Names and details changed to preserve the anonymity of my naughty friend…
Like most guys growing up in the Internet age, I watched a lot of porn in my teenage years. One thing that never made sense to me during this time was why almost every damn scene ended with the guy cumming on someone’s face. Why was it so popular? Watching a man splatter a woman’s face with his cum did nothing for me.
Then, one night, I came on a woman’s face for the first time, and everything changed…
I had always had a little crush on Annabelle. I met her when she was 18, and I was 22. I thought she was adorable. With a vaguely androgynous look, and a bit of pudge, she was the epitome of “cute punk who didn’t give a fuck.” Her affinity for cheap beer and loud music gave her that approachable vibe I love so much.
We flirted at parties and shows from time to time, and I stalked the hell out of her Facebook, just as she stalked mine. I remember one night, running into her at a house party, both of us a little drunk, flirting like mad, making out in a dark corner like a couple of jr. high kids. She had somewhere to be, but even as I stumbled home alone, I was electrified!
A few years passed where we didn’t go beyond seeing eachother at the odd show or party, making out, flirting, and talking shit. At times, one or both of us would be partnered up, and things would cool off, only to heat up again when we were both available. But something would always get in the way- one of us needing to be up in the morning, one of us getting pulled away by friends, one of us being too drunk (usually both of us on that last one)… I remember passing out on a couch at a party with her. Worst sleep of my life, so uncomfortable. So worth it. Her body felt warm and soft, comforting. Morning cuddles were such a great relief to my hangover, too!
Finally, after years of on-off sexual tension, we ended up in my bed. This was not the artful sort of sex, often portrayed on sets with white curtains and pastel sheets. It was dirty punk sex with rough edges and lots of hair pulling. I did not slowly take in all of her aromas, patiently working my way along her whole body. No, I grabbed at whatever I could, consumed her flavors and textures haphazardly, with spots missed and others reddened from the intensity. My back blazed with scratches as she made the same mad dash to plunder what she could from my body. We were impatient. We had waited long enough.
I could feel myself wanting a release, wanting to let it all out, to let go of the years of tension we had built up between us. And that’s when she said it: “You can cum on my face if you want.” And so I straddled her and gave myself a quick tug, releasing my pent up energy in a powerful burst across her face. In that instant, I understood. Something inside me had awakened, and I would never be the same.
We only ever hooked up a few times after that, always randomly after parties or shows, and always dirty. Her face turns the cutest shade of red when she cums, and her taste is mild, sweet, just right. We made some great memories. She has since moved away and found a dude she is very happily living with. When she’s in town, we hang out, but that tension isn’t there like it used to be. Even so, that memory of my cum covering her pretty face is etched into me like it’s been chiseled into stone. I find myself always wanting to cum on my partners’ faces and tits, especially when I know they are into it. I am now drawn to portrayals of cumshots in porn, often seeking them out exclusively on subs like /r/cumsluts and /r/GirlsFinishingTheJob.
I’ve had some great times over the past few years giving women facials, cumming on tits, legs, asses, and backs. Perhaps I will write more stories later. Stay tuned and if you feel like it, sub to /r/viewsaurus or dig through my post history to see all my sexy stuff.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/650xwg/mf_the_first_time_i_gave_a_facial
I never understood the whole cum shot thing. Guess I have to give it shot.
Great story, well written :)