Married women

You groan, erupting on Carrie's face, spewing forth your semen like a broken fire hydrant. Carrie dutifully continues stroking you through your orgasm, milking out every last drop of your load. The experience has left you spent, and you quickly go to sit down on the bed before your legs collapse from underneath you.

No respite for you, however, as Carrie bounds up onto the bed after you, smiling in triumph after the admission of your fantasy. Your load is especially large tonight, and you know if Carrie doesn't clean off your jizz soon, it'll dry and crust in an uncomfortable manner. Carrie, however, looks completely carefree about her messy face and, in fact, seems to enjoy it in the way that she enjoys all kinky acts with you. Peering into your eyes, she begins to pepper you with questions.

"God, that's a hot fantasy. What brought about it, if I may ask?"

"Well, I've always had a power fantasy, you know?" Carrie nods in agreement, clearly she has had some power fantasies of her own. "And to me, there's just...a lot of power in fucking a married women. Or even any women with a serious boyfriend. Knowing that she's made a commitment to someone else but risks it all just to fuck me...It just seems like I would feel like a king."

At this point Carrie has begun scooping the excess cum off her face, two fingers at a time like she's eating peanut butter straight out of the jar. Every time she gets a taste she closes her eyes for just a moment, savoring the moment as if trying to commit the taste to long term memory.

"Too bad it's irrelevant, honey." You say as you get and head to the bathroom to get Carrie a towel to get the last of the cum cleaned off her face. "Don't worry, I know it's just a fantasy. I would never cheat on you, ever."

In an instant Carrie pounces to your side, taking your arm and spinning you around in a surprisingly forceful manner. She places a hand on each of your shoulders, with an intent gaze that is completely at odds with the small streaks of cum that litter her face.

"Hey. First off, there's no such thing as a stupid fantasy, alright? Even if I wasn't into it, which I totally am by the way, discussing fantasies and being comfortable with those conversations is necessary for a good sex life. If a couple can't be honest in the bedroom, then they can't be honest outside of the bedroom, which will inevitably lead to a breakup. I don't want that to happen to us, so please, always be honest with me when it comes to sex."

"Understood." You say solemnly. That is the most serious you have ever seen Carrie in your three short months of dating, so you make sure to take her advice to heart. After all, she is the best girl you have ever dated, so you should definitely listen to her.

Upon your affirmation of her advice, Carrie's smile returns, glowing and looking absolutely divine, especially with the remains of your ejaculate on her face. She looks beautiful, and you wish you had a picture to remember what you know will be a momentous crossroads in your relationship. Thinking back on what Carrie just said, you decide to voice your thoughts.

"One second, you look so gorgeous and sexy right now. I want a picture of you to remember this moment forever."

The look in her eyes of pure adoration confirms your suspicions, and you quickly grab your phone, and take a picture of her face. Throwing caution to the wind, you quickly navigate through your settings and set it as the picture for her in your contacts, ensuring that every time she calls, you'll see her cummy face smiling at you.

"So." Carrie says. "I know why you want to fuck married women, but I need more details. Who do you want to fuck? How do you want to fuck them?" As she's saying this, she starts to slowly stroke your cock, which had begun to harden again after your last orgasm. In response, you take your hand and bring to her clit, slowly teasing it to get her revved up as well. You want the two of you as horny as possible for the brainstorming session.