[FM] The story of my first facial

Posting my old content for the sake of posting.

It’s Sunday March 8, 10:39am as I begin typing and I just got my first facial about 7 hours ago. The build up was… divine. I went out with some friends Saturday night for a much needed girls night. You know the drill, over dressed for cheap drinks in French quarter bars. I don’t live far from the French quarter so one of my friends decided to pick me up. I’m texting my boyfriend seeing how he’s doing with the baby. These two are eating a gallon of ice cream watching cartoons on the sofa, it’s adorable. He checks on me again a few hours later, probably midnight-ish to see how we’re getting along making sure I don’t need to be picked up. I’m still relatively sober and for whatever reason the desire hit me and I began flirting. I wanted to tease him and I wanted him to tease me back so I initiated. I’m dressed for comfort. I was in a blue maxi dress with a thin jacket since it was a bit cool that night. I asked what he wanted me to do and he asked if I was wearing panties. I went to the bathroom and sent him a picture of them dangling from my index finger “not anymore.”

Now to get this out of the way. I, under no circumstances, absolutely will not touch myself in any bar barthroom in the French quarter. That’s just begging for some kind of flesh eating bacteria. Anyway, the goal was teasing and he definitely had the upper hand on me due to location. I wish I would’ve wore one of my plugs out. I guess one of my friends saw my messages, specifically the underwear one and mentioned it. I didn’t even deny it. I was so horny I wanted to bail on them and suck his dick like it was an Olympic event. But I’m no quitter and I was having fun but my mind was rampant with consistent pornographic thoughts that I was more than willing to act on. I had to put my underwear back on. Couldn’t have myself soaking through my dress when I sit down.

It’s about 2am and we’re at Lafitte’s blacksmith bar winding down. We did a lot of dancing and a lot of walking so some of us are starting to disappear and head home. As soon as my friend was ready we made for her car. The girl driving me is one of my best friends and she knows all of our antics so she asked about how things were between me and Dennis. I looked at her and made that blowjob gesture when you poke your cheek with your tongue. She laughed and asked if I was about to get it. I laughed and said I was so anxious to crawl on top of him when we got home. I purposely slowed down drinking so I was happily buzzing but not too much so I can’t enjoy myself.
Well here we are. I unlock the front door and walk in our bedroom which is pitch black so I turned on the little nightlight by the dresser. I started stripping down tip toeing so I can wake him up in an intimate, gratuitously sexual manner. He’s in gym shorts making it easier for me to whip it out when I feel he’s appropriately stimulated.

Completely naked, I sneak up to the bed and slowly climb on top of him. We have a good mattress so you can’t feel someone else’s movement. Perfect for me. I’m under the blanket straddling him and he comes to, then takes a deep breath and I began kissing him assertively. When I felt his hands on my hips I knew he was officially awake. Grinding my clit on his growing erection felt so fucking good that it was finally getting some attention after a night of constant insatiable throbbing between my legs. That satisfaction of finally being able to cut loose and act out on these heated desires was so worth the wait. I love, LOVE, when he squeezes my ass so hard it spreads my pussy open. So primal and full of lust. Now that he’s awake I can finally get to the good stuff I’ve been craving all night. My hands begin to wander feeling his toned body down to his pants until I feel it, nice and thick growing in my hand. He has two huge veins running down his dick that I can feel sticking out pumping in my grip as he grows larger and larger until my fingertips can’t touch anymore. God his cock is so fucking beautiful.

I pulled his pants down and began to lower myself until he rams into me bottoming out. It hurt so good. My legs shook and my voice echoed throughout the house. I lean back bracing myself up on his thighs and begin to stimulate my g spot whipping my hips in a circular motion. The silence is drowned out with that wet sound of him sliding in and out of me combined with our frantic breathing. I tend to get vulgar when I drink and tonight was no exception. I’m overthinking in my head trying to amplify the mood so every phrase I can think of is running through my head consequently turning me on even more. His hands squeezing my ass gives me the perfect idea. I leaned forward so we were face to face still working his cock and I grabbed his hand. I began sucking his middle finger to get it wet and I told him to put his finger in my ass. God that amazing feeling when he breaks through is so intensely satisfying. I could feel the pleasure surge through me like electricity. He caught me smiling staring down at him and began to alternate strokes. Jesus that feeling is something else and I won’t even pretend to not love it. I’m face down in his chest breathing against his skin while he fucks me with every inch of that massive thing.

He’s at a moderate pace but he’s using the entirety of his dick from tip to base driving into me. The finger in my ass is only amplifying the feeling until my vision begins to narrow and I feel it coming. I began rubbing my clit and exhaled “don’t stop…. please don’t stop” which ended up being a not quite squirting orgasm, but a little something came out which is unusual for me. Maybe the alcohol helped, who knows, but when I got lightheaded and felt myself beginning to clinch anticipating that over the top orgasmic climax, he drove into me so insanely hard, it made me bite into his shoulder so I wouldn’t scream. It was a primal moan/scream of pure bliss that had me spill onto his stomach and in my hand. The splashing between us as I continued cumming was like an applause. I could feel my ass clinching around his finger as it slid in and out heightening my sensory overload. I couldn’t continue on myself once I went limp. I‘m at his mercy when I get like that because I can’t even communicate, so when it became too much I had to bite so he would ease up on me. He snapped out of it which let me snap out of it and when he pulled his finger out of my ass, we just laid there and I had one of those moaning laughs because I could still feel myself contracting with him still inside of me. My heart was pounding. When Dennis went to pull out, I had a subtle little aftershock orgasm which made my entire body quiver. I collapsed back on top of him and he gently rubbed my back while I collect myself.

I almost fell asleep it was so surreal and calming. We kissed and I told him it was his turn now. In his super monotone voice he said “I’m not done with you.” It’s only been a few minutes so I’m obviously still a little drunk because I never would’ve said “fuck me like you’re trying to punish me.” I cringe thinking about it but heat of the moment it was pretty hot and he did, in fact, punish me. It’s Wednesday as I finish this up and I’m still a little sore. So, post disciplinary request, Dennis grabs me under my thighs and just lifts me up over his face and begins this assault on my clit with his tongue. All I could murmur into our headboard was “oh my god” over and over again. Just his tongue. No fingers. No g spot. Nothing in my ass. I don’t know what the hell he was doing differently but my legs shook the entire time and I was so terrified I was about to squirt again I had to grab his face with my free hand and push him back. He’s about a thousand times stronger than me and just didn’t allow that nonsense, so here I am ticking away like a water balloon over my boyfriends face. Next best option was to suffocate him which also didn’t pan out so I just asked him with my big girl words to slow down which was immediately effective. Drunk me overthinks. He releases me from the tongue lashing and asks what position I want to do. I said let’s do yours, which is the cancer position. His favorite.

I’m on my side and he’s kneeling reentering me. Jesus it’s so deep I can feel him hitting my lungs while he’s pressed against me kissing and sucking my nipples. I told him I wanted to cum again and he got back to it. My legs are closed so it’s a tight fit. When he comes back, I can feel the tip of his dick spreading me wide open. As if I couldn’t be anymore filled, the head is that much more filling. Every time he comes down into me it takes my breath away. My hands were all over myself grabbing and squeezing whatever I could. Both of my hands are in my hair and as my eyes have finally adjusted to the dark, I can see us in the mirror. Picture perfect. He’s totally in control drilling me with every inch. My body shakes bouncing my tits, making me moan and take deep breaths of intense pleasure. His hand slides along my ass to my lower back holding me in place while his over grips my thigh bracing me for more control. I’m his. I feel unbelievably sexy watching our reflection, watching what I’m feeling, watching what I can hear going on. It was surreal. I put my hand on his and we had a prolonged period of eye contact while he fucked me harder, and harder, and harder, until I had a corner of a pillow in my mouth. Next thing I know he has my wrist pinned behind my back and my leg wrapped around his other wrist. I don’t know how else to say it, but he was fucking me like a whore, and when he reads this after I post it, I really liked it. In the moment, not all the time of course.

In my head I’m thinking he’s a goddamn machine. The more I look at his body the more I believe it. And off I go again like an explosion. It crept up and then I had a few seconds to prepare myself. I got a handful of the sheets with my pinned hand and with my other I went between my legs and grabbed the bottom half of his cock to slow him down so I didn’t ruin the sheets. He seemed to like that because he said “holy shit that feels really good baby… keep doing that.” So I maintained a firm grip on the base of his dick and rode out another orgasm. Glad that slowed him down because I could feel myself getting sore which is annoying because I was super wet. I didn’t cum super hard, but it lasted a really long time which was a nice surprise that I could maintain some cognition and enjoy the show.

Now I could feel his random dick pulsations in my grip, I knew he was almost there. We’ve switched to missionary with my legs are wrapped around him. It’s more passionate now and we’re doing all the cute lovey stuff. We’re gazing into one another’s eyes occasionally kissing with neck or earlobe biting and he asks where I want it. I asked “do you want to cum in my mouth” raising my eyebrow seductively. I’m trying to sell it. He says wherever I want. So I reiterated “I want you to cum in my mouth.” I had no intentions on anything else but swallowing. How I got my entire face covered in cum was a welcomed mishap.

Here we are at the finale. We’re making out while he’s still fucking me with strong, steady, smooth strokes. I know how much cum he shoots. I know how powerful it is upon those crucial first moments. I need to be fast. We’ve been at it for about 15 minutes at this point and in that time I have escalated from drunk-ish to full on drunk. So, when he tells me to get ready, I was anything but coordinated. He pulls out, jumps down off the bed and brings it to my mouth. 2 seconds flat. I didn’t have it together in that two seconds and when I opened my mouth to suck his dick, I missed and got a high pressure shot of cum right against my cheek which was jarring. The second shot hit my lips and before the next had the chance to come out, the first two had already covered a good portion of my face. I got another shot on my mouth and chin and at that point decided, fuck it, guess he’s cumming on my face tonight. I’m stroking his dick which was stupid because it was controlled until I aimed it at my forehead mid stroke, thus covering my temple and eyebrow.

So I have over half of his cum covering my face and decided that was enough and let him finish in my mouth. I took him as deep as I can manage and felt it hit the back of my throat choking it down while I circle that spot with my tongue just how he likes. I can feel it dripping down my face at this point and motherfucker it got in my hair which is pretty much my fault so I can’t even be mad. I mean I can but it’s already in there so I might as well make the most of his orgasm. When he was done, I stroked that last bit out and finished it off. For whatever reason I was pleased with myself. This was my first facial and given the build up, it wasn’t bad minus the cum in my hair.

I kept sucking and teasing his dick while he watched his little cum covered princess (his words) toy with him. Dennis exhales very satisfied while I began sucking his balls and kissing his pelvis. His dick is resting across my face and I asked if he could turn the shower on. I walk in behind him and he looked shocked like he thought I was upset with him. I said I wasn’t fast enough and shrugged. He laughed and said “well thanks for being a good sport.” I had to wipe the bit above my eye with my finger to prevent it from getting in my eye. Other than that, if the mood is right, I’d let him cum on my face again. I just want to be ready so I’m not drunkenly washing my hair at 4 in the morning. If I had to pick, cumming in my mouth and letting it drip down my chin is pretty sexy. A little half and half for variety sake. I’ll work my way up to the more realistic version on my own time, but yeah. I’d say 7/10 right now.

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