Sex Dare: Can I Sit on Your Face?
by Hungry Guy
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Fiction Story: He has a short erotic experience while relaxing in the park minding his own business.
Tags: Ma/Fa Consensual Heterosexual Oral Sex
Foreword: This is a work of fiction. None of the people in this story are real. None of these events ever happened. This story is nothing more than words that came from my imagination. Any similarity to any real people, places, or events is purely coincidental.
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Dale was lying on his back on the sand on an isolated section of the beach that wasn't so crowded. He had been going in and out of the water all day. He was, at the moment, lying there with his eyes closed, lost in a daydream, when a shadow darkened his eyelids.
Opening his eyes, he saw a woman standing above him next to him.
"Hi," he said, wondering if she was about to try to sell him some cheap overpriced tourist trinket, or if maybe -- just maybe -- she was going to come on to him.
"Hi!" she said. "Can I sit on your face?"
"What?" Dale asked, his voice raising an octave or two as well.
"I'm doing a sex dare. Can I sit on your face? I promise I won't hurt you."
Dale looked her up and down, she was slender but with curves all in the right places, pretty face with blue eyes and long blonde hair that contrasted against her deep golden tan, and an almost-sheer white bikini that left little to the imagination.
"Yeah, sure," he answered, not knowing what else he could say to such an offer.
She stepped over his body, straddling his chest, facing his feet, and squatted.
For a moment, her tight bikini-clad ass hovered over his face. So close, he could see a few individual muff hairs sticking out from the crotch of her bikini bottom. Then her ass came down onto his face, covering his nose and mouth.
He hadn't really expected her to actually sit on his face, with her full weight. It felt like a padded anvil was crushing his skull. Fortunately, his head rested in the soft sand as her full weight bore down on his face.
He could feel his nose sticking into her ass crack, separated only by the thin cloth of her bikini; and he could feel her pussy mound pressing down against his lips through the cloth.
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