It’s my birthday today and so far, I’ve gotten just about everything I could’ve asked for. Multiple orgasms? Check. Some sensual skin care products? Double Check. Verbalizing a freak ass fantasy involving a ticklish, slutty switch with sizeable mitts? No such luck. YET. As I blow out the candles on my birthday cupcakes tonight, I’ll be wishing for a sensual facesitting birthday fantasy as the cherry on top of my birthday spectacular this year.

Disarming Him…

Now that I’ve established the who, it’s time to give this roleplay legs. And his are quite long, as well as powerful. Do I ply him with a drink to gain a slight physical edge? He is a bit of a giggle box when he’s properly lit. I take his coat, trading it for two fingers of whiskey on the rocks before offering him a seat across from me so I can watch as his cheeks flush with each sip. Before long he’s slightly tipsy, head in my lap, chuckling at some silly pun. I ask him if he’d like to play a little game and he agrees enthusiastically. Phase 1 of Facesitting Operation: Face Cozy is a SUCCESS.

Facesitting Operation: Face Cozy Phase 2

Playfully, I chide him. ‘You just couldn’t wait to get naked for me. Huh, slut?’ This elicits several giggles from him as I lie him down on the plush rug of the hotel suite we’re occupying for the night. I have him place his hands, stacked flat with one atop the other, underneath himself in the hollow of his back. Standing over him, high heeled feet on either side of his bare hips, our eyes meet. Mine watch his, as they follow my hands underneath my dress before widening slightly, as they continue following my panties down my legs as I slide them off. Stepping out of them carefully, I walk the length of his long body, only stopping when my feet are on either side of his head. Phase 2 is deemed a SUCCESS when his gaze is fixed upon where my panties used to be, and his giggles turn husky.

Paths Diverge for Phase 3

From this point, I have three clear options on how next to proceed. Option #1: In true switch fashion, we engage in an intense bout of soixant-neuf. Wherein, I worship his cock at the same time as he’s worshipping my pussy. Only stopping when we both tap out.  Option #2: With his head securely underneath my dress, I use my freshly manicured nails to trace and tickle his chest, torso, and inner thighs. Stifling his laughter with my exposed ass, thighs, and pussy. Only stopping when his peals of laughter turn to desperate pleas for relief. And finally: Option #3: Objectification. Using his face as a replacement for my Sybian saddle. Only permitting him to use his prodigious metacarpi as instruments of worship while in oral service to me.

I can always choose all three options. I mean, it is my birthday. However, I’m really curious to know which route you’d choose for me, dear reader? Leave me a PG-13 comment or take advantage of my MOTM status.  I’m not opposed to switching places and being at your mercy. Especially, if that’s how you envision my facesitting birthday fantasy playing out for you. For more ideas on how to please me on my special day, tune in to FemDom Fridays tonight at 9pm EST.

Until then and in the meantime,

Yours Indulgently,

Goddess Meshelle ✨