Not quite yet.

He twitched again in her hand, and he shook his head. “No. It just feels so good.“

"Amy says that guys jack off thinking about shooting their spunk all over girls, just like in porn videos. Is that what you think about?” Ellen’s continued rhythmically pumping up and down his shaft, well lubricated from the sticky precum oozing from the tip of his cock.

“Sometimes” he confessed He thought of spraying Ellen’s face, covering her in his thick, milky colored seed.

“So, would you like to come all over me?“ she asked, and then quickly added. "You can’t. Alright, hon? I don’t have anything to clean up with.“ Bryan glanced over at the sink and the back at Ellen, who had shifted her position, and was now kneeling before him, pumping his cock slowly.

“We’ll do whatever you want. This feels great” Bryan said even while the image of Ellen, her face and tits covered in his jizz locked in his mind. He twitched again in her hand, and she gripped him a bit tighter in her hand, increasing her pace.

Bryan groaned and slumped back against the wall. He moaned again when Ellen increased her rhythm once more. Her eyes were locked on his rigid cock, just a few inches from her angelic face. Bryan thought he might come soon if Ellen continued speeding the tempo of her hand on his cock. Ellen thought that she too could sense that Bryan was close to orgasm, despite her relative inexperience with boys. She slowed a bit not wanted him to come just yet, enjoying the power she had over him. Her pussy was wet from her arousal. Everything that Amy had told her was true.

His cock was red, and the thick veins on the sides throbbed and pulsated. The shiny purple head glistened, and impulsively she leaned forward, and flicked her tongue over it, lapping up some of the lubricant from the tip of Bryan’s cock. His cock jumped in her hand, and slapped against her cheek before she lifted up her head. He tasted salty, but not unpleasant. Ellen wasn’t sure if she was ready to swallow a full load of jizz yet. She’d never done it before. But she didn’t want Bryan coming all over her either, or did she? Taking his load in her mouth or having him unload his thick, sticky jizz all over her face kind of excited her. She couldn’t explain why, but it did.

Bryan’s cock began twitching again, more vigorously. Ellen began to quicken her pace, faster, and faster, not really knowing what she was going to do, but very excited and aroused by that prospect. Bryan gasped in ecstasy, knowing that the beautiful blonde coed he just met a short time ago was going to bring him to orgasm in less than a minute, and that he was going to come on her face or in her mouth. It was an absolute dream come true.

"Come!“ Ellen said in a low, throaty voice “Come on, baby! Come for me, I want you to come!" she urged. His cock gave another twitch, then jerked violently in her hand. A torrent of milky, white semen shot from his cock, splashing onto her tits, quickly followed by a second torrent that gushed over her face, spraying over her cheek and into her hair. Ellen continued pumping his phallus, lost in primitive passion, no longer concerned about how she’d clean up, lost in her sensations. Several more weaker spurts splattered her neck and chin, finally a thick, viscous drop dripped off the head of his cock and landed on Ellen’s nylon covered knee.

Bryan groaned loudly. Ellen was a sticky, cum covered mess. As he watched, Ellen opened her mouth and took his deflating cock in her mouth, licking and sucking it clean. She was enthusiastic and vigorous. The sounds of her licking tongue and sucking lips filled the small dorm room.

“You‘re a very bad person, Bryan" she said softly, laying her head on his knee.

Suddenly the doorknob turned, rattling loudly. Ellen sat upright, covering her chest with her arms, and Bryan stood up, and pulled his pants back up to his waist, and began to tuck in his shirt.

"Who’s in there?” a feminine voice asked. The knob rattled once more, and Ellen picked her bra up off the floor, and pulled it on. “Don’t worry, I locked it. Let’s just hope its not the R.A.” Ellen whispered. Bryan noticed that the tops of Ellen’s breasts were covered with his now smeared semen. Ellen rapidly hooked up her bra, and reached for her blouse. As she pulled it onto her arms, she ran a forefinger over her cleavage, and brought it up to her mouth. Her eyes met his, and she smiled subtly.

“Katie? Are you in there?“ the girl called from the hallway.

As Ellen stood, and slipped into her pumps, a drop of jizz dangled from Ellen’s chin, and then fell to the floor. Bringing a hand to her face she felt the thick, gooey spunk coating her nose and in her hairline. She grabbed the pillow from the bed, pulled off the case, and rubbed it over her face, cleaning it as best she could of Bryan’s seed. Stepping quietly over to the mirror above the sink, she looked at her reflection, and then back to Bryan. He stepped over to stand next to her, glancing back to the door, which had fallen suddenly silent. "How do I look?" she whispered as footsteps approached the door.

"You look fine, but you have some in your hair" he answered lowly, pointing to the smear of white goo caught in her flax colored hair. Looking back in the mirror, she rubbed her hairline frantically, and then turned back to Bryan.

"Better?" He nodded, and she tossed the pillow case over on the bed. Bryan could still see jizz in her hair, by her ear, and a glob dangling from the end of her hair above her shoulders. Three soft knocks fell on the door, and the two of them looked at each other, and back at the door. He thought about telling her, but he decided he liked to see a little evidence of his handiwork. He'd tell her later, before they ran into anybody else.

“We’ll leave as soon as who’s ever out there leaves, ok?” Ellen said looking down at the large dark spot on her knee, where Bryan’s spunk had landed minutes earlier. Ellen grabbed the pillowcase once more, and wiped her knee clean as best she could. Bryan nodded his agreement, and the two of them stood silently, waiting for the person on the other side of the door to leave. Ellen distractedly pulled open a dresser drawer, and peered inside while the girl on the other side of the door asked once more if Katie was in the room.