All over her face (Sarah's sadistic scheme)

Sarah jerked Tom off as she thought, her tongue idly caressing around his tip as ideas whirled around her head. When she had started her dare she had only planned to embarrass Matt in the moment by sucking Tom's cock, but now she realized that how the dare finished could be just as humiliating. Tom was about to spray a hot, sticky, mark of conquest all over her, putting a big, white, exclamation point at the end of her dare.

It was just up to her where that mark should go.

Wherever he came would be painful for Matt, but Sarah could think of a few places that would really rub salt in the wound. Painting her titties was always hot, and her wearing a new set of pearls around her neck would certainly injure Matt, but it was a little lacking in striking imagery for Sarah's taste. No, there was only one place where Tom could finish that would scar Matt for life.

Fortunately for her Tom's big artillery piece was already pointed directly where she wanted it.

Smiling up at him, with his cock still resting on her outstretched tongue, she began to pump her hands even faster up and down his thick shaft. Precum oozed out of his swollen tip, pouring on to her tongue and mixing with her drool already there. The salty taste was like an aphrodisiac to her, it's flavor being so associated in her mind with the prelude to sex that her pussy dampened at just a sip.

"Ah, fuck. You're such a tricky bitch," Tom groaned at the intense pressure.

"You have no idea," Sarah thought, already imagining Matt's face once she played her worst trick on him.

Her hands sped even faster on Tom's shaft, pumping it like she was churning butter. Deep groans and grunts were her reward, animalistic sounds that made her even more eager to take his seed. Like wielding a paintbrush, she swirled and smeared her spit and his own precum over and around the tip of his cock. When she could, she brought her hands up high enough on his dick to spread the slick mixture along his whole length, making his fat cock glisten.

She knew Tom well enough to know when he was about to cum. From the grimace on his face, to the tightening of his strong hand on the back of her red haired head, to the way his thick cock bucked in her grasp like it was trying to break free. It was obvious to her what was cumming next.

In the final few seconds she had before her crowning moment, she aimed Tom's cock up a little, pointing his helmet square on to her pretty face. The fat tip of his cock was nearly touching the tip of her button nose, a bulbous man presenting himself to a slender lady. After that, all she could do was brace for impact, screwing shut her eyes and puckering up her lips for the inevitable deluge.

She didn't have to await the impact for long.

With one almighty grunt of satisfaction Tom let the flood gates open. The huge cock in her hands bucked like a shotgun as Tom's load surged down it, the first rope spraying on to her face with such **** that it nearly pushed her head backwards.

Despite having her eyes closed, she could feel exactly where it had landed. A long line of sticky heat ran from her right cheek, across her perfectly sculpted nose, over one delicately shut eye, and all the way to her left temple, presumably staining one of her red eyebrows white where it crossed it. That first tally mark of Tom's pleasure wasn't alone for long. Soft hands still stroked his shaft, quickly coaxing out even more cum.

One powerful throb of his cock followed another, as those heavy balls that she had played with earlier emptied all over her face. Rope after rope of thick cum burst forth from his cockhead, painting her whole face white as she happily jerked him off.

One landed nearly straight up the middle of her face, over the bridge of her nose and up to her forehead. Another veered off to her cheek, splattering far enough that some landed on the tip of her ear.

A third landed across her pouty lips, like a finger to shush the moans that she hadn't even realized she had been making. It took a conscious effort on her part to not stick her tongue out and lap that hot seed up, like trying not to lick your lips after eating a sugary donut. She had to remind herself that she wanted to show Matt a complete picture.

After that, Sarah stopped keeping count. Tom was doing his usual trick of cumming like a whole firing squad of men, and Sarah was too distracted and too horny to keep track of every last drop he shot on to her. For what felt like minutes, Sarah pleasured his hard rod, accepting his hot load on to her pretty face like Tom had paid for her by the hour.

Finally, Tom's endless reservoirs of cum seemed to dry up. He hissed through his teeth as Sarah wrung out his last few drops, the very last of his load splattering down on to her chin like dripping candle wax. There was silence in the room after that, save for Tom and her own's labored breathing.
She tried to open her eyes, but found that she could only open one, the other being practically glued shut. That alone made her smile as she realized just how thickly Tom must have applied her new makeup. Through her one good eye she looked up at him and smiled, even blowing him a kiss form under her mask of cum as a thank you.

"God, you're one crazy slut," he laughed, grabbing his now limp cock and forcing it back into his pants, in accordance with the rest of his dare.

Once he swaggered away Sarah just sat there for a moment, basking in the feeling of her warm facial, and the feeling of Matt trembling behind her. She hadn't even shown him her new look yet, and he was already shaking like a leaf, even as his tiny little boner poked her in the ass. It was all she could do to keep from giggling as her own excitement built inside her.

Slowly, she turned to face, pivoting in his lap to unveil her freshly painted face. Obviously, she couldn't see herself, but she could see the reaction on Matt's face. His jaw dropped, his lip trembled, his eyes went wide and teary. His beautiful crush was now the living image of a cumslut. Sarah let him soak it in for a moment in silence, just smiling, looking at him through one eye as cum trickled slowly down her face.

When a droplet spilled from her chin on to her buxom chest, she finally broke the silence to speak. "See? Isn't this much better?" She asked, her voice still sounding cheery even though her face looked so slutty. Technically, she was just commenting on how much better it was now that Tom's cock was away, but really she was asking him if he had accepted his weak, inferior, position yet.

He didn't reply, instead just staring at her in complete shock. It was like she had broken that dorky brain of his. Once she was satisfied the image of her covered in another man's cum was burnt into his brain, she began to stand up, only to stop when she remembered Nicole's earlier dare for her.

"Can I get one of those "temporary reprieves" you mentioned earlier, Nicole? I think I might have something on my face," She asked, turning her head to face her and getting a strand of red stuck to her face for her trouble.

Nicole looked almost as shocked as Matt did, her blonde eyebrows were sky high and her eyes were wide behind her nerdy glasses. "Oh, yes, of course," she murmured weakly, blinking in surprise as she looked at just how much cum covered Sarah's face.

"Thanks, honey," Sarah replied, beaming a smile at her through the cum on her lips.

Without another word from anyone, Sarah got to her feet and headed towards the bathroom. She knew everyone was staring at her, but her peripheral vision was so cut down by the cum over one eye that she had to keep her eyes forward just to make sure she didn't trip. Still, when she was about to leave, she spared one final glance backward.

Poor Matt was still completely shell-shocked as she reached the door, staring into the space where she had been as if she was still there. His complete breakdown almost made her feel bad. Almost. "I took it on the chin, so should he," Sarah thought with a shrug and a private smile to herself, before leaving for the toilet.

The wooden door to the bathroom opened and closed quickly behind her, as she eagerly put something between herself and the others to muffle her laughter that she knew was coming. One hand reached out for the light switch on the wall, flicking it on and bathing the room in clean, white light. The sudden sight of her reflection in the bathroom mirror opposite nearly made her jump.

Tom had really done a number on her this time, covering her in so much cum that she had scarcely recognized herself for a second. A white mask covered the majority of her face, to varying degrees of thickness. One eye was welded shut with cum, her cute nose was crisscrossed with ropes of the stuff, and her kissable lips were nearly sown shut by zigzag strands.

No wonder Matt had been so shocked. She really did look like a total cumslut. **** down her laughter at the thought of him having to see his "beloved" girl like this, she turned on the tap and began to run a bowl of hot water.

"Hopefully, that will be him finished," she thought, as she began to scrub the cum from her face. The humiliation he had just endured would have been more than most men could bare, and she would not have been surprised if he had left completely by the time she came back. For the next couple of minutes, Sarah mused on whether or not she would ever see Matt again, whilst she finished cleaning her face.

By the time she was done she had scrubbed most of her makeup off too, but she didn't care. She knew she was still pretty, and she also suspected the game might have been over completely by the time she got back. If {bf] left, then maybe John and Nicole would have gone with him, and she would finally have Tom and Miranda to herself, just like she wanted.

With those positive thoughts in mind, she practically skipped back down the hall to the living room. Throwing the door open, she was disappointed to see that not only had John and Nicole not left, Matt was still there too. He was sunk down into his seat with his shoulders hunched to his ears, and Nicole had obviously been whispering some words of consolation to him, but he had not yet left.

"Ah, that's better," Sarah said, turning her sigh of disappointment into one of relief. Walking back to her seat, she gave Matt a smile, one that only grew when he looked up quickly at her and looked away. Based on the way his face soured and his brow furrowed, she assumed that he was still picturing her covered in cum. Hopefully, that would be all he could see her as from then on, and soon that shame would push him to leave.

Sitting down next to him, one hand on his shoulder to fulfill her dare, Sarah turned to face the rest of the room. John and Nicole were scowling at her, obviously not appreciative of how she had hurt their friend, even though John had been willing to take her for himself moments earlier. Miranda gave her a funny look, whilst Tom paid her no mind. One big paw of his was already in the hat, oblivious or apathetic to the tension in the room as he made to draw a name of his own.

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