Jzzr's Facial Stories

[jzzr]

Some people have been asking about facial-oriented erotic stories. I used to search the net for them, and the best I found were the "Bobby and Jilly" stories. I later found out the author is our very own member user46.

I found the stories hot enough to be inspired to write my own. Awhile back, the boyfriend/webmaster/stunt cock of Genie approached me through FF about writing for their site, 4cocksucking.com. Unfortunately, their site is gone. I guess like many amateur or ProAms they got sick of updating or had other things to do in life. Too bad, because Genie was hot, busty, and sure knew how to suck cock and take a facial.

Since the site is no longer online, I think my obligation to them is ended. So as per some requests, I'm posting them here. Some people may find them boring, cause I give a lot of setup to the situation before the sex. But every one has at least one facial.

This is just for FF peeps, so it'd be cool if you didn't go copying this all over the net - or worse, taking credit for them. If you do share them with others, please at least keep the "by Jzzr" byline. I don't claim they're the best, most diverse, or most erotic stories, but I did spend time and effort on them. Comments welcome. Enjoy.

I've added a quick index to jump to each story. But remember there are two or more parts to each. Thanks for reading!

Mr. Nice Guy First story, involving a pale, busty, black-hared Punker/Rockabilly type chick.
Curious Girl Cute café waitress with a bob gets curious about a certain fetish.
Call Me Kim Mature housewife turns out to be a fantasy cum true.
Blonde Goddess The cute but dumpy date turns out to have a hot body under her overalls.
Oral Artist Artsy brunette in glasses has an oral fixation.
Glow Stick Techno girl shows what the back room of a club is really for.
Hidden Talents Shy, frumpy Jewish girl is hiding a lot under her sweater, as well as a secret ability.
Facial Debate Feminist blind date turns into heated confrontation that leads to an explosive finish.
Blast Beats Tough Mexican Metal chick wants to get blasted.
Down With The Swirl Hot Black girl from the office just doesn't really work out, except for one thing.
Good Fortune Asian co-worker has a boyfriend dying to get her in a bukkake, she comes up with a compromise.
Pearly White Slightly nerdy blonde next door from Virginia only wants one thing from fellow Facial Forum member.

[jzzr]

Mr. Nice Guy
by Jzzr


I’ve always been a Nice Guy. You know, the kind women trust to tell about their boyfriend problems, but doesn’t get to be the boyfriend to those same women ‘cause I’m “too sweet” for them. I’ve had my fair share of girls, but the kind that drive me nuts would be just out of my reach for not being their “type” — which to me seemed to mean assholes, judging from the guys who got to fuck them.

A prime example was this girl Kristin. She was a Punker/Rockabilly type chick who used to work at a local record store and hang out at dive bars. I knew the owners and was there a lot. I’d make it a point to figure out Kristin’s shifts so I could get an eyefull. First off, she was built like a girl straight out of a Russ Meyers movie, you know, the director who always had actresses with huge boobs. In fact the store had a poster for one called “Faster Pussycat Kill Kill” of a killer brunette with a DD rack in black tight clothes and boots twisting a guys arm as he begged for mercy. It was almost like Kristin had stepped out of that that poster and come to life, except she had shorter hair. She was always nice and flirty to me, but I was warned against getting my hopes up.

“She’s a huge flirt, but you see the guys she dates. Don’t get me wrong, I think they’re no better than you, but she likes ‘em rough around the edges,” said Judy, one of the store owners. “You should hang around the Emo section, pick up on one of those sweet chicks who wants a nice boy.” Well I fucking hate Emo, and I may be a “nice boy” on the outside but I’ve got desires that would make some girls’ toes curl.

See, I’ve got this kind of obsession with cum. I realized a few years ago that I shoot a pretty big load. Girlfriends who’ve seen it were pretty impressed. I’m no Peter North, but then that’s not something average girls know about. Speaking of average, apparently my dick’s over that too, though I’m not huge or anything. But I love seeing cum shoot on a woman. The ultimate though is a facial. When I saw my first one in a porno, I didn’t get why it was being done. Eventually I came to see the differences in facials (big thick cum and happy chicks good, small watery cum and unhappy chicks bad) and began to seek them out. Over the years I’ve seen some porn with girlfriends, and the facial would usually be frowned upon or fast forwarded over. Some were cool with my cumming on them, but more like an accidental pearl necklace after a blowjob, or ending up on their ass or belly. There were a few times when I was nowhere near their head and the cum would fly up there anyway. They were pretty wowed by it but generally dodged it. If only I could snag the type of chick who’d willingly take my load on her face.

Kristin was kind of a raunchy girl, but seemed really tough, like a biker almost. She cursed a lot and didn’t take shit from people. She came off almost like a guy with tits or a tough dyke. I figured she was the type to always want to be on top during sex, maybe even want to turn the tables and use a strap-on. Not my scene at all, so I resigned myself to ogling her behind the counter.

Then one day, after I’d been dumped by my last girlfriend, I decided to make a few changes. I went out to get some new clothes, and ended up choosing some pretty tight-fitting black jeans. As I said, I’m not huge but these were pretty blatant about my bulge. I also went down a size on the T-shirts I picked up, as oversize was kind of the style, but I figured it was time for a switch. These weren’t big changes from my normal wardrobe but for some reason the effect was different.

I went down to the record store before it closed, it was open pretty late on Saturday nights. I walked in and Judy said “Hey, look at you! ‘Queer Eye for the Straight Guy’ get to you or what?” I said, “What, a guy can’t go shopping?” Kristin said "Hey," and eyed me and batted her lashes, but I just smiled and said "Hey" back and thought nothing of it. She always did that kind of thing, even if the guy she was dating was in the store. She sold more stuff that way. Anyway, I wasn’t doing this for her, I was doing it for me. I figured she was out of my reach just like all the others.

“We’re closing up soon but you can hang if you want,” said Judy. “Wanna go to Crash with us after?” “Sure, why not,” I said. Crash was this kind of hip dive bar — some tough-looking customers but not really dangerous though it liked to seem that way. I thumbed through the records absent-mindedly while they were closing up. Suddenly in the middle of one cover I saw this picture I’d seen before. It was a little internet pic that had been floating around, of a gorgeous blonde model staring blankly into the camera. But she had cum dripping from her lips. I couldn’t believe I was looking at this. The store sold some pretty out there stuff but this was totally pornographic and unexpected. My jeans started to get even tighter in the crotch. I put the record back, feeling in a bit of a daze.

We got to the bar and had a few rounds of drinks. I was getting in a weird mood, what with the booze, being recently dumped, and sitting there with Kristin looking hotter than ever while the image of that record cover swirled around in my head. I started getting a little bitter about things and I guess it started showing on my face. “Hey what’s going on with you?” Kristin jolted me out of my trance. She’d been talking to Judy most of the time so I wasn’t prepared or feeling too interested in talking to her. “Nothing,” I said.

“You had this faraway look, like you were thinking of going out and killing somebody,” she said. “Maybe I was,” I answered. She smiled mischeviously. “I know the feeling. So what were you thinking about?” Now, I know Kristin was a tough girl but she’s still a girl, and Judy was much nicer and a little more reserved, so I wasn’t going to mention the cover, and the thoughts I was having about the load that had been building up in my balls since the last time I’d had sex with my ex a week before. I’d been too down to even jerk off, and seeing that girl with the cum on her face was making me think it was time to get out of there and go home to give myself some release.

“Gotta go to the Ladies’,” slurred Judy as she got up and quickly wobbled away. Great. This was the first time I’d been alone with Kristin and I didn’t want to just bolt without saying goobye to Judy and making sure she was OK - she was a bit of a lightweight though she liked to party with Kristin who could really throw them back. “So?” Kristin asked, not dropping it. “What’s on your mind? You look distracted.” “Really, I’m fine,” I said. “I’ll say,” she said, licking her lips. I was tired of this, because I knew it wasn’t going anywhere. She’d end up looking past me at some biker type dude like she always did. But she kept pushing. “Seriously, what's on your mind? You seemed a little different after we left the store.”

“Well nothing, just a bunch of stuff, but there was this cover...” I heard myself say before I could stop. “What cover?” She asked. “Um, over in the Noise section...” I trailed off. “Oh yeah, some of those things are pretty wild. Bondage stuff, blood and gore. What did you see?” I paused. “Well it was nothing like that really. Just a picture of a girl, looked like a model or something. Really small. But there was something about the picture.” She leaned forward, exposing more of her ample cleavage. “What?”

“There was...something on her face.” I said. “What, a big jizzwad?” she cackled. “Actually, yeah.” “Really?” she said, eyes widening. “Fuck, how’d I miss that one.” She threw her head back to suck down the last of her beer, but I swear she lingered on it a little, almost like she was giving it a quick blowjob. “So,” she grinned lasciviously as she plunked her bottle on the table, “that gross you out? Never seen anything like that before?” I was getting tired of her prodding and of her thinking of me as a choirboy. “No, just the opposite,” I said, looking her in the eye. “It was pretty fucking hot, although the girl wasn’t my type.”

“Really,” she said, holding my gaze. “What is your type?” Before I could answer, she went on. “What kind of girl gets you hot? What kind of girl makes you want to spooge on her face?” The bar was loud and crowded, but at that moment nothing else existed but the two of us and what she had just said.

“What kind of girl?” I drew it out, playing off my shock and arousal casually. “Well, she’d be brunette, have big tits, dressed like a punker chick, and have fire-engine red lipstick. And,” I added with slow forcefulness, “she’d really, really like that big jizzwad on her own face.” I stared straight in her eyes and gave her a mean smirk. “Know any girls like that?”

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[jzzr]

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“Sure, I can introduce you right now, if you introduce your friend to me.” Her eyes focused on my crotch before coming back up to meet mine. I wasn’t about to back down from her potential bluff. “Cool, where is she?” I said, playing dumb a little. “Come with me,” she said, getting up. We walked back towards the rest rooms. Judy was just coming out of one of them. “Oh hey, I think I’m headed home guys. Why are you both here?” “Nature calls,” I said, pointing to the men’s room. “OK, I’ll see you later. See you Monday Kris.” Kristin and I made motions as though we were going into separate rooms, but as soon as Judy was out of sight, she grabbed my arm and pulled me into the cramped space with her.

“So where’s this girl?” I asked, keeping up the facade. “Right here,” she said, and kissed me roughly. One hand slid down my back to grab my ass while the other slowly made its way to rub my bulge. She pushed her tits up against me, practically bursting them from her open shirt. I responded just as brusquely, grabbing her tattooed arms and rubbing her firmly, moving them around her slightly buff but voluptuous body. I had to see those tits, so as our panting grew heavier I started undoing her shirt. She responded by focusing her attentions on my belt. It was a battle of wills, but I was done first and yanked her shirt down around her sides, effectively pinning her arms momentarily. She was surprised I’d broken her grip but recovered, looking more turned on than ever.

“You want to see these, that’s it?” She pushed out of my grasp, reached between her boobs and undid the front clasp on her bustier. “Hell yes,” I said. Her milky white tits bounced free and then sagged just a little from their weight. I immediately started rubbing, circling, and tweaking her nipples as she went back to work on my pants. She let out a little shudder as she looked up at me. “I love having my nipples pinched. Pinch ‘em for me. Hard.” I obliged while she finally succeeded in getting my pants down.

“Mmm,” she intoned as she looked at my quickly-rising cock. She leaned forward and used her tongue to lift up the head. Just before it disappeared into her mouth I caught a glimpse of her tongue piercing. Anyone who’s ever been sucked off by a girl with a tongue stud knows what an additon that is to a good blowjob. And she was giving a Very. Good. Blowjob. She knew just when to suck, when to slide, when to go slower and faster. And she was going faster and faster, while stroking my hips and ass, pulling me deeper down her throat and getting more forceful with all her motions. She made a lot of sucking noise and punctuated her slurping with more “mms” and lots of breath. As hot as she, and the situation was, I knew I wasn’t going to last long — not after a week of not cumming.

“Fuck, you better slow down,” I said. “What for?” she asked, looking up and switching to giving me a handjob. “’Cause it’s been a while since I had sex or anything and you’re gonna make me cum too soon. I want to do something for you too. I want to eat you out ‘til you go mad and fuck you and make you scream.”

“Hey, you just said you wanted a girl who wanted a big jizzwad on her face. Well that’s what I want, and that’s what I’m gonna get.” She went back to work slurping on my cock. “Mmm,” she said again before pulling my cock out of her mouth with a loud pop. “Maybe I’ll let you do that stuff to me later. But you really turned me on with what you said and I want to go for it right now.”

“Go for what?” I asked her. “What do you want?” It was a small way of regaining some control of the situation since I knew what she wanted now, but she went for it. “Your cum. On my face. That’s what you promised me right?”

“Oh fuck, you’re gonna get it then,” I said. "Fuck yes,” she grinned through those tiger teeth of hers. “Give it to me.”

“Give what to you?” I said, stroking my cock inches away from her face. “Your fucking load,” she breathed. “A hot sticky cum load. A big fucking wad of jizz for me. For my face. For these fire-engine red lips. For my skin. Fucking give it to me. Come on.” She grabbed my cock again, sucked it a few more times and stroked it.

But I was onto her game. It was a battle of wills, like I said, and she wanted me to win, no matter how hard she fought. I grabbed her hand and pulled my cock out of her mouth while my other one resumed the stroking. “Oh no,” I said. You said you want me to give it to you, I’m going to give it to you then.” “Yes,” she hissed, gripping my hand hard. “Jerk it for me. Jerk that big dick off all over my face.”

That did it. I felt an undeniable explosion coming from deep in my balls. The kind that happens when you’re fulfilling your best fantasies. I held it in as long as I could to make it build more. Then my cockhead swelled up and I groaned, “Here it comes...” She closed her eyes and parted her lips as she sucked in air.

I slowed down my fist pumping, squeezed, and aimed straight at her lips. Still I overshot the target just a bit, as my cum felt like it was blowing its way out of the hole to land in a thick stream that ran from the top of her black hair down to the tip of her nose. The next one hit her forehead with such force it splattered a little before dripping down. After that it was all a blur as I kept pumping my thick load onto her - I felt like I was cumming for a half a minute though I know it was less than that. When I was done, Kristin’s face was slowly dripping with a jizzwad bigger than the one I’d seen on that record cover. She held the same expression as just before I came.

“Ho...lee...shit,” she said, laughing and slowly opened her eyes (I made it a point to avoid them). “When was the last time you came?” “A week,” I breathed, still in shock. “Oh my god, that was amazing. Wait,” she said, and got up from where she’d been sitting on the toilet seat. There was a cracked mirror with band stickers and who knows what else all over it, but she could still see herself in it. “Wow, that’s fucking awesome.” She turned around. “I’ve never done this, but I’ll try anything at least once. If I wanted to get my face jizzed on in a public bathroom, this was about the best I could hope for.” She leaned forward and kissed me deeply, which I returned. “Not squeamish about your own cum — I like that in a man.” She ran the water in the dirty little sink to rinse her face off.

“Go out first. Wait for me by the door. If you take me home and take care of me like you promised, there’s a lot more of this to come.” She grinned through the mask of half-cleared cum. “If that was your first load in a week, I bet there’s more in there for me.”

Needless to say, I waited by the door and took her home. After all, I’m a Nice Guy.

[user46]

Great, Jzzr! Let's have 'em all.

[carolneb]

Damn jzzr. Very. Hot. Story. thank you for sharing!

[jzzr]

Curious Girl
by Jzzr


A few years back I used to go to a little café that had some good sandwiches and drinks, comfortable chairs - but could never keep a waitress. I moved a little ways away and hadn’t been back there, even though I drop by the neighborhood a lot, until a little over a month ago.

As soon as I walked in, I noticed the new waitress. She had light skin, but not pale white, and a longish but petite nose ran down her otherwise roundish face. She wore her black hair in a kind of 1920’s cut with little red plastic bow-shaped clips to keep her hair in place. This was balanced out by a tight white t-shirt, against which strained a decent set of what looked like C-cups. A medium-length red and black plaid skirt and white knee socks gave her an almost schoolgirl-like look.

She looked up from writing her check total and caught my eye with an intense stare. She paused a little bit longer than I’d think normal and went back to her totalling, looking annoyed. After giving another table their check, she sauntered over with a menu. She was definitely nice, almost flirtatious, but she kept alternating that behavior with a kind of huffy attitude. I thought she was super cute but didn’t know what to make of her attitude.

A week later I went into the Tower Records not too far from the café, and coming upstairs from the video section was the waitress, now dressed in jeans, and a female friend. They seemed like they’d been in some kind of discussion under their breath and the girl looked a little agitated. Then she looked past her friend and recognized me, so I walked up and said hi.

“Hi,” she answered, still not smiling, but staring intently with those huge grey-blue eyes. “So,” I asked, struggling to make conversation, “you got off work today?” She said, “Oh no, I quit.” “You’re kidding! Damn, what is it with that place?” She frowned. “The owner’s a dirty old man. He never does anything but stare at my ass and bark orders. I got sick of it, so I left.”

“Shit, sorry to hear that. Got anything else lined up?” I offered hopefully. “Not yet. Hell, maybe I’ll try this place. Couldn’t be any worse.” She looked off to the side. I smiled. “Guess not.” Suddenly there was an uncomfortable silence, as though we’d run out of things to say. Her friend shifted her feet nervously.

“Oh...so, I’ll let you guys go, sorry to interrupt.” She half smiled and half smirked and waved a little and I left. Talk about mixed messages. Or maybe I’d just been reading too much into her.

Once again I ended up in the same area a few days later, this time a small magazine shop on the corner that had tons of titles that not many other places carried. Who should be there, alone this time, but the waitress. As the door rang a bell, my entrance made her look up. This time her eyes were wide as saucers. She put the magazine she was looking at back into the stack.

“This is so weird, we keep running into each other,” I said. “So what’s your name anyway?” “Claudia,” she answered, extending a hand as a nervous smile played on her lips briefly. “Tim,” I said and shook her hand firmly. Her skin felt as smooth as I’d imagined it was from looking at her face. “Just getting some magazines,” I said. What about you?” “I was killing time, I have to meet somebody,” she said. “Excuse me, I should see if they’re outside. I’ll see you around.” She kept darting glances up at me as she passed me, and went out the door.

I felt like an idiot and resolved to forget all about this girl right away. I went back towards the computer mags. Then I noticed one magazine stuffed at an odd angle into a stack coming out from the wall - it must have been the one she was looking at. I pulled it up and was surprised to see it was a porno. That section started just after the computer section. That made me wonder.

A few weeks passed, and I’d been in the neighborhood but not bumped into her again. I decided to check out the video store that had a lot of bootlegs and weird films, since I still had an account there. I picked out a couple and then glanced back at the curtain in the back of the store, wondering if their porn was better than the store by my house.

As soon as I stepped through the curtain I saw her. She looked up with the same wide-eyed expression but then burst into nervous laughter. That broke the ice a little and I smiled, feeling like I was blushing a little myself. “So what’s a nice girl like you doing in a place like this?” I drew out the stupidly obvious line for laughs, and it worked. “I could ask you the same thing,” she said.

“Well, honestly, I’m not with anyone right now and I’m pretty bored and horny. I’m not a big fan of this stuff since a lot of it’s kind of stupid, but I thought I’d see what was in here and maybe rent something that might help me solve those problems. And you?” She relaxed a little. “I was, um, curious.” “So what’d you find,” I asked, seeing the box cover in her hand. She hesitated, then looked resigned and titled it up a little. “500 Facial Cumshots” read the box title. Not at all what I might have thought. “Can we get out of here?” she asked, putting it back quickly.

Outside on the street she finally started talking. As we walked she told me about herself and seemed interested in me and my responses. I got the feeling part of it was to talk about anything but how we’d just run into each other. I told her I thought she was really cute, and it turns out she thought the same of me. “I hate mixing work with dating. If you were going to be a regular customer I wasn’t going to talk to you, even though I was really attracted to you. Then I quit, so, okay, I could have seen you, but I keep running into you...in these weird places.”

“So it’s a little unusual for a girl to be looking at porn, but, you know, don’t be embarassed.”

“It’s just I’ve had this...curiosity lately,” she said. “Just before my last boyfriend and I broke up, I found a porn tape near his bed. I put it in and rewound it a little. It was really romantic looking, and he was fucking her on top. Then, um.” She hesitated. “Then he pulled out and came on her face. But he wasn’t all ‘Take that, bitch!’ He was just...nice. And she loved it. I mean, it really looked like she was totally in love with this guy and was so happy to have him cum all over her face. Then he leaned down and kissed her. It was pretty intense. I never saw anything like that. My boyfriend was kind of a jerk actually. I was cool with him talking dirty but sometimes he disprespected me, calling me a dirty girl or whatever. And then I found out he cheated on me. So I dumped him.”

“Wow, that sucks,” I said. She frowned, “Tell me about it. And then I’m left, feeling hurt and rejected, but also so, like, weirdly curious about that scene. So I wanted to see some more of that. It’s been almost like an obsession for the past 2 months. And then I see you, this cute guy, first at my job, but then when I was with my friend Amanda at Tower, we had just been looking at porn videos.”

“Ahhh...is that why you guys seemed a little strange?” I asked. “Yeah, I made the mistake of telling her about this. She thinks it’s stupid and gross. I couldn’t explain to her that it seemed like it could be a cool thing and I just wanted to see more. I was kind of confused and opened up to her about it and she reacted like a bitch. We’d just been arguing when you showed up. Then at the magazine store, well I was in there for something else but I thought I’d see if there were any pictures or stories about that, and then suddenly there you are! And now here...”

“Well that didn’t seem like a very romantic movie you had,” I cut in. “I know, I know, I just picked it up because of the title. I might have gotten it anyway, just to see a bunch of different kinds...I can’t believe I’m telling you all this. I just wanted to explain so you didn’t think I was a total freak. I mean after getting caught red-handed in there. I mean, I know it’s a little weird, but not as weird as i was acting.”

“No big deal, I totally understand. And you know, I totally agree about the disrespecting thing. I mean, if a girl really gets off on humiliation or something I guess, but its so not cool. In movies or in life. I don’t get why guys would be nasty to a woman who’s letting them cum on their face. I mean, that’s pretty amazing to me, I think it can be really, really hot. But it’s totally ruined for me if the girl’s not into it. You know?” She smiled and nodded. I looked down. “Okay, now I’m the one talking about it too much, sorry...”

“No, it’s totally cool. I’ve felt really alone and weirded out by this, and the only other person I’ve talked to about it gave me shit about it. You could be a total sleaze about this and you’re really nice. It’s a relief, honestly.” She touched my arm as she said this and looked me in the eyes.

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[jzzr]

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We decided to get together again. We ended up going on a bunch of dates and talking about a lot of things, but I left the subject of cum facials alone. Then one night, as it was getting colder out, she invited me back to her place for hot chocolate. “No sense in spending two bucks apiece when I have it at home, right?”

Once we got there and had our cups, sitting on her couch, she started on it again. “You remember what we were talking about when we met?” “Yeah,” I said, trying to suppress a grin. “Well I’ve done some more research. Actually I signed up for this website. It’s done by a couple. It’s pretty hot, cause it’s realistic. She loves sucking him off and he cums on her face almost every time.” “Wow,” I said, “sounds like a match made in heaven.” She bit her lip. “Wanna see it?”

I couldn’t believe I was sitting in her apartment looking at internet porn. “Look at this one. She’s so happy. Then again, he’s got a pretty big dick. I saw another one where he licks her til she comes and then fucks her and she’s moaning, so you know he’s doing his job too. Wait, watch,” and we both stared at the screen as the girl panted, “Oh honey. I came so much, I want you to come too. Please...please, on my face. I want it on my face. I love it on my face...” The guy, who was holding tha camera too, groaned “Oh my god honey, I love you!” and started shooting on her face. She kept her eyes open, as his milky sperm accumulated on her cheeks and upper lip, eventually tapering off until his last squirts were almost clear. “Oh my god, you’re amazing,” he breathed from off camera. “Mmmm, I can feel how much you love me baby, you love me so much ‘cause you gave me so much cum. Mmmmhhh...” Fade to black.

Claudia looked at me. “Was that hot or what? Did you see how much they’re into it? That makes all the difference.” I was still a little in shock from both the scene and the circumstances, as I stared at the empty screen and answered “Yeah, totally.” Then I noticed she was still looking at me. Her eyes had that wide-saucer look. I moved towards her and time slowed down as we both went for a deep, long kiss.

Our hands’ caresses quickly became grasps as we struggled to help each other out of our clothes. We were so eager because of all the anticipation since we met, it was almost like a blur. Suddenly her top was off, her full but perky breasts jiggling as she threw her bra away. She was staring at me as she pulled off more, her lust now clear on her face, the lust that had been there all along, but subdued. Shirtless myself, I was drawn back at her mouth, kissing my way down to her breasts, as she sighed and our breath grew quicker. I licked around the nipples, trying to be tender, but she was grabbing my hair and pulling me closer, digging her nails into my neck and saying “Yes!” when i sucked harder. “I thought you wanted romance,” I panted as she pushed me back and undid my pants. “I want caring. And passion,” she said through gritted teeth. “But I want it now. Romance me later.”

Then she stopped talking, because she was slurping on my cock, all the while squeezing it at the base towards her, making it grow harder than it already had been. I loved what she was doing, but after a few minutes, I pushed her off. Her sucking mouth made a popping sound as I pulled out my swollen cockhead. I quickly took advantage of her confusion to push her back and practically dove at her pussy. She still had a decent-sized tuft of black hair, but she was shaven around the sides of her labia, which were swollen and wet. I attacked her gorgeousness with my tongue, making her grab onto the sides of the couch. She moaned as I swirled around her clit, drinking in her delicious juices.

She struggled to get up as I attacked her voraciously, and finally succeeded, pushing me off balance until i fell on the floor as she straddled me. I licked upward into the valley of her vagina, unexpectedly but increasingly going nuts on her luscious button. Everytime my tongue pressed it, she lubricated more into my mouth. This was really getting both of us off. She started rubbing her crotch up and down over my lips faster and faster. Finally her moans became louder and I felt her twitch and release more fluids as I kept trying to chase her bouncing clit with my tongue. She eventually slowed down and collapsed on me.

“Oh my god. Oh my god. I’ve never felt like that before. Oh my god look at you!” I could feel what she meant. I was coated in her stickiness and my own saliva, from the bottom of my nose down to my chin. “Doesn’t bother me.” I said “Why should it?” She leaned down and kissed me passionately. “Thank you,” she said, and smiled. After laying on my chest and breathing heavily for about a minute, she said, “Now it’s your turn.”

She had me sit up on the couch while she knelt on the floor. Still flushed with her own orgasm, her lovely face was all smiles as she devoured my cock. She seemed to go at it even more hungily than before, making appreciative sounds and sucking harder. She bobbed her head furiously down the shaft and I could fel myself building up.

“Oh my god, you’re going crazy on that thing. You’re gonna make me cum soon,” I warned. “Well that’s the idea,” she grinned in between slurps. “Oh fuck, it’s getting close. Fuck. What do you want me to do?” I asked frantically.

“What do you think?” she said, jerking her hand tightly just underneath my cockhead. “I want to feel you cum on my face. I want to watch your face while you give me a nice load. I want you to cover me like I covered you.”

“Oh fuck yes!” I cut myself off as I passed the point of no return.

“Yeah, good, do it! Do it!” She barely got the second “do it” out when I groaned as I felt a bulky clump of jizz shoot it’s way from the depths of my balls and explode out the tip of my cock. It hit her forehead with a splat and she let out a litle “oh!” as she snapped her head back a little reflexively. My cock followed up by squirting a string of thick cum down her perfect little long nose. I almost laughed with glee as I realized somewhere in my subconscious that’s what I’d been secretly hoping for.

“Oh god, cum for me,” she panted. She moved right back in and kept jerking me, even once still managing to slide forward and flick her tongue underneath. “Yes!” I exhaled, amazed at that move. All the while I kept pumping more of my load onto her face, shooting with less distance and force each time until it was oozing out. My last spurts completely covered her upper lip and was dripping onto her lower as my orgasm subsided. She slowed and stopped her hand motions as my spent penis twitched over her.

She shivered and exhaled. Her eyes were closed. “It didn’t get in your eyes,” I said. She slowly opened them. “I know, I just...wow. That was everything I hoped it would be.”

“Not quite everything,” I said as I leaned down to give her a nice full kiss, my own cum mixing with hers on my upper lip. She sighed and melted in my arms. She looked up at me and smiled through the dripping glaze on her beautiful young face.

“Sorry we didn’t get to anything else,” I offered. “Oh no, I wanted it like that, first thing. I figured you did too. We can do some real fucking now that you’ve satisfied my curiosity.” I frowned a little. “So now you’ve gotten a facial you’re no longer curious about getting them?”

“Nope,” she said. “Now I know I want them more.”

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This story was written by me and inspired by former FF member KimLascivious. It has been posted here before, as well as by Kim on her old blog.


I was visiting an old friend who’d stayed in the suburb where we used to go to high school together. Actually he was living in his parents’ basement, but it was kind of like a separate apartment. I’d been hanging out for a few hours, and decided to get going just before sundown. As I was leaving, I looked at the house across the street and saw a woman who looked familiar. I realized it was our old high school English teacher. Now, when I say “old” I mean from the past - she was probably actually only about 10 years older than us. She had straight shoulder-length brown hair and wore the same style of wire-rimmed glasses as ever. She wore your basic schoolteacher outift - a dark blue blouse and grey skirt. She was a little chunky but I always thought she was attractive.

I crossed the street and called out her name as she was taking out the garbage. She looked up, a little confused at first, but then gradually smiled as she remembered me.

“Can I help you with that?” I asked as I got closer. “Thank you,” she smiled. “Do you still live around here, since you graduated?”

“No, just visiting across the street,” I said as I lifted the heavy bags and brought them to the curb. “Well you showed up at just the right time. I hate doing this.”

“Does your husband ever take care of it?” I looked at her. “He’s not around very much these days.” She sighed a little. “To tell you the truth, I get a little lonely. I don’t teach as many classes anymore and I have a lot of time to myself.” She paused. “Would you like to come in for a drink? I feel like I should give you something for helping me out.”

“Um, okay, sure,” I said, and followed her inside. We went in the living room and she said, “How about some wine?” I smiled and nodded at her while I looked around. Her house inside was as ordinary as the outside.

She came back with a big bottle of red wine and two glasses and we sat down and talked. After awhile I realized I’d been there, drinking and chatting with her, for hours. The bottle was empty so we were both getting a little tipsy, and I had the feeling she was starting to give me more and more compliments and suggestive glances. I shook off the feeling and got up. “I should get going, but can I use the rest room first?”

“Down the hall and to your left,” she said, and I wobbled off.

As I was washing my hands, I knocked over the bowl on the edge of the sink that held a bunch of balls of soap. They fell on the floor and rolled everywhere, so I went looking to pick them up. Most had rolled under a folding closet door, and when I opened it to get them, a bunch of stuff tumbled out. On top was a big beige envelope, tipped upside down. Some polaroids were falling out. I wasn’t prepared for what I saw when I picked one up.

There was my former teacher, fully clothed, but on her knees sucking cock. The shot was taken from the view of the guy being sucked. I turned another one over and saw her, eyes closed, mouth open, with her face and glasses covered in cum.

I was in shock and was trying to shove the pictures back in when she suddenly burst in - I hadn’t locked the door. “I wanted to tell you to use the green towel...” she started, and then she saw me on my knees, hunched over the pictures. “I’m sorry,” I stammered, “I just dropped the soap and I went to get it and this fell out, I wasn’t - “

“It’s okay,” she smiled. “Relax. Can you hand that to me?” I handed the envelope to her, and she said, “Come with me.” We went back to the living room and sat down. “My husband and I like to take these pictures for ourselves and share them with people who understand our interests. I was wondering if you’d seen others like these already, because sometimes we post them on the internet.” I couldn’t believe it. I figured from when she was my teacher she wasn’t a total conservative but I had no idea she was this naughty. “No, I’ve never seen anything like these.”

“Did they turn you on? Would you like to see more?” she asked with a hopeful little smile. “I didn’t see very many but sure.” I noticed a theme in the pictures. She was always fully clothed, but in different outfits, all pretty ordinary. She was usually on her knees or in a chair and the pics were always shot from above by her husband. They showed her undoing his pants, sucking him off, and best of all, always ending in a nice load of cum either in her mouth or on her face. It made it really hot for me that such a regular-looking woman with all her clothes on was sucking cock and getting cummed on.

“These are pretty old. We use a digital camera now,” she said as she pointed to it on the end table. “Sometimes we put them on this internet forum that’s all about pictures like this. I guess we’re a bit exhibitionist. So, do you like them?”

“They’re unbelieveable. I’d never have thought you or anyone like you would do this.”

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“I love doing them. I love giving head and I love getting a nice creamy load of cum. And it’s so naughty to let other people see them. I’m afraid someone from the school will recognize me and I’ll lose my job, but my husband makes good money and could probably support us. And anyway...” she trailed off. “What?” I asked. “Part of me hoped a male teacher or student from school would see these...and blackmail me by making me suck him off.”

“Wow, that’s quite a fantasy. But what about your husband?” She sighed. “Like I said, he makes good money now, but that means he’s away a lot. We don’t get to do as many shoots as we used to. He’s actually okay with me sucking off other men, on one condition. They have to photograph me blowing them and he gets the pictures. It gets him off knowing other men want to cum on my face and in my mouth, and seeing it would be even better.” She paused and took another sip of wine, looking at me expectantly over her glass. “So are you going to help me out?”

My cock was already bursting my pants from seeing the facial pictures, and her eyes darted down to my bulge. “Looks like your tool’s eager to assist. Let me help you with that. Stand up.” She kneeled in front of me as I got up from the couch. “Mmmmm,” she hummed appreciatively, stroking it through the fabric before undoing my pants and pulling them down. “Oh my. That’s bigger than my husband’s. I’m really going to enjoy this.” She handed me the camera. “Start shooting and I’ll start sucking.”

I’d never watched my cock get sucked through a viewfinder. She started by extending her tongue and flicking lightly under the head as my schlong twitched and grew. Soon she took the whole head in her mouth. She setled into a nice slow steady sucking rhythm, humming to herself happily. She was intent on creating and releasing suction that pulled my cock harder and deeper into her mouth, barely using her teeth as counterpoint to her massaging tongue. The feeling was incredible.

“How you doing up there?” she mumbled around my cock after a few minutes. “Good,” I said, and shot another picture of her grinning, her teeth lightly touching my cockhead. She went back to work, bobbing her head and now adding her hand to the motion. My breathing started getting heavier. “Getting close there, sweetie?” She asked. “Yeah, you have no idea how hot this is. I always thought you were hot as my teacher and I have this thing for glasses.”

“Really? You want to cum on them?” Before I could answer she attacked my cock with even more vigor, sucking noises getting louder. “Hell yes. Swallowing feels good but you look so hot with cum on your face. And the glasses just make it hotter.”

“Mmm, I’m glad you like them. I like sucking this big beautiful dick too. I can’t even get it all in my mouth. Since I can’t deepthroat you, you’re going to have to make me happy another way. I haven’t had a good face-hosing in a while. Are you up for that?” She grabbed my shaft tighter near the base and started squeezing a little harder as she moved back and forth on it. “I think I can manage something for you,” I somehow got out in between panting. “I better take over though, it feels like it’s going to be a big one and I don’t want to miss those glasses.”

“Ohh, yeah, jerk it for me. I love that you’re so turned on by me sucking your big dick. I love that you think my face and glasses are so hot. Yeah, stroke that cock. Oh yeah, that head is so hard and purple. Come on, cum for me. Cum on my face. Cum on these glasses. Give me a nice big load, right here,” she said as she tapped her glasses frames twice.

At that point my cock decided to oblige. I felt my balls and my cockhead tighten so I slowed down my strokes and aimed at her glasses. I could feel the semen rushing up the inside of my cock and burst out of the hole. That shot with a little “splat” onto her forehead. I kept squeezing and pumping, moving down and to the left. The next clump of thick spooge hit her eyebrow and dripped onto the top of her frames. The third shot splashed right in the middle of the left lens so I tilted to the right and groaned as another sprayed both her nose and the right lens. By now the sight of the cum on her face had registered in my brain and I felt my eyes and mouth grow wide as more jizz blew its way out of my cock to land on her cheek. I kept stroking, watching the last of my load shoot out onto her smiling face.

Her eyes popped open almost immediately and her big grin opened and got even wider. “Ahhh, that’s good. That’s what I live for. All this cum feels so good on me. Don’t forget the pictures!” I recovered enough to snap some more smiling pictures of her mugging for the camera, waving, and blowing kisses. The whole time the thick strings of cum began to drip slowly down her face. She pulled the glasses off and looked at them. “Wow, you got them good alright.”

After she cleaned up, I didn’t know much what to say. She’d fulfilled a fantasy I’d had since watching her teach years ago. “I don’t know how to thank you,” I said slowly, “Mrs. - “

She cut me off. “Please. I should be thanking you. I loved doing it and my husband will get so hot over those pictures he’ll want to jack off all over my face again as soon as he sees them. That makes him happy and it makes me happy. And please,” she smiled and winked lasciviously, “call me Kim.”