Face and tits (Main Story)

Chris got a wicked idea and let go of her head while pulling his dick from Cynthia's mouth.

"Stay still," he told her while wrapping her panties around his cock before furiously jack himself until he finally went over the edge. "FUCK!" He screamed as he began firing his load right at Cynthia's face. The cheerleader gasped as the first shot struck her eye and went over her nose to hit the other one, but she was unable to move away due to his command.

Chris fired three shots into her face, covering ever inch of her before pointing his dick lower as his next two shots flew out onto her chest and covered her tits. His sixth and final shot was aimed at her neck, connecting the two and giving her the look of a two dollar whore.

He and Cynthia were panting after their near joint orgasms, both taking deep breaths until they were calmed down. Chris slowly moved backwards until his naked butt hit the sink counter, the teen putting his hands down on it to let him relax. Meanwhile, Cynthia blinked as her brain seemed to finally reload.

She looked down at herself and took in the sight of the cum running down her face, chest and breasts. "Ahh!" She cried before shooting him a glare, then reached over to the toilet roll rack.

"No," he told her. "If you want to clean it up, use your finger."

"Seriously?" She asked, only for a bit of cum to drip off her breast and land on her thigh. She sighed before doing as she was told and scooping the cum off her leg, looking disgusted at the sticky feel of it. She was about to flick it off her finger, but then Chris spoke up.

"Now lick it off your finger." A horrified look appeared on her face as she turned to him, giving him a pleading look but he simply nodded.

Tears formed in her eyes but stuck out her tongue and licked it off her finger. Chris expected for her to look sick at the taste, but she didn't seem to have any particular issue with it. She certainly didn't hesitate to scoop another drop off of her tit. "I'm guessing you want me to keep it up?"

"That's right," Chris nodded. "Lick yourself clean." He watched as she did so, starting with the cum on her breasts and moving to her face once it was clean...ish. It took her about five minutes to finish, all the while Chris watched with a smirk of his face. Her make-up was smeared, but she could easily fix that. "There," she licked the last drop off her finger, "done. I hope you're happy, because this is all you're getting. No way I'm giving my virginity to some nobody in a disgusting school bathroom."

This statement surprised Chris. He had expected Cynthia to be a total slut and have already fucked somebody, but if she was a virgin...

She also brought up another point. Chris looked around the bathroom and quickly realised he didn't want his first time be in it either. And he didn't want to hastily rush it either, which he would have to do if he wanted to finish before the end of the period.

"Yeah," he nodded, "that's all...for now." He whispered the last part so Cynthia wouldn't hear. He watched as she stood up and grabbed her clothes off the stall wall, Chris only now remembering he still had her panties in his hand. "I guess you'll want these back." He held them out to her.

She stared at them for a second before frowning and turning away as she began to put her bra on. "Keep'em. You think I'm gonna wear them again after what I saw you doing, you can forget about it." She pointed at him, "they can be a reminder of the one and only time you got to do anything sexy with anyone remotely close to my league."

Chris smirked, "alright then." He pocketed the panties after pulling his own pants up. "I guess I'll be on my way."

"Don't even think about it!" Cynthia almost yelled, "you're deleting that video right now. Where I can see you do it." Chris sighed but did as he was instructed, taking out his phone and bringing up the video before pressing the delete button. He turned the screen towards her and showed her as he pressed the button that erased the footage.

"Happy now?"

"You think I'm happy about any of this?" She asked. "I will get you back for this, mark my words."

"Sure you will," Chris smiled while feeling overly confident. "But if you ever feel up for acting like a slut again, you know where to find me."

"Hiding under a bridge with the rest of the trolls," she growled as she began to put her uniform back on. "And even if I was feeling up for acting like a...slut, you'd be the last person in a billion years I'd be slutty with. Just because I sucked you off, that doesn't mean I'll remember you. In time, you'll just be some lucky loser whose name and face are a complete blur to me. A tiny stain on my otherwise perfect life."

"Whatever," he turned to leave. "I guess I'll see you around, though you won't see me. Got your nose so that up in the air the only thing you'll likely see is the ceiling."

"Just get lost!" She told him. "I need to fix my make-up!"

"With what?" He asked before looking back at her and seeing she didn't have anything with her. "Unless your locker's close by, I doubt you'll have enough time to wipe off that smeared make-up, get more and rush to another bathroom to apply before your next class." The look on Cynthia's face showed she was just realising the same thing. "I guess you could go out with your make-up like that, but I doubt you'll get to your locket before someone sees you. Either go without your precious eye-shadow for the rest of the day, or let people see you looking like that girl from the ring. Your choice."

Cynthia was in a catch twenty two and as she tried to decide what to do, Chris headed out the bathroom. "I'll get you for this!" She cried out after him.

"I doubt it," he stared at the Mega Bracer before an idea popped into his head. One that would keep her from forgetting about him.

He tapped her name again and gave the command. "From now on, every time you go to sleep, you'll have a dream about making out with or fucking me. Every dream will be different and it'll get you seriously worked up. But every time you're about to cum, you'll wake up before you can. This'll keep happening until you fuck me." He couldn't help but laugh at that, feeling like he was on top of the world.

He wondered how long Cynthia would be able to last before she went nuts. But for now, he would focus on the here and now instead of what might happen in the future.