In your mouth

"Please, I want to taste it" you say as you bite your lip. He looks into your eyes, asking "Are you sure?" and you nod in response.

He continues to pump into you, more and more quickly, until he cant take it anymore. His arms and legs tense up, holding back his orgasm, as he pulls out of you. Even though you sit up fast, you aren't fast enough, and the first few ropes escape onto your face. You quickly take his erupting cock into your mouth and stroke it, feeling each pulse fill your throat with cream.

He holds your head in place as you swirl your tongue around his head, roaring as he fills your mouth. A little leaks out around his shaft, dripping down your chin. As he stops spasming, you swallow around him, giving him one final stroke to empty him out. His balls look lighter as he pulls back, and his cock is already softening.

"Holy fuck," he said. "Let me get you a towel." He rummages around in the closet, finding some random old shirt, and tosses it to you. You wipe your face down, sticky cum smearing over the fabric. "I NEED your number" he says, handing you his phone. Without even thinking you type your digits, putting a peach emoji next to your name.

You get up, kiss him one last time, and start to get dressed. This felt like the start of a new relationship.