Let’s be honest, dear reader: few things feel as feral and divine as straddling your lover’s face and grinding your sweet, swollen self into total oral worship. But even though porn and erotica make face-sitting look effortless (and acrobatic), a lot of folks, especially vulva-havers, hesitate when it’s their time to take the throne.
“Is this too aggressive?”
“Do I weigh too much?”
“Is he really into this, or just pretending?”
“What do I even do up there?”
These thoughts sabotage what should be an unholy communion with tongue and clit. So, let’s fix that. Because learning how to ride his face is about way more than angles; it’s about confidence, consent, comfort, and reclaiming your right to be worshipped exactly the way you like it. Let’s lift the shame, crush the hesitation, and turn that self-conscious squirm into a confident sit.
First, let’s get something out of the way: if someone offers to go down on you with you perched on their face, they are probably very, very into it. A lot of people—especially people who love giving—dream of this.
Face-sitting isn’t just oral sex; it’s a fucking power fantasy. There's submission, domination, scent, pressure, intimacy, all rolled into one sweaty, slippery position. For the person on the bottom, it’s blissed-out helplessness. For the person on top? Full-on goddess energy.
So why does it feel awkward?
Blame the usual culprits: diet culture, porn myths, poor sex ed, and the idea that women's pleasure must always be delicate and dainty. There's a false belief that riding a face is, somehow, “too much.” Too intense. Too forward. Too big. That is total BS.
You’re not being “too much.” You’re owning space. You’re sitting on someone’s mouth like the royalty you are. And the sooner you drop the guilt and center your pleasure, the stronger (and wetter) that energy gets.
This is not a gymnastics class. You do not need core strength, acrobatic hips, or OnlyFans lighting. What you do need is comfort, communication, and the willingness to let go of being polite.
Let’s get into the wet details:
Before you straddle someone’s head, make sure they’re into it. Not just tolerating it—craving it.
The hottest face rides come with clear permission:
Hot, right? You’re asking and affirming that your pleasure matters.
If they light up, lean in, moan, or smile devilishly—you’re golden. Mutual desire is the ultimate lube.
One of the biggest rookie mistakes? Hovering like a nervous hoverboard.
Here’s the truth: They (we) want you to SIT. Like, really sit. Your thighs might tremble. You might feel heavy. But the entire point is for you to relax into being devoured. Think pressure, friction, delicious weight.
You can start by kneeling lightly on either side of their face… let them warm up with open-mouth kisses, slow licks, teasing. Then lower. Go slow. Let your full weight sink as you read their feedback.
Trust that if it’s too much, they will tap out, gasp, or give you a squeeze. Create a signal if you're nervous. But most lovers want you wild, not careful.
Once you’re planted, you’re the pilot. You can grind softly in circles. You can rock front to back. You can wiggle, press, or bounce just slightly to shift where their tongue hits.
This is your orgasm. Your tempo. Your rhythm. If they’re just lying there with a tongue out, take the wheel. Ride like you want to come on their tongue and ruin their afternoon.
Don’t be afraid to talk, either:
“Right there.”
“Don’t stop.”
“Tongue flat.”
“Suck it.”
“You’re mine.”
Use words like reins. Command your orgasm into being.
Face-sitting isn’t one-size-fits-all. If you’ve tried the classic squat and ended up with a sore back and dead legs, welcome—there are options.
Experiment until it feels effortless. Pleasure should never be a performance.
Real talk: Your pussy is fine. Your thighs? Divine. Your scent? Instantly addictive to the right lover. If you’ve showered in the last 12 hours, you’re good. If you haven’t and you’re sweaty from turned-on anticipation—still good. Just communicate. People who love face-sitting often crave that raw, primal closeness: the taste, the scent, the squirm. You are not “too much”—you are delicious. Get out of your head and into the ride.
There is nothing casual about face-sitting. It’s one of the boldest declarations of desire you can make: I want pleasure. I deserve it. I’m not apologizing for needing more tongue, more pressure, more worship, right now.
Face-sitting isn’t just foreplay; it’s a shift into clit-first authority. And when you ask for it, sit down, and ride—without shame or awkwardness—you unlock a whole new level of connection, confidence, and wet, wild release. So, dear reader, the next time someone offers you their mouth... don’t shrink. Sit like it’s your throne.