LondonBob
12-23-2009, 5:22 PM
From his position lying tied and immobilised, face up on the bench he heard his first client of the evening walk into the room.
She didn’t even look at him. She just swung her leg over and straddled his helpless and upturned face. The smell from her knickers made his eyes water. She stood a little taking the pressure from his face. She brushed the damp and extremely filthy gusset of her soiled panties over his nose for a minute or two allowing him the full benefit of the awful stink and then she rammed her now soaking cunt hard into his face grinding down with all her considerable weight. She pulled the gusset to one side and pushed down onto his nose which slid satisfyingly inside her and then she started to fuck his face. He could hear her grunting as she pushed harder and harder and as she neared her first climax she started to slap the top of his head as hard as she could. He heard her groan and felt the wetness soak her stinking pants. She shuddered and rocked on his face as she squeezed the last waves of pleasure from her human face seat. She sat breathless on his battered features and then quite by accident she let out a loud and rather smelly fart.
He felt her shaking as she giggled to herself. She stood a little so he could get the full benefit of the smell and then she tugged her panties down, pulled her buttocks apart and inserted his nose into her unwashed bum just in time to let rip another. He heard her giggle again and then she dismounted.
She was a large black girl with a very pretty face and she was staring down at him now grinning and holding a well soiled pair of panties in her hand. She slowly and deliberately showed him the inside of the gusset and as she draped the heavily stained fabric over his nose she began to play with herself. He knew what was coming and wanted to cry. The stink of piss and shit was almost unbearable and indelibly printed into his mind was the huge brown streak of shit on the seat the large white cotton panties that rested on his face.
“What do they smell of” she taunted.
“Flowers ma’am” he replied quickly and automatically.
“Flowers?” she said laughing, they smell of piss and shit to me.”
All the while she played with herself and as she neared her second orgasm her manner became more urgent. She picked up the offensive pair of knickers and slapped his face hard. “Beg” she said.
He knew what she wanted to hear and he had no choice but to comply.
“Please ma’am, please let me clean them ma’am, please ma’am…”
But that was all he was able to utter before she stuffed them into his mouth, all the while rubbing herself harder and harder. In a near frenzy she straddled his face again, this time facing his feet She pulled open her buttocks and again his nose slid into her sweaty and poorly wiped anus. She lifted both feet off the floor and as his nose massaged deep inside her bottom, she fingered herself to her second orgasm and then just sat in the same position for a while regaining her breath. She let out another fart and smiled knowing that she still had a good half hour left. She smelled the familiar stench from her “vegetable curry” fart and her fingers made their way back to her engorged clitoris. She was enjoying her visit to the Femi Bar a lot.
He was in for a long night.
She didn’t even look at him. She just swung her leg over and straddled his helpless and upturned face. The smell from her knickers made his eyes water. She stood a little taking the pressure from his face. She brushed the damp and extremely filthy gusset of her soiled panties over his nose for a minute or two allowing him the full benefit of the awful stink and then she rammed her now soaking cunt hard into his face grinding down with all her considerable weight. She pulled the gusset to one side and pushed down onto his nose which slid satisfyingly inside her and then she started to fuck his face. He could hear her grunting as she pushed harder and harder and as she neared her first climax she started to slap the top of his head as hard as she could. He heard her groan and felt the wetness soak her stinking pants. She shuddered and rocked on his face as she squeezed the last waves of pleasure from her human face seat. She sat breathless on his battered features and then quite by accident she let out a loud and rather smelly fart.
He felt her shaking as she giggled to herself. She stood a little so he could get the full benefit of the smell and then she tugged her panties down, pulled her buttocks apart and inserted his nose into her unwashed bum just in time to let rip another. He heard her giggle again and then she dismounted.
She was a large black girl with a very pretty face and she was staring down at him now grinning and holding a well soiled pair of panties in her hand. She slowly and deliberately showed him the inside of the gusset and as she draped the heavily stained fabric over his nose she began to play with herself. He knew what was coming and wanted to cry. The stink of piss and shit was almost unbearable and indelibly printed into his mind was the huge brown streak of shit on the seat the large white cotton panties that rested on his face.
“What do they smell of” she taunted.
“Flowers ma’am” he replied quickly and automatically.
“Flowers?” she said laughing, they smell of piss and shit to me.”
All the while she played with herself and as she neared her second orgasm her manner became more urgent. She picked up the offensive pair of knickers and slapped his face hard. “Beg” she said.
He knew what she wanted to hear and he had no choice but to comply.
“Please ma’am, please let me clean them ma’am, please ma’am…”
But that was all he was able to utter before she stuffed them into his mouth, all the while rubbing herself harder and harder. In a near frenzy she straddled his face again, this time facing his feet She pulled open her buttocks and again his nose slid into her sweaty and poorly wiped anus. She lifted both feet off the floor and as his nose massaged deep inside her bottom, she fingered herself to her second orgasm and then just sat in the same position for a while regaining her breath. She let out another fart and smiled knowing that she still had a good half hour left. She smelled the familiar stench from her “vegetable curry” fart and her fingers made their way back to her engorged clitoris. She was enjoying her visit to the Femi Bar a lot.
He was in for a long night.