[m/f] I came all over his face | 2016

I’ve been lurking here for a little while, and figured I’d share one of my own stories. Names have been changed of course.

Liam and I had been dating for a little while now. We didn’t have a lot in common, really, but he made me laugh, and the sex was good. We had just gotten back to his place from dinner, and we were full, horny, and dying to tear each other’s clothes off.

We stumbled into Liam’s room, and closed the door behind us. He pulled me into his chest, and pressed his lips forcefully against mine. At 5’5”, I was much smaller than his 6’4”, and I whimpered into his mouth at the feeling of his growing erection pressing against my stomach. I unbuttoned his pants, and slid my hand in to grab his thick cock, and pumped it slowly, teasingly - just enough to drive him crazy. Teasing drove him crazy. He wanted me now.

He yanked my pants off, and slid his hand down to my soaking pussy. He smiled at the feel of me absolutely dripping, and circled his fingers on my clit.

“Your pussy is so wet,” he whispered in my ear.

I kissed his neck, as high up as I could reach, and whispered to him: “I want you inside me so much.”

“Take your clothes off,” he commanded, and smirked.

I threw my shirt and lace bra across the room, and started working on unbuttoning his shirt, when he ran a finger down my lips, and slid it right inside me.

“You’re always so tight,” he said, and slid another finger in.

I moaned into his neck, and he took that as cue to start stroking my g-spot. Slowly, tenderly, and then ramping it up, until he started slamming his hand into me. He was such a big person, his fingers stuffed my pussy so well, and I was gasping and moaning with every movement. We were standing in front of a mirror, and I watched his hand slam against me every time until I collapsed backwards into his bed, and came all over his hand.

I was lying in bed, trying to catch my breath, and I watched him slide his unbuttoned pants off, and free the full length of his cock from his boxers. He took his shirt off, and I half sat up to stroke his cock.

“Come here babe,” I said. “I need you inside me.”

He smirked. “I want you to ride me.”

He laid down on the bed, and I positioned myself on top of him. Slowly, I slid his cock inside of me, filling every bit of me.

His breath caught at the feeling of being inside me. I leaned forward to kiss him, and he whispered to me:

“Oh fuck, you’re so tight. God, you’re always so tight.”

And I started riding him, pumping myself up and down his cock, and rocking forward with each motion to grind my pubic bone against him. He thrusted his hips to match with my motions, and reached back to grab my ass. He gave me a firm spank, and I yelped at the feel of it, pain turning into pleasure.

“Fuck, slap me again,” I said.

And he spanked me again, harder this time. My cheek was tingling, and I knew it had left a mark. It would hurt later, but I loved the tenderness of it later - a memento of what had transpired the night before. I reached back to play with his balls, and he moaned at the feel of it.

My juices were all over his cock, and I wanted to taste myself on him so badly. I told him, and slid off of him to admire how wet his dick was, before running my tongue along its entire length. I loved the taste of myself on him. Somewhat sweet. Somewhat salty. I swirled my tongue around his head, and watched his eyes close in pleasure, before I relaxed my throat, and forced as much of his cock in as I could in the back of my throat. I pumped my mouth over his dick in my throat, listening to his breath speed up, and watching his leg twitch, until I gagged, tears in my eyes. And I paused to run my hand up and down his shaft, playing with his balls with the other.

“Babe,” he said, “come here. I want to taste you.”

So I swung my leg over his chest, and he drew me to his face until I was sitting on it. I kept his cock in my mouth, and continued to blow him. I love oral. He ran his tongue along my swollen lips, and my hips almost bucked at just that. He circled his tongue around my clit, while I circled his head, loving the reciprocity of 69, and he plunged his fingers inside of me, rubbing my g-spot. And then he started sucking.

I lost all ability to concentrate, weakly pumping his dick with one hand, while I moaned and ground my pussy against his face. He continued on like this, until I could feel the orgasm coming.

“Oh god,” I whispered. “Oh god, oh god, Liam I’m cumming.”

He kept going, even as I started cumming, and I had a full body orgasm. My hips bucked against him, my pussy squeezed around his fingers, and my knees quivered as I came all over his face.

He collapsed back into the bed, and I lay on top of him, breath shaky as I tried to remember to breathe. Finally, I swung back around and kissed his cheek, his chin, and finally his lips. I could taste myself all over him.

“Holy fuck,” he said, half laughing.

I fell into his chest, laughing with the orgasm, and he kissed me on the forehead, before he flipped me over onto my knees, to fuck me doggy style.

“My turn now,” he said.

And he slid himself inside of my swollen pussy, and started pounding me. His cock was so deep inside of me, and I was so sensitive, I yelped, and almost screamed as his balls slapped against me. He spanked each cheek, and reached around to grab a breast firmly. I reached back to play with his balls, because I knew he loved it, and he groaned.

“Oh fuck babe,” he said.

He pounded me over and over again, and I loved hearing the slap of flesh on flesh, until finally, in one seamless motion, he pulled out, and came all over my back.

We cleaned up and collapsed into bed, exhausted, and happy, and fell asleep as I absently drew circles on his shoulder with my finger.