LV2GDWN
02-02-2003, 9:57 PM
As I said in PART 1, I would explain
why I was Missing in action so to speak
the last few months.
Hey DD Man, sorry we never hooked
up. When you read this final chapter
you'll see why. please except my
apologies. I wasn't blowing you off.
BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU WISH FOR
I’ve been married to my wife 22 years.
She has facesat me for most of those,
but only to please me. She would do it
mostly as an easy way to get me off
when she didn’t feel like making love.
Hey, I wasn’t mad at her.
But she would be real gentle about it,
worrying about hurting me & such. As
the years progressed she got more
into it, realizing I wasn’t getting hurt
by what she was doing. She started
relaxing & really getting into it.
Around our ninth year together we
started to have problems & we
separated. She called me over after
a month or so for dinner & a talk
about getting back together. She
thought I was cheating on her &
told me if I would come back to her,
she would be the best wife &
facesitter I could ever want.
SHE KNOWS WHAT I LIKE!!!
I wasn’t cheating, but I let her think
I was. Hey, it WAS good to be King!
So we got back together, I would
get sat on 3 or 4 times a week. She
would really put on a show flopping
down hard, which she never did
before. Before she would sit on my
head like it was made of egg shells.
But now, she was practically jumping
on my head. It was fantastic for
about a year then things went back
to the way they were before, once
a week, sometimes once every two
weeks. But I stayed with her,
I was getting to old to start over
again. Plus being sat on sometimes,
is better than not getting sat on at
all. Can I get a witness?
I said all that to get to this;
MY LIFE, THE LAST 4 MOUNTHS.
My wife had foot surgery & was off
work for 4 months. September to
January. So since she was gonna
be laid up all day with nothing to do,
she decided she was gonna give me
what I had been wishing for, to be
her Human facecushion slave.
FULL TIME!!!!!!
I didn’t know this at the time, but
she had been planning this for a
long time to see just how devoted
to her ass I really was. I was always
the controlling factor in our facesitting
activities, by asking her to sit on me.
Now she was confined to the living
room couch. I waited on her hand &
foot. When I was through with my
chores, cooking meals, servicing her
wounds, washing clothes, whatever
needed to be done. then I would
become her cushion.
That was my new name by the way,
“Cushion” she no longer used my
real name.
She would get up, usually to hop to
the bathroom, while I prepared her
“spot” as she calls it. Which meant I
would arrange the pillows of the
couch to form a kind of lounge chair.
Then I would lay down on my back
with my head against the pillow that
was to be her back rest. Then pillows
would be put on my stomach & groin
area so her foot would stay elevated.
Yes my friends FULL WEIGHT
facesitting for the rest of the day! Oh by
the way, she’s 5’4” tall, 155 pounds. Built
like Mistress Ass from the waist down.
Yummmmmmy.
Now I’ve been facesat for 2 hrs. straight
at the most. But now we’re talking all day
long. My only relief was when she had to
hop to the bathroom or when I had to fix
her something to eat or tend to her
wounds. But for the most part of the day,
her butt was on my face. I would have
thought her ass would get sore after so
many hours. But to my surprise she was
determined to test my limits, and I wasn’t
giving up.
I was in total heaven for about the first 3
days, but then I noticed something truly
amazing to me, I started not wanting to be
there all day long. I wanted to be her
cushion, but I wanted my control back. I
was in a situation where I couldn’t say no.
I had to do it or everything I had ever told
her about never getting tired of facesitting
would be found untrue.
But my eyes were swollen & sore from the
constant pressure being pushed back into
my head. Or ripped to shreds from the
edges of her panties when she would move
unexpectedly. She was totally happy with
the way her facesitting was changing the
contours of my face. She said she was
leaving her mark of ownership of me, her
personal Human facecushion.
She’s a huge basketball fan, so I got her
“NBA League Pass” on cable So we catch
all the games. Well she does anyway.
I don’t see shit but darkness & her ass &
thighs when she chooses to let me see
them.
Most of the time she’ll stay in the lounge
chair position. But sometimes she’ll have
me scoot halfway down, then she’ll scoot
down & use my face as a thigh rest, or
scoot down further & lounge in a laid
down position with her ass in my face.
Or she’ll lay on her side with my face in
her ass being pushed into the crease in
the back of the couch. but most of the
time 90% or more, it’s the lounge chair.
She knows just how to sit so I can pull
air in through a little hole between her
thighs & her crotch, (The Gap) I call it.
Or I’ll have to pull air through the narrow
canal made by the crack of her ass & her
thighs.
If her legs are tightly closed or she has her
legs crossed. Every breath is a workout. If
I get caught directly under her thighs or
butt cheeks, then I’m at her mercy. She’s
usually pretty good about giving me air.
She’ll smother me for sure, but she’s more
into the lengthy facesit. But if her team
made a basket or a hell of a play, I knew it
cause she would bounce or jump & squirm
on my face.
John your not alone in the jeansitting dept.
My wife loves jeans facesitting. Once the
bandages & cast were gone & she was able
to put on pants again & get out of the house,
she made me go with her to pick out some
new jeans.
The people in the store didn’t know what
to make of us cause she would pick out a
pair & then rub them in my face & ask
“how’s that feel, is it rough enough”.
She bought the roughest pairs of jeans she
could find. She even bought a pair that had
rhinestones & studs around the pockets &
such. She calls them “THE PUNISHERS”
After the first month & a half of doing this,
she said she was no longer testing my
limits, that she had finally seen the light &
she now looked forword to using me as her
personal cushion. She was not looking
forward to sitting at her desk at work all
day without the comfort of her personal
facecushion. We amused ourselves by
trying to figure a way to sneak me in
before anybody got there & hide under her
desk.
That was when I realized that I had finally
gotten what had been wishing for all my
life. That until she went back to work, if I
wasn’t at my job, then I was doing my job
as my wife’s facecushion.
She went back to work January 7. I now
have my days back to myself. But I know
when 5:00 pm comes around, her spot
better be ready.
What started out as my life long fantasy,
my fetish, has now turned into servitude to
my wife as her facecushion for her
pleasure instead of just my own.
It’s very different now. But I guess it's the
way it should & was always meant to be.
So in closing BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU
WISH FOR, You just might get it.
Peace-out.
why I was Missing in action so to speak
the last few months.
Hey DD Man, sorry we never hooked
up. When you read this final chapter
you'll see why. please except my
apologies. I wasn't blowing you off.
BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU WISH FOR
I’ve been married to my wife 22 years.
She has facesat me for most of those,
but only to please me. She would do it
mostly as an easy way to get me off
when she didn’t feel like making love.
Hey, I wasn’t mad at her.
But she would be real gentle about it,
worrying about hurting me & such. As
the years progressed she got more
into it, realizing I wasn’t getting hurt
by what she was doing. She started
relaxing & really getting into it.
Around our ninth year together we
started to have problems & we
separated. She called me over after
a month or so for dinner & a talk
about getting back together. She
thought I was cheating on her &
told me if I would come back to her,
she would be the best wife &
facesitter I could ever want.
SHE KNOWS WHAT I LIKE!!!
I wasn’t cheating, but I let her think
I was. Hey, it WAS good to be King!
So we got back together, I would
get sat on 3 or 4 times a week. She
would really put on a show flopping
down hard, which she never did
before. Before she would sit on my
head like it was made of egg shells.
But now, she was practically jumping
on my head. It was fantastic for
about a year then things went back
to the way they were before, once
a week, sometimes once every two
weeks. But I stayed with her,
I was getting to old to start over
again. Plus being sat on sometimes,
is better than not getting sat on at
all. Can I get a witness?
I said all that to get to this;
MY LIFE, THE LAST 4 MOUNTHS.
My wife had foot surgery & was off
work for 4 months. September to
January. So since she was gonna
be laid up all day with nothing to do,
she decided she was gonna give me
what I had been wishing for, to be
her Human facecushion slave.
FULL TIME!!!!!!
I didn’t know this at the time, but
she had been planning this for a
long time to see just how devoted
to her ass I really was. I was always
the controlling factor in our facesitting
activities, by asking her to sit on me.
Now she was confined to the living
room couch. I waited on her hand &
foot. When I was through with my
chores, cooking meals, servicing her
wounds, washing clothes, whatever
needed to be done. then I would
become her cushion.
That was my new name by the way,
“Cushion” she no longer used my
real name.
She would get up, usually to hop to
the bathroom, while I prepared her
“spot” as she calls it. Which meant I
would arrange the pillows of the
couch to form a kind of lounge chair.
Then I would lay down on my back
with my head against the pillow that
was to be her back rest. Then pillows
would be put on my stomach & groin
area so her foot would stay elevated.
Yes my friends FULL WEIGHT
facesitting for the rest of the day! Oh by
the way, she’s 5’4” tall, 155 pounds. Built
like Mistress Ass from the waist down.
Yummmmmmy.
Now I’ve been facesat for 2 hrs. straight
at the most. But now we’re talking all day
long. My only relief was when she had to
hop to the bathroom or when I had to fix
her something to eat or tend to her
wounds. But for the most part of the day,
her butt was on my face. I would have
thought her ass would get sore after so
many hours. But to my surprise she was
determined to test my limits, and I wasn’t
giving up.
I was in total heaven for about the first 3
days, but then I noticed something truly
amazing to me, I started not wanting to be
there all day long. I wanted to be her
cushion, but I wanted my control back. I
was in a situation where I couldn’t say no.
I had to do it or everything I had ever told
her about never getting tired of facesitting
would be found untrue.
But my eyes were swollen & sore from the
constant pressure being pushed back into
my head. Or ripped to shreds from the
edges of her panties when she would move
unexpectedly. She was totally happy with
the way her facesitting was changing the
contours of my face. She said she was
leaving her mark of ownership of me, her
personal Human facecushion.
She’s a huge basketball fan, so I got her
“NBA League Pass” on cable So we catch
all the games. Well she does anyway.
I don’t see shit but darkness & her ass &
thighs when she chooses to let me see
them.
Most of the time she’ll stay in the lounge
chair position. But sometimes she’ll have
me scoot halfway down, then she’ll scoot
down & use my face as a thigh rest, or
scoot down further & lounge in a laid
down position with her ass in my face.
Or she’ll lay on her side with my face in
her ass being pushed into the crease in
the back of the couch. but most of the
time 90% or more, it’s the lounge chair.
She knows just how to sit so I can pull
air in through a little hole between her
thighs & her crotch, (The Gap) I call it.
Or I’ll have to pull air through the narrow
canal made by the crack of her ass & her
thighs.
If her legs are tightly closed or she has her
legs crossed. Every breath is a workout. If
I get caught directly under her thighs or
butt cheeks, then I’m at her mercy. She’s
usually pretty good about giving me air.
She’ll smother me for sure, but she’s more
into the lengthy facesit. But if her team
made a basket or a hell of a play, I knew it
cause she would bounce or jump & squirm
on my face.
John your not alone in the jeansitting dept.
My wife loves jeans facesitting. Once the
bandages & cast were gone & she was able
to put on pants again & get out of the house,
she made me go with her to pick out some
new jeans.
The people in the store didn’t know what
to make of us cause she would pick out a
pair & then rub them in my face & ask
“how’s that feel, is it rough enough”.
She bought the roughest pairs of jeans she
could find. She even bought a pair that had
rhinestones & studs around the pockets &
such. She calls them “THE PUNISHERS”
After the first month & a half of doing this,
she said she was no longer testing my
limits, that she had finally seen the light &
she now looked forword to using me as her
personal cushion. She was not looking
forward to sitting at her desk at work all
day without the comfort of her personal
facecushion. We amused ourselves by
trying to figure a way to sneak me in
before anybody got there & hide under her
desk.
That was when I realized that I had finally
gotten what had been wishing for all my
life. That until she went back to work, if I
wasn’t at my job, then I was doing my job
as my wife’s facecushion.
She went back to work January 7. I now
have my days back to myself. But I know
when 5:00 pm comes around, her spot
better be ready.
What started out as my life long fantasy,
my fetish, has now turned into servitude to
my wife as her facecushion for her
pleasure instead of just my own.
It’s very different now. But I guess it's the
way it should & was always meant to be.
So in closing BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU
WISH FOR, You just might get it.
Peace-out.