cremlub
05-27-2006, 4:53 AM
The Morning After.
he knows what I like. he also knows it gets worse, for him, when I am horny. And after an evening of partying, the morning after I am very, very, horny. This makes it very, very bad for him. This was a day after our “Ladies Only” tequila night. Lots of burritos, tacos and tequila. No, we weren’t exactly Ladies. Last night got very drunk out. This morning I am, of course very horny.
I am a bit, no quite a lot actually, sadistic. I like to hurt and I like to face sit. A good face sit accompanied by a lot of hurt is the ultimate in pain and humiliation for him and absolute orgasmic pleasure for me. If I can make him groan I get a warm gushy feeling. If I can make him beg and plead and whine, well, that just puts me over the edge.
So, you see, on a morning like this morning I am moving a bit slow. Ladies you know how those hangovers can get. So first I hit the loo. Get rid of a few burritos, and then go looking for my houseguest. A friend stayed over and She wants to play games with us. She is in the guesthouse and when I enter I can tell she is getting rid of a few from last night as well. “Wow, those were some tacos last night.” She’s fanning her hand in front of her nose. We giggle. Neither of us shower. he will take care of that later with a sponge bath.
Now time to scratch that itch. He knows how hung over we are and what is in store for him. I like the way he cringes when we approach. “C’mon honey. We are horny. Please give us a blow job.” I plead in a mocking voice. “You know the drill.” He hangs his head and lies on the couch. I grab a coin and look at my houseguest. “Heads or Tails?” No, she doesn’t call it. I flip. If it lands on heads I get My bum on his face first. If it lands on tails She gets to go first. Tails. Damn. I wanted to be the first to smell up his pretty face with my bum. You see he has showered. It is expected. I like a nice clean, smooth shaven, sweet smelling face to cover in arse juice. And after the partying and sweating and taking care of bathroom duty in the last 18 hours, well, let’s just say he’s is in for a treat. Or should I say, us Girls are in for a treat. He hates this and that just makes it much more fun.
My houseguest kneels on the floor near his head. She puts her face over his. “Before we get to my pretty little bum, my armpits need a bit of refreshing. Just think, a couple days worth of sweat, old deodorant and a little stubble. The perfect beginning to breaky.” Out of nowhere a belch escapes and blasts his face. “Oh, sorry. That was a taco, last night.” We are laughing hysterically.
She grabs his nipple and twists. Tears well up in his eyes and he holds his scream back as She jams her armpit over his mouth. “C’mon Ol Spice. Do your job.” She twists again and I take a seat on his tummy. He is struggling to breath through his nose so I take the opportunity to bounce. His face turns red and his eyes bug out as he rakes his tongue over her stale armpit stubble. I lift my arm and take a quick wiff. Yep, I’ll have to have that done as well. I bounce my bum on him again and hear a little “wuff” escape from her armpit.
After he has taken care of both pits She stands and presents her arse just above his face. She descends very slowly. My good gracious I can smell it from here. “Not sure how well I wiped this morning,” She chuckles, “ take a big sniff and let me know how much work you’ve got in front of you.” She holds her pretty bum over his face and I bounce again.
Just as the wind is knocked from him she drops. He struggles, but knows better that to touch either of us with his hands. So all he can do is suffer under our weight, with no air and a very smelly butt over his nose. When he is able to draw a breath it’s that wonderful air is coming straight from my gorgeous houseguests bum. “I feel a little greasy there so start the cleaning, you little bidet.” he almost gags knowing he is sticking his tongue where that smell was coming from. Oh this is priceless. I can hardly wait for my turn. I probably smell worse down there than she does. And that is saying something. Oooohhhh, Perfect.
After he has most of the work done she turns sideways facing me, puts her legs across my lap and sits full weight on his face. The struggling, twisting and turning as he fights for air without the use of his arms takes us on an amazing ride. A real thrill ride. Just when his movements subside, indicating he about to slip away, she puts her elbows on the arms of the couch and raises her bum off his face. Boy, he is going to smell a long time after we’re done with him and I haven’t started yet. He sucks in the precious smelly air, but half way through she drops back down. He struggles more than before, but instead of showing mercy She wiggles her bum bones into his face. I am getting very, very juicy.
After a number of face drops She raises up and lets him breathe. “Now I am going to place your nose right on my anus, while your tongue works some magic on my little cunny. I want a real boneshaker this morning. You can breath again when I feel that magic.” Down She goes trapping his nose in her behind, leaving his tongue free to pleasure her. I watch her face and get ready to help out. When her passion builds I grab his little pecker and twist. He literally screams into her pussy. That puts her over the edge but to take her orgasm to the next level I now grab his balls and pull and squeeze and hold his package like that until she is done. A new layer of screaming penetrates her and she shudders with delight.
When she is done she just relaxes on his face, forgetting that he hasn’t had air in a bit. I don’t bother bringing it up. I am enjoying this far too much. Suddenly, a gleam appears in her eye and she raises herself up. “Want some air, I bet eh?” He just wheezes. “Well don’t say I am not kind.” And with that some of last night’s taco gas escapes from her bum hole and right up his nose. She sits back down on his face to try to cover up the smell. It doesn’t quite work and we both jump up giggling and vacate the room leaving our human bidet there to enjoy it. When it’s my turn, I know how to use him as an air freshener and it’s my turn next.
he knows what I like. he also knows it gets worse, for him, when I am horny. And after an evening of partying, the morning after I am very, very, horny. This makes it very, very bad for him. This was a day after our “Ladies Only” tequila night. Lots of burritos, tacos and tequila. No, we weren’t exactly Ladies. Last night got very drunk out. This morning I am, of course very horny.
I am a bit, no quite a lot actually, sadistic. I like to hurt and I like to face sit. A good face sit accompanied by a lot of hurt is the ultimate in pain and humiliation for him and absolute orgasmic pleasure for me. If I can make him groan I get a warm gushy feeling. If I can make him beg and plead and whine, well, that just puts me over the edge.
So, you see, on a morning like this morning I am moving a bit slow. Ladies you know how those hangovers can get. So first I hit the loo. Get rid of a few burritos, and then go looking for my houseguest. A friend stayed over and She wants to play games with us. She is in the guesthouse and when I enter I can tell she is getting rid of a few from last night as well. “Wow, those were some tacos last night.” She’s fanning her hand in front of her nose. We giggle. Neither of us shower. he will take care of that later with a sponge bath.
Now time to scratch that itch. He knows how hung over we are and what is in store for him. I like the way he cringes when we approach. “C’mon honey. We are horny. Please give us a blow job.” I plead in a mocking voice. “You know the drill.” He hangs his head and lies on the couch. I grab a coin and look at my houseguest. “Heads or Tails?” No, she doesn’t call it. I flip. If it lands on heads I get My bum on his face first. If it lands on tails She gets to go first. Tails. Damn. I wanted to be the first to smell up his pretty face with my bum. You see he has showered. It is expected. I like a nice clean, smooth shaven, sweet smelling face to cover in arse juice. And after the partying and sweating and taking care of bathroom duty in the last 18 hours, well, let’s just say he’s is in for a treat. Or should I say, us Girls are in for a treat. He hates this and that just makes it much more fun.
My houseguest kneels on the floor near his head. She puts her face over his. “Before we get to my pretty little bum, my armpits need a bit of refreshing. Just think, a couple days worth of sweat, old deodorant and a little stubble. The perfect beginning to breaky.” Out of nowhere a belch escapes and blasts his face. “Oh, sorry. That was a taco, last night.” We are laughing hysterically.
She grabs his nipple and twists. Tears well up in his eyes and he holds his scream back as She jams her armpit over his mouth. “C’mon Ol Spice. Do your job.” She twists again and I take a seat on his tummy. He is struggling to breath through his nose so I take the opportunity to bounce. His face turns red and his eyes bug out as he rakes his tongue over her stale armpit stubble. I lift my arm and take a quick wiff. Yep, I’ll have to have that done as well. I bounce my bum on him again and hear a little “wuff” escape from her armpit.
After he has taken care of both pits She stands and presents her arse just above his face. She descends very slowly. My good gracious I can smell it from here. “Not sure how well I wiped this morning,” She chuckles, “ take a big sniff and let me know how much work you’ve got in front of you.” She holds her pretty bum over his face and I bounce again.
Just as the wind is knocked from him she drops. He struggles, but knows better that to touch either of us with his hands. So all he can do is suffer under our weight, with no air and a very smelly butt over his nose. When he is able to draw a breath it’s that wonderful air is coming straight from my gorgeous houseguests bum. “I feel a little greasy there so start the cleaning, you little bidet.” he almost gags knowing he is sticking his tongue where that smell was coming from. Oh this is priceless. I can hardly wait for my turn. I probably smell worse down there than she does. And that is saying something. Oooohhhh, Perfect.
After he has most of the work done she turns sideways facing me, puts her legs across my lap and sits full weight on his face. The struggling, twisting and turning as he fights for air without the use of his arms takes us on an amazing ride. A real thrill ride. Just when his movements subside, indicating he about to slip away, she puts her elbows on the arms of the couch and raises her bum off his face. Boy, he is going to smell a long time after we’re done with him and I haven’t started yet. He sucks in the precious smelly air, but half way through she drops back down. He struggles more than before, but instead of showing mercy She wiggles her bum bones into his face. I am getting very, very juicy.
After a number of face drops She raises up and lets him breathe. “Now I am going to place your nose right on my anus, while your tongue works some magic on my little cunny. I want a real boneshaker this morning. You can breath again when I feel that magic.” Down She goes trapping his nose in her behind, leaving his tongue free to pleasure her. I watch her face and get ready to help out. When her passion builds I grab his little pecker and twist. He literally screams into her pussy. That puts her over the edge but to take her orgasm to the next level I now grab his balls and pull and squeeze and hold his package like that until she is done. A new layer of screaming penetrates her and she shudders with delight.
When she is done she just relaxes on his face, forgetting that he hasn’t had air in a bit. I don’t bother bringing it up. I am enjoying this far too much. Suddenly, a gleam appears in her eye and she raises herself up. “Want some air, I bet eh?” He just wheezes. “Well don’t say I am not kind.” And with that some of last night’s taco gas escapes from her bum hole and right up his nose. She sits back down on his face to try to cover up the smell. It doesn’t quite work and we both jump up giggling and vacate the room leaving our human bidet there to enjoy it. When it’s my turn, I know how to use him as an air freshener and it’s my turn next.