VENI, VIDI, VICI
She came, he saw, she conquered. All while sitting on his face.
So my boyfriend and I had just started to mess around back in high school and I was so new to everything that whatever he did made me feel amazing. It was almost embarrassing how turned on I got when we were going at it.
One day, past innocence and before losing my virginity, my boyfriend was tired of eating me out the vanilla way and wanted me to sit on his face. I was so excited to try it! As he lay down on his back on the bed, I worked my way up so that I was sitting on his face.
Needless to say, it was the best head of my life at the time. I loved every second of it, moaning and telling him how great he was at it. When I finally climaxed, I slowly opened my eyes and looked down to once again praise him for his great skills, but what I saw was less the face of a hero, and more of a victim. My boyfriend was drenched in me and gasping for air. I was in complete shock and I had no idea what to say. ‘Good job’ ran through my mind but I couldn’t even make out words. Obviously he couldn’t either — the boy could hardly breathe. I made out a slight chuckle and dismounted.
My boyfriend turned out to be an asshole in the next few months and I completely stopped talking to him. I haven’t seen him in years, but the little peace I have is knowing that no matter what he could boast about doing to me, I can still win any argument with, “I came on your face.”
