Facesitting across the United States

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California

I am a Los Angeles man, born and raised. I am a stereotypical surfer guy, just enjoying a gap year between my college graduation and starting my career. Most people want to spend a gap year traveling, which I totally planned to do, too. But I also wanted something a little spicier than that.

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It started when I met Stella. She was ten years older than me and an absolute bombshell with curly dark hair and olive skin. We met on the beach, and I quickly found out she was in LA on vacation. 

“Are you interested in being my vacation fling?” she asked, while she reached for my hand.

Of course, I said yes. I followed her to her hotel room, which overlooked the beach. We got down and dirty right away. Stella pressed me up against the wall and began to make out with me as soon as we stepped into the room. 

When we moved to the bed, I went to go eat her pussy, but Stella had other plans. She was the first woman who ever sat on my face like that. I mean, she really sat on my face. It was like she was riding me. She’d smash her pussy all up against my nose and mouth, lift herself up, and then settle right back down. I quickly learned how to take a breath through all of this.

“Fuck, that’s good.” She was like a wild animal on top of me, running her hands across her body and through her thick, tangled hair. 

When she came, it was like something inside of her had been completely unleashed. She whimpered and squealed like I had never heard a woman do before. All I could do was tongue her pussy and clit while staring up at her in awe.

“That was good,” she said breathlessly, rolling over. “I think I’m going to nap now.”

I didn’t know what to do with myself as this gorgeous woman lay on her stomach and just fell asleep. I took myself and my half-hard cock and left her alone.

I was in LA for one more week before my gap year travels began, and the whole time, I couldn’t stop thinking about Stella.

Denver

Denver was more beautiful than I thought. The drive was gorgeous and scenic. It almost made me wish I had a woman like Stella in the passenger seat of my car. 

But all thoughts of Stella were quickly extinguished when I met Ruthie. Ruthie was a hippie chick, the sort of tattooed free spirit who would have never given me the time of day in Los Angeles. She had two blonde braids and a nose ring. She smelled like weed.

“A gap year, huh?” she said when we grabbed coffee together. We had met on Tinder the night before. “That sounds so pretentious.”

I scoffed. “No way. It’s fucking fun.”

Ruthie bit the inside of her cheek and eyed me up and down. 

It was only an hour later that we fell into the backseat of my car.

“Sit on my face,” I said. “I want that pussy all over my mouth.”

“Shit, you got it.” Ruthie seemed all too thrilled to smother me. She lifted up her flowy skirt and sat her crotch on top of me like I had asked. She was unshaved, which I didn’t mind at all. She still tasted and smelled amazing, and the windows fogged up in no time at all.

“SHIT!” Ruthie shrieked. “Right there!”

I didn’t have to do anything except have my tongue stuck out of my mouth. Ruthie did all the work by grinding herself back and forth on my tongue. When she came, the whole car seemed to rattle and shake.

Chicago

Chicago introduced me to Tiffany. Tiffany was shy and sweet. We got dinner, and I found myself wanting to be honest with her about my plan.

“So. . . facesitting is your fetish?” she said, spinning her straw in her glass. “I’m into it.”

“Really?” 

“It’s kind of hot.” Her cheeks turned pink.

We went to my Airbnb and watched TV while we made out and cuddled. We went super slow, a pace which Tiffany seemed to like. When I reached between her legs, she was already soaking wet. I pulled her onto my face, ready to taste every sweet drop of her.

She was more subdued than Ruthie and Stella. It took Tiffany a bit to warm up, but she soon found her rhythm on my face and began to grind against me. I grabbed her by the waist and helped her along, letting her know she could go even harder if she wanted to. 

I held her steady while I tongued her clit, and she became a shaking, trembling mess in no time at all.

New York

Dominique was a firecracker. We met at a bar in Brooklyn. Since it was NYC, I figured I didn’t even need the dating apps. I could just go out on the town and meet a hundred different women. Dominique was the first one who caught my eye. She had hair down to her ass and a sexy mini dress on.

When we went back to her tiny studio apartment, she totally had her way with me. It made Stella seem tame. She sucked my cock for a little bit, slobbering all over it, before finally riding my face backward. Her ass bounced up and down on my head, over and over. Her ass cheeks smashed against my face with each thrust.

“You like that?” she sighed.

“MMMhhMMFF!” was the best response I could muster.

Dominique ended up asking me if she could invite her friend, Courtney, over. Once she showed me a picture of Courtney and her pink-tipped hair and gorgeous curves, I was on board.

The girls and I spent the next few hours in bed together. They laid on their bellies and sucked my cock, took turns getting fucked by me, and best of all—they took turns riding my face. 

I must have made them both cum four times when I eventually left Dominique’s apartment.

I wished I could have stayed longer, but I had more road tripping to do.

Boston

Boston felt like a different world compared to Los Angeles. I met Lauren at a bookstore of all places. We bonded in the sci-fi section. She was an adorable nerd, with big, black-framed glasses and everything. 

“So it’s like a sex journey?” she laughed. I had just told her about my gap year and my new love of facesitting. “You’re just collecting women?”
“It sounds so douchey when you say it like that.”

I thought for sure Lauren was going to roll her eyes and walk away from me, but to my surprise, she was still on board. She got into my car, and we took off for my hotel room.

Lauren was no-nonsense. We stripped down right away, she commanded me to lie down on the bed, and before I knew it, her naked body was straddling my head. She had thick thighs that smushed my ears while she shimmied on my face. She couldn’t stop laughing.

“I can’t believe I’ve never done this before,” she said, sounding delighted. “It’s so fun!”

I was glad she was enjoying herself as much as I was. Her pussy was soft and sweet, and she was so easy to get off. All I had to do was rub her clit very slightly to get her to become a sticky, shaky mess.

“Holy FUCK!” she kept yelling, over and over. She was so loud I thought someone was going to call the front desk. 

But it turned me on, so I made her cum at least six times before she left. She looked so adorable and weak-kneed.

Miami

I started on the beach and ended on the beach. Mandi was a sexy blonde who was about five feet tall, with bright blue eyes. I spotted her on the beach by herself, wearing a yellow bikini that made my eyes drawn to her. 

“I live right on the beach,” she said, pointing up the shore. “Do you want to see?”

I followed her back to her place, where we got cozy on the couch after she poured us some homemade lemonade. Mandi never invited me to her bed, but that was okay. She still found a way to smother me while I was sitting on the couch. She stood up on either side of me, reached down to grab my hair, and jerked my head up to meet her crotch. It was surprisingly rough, but unsurprisingly hot.

“Fuck yes,” she growled, her eyes staring into mine. “Eat that pussy!”

And I did. For a good hour. She just wouldn’t let me up. My lips were so swollen by the end of it, but it was worth it. Mandi had gotten off a couple of times, and she wrapped up our time together by giving me the most amazing blowjob on her knees.

I was sad when the gap year was over, that was for sure. Would I recommend it? Absolutely, yes. There’s definitely a world worth exploring out there. . . 

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