Canadian Mike
06-21-2005, 2:02 PM
Loyd was a married man living what one might call a normal life, but he always saw it as an uneventful and too typical a life with his wife of 15 years. You see, he had always longed for one fantasy to come true. In the past he had quietly sneeked away from home or made numerous excusses to get away and visited the local prostitutes selling their wares on ths street. Loyd always found himself struggling to convince the mystical, scantilly dressed young women of the night to sit on his face. And if he was successful, he found that he always had to pay extra for such a diviant service. But no matter how many ladies sat astride Loyd's eager face, they were always so disapointing to him. Over the years, he had managed to get himself a huge collection of facesitting videos, which he kept secretely hidden in the attick of his home. These descriptve abd sometimes very convincing movies tended to more or less quell Loyd's hunger to be face sat. And as far as he knew, his loyal wife knew nothing of his somewhat unusual desires.
He had a ritual of going to the local mall for cigarettes and a Saturday newspaper. It's here that Loyd had first noticed the young lady. She was just sitting there on a bench, looking sexy and quite normal at first glance. She wore a short gray skirt and a heavy woolen sweater, sandles and white socks. As he walked closer to where the young woman sat, Loyd realized that he could see right up her skirt. He has always had a specail attraction for a woman's panty's, especially white panty's. The sight was like a magnet to him. He just had to get a better look. Loyd noticed an empty bench accross from the young woman, so he sat down there and tried to look up her skirt without looking like he was actually doing it. As he felt his loins swell and his mouth grow dry from a need to be close to that crotch, Loyd looked at the young woman a little more closely. She might have been in her early twenties and there was something odd about her. Well Loyd thought, at 42 years of age, one thing to be certain, she wouldn't want anything to do with the likes of him. Feeling a little tense and frustrated, Loyd went on his way, leaving the young lady sitting alone on her bench.
He hadn't thought much about her untill the next Saturday afternoon. There she was, sitting on the exact same bench in the mall, wearing the same clothes and showing all onlookers her tight white cotton crotch. This time Loyd decided to sit beside her and try and spark up a conversation. He hadn't really counted on her being receptive to his casual talk. In fact he figured that she would just ignore him until he went away. But to Loyd's total surprise, she spoke freely to him. Her mane was synthia with an "S" and she just liked sitting in the mall watching the people walk by. It took a minute or so, for Loyd realize that Synthia was mentally challenged and honestly didn't have a clue that she was giving all those horny men in the mall a hot flash. Despite the challenges, Loyd found her talkative and interesting. But It didn't take too long for his deviant mind to get to work. You see, as you know, loyd's all time fetish, desire was to be face sat and smothered by a woman's bottom. He wasn't sure how to do it yet, but he planned to somehow convince young Synthia to sit on his face.
Loyd met Synthia for several Saturday's as he struggled to gain her trust and to talk about facesitting. When he finally brought up the subject, Synthia seemed quite receptive to it. They talked about face sitting as a defensive move for Synthia to subdue a male attaker. As Loyd went on to describe how she could stop one, he noticed the excitement in her eyes. The next step was for Loyd to give Synthia some videos from his secret collection. He could hardly control himself as he walked to the mall a week later. As always, he found sweet and innocent Synthia sitting on her bench in her little skirt. He hoped that he could completely gain her trust and teach her to be the facesitter that he had always dreamt of.
Synthia seemed so excited by his videos. Loyd had planned on trying to convince Synthia to practice on his face, but to his surprise, she just came right out and asked him. He almost orgasmed right there in the mall as he sat beside this lovely nieve young woman, hearing her excitement of how she now believed that she could smother an attacker with her bottom. So before either of them had a chance to think about it, Loyd simply said that they should do it next Saturday. He asked Synthia if she would mind going to a motel room with him to practice her sitting. She litterally squeeled with joy.
There was a little run-down motel close to the mall, so Loyd took the liberty of renting it before he met up with Synthia that day. He found her sitting on the bench, in the same gray skirt and heavy sweater. Her eyes lit right up when she saw him and he had to quieten her as she started to talk about facesitting out loud. Loyd's heart pounded furiously as they walked to the little motel. His mind raced ahead, pondering how it might be under her lovely bottom, how she might smell and feel against his eager face. Synthia skiped like a little girl beside him. She seemed so excited by their little adventure. Once inside Loyd asked Synthia if she would mind if he removed his clothes. Her mood changed, so Loyd kept them on for her, hoping that he wouldn't cum in his pants when she sat on him.
He had a ritual of going to the local mall for cigarettes and a Saturday newspaper. It's here that Loyd had first noticed the young lady. She was just sitting there on a bench, looking sexy and quite normal at first glance. She wore a short gray skirt and a heavy woolen sweater, sandles and white socks. As he walked closer to where the young woman sat, Loyd realized that he could see right up her skirt. He has always had a specail attraction for a woman's panty's, especially white panty's. The sight was like a magnet to him. He just had to get a better look. Loyd noticed an empty bench accross from the young woman, so he sat down there and tried to look up her skirt without looking like he was actually doing it. As he felt his loins swell and his mouth grow dry from a need to be close to that crotch, Loyd looked at the young woman a little more closely. She might have been in her early twenties and there was something odd about her. Well Loyd thought, at 42 years of age, one thing to be certain, she wouldn't want anything to do with the likes of him. Feeling a little tense and frustrated, Loyd went on his way, leaving the young lady sitting alone on her bench.
He hadn't thought much about her untill the next Saturday afternoon. There she was, sitting on the exact same bench in the mall, wearing the same clothes and showing all onlookers her tight white cotton crotch. This time Loyd decided to sit beside her and try and spark up a conversation. He hadn't really counted on her being receptive to his casual talk. In fact he figured that she would just ignore him until he went away. But to Loyd's total surprise, she spoke freely to him. Her mane was synthia with an "S" and she just liked sitting in the mall watching the people walk by. It took a minute or so, for Loyd realize that Synthia was mentally challenged and honestly didn't have a clue that she was giving all those horny men in the mall a hot flash. Despite the challenges, Loyd found her talkative and interesting. But It didn't take too long for his deviant mind to get to work. You see, as you know, loyd's all time fetish, desire was to be face sat and smothered by a woman's bottom. He wasn't sure how to do it yet, but he planned to somehow convince young Synthia to sit on his face.
Loyd met Synthia for several Saturday's as he struggled to gain her trust and to talk about facesitting. When he finally brought up the subject, Synthia seemed quite receptive to it. They talked about face sitting as a defensive move for Synthia to subdue a male attaker. As Loyd went on to describe how she could stop one, he noticed the excitement in her eyes. The next step was for Loyd to give Synthia some videos from his secret collection. He could hardly control himself as he walked to the mall a week later. As always, he found sweet and innocent Synthia sitting on her bench in her little skirt. He hoped that he could completely gain her trust and teach her to be the facesitter that he had always dreamt of.
Synthia seemed so excited by his videos. Loyd had planned on trying to convince Synthia to practice on his face, but to his surprise, she just came right out and asked him. He almost orgasmed right there in the mall as he sat beside this lovely nieve young woman, hearing her excitement of how she now believed that she could smother an attacker with her bottom. So before either of them had a chance to think about it, Loyd simply said that they should do it next Saturday. He asked Synthia if she would mind going to a motel room with him to practice her sitting. She litterally squeeled with joy.
There was a little run-down motel close to the mall, so Loyd took the liberty of renting it before he met up with Synthia that day. He found her sitting on the bench, in the same gray skirt and heavy sweater. Her eyes lit right up when she saw him and he had to quieten her as she started to talk about facesitting out loud. Loyd's heart pounded furiously as they walked to the little motel. His mind raced ahead, pondering how it might be under her lovely bottom, how she might smell and feel against his eager face. Synthia skiped like a little girl beside him. She seemed so excited by their little adventure. Once inside Loyd asked Synthia if she would mind if he removed his clothes. Her mood changed, so Loyd kept them on for her, hoping that he wouldn't cum in his pants when she sat on him.