1. The Face Sitting Class


    Date: 7/5/2016, Categories: Oral Sex, Author: benawriter, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

    coming would be part of the grand scheme. I decided that if need be, I would just masturbate on the sidelines. As it turned out, four of the woman brought their regular partners, one of which was another girl, and one other guy brought his girlfriend. Seeing the others coupled, I almost turned around to leave, but Miss Millieu saved me. “Come in, Ben, we were just about to start. I have a couple extra blankets that I brought in case we needed them. Would you like to get comfortable with me while the others get ready?” I looked at her with utter disbelief. “You mean, you’ll sit on my face?” I asked in sheer astonishment. “Yes, of course, if you don’t mind?” she said warmly. I gulped and just nodded my head. Miss Millieu got the attention of the other students. “Now, remember, people, this experiment is to please the ladies and to teach them how to enjoy a good face sitting experience. Kissing and fondling is an option but the main focus is the act of her sitting on your face. I will be enjoying the oral talents of Ben, here, but feel free to call out any questions you may have.” I felt like there was nobody else in the room except Miss Millieu and me. She lay two blankets down on the floor and unbuttoned her slacks. I watched her casually step out of them and the sight of her firm thighs and the dark mound showing through her panties immediately had an effect on me. She noticed right away. “If you would like, Ben, you can take off your pants and boxers before you lie down.” ...
    She said. “Feel free to masturbate if you wish. I feel I must warn you that I usually take a long time at this, often coming two or three times. Will that be okay with you?” “Yes, ma’am,” I uttered, tearing my clothes off as quickly as I could. I lay down on the blankets and looked around but the desks pretty much obscured my view of the other couples. Miss Millieu suddenly appeared standing over me, naked from the waist down, her dark bush between her thighs beckoning to me. I was erect and fearful of touching myself. She bent her knees and knelt over me, taking the initiative to cover my mouth with her hairy labia. “Just extend your tongue for a while,” she coaxed, “and I’ll do the rest.” She slid her slit across the tip of my tongue until I could smell and feel her excitement. Then she eased herself down onto the tip of my tongue and I slid it up into her wetness. Damn! She was so wet her juices nearly leaked onto my cheeks. She rose up and down slowly, grinding into my mouth and then lifting, up and down with a rhythm that kept me erect and pulsing. Then one of the girls called out, “Is it okay if I rub my clit while he tongue fucks me?” Miss Millieu never broke her rhythm on my face as she answered. “Of course, my dear, this is all about your pleasure; do whatever feels right.” Then Miss Millieu began rubbing her clit across my tongue and I lay it flat out for her use. I must have swallowed a pint of her juices leaking into my mouth as she slowly worked herself to an ...
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