Fantastic Weekend - First Touch

Sometimes he'd speak, just enough to let me know what he was thinking. Things like, "Yeah, suck it slut." or "Eat me bitch." and "Wait until Troy gets here and the real party starts."

By now he was face-fucking me and I had to stop him a few times when his thrusts were too aggressive. He was turned on and letting instinct take control. Even when I let his stiffie drop from my mouth he'd hump the air like a dog smelling a bitch in heat. But I kept going. Soon enough I felt him begin to tighten. I had one hand wrapped around the base of his shaft, his balls in the other, and the head in my mouth sucking. Finally he started bucking but my fist kept him from shoving his cock down my throat. He pushed on the back of my head and I felt the first gush of jizz. It wasn't like the stories I'd read. I didn't feel it hit the back of my throat and I didn't gag. I just swallowed. After another shot, I pulled him from my mouth and pumped. The sight was amazing. His hard cock in my hand, only two inches from my face, slick and glistening from my saliva, and getting stroked for all I was worth. When the next thick rope of cum shot out of him, it arched through the air and landed on my face. The sticky white line started at my right eye, across and down my nose, with the other end sagging and swaying from the tip of my snout. The next blast hit me in the left eye, the third fell a little short and ran onto my fingers. By now, I was possessed. I leaned forward and drew him back into my mouth and sucked hard trying to pull the last of his spooge into my mouth. After a few seconds he pushed me away.

I sat back on my feet, with my knees in front of me and looked at him. Despite the burning sensation in my eye, cum slowly sliding off my face and onto my pink nightie, hands sticky with cum, and his taste in my mouth, I was as excited as I'd ever been. Twenty five minutes earlier I was a bi-virgin. Now I'm a confirmed ass eating, ball licking, cocksucker.

All he could say was "Where's that ice?"