PLANNING A BUKKAKE Pt. 1 [mf] [oral] [anal] [mast] [facial]

Sometimes I’ll come across a post on Reddit that says, “Wanna add another load? Or 10?!” And I click on the photo and there’s some cute girl with a load of sperm on her face or ass or tits and the comments are all like, “Hell yeah!” “sign me up!” “I’m in!”

But I wonder if those girls really want 10 strangers loads on their face or if it’s just clickbait.

I, for one, actually want 10 loads on my face, but I’ve been too nervous to tell my boyfriend. Oh, we had a threesome a few days ago and they both blew their loads on my face. And everyone left very VERY happy. But two is one thing. 10? Is that excessive? Am I a whore?

I don’t think so. But I don’t want my boyfriend to think I am.

I just want to feel it. One sticky load running down my face is amazing. Two is wonderful. 10? Good golly, that soaks my cunt.

My plan is simple: We’ll discuss the threesome in a day or two and I’ll ask if he liked it. If he liked watching the other guy paint my face like a little slut. And if he says yes, I’ll ask what he thinks about doing it again. But … adding one more guy. If he’s into it, then I’ll make a joke. Something like, “Why not just round up and go for 5 guys. Or 10!”

I’ll laugh.

And then I’ll watch him like a fuckin’ hawk. If he laughs and says, “Yeah!” Then it’s on. If he chuckles and his eyes dart around or he says, “Three guys is one thing, but 10?” Then I will literally be soul crushed and I will pull the blanket over my head and sob like a little crybaby.

*Kidding.* But I might be bummed.

**TWO DAYS LATER**

So I asked him if he was comfortable with the threesome. And he just raved and raved about it and how much fun he had. I asked if he was down to do it again.

“Absolutely. I mean … if you want it, too. Did you have a good time?”

“Oh, totally. I had the BEST time. I’d do another threesome. Or … another foursome?”

“Another couple?”

“I mean we could but I was thinking 3 guys.”

“Oh. Oh yeah? THREE?”

*Shit. The way he said* THREE *did* NOT *sound promising.*

“Too many?” I asked.

“I mean, I don’t think so. But … I mean. Is there even such a thing as too many?”

“Hah, I know, right? I mean let’s just make it 5 guys.”

“Or ten,” he said.

“Seriously?”

His eyes darted around.

“I — I mean, I –”

“I’m into it if you are,” I said.

“Really? That doesn’t seem like a lot?”

“No, it totally seems like a lot. But that’s the appeal. I want it,” I said. “I want to be on my knees. Naked. Surrounded by 10 guys stroking their cocks over my face. I want to feel load after load splatter onto my face and in my mouth and on my tits. I need it. I’m DESPERATE for it, actually. I want the attention on me. One guy. You? Amazing. I love it. Two guys like last week? So much better. Ten guys? TEN GUYS?! Babe. Oh my god if you help me arrange a fucking bukkake –”

His eyes popped. Maybe he didn’t think I knew that word.

“I’ll eat your ass and suck your cock every night for a YEAR,” I said.

I looked down. His cock was hard. Throbbing under his pesky jeans.

“Download Feeld,” I told him.

Feeld is the app WE met on. An app for hookups. What Tinder was in its glory days.

“Really?” He asked.

I nodded as I unzipped his pants and took his cock out. He reached for his phone.

“Make your profile photo the one of us in Hawaii. You know the one.”

He nodded. It turned me on to see how quickly he was moving. The app was already redownloaded. The photo was already uploaded. The bio was being modified.

“My girlfriend and I are looking for a few good men to cum — C-U-M — over and paint her face. Must be tested and D&D free. The profile photo is from last month.”

I put his cock in the back of my throat and gagged, drooling all over him immediately. His favorite. Once his cock was fully slathered in spit, I stood up and undressed, showing him my pierced nipples and small, neatly groomed bush. His cock bounced, throbbing.

“Fuck,” he whispered.

I put two fingers in my mouth and gagged myself, drooling into the palm of my hand. His eyes grew wide. He’s seen this move before.

I turned around, bent over and smeared saliva all over my pink asshole. I slipped a finger inside. I masturbated my asshole as he watched. And then, once I was adequately loosened up, I walked back over to him and straddled him, my breasts in his face, and eased my warmed up asshole over his shaft, sliding all the way down. I could feel every inch of him inside of me. I rode him, slowly. His cock stretching my asshole wider and wider.

He moaned, sucking my nipples. His phone was still in his hand.

“Update Profile,” he whispered as he dropped the phone beside him and grabbed my thick, curvy hips, guiding me up and down.

“Your cock feels so good in my ass,” I said as I kissed his neck.

He repositioned me on the sofa so I was on all fours. Doggy style. He stood behind me and entered my asshole. This was his favorite position for anal. Every few pumps, he’d pull out and spread my ass cheeks apart, gaping my little hole. I’d pucker it for him.

“Make it wink,” he’d say.

And I’d squeeze my asshole open and shut over and over. It drove him. WILD. And then, he’d be back inside. Pumping.

“I love your asshole,” he’d grunt as he’d slap my ass.

But this time, as we fucked, his phone kept lighting up. A match. Another match. Another match.

“Fuck,” I whispered as I reached in between my legs and rubbed my clit while he fucked my asshole. “Look at all of these matches! Babe! Oh my god. Another one! And another! OH MY GOD!”

“Give me your face,” he begged, yanking his cock from my hole.

I was such a whore, he didn’t even have to ask for permission anymore. He also didn’t have to ask if he could film the facials, which he loved doing. He reached for his phone and stroked himself as I masturbated. I could still feel my asshole opening and closing.

One time, after he gave me a facial, I sent the photo to my bestie and said, “LOL!” It was supposed to be a secret between me and my best friend, but he found out and got so turned on.

I slid onto the floor, still rubbing my pussy while he stood over me and made his sperm rain down on my face. Thick cum soaked me. The load was massive. I felt it drip down my cheeks, dangle off my chin and run down my tits.

“More!” I begged.

He filmed the entire thing.

“Who are you?” He asked.

“Your little whore,” I said, my face wrecked with jizz. “And this is only one load! Ugggh.”

I purred as I leaned back and masturbated, making myself cum over and over as he opened Feeld and started going through the matches.

“Look,” he said.

I crawled up onto the sofa and sat next to him, my face drenched in jizz. My left eye glued shut.

“He’s cute,” I said. “And so is he. How many guys have we matched with?”

“Eleven,” he said with a chuckle. “And three girls who want to watch.”

“Whoa,” I said. “Should we … go through with this.”

He reached his finger between my legs and touched.

“Based off of how wet you are, I’m going to say yes.”

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/10rugff/planning_a_bukkake_pt_1_mf_oral_anal_mast_facial