Morgan asked for it on her face.

Morgan giggled. “Good,” she said. “Then come. Come all over my face and send me home smelling like you!”

Panting and pulsing, legs flexing around her, Chris erupted. Hot semen jumped from his dick in thick ropes and splattered across her face. It spread on contact, leaving long webs of semen in tendrils across her face and hair. Morgan laughed and smiled, her body breaking out in goosebumps as he caked her in cum. She had her own small orgasm that **** her mouth open and allowed her to catch some of his seed across her nimble tongue.

Chris, meanwhile, groaned breathlessly through his orgasm. He covered Morgan from the neck up. Rivulets of semen dribbled from her chin and onto her blouse, ruining it, but Morgan hardly noticed or cared. Opening her mouth, she sucked him in and stroked him, milking him of the last of his sperm before releasing him with a wet pop. Afterward, she showed him what was in her mouth before swallowing with a wink, her pretty face thick with the cum she collected there. Kissing his crown, she purred, “That was a good one.” Caressing his thigh, she added, “But, all of yours are good, Chris.”

Chris’ dick twitched under her praise, spent but willing to continue on anyway. Morgan, still holding him, scooped cum from her cheek and ate it.

“And I am a mess,” she said. She giggled and looked at him. “I probably should have taken my shirt off, huh?” Giving a half-hearted sigh, she shook her head. “You would have liked it too, huh?” Chris nodded vigorously and Morgan shrugged. “Wasted opportunity, but at least we know for next time.” Standing, she giggled as Chris eyed her wet panties which clung to the form of her vulva. He was still partially erect, good enough to enter her at least, and Morgan truly thought about stripping naked and mounting him but decided against it. Instead, she fetched her towel and toweled him off. “I’ve got to go rinse my face. Can you have the room ready by the time I get back?”

“O-of course!”

Morgan smiled and blew him a kiss. “Good boy,” she said, and she winked before sauntering out of the classroom.

On her way down the hall to the teacher’s lounge, Morgan took note of how giddy she felt, and after washing her face, she took the time to try and scrub his semen out of her blouse. Staring in the mirror, she breathed deeply, realizing how thick Chris’ scent is and how it seemed to linger on her skin. It stuck in her brain, too, and confused all of her feelings. Her attraction to him had evolved quickly and, even in her infatuation, she could see the danger in her growing affection for Chris and his long, hard dick.

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This is the end of Vol. 1. Vol. 2 is in the works. I am about three chapters or so in, but other stories are my priority right now. Until then, please support my stories on Patreon!(https://www.patreon.com/KotoC) There are early updates for patrons and previews of coming works.

Thanks for reading and happy fapping!

-KotoC.