Loading...Jocelyn’s sets on Suicide Girls were always the hottest and most anticipated when they main the site’s main page. She was a spritely little thing, skinny as a twig with pale, creamy skin. Her hair was dyed the same color as a fire engine, her puppy dog eyes milk chocolate. Her septum piercing matched the snakebite gauges in her lips. Her flat tummy and bubble butt were two of her favorite features about her body.
She dressed primarily in black and denim, a little punker who adored being photographed in the nude. Though, after her fourth set went viral and the positive feedback began pouring in, Jocelyn began to feel somewhat bored with the routine.
But Jocelyn’s longtime girlfriend Heather, a stunning blonde with bronze skin and shimmering pink lips never complained. She simply loved Jocelyn too much, and got off on the notion of millions of members staring at her lover naked as the day she was born. On several occasions, Heather rubbed herself to orgasm to Jocelyn’s sets while on vacation (or lying right in front of Jocelyn). A lot of times, she dipped into her own private collection of Jocelyn. The sets on SG were sexy and all, but they left too much to the imagination sometimes. The photos Heather always took of Jocelyn captured her at her most exposed. She didn’t just make her girlfriend spread her legs for these photo sets, but made her spread her lips wide in addition.
The memory of making Jocelyn pull her pussy lips apart, revealing her pink flower and her most intimate hole caused Heather’s pussy to flood with excitement while she wrestled around her bed with her. Heather finally pinned her flame-headed girlfriend to the bed, the redhead clad only in a studded denim vest littered with faded patches representing her favorite heavy metal bands. The rest of her creamy, smooth body was on display. Her vulva was smooth and barren, her slit dripping with nectar that flooded through her body. Her heart raced, eyes locked on Heather’s. Heather was naked also, her heart beating at the sight of Jocelyn’s very exposed body beneath her, just waiting to be handled and tasted. Their lips met and Jocelyn’s tongue slipped up into Heather’s mouth, found her tongue and teased it. Jocelyn pulled Heather’s body onto hers, their breasts mashing together.
When Heather finally made her way between Jocelyn’s legs, she found herself unable to contain her excitement. Heather’s tongue darted in and out of her dripping pussy. Jocelyn moaned and groaned as she ran her hands through Heather’s long, blonde locks. Finally, she decided to inform her partner about the new set she had been asked to participate in on Suicide Girls by her long time photographer and good friend Tyler. She wanted her to know while she was horny.
“Tyler asked if I would be interested in starring in the site’s first bukkake set,” Jocelyn blurted out, stopping Heather dead in her tracks.
It wasn’t so shocking to hear the words come out of Jocelyn’s mouth to Heather, but it was shocking that she would bring it up so suddenly. Heather knew Jocelyn was bisexual, and as much as she loved girls, would always crave cock. On one occasion, Heather allowed Jocelyn to seduce one of her closest male friends and give him what she imagined was one of the most unforgettable blowjobs of his life. Heather had been excited to watch her girlfriend indulge in one of her most carnal desires. The very act of watching Jocelyn suck on one of her friends’ penis was strangely arousing to Heather, though she never would have guessed it would be.
Jocelyn would make love to her friend’s whole penis, worshipping the whole organ with her mouth and tongue. After she was finished, Jocelyn had begged her friend to cum on her face, which he did happily. Heather witnessed, in that moment, her friend willingly submitting to her friend who painted her face with thick ropes of pearly white semen that clung to her face. Heather had never seen a girl with cum on her face before that moment, and didn’t know how she felt about facials specifically, but seeing Jocelyn on her knees with cum on her face while her friend stood over her had been strangely arousing to her. Still, she couldn’t get over her own reservations about the nature of the act itself. But Jocelyn assured her in that moment that she never felt degraded, just dominated and maybe a little embarrassed (though there were times she didn’t mind feeling a little degraded).
“So you really like cum, don’t you?” Heather asked, astounded at her girlfriend’s cum-coated face. Thick, creamy cum was running down Jocelyn’s forehead, covering every inch of her nose, and congealed on her cheeks. A thick helping of semen had been shot all over her upper lip. Heather thought Jocelyn looked like she was wearing a cum mustache that oozed down over her luscious lips and dripped in long, thick strands off her chin and splattered down over her breasts.
“I absolutely love it,” Jocelyn replied that day, flashing a casual smile to her girlfriend before she began scooping the sperm off her face in thick helpings into her wanting mouth, swallowing mouthful after mouthful of her friends’ seed.
Ever since that night, Heather had been privy to her girlfriend’s secret desire.
“I don’t know, isn’t there anyone else they can get for this set?” Heather asked.
“I want it to be me, sweetie,” Jocelyn replied.
“I don’t know… I’m just not a fan of the symbolism I guess. All those guys jerking off over you, my girlfriend, and then shooting their stuff on your face.”
“The symbolism is very beautiful, and Tyler is going to capture that essence on camera,” she replied with a simple smile. “When a guy chooses to ejaculate his semen on my face, he’s choosing to deposit his sperm over the most personal part of me… my face. If accepting that cum on my face makes me his, then so be it.”
“And what if that guy wants to degrade you?” Heather inquired.
“Then I guess I just turned into his whore.”
“And that doesn’t bother you?”
“On special occasions, no… I don’t mind letting a guy use a facial to degrade me.”
“You don’t!” Heather exclaimed.
“No. You know Mr. and Mrs. Cameron who I babysit for, right?” Jocelyn asked.
“Yeah…” Heather replied.
“You know I suck Mr. Cameron’s cock for most of the wages he pays, right?”
Heather shrugged uneasily. “Yeah…”
“He degrades me with every facial he gives me. Sometimes he ejaculates all over the floor and makes me lick it up while I’m on all fours. Other times, he’s made me wear his cum all over the house, even when some of his friends stop by. One time, his friend came right out and asked if he could shoot his load in my face also, while Mr. Cameron’s seed was already dripping down it. Mr. Cameron said ‘sure’ without asking me, and before I knew it, this guy put me on my knees and jerked off right in front of my cum-ruined face until he started shooting his own load all over me. Mr. Cameron tipped me pretty well that day of course,” Jocelyn recalled, smiling.
Heather just sighed heavily, the image of Mr. Cameron’s raging cock stuffed deep inside her girlfriend’s mouth impossible to shake. She knew what it looked like because Mr. Cameron would, on occasion, send pictures of it to Jocelyn on her cell phone while she told him how badly she wanted to put it in her mouth. Their dirty-talking sessions always ended with Jocelyn naked and sweaty while thrashing about the bed, both of her hands between her legs while her heart beat rapid-fire. Heather knew exactly what Mr. Cameron’s penis looked like too, as she had gone through her girlfriend’s phone on numerous occasions to see just what kind of pictures she was getting sent. Even she had to admit that it was pretty impressive.
“So, you really want this then… don’t you?” Heather finally asked.
Jocelyn smiled devilishly and snuggled up to her lover. She began planting kisses on her neck, down over her naked breasts while Heather giggled in protest.
“Will you at least watch a movie with me?’ She breathed into Heather’s ear just before slipping a single finger over her clit and then deep into her soaking hole.
“Yes…” Heather breathed into Jocelyn’s ear.
A few minutes later, both girls lay on the bed, Jocelyn’s laptop open on display between them. Jocelyn and Heather’s hands were interlocked with each other, each girl’s hand gently massaging their partner’s vulva. The video started out innocent enough, a young teenage girl on screen slowly stripping for the camera and showing off the rock solid body puberty had just finished sculpting for her. She kept herself nearly clean-shaven, but for a small, neatly trimmed patch of hair guarding her clit no bigger than a penny. She looked to be Latin in decent, with dark features and golden skin. When she was finished undressing, the young girl fell to her knees as a naked man stepped into frame and offered her his erection.
Heather and Jocelyn continued to massage each other as more men appeared on screen, each waiting their perspective turn to have the young girl fellate them. One after the other, the girl took each raging cock deep into her mouth and pleased her male masters on screen. As time went on, the girl lost more and more control of the situation until the men she was pleasing were practically throat-fucking her one after the other, each member ramming his cock in and out of her mouth while saliva and pre-cum spilled out the corners of her mouth and her make-up ran wild.
Jocelyn was by now moaning at the images on screen, Heather finding it a little bit harder to stimulate herself. Heather then watched one of the men on screen approach the innocent nubile with his throbbing cock in hand and cry out, just before sending thick ropes of white cum splashing onto her expecting, virgin face. Heather turned back and looked down at her girlfriend’s vulva. Heather’s hand, and Jocelyn’s free hand were both attacking it now while it continued to flood with forbidden nectar. Jocelyn’s fingertips glided over her wet clit and rubbed it around in circles as she started bucking against Heather’s hand, the sight of the young girl’s face being painted with more semen obviously arousing her. Heather forced her fingers inside of Jocelyn as the girl’s face became a target for sperm, and even she couldn’t fight the motions Jocelyn was bringing her through. Heather looked down, Jocelyn’s fingers fumbling awkwardly with her opening, occasionally penetrating her and dragging her fingers across her inner walls. Heather started to moan like Jocelyn, both girls covered in sweat and out of breath. She looked back to the girl on screen, copious amounts of semen plastered to her face that rolled down her features and dripped off her chin in thick clumps onto her nude breasts.
“You want this to happen to you?” Heather groaned.
Jocelyn got up and straddled Heather’s face without warning, her wet vulva mashing into her face. Bittersweet nectar began dripping all over Heather’s face, the smell of Jocelyn’s intoxicating sex reminding her of fermented passion fruit. Jocelyn then began to buck against Heather’s head, grinding her clit and pussy all over her face while Heather awkwardly fumbled to lick any part of her girlfriend’s privates that she could. But it was Jocelyn in control here, not her lover. Still, having her lover’s pussy dragged all over her face threw Heather into overdrive.
“I want to give you a facial,” Jocelyn moaned, looking down at her girlfriend.
“What?” she breathed into her hole, her face soaked and shimmering in pre-cum.
“I want to cum on your face, right now…” she moaned, bucking even harder.
Heather was lost at the sight of Jocelyn’s smooth vulva being rubbed furiously over her face, those tight lips and thin labia literally dripping with excitement that spilled down over her features. Jocelyn started to moan, and then scream as her orgasm began to build just beneath her clit. Finally, Heather stuck her tongue deep inside of Jocelyn and slipped a single finger up into her lover’s tight sphincter. Jocelyn screamed, grabbing a fistful of her girlfriend’s blonde hair as an extraordinary amount of pressure rocketed beneath her g-spot from inside her ass, causing her orgasm to burst deep within her. A surge of euphoria literally exploded inside of her pussy and ass. Then, Jocelyn finally burst, sending a thick stream of her nectar erupting out of her pussy and splashing right into Heather’s forehead.
She began to squirt all over Heather’s forehead, nose, cheeks, and lips. Her ejaculate splashed all over the pillow and soaked through it. Finally, when it was finished, Jocelyn collapsed on the bed beside Heather’s cum-soaked face just as she brought herself to orgasm so hard that she began to squirt all over their sheets while thrashing about and screaming her girlfriend’s name in ecstasy. When they were both finished, their mini after-shocks still plagued their limp, orgasm-drained bodies. They lied there, caressing each other, Jocelyn admiring her mess all over Heather. Her hair was soaked and matted to her forehead, her features accentuated by glistening nectar dripping over it. Heather could feel Jocelyn drinking the image of her in, never having seen this look of desire in her eyes before. The smell of sex bit into her nostrils, the pungent aroma of cum hanging low in the air and wrapped all around them. Both girls continued to be plagued by their aftershock, mini tremors that erupted through their pussies and caused lightning bursts of euphoria to rush through their privates. Heather looked back at the screen, the nubile’s face unrecognizably covered in a thick blanket of hot cum.
“I feel just as marked as that girl,” Heather said.
“You are,” Heather breathed, taking her girlfriend’s soaked face into her hand.
Heather just smiled.
“So what do you say, will you let me give Tyler a call?” Jocelyn asked.
She looked back at the cum-coated girl on screen and then considered.
“Only if you let me come…” Heather stated.
Jocelyn just smiled.
How it happened was this: Jocelyn’s time photographer, and one of her current lovers on the side, had been hired by one of the site’s administrators to oversee the production of several new, for the first time hardcore sets staring popular Suicide Girls as never seen before. His name was Tyler, a good-looking boy with messy dark hair and sapphire blue eyes. He was one of the site’s more prominent photographers and had, on more than one occasion enjoyed the pleasures of Jocelyn’s mouth and pussy. Jocelyn loved a good fucking after being photographed in the nude, and Tyler loved giving it to her. When Jocelyn finally called him back about his proposition to star in the first Suicide Girls bukkake set, he was ecstatic and immediately began setting everything up. His studio quickly transformed into an erotic set littered with white sheets, candlelight, and throw pillows and rugs.
When Jocelyn arrived with Heather, Jocelyn could sense Heather’s nervousness. But she eased up when she met Tyler, whose assistant was checking the film in his camera while a couple of his friends set up large lighting rigs all around the room.
“I’m Tyler,” Tyler said, shaking hands with Heather and flashing a charming smile.
“Heather,” Heather replied bashfully.
“There’s refreshments on the table over there, and cold drinks too.”
“Thank you, wow… it looks like this is going to be quite a special set,” Jocelyn admitted.
“It will be, we’re already seeing an overload of comments on both our profiles. This is going to be one of the most popular sets I’ve probably ever shot before,” Tyler admitted.
“So how will this work… I mean, exactly?” Heather asked, trying not to give away her trepidation.
“Well, male talent isn’t on call for another half hour, so you have some time to relax. But once they get here, we’ll have Jocelyn stand in the center of this set-up over here while I photograph all of the action. I figure that we’ll start with her clothes on and kind of take it from there. Once things really get heated up, we’re going to capture each cumshot individually and then end things with you in a circle of guys who all cum on you at the same time,” Tyler explained casually.
“Are you going to suck all of their cocks?” Heather blurted out.
“That’s the idea, sweetie,” Jocelyn consoled.
“If at any point you become uncomfortable, please let me know,” Tyler reminded.
“Of course,” Jocelyn stated.
Soon, the room filled up with cute boys who mingled around the snack bar awkwardly, some of them nervously stealing glances at her from across the room. Each and every one of them was trying damn hard to hide their raging erections, but Jocelyn could tell each and every one of them was aroused. When finally, everyone had arrived, Heather guessed there was somewhere around twenty-five guys hanging around, all staring at them like high school boys with a crush. Then, Tyler let everyone know that he wanted to begin and Jocelyn turned to Heather.
“This is it,” Jocelyn said. “You still sure you’re okay with this?”
Heather forced a smile. “I’ll be right here if you need me,” she said.
Jocelyn rolled her eyes and the two kissed passionately. Then, Jocelyn stepped onto the makeshift set and instantly became the center of attention. Tyler approached the group of guys standing at the snack table and sent a few toward Jocelyn. Jocelyn smiled as the guys dwarfed her in stature, one stepping up behind her while two more stood in front of her. They all exchanged nervous smiles and introduced themselves.
“I’m Matt,” the one with sandy blonde hair and stubble said to her.
“Jocelyn.”
“Pete,” the one with messy dark hair standing beside Matt said.
“Jocelyn.”
“Danny,” the one behind her said, planting a single kiss on the back of her neck and causing the hairs on it to stand at attention. A nervous quiver ran through her.
“Jocelyn,” she replied again.
Tyler lifted up his camera and pointed it at Jocelyn. She looked back at him, being photographed while Heather and a number of assistants and horny talent watched on. She swallowed nervously and instantly realized how much courage it must take the many girls she saw in all those fetish videos to step up to bat in a bukkake film.
“And… action!” Tyler yelled.
Danny came up behind Jocelyn and placed his hands right over her breasts on top of her shirt and started to plant gentle kisses down the back of her neck, causing goose bumps to form on her skin and a shiver to run through her body. When he pressed up against her, she could feel his excitement pressing into her from behind. Matt approached her, his gaze capturing her. She could see the desire burned in his eyes and let him pull her into a deep, wet kiss while Pete wasted no time in slipping his hand inside Jocelyn’s pants and feeling her velveteen smooth vulva. Matt’s tongue danced with hers inside her mouth while Pete unbuckled her belt. Danny pulled up her arm and began kissing the inside of her forearm, down and back toward her wrist. Jocelyn closed her eyes and lost herself in the feeling of being the object of so many men’s affection right then. Hands travelled up and under the material of her shirt and inside her bra, over her naked breasts and across her erect nipples. Danny began to massage her breasts inside of her bra, rubbing and kneading them like dough, tracing his fingers around her nipples and gently pulling them between his fingers. Pete finally untied Jocelyn’s constricting leather pants, bending down past the hands inside her shirt toward her exposed naval. He grabbed Jocelyn’s pants on both sides of her hips and slowly tugged them off her body, exposing her lacy black thong beneath.
“Good, right there Josie,” Tyler said, bringing her back to Earth. “Hold that pose.”
Jocelyn turned to Tyler, now aware that she was staring right into Tyler’s camera.
She stared into the camera nervously as Danny, behind her, pulled up her shirt and bra, revealing her tiny A-cup breasts, milky white with small tan, gauged nipples.
Pete, at her naval, grabbed her hips and turned her around, forcing Jocelyn to come face to face with Danny for the first time. He had deep blue eyes that she lost herself in as he pulled her into a deep kiss, Pete on his knees behind her now, staring right at her exposed butt. Matt simply began touching Jocelyn wherever he could. Pete stared at a thin string of black lace hooked between both of Jocelyn’s small cheeks that barely covered her pussy. It was the only thing covering her. When Jocelyn felt Pete’s kisses land on her exposed butt, she couldn’t concentrate and felt her body flood with desire. Soon, Pete was kneading both cheeks deeply as Danny slipped his hand beneath the material of her panties and slid it down her smooth skin, down over her hairless vulva. Jocelyn let out a slight whimper into the man’s mouth as he started to massage the outside of her vulva, gently dragging his fingers purposefully around her lips, back and forth. Then, Pete hooked his fingers inside the bands of her underwear and pulled them off her hips, revealing her dripping pussy staring at him from behind, begging to be tasted and entered.
When Pete pulled her down to her knees, she came face to face with Danny’s exposed penis and instantly remembered why she was there: to suck a lot of cock.
Jocelyn grabbed the man’s organ and felt it twitch and grow in her grip. She started to massage the beautiful thing in both of her hands, kneading it like clay. She loved the look of him, his engorged head throbbing and aching for attention only she could give him. His hand fell on the back of her head and she felt him guide himself between her lips, into her mouth. The second Danny’s penis entered her mouth, Jocelyn heard the sound of pictures snapping off and looked up in enough time to see Tyler pointing his Nikon right at her. She turned her attention back to her blowjob and began to disappear the man into her throat and bob up and down on him. She wrapped her tongue around the tip, swirled it around it, and then took him back into the back of her throat while Matt and Pete fought over who would get to lick her cunt from behind. She felt their tongues running over the folds of her lips, parting them and penetrating her, fingering her and tormenting her.
“Can I finger your ass?” she heard Matt ask innocently.
Jocelyn slipped Danny’s aching cock from her mouth, a strand of saliva connecting his pre-cum soaked head to her luscious lips. She turned back to Matt and Pete, stretching the long strand of pre-cum with her and just smiled at the two boys who looked like toddlers lost in a candy store. They had her cheeks pulled apart, her pussy and sphincter exposed to them and then Tyler’s camera. She had never had these parts of her body or these intimate acts photographed before professionally.
The idea that they were being captured now excited her beyond control.
“Go for it,” she said, just as quickly returning to the cock in front of her. But just as she turned back to Danny, he slapped his cock all over her forehead. At that exact moment, Jocelyn felt a finger rub the mess from her pussy all over her exposed ass, lubricating the tight hole just before slipping deep inside it. Jocelyn moaned just as she shot Danny a look of feigned betrayal while he continued to slap his cock all over her face, spraying speckles of pre-cum all over her forehead and hair.
“Do you like that?” Danny asked her.
“Oh yeah…” she moaned in response more to the sensation of feeling her tight ass drilled.
Finally, Danny stuffed himself back into Jocelyn’s mouth as Matt approached her, now completely nude. His erection was dripping with pre-cum already, throbbing for her attention. So Jocelyn grabbed it, and replaced it into her mouth while she stroked Danny beside her face. She heard more photos being taken of her and opened her eyes to see Tyler pointing a camera right at her. She closed her eyes again and continued to fellate both boys back and forth. Finally, Danny grabbed the back of Jocelyn’s head and rammed his cock into the back of her throat and began to throat-fuck her with unchallenged fervor. The awful gagging sounds emitting from the back of her throat made Heather cringe, especially when she saw copious amounts of saliva and pre-cum spilling out the corners of her mouth.
Jocelyn’s make-up began to run as her chin became ruined with Danny’s mess. When he finally released her Matt was already stroking himself toward release. A spider-web of pre-cum and saliva was connecting Jocelyn to both Matt and Danny.
“I can’t believe I’m going to get to cum on your face…” he kept moaning.
“Whys that?” Jocelyn asked.
“Because it’s so beautiful. I can’t think of anywhere I’d rather cum than all over it.”
“Is that what you like to do, cum on pretty girls’ faces?” Jocelyn asked innocently.
“There’s nothing more satisfying than looking down at a beautiful woman, covered in your own cum,” Matt admitted, stroking himself rapidly over Jocelyn’s face.
Jocelyn watched Matt’s purple head throb and grow like a balloon filling up with too much air. Then, finally, Matt’s penis burst and sent a thick rope of pearly white crème rocketing up the entire length of her virgin face. It landed over her vibrant red bangs and forehead, splattering across the bridge of her nose and finally ending across her cheek beside her chin. He felt like an artist, painting a fresh canvas with a tube of white paint. Her features were so delicate, her skin so soft.
She looked up at him with, her eyes feigning a betrayed innocence as more cum splashed onto her youthful features. The sound of Tyler’s camera firing off reminded Jocelyn that every moment of this forbidden act was being caught on camera. The man shot another thick helping of semen directly above her brow, which added to a pool of crème already congealing against her milky white skin. The sperm poured down over her brow, into Jocelyn’s eyelashes while effectively sealing her right eye shut while continuing down into a mess of frosting splattered against her soft cheeks. Still, Jocelyn kept giving Matt that same look. He felt like he was betraying her, which made the act all the hotter. He grunted and shot one last thick rope of his white, hot see onto the tip of her nose, which connected down onto her upper lip. Finally, he began catching his breath and looked down at Jocelyn, naked and marked in his seed. He just smiled, happy at the damage done.
“So that’s what a suicide girl looks like with cum on her face,” Matt said.
“Take all the time you want to admire your masterpiece, sweetie,” Jocelyn said.
“Really?” he asked.
“Yeah…”
While Matt began stroking himself back to erection, Danny shoved his cock back into Jocelyn’s mouth, her eyes still locked on Matt’s. Danny removed himself from Jocelyn’s face and then screamed out as she shot rope after rope of white semen across her temples and cheeks that dripped and slid down her delicate features. Matt started grunting and bucking against his own hand as Jocelyn began to massage and knead his balls, fixated on his urethra. Her one eye looked back up at him, while fresh cum continued to spill down the canvas of her face, leaving a slimy trail behind it like a slug does traveling across concrete. She wanted to truly drain this boy and knew he had a little bit of firepower left inside him. It was hers.
“Come on sweetie, I don’t have enough cum on my face. I want some more.”
“Are you sure?” Matt literally cried, his face scrunched up and bright red. Jocelyn thought he might be possessed the way his body contorted this way and then that.
“I am, come on. Cover me face in more of your hot, sticky cum,” she begged.
“Tell me what you want… specifically…” he started to cry out.
“I want you to ejaculate all the semen you have left in these beautiful balls all over this cum-covered face. I want it really bad, Matt. Please, give it to me! Cum on my face! Cum all over my pretty little sperm-soaked face and mark me as yours again!”
Matt cried out and shot a thick strand of sperm out of his semi-erect penis, which landed right on Jocelyn’s virgin cheek. He moved his cock quickly over her face and let the rest sort of dribble out into the mess on her forehead, which continued to slide down her nose and into the mess on her cheeks. Heather couldn’t believe what she was seeing, Jocelyn’s face being painted and marked like it belonged to these boys, when in fact it belonged to her. Jocelyn smiled at Matt and winked at him.
“Thanks, sweetie,” she said, her one eye still sealed shut with his cum. “Who’s next?” she asked.
Pete finally pulled out of her ass and approached her, stroking his cock over her face and erupted a thick, creamy rope of icing onto her nose, which hung off it and dangled awkwardly in front of her lips. Jocelyn smiled up at the boy as she saw his cock literally surge just before another thick rope of semen shot out of his urethra into her forehead just above her eyebrow. The thick helping of hot, white seed started spilled into the mess covering her eye. But the boy wasn’t done as he turned his penis toward her cheek and shot two more thick bursts of his seed against her cheek, which continued to run down the lengths of her face and spill down onto her exposed breasts, already splattered with small globules of semen.
“How long were you holding that in?” she asked Pete honestly.
Tyler positioned himself to take more pictures.
“Wow, look at that icicle just hanging there…” Tyler mentioned, referencing the long strand of goo hanging off Jocelyn’s nose that swung awkwardly around with the slightest move she made. She remained still so as to let Tyler capture the image on film forever. She imagined how she must look and wondered when she’d get to see the damage first hand. No, not yet, she thought. This is just the beginning.
Another guy approached Jocelyn, already fully nude. She didn’t remember the face too well, but the cock instantly looked familiar. Jocelyn reached her hand down between her legs and felt the mess Pete had made there by playing with her. She was dripping wet, and shuddered at the slightest touch she was so sensitive. The young man above her looked about her age with short, dark hair and long sideburns. His cock twitched when she reached up with her free hand to massage it ever so gently. It was like a living, breathing animal with a mind of its own just looking for release all over expecting face. The man started to groan, his cock dripping with pre-cum and waiting to explode. Finally, he grabbed himself from her and started to stroke himself right at her face. Jocelyn just stared right into it.
“How would you like some sperm on those lips sweetheart?” she heard him say.
She nodded and barely breathed a response.
“Pucker those lips,” the young man said.
Jocelyn did as she was told and puckered her lips dramatically just before the man masturbating over her shot a thick burst of white cream all over her luscious, lips. The semen congealed over her silver piercings and started to slide down her chin. More, thick bursts of sperm splattered in thick pools over her glistening lips and added to the mess of sticky semen on her chin that continued to drip off her face.
“God… look at all that cum. Why don’t you play with it for us?” the man asked.
Jocelyn raised an eyebrow.
“Play with it?” she said, the physical action of her opening her mouth to speak causing the fresh batch of semen congealed on her lips to stretch and splinter into a spider-web of strands that connected her upper lips to her bottom. The long rope of cum dangling off her nose then fell into her mouth and she let it sit there, pooling over her tongue. Jocelyn got an idea and then ran her tongue around the strand of icing, back and forth, and then closed her mouth again. She opened it again, ever so slowly, causing the spider-web of cum between her lips to expand with the long rope of semen that was still caught on her cute, cum-covered nose.
“Holy shit…” the man said, his cock deflating, balls completely drained.
Tyler got down on his knees and pointed the Nikon right at Jocelyn’s crème covered face, capturing the image of thick rivulets and icicles of sperm hanging loosely off her face, and the many designs of cum that splintered between her lips.
Heather stood on the sidelines and continued to watch young boy after young boy line up to shoot his load all over her girlfriend’s face. After another ten loads, Jocelyn couldn’t open her eyes, her signature red hair was ruined with graffiti of thick white strands, her bangs matted and congealed to her cum-drenched forehead. Heather thought her girlfriend looked like somebody had opened packet after packet of vanilla yogurt and just dumped the contents all over her face.
“Okay, guys… lets take five!” Tyler finally exclaimed after one young man shot most of his load up into Jocelyn’s fire engine red hair.
Heather rushed over to his girlfriend, frozen on her knees, leaning back on her hands and coated in cum. She cringed at the sight, could smell the sultry cum marking her girlfriend from head to toe at this point. Jocelyn was still playing with her clit, a thick, wet spot on the sheets beneath her pussy. Heather wasn’t sure how much more she could take, and yet… there was something deeply erotic about the act of letting her girlfriend submit to all of these men and acting as their cum dumpster. Jocelyn whimpered as she began to rub herself harder and harder.
“Is that you?” Jocelyn asked, eyes sealed deep beneath the cum coating on her face.
“It is. Do you want me to get you anything?” Heather asked.
“Just watch me cum…” Jocelyn moaned, rubbing her clit more furiously.
“Are you close?” Heather asked.
“Extremely,” Jocelyn moaned, the ecstasy surging through her pussy vibrating against her most sensitive nerve-endings like wild electricity. Heather looked around, suddenly aware that she was the center of attention. She didn’t want to deny her girlfriend her most carnal desire, but didn’t want to be on display, either.
“Kiss me…” Jocelyn moaned, a pearly white statute and testament to the male orgasm on display for all of her followers and fans to soon see and admire.
The words stung Heather like a bee.
“What?”
“Please!” Jocelyn practically screamed, rubbing her sopping pussy like a horny schoolgirl thinking about her first boyfriend screwing her from behind while her parents prepared dinner downstairs.
Heather groaned in protest, the smell of semen and Jocelyn’s sex overpowering Heather and sending her hormones into overdrive. In a sheer moment of panic, Heather bent down and pulled Jocelyn’s frosted face into her hands and brought her crème coated lips to hers, their kiss laced with cum. Heather’s tongue slipped into Jocelyn’s mouth coated in semen and she felt the cool liquid smear against her nose and cheeks. The sensation of kissing her girlfriend in such a forbidden way, of feeling the mess on her face against her own skin, caused her body to flood with excitement unexpectedly. When Heather finally pulled away, a thick spider-web of cum peeled away from Jocelyn’s face, still attached to her own. She heard the sound of hollering and cheering, saw Tyler’s camera snapping off the moment.
“Wait… what are you doing?” Heather asked, still attached to her girlfriend.
“Wow, that was an amazing kiss…” Jocelyn, breathed.
“Capturing that kiss! That was amazing, keep it up!” Tyler said.
“Oh, no… I was just helping my girl…” but Jocelyn grabbed the back of her head and forced her back into a cum-laced kiss, more sperm smearing against her bronze face while Jocelyn forced a thick helping of the substance into her mouth. It tasted salty and bittersweet, and she wasn’t sure what to do with it other than swallow, which she did hesitantly. Then, before she knew what was happening, Heather felt Jocelyn find her shirt and lift it up over her head, breaking all of the strands of sticky cum connecting their faces. She had managed to pull her shirt off, leaving her there in a white, lacey bra for all to ogle at. She smiled bashfully.
“What are you doing?” Heather asked, still shocked at the feeling of the cool cum smeared over her face (and over the fact that a small load was now in her tummy).
Jocelyn wiped two scoops of icing from her eyes and opened them, straining to see again. She saw her girlfriend’s bronze face, tainted in congealed, white seed. The image was too much for Jocelyn to take. That’s when an idea had occurred to her.
“Tyler, do you still have that toy from the shoot you did last week. The pink thing you used for the twins you shot on Valentine’s Day?” Jocelyn asked.
Tyler raised an eyebrow and a devilish smile appeared on his face.
“Are you sure?” Tyler asked.
“Yes! Please, get it for us. Now!” Jocelyn exclaimed.
Tyler nodded and disappeared upstairs.
Heather just stared back at her girlfriend as she crawled over to her and reached around her back to unfasten her bra. Heather tried to catch the garment before it fell off her breasts, but Jocelyn tore it off them and tossed it aside. Heather scrambled to cover herself, but it was no use. Then, Jocelyn went for her pants.
“What are you doing!” Heather exclaimed, having to reveal her breasts to the whole room in order to stop something far more private from being shown.
“Trust me,” Jocelyn said, smiling.
“I’ll do no such thing, right now!” Heather said, seeing the carnal need to cum clearly having overtaken Jocelyn’s every other inhibition.
Then, Tyler returned down the stairs, this time naked, and approached Heather with a large, pink, double-sided dildo in his hand that truly shocked her. He handed it to her and she stared at his penis. It was meaty and clean-shaven, dripping with pre-cum. Heather’s eyes went wide, and then looked at the double-sided object in his hand and wondered about its purpose. Heather turned back to the man’s penis and pictured it in her mouth for some reason.
“Get on all fours,” he said.
“Why? Why are you naked?” she kept asking.
But Jocelyn was already forcing her into position, yanking her pants and underwear off her hips immediately after. Heather tried to fight, but wasn’t powerful enough. When she heard her pants start to strain in the struggle, she started to freak out and shot a meaningful look back to her cum-coated lover.
“All right! Just don’t rip them,” she asked.
Jocelyn nodded and soon both girls were on their hands and knees, naked.
Heather’s breasts hung down off her chest as she assumed the position. She looked up, turned and saw Jocelyn repositioning herself on all fours directly behind her. What was going on? Did Jocelyn know something she didn’t? Then she felt Tyler’s assistant stuff one end of the vein-clad dildo inside her pussy. A second later, he shoved the other end of it inside Jocelyn and stepped away. A long double-sided dildo now connected their aching holes.
“Now, buck back and forth and fuck each other,” Tyler commanded.
“What? I am not a…” Heather began, her thought cut off when she felt Jocelyn buck back against the dildo, sending a healthy portion of it rocketing backward into her own pussy. “Whore!” she finished with a scream.
Heather felt a surge of pleasure flood her pussy and then bucked back against it, pushing it deeper back inside herself while simultaneously sending it back inside Jocelyn. She looked up at the all of the young men who hadn’t yet blown their loads on Jocelyn watching her intently like a performing animal acting out their sexual fetish. Heather felt humiliated suddenly, but decided to just focus on her own pleasure. She was sweating and aching for attention, the taste of Jocelyn still on her lips, the smell just under her nostrils. She wanted to have her ass eaten too, but couldn’t focus anymore. God this felt good, she thought! Heather felt each impact cause her perfect ass to jiggle and her breasts to wobble. Each tremor was ecstasy, each thrust euphoria. And then there was the cum, smeared all over her face. She didn’t even know the names of the boys whose genetic material now swam freely all over her face.
Soon Heather was moaning out and bucking back with vigorous passion.
Jocelyn was soon screaming out and the two were taking each end so deep that it was impossible for the guys to even see the dildo anymore. What part of it wasn’t in Heather was now certainly in Jocelyn. Heather felt the object attack her inner walls and reach new depths that she had never felt before. How much of it was in her, she wondered? Jocelyn started to scream out and Heather bit her lips, not wanting to lose control in front of everyone. She knew her orgasm would be the point of no return for her, and wanted desperately to hold onto what little dignity she had left. But she couldn’t. She just had to cum.
Another boy came up to Jocelyn, his erect penis throbbing in his hand just before it started spurting thick bursts of icing all over her crème-coated face. Bursts of semen splattered up into her hair and down the bridge of her nose. Sperm flowed down over her brows and landed all over her cheeks. She felt it dripping off her face in thick clumps, dangling off her nose even still. Jocelyn couldn’t believe the amount of sperm coated to her face. It now rolled down through her eyelashes again and then sealed her left eye shut as a waterfall of semen ran from her forehead, through her eye, into a mess of semen on her cheeks. Jocelyn started to scream out in ecstasy and began bucking harder.
Heather felt a deep pressure that tickled her g-spot build and build until finally it burst and sent electricity rocketing through her pussy, deep inside her stomach, and flood her extremities as her body went rigid as steel. Then, all at once, her body went limp. Jocelyn fucked herself a few more times, sending the dildo rocketing deeper and deeper inside of Heather, causing mini eruptions to painfully explode against her already tormented g-spot.
Then, Jocelyn screamed out and burst. Heather felt her collapse behind her, sending the dildo inside her rocketing up against her upper wall at an awkward angle. Jocelyn was face down, her butt raised into the air, a pink double-sided dildo escaping her pussy into Heather’s. Heather turned around, still connected to Jocelyn, and saw Jocelyn’s eyes meet her own. They both heard the sound of Tyler snapping away at his camera, capturing the whole depraved act.
“Heather, that was fantastic,” Jocelyn said.
Tyler then approached Jocelyn and grabbed her by the hand and helped her up, the sopping dildo pulling free of her tight cunt and falling to the floor drenched in her cum and nectar. Heather was left to catch her breath, the dildo hanging loosely out of her pussy like a snake trying to escape its hole.
Then, one of the naked boys took Heather by the hand and helped her up. The dildo finally fell free of her pussy also. It was left on the sheet drenched in cum. The boy walked Heather over to the table of snacks and bent her over it. Then, he came up behind Heather and pushed his cock deep into her pussy, causing her to yell out.
Without warning, he started fucking her from behind in front of all of the eager and horny boys waiting to cum on Jocelyn’s face. Each thrust through Heather’s aching cunt made her feel more and more like the whore she had been marked as when she kissed Jocelyn. Then, she saw Jocelyn being led over to the other side of the table. She saw Tyler bend her over and entered her from behind. Heather looked away out of respect, but her forceful lover turned her head back so she couldn’t look away.
“It’s okay to watch,” he said.
“What’s… ugh… fuck… what’s your name…” Heather begged.
“Tommy…” he said.
“You… fuck… you are supposed to cum on Jocelyn’s face, I thought.”
“I changed my mind. I want to ejaculate all over your pretty blonde face.”
The idea that she would take a facial shocked and somewhat disgusted her, but the cum already on her face didn’t seem to bother her. Still, that wasn’t there by choice. That was collateral damage. She never submitted to being marked or humiliated. God, she couldn’t concentrate though. The cock inside her pummeled her harder and harder toward orgasm as Heather watched Jocelyn take it from behind also, her face still a mess of sperm. Tommy’s hands groped Heather’s magnificent breasts and squeezed them. Then, she felt someone placing one of her free hands on their cock and she looked into their eyes, embarrassed by her physical appearance of being marked and fucked. She looked back down at the new cock in her hand and began to stroke it. She was disgusted to hear the young man moaning and groaning from her actions. Tommy continued to fuck Heather hard. As he picked up the pace, his balls began slapping against her outer lips and his dick began causing an unflattering squishing sound as it continued to pummel Heather’s flooding pussy. It was humiliating, especially when Tommy slapped Heather’s ass, sending a ripple through her butt cheek and upper thigh. The cold cum on her face continued to run.
This was what being a whore must feel like, she thought.
But her pussy felt so good!
“Does that feel good, Heather?” Tommy asked.
“Ah, yeah…”
“You’re very tight…” he observed.
“Ah, I… know…”
“So tell me Heather, do you like this?”
“Ah, I… I don’t…”
Heather looked over at Jocelyn who was getting rammed from both ends now, a meaty cock stuffed in her throat that she groaned around while Tyler continued to fuck her like a rabbit from behind. Heather watched Jocelyn’s neck swell around the cock stuffed deep inside her throat, the man fucking her mouth like it was her pussy.
“Wow, you’re getting wetter, you know that?” Tommy asked.
“I… I didn’t…”
“You must really be enjoying this!”
Then, Heather watched the men pull out of Jocelyn, impressed that she could take such massive erections in both ends, and saw them switch places. Their hands were all over her breasts and clit, molesting her body as their own property and sex toy.
“Tell me, Heather, have you ever seen anything like that,” he asked, still fucking her.
Then, Tyler shuddered and grabbed Jocelyn’s hips and cried out. Heather watched the man shudder and burst, letting his load shoot deep inside the redhead he was allowed to fuck. The man inside Jocelyn’s mouth held her head tightly on him and burst. Semen not only spilled out of her mouth, but shot out of her nostrils as well.
Jocelyn started coughing, two awkward strands of sperm hanging out of her nose from her already cum-ruined face. As she looked down, and Tyler pulled out of her cunt, a flood of white goo and nectar escaped with his meaty, glistening cock.
“Now go clean Jocelyn’s pussy out, Heather,” Tommy said, pulling out of her finally.
Heather let go of the other man as Jocelyn turned around, sat on the desk, and spread her legs wide. Heather bent down to Jocelyn’s pussy as a burst of sperm flooded out of it that she hungrily ate. Jocelyn looked at Heather and let more of the icing shoot out of her. The sperm was tainted with Jocelyn’s nectar as well, giving it a slightly bittersweet taste that drove Heather wild. She had to admit, her pussy was filled, and Heather wondered how many more loads just like this had been deposited into this same wet pussy. Heather continued to drink from Jocelyn’s lips happily and even began fingering her hole, amazed at how much cum still flowed from deep within her womb. She continued to drink it, from the lips of her girlfriend’s freshly fucked pussy. It was stimulus overload, but Heather didn’t care.
Then, another boy grabbed Jocelyn and spun her around. And with that, the man shoved his aching cock deep into Jocelyn’s ass and grabbed onto her small breasts for support. Heather watched in horror as her friend’s ass was violated over and over as this man continued to fuck it as easily as her pussy. She watched Jocelyn’s sphincter stretch around the man’s wide girth impressively. When he grunted, he pushed himself balls-deep inside of girlfriend’s ass and grabbed both of her breasts for support. Jocelyn seemed comfortable with this unconventional fuck, which somehow turned Heather on even more. She was actually watching her ass get stretched as a young fan of hers pummeled it harder and harder, faster and faster.
After Jocelyn started to moan and groan, he pulled out of her ass causing an audible ‘pop’. When Heather saw that Jocelyn’s ass had been left stretched open, she thought she was going to faint. She didn’t even know the female body could be stretched like that. It was strangely erotic for Heather, and caused her privates to tingle with anticipation. That’s when Heather saw the young man grab Jocelyn’s hips, yank her back around, and force her onto her knees right beside her. Jocelyn just waited for it.
“Now open your mouth,” the man said, as Jocelyn opened her mouth.
The man started stroking his massive erection that had just been buried inside her ass right over her mouth. Heather was mesmerized by the cock, but almost yelped when the man threw his head back and screamed. The engorged head of his penis burst and sent rivulets of semen flying into Jocelyn’s expecting mouth, pooling inside of it. Thick shots of cream began to overflow in her mouth and trickle down her cum-soaked chin. Jocelyn never flinched. She just collected all of the sperm like a proper little cum-covered slut, Heather thought. When the man was finally finished, she couldn’t believe how much cum had collected inside of Jocelyn’s open mouth.
Was she going to swallow all of it?
“Now, let it flow out of your mouth like a waterfall,” one nude boy said.
Heather then watched as Jocelyn slowly opened her mouth and released the cum from her mouth, a pearly white cream that flowed down her chin and off her face like a waterfall. The cascade of semen splashed down across her naval and vulva.
She was their whore.
“Oh my God…” Heather moaned in response.
Then, she felt a powerful hand grip the back of her head and was forced to look up into the eyes of one of the nude young men who had not yet cum. She was his whore.
“Why don’t you ladies start practice kissing now?” the young man said, gripping Jocelyn’s head into his other hand before forcing both girls to come together.
Heather saw up close, all of the white cream spilling down Jocelyn’s face that now seemed to overwhelm her, but only slightly. That was when Heather seemed to understand the appeal that all of these boys seemed to have with delivering facials: they were literally sexualizing the most intimate and recognizable part of Jocelyn: her face. Her body (and she had a rock solid one) was something she would only share with her most intimate of partners, but her face she shared with the world. And now she was sharing it in the most intimate way she could: by allowing men who felt nothing for her to cover it with their semen. They wanted to own her, mark her, do the same to her (she could only imagine how she must look), but at least now she understood it. And then, the hands on Jocelyn and Heather pushed them together and their faces pressed together, their lips locking awkwardly. The first thing that struck Heather about this kiss was that it had been tainted by the salty and now familiar taste of semen. Sperm flooded into her mouth along with Jocelyn’s tongue. Heather wrapped her own tongue around Jocelyn’s, and the two began sloppily kissing, their kiss still being guided by the powerful grip at the back of both their necks. Heather’s heart raced as she felt her face continuously smear against Jocelyn’s, thick strands of sticky cum once again connecting their lips and nose.
Jocelyn’s tongue was laced in a thin film of white, the taste of sperm sparkling over Heather’s taste buds. She wondered what concoction of man she tasted, how many guys were currently in her mouth and dripping off her face. For whose enjoyment was this anymore? When she was finally allowed to pull away from Jocelyn’s mouth, she looked back at her girlfriend, her perfect face ruined with cum. A spider-web of semen strands still connected their nose and tongues as one. Heather’s pussy flooded. She had to rub her clit, which burned and ached for attention. That’s when Jocelyn saw Heather touch her self, Jocelyn reaching out and helping her. Their eyes met and Heather knew Jocelyn wanted to help her reach orgasm. And so Heather let herself go and arched her back, leaning on both hands and spreading her legs for her girlfriend who wanted to touch her private place. Jocelyn’s hands found themselves all over Heather’s vulva, around her swollen lips, and even on her clit. Heather felt Jocelyn’s fingers slip inside her wet slit, deep inside her vagina. Electricity shot deep inside of her, blood rushing all around her most intimate nerve endings and sensitive bud. The crowd hollered and cheered at the sight, but Heather didn’t care.
She just moaned, thrashing about and grinding her pussy against Jocelyn.
“Pull those lips apart,” one boy said. “Spread them as far apart as you can.”
Jocelyn did as she was told and peeled Heather’s swollen lips back from her hole, revealing the pink flower beneath. Heather’s pussy was pulled open for all to see her most intimate pink hole that literally dripped with opaque nectar and pooled on the floor. Never before had Heather’s privates been so unapologetically exposed before, but here she was, her femininity on display for all to see. Then, Jocelyn dove between Heather’s legs and stuck her tongue right in that femininity and caused her to scream out in ecstasy. This solicited the most shocked expressions and hollers from the audience watching them, a fact that only seemed to matter less and less to Heather. Then, Jocelyn started to lap at her clit, her tongue machine-gunning over it while her fingers plunged in and out of her body. Heather grabbed Jocelyn’s head and pulled her deeper into her flower, a spell cast over her unlike any she had experienced. She wanted to cum more than anything else in the world right then.
“Look at that! I guess they really are lesbians!” one guy exclaimed.
“Make me cum, Josie,” Heather said, grinding her pussy all over Jocelyn’s face, smearing semen all over the inside of her pussy. A cock was placed at her face and promptly shoved inside her mouth. She didn’t even bother finding the face attached to it — her eyes were locked on Jocelyn between her legs. The man then grabbed Heather’s head and started to piston himself in and out of the deepest recesses his penis would reach. Still, Heather grinded into Jocelyn’s face and she continued to finger her whilst choking on the cock rocketing deeper and deeper into her throat.
And that’s when Jocelyn slipped her middle finger, drenched in all of Heather’s nectar and the sperm smeared over it, deep inside Heather’s sphincter causing her to burst. Heather felt a shudder run up her spine and a release unlike any she had felt. Her pussy burst, quite literally, as she squirted Jocelyn right in the face in a way she did not know she even had the power to do. The flow of released liquids and pressure being alleviated caused Heather to scream out as she continued to shoot a steady stream of cum all over Jocelyn’s face, marking it just like all of the men in the room had done. And just like before, Jocelyn accepted the facial and reveled in being painted with cum (this time female cum). Heather was shocked at how erotic she found it, squirting right into Jocelyn’s face and adding to the mess it had become. Of course this pleased the guys too, every last one of them. But Heather was lost in the clouds and too preoccupied with her own draining orgasm that she didn’t even realize the erect penis in her mouth was now throbbing. It ripped out of her throat and began erupting like a volcano, sending fresh white sperm flying out into the air all over her face and long blonde locks. She felt cum splash up into her cum-covered forehead, splatter back against her temples and land in thick clumps over her nose and chin. Thick helpings of seed were forced down over her brow and sealed her right eye shut. Before Heather’s vision blurred to white, the last thing she saw was Jocelyn’s face, a bit in shock it seemed, covered in her own opaque nectar, her cum.
“Wow, Jocelyn… was that your first facial from a girl?” Tyler asked.
“Yes…” she shuddered.
“Oh, God… I have to have that blonde slut already,” she heard one boy say. A cool blanket of white streaked all over her face and hair, blurring her vision white.
“Wow, look at all that frosting on her face, Neil!” one exclaimed.
“She looks like a glazed donut,” another added.
The degrading comments kept coming, but now she understood them. God, she wanted to see Jocelyn’s face again. But for now, she had hands all over her body.
“Jocelyn, sweetie, you look like a little strawberry Pop Tart. The kind with icing on it of course,” another young boy said, snickering with some friends just above her.
Heather was still coming down from her orgasm, all of her muscles now relaxing, her endorphins rushing in her head. Her pussy was still dripping, mini eruptions taunting her g-spot like continuous reminders of the main event Jocelyn created.
“Do you want to add more icing to the Pop Tart?” Heather asked, not believing the words as they escaped her mouth, expecting another eruption of sperm on her face.
“No, but I do think its time for…” Tyler began.
And with that, Heather was yanked up (and by the sounds of it, Jocelyn too) and shoved face down onto the table of snacks again, her ass stuck out behind her.
Heather was barely able to see Jocelyn beside her, bent over, ass stuck out behind her. A man was behind her placing his massive erection at the base of Jocelyn’s opening. Only, when Heather saw Jocelyn wince against the pressure, she knew it was not her pussy he was attempting to enter. Heather’s eyes went wide just as she felt pressure against her anus. A slippery, and engorged cock pushed against her sphincter, which resisted. Once again, Jocelyn began to take a new cock up her ass.
“A nice ass-fuck for both of you,” Tyler finally finished.
Then, the man behind Jocelyn thrust as hard as he could inside of her and Jocelyn’s face scrunched up, a barely audible whimper escaping her throat. Heather watched in horror as her cum-covered friend was fucked in her ass passionately and with determination. It looked to be a brutal ass-fuck, the sound of the man’s balls slapping against her soaking hole beating against Heather’s eardrums. That’s when Heather felt the cock disappear inside her own ass, stretching it beyond its own limit and causing her immediate discomfort. The pressure inside her ass was unsettling. She had never had anything forced up there before and wanted it out immediately.
“What… ah! No! Please!” she pleaded.
“Please what?” asked Tyler behind her, the head of his penis stuck in her.
“Please don’t fuck me there…” she asked, still grimacing from the tight pressure.
“Fuck you where?” he asked flatly.
“In… my ass!” she exclaimed.
“Why not?” he asked.
“Because it will… UGH…” the pressure was deeper now, the cock pushing further inside Heather’s sphincter. “HURT!” she exclaimed as the whole girth of Tyler’s vein-laced erection pummeled deep inside of Heather’s bowels. Tyler grabbed a fistful of Heather’s blonde hair and yanked her head back, her marvelous breasts jiggling on her chest. The man then began to fuck Heather’s asshole as hard as he could right next to Jocelyn who was receiving an equally passionate ass-fuck. Heather must have forgotten that she was only here to be consumed and had. Never before had her body been so aware of another man’s organ before. She felt it, like a snake, stretching her bowels out, the ribbed veins sliding against her inner walls. She felt every centimeter, every movement register somewhere deep against her g-spot reverberating because of it. Her body began to flood with nectar again, her hand travelling slowly between her legs and running over her soaking, bald pussy that her current lover ignored. How it needed attention, she thought! She’d give anything to have the cock in her ass shoved up her sopping cunt right then. Anything at all!
So rubbed her clit as quickly as she could, tried to ignore the pain.
“Yeah, rub that pussy of yours,” exclaimed the man behind her.
Heather started to groan and moan and heard Jocelyn doing the same thing. She turned back and opened her eyes, best she could, and saw Jocelyn staring right at her now seemingly used to the discomfort. The squishing sound emitting from both guys’ balls slapping against the back of Jocelyn and Heather’s ignored pussies were anything but flattering, Heather thought. What she’d give for a little white noise or mood music, but instead all she had to focus on were the physical sounds of her own body being used and abused like a cheap object. And that’s all they were to them too.
“How’s blondie?” asked the one fucking Jocelyn.
“Tight! She’s definitely an ass virgin,” Tyler replied. “But I love this one’s body. Her curves are per-fect! Look at this butt!” he continued. “I love watching her breasts bounce back and forth, and the way they just hang like that? But watch her butt… it just jiggles ever so slightly with each thrust. Jocelyn’s ass is to small to do that, but this one’s is perfect!” And with that Tyler slapped Heather’s ass, causing her cheeks to bounce up and down on top of her thighs. Her cheeks flushed. She felt humiliated.
She was so humiliated, hearing her body described and reduced like that.
Then, Heather heard the man behind Jocelyn grunt and call her a bunch of horrible names. He latched onto her small hips and threw his head back. Heather looked into Jocelyn’s eyes — they went wide as the man screamed out and came inside of her. Jocelyn looked flustered by the action, and then calmed down as the man pulled out of her, a flood of semen escaping with it and running out of her forbidden depths.
“Think that one went into her small intestines,” the man said, walking away.
Then, all at once, the cock inside of Heather shuddered and she felt Tyler’s hands clamp down on her own hips. That’s when she felt warm bursts of fluids flooding inside of her bowels and shooting into the deepest chambers of her ass. Each burst expanded her ass and was accompanied by an explosion. It was warm at first, but it cooled on contact. She felt the cooling semen fill up her bowels and drive her mad, landing on some of the most intimate surfaces inside of her that she never had even been aware of before.
Heather was then pulled away from the table by powerful hands and forced onto all fours on the floor. A naked man appeared before her, a new aching cock she was supposed to put in her mouth. Then, a man pulled her on top of him, impaling herself on a massive erection she didn’t even get the chance to inspect. The pressure rocketed up into her soaking pussy and relieved her desires all at once. But when she felt that familiar pressure against her anus again, she nearly cried out. A cock shoved its way deep into her ass at the same time that she had one up her cunt.
She felt them drag against the thin walls separating her ass and pussy deep inside of her, the sensation overwhelmingly titillating. She had two cocks shoved up her, and now a new one being placed at her already cum-covered mouth. Every centimeter of movement rubbed against the inside of Heather’s private holes as a new cock disappeared into the moist alleviation of her hot, wet throat. She couldn’t see again, but by the awful gargling sounds she was hearing, it was clear that Jocelyn’s throat was being assaulted by what Heather guessed was some unnamed fan’s penis. Cocks continued to assault her own body. She was completely air-locked in all three holes.
Heather’s pussy and ass surged at once and her body started to constrict around the penises shoved deep inside of her body. Soon, the cock assaulting her throat pulled out of her head and began to spurt all over her face. The cum mixed with the layer of sperm already caked to her face, causing much of the sperm to continue flowing down over her features. Her pretty and innocent face was defiled by more semen. She was drowning in it, spitting it up, consumed by it wholly. It was all over her face.
“Wow, Heather… you sure can wear a face full of cum like a lady.” She heard one boy say.
The cocks pummeling her body finally erupted inside of her, sending their respective loads of hot cum shooting deep into her womb and bowels simultaneously, an action that caused Heather’s body to shudder in anticipation of orgasm. Her g-spot was throbbing against her bone, her clit raging for attention.
Both cocks popped out of her body and she was free again, pulled off the cock she was impaled on. It slid out of her, lathered in a mixture of semen and the Heather’s forbidden nectar. Heather felt the cool rush of semen flood out of her body as she crawled onto the floor beside the men who had just had their way with her. Cum filled every orifice and flooded down her face. She forced her eyes open and saw Jocelyn lying on her stomach, using both of her hands to spread her ass cheeks apart. Her tight little sphincter and the very back of her vulva (both still leaking milky white cream) were revealed to a man masturbating furiously right over them.
The man’smassive erection throbbed and surged until the man snapped his head back and burst. He shot multiple rivulets of creamy white sperm all over Jocelyn’s asshole and vulva. Jocelyn moaned in response, the thick ropes of pearly white collecting over her hole and dripping down her already cream-covered vulva. Heather couldn’t believe her eyes anymore. Tyler finally returned to her, his cock now erect again. He smiled down at his cum-covered prize and Heather felt ashamed at what she had let herself become. Her heart pounded in her chest. She was humiliated, yet still very aroused. Very, very aroused and dripping nectar all over.
“Is there any doubt left in your mind that Jocelyn is our whore, Heather?”
“No…” she admitted. It was the truth.
“Good, then I think its time to give these girls a cum bath,” Tyler said to the crowd.
Both girls were led to the center of the room and given pillows to kneel on. Heather kneeled right beside Jocelyn, who immediately embraced her and cupped her cum soaked breast into her hand. Heather became nervous at the sound of more bodies entering the room, especially when she heard a lot of pants being unzipped. She could barely see through the icing dripping all over her face, but could make out at least another twenty or so bodies filling the rooms, all stripping naked, semi-hard cocks attached to them anticipating eruption over a pretty blonde or redhead face.
“Heather, how do you feel with all of that cum on your face?” Tyler asked, camera back in hand and snapping lude candids of her and her cum-covered tan girlfriend.
“Uh… pretty freaked out. I’ve never let myself be treated like this before,” Heather replied.
“Do you like it?”
“It’s… new, but I am not a whore. But I am being treated like one.”
“Because you have cum on your face,” Tyler responded.
“Lots of it…” Heather seemed to complain.
“And what freaks you out about all of that frosting on that face of yours?”
“That its humiliating to wear like this,” Heather managed, still having difficulty seeing through the white cream that hung off both of her brows in front of both her eyes.
“I don’t hear Jocelyn complaining.”
“I know…” Heather breathed.
“Heather, it takes some getting used to. But if you don’t like cum on your face, you may want to sit the next round out,” Tyler suggested.
“Why?” Heather asked, looking up at the man, feigning concern in her voice.
“We’re going to bukkake, Jocelyn,” the man stated firmly.
The cum-covered blonde turned back over to Jocelyn who was being repositioned to a kneeling position by two naked, young guys, cocks in hand. She turned to Tyler.
“What’s that?”
“We’re all going to gather around her and cum on her face.”
“All of you!”
“All of us. Perhaps you’d better sit this one out,” he suggested, grabbing his stiffening penis in his powerful grip and tugging on it in front of Heather.
“Why?”
“You seem pretty overwhelmed with what few loads are dripping down that precious little face of yours right now.”
“Few? There must be four or five different guys on my face alone!” Heather spat back.
“Jocelyn is about to wear an additional fifty,” the man replied flatly.
“Fifty loads of cum!” she shouted.
“Yes,” the man said. “But you’re more than welcome to use our private bathroom to clean up. There’s a shower in there as well. Now if you’ll excuse me…” Tyler said, walking over to Jocelyn, a group of naked men already tugging their penises furiously over her semen-coated face.
She had managed to keep one eye open through the goo covering every inch of her face now, but it wouldn’t take long before even that became impossible. Heather looked at Jocelyn as one man approached her from the group and grunted, throwing his head back, shooting a thick rivulet of white right into Jocelyn’s red hair. Another burst shot out into her hair, and another burst pooled into a clump at her temple, which slid down and mixed in with all of the other loads of sperm clumping up on her forehead. Heather then saw Jocelyn raise her hand, extending it out in Heather’s direction. Their eyes locked, and Heather knew she was being invited into the circle where she would be demeaned to nothing more than a target for a bunch of horny men to deposit their seed onto; a pretty face they wanted to mark and defile at the same time, like Heather had just done to Jocelyn. Heather loved her friend, and asked herself if she could allow herself to be humiliated even further at the expense of their relationship (and prospective future together). The group of men grew as men and more young fans spilled into the room and began undressing around Jocelyn. Fuck it, Heather thought, as she got up off her knees and strutted over to the bukkake. She gently pushed her way through a group of naked men and kneeled right beside Jocelyn who was currently having semen shot in multiple bursts all over her face from an enthusiastic fan, no older than nineteen. His sperm splattered over Jocelyn’s already cum-defined features, adding to the pool of white that began spilling of Jocelyn’s chin and nose in long, thick strands that resembled icicles.
“Heather, with all do respect, I’m not sure this is really for you anymore,” Tyler said, standing off to the side while stroking his rock hard organ in his hand.
“Why not? Now, who wants to frost this… blonde Pop Tart?” she asked the crowd.
Jocelyn found Heather’s hand. Heather knew she had a friend with her now.
“I do!” shouted an eager fan, approaching Heather while stroking his thick erection at her face.
“Then go right ahead, big guy… hit me with your best shot,” Heather taunted.
“Where?” the executive asked, his breathing labored.
“On my face,” Heather breathed.
“But where specifically…” the man groaned, his cock dripping with pre-cum.
“Uh… well… how about my nose. Cover my nose with your hot thick sperm. I want to feel it all over my nose and maybe even my lips too…” Heather said, feigning innocence.
“You got it!” the man shouted, bursting right onto Heather’s nose. A thick rivulet of white goo shot out of the man’s urethra and splattered right onto Heather’s cum-laced nose, causing a waterfall of milky semen to cascade off her nose and spill down onto the pouty sperm-laced lips. Another thick burst of white frosting hit its target, coating the bridge of her nose in a thick layer of semen that pushed the first batch further down over Heather’s lips. Another burst landed right into the sperm target that he nose had become and pushed even more white goo off of Heather’s lips and chin. All of the sperm collected into one, large icicle of cream that stretched awkwardly from the spritely blonde’s cum-defined face. When the man finished, another was dumping a hot load of his seed right onto her signature blonde hair.
Heather looked over and saw Jocelyn, two cocks shooting thick bursts of semen all over her face as she moaned in response. Her face was literally coated in frosting.
“Okay, guys, fill in the blanks on the blonde, I can still see her skin,” one said.
Two men came up to Heather then and strategically aimed their throbbing cocks at her cheeks and began to shoot burst after burst of cum all her face, anywhere cum had not landed already. Heather felt semen spurting onto her already cum-ruined face and looked over at Jocelyn accepting more sperm onto her face and thought she still looked majestic. Heather felt the rush of a sperm flying all over her face from multiple sources.
“Cum on my face, oh yeah… keep it coming… mark me… make me yours,” she kept moaning, not believing the words escaping her mouth as sperm continued to overflow over her bronzed face. She felt the same substance leaking out of her recently stretched pussy and ass while long, gooey strands of semen spilled off of her face and splashed down on her magnificent breasts and rolled over her nipples.
“Wow, look at Jocelyn…” one said.
“Can’t even recognize her.”
Jocelyn’s hair was now splattered with white and soaked to her temples and forehead.
Her face was literally transformed by cum. It was like a piece of art the naked fans had contributed to Jocelyn’s face, a sexual input that made her almost unrecognizable. In that moment, Heather wondered if Jocelyn really was a whore, and if she was also since she probably looked unrecognizable as well. Heather drank in Jocelyn’s naked body too, her eyes falling down to the trail of sperm dripping off her face and spilling all the way down her naval. Down over her cream-filled vulva, remembering how sweet it taste. There had been a musky, bittersweet bite to Jocelyn’s nectar that made Heather salivate. The sperm spilling over her privates had left a slimy, crystalline trail behind it like a slug does. Larger globules of masculinity rolled down between her breasts, sliding over the thin trail toward Jocelyn’s femininity. Then Heather looked back up and saw one of the naked guys produce a spoon and begin to scoop thick helpings of sperm off of Jocelyn’s chin and then slip the spoon into her mouth. What were they doing, she wondered helplessly?
“Don’t swallow, whore,” the man said to Jocelyn.
And she didn’t.
The young fan fed Jocelyn two more spoonfuls of hot, sticky semen and then smiled at her (she wasn’t able to open her eyes anymore, her face plastered with icing).
“Now gargle it,” he said.
Heather was shocked to watch Jocelyn, cum-ruined, gargle a thick helping of semen in the back of her throat and saw a pool of sperm-bubbles grow into her mouth. The sperm bubbles eventually collected up over her mouth and spilled out of the sides, spilling back over the chin the sperm had originally been collected from. The delicate perfection of Jocelyn’s porcelain skin, her naked breasts and flat tummy were speckled, splattered, and marked with semen that simply couldn’t hold on the young Suicide Girl’s face. God, her face, Heather thought as a new boy approached her and shot a thick jet of shimmering, pearly white semen onto Jocelyn’s face.
It was absolutely drenched with cum.
Heather continued to admire Jocelyn’s face and felt more semen splashing against her forehead and temple, rolling back over her eyes and effectively sealing them shut.
And so the cum-fiesta continued.
“Yeah, stain that red with white,” Heather heard one say before she heard goo splatter all over the top of her head, thick rivulets of semen landing and tangling into her signature blonde locks. Heather just sighed and continued to subject herself to the humiliation. Cum was flying all over her face soon, her eyes completely sealed and coated in a thick layer of gooey cum that flowed down her bronzed complexion.
The pungent aroma of sex emanated around Heather.
The scent of cum bit her nostrils.
When the grunting finally stopped all around her, Heather heard one eager fan say, “Cum swap!”
“Jocelyn, help Heather open her eyes,” Tyler added. “I want her to see this coming.”
Heather felt Jocelyn’s hands wipe thick helpings of sticky, gooey sperm from her eyes. She opened them and was face to face with Jocelyn, her eyes peaking out from a mask of sperm. Her vibrant red hair was littered with cum graffiti with thick loads of sperm all over, from her temple down to her chin. Cum rivulets dripped down through her hair. Her face was unrecognizable, marked, and owned. A second later, a fan took a familiar spoon to Jocelyn’s face and scooped thick helpings of the congealed semen all over it into her expecting mouth. When Heather saw the gooey white substance started to spill out of the corners of her mouth, Jocelyn stood up and leaned right over Heather. Heather looked shocked as she took her face into her hands and another executive ordered her to open her mouth. Heather did as she was told and then saw Jocelyn open her mouth, releasing a long, thick stream of sperm and saliva into a shimmering rivulet that stretched all the way down onto her own tongue. The whole helping collected into Heather’s mouth, thick globules of sperm hanging off of Jocelyn’s face and dripping down onto the layer of cum rolling down Heather’s glistening white face. It looked like plain yogurt or tapioca, a tasty treat.
“Swallow!” Tyler commanded, taking photos of the cum-laced action.
With an audible gulp, Heather took all of the collected cum into her waiting tummy.
“You both are dismissed,” Tyler stated firmly.
Jocelyn got up took Heather by the hand, leading them over to a private bedroom.
Everyone watched Heather and Jocelyn’s supple ass cheeks bounce up and down on top of their thighs as they walked away, their naked backsides jiggling the whole way. When they reached the room, Jocelyn locked the door and left the men who marked her in the room behind her. Jocelyn turned back to Heather and pulled her cum-face toward her own, their eyes meeting. Heather looked nervous and marked.
“How do I look?” Heather asked nervously.
Jocelyn planted her spermy lips against Heather’s and slipped her tongue into her mouth. When she pulled away, a spider-web of sperm splintered from their faces, connecting them by the cum that was left on their face and hair. Heather felt it between them, a connection, a bond created by heavenly white cream.
“Do you want to get washed up?” Heather asked.
“No,” Jocelyn said. “I want to lick all that cum off your face.” And with that, she pushed Heather back on the bed and started to drag her wet tongue up her face, collecting all of the sperm into her mouth and swallowing it into her flat tummy.
“Just like licking the icing off a Pop Tart,” Jocelyn said, smirking
“Exactly!” Heather exclaimed.
A week later, when Jocelyn and Heather’s bukkake made the site’s main page, they became the most added and popular Suicide Girls over night.
FIN