On My Face

The first pulse of Amy's cum catches me by surprise as it laces down my face from my hairline to my jawline. I lift my chin immediately, tilting my face the faintest bit more toward her. My eyes flutter beneath my eyelids as the second shot lands.

The third and fourth both stripe across my right eye, the fifth somewhere else. I don't know if she's aiming or not, but I let her unload on me. I breathe deeply, inhaling the unfamiliar but wonderful scent of her musk — and the scent of her cum.

I remain kneeling and still, as pulse after pulse after pulse falls on my face like warm white rain. By the time Amy lets out a soft sigh of purring relief, my face is simply drenched in her seed. I can hear her soft, laboured breaths. “Tongue out, fag.”

My cum-soaked lips part, and I extend my tongue obediently. I feel the crown of her cock touch down, swiping across it, a bead of cum deposited on the tip. Amy sighs with satisfaction, as she stands over me, my face saturated in her heavy load.

“Good fag.” I smile as I hear a little click that doesn't really register. “Swallow it, and rub my cum into your skin, now, fag. I'm done. For now.” I pull my tongue in and swallow the drop of her cum that she gave me, and start rubbing her cum in.

It takes several minutes, and by the time I'm done and open my eyes, my skin feels silky smooth, and she's standing there, watching me. Her hands on her hips, her cock already put away, and a deeply satisfied smile decorating her beautiful face.