Bad Days Always Get Better With Facesitting

The day had just started off badly.

First, her alarm had failed to wake her and Catty wasn’t sure if she’d set it incorrectly or simply slept right through it. Either way, she’d woken up about five minutes before she was supposed to be at work. Eyes still groggy and unhappy about opening, she got up and stumbled to the shower, stubbing her toe on the door jam as she went by.

 

She was more awake, but no happier when she emerged from the shower ten minutes later, all scrubbed pink and tingling. The shower had awakened her alright, and now Catty was feeling alert – and horny. Unfortunately, her boyfriend of two years had recently moved out, so there was no one to take her urges out on. There was no time anyway, even if his hard cock was still waiting in bed for her. She was late and she was going to get yelled at. Oh well, might as well not make it worse on herself. She grabbed the phone and quickly dialed the number to the office. “This is Catty Heaven,” she informed the receptionist that answered. “My power blinked last night,” she lied, “so my alarm didn’t wake me. I’m up now and will be there as soon as possible.”

 

When she got to her car, it wouldn’t start. The battery was fried and she hadn’t had the money to replace it. Fortunately, her neighbor was outside and gave her a jump, but by the time Catty was on the road she was feeling very frustrated and tense.

 

Rush hour traffic was a nightmare – worse than it usually was when she came this way an hour earlier every day. Today everyone was moving along in fits and starts and Catty could feel her own personal version of road rage building up toward one motorist who seemed to contribute much more than his share to the clusterfuck traffic situation. Fortunately, he removed himself at the next exit and she yelled after him, “have a wonderful day, asshole!” even though she knew he wouldn’t hear her. At least it helped her feel a little better.

 

Fortunately, no one seemed to notice how late Catty was when she walked in. Unfortunately, they didn’t notice because they were all in a panic about the latest business deal. Several million dollars was about to go down the drain because part of the contract had not been written up correctly. The mistake was not Catty’s, but it was up to her to make sure it didn’t all fall apart, which at this stage of the game meant doing some major ass kissing. Catty HATED having to kiss ass, even if it was just business as usual when you worked as a high powered ad executive. “This day is just getting better and better,” she grumbled to herself.

 

Catty spent the rest of her work day cleaning up the mess and by the time it was all sorted out and the clients were happy, she was mentally exhausted. She decided that the first moment she could get away in the evening, she was going to head straight to the corporate gym and work out. She knew that weight training would not work out all of the stress she was feeling, but at least it would be a start.

 

Catty worked hard on her body and she was proud of it. She was solid as a rock, toned and strong. She liked the way her body felt when she moved. She often imagined herself as a panther, just gliding through life with muscles of steel. She was always the strong one in her relationships too. She liked men who knew how to be a take charge gentleman when they went out dating in public, but who wanted a dominating woman at home.

 

Her last man had been just about perfect and their sex life had been wild and intense. He was a big fan of ass worship and she had loved their facesitting sessions. She would straddle his face with her knees and sit on him, nearly smothering him at times, while he licked her cunt into an orgasmic frenzy. Sometimes he would refuse to comply but she always knew he was just joking. She played along though, wrestling him into submission until his face was exactly where she wanted it. Sometimes she would yank his cock hard enough to hurt while he licked her wetness and the sound of him moaning in discomfort maximized her pleasure.

 

Unfortunately, it was over. He found himself some submissive little fluff of a woman and decided he was in love and next thing Catty knew, he’d packed and moved out. She knew it was only a matter of time until he was completely bored in his new life, but she also knew she’d never let him come back. A man only treated her like this once. But she sure did miss how great the sex had been. Her body ached for release.

 

It was after eight pm when she finally made it downstairs to the corporate gym. She used her private code to open the door and was unsurprised when it appeared as if she had the whole place to herself. Most people in the building had gone home hours ago. She often found herself completely alone in the gym at night, and most of the time she preferred it that way. When she was working out, the last thing she wanted was conversation.

 

When she came out of the locker room in her tight fitting work out shorts and tank top, she realized she was not alone. Over in the free weights area, she saw a man doing chest curls. She didn’t recognize him though and briefly wondered who he was. She shook the wondering away and headed for the machines.

 

She started working her lats first. Her back was the main place she carried her tension and working those muscles relieved an amazing amount of discomfort right from the start. As she pulled the bar down, she focused on the feeling of her muscles rippling with the effort. She was so focused, she didn’t notice that the man had stopped his work out to watch her.

 

When her back was feeling properly worked, she moved to the chest press machine. She always liked the way her breasts thrust out a bit when she worked the muscles behind them. She was halfway through her second set of ten when she finally noticed that the man was watching her and when she glanced in his direction, she saw that his eyes were riveted to her chest. It simultaneously amused her and annoyed her that he was staring so blatantly.

 

Next, Catty moved to the abductor machine and began working hard on her inner thigh muscles. When she relaxed between reps, the machine held her legs wide apart, causing her tight shorts to rub against her pussy in a delightfully pleasant way. It reminded her of just how long it had been since she’d had some proper physical attention. She glanced at her gym mate again and saw that now he was focused on her thighs and crotch and she noted with some amusement that he looked like he was about to drool.

 

She could no longer resist saying something, “Didn’t anyone ever teach you that it’s not polite to stare?” Catty asked him. She smiled inwardly when she saw him flush a bit.

 

“I’m sorry,” he managed to say.

 

“So who are you anyway,” Catty asked him.

 

“I work out of the Denver office,” he explained. “I work in IT and I’m here to update a bunch of the computer software.”

 

“Oh, a geek, huh?” Catty replied, with some amusement.

 

“Yeah, I suppose you could say that,” he chuckled nervously.

 

“Well, if you’re really from out of town, then you must be looking for some fun,” she said, an idea sparking in her mind.

 

“I’m not sure what you mean,” he said.

 

“Well, you could come over here and get a closer look if you’re interested. That might be a nice beginning, don’t you think?”

 

The man sat for a few moments and Catty thought that he wasn’t going to go for it, but suddenly he was up and striding over to her. She noted with appreciation that he was handsome and well built. Solid. This could be fun.

 

“How close a look do you have in mind?” he asked with some bravado.

 

She stood up from the machine she was on and walked over to him. “How about we wrestle and if you pin me, it’s your choice. But,” she added, a slight warning in her voice, “if I pin you, it’s MY choice.”

 

“Agreed,” he chuckled, looking like he had serious doubts about her ability.

 

His tone made her even more determined. This man was going to get the feel of some serious facesitting if she had her way about it!

 

At first, it seemed as if she had met her match. He was strong and solid and she couldn’t seem to get him off his balance. She started to wonder if any sitting on face action would be happening tonight after all. But she also knew how much she needed a proper facesitting session and she was determined to have it! Renewing her determination, she threw herself into her work and happily felt him become more unbalanced. Finally she got him down on the ground and after a few more challenging moments, she succeeded in pinning him. She immediately clamped her thighs on either side of his head and sat on his face, his mouth and nose pressed right against her crotch. “Is this a close enough look for you?” she asked.

 

His voice was muffled and she could feel his hot breath against her pussy when he said, “not quite!”

 

She smiled. That was exactly what she wanted to hear. Her cunt throbbed and moistened and she got up from her facesitting position. Looking down at the man, who continued to lie where she’d pinned him, she said, “I can make it even closer, but your tongue better be ready for a work out because it’s going to get one!” When the stranger responded with a grin and a nod, Catty smiled back and began to strip.