Canadian Mike
09-03-2002, 6:42 PM
I'm not going to go into too much detail here for personal reasons, but I thought that you all might enjoy this little ramble.
I laid there watching her slowly pull on a pair of white, soft cotton panites. Now she isn't at all like one of those beautiful Smothercom facesit models, or a woman who posesses gravity defiying glutial muscles. She isn't big or slight of weight as she weighs 135lbs at the most. She isn't a delicious woman in her early twenties either. Anyway, I'll get on with it.
I simply couldn't help myself on this labour day Monday morning. Before I really thought about my actions, I found myself roughly pulling her onto the bed....onto my prone form. Without a single word spoken, she just gently positioned herself onto my body, plopping her nicely round, panty clad bottom right onto my chest. With her straddling me facing my feet, I was presented with a nice unobstructed view of her familiar bottom. I laid there in complete silence observing it all and feeling the tension start to climb in my lower extremeties.
An instant later, she gently shuffled back, hoisting her feminine rear above my eager face. I laid there as if frozen by the sheer sight before my eyes as she slowly lowered herself down onto me. As with all of her facesitting lately, she likes to take her time getting confortable on my face. A little smushing, rocking and mauling just to get my nose and mouth right where she likes them. Once seated....well read on.
This time turned out to be quite different from all of my other sittings. You see, she was so much more agressive. Sitting full weight made it virtually impossible for me to breath. As I let out a little groan of lusty satisfaction, she remained silent and unmoving. I few seconds later displayed the fruits of her smothering as I felt my manhood unfold itself inside my briefs. She responded not unlike any other time by gently pulling the breifs down to free me from the confining fabric. It's right about here that things turned into changed events. You see, she usually smothers me and refrains from touching me down there until I give her a signal. Not this morning. I felt her skilled fingers go to work on me in an instant. I reluctantly shivered beneath her bottom as I felt her slender tenticles slowly glide up and down the length of my shaft. I knew that the combination of her suffocating me and her tender touch would force me to cum in no time. So I reluctantly reached for her hands to pull them away. As it turned out, she would stop her play as long as I held onto her hands. But I soon came to realize that I needed to breath. It soon became quite clear that she wasn't planning on lifting up to let me breath. Well, I held on to her hands and my breath for as long as I could, then I just had to let them go so I could lift her bottom off my face. Now here's the delema, I could breath, but her hands were back at it again. They were seductively stroking me, teasing my manhood until it screemed to cum. Believe it or not, 135lbs doesn't seem like too much weight, but when you are forced to hold it or suffocate, it soon becomes quite heavy. Not to mentioned the severe distraction of being masterbated into a delerious frenzy. So this particular sitting quickly became a game of cat and mouse. Either I stopped her hands from making me cum, or I stopped her bottom from stopping my breathing. The game continued for almost 10 exhausting full minutes, then I gave up the gost screeming a powerful orgasm into her suffocating ass. She remained fully seated until she fully squeezed out every drop from my manhood.
It took me several minutes to recover from the sitting. I laid there catiching my breath as she went back to getting herself dressed. When she left the room, I quietly cleaned myself up, smiling at what had occured.
I laid there watching her slowly pull on a pair of white, soft cotton panites. Now she isn't at all like one of those beautiful Smothercom facesit models, or a woman who posesses gravity defiying glutial muscles. She isn't big or slight of weight as she weighs 135lbs at the most. She isn't a delicious woman in her early twenties either. Anyway, I'll get on with it.
I simply couldn't help myself on this labour day Monday morning. Before I really thought about my actions, I found myself roughly pulling her onto the bed....onto my prone form. Without a single word spoken, she just gently positioned herself onto my body, plopping her nicely round, panty clad bottom right onto my chest. With her straddling me facing my feet, I was presented with a nice unobstructed view of her familiar bottom. I laid there in complete silence observing it all and feeling the tension start to climb in my lower extremeties.
An instant later, she gently shuffled back, hoisting her feminine rear above my eager face. I laid there as if frozen by the sheer sight before my eyes as she slowly lowered herself down onto me. As with all of her facesitting lately, she likes to take her time getting confortable on my face. A little smushing, rocking and mauling just to get my nose and mouth right where she likes them. Once seated....well read on.
This time turned out to be quite different from all of my other sittings. You see, she was so much more agressive. Sitting full weight made it virtually impossible for me to breath. As I let out a little groan of lusty satisfaction, she remained silent and unmoving. I few seconds later displayed the fruits of her smothering as I felt my manhood unfold itself inside my briefs. She responded not unlike any other time by gently pulling the breifs down to free me from the confining fabric. It's right about here that things turned into changed events. You see, she usually smothers me and refrains from touching me down there until I give her a signal. Not this morning. I felt her skilled fingers go to work on me in an instant. I reluctantly shivered beneath her bottom as I felt her slender tenticles slowly glide up and down the length of my shaft. I knew that the combination of her suffocating me and her tender touch would force me to cum in no time. So I reluctantly reached for her hands to pull them away. As it turned out, she would stop her play as long as I held onto her hands. But I soon came to realize that I needed to breath. It soon became quite clear that she wasn't planning on lifting up to let me breath. Well, I held on to her hands and my breath for as long as I could, then I just had to let them go so I could lift her bottom off my face. Now here's the delema, I could breath, but her hands were back at it again. They were seductively stroking me, teasing my manhood until it screemed to cum. Believe it or not, 135lbs doesn't seem like too much weight, but when you are forced to hold it or suffocate, it soon becomes quite heavy. Not to mentioned the severe distraction of being masterbated into a delerious frenzy. So this particular sitting quickly became a game of cat and mouse. Either I stopped her hands from making me cum, or I stopped her bottom from stopping my breathing. The game continued for almost 10 exhausting full minutes, then I gave up the gost screeming a powerful orgasm into her suffocating ass. She remained fully seated until she fully squeezed out every drop from my manhood.
It took me several minutes to recover from the sitting. I laid there catiching my breath as she went back to getting herself dressed. When she left the room, I quietly cleaned myself up, smiling at what had occured.