sitterfan
05-03-2005, 11:46 PM
So I thought I'd tell you about what my girlfriend and I did
yesterday evening, this is typical of our lovemaking, so it's not
like this is amazing or anything. But it's some sort of contribution
and it does at least explain why I'm on this board.
I got home early after a very demanding day, I was totally exhausted
and as soon as I got home I started on the beers (on the grounds
that I completed a job well done and deserved it!). My girlfriend,
who I'll refer to as LB, got in a couple of hours later and told me
she'd be away for a few days on business.
Straight away I regreted drinking; I'd finished a four pack of
strong bitter and was starting on another. I could tell right away
she was feeling amourous and wanted something to think about while
she was away from home...
I made her something to eat, and when I took her empty plate into
the kitchen she followed me. I put it into the sink, and as I turned
around she put her arm around my neck and gently took hold of my
crotch.
I know that she doesn't like to smell alchohol on my breath so I
said 'I've been drinking all night LB, are you sure you want sex
with me breathing beer on you?'. She pushed me around so that I had
my back to the door and pushed me backwards by the crotch towards
the door, keeping her arm around my neck so I couldn't get
away. 'I'm not expecting you to breath much!' she said grinning, and
kept pushing me backwards out of the kitchen to the stairs,
tightening her grip on my neck when I seemed not to be cooperating.
When we got to the bedroom she pulled me down to the bed and quickly
got on top of me, pressing me down with the full length of her body.
She lifted up, looked at me and smiled, and said 'looks like I've
got you trapped!'.
Now part of the reason I regreted having drunk so much is that LB is
quite a bit bigger and stronger than me, and can usually pin me down
unless I struggle really hard. When I've been drinking though I
can't quite shake her off, and she can pretty much do what she likes
with me. She knew that after four pints of beer I wasn't going to be
able to resist much, so the next five minutes were spent with her
sitting up with her full weight on me, pulling off my t shirt, then
turning around and sitting on my chest while she removed the rest of
my clothes. I struggled hard, on principle, but I had no hope of
stopping her and, frankly, I was relieved when she pulled off my
last sock and turned around again to face me. I struggled a bit but
she was sat astride me and I was getting tired, there was no way I
could buck her off.
She moved up onto my chest and looked down at me... 'Yep, you're
trapped alright' she said and pulled off her pyjama top. I wanted to
lay there and watch her breasts bounce down as the material pulled
off them and let them go, but instead I took my cue to try and throw
her off while her head was covered and her arms were busy.
She was expecting this though, and was ready; she jumped forward as
I struggled and sat full on my face, bringing her thighs together to
squeeze my head. I could still breath at this point so I kept
struggling and started bucking now that the weight was off my chest.
She said nothing, just threw her top aside and grabbed my head with
both hands pulled my face into her lovely soft, warm, pyjama-clad
fanny.
My heart was beating so fast, I knew I couldn't last long if I kept
struggling, so I relaxed a little and put my hands on the top of her
thighs so I might pull them open if she let down her guard. My head
was spinning from the beer but I was still totally aware of the
devestating affect of the smell and feel of her fanny, even through
her pyjamas. She started rocking forward and back while holding my
head steady, and I knew that if she got too involved with pleasuring
herself she'd forget I couldn't breath! I wriggled a bit and gripped
her legs hard. She lent back and looked down at me again. 'Getting
short of breath darling?' she said, 'You're not going to last long
tonight are you?'.
She rolled off to the side and layed across my chest, shifted her
weight up and arranged herself so that her left breast was
smothering my face. She gripped my left hand with her's and used her
right hand to remove her pyjama bottoms. She lifted up slightly to
adjust her breast (which gave me a chance to take a breath!) and
then reached down to my winky. She pushed it against my belly with
the heel of her hand and massaged it slowly but firmly. I bucked
around trying to shake her off but she just followed me with her
hand. She's got really strong arms, and just pushed down with her
hand and rubbed back and forth, I couldn't get out of her reach.
I was finding it hard to concentrate, I didn't want the massaging to
stop, it was so erotic, but at the same time my mind was telling me
I was suffocating under her breast and that I needed to get free.
With a monumental effort I pushed her body downward a little and got
a gasp of air. She shuffled back up onto my face but my right arm
was in a better position now, and although I couldn't push her off I
could just about stop her smothering me. In response she moved
upward so that her belly was over my face and started turning her
body toward my feet, now smothering me with her belly. As soon as
she let go of my left hand I tried to buck her off but she was ready
and brought her leg over my head and down onto my arm. She brought
the other leg up onto my right arm so that I was pinned with her
lying full on top of me, facing my feet.
Even through the haze of alchohol I knew what was coming next. I
brought my knees together and doubled up but she was easily able to
push my legs back with her arms, and take my winky full in her
mouth. She sucked it right in until I felt her lips round the shaft,
then she pushed my legs down with her hands and pulled out so she
could use the strongest part of her tongue on the glans of my
winkey. I tried to get my arms free but all I succeeded in doing was
to hurt my biceps on her shins. She felt me struggling and brought
her thighs together around my head and squeezed. With a bit of
wriggling she got the back of my head on her calves and her knees
around my neck. She stopped sucking me and sat back, pressing her
smooth, soft fanny over my face. I knew what was happening so I made
sure I took a deep breath before she sealed my mouth and nose with
the lips of her fanny.
By this time she was highly aroused and her hot, moist fanny slid
over my nose and chin. She moved back and forth a little, sliding
herself further over me as she applied more pressure down onto my
face. When my nose was buried deep between her labia and her
clitoris was pressing hard on my chin she reached out and started
massaging my winky again. I thrashed around but there was nothing I
could do to stop her.
My efforts to buck her off diminished as I ran out of oxygen; she
carried on rubbing her fanny down onto my face but never moved far
enough forward or backwards for me to get another gasp of air. She
stopped working on my winky and sat up, and I knew she was putting
saliva on the heel of her hand to lubricate it. When she applied her
hand again I almost passed out from the sensation, let alone the
lack of air! When I was on the brink of unconsiousness she leant
forward, freeing my nose. I breathed two breaths, mostly taking in
the scent of her fanny, then she sat back and just carried on as
before. It was fabulous!
I'm not sure how long she carried on with this, but after a while
she gripped my head hard with her thighs, shuddered as she orgasmed,
and rolled off me. She was breathing heavily and I felt her spasming
for a minute or so afterward.
She rolled back half onto me and said 'Darling, shall I fuck you
now?' but I was too drunk and exhausted. I buried my face in her
breasts and gave her a hug with all my strength. I said 'fuck me
silly when you get back from your trip, but I'm worn out now, and I
just want to fall asleep with you'. She said 'I love you'
yesterday evening, this is typical of our lovemaking, so it's not
like this is amazing or anything. But it's some sort of contribution
and it does at least explain why I'm on this board.
I got home early after a very demanding day, I was totally exhausted
and as soon as I got home I started on the beers (on the grounds
that I completed a job well done and deserved it!). My girlfriend,
who I'll refer to as LB, got in a couple of hours later and told me
she'd be away for a few days on business.
Straight away I regreted drinking; I'd finished a four pack of
strong bitter and was starting on another. I could tell right away
she was feeling amourous and wanted something to think about while
she was away from home...
I made her something to eat, and when I took her empty plate into
the kitchen she followed me. I put it into the sink, and as I turned
around she put her arm around my neck and gently took hold of my
crotch.
I know that she doesn't like to smell alchohol on my breath so I
said 'I've been drinking all night LB, are you sure you want sex
with me breathing beer on you?'. She pushed me around so that I had
my back to the door and pushed me backwards by the crotch towards
the door, keeping her arm around my neck so I couldn't get
away. 'I'm not expecting you to breath much!' she said grinning, and
kept pushing me backwards out of the kitchen to the stairs,
tightening her grip on my neck when I seemed not to be cooperating.
When we got to the bedroom she pulled me down to the bed and quickly
got on top of me, pressing me down with the full length of her body.
She lifted up, looked at me and smiled, and said 'looks like I've
got you trapped!'.
Now part of the reason I regreted having drunk so much is that LB is
quite a bit bigger and stronger than me, and can usually pin me down
unless I struggle really hard. When I've been drinking though I
can't quite shake her off, and she can pretty much do what she likes
with me. She knew that after four pints of beer I wasn't going to be
able to resist much, so the next five minutes were spent with her
sitting up with her full weight on me, pulling off my t shirt, then
turning around and sitting on my chest while she removed the rest of
my clothes. I struggled hard, on principle, but I had no hope of
stopping her and, frankly, I was relieved when she pulled off my
last sock and turned around again to face me. I struggled a bit but
she was sat astride me and I was getting tired, there was no way I
could buck her off.
She moved up onto my chest and looked down at me... 'Yep, you're
trapped alright' she said and pulled off her pyjama top. I wanted to
lay there and watch her breasts bounce down as the material pulled
off them and let them go, but instead I took my cue to try and throw
her off while her head was covered and her arms were busy.
She was expecting this though, and was ready; she jumped forward as
I struggled and sat full on my face, bringing her thighs together to
squeeze my head. I could still breath at this point so I kept
struggling and started bucking now that the weight was off my chest.
She said nothing, just threw her top aside and grabbed my head with
both hands pulled my face into her lovely soft, warm, pyjama-clad
fanny.
My heart was beating so fast, I knew I couldn't last long if I kept
struggling, so I relaxed a little and put my hands on the top of her
thighs so I might pull them open if she let down her guard. My head
was spinning from the beer but I was still totally aware of the
devestating affect of the smell and feel of her fanny, even through
her pyjamas. She started rocking forward and back while holding my
head steady, and I knew that if she got too involved with pleasuring
herself she'd forget I couldn't breath! I wriggled a bit and gripped
her legs hard. She lent back and looked down at me again. 'Getting
short of breath darling?' she said, 'You're not going to last long
tonight are you?'.
She rolled off to the side and layed across my chest, shifted her
weight up and arranged herself so that her left breast was
smothering my face. She gripped my left hand with her's and used her
right hand to remove her pyjama bottoms. She lifted up slightly to
adjust her breast (which gave me a chance to take a breath!) and
then reached down to my winky. She pushed it against my belly with
the heel of her hand and massaged it slowly but firmly. I bucked
around trying to shake her off but she just followed me with her
hand. She's got really strong arms, and just pushed down with her
hand and rubbed back and forth, I couldn't get out of her reach.
I was finding it hard to concentrate, I didn't want the massaging to
stop, it was so erotic, but at the same time my mind was telling me
I was suffocating under her breast and that I needed to get free.
With a monumental effort I pushed her body downward a little and got
a gasp of air. She shuffled back up onto my face but my right arm
was in a better position now, and although I couldn't push her off I
could just about stop her smothering me. In response she moved
upward so that her belly was over my face and started turning her
body toward my feet, now smothering me with her belly. As soon as
she let go of my left hand I tried to buck her off but she was ready
and brought her leg over my head and down onto my arm. She brought
the other leg up onto my right arm so that I was pinned with her
lying full on top of me, facing my feet.
Even through the haze of alchohol I knew what was coming next. I
brought my knees together and doubled up but she was easily able to
push my legs back with her arms, and take my winky full in her
mouth. She sucked it right in until I felt her lips round the shaft,
then she pushed my legs down with her hands and pulled out so she
could use the strongest part of her tongue on the glans of my
winkey. I tried to get my arms free but all I succeeded in doing was
to hurt my biceps on her shins. She felt me struggling and brought
her thighs together around my head and squeezed. With a bit of
wriggling she got the back of my head on her calves and her knees
around my neck. She stopped sucking me and sat back, pressing her
smooth, soft fanny over my face. I knew what was happening so I made
sure I took a deep breath before she sealed my mouth and nose with
the lips of her fanny.
By this time she was highly aroused and her hot, moist fanny slid
over my nose and chin. She moved back and forth a little, sliding
herself further over me as she applied more pressure down onto my
face. When my nose was buried deep between her labia and her
clitoris was pressing hard on my chin she reached out and started
massaging my winky again. I thrashed around but there was nothing I
could do to stop her.
My efforts to buck her off diminished as I ran out of oxygen; she
carried on rubbing her fanny down onto my face but never moved far
enough forward or backwards for me to get another gasp of air. She
stopped working on my winky and sat up, and I knew she was putting
saliva on the heel of her hand to lubricate it. When she applied her
hand again I almost passed out from the sensation, let alone the
lack of air! When I was on the brink of unconsiousness she leant
forward, freeing my nose. I breathed two breaths, mostly taking in
the scent of her fanny, then she sat back and just carried on as
before. It was fabulous!
I'm not sure how long she carried on with this, but after a while
she gripped my head hard with her thighs, shuddered as she orgasmed,
and rolled off me. She was breathing heavily and I felt her spasming
for a minute or so afterward.
She rolled back half onto me and said 'Darling, shall I fuck you
now?' but I was too drunk and exhausted. I buried my face in her
breasts and gave her a hug with all my strength. I said 'fuck me
silly when you get back from your trip, but I'm worn out now, and I
just want to fall asleep with you'. She said 'I love you'