Ste Letto
03-30-2003, 7:48 AM
Barry relaxed, thinking "Thank God, some care and normality." But then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Emma kicking off her shoes. "No, no, no", he thought, "Not again." He saw her climbing up on the bed, while Katy held her hand to steady her. The attractive girl stood to his right hand side, towering overhead, using the rail that the curtain hung from for balance. Unable to turn his head, he had to swivel his fear filled eyes. He watched as the smiling nurse moved up to the head end of the bed, then stared in shock as she stepped nimbly over his face, showing white tights and white panties beneath. He found himself staring up under the darkened tent of her uniform dress.
Emma casually looked back and down, then sat with a bump, banging his head back against the restraint. "My SPINE!" he thought. Even as this thought finished in his mind, Emma grunted, lifted a fraction, then sat again, dissatisfied with her first position. She flexed the cheeks of her arse on his face, then wiggled her bum side to side to seat herself more comfortably, enveloping his face in damp, aromatic nylon. She smelt both musky and aroused. For ten minutes or so she simply sat, lifting now and then to allow Barry a little air. All the time she chatted calmly with Then she began shimmying, and jiggling and wiggling, riding his face for her own pleasure. She bounced up and down, and even crossed her legs. Barry's face ached. It also grew hotter and hotter.
This torment went on for another thirty minutes until the faceriding girl moaned loudly and shuddered to an orgasm on the trapped and helpless face beneath her pert bum. When her pleasure abated, she stood, hopped down and said "Now then Katy, you have a go." Katy didn't hesitate. She had already removed her shoes. She swiftly got up on the bed and moved to stand over his head. She faced the wall instead of facing down his body. Then, before Barry knew it, he had a wiggly, aromatic and very excited 18 yr old nursing student on his face.
She wore pure white panties. Her legs were bare, as she wore little white ankle socks instead of tights. Her juices had soaked through the crotch, and were freely dripping into Barry's mouth. She tasted bitter, yet he liked it. She bounced up and down, then reached down and pulled her gusset aside. Barry knew what was expected. He put out his tongue, lapping, sucking and loving her sopping young cunt until she orgasmed. The girl worked her hips faster and faster to maximise her pleasure.
10 minutes later, when she got off his face, Katy thanked Barry. Emma smiled, "You'll be getting lots of special treatment," she said, patting his cheek. "But now it's time to sleep." Before Barry could say anything Penny injected something into his drip and he lost consciousness.
When he awoke it was morning. Six girls stood round his bed. They were friends of Penny's. "Hi Barry," they chorused. Barry groaned, remembering the night before. "We've come to visit you," said Jenny, smiling mischeviously. Jenny was 21, 5ft 8, with long black hair and big brown eyes. She had perky breasts, an incredibly small waist, a perky butt and long legs. She was dressed casually in a pink, woollen cardigan and faded blue jeans. The jeans were skintight stretch denim. On her feet she wore simple white running shoes. The girls set about gathering chairs. They drew the curtains and gathered round the bed. "Barry", said Jenny smiling down into his eyes, "there's only 5 chairs. Do you mind?" She gestured vaguely toward the head of the bed. Thinking she was asking if he minded her sitting on the mattress Barry said "No!" The evil girl laughed, Good". Before he realised what was happening, Barry felt and saw Jenny hop up onto the bed, straddle his chest and sit on his head. The denim seat of her jeans was taut, firmly stretched by her magnificent globes. The line of stitching was painful on his already pained nose. She smelt sweaty and a little rank. "I jogged most of the way here," she told him helpfully. Barry groaned. Jenny bounced on his face, rather pointedly, and said, "Hush Barry I can't hear Mel." Barry shut up. His lips were compressed by her firm backside. All he could see was the backpockets of her jeans, her hips, and her back view.
For the next ten minutes he had to endure Jenny shuffling, fidgeting and wobbling on his face. Mel protested, and Jenny reluctantly stood, then climbed down. Mel was next to facesit him. Mel was 26, 5ft 10, with a full, ripe body and fiery eyes. Her red hair was long, in curls and cascades. She wore a simple hooded top and a white miniskirt. When she stood over his face, Barry saw she was naked underneath. He shuddered. Mel smiled down at him, took aim, then sat. Her full, bare asscheeks enveloped his immobilised face. They were warm, fleshy and damp. They smelt quite high, almost sweet. He tried to ignore it. Unfortunately she wouldn't allow that. "Clean me", she hissed. He refused. She closed her thighs over his face and sat heavily, smothering him. He heard her counting to 50. She opened her thighs and said again "Clean me!" Barry did, fearful that she might suffocate him properly next time.
Barry licked her dripping asscheeks. They tasted strangely high, meaty and unpleasant. He fought not to vomit. Mel used her hands to spread her asscheeks and made him lick her rose. His tongue slipped inside, and she squealed with delight. Barry felt totally humiliated. The other girls chatted happily while Mel degraded him. The girl bobbed up and down, impaling his tongue.
Eventually her ten minutes were up. Natasha, an intense beauty from Russia; with black hair and chalk white skin, decided to sit on his face through her knee length white skirt. She was casually dressed, in a pale blue t-shirt, white skirt and mocassin style boots. Although smaller than Mel, she was chunkier, with the solid muscles of a gymnast. She sat on his face side saddle, threatening to break his nose. This was uncomfortable, but less humiliating. Although it became more humiliating when she farted after 5 minutes. The other girls all howled in protest, and someone opened a window.
Eventually her ten minutes passed as well. Kerry, Natalie and Louise decided to sit on him three at a time, one on his face, the others on his plastered body. Blonde Kerry, in a white t-shirt, with black kneelength clamdiggers was the first of the three to sit on his face. Her arse was quite small, almost flat, and he could feel her pelvis pressing into him for the entire ten minutes she was in place. The three giggled and wiggled and generally had a great time tormenting his helpless body.
Natalie was dressed like a cheerleader in a sleeveless red dress with pleated skirt. The skirt was in two layers, red and black, giving a flame like effect, the top had a red lightning bolt on a black background. She wore pale, shiny tights over white panties. Her socks and training shoes were white. The black haired tormentor rocked side to side on his face, grinding her crotch against his nose and mouth making him smell her and letting him taste her. Barry was overwhelmed. He thought he could feel his head moving slightly, and imagined hisneck bones grinding beneath the mobile girl, but in his trapped position he was pwerless to stop her.
Louise was last of the girls to ride his face. She was dressed like Britney Spears in the baby one more time video. Her blonde hair was up in bunches, with pink fluffy scrunchies to hold it up. She had a grey cardigan on, over a white blouse that was buttoned part way then tied off to show her midriff. She wore a tiny, pleated grey miniskirt, white ankle socks and black, block heeled, loafer style shoes. Barry found her quite a turn on, despite his predicament. When she sat, facing his feet, and let her white cotton panties envelop his face, he sighed happily. Louise wiggled her hips and giggled to feel the face below. It felt nice to have a trapped face between her butt cheeks, to know he was helpless, dependent on her for his next breath. She grew wetter and warmer. The naughty girl couldn't resist closing her eyes so she could concentrate on the feelings in her belly. It felt so nice. She ground herself down, harder and harder, oblivious to the needs of the human being below. Harder and harder, harder and harder. Barry lost consciousness. An alarm sounded. The girl orgasmed. She squealed, then climbed drunkenly to her feet.
When Barry woke Penny was there, along with two nurses he didn't recognise. "Where's Emma and Katie?" he asked. All three ladies looked at each other in puzzlement. "Who?" said the tallest, a brunette with striking eyes. "Emma and Katie, the nurses who've been treating me." The nurse turned to Penny and her companion, "He's delirious. That'll pass with time." She smiled at Emma, "Don't worry miss, I'm sure he will be fine; and playing him that tape you made certainly helped wake him up." Emma smiled.
The two nurses left. "I put a special message on the tape for you Barry," she said smiling, "a little story about facesitting nurses and a man in hospital, a man just like you." Barry stared at her in shock. He couldn't believe her wickedness. Penny winked and said, "They don't really have surveillance cameras. So guess what I'm gonna do now." Barry's heart sank. Penny, in her skintight pants, was on the bed and sitting on his head before he could think. "I'll be here to visit you every day" she said laughing, "just think, every single day." Barry did think, and if he could have made a noise he would have screamed.
The End.
Emma casually looked back and down, then sat with a bump, banging his head back against the restraint. "My SPINE!" he thought. Even as this thought finished in his mind, Emma grunted, lifted a fraction, then sat again, dissatisfied with her first position. She flexed the cheeks of her arse on his face, then wiggled her bum side to side to seat herself more comfortably, enveloping his face in damp, aromatic nylon. She smelt both musky and aroused. For ten minutes or so she simply sat, lifting now and then to allow Barry a little air. All the time she chatted calmly with Then she began shimmying, and jiggling and wiggling, riding his face for her own pleasure. She bounced up and down, and even crossed her legs. Barry's face ached. It also grew hotter and hotter.
This torment went on for another thirty minutes until the faceriding girl moaned loudly and shuddered to an orgasm on the trapped and helpless face beneath her pert bum. When her pleasure abated, she stood, hopped down and said "Now then Katy, you have a go." Katy didn't hesitate. She had already removed her shoes. She swiftly got up on the bed and moved to stand over his head. She faced the wall instead of facing down his body. Then, before Barry knew it, he had a wiggly, aromatic and very excited 18 yr old nursing student on his face.
She wore pure white panties. Her legs were bare, as she wore little white ankle socks instead of tights. Her juices had soaked through the crotch, and were freely dripping into Barry's mouth. She tasted bitter, yet he liked it. She bounced up and down, then reached down and pulled her gusset aside. Barry knew what was expected. He put out his tongue, lapping, sucking and loving her sopping young cunt until she orgasmed. The girl worked her hips faster and faster to maximise her pleasure.
10 minutes later, when she got off his face, Katy thanked Barry. Emma smiled, "You'll be getting lots of special treatment," she said, patting his cheek. "But now it's time to sleep." Before Barry could say anything Penny injected something into his drip and he lost consciousness.
When he awoke it was morning. Six girls stood round his bed. They were friends of Penny's. "Hi Barry," they chorused. Barry groaned, remembering the night before. "We've come to visit you," said Jenny, smiling mischeviously. Jenny was 21, 5ft 8, with long black hair and big brown eyes. She had perky breasts, an incredibly small waist, a perky butt and long legs. She was dressed casually in a pink, woollen cardigan and faded blue jeans. The jeans were skintight stretch denim. On her feet she wore simple white running shoes. The girls set about gathering chairs. They drew the curtains and gathered round the bed. "Barry", said Jenny smiling down into his eyes, "there's only 5 chairs. Do you mind?" She gestured vaguely toward the head of the bed. Thinking she was asking if he minded her sitting on the mattress Barry said "No!" The evil girl laughed, Good". Before he realised what was happening, Barry felt and saw Jenny hop up onto the bed, straddle his chest and sit on his head. The denim seat of her jeans was taut, firmly stretched by her magnificent globes. The line of stitching was painful on his already pained nose. She smelt sweaty and a little rank. "I jogged most of the way here," she told him helpfully. Barry groaned. Jenny bounced on his face, rather pointedly, and said, "Hush Barry I can't hear Mel." Barry shut up. His lips were compressed by her firm backside. All he could see was the backpockets of her jeans, her hips, and her back view.
For the next ten minutes he had to endure Jenny shuffling, fidgeting and wobbling on his face. Mel protested, and Jenny reluctantly stood, then climbed down. Mel was next to facesit him. Mel was 26, 5ft 10, with a full, ripe body and fiery eyes. Her red hair was long, in curls and cascades. She wore a simple hooded top and a white miniskirt. When she stood over his face, Barry saw she was naked underneath. He shuddered. Mel smiled down at him, took aim, then sat. Her full, bare asscheeks enveloped his immobilised face. They were warm, fleshy and damp. They smelt quite high, almost sweet. He tried to ignore it. Unfortunately she wouldn't allow that. "Clean me", she hissed. He refused. She closed her thighs over his face and sat heavily, smothering him. He heard her counting to 50. She opened her thighs and said again "Clean me!" Barry did, fearful that she might suffocate him properly next time.
Barry licked her dripping asscheeks. They tasted strangely high, meaty and unpleasant. He fought not to vomit. Mel used her hands to spread her asscheeks and made him lick her rose. His tongue slipped inside, and she squealed with delight. Barry felt totally humiliated. The other girls chatted happily while Mel degraded him. The girl bobbed up and down, impaling his tongue.
Eventually her ten minutes were up. Natasha, an intense beauty from Russia; with black hair and chalk white skin, decided to sit on his face through her knee length white skirt. She was casually dressed, in a pale blue t-shirt, white skirt and mocassin style boots. Although smaller than Mel, she was chunkier, with the solid muscles of a gymnast. She sat on his face side saddle, threatening to break his nose. This was uncomfortable, but less humiliating. Although it became more humiliating when she farted after 5 minutes. The other girls all howled in protest, and someone opened a window.
Eventually her ten minutes passed as well. Kerry, Natalie and Louise decided to sit on him three at a time, one on his face, the others on his plastered body. Blonde Kerry, in a white t-shirt, with black kneelength clamdiggers was the first of the three to sit on his face. Her arse was quite small, almost flat, and he could feel her pelvis pressing into him for the entire ten minutes she was in place. The three giggled and wiggled and generally had a great time tormenting his helpless body.
Natalie was dressed like a cheerleader in a sleeveless red dress with pleated skirt. The skirt was in two layers, red and black, giving a flame like effect, the top had a red lightning bolt on a black background. She wore pale, shiny tights over white panties. Her socks and training shoes were white. The black haired tormentor rocked side to side on his face, grinding her crotch against his nose and mouth making him smell her and letting him taste her. Barry was overwhelmed. He thought he could feel his head moving slightly, and imagined hisneck bones grinding beneath the mobile girl, but in his trapped position he was pwerless to stop her.
Louise was last of the girls to ride his face. She was dressed like Britney Spears in the baby one more time video. Her blonde hair was up in bunches, with pink fluffy scrunchies to hold it up. She had a grey cardigan on, over a white blouse that was buttoned part way then tied off to show her midriff. She wore a tiny, pleated grey miniskirt, white ankle socks and black, block heeled, loafer style shoes. Barry found her quite a turn on, despite his predicament. When she sat, facing his feet, and let her white cotton panties envelop his face, he sighed happily. Louise wiggled her hips and giggled to feel the face below. It felt nice to have a trapped face between her butt cheeks, to know he was helpless, dependent on her for his next breath. She grew wetter and warmer. The naughty girl couldn't resist closing her eyes so she could concentrate on the feelings in her belly. It felt so nice. She ground herself down, harder and harder, oblivious to the needs of the human being below. Harder and harder, harder and harder. Barry lost consciousness. An alarm sounded. The girl orgasmed. She squealed, then climbed drunkenly to her feet.
When Barry woke Penny was there, along with two nurses he didn't recognise. "Where's Emma and Katie?" he asked. All three ladies looked at each other in puzzlement. "Who?" said the tallest, a brunette with striking eyes. "Emma and Katie, the nurses who've been treating me." The nurse turned to Penny and her companion, "He's delirious. That'll pass with time." She smiled at Emma, "Don't worry miss, I'm sure he will be fine; and playing him that tape you made certainly helped wake him up." Emma smiled.
The two nurses left. "I put a special message on the tape for you Barry," she said smiling, "a little story about facesitting nurses and a man in hospital, a man just like you." Barry stared at her in shock. He couldn't believe her wickedness. Penny winked and said, "They don't really have surveillance cameras. So guess what I'm gonna do now." Barry's heart sank. Penny, in her skintight pants, was on the bed and sitting on his head before he could think. "I'll be here to visit you every day" she said laughing, "just think, every single day." Barry did think, and if he could have made a noise he would have screamed.
The End.