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January 23, 2007
Facesitting and Smothering, same or different?
As I am sure you have read before, I had a john quite awhile back that was into facesitting. While I personally don't know what it is that does it for him because I certainally wouldn't want to be smothered but he really likes it.
Well my facesitting pal stopped by the other night for another go around. It seems he doesn't live in town, he just has business in town now and again, and since he knew me he decided to track me down.
He was only in town for a couple days and really needed the releaseand so here we were heading back to my room for his "release". This time he had a little surprise for me though, he wanted me to wear a pair of leather underwear while I did my facesitting. He got them out, with the tag still attached and that little pad like thing in the crotch so I knew they were clean and new, because no way I would wear used undies, I only sleep with total strangers ya know! I had to smirk a bit at his being so careful as to let me know that these were clean and new, luckily he didn't see it. I slipped out of my old, used panties and put on the leather ones, they were pretty comfortable actually, but I think wearing them for more than a short while would make ones private parts sweat.
He had already laid down with his head at the end of the bed, his pants around his ankles and his hand on his cock ready to begin. I slowly teased my way around his face and could hear him moaning with excitement and he actually giggled a little. When I finally put my pussy down on his face he groaned loudly, I tried to shift a little so that he could breath at least but he grabbed me and pulled me down even harder, I was sure there was no way he could breath, but he wouldn't let me up, even a little bit.
I do understand facesitting does have to do with the whole smothering type of thing, but this, to me, was going a little overboard. I was finally able to pull myself up off him and when I did I realized he wasn't breathing, well he was breathing, but not like he should be. He had already ejaculated, and was passed out. When I was finally able to get him to wake up he was totally wired. It was so weird to know that something like this had this type of a reaction on people.
He went into the bathroom and cleaned up and then thanked me for the GREAT sex and he was gone.
I am telling you, I get them all!
Lindsey
Posted by lindsey at January 23, 2007 05:29 PM