My boyfriend is so freaking good to me. He cooks, he cleans, and his talented tongue makes me cum almost daily. But early on in our relationship, I was pretty unsure about letting him cum on my face. I consider myself a feminist and most of my friends in that circle won’t let guys do it, but I knew how badly he wanted to mask my face with his hot jizz, so in the first year of our relationship, I decided to give him exactly what he wanted for his birthday.
On his birthday, we went out to dinner, saw a movie, and ended up back at his place, snuggling on the couch. Greg, my bf, was in his nice tan suit, filling it nicely with his big frame, tone muscles, and perfect perfect 8 inch penis with a beautiful pink bulb. His short brown hair and woodsy musk are irresistible. He started to rub my leg, sliding his hand underneath my short blue cocktail dress. He brushed my soft blonde hair back, kissed me, and immediately found my clit.
“Stop.” I whispered in his ear. “It’s your birthday. I should do something nice for you. I tossed the blanket aside, I stoop up, letting Greg see me in my tight revealing cocktail dress, glittery make-up, my amble chest struggling to stay contained. I took the hairband off my wrist, put my hair into a ponytail and smiled. Greg just let out a low grunt and got comfy, throwing his arms on the back of the couch. “I want to give you a very special birthday blowjob.” I leaned in and kissed Greg. He grabbed the top of my dress and pulled it down, letting my breasts sway freely. He kept pulling me down with the dress until I was in between his legs, staring at his hard cock through the fabric, running down his leg.
Greg hurried to unbuckle his belt and unbutton his pants. I helped him pull down his pants and his cock came shooting up. I opened wide and embraced Greg’s warm flesh deep down my throat. Hitting the ground running, I necked Greg all the way until his balls were on my chin. “Holy fuuuuck babe.” I heard Greg moan. I shifted my eyes up and met his gaze, watching him smirk down at me as I gracefully worked his shaft. “Happy birthday to me….” Greg said in amazement.
I ejected Greg’s cock from my wet mouth. Out of breath like I just ran a marathon, I pressed my tits against Greg’s cock. “I want you to cum on my face baby…” Greg’s eyes widened and I felt his cock pulse. His balls were heavy and I could tell he was close. I stroked his cock and licked his tip. “I’m going to look so pretty with all that cum on me.” Greg took hold of his cock and gave it two strokes and started to paint my face. He shot a long string on my forehead that flung down onto my right eye. With one eye open, Greg keep shooting, getting each cheek, cum wildly reaching my blonde hair, splattering down my tits. With his last ooze, he put a little wad on my nose.
“Fuuuuck. Babe you look amazing. Like a cake covered in frosting” He rubbed his cock along my chin, massaging the cum in like lotion. I looked up at him, he was so happy, so satisfied, and even though I felt like a slut, I loved it.
“Happy birthday baby.” I gave his still hard cock one last little kiss and went to get a towel.
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Really enjoyed the story! Nice work :)