Face Sitting And Fireworks!
I’m straddling him, sat just above his face, my thighs trembling as his hands grip my hips with a grip. “Come on,” he murmurs, his voice low, teasing, and full of confidence. His thumbs trace slow circles on my hips, pulling me closer. “I want to feel you.”
I bite my lip, hesitating for only a second before finally lowering myself, letting the warmth of his lips meet my pussy. The first press of his tongue is a slow stroke that sends a zap of pleasure through me.
My breath catches, my fingers gripping the headboard for balance as I adjust my weight, feeling his hands guide me to settle fully against him. “Oh, God,” I whisper, his tongue rubbing against my clit.
He doesn’t hold back. His tongue moves with roughness dragging against me in long strokes that make my hips lift up. My instinct is to move and grind against him, and when I start to do that, his groan vibrates against me, pushing me on.
His hands tighten on my hips, fingers digging into my skin as he keeps up, guiding me to roll my hips against his mouth. “Just like that,” he murmurs against me, his words muffled.
I move cautiously at first, shyly as I grind down against his tongue, but his response – those low, guttural groans and the way his grip tightens – builds my confidence.
“God, you feel so good,” I gasp, my voice shaky as the orgasm. My thighs tremble on either side of his head.
His tongue flicks and swirls, alternating between teasing and hard that has me gripping the headboard tighter, my knuckles white. I can’t stop the moans from my lips and the gasps.
He shifts under me, his lips sealing around my clit as he sucks softly, so intense it pulls a loud cry from my throat. My hips jerk involuntarily, grinding harder against him.
“Don’t stop,” I beg, my voice barely above a whisper, and he doesn’t. He doubles down, his hands guiding me to rock faster against his mouth. His tongue moves expertly, finding every spot that makes me shudder..
My hips move on their own now, grinding down against him in a desperate rhythm as the pleasure builds unbearable. His groans vibrate against me pushing me close to an orgasm.
I glance down at him. His eyes are closed and he hums against me. The pressure builds higher and higher, my movements becoming faster. “I’m so close,” I manage to gasp, my voice trembling, and his hands grip me tighter, his tongue flicking faster as he pushes me over the edge.
The orgasm crashes through me, my body shaking as I cry out, my hips grinding down hard against his face as the pleasure wrecks me. My thighs clamp around his head, and he didn’t stop, his mouth working me as my body trembles uncontrollably.
When I finally collapse forward, my chest heaving and panting, his hands holds me gently, one sliding up to stroke my back.
“You’re hot,” he says, his voice hoarse, and I can’t help but laugh breathlessly, leaning down to kiss him.
Face sitting – a term that might make you blush and straight-up reach for the nearest pillow. There’s something sexy about switching up who’s in control. When one partner sits on the other’s face, the balance of power tilts, and it’s empowering. You’re literally in the driver’s seat – except the vehicle is your partner’s face, and the destination? Orgasm town.
And for the one on the receiving end? You’re not out of the game – you’re the one making it all happen. Its teamwork with a view.
“Am I squishing you?”
“Can you breathe?”
“Is this comfortable for you?”
Face sitting opens windows to conversations you never thought you’d have, but that’s part of the fun. You’ll laugh, adjust, and maybe even bond over a shared moment of accidental suffocation (that’s why safewords exist).
And yes, it might get messy. But honestly? Messy is hot. Just grab a towel and roll with it. Who needs squats when you’ve got face sitting? It’s a full-body workout as a sexy escapade. Who knew cardio could be this much fun? Face sitting is, at its core, an act of vulnerability and trust. It’s a fantastic way to break any lingering bedroom tension. You’ll laugh, sweat, and maybe need a moment to catch your breath – literally. Now, grab a pillow and remember: the best seats are the ones that come with a view.
