On your stomach

"On my stomach" you say as you bite your lip. He looks into your eyes, asking "Are you sure?" and you nod in response.

He contundes to pump into you, more and more quickly, until he cant take it anymore. His arms and legs tense up, holding back his orgasm, as he pulls out of you. He is cumming as he withdraws, coating your lips with fresh cum., The first few ropes shoot all the way onto your face, and as he continues to stroke, the hit you neck and chest. Each rope hits your skin, and you start rubbing your clit while he strokes.

He strokes until he has no cum left, shooting the remaining ropes across your stomach and onto your vulva. A little leaks out around your opening, dripping down your ass. As he stops spasming, you start to cum, arching your back as you cum with his cum as lube. His balls look lighter as he stands back up, and his cock is already softening.

"Holy fuck," he said. "Let me get you a towel." He rummages around in the closet, finding someone's random old shirt, and tosses it to you. You wipe your body down, sticky cum smearing over the fabric. "I NEED your number" he says, handing you his phone. Without even thinking you type your digits, putting a peach emoji next to your name.

You get up, kiss him one last time, and start to get dressed. This felt like the start of a new relationship.