me. âYou will then tilt my head back like this,â I said leaning down close to his ear. âAt this point you may hear me exhale any air left in my lungs. I try not to breathe for myself during this process. Iâm getting off to you controlling my breathing and doing that for me.â I whispered, biting his earlobe as I pulled up.
âNow you will breathe into me, and youâre already pretty good at that.â I smiled. His eyes got big, and I laughed. âIâm not going to do anything to you! Iâm just explaining!â We both giggled. âYouâre going to hold my nose, and give me one 2 second breath, and then youâre going to turn your head again and observe my body.â I leaned down and kissed him, I pulled up and turned my head to observe his body and rubbed his chest. I imagined what it would be like to breathe into him, but I knew his curiosity wasnât there yet. âAs you watch my body, youâll see my chest rise and fall with the air you breathed into me. My breasts and nipples will rise with my chest. And then you will give me another two second breath.â I leaned down and kissed him again, and he gently kissed back, pulling me back as I tried to pull away. I giggled and blushed. âAnd, completely optional, but when youâre doing mouth to mouth, I like it when the hand not holding my nose is under my chin, under my neck or on my chest/tits. I do understand you might need it for stability though.â I said touching his chin, placing my hand under his neck or on his chest the way Iâd like.
âOk, now the fun part. Chest compressions.â I almost moaned compressions. Feeling my clit getting excited at the thought.
âThis is the part Iâm concerned about. Is this dangerous?â He asked, sitting up. Concern was evident in his voice.
âYouâre not going to be pushing hard enough to hurt me. Iâll probably have to get you to push harder when you first try.â I assured him.
âSo this isnât going to cause something bad to happen, then? I donât want to hurt you.â
âNo. In a real situation, youâd probably want to be pushing as hard as physically possible, I wouldnât be able to handle that. And, you usually only see broken ribs in elderly people with brittle bones. So you donât need to worry about that. Your ribcage is flexible.â I explained, trying to ease his apprehension.
I shifted over to sit on my knees by his chest. âSo, a little rib cage anatomy. Youâre going to locate my sternum, which is this long flat part. You can feel it right between my breasts.â I said gently running my fingers up and down his sternum. âOn either side of the sternum is cartilage because your ribcage naturally expands and contracts as you breathe. Too far up the chest, thereâs no cartilage, so donât push there. Too far down, and you could hit the xiphoid process which kind of juts out at the bottom of the sternum. That cannot take pressure. Obviously, Iâm not actually dead, and if I feel you in the wrong spot, Iâll say something or move you.â I noticed his face was beginning to soften, the nervousness was fading.
I interlocked my fingers in the air to demonstrate how I wanted his to be when theyâre on my chest. âYouâre going to put one hand on top of the other like this, and interlock your fingers. The heel of your hand needs to be in my sternum. Generally, if your middle finger is lined up with my nipple, youâre in the right spot. And, since Iâm not actually a real victim, feel free to grope me. Just make sure the majority of the pressure youâre exerting goes into the heel of your hand.â He smiled a little after I mentioned groping. âAs you push down I will sigh and gasp a little, because you will be forcing the air out of my lungs. Since I am trying not to breathe on my own during this process, I can only handle 15 compressions. You will also get tired, and I will start getting sore. After the 15 compressions, you will give me another 2 breaths and just repeat the process. You got it?â I asked.
âYes.â He whispered. Sitting up.
âQuestions? Concerns? Comments? Curiosities? If you donât feel comfortable, we donât have to do this. There is 0 pressure or expectations here.â I said, trying to further alleviate and reservations he had, or give him the out if he needed it.
He sat up and put his arm around me and kissed my shoulder. âNo, I donât mind. I just wouldnât want to do anything that would hurt you. Even all the stuff we did earlier, Iâm always looking out for your safety. Thatâs all.â He said.
âI appreciate that a lot. Thatâs one of the reasons I want to do this with you. I trust you. Youâre not going to hurt me.â I said and kissed him.
âOk, then. Lie down, (my name), I need to practice.â
(Might write what happened next, might not.)