We met at a bar and he wanted to take me home. He knew who I was, knew I was married. I think that only added to the effect. I didn’t know yet how much I enjoyed being a slut, but I was excited to try something new.
We got to his house and started making out.
“Is this okay?” He asked.
“Yeah,” I said, kissing him again. We made out for a little bit, hands groping each other. He pulled my shirt off, I undid his pants. Pretty soon we were both naked. I lay on my back on his bed and he climbed on top. He slid a finger into my pussy and stroked my clit. I moaned and shifted under his touch. He stroked his cock with his other hand. After a few moments of that he leaned over me and pulled out the drawer to his bedside table to grab a condom. He rolled it over her cock and pushed his finger back inside me.
“You’re sure this is okay?” he asked again.
“Yes,” I moaned.
He pressed the head of his cock against my tight opening and pushed. We both moaned as he entered me. He bent over me, sliding in and out as our bodies moved together and we began to sweat. I started rubbing my clit, which made me clench my pussy tightly. He groaned and started fucking me harder.
“Can I cum on your face?” he panted.
“Okay,” I said with a grin.
He pulled out.
“Get on your knees,” he said, indicating to the floor beside the bed. I did as he asked.
He stood up beside me and pulled the spent condom off his throbbing dick. He pressed his cock against my cheek, stroking it. I parted my lips and sucked it into my mouth, enjoying the feel of it against my lips and tongue. I bobbed my head up and down for a few minutes until he pulled back and started rubbing his cock aggressively. I thought knew what to expect next so I closed my eyes and opened my mouth wide. I felt the first hot glob of cum hit my eyebrow. I grinned and sighed with pleasure. Then another hit my cheek. Another in my open mouth. I closed my mouth and savored the taste. Another shot hit my chin. Again and again, shot after shot hitting me in the face, coating me with cum. I could not believe the load this guy was giving me! So. Much. Cum. And I enjoyed every drop. After what seemed like forever he finally stopped shooting strings of cum at me and I tried to open my eyes. The cum stung my eyes and I whimpered. He grabbed me some tissue paper to wipe it away, but it didn’t help much.
“That’s so hot!” he said.
I grinned, proud.
He then directed me to the bathroom to clean myself up. I looked in the mirror and the thick strings of cum ran down my face, mingling with my makeup. I was a right mess! I cleaned up as best I could and thanked him for the good time. Then went home to my husband.