TW//Facesitting, Farting, Sweat, Intoxication, Femdom

I don't plan on making many of these, but as a person who has been blessed enough to have some experiences, I think sharing them might be fun. No characters are named correctly for privacy just in case . 

This story took place in college in my freshman year with my then girlfriend, Shay. She was an athletic, 5’8, maybe 180lb, volleyball and crew athlete. We had been dating a few months, and met because we were both training at the time. We lived on the same floor in the same dorm, and our floor’s RA decided to host a gala because of how good the year was. I will tell the story more storylike than this, I'm just clarifying important details.

It was 7:00PM, and the energy was good. The sun was starting to set on a nice spring afternoon, as the end of the semester drew nearer. With tests going well and a good girlfriend, life felt great. Dale, my roommate, was tying my tie for me as we both prepared to go to the gala. Dale was easily my closest friend at the time, and knew that I was planning to bring Shay back to the room after the gala. With him out of the way, it seemed like the night was going to go great. 

A text disturbs my peace and I see that it's Shay. “Hey, we're in Hannah’s room, want to pregame?” said Shay. I didn't drink at the time, I was more of an edibles guy, but figured what harm could it do. I head over to Hannah’s room, which is in the neighboring dorm building. I open the door and there are 4 girls, all of Shay’s friend group drinking before the Gala. Not much happened beyond us all taking far too many shots. By the time we were walking over to the gala, Shay had 5 or 6 shots of vodka in her. She was already slurring and visibly wasted. We get to the gala, and dance in a hot room for about 2 hours, with Shay only drinking more and more. We both had already planned on going back to the dorm that night. So as the gala died down, we both figured we’d head back.

When we got there, we stopped in Shay’s room to hangout. Recounting the events of the night and gauging how we feel. After a short discussion and a spontaneous game of Yahtzee, we headed back to my room. Shay was in a long sundress, carefully showing off her shape. I immediately changed my clothes and jumped into bed, not really feeling up for sex. As affectionate as I was, I was definitely a bit drunker than I’d planned on being, and I think she was as well. We both got into bed and started cuddling, in what was a nearly pitch black room. One of her best qualities was that she was entirely unpredictable. That's something that had attracted me immediately. 

A common occurrence when we’d drink or take edibles. She just had this insane energy. She wouldn't sit still. After what was maybe 5 minutes of cuddling, she's just giggling manically (I swear to god this is real shit), she's poking me and tickling me. I am a ticklish person, so I immediately tried to stop it. I grab her hands, but she doesn't give up easily. After only a few minutes of fighting, I lose grip and she shoots right up onto her knees and mounts me. I am starting to get sick at this point, way too much moving for my condition and she’s seemingly empowered by her alcohol level. 

She kicks her legs out and lays down on me, scooching her butt toward my face and landing harshly against my neck. Her warm damp pussy crushed into my chin and pinned my head back, as she increased her weight and force onto my head. I couldn't breathe at all. I won't lie and say I'm not a freak, I embraced it for a moment before starting to fight back again. Grabbing each side of her ass, I pushed her cheeks up and apart. I was able to breathe for a moment before I felt her increase her pressure again. Giggling her ass off, She slams her ass down onto my face, cheeks spread. She doesn't have underwear on, only the sundress. 

Her cheeks were incredibly sweaty. It was slick and humid, and the heat emitted from her mimicked a sauna. Out of nowhere she asks me to start licking. The sensation was insane. I didn't hesitate. I couldn't see anything, as she slid her cheeks around my face, laying her full weight across my body. I didn't fight it. The smell and taste was extremely clean, very faintly salty from the sweat but well washed and groomed. Her cheeks, soft, cupping around the sides of my head as she grinds her pale, athletic ass across my face. My air runs thin and I spread her cheeks in hope. She grants me this only for a second before continuing to grind. I hear her breathing heavy, but at no point moaning.

She starts slowing down eventually before stopping and going limp on me. I can feel her ass get heavier and heavier and her body continues to sink into mine. She had finished uneventfully, after maybe 10 minutes and was resting on top of me. Neglecting all of my squirms and motions for air. I began pulling her thighs and she started putting more weight on me. I start trying to scream gently into her ass but she doesn't move at all. Eventually I manage to push her ass up, but she's not letting up. She's just dead weight in my hands. As my grip weakens, her ass comes slamming down on me again. She released a loud, short, fart after she bounces on my face. BRRP. Initially I couldn't smell it, in the moment I didn't even process what it was, I just heard the sound. But as I struggled to get air, every little bit I could get was absolutely horrid. Earthy and septic, unlike anything I had ever smelt before. She giggles to herself in between breaths. Resting on me.

This went on for another 20 minutes or so, as she just laid deadweight on top of me. I managed to angle myself into a position where I could breath through her cheeks from below. She didn't seem to care. I was starting to question whether she even realized I was still down there. After she finished she was practically unresponsive. Just deadweight on me.

After only half an hour maybe in total, she sits up, putting all of her pressure on my face before quickly rolling to the side, flipping herself to snuggle up beside me, resting her head next to mine. She was clearly exhausted and after only a few minutes I could hear her quietly snoring. 

That is the end of the story.

I want to say at around 2AM, she had gone back to her room because mine was hot af with us crammed into a twin bed. This was one of two instances of this happening, as I wasn't even very confident I was into it. It wasn't the first time, but it was definitely very unique. This definitely proved my likeness for the fetish. If you want to know the other story, I guess like the post <3

This was in April of 2023. All events are my exact memory of the event.

TW// Facesitting, Bondage, Family, Farting, Unaware

It was clear that after the storm, your room would no longer be inhabitable. A tree branch came right thru the ceiling, closing off your safe space, abandoning you to the rest of the house. Your mom decides its best you stay with your sister till its all fixed. There's only one bed in her room, so you'll have to share. Your mom will only allow it if your hands and feet are tied, to ensure her safety. After forcibly tying you up, you and your sister begin drifting off to sleep. But it isn't long before she starts rustling around. She kicks your sides unknowingly in her sleep. Shuffling her legs across you and slowly turning herself sideways. Eventually you feel her warm and damp crotch smear across your face before her legs wrap around your head. She finally stops moving as she tightens her legs gently crushing your head into her crotch. Her asshole tenses in her sleep, and within only a few seconds, you hear an eardrum shattering, bubbly fart spread across your face. BRBRBRBRBRPPPPPPPPHHHH you could physically feel the bubbles going across your nose, and could feel her body start to tense up around you. Her fart reeked, smelling earthy and unhealthy. Her sweaty ass only added a wetness to it. You squirm the best you can, screaming and writhing in your bondaged state, but all it does is make her fight harder. She is mostly asleep frustrated at you being in the bed in the first place. After only another minute. You grow tired from fighting. Her legs begin crushing your head like a hydraulic press, slowly increasing in weight over time. Your nose gets buried deeper and deeper slowly into her small, soft ass. You cant breath, buried into your sisters damp underwear clad ass breathing the remnants of her farts under the covers of her bed, and the night had only just began.

Ideal Candidate follows James, a small, naive college student and his journey as a human chair! Stay tuned for part 4 when the action happens ;)

Finally out of the flashback and back in present time. Warning in advance, the next couple frames are a little slow, but it'll pick back up quick. Trust. Thank you!