Tell Me Your Fantasies
by BC Ted

We were lying peacefully in bed, having just had good vanilla sex.  I
was on my back, while you were snuggled against me, along my right
hand side, resting your head on my shoulder.

"That was nice," you sighed.

"Oh, yes, it certainly was." I responded.

"Tell me your fantasies," you quietly asked.

I glanced over in your direction. "What?"

"I want to know your fantasies... your sexual fantasies.  I mean
details.  I know your basic ones, face sitting, spanking, being tied
down.  I want to know specifics.  When you're sitting there, and you
look at me, and you get hard, what exactly are you thinking about?"

"Oh boy.  What brought this on?"

"I just want to know.  Maybe I'll think about trying them some time,
but if I don't know what they are, how can I?"

"Hmmmmmmm, well, okay, if you're sure you want to know."  I knew from
past experience that you were not interested in most of the things
that turned me on.  Luckily, my fantasies and desires didn't interrupt
the good relationship we had.  "Ohhh kay," I breathed.  "Where to
begin."

"Start with your best fantasy... the one that always gets you hard the
quickest," you suggested while casually resting your hand on my
crotch.

"Okay," I replied, "I guess that would be _smothering_."  As I
said it, my cock gave a little jump, which I'm sure you noticed.
"It's not just face sitting," I continued, "but just smothering in
general.  For example, I can think of three ways you could smother
me.  First, it could be as simple as putting your hand over my mouth,
or even taping it shut.  Then you could pinch my nose shut and I
wouldn't be able to breathe."  Even with a recent orgasm, my cock was
slowly starting to harden while I talked about it.  "You could sit
astride my chest and put your hand over my mouth, or you could come up
from behind me and reach around.  The important thing would be that
_you_ would be in control of my breathing.  I could turn my head
and probably get a few quick breaths, but you could quickly cover my
mouth again.  On the net, they call this 'HOM' or 'Hand Over Mouth'
smothering, and it's not too uncommon."

"Mmmm hmmmm," you murmered, giving my cock a gentle squeeze as it
hardened some more.  "Go on."

"Another way you could smother me would be with your breasts.  In
fact, you could do it two different ways.  First, you could pull my
head inbetween your breasts, pressing my face tightly against your
chest.  Or, you could press one of your breasts directly against my
mouth and nose, and the softness of it would cut off my air very
effectively.  You could wrap your arm around the back of my head and
pull it tightly against you, and I wouldn't be able to get away."

"I see," you said, "and the third way?"

"Well, then we'd be back to face sitting," I continued.  "Again, you
could do it a couple of different ways.  They call it 'forward' or
'reverse' style face sitting.  For example, the last time you let me
lick you, you did what would be called a 'forward face sit'.  You
moved up on my body until your pussy was right in my face, but you
were still facing my head.  You might have noticed that I could tilt
my head back and get some air in my nose while I licked you.  Ideally,
you would hold my head tightly between your thighs so I couldn't turn
it sideways or lean it back.  Then you would rub your pussy up and
down on my face, over my nose, eyes, mouth, everywhere.  Maybe you
would even taunt me, maybe pushing my nose up inside your pussy and
commanding me to 'lick or die', then sitting there for several seconds
while I struggle to get away.  Of course, I wouldn't be able to."

"Of course.  You wouldn't really _want_ to, would you?"

"Not really, no."  I was pretty hard now, and you started sliding your
hand up and down on my crotch.  Not really jacking me off, but more
just rubbing, feeling my hardness.  "Finally, you could sit on my face
the other way."

"The other way, how?" you asked.

"Backwards.  A 'reverse face sit'.  You would be facing my feet and
putting your ass on my face.  You would hold my head still with your
feet, with a knee on either side of my chest.  Then you would slowly
lower your ass onto my face.  Your pussy would land on my mouth, but
you could keep me from licking by wearing your panties.  My nose would
slip into the crack of your ass and be forced closed by your ass
cheeks.  When you wanted me to breathe, you could lean back a bit,
exposing my mouth, but when you wanted me to smother -- hopefully
quite a bit -- you would press down forcefully against my mouth and
nose."

"And that's it?  That's all you fantasize about?  Nothing else?"

"Well, of course there's more, but that's enough for tonight."

This text is Copyright (c) 1998 by BC Ted.  All rights are reserved.
