POST CHRISTMAS FACEFUCK [mf] [facefuck] [swallow] [oral] [squirt] [creampie]

So I met this guy. I was a little caught off guard because when he messaged me on Tinder, he skipped the usual small talk about my tits or if I wanted to suck his cock. We actually had a friendly chat. It was mostly a surprise because his bio CLEARLY stated he was looking for someone to fuck.

I, too, am looking for someone to fuck. But usually, in the world of Tinder, when you say you’re looking for casual, you aren’t met with friendly banter.

SOOO, we chatted for like a few days. It was during the holiday season, so we were both busy with family and one evening, he texted to say he was stressed and annoyed with relatives and wished he could have snuck out for a while to “hang out” with me. Finally! Something dirty.

I asked what he had in mind since I had snuck off to my bed and was kind of in the mood anyway. He sexted me until I made myself cum and then we spent the next hour texting about sex. Do you have a favorite position? Do you have a favorite sex toy? Do you like rim jobs? He asked a litany of questions until, finally, I realized he was jerking off. I decided to get a little more graphic with my responses.

The tension was so thick. The build up had gone on long enough. I didn’t usually fuck on the first date, but this was an exception. He said he’d sent his relatives off to a museum for the day and had a few hours of free time. Since my relatives were still around, I took an Uber to his house.

He met me outside and gave me a hug like we’d been friends forever. He was so fucking corny. But super cute. We held hands as we walked through the snowy front yard to his house. He kept saying how excited he was to meet. What a dork. We went inside and he offered me something warm to drink. But I was in SLUT MODE, dammit. I didn’t want tea and cookies.

“The only thing I want to drink is what comes out of your balls,” I said.

He froze, eyes wide, and smiled.

“Oh,” he said.

“I mean, we can have tea and cookies later … ya know. It’s the holidays. I have a lot of pent up frustration. It’s sweet that you’re so sappy, but … where is your bedroom?” I asked.

He laughed as he escorted me, by hand, upstairs to his bedroom. We watched each other undress. He smiled as I stepped out of my jeans and threw my shirt on the floor. I stood before him in my bra and panties. If you’ve ever seen Karlee Grey’s videos, I have a body (and bush) similar to hers. He was skinny, but muscular and dropped his boxer briefs around his ankles. He had a really hard, really long cock.

“Wow,” I whispered as I popped my bra off.

“Your nipples are pierced,” he said.

“They are,” I said.

“I love pierced nipples.”

His cock began to bounce up and down. I realized I was going to be the one in charge of this. He was a little timid and I needed my brains to be fucked out. I kicked my panties off and gave him a little twirl, shaking my booty in his face. He smirked as I dropped to my knees in front of him and wrapped my lips around his cock. I sucked on him, licking him from base to tip and then looked up at him and winked.

I took his hands and placed them on my temples.

“Hold me,” I said.

He held my head in place.

“Now fuck my mouth.”

He eased himself in and out, slowly pushing deeper and deeper. I started to shake my head.

“No,” I said. “Hard. Like, treat my throat like it was a pussy.”

“You … want me to fuck your throat?” He was smiling, his eyes were wide. A fantasy come true.

“Please?” I begged. “Please fuck my throat.”

He nodded, held onto my head and slammed his cock, with no remorse, down my throat. I gagged and retched. ‘Atta boy, I thought as he began to pummel my throat. My mouth was open wide. My tongue was out. My mascara ran down my cheeks as he plowed my mouth. I gagged and spat, Saliva spraying onto his torso and dripping down my chin.

“Fuck,” he whispered.

“HARDER!” I shouted.

He fucked my mouth even harder. Drool poured out of my mouth, which I collected in my hand and smeared over my own face, giggling like a woman possessed. He watched in awe.

“Are you like, a porn star?” He said quietly.

“Nope,” I said. “I just fuck like one.”

He laughed as saliva dribbled out of my mouth and dangled from my chin.

“Rough enough?” He asked.

“I guess,” I said playfully.

Determined to prove he could meet my expectations, he pulled his saliva coated shiny, wet cock from my throat as I let out a little gag and cough.

“Alright,” he said, yanking me up from the floor. He repositioned me, aggressively, and put me on the bed with my head hanging over the edge. My pussy soaked. I’d never been so wet.

“Yessss,” I moaned as he slid his cock down my throat. I could feel it inching deeper and deeper. And once was all the way down, he yanked out and began to pump and buck and thrust as hard as he physically could! I loved it! I rubbed my pussy eagerly as he slammed himself down my neck.

I’ll have a sore throat tomorrow, I thought to myself as I fingered my gushy wet cunt.

“HARDER!” I said, saliva spurting out of my mouth and onto my face. My hair was thick with saliva as he continued to fuck my mouth.

“HARDER!” I shouted every time his cock slipped out of my mouth and landed over my face. My mouth remained open the entire time. I giggled and laughed as he plowed my throat, my eyes red with saliva that drenched my face.

I was close to an orgasm. I began to writhe and squirm as I pumped my fingers in and out of my cunt. He pumped his cock down my throat, faster and faster.

“YES!” He grunted. “FUCK! YES!”

As I began to cum, I could feel his cock swell in my mouth. He was going to cum too! I was both aroused and slightly bummed, as I wanted to FUCK.

“I’m cumming!” He grunted as he ejaculated into my mouth. His heavy load sprayed down my throat. His cock throbbed, bobbing up and down in my mouth as he continued to cum until his balls were empty.

“Fuckkk,” he moaned as he pulled himself out of my throat. “I couldn’t resist. Your throat felt too fucking good. But don’t worry. I’ll be good for round two in a little.”

I smiled ear to ear as he physically rotated me in the bed. Now, my legs were hanging off the edge. He dropped to his knees. A people pleaser, I thought! He wasted no time kissing my inner thighs. My pussy was already wet. Soaked. He ran his fingers through my bush as he sucked on my clit and licked and slurped. I pressed his head deeper into me and moaned. I was going to cum again. That’s how my orgasms worked. Back to back to back.

“Please,” I begged as I played with my nipples. “Oh god, please.”

He slurped up my juices and slid two fingers inside of me. He pumped them in and out while he tongued me. I felt something I’d never felt before. Like I was filling up. Like there was going to be a physical release. I was wetter than I’d ever been. Gushier. I could feel it. Filling.

“Something’s happening,” I moaned with delight.

“Do it,” he whispered between licks. “Squirt in my mouth.”

SQUIRT? DID HE SAY SQUIRT? IS THAT WHAT WAS ABOUT TO HAPPEN? I’D NEVER SQUIRTED BEFORE!

If anything, it felt like I was gonna piss all over the place, but he kept pumping his fingers in and out faster and faster and faster. My pussy was so creamy. SO WET.

“Oh god!” I shouted. “OH GOD!!!”

“DO IT!” He grunted as he jackhammered his fingers into my cunt harder and harder. He pressed his tongue onto my clit just as I came AND squirted. A torrent of liquid gushed and splattered across him, drenching his face, filling his mouth. I felt like a fish out of water, flopping around without any control, screaming, moaning, writhing like crazy. And then I looked down. He was drenched. Completely soaked.

“Oh my god,” I giggled. “Did I do that?”

He held his mouth open and displayed a mouth full of squirt.

“I want to taste it,” I said.

He happened to have a glass on the nightstand with a little water left in it. I chugged the water and handed him the glass. His eyes sparkled with excitement. He’d never been with a slut like me. He opened his mouth and drained the squirt into the empty glass, handing it back to me.

The glass was full and warm. Whatever squirt was left in his mouth, he eagerly swallowed.

“Wow,” I said.

“Drink it,” he said. “Taste yourself.”

I held the glass to my mouth and took three large sips, emptying the contents of the glass, smiling proudly.

“That was your first time squirting?” He asked.

“Uh-huh,” I said, still trembling. Still out of breath.

“Amazing,” he said. “That was so hot.”

He stood up. His penis was hard again. I couldn’t do much more, I was so drained. My face was wet with saliva. My hair was matted down, too. And my cunt had just been jackhammered harder than it ever had before. I was trembling as he eased his cock into me. I draped my legs over his shoulders. He tilted me back, allowing himself to push one or two extra inches into me.

“Ohhhhgodddd,” I moaned.

He slid in and out, slowly at first, but gradually picking up the speed. I could feel every inch of his cock pound me. I begged for him to go nice and slow. I couldn’t take much more. I tried to rub my clit, but it was so swollen and so sensitive, I couldn’t. I just laid there and enjoyed being slowly fucked.

“Oh, you’re so good,” I whispered as I twisted my nipples slowly.

“Can I cum inside of you?” He asked.

I nodded.

“Please cum in my pussy,” I begged.

“You want me to cum?”

I nodded and begged some more for his sperm.

“You want it?” He asked, picking up the speed, tensing the muscles in his chest.

“I want it,” I shouted. “I need your cum. Cum inside of me!”

“I’m gonna cum!” He grunted.

And just like that, he exploded. He grunted and moaned as he pushed himself deep into my pussy. After he pulled out, I dug my fingers into myself and licked the cum from them as he watched.

“Mmm,” I said. “Your cum tastes good.”

He smiled as I stood up and put my clothes on.

“Well,” I said. “That’s just what I needed. Now I need to sneak home and rush into the shower before anyone notices my face. And my hair.”

“Good thing you’ve got a hoodie,” he said, pulling the hood up to obscure my saliva coated hair. I giggled. Such a gentleman. He pulled me in and kissed me deeply. “Happy new year.”

“Happy new year,” I said as we stood, making out.

I called for an Uber and he took me by the hand and escorted me downstairs.

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