Beware the Nice Ones

Hearing that Kurt was approaching his own climax, Victoria brought her mouth to his ear, gasping out words breathlessly, saying, “P-pull out!”

Kurt kept thrusting, his thick cock sliding in and out of her slick, wet hole, either too distracted by the tight, warm folds enveloping his dick, or just unable to hear her soft, choked words over the sounds of her orgasming wetness being plunged with his cock, their skin still slapping off the others to a steady beat.

Swallowing hard, she gathered up her voice and gasped the words, “Pull out!”, this time a little louder and more demanding.

His cock did not pull out of her pussy, but Kurt did begin to slow his humping, his arms slowing too, no longer pulling her towards him as he drove into her as her words sank into his brain. He had clearly been preparing to cum inside her when her voice broke the spell. A sad, guilty realisation dawned on him as he eased down the tempo.

“Shit, sorry, Vic, I should have worn a condom,” He said, thinking that she was worried about getting pregnant. After all, it had been a concern for her and Gavin. “I totally forgot in the rush.”

“No, no,” She cooed in his ear, stroking his hair gently. “I just want you to cum on my face again.”

That made Kurt stop, blinking as he felt her legs part from behind her back. He felt more of her weight in his hands as he held her buttocks, instinctively lowering her body until her bare feet touched the carpet and then watching her sink to her knees on the ground, positioning her sweet, innocent face before his throbbing, fat cock. She stared up at him with angelic green eyes and a calm pleasant smile, waiting patiently for him to paint her face with his seed.

“You want…me to cum on your face…again?” Kurt stammered, completely caught off guard.

“Yes, I actually quite liked the feeling on it on my face in the car. I never imagined it would feel so sexy to be marked by a man like that,” Victoria purred, wide green eyes glued to his cock, sticking out her tongue to catch a drop of precum that fell from the tip. “Don’t you want to see me like that again?”

“Fuck yes,” Kurt said, dropping a hand to his cock and jacking it right in front of her. “I’m just surprised. I never imagined you were like this.”

“You have no idea what I’m like, but you should know, it’s the good girls you have to look out for. Everyone always sees the bad girls coming when they should be keeping an eye on the sweet and innocent ones,” Victoria giggled cutely, watching avidly as Kurt pumped his cock for her, drawing out his load.

“Well, I look forward to finding out what you’re like,” Kurt grunted, feeling his seed rising from his balls. “That is…if this isn’t just a one-night kind of thing. Which I’d be completely fine with it is…”

“I hear this stuff is pretty good for the skin,” Victoria interjected, her voice sounding naïve but erotically loaded. “I might have to make this part of my nightly regiment.”

“Ooh, fuck,” Kurt sighed, the idea of unloading on Victoria’s face every night sending him over the edge. With a loud, bestial grunt, and couple more strokes of his cock, his head expanded, opening as the first rope of cum shot out, landing in a long white streak along the blonde’s pretty face.

The next shot splashed against her nose and then her eye, Victoria moaning as she felt the hot, sticky liquid seep into her pores. More ropes of cum fired out of his cockhead, coating her cheek, down to her chin, cum dripping from her dimples and jaw, landing in droplets and splotches upon her large, bare, heaving chest. And yet more of his load erupted, despite the fact he’d cum very recently in the car, shooting his seed all over her face then as well.

After what seemed like hours rather than minutes, Kurt’s climax subsided, his cock softening as the last of his load dribbled out. The tall teen moved closer to allow it to land on her skin, congealing with the rest of his seed, her face a mask of gooey white. He felt a rush of heat through his body as he looked down at her and took in the sight of her face coated, and felt his half soft cock flinch, wanting to get hard again.

“Mhmm, that was a lot,” Victoria praised him as she wiped her face, just enough so that she could at least open her eyes. “You must have been really excited by the idea of doing this every night.”

“Whatever you want,” Kurt said, taking a seat on the edge of the bed as he caught his breath. “After the day you’ve had, you deserve whatever you want.”

“Don’t tell me that. My mind is going wild with wishes now,” she giggled as she stood. “For now, though, my only wish is to get a shower. I think you got some of this stuff in my hair.”

Kurt nodded, pointing to a strand of her hair covered in her pearly white seed. She ran a hand through her head, cringing as it came out slick with his load, leaving him chuckling as she disappeared into the bathroom. Without her and without their fucking, the room seemed strangely quiet. He flopped back on the bed, staring up at the ceiling, exhausted after such a long day. He could almost sleep right there on the edge of the bed…

Except his bladder had other ideas. The need to pee was rising up and threatening to burst out of his softened cock if he didn’t relieve himself urgently. Rolling his head to one side, he looked at the ensuite door and listened. The shower wasn’t running yet. Maybe he could get in and urinate before she got started. So, jumping up, he dashed over to the bathroom door, knocking as he tried the handle, finding it unlocked and opening as he applied just a little pressure.

Inside, Victoria was standing in front of the mirror, face still covered in his cum, the beautiful blonde once again posing for the camera as she took a selfie of Kurt’s cum layering her face. It was hot, and totally photogenic, but she couldn’t pass this one off as an accident. She was deliberately taking pictures of herself with cum on her face.

“What’s going on?” Kurt asked seriously.

“Nothing,” Victoria replied stiffly, setting the phone screen side down on the counter. “Just getting in the shower. Did you come to watch?”

“No, I came to pee,” Kurt said, expecting her to leave.

“Then pee, or watch,” Victoria shot him a daring smile over her shoulder as she reached in to the shower and turned the valve, giving Kurt a clear and perfect view of her hot, round rump. The sight, just like her face, making his cock lurch.

Turning his head away from her, he stepped up to the toilet bowl, aiming his cock as he relaxed and allow the stream of urine to gush from the tip of his penis, the frothy liquid splashing loudly against the water in the bowl. Behind him, he heard the shower start, water raining down on the ceramic basin. Despite himself, he shot a glance over his shoulder and saw Victoria standing beneath the cascading water, completely in the open. She smiled cockily when she saw him look, knowing that he wouldn’t be able to resist.

As his bladder emptied, he dried his tip and flushed the paper and his urine before moving to wash his hands. He looked up in the mirror only to realise that he could see right behind him into the shower, Victoria’s face smiling back at him, knowing that the reflection would show her dripping wet body as she rubbed her hands all over, cleaning herself of all the sweat and dirt and cum of the day. He felt his cock harden again, as her hands ran over her tits, squeezing them and pressing the large globes together, creating some enticing cleavage that he would just love to shove his cock between.

Kurt’s eyes fell down from the mirror, looking to Victoria’s phone beside the sink. Something about the pictures she was taking of herself made him feel uneasy. But, he’d felt that way ever since he picked her up outside Shawn’s apartment. He’d expected to have to rush in and fight Shawn for her freedom, but in the end, she had been completely unharmed and even…happy? Nothing made sense, but Victoria was adamant that nothing had happened.

The sound of the shower stopping made him look up again, this time watching Victoria step out, face clean and her body glistening with droplets of water all over, like little diamonds sliding down her skin. He turned, looking at her straight now as she took a towel and wrapped it around herself. She stepped close to him, her face leaning up towards his, distracting him as she reached beside, lifting her phone from the counter and making it disappear behind the towel. Before he could ask what she was hiding, she said, “Let’s go get some sleep.”

And then, as she stepped through the door into the bedroom, she looked over her shoulder and quipped, “And this time, I do mean sleep.”