Loading...Hello, my name is Stacy Keibler, and I’m 24 years old. I am about 6 foot 1 inches tall, and weigh somewhere around 125 pounds, depending on when you catch me. My measurements are 34B, 24, 35. I have dark black hair, and I guess you could say I’m pretty good looking, as I’ve never had any trouble attracting men. My eyes are brown, and my best feature is probably my tits, although many guys also like my legs, which I keep long, trim and lean with a lot of bicycling and jogging.
I have a master’s degree, income of over $75,000 a year, own my own home and closets full of expensive and luxurious clothes, all of which I bought myself, thank you. I work for the WWE of course, and am pretty outgoing and friendly. Now, with that out of the way, I thought I’d let you know why I decided to put down some of my sexual experiences on paper. I’ve been sexually active since I was 15, from the first tentative petting and groping around with guys in high school, through various torrid affairs in college, and up to several fairly good and satisfying relationships since I graduated. I am not seeing any one particular man right now, but that’s more or less the way I want it.
You might say that I have a particular fetish. I love semen. Sperm. Jizz. Cum. Jizzum. Whatever you care to call it, I love it. I love the feeling of cum on my body, almost anywhere I can feel it. I love the warm, wet, sticky feeling it leaves me with. I love the smell, the starchy, kind of acrid odor it has (although that varies from guy to guy). I love the feeling of it. I
just love the thought of semen, and the fact that it’s my attractiveness that makes a guy come. I love watching guys jerk off for me, and the more
the merrier! Most of my early sexual experiences were jerking a guy off, or better yet, watching him do it himself, and the sight of that cock pulsing and then the little eye opening up and the semen spurting out just turns me on no end. And I think I’m different from most women in that regard. Most of my girlfriends seem to get all goofy at the thought of a guy’s cum.
They think it’s messy or icky or something, and usually, in some manner, remove it from their bodies as soon as they can, either by rushing to the bathroom and holding their pussy lips open and dripping it all into the toilet, or wiping it off with a sheet or towel or something. NOT ME! I love the feeling of cum. I can feel it when a guy comes in my pussy. I feel every shot, if it’s strong enough. But I must admit, I’d rather see it than feel it. So I don’t complain if the guy wants to pull out and come on my pubes or belly or wherever. When he does, I love to rub it around with my finger and feel it spreading over my skin. I shave my pussy lips and most of the
hair around there, and just leave a little patch up top of my mound.
I guess over the years I’ve rubbed gallons of semen into my skin, and I hope to be doing it for many years to come (no pun intended!). Several guys(including Vince) I’ve dated liked to watch porno movies with me, and if you’ve ever seen one, you know that the highlight of them invariably is when the man pulls out of whatever hole he happens to be in and jerks off on the
girl or girls with him. I’m not sure why the ‘cum-shot’ is so necessary, but I guess it has to do with enhancing the visual aspect of the fucking.
Somehow, having the camera come in for a close-up on some gal’s pussy and watching the cum drip out of it just doesn’t seem to do the trick. I’ve read
some comments on porno movies that talk about how dumb the cum shot is, and how it’s not realistic, but hell, the entire concept of an adult movie is
fantasy, not reality, right?
My favorite kind of cum-shot scene is when the guy sperms on a girl’s face. I’ve kind of made a hobby of analyzing the various girl’s reactions to
the shots, and its really kind of interesting. Some girls turn their heads or lean back, as if they’re afraid to get any of it on them. Others seem to really look forward to it, and you can tell they enjoy getting creamed. I say, if they’re in that business, then you’d think they get off on all that cum and it’s surprising how some of them can fuck and suck with total
abandon, and yet when the guy cums towards their face, they duck out of the way. There’s one male actor in particular who I’ve seen in a bunch of movies, I think his name is Peter North, who comes like no one I’ve ever seen before.
I’ve seen him splatter some girls who are lucky they didn’t drown in the stuff. The trouble with most guys I’ve seen is that they can’t control where they shoot once they start – they spray the cum all over the place, and you’re lucky if half of it lands on the target! Anyway, like I said, I like watching ‘face-cums’, which I guess is odd for a woman. I understand they’re
popular with many guys. The only thing I like better than watching face-cums is DOING THEM! I think I’d rather have cum on my face than anywhere else on or in my body. For one thing, it turns the guy’s on tremendously, and me too.
The first time I ever got sperm on my face was almost by accident.
We were fucking along, and somehow just as the guy started to cum, we got disconnected. His cock popped out of my pussy and he grabbed it and jerked on it and his first big shot came out and hit me right on the mouth! I jumped in surprise and could just lay there as he pumped the rest of his cum out on my belly and tits. But I licked my lips and loved the smooth, hot feel of his cum on me there. Sure, I’d given blow jobs for a long time, and was never squeamish about swallowing the cum if the guy wanted me to do that, but usually the cock was way back in my mouth when it came, and I never tasted it or anything.
Well, that kind of got me into it. Now, I much prefer my men to pull out and come up and explode all over my face if they can. I enjoy regular fucking and usually climax easily. But nothing tops a good round of lovemaking like having your partner show his appreciation by pumping a wad or two or three of hot, salty cum on your face. When that happens, I can feel my pussy walls contract and sometimes, but not always, I even have another orgasm. I rub the semen into my skin and lick it from my fingers if there’s enough. I love to lay there for a few moments afterwards and feel it drying and cooling on my skin.
I’ve had cum in my mouth, on my lips, cheeks, chin, nose, forehead, neck, throat, eyes (it stings sometimes!), hair, boobs, belly, pubes, ass, back, legs, and feet. Except for places like between my shoulder blades on my back and maybe the soles of my feet, I think I’ve at some point or another had sperm on almost every part of my body. I even had one guy cum in my ear – now that was bizarre! I’ve had cum in my pussy, but never in my ass. My ass just isn’t very sensitive to sexual play, I guess. I’ve had guys finger me
there, but I didn’t find it pleasurable, so I’ve never let anyone fuck me in the ass.
Sometimes at work if I’m daydreaming or thinking about sex, I like to imagine scenes of guys I see around me ejaculating on my face. I don’t usually date guys where I work, because I have a feeling that my little fetish might get me in trouble around here – the management is very
conservative, and if they knew they had a mid-level employee who went around encouraging men to plant seeds on her face, they might not take it
too kindly. Too bad for them! Men are strange sometimes. They seem to love it when you let them come on your face, but they can’t stand the idea of some other man doing to you.
I told one guy I was dating, only half-joking, that I’d like for him to get about half a dozen guys to come home and fuck me some night, and I’d want each of them to cum on my face. He just about went crazy – he said that that was stupid and there’s no way he’d ever let me do that. This from a guy who not 2 minutes earlier had pumped a massive load of jizz all over my cheek. I said that he had a lot of nerve telling me that he wouldn’t let ME do it, after all it was my face I wanted wet, not his. But he just couldn’t handle
it, so we kind of broke up soon after that. I secretly hope his current girlfriend, if he has one, doesn’t let him cum anywhere but up her pussy, and then she washes it out right away. It’d serve him right.
But, to get back to my main reason for writing this little tale, I thought it might be a kick to think about some of the better splashings I’ve had, tell you about them, and offer some advice to you ladies out there who may read this to help you adapt to a VERY SEXY new wrinkle in your relationships. I know that some of you may be a bit hesitant about this, (as I was) but I guarantee that once you get into it, it becomes a very arousing event. And your men will love it! I just stopped for a few minutes and tried to think
back and calculate the number of times I’ve gotten creamed in the last year. This counts multiple times by the same partner, too. It was over 30.
I keep a diary of my appointments and dates, so as I went back over my evenings and days with some of my men friends, I found myself remembering
the events fairly well, although a lot of it has tended to blend together. I’ll try to highlight the most memorable ones for you all here, and I hope I can remember the best parts. Last June I was seeing a man named Tony, a professional designer. He was kinda sexy and handsome, but not an Adonis by any stretch of the imagination. But he had a wonderful sense of humor and was very honest and open with me, and I liked that. We knew almost from the start that we probably wouldn’t get really serious romantically, but we
had a good time together, and that’s what we both wanted.
One evening after a show and a nice dinner, we went back to his place and had sex for about three hours. I sucked him, he sucked me, we fucked and just in general wore ourselves out. He ate my pussy for about 45 minutes, and I must have come about 10 times. Finally I got too sensitive and I had to make him stop. I rolled him over and got my mouth around his cock. His cock was not too long, about 6 or 7 inches, I guess, but it had a nice shape and was always clean and fresh. (That’s another thing that I forgot to tell you about, guys, if you want a woman to stick her face all over your cock, make
sure it’s clean and doesn’t smell like you haven’t washed for a week!).
His balls were nice, rolling around in his scrotum under my fingers. I sucked his shaft in all the way and pumped my mouth up and down for a while. He put his hands in my hair and guided me up and down, so I knew how fast or slow he wanted to go. Then I stopped for a second to catch my breath, and I asked him if he wanted to cum this way. Evidently it’s very sexy for a man to hear a woman say “Do you want to cum in my mouth?” because he just groaned and said “Oh god yes” or something like that. So I flipped over on my back
and pulled him up straddling my boobs and put a pillow behind my head. I reached around him and grabbed his ass-cheeks and pulled him back into my
mouth.
I had the tip of his cock in just past my lips, and could tighten my lips just past the edge of his glans. Then I started jerking the rest of his cock, pumping it into my mouth. I was looking up at him, and he was looking down at me, and I could tell that I had him completely in my power. I could have stopped and told him to jump out the window and he would have. I could feel
his shaft pulsing and getting ready to cum, and his ass tightened up and then I felt the first spurt of cum back in my mouth. I quickly pulled his cock out and held it up to my face, still jerking. He shot out 6 or 7 spurts of cum, and it went up my face, over my eyes and into my forehead and everywhere.
I could feel it on my lips and chin and across the bridge of my nose, too. I came again, a small one, but nice nonetheless, when he did. Finally he
stopped shooting and I just rubbed the head of his cock around on my face, spreading the warm sperm around and smoothing it into my skin. I swallowed the bit I had in my mouth, and then opened my mouth and showed him that it was all gone. He leaned down and kissed me, and stuck his tongue in where his cock had just been. That was nice. I spent the rest of the night with him, and ended up the next day with his cum in my pussy, on my stomach, on my boobs, and once more in my mouth.
Another time I was out of town at a signing, and there was nobody else from my company attending, so I figured I be able to really let my hair down and go wild without any problems. The first day there, I sat with these two guys
who worked somewhere in the mid-west, and we got to talking. They seemed attractive enough, and certainly paid me a lot of attention, which I liked. We went to lunch, and then dinner together, and when one of them suggested (almost timidly!) that we three all go back up to his room for a nightcap, I said, sure why not. But I told them I wanted to stop at my room first to
change and get comfortable. I could see their faces kind of droop, because I was wearing a pretty short skirt and heels and a light lace blouse, and they probably thought I was going to change into sweatpants and a tee-shirt or something.
Normally I would have, if I was going to be alone. But I was feeling kinda kinky, and wanted to give these nice guys a treat they’d never forget. I always travel prepared, so I changed into the shortest skirt I had with me, a leather model about six inches long that’s almost indecent, a red garter belt, white stockings, and took off my bra but kept the blouse. You could
pretty much see my boobs right through it, but what the hell. When I knocked on the door to the room and he opened it, I thought he was going to have a heart attack as soon as he saw me. I guess he could pretty well tell that I had sex on my mind, or I wouldn’t have dressed like that. I didn’t mind, as I did indeed have sex on my mind.
I sat on the bed and stretched out my legs while the guys (I think their names were Jeff and Chris) sat on two chairs. We chit-chatted for a while about this and that, and as we talked, I made sure my skirt rode up just enough to show the tops of my stockings, which wasn’t much! Chris’s eyes popped out and he said “Wow! You’re wearing stockings!” or something, and I blushed and said, yes, do you like them? Well, one thing let to another and in about 5 minutes both guys were lying next to me on the bed, sucking my boobs. I’d been in a few three-ways before, but not recently. I love the feeling of four hands on my body, or two sets of lips kissing me everywhere. I just laid back and enjoyed the feeling, as their hands roamed all over my body.
I think they were both a little tentative about going further south on me, although Jeff was rubbing my thighs up near my stocking-tops. I spread my legs a little farther apart to encourage him to go higher, and finally just
unzipped the skirt and had him pull it off me completely. My blouse had come off earlier, so now I’m lying there on the bed in my garter-belt and stockings. I made the guys get undressed for me, and they both had fairly nice bodies, although Jeff was a little too chubby for me. Then for the next half hour or so, they took turns fucking me, although I told them not to cum
in me, but to save it, and when I said it with a gleam in my eye, I think they might have guessed what I wanted.
So they took turns, and as one got close to the edge, he’d pull out and relax a bit by sucking on my boobs or kissing me, and the other one climbed on. It was very good for me, as I had nice hard cock in me for about 20 minutes straight, and I climaxed several times. I could see that Chris’s cock was just about ready to burst, and Jeff’s was probably getting close too. I told them I wanted them to cum on me, in my sluttiest voice and manner. They just went nuts, and I maneuvered them so that they were kneeling on either side of my head, and I just went from cock to cock,turning my head and sucking the tip of one, then the other, and watching them pump themselves.
I think they had never been this close to each other’s cocks, as Jeff got a bit soft at the beginning (guys are so weird like that, get one with a hard cock near another cock and pffft! sometimes), but my mouth can get any cock hard, so in a couple of minutes I had them both just about bubbling over.
“I want you guys to splatter me,” I said in a hoarse voice.
“Where? Can we cum in your mouth?” one of them said.
“Yes, yes, I want it there, all over my face, too” I egged them on, knowing that it would probably put them over the edge. Sure enough, Chris groaned and I felt his cock jerk and a spit of semen flew out and hit me on the side of the nose. I turned to him and opened my mouth and he shot again, this time right onto my mouth and lips.
I heard Jeff say “Now, NOW!” so I turned my head and was immediately drenched with Jeff’s semen. He was jerking his cock all over the place and the sperm was flying out in drips and drops rather than in streams. I felt it splatter around on my face, and then I felt Chris’s cum hit me on the left side of my cheek and face. I loved it! Cum was raining down on me, and the guys were grunting and groaning like mad. Chris put his hand on my head and turned my face towards him, and pushed his cock at me and shot another
couple of streams of cum at my mouth. While he was doing that, I could feel Jeff’s cum dripping all over the back of my neck and my right cheek and jaw.
By the time it all ended, I had sperm all over my face, in my hair and all over the place. I had drops of it on my boobs and neck, too. The guys
just fell back, totally blown away (no pun intended). I guess they’d never seen anything like that before. I rubbed the warm sperm into my skin, noticing the different consistencies – Jeff’s was thinner and more watery, while Chris’s was thick and much whiter, and had a slightly less tangy taste to it. While I rubbed their sperm in, Jeff masturbated me for a few seconds
and rubbed my clit very nicely, I guess hoping to get me to climax again. I did, just for him!
The next day we sat together again, and that night back in my room I gave them both really long, wet slurpy blowjobs and had them cum in my mouth. I blew them both twice, with about 45 minutes in between when they sucked my pussy in turns and I came about ten times or so, I lost count it was so good. Now there were two guys who definitely didn’t want to go home when that
conference was over! Over the past few months I’ve fucked about 20 or 25 guys here and there, mostly on one-night stands. One time I was at a club, just relaxing and having a drink and watching the people there. A guy came over to
me and asked me to dance, and we danced a while.
He was pretty direct, and when we got back to my table after a slow dance, when I could feel his cock hardening in his pants, he asked if I’d spend the night with him. I thought for a second or so, and then said yes, I would. But only if he could find some more entertainment for me.
He said “what do you mean?” and I said I was in the mood for some real fucking, and could he find some more men. He said “How many?” and I said, half joking, ‘oh, 7 or 8 will do.” His eyes widened and he said “You’re not a pro, are you” and I laughed and said no, I just wanted a good old-fashioned gang bang. (I’d never been in one, but I was feeling slightly tipsy and just said it on a whim.) He gulped and said he’d make some calls, so he went and called a couple of friends of his who spread the word. An hour later I was
at his apartment, doing a strip tease for 9 horny guys! Two were black, which was a first for me, too. They were laughing and drinking and having a good old time, and so was I, I’m afraid. I’d never been the object of attention for so many men at once, and I was half-scared, half-anxious to see what would happen.
I’ve found that many men are good at talking up a good fuck, but when it comes right down to it, some of them lose faith when it’s time to drop the drawers and have at it. I told them that they’d all get to fuck me, but on my terms, and if any of them misbehaved or got rough I’d stop the whole thing. I wasn’t too afraid of being raped or anything against my will, but you can
never tell. So one after the other, I fucked them or sucked them, or both at the same time a couple of times. Of course, I told them to not cum if they could help it, because I wanted to show them something special when they did. One or two couldn’t hold it, and shot their cum in my pussy, and one guy spermed my mouth, but that was OK by me, I enjoyed it all.
They made sure that I had several climaxes, and my pussy was wetter than I’ve ever known it (it could have been the two big loads of semen in it too!). Finally I told them that it was time for the grand finale. I really got into the act now. I told them I was a “cum freak”, and wanted to see all their cum shoot out of their cocks. I told them I ate cum, and loved it on my boobs and face and all over. I said I’d drink it out of a glass if they could fill it up. I really laid it on thick. Of course, the cum dripping from my
mouth from the guy who came there didn’t hurt the image. So I stretched out on this guy’s coffee table on a couple of towels and the nine guys gathered around me and started to jerk off.
What a sight! Here I was, naked, cum drooling out of my pussy, with nine hard cocks of varying sizes and shapes and colors pointing at me, just
waiting to explode. I fingered my pussy and clit while I watched them jerk off, all the time talking about watching their cum fly out and land on me. The first guy to cum pointed his cock at me and sprayed cum all over my stomach and boobs. The second guy got my face all wet. Then it started to really fly out, and I couldn’t tell which was which. All I remember was that my face got totally covered, more than I’ve ever had on it, and I’ve had a lot of cum on my face. I got it in my mouth as well, of course. I had it in
my hair, and all over my belly and pubes, but most of the guys aimed for my face, the darlings. I was frigging my clit and moaning and orgasming all the time.
After the shower ended, the host came up with a glass and said “Ok, Linda, drink up!” and gave me the glass. I giggled and ran the glass around my body where I could, dripping the semen into it. I got most of it into the glass, except the cum in my hair and mouth. There was about an inch or so of it by the time I got done. I held it up to the light like a wine taster, spinning it around in my fingers. Then I sat up, held the glass above my mouth and tipped it over, spilling all the sperm right into my mouth. I let it all drip into my mouth, then I swallowed it all with gusto.The guys were chanting ‘GO, GO, GO’ as I did it, like it was some kind of test or something. But I think they’d all agree that I passed their test with flying colors! That was my
most memorable sexual experience, and I’m thinking of trying to arrange something like that again.
I thought you might also be interested in my thoughts as the local cum-queen. For you guys out there, here are some hints on how to get your
lady to let you cum on her face or body. And for you ladies, here are some impressions from another woman that may dispel your fears or anxieties. Semen isn’t like acid or anything. It’s mostly water and fluid from the prostate gland, and about 1 percent or so actual sperms. While we’re on the subject, let’s talk about that. Should you let a man come on your face?
Some women say “NO, never!” Others may say “sometimes, but not often”. Others say “Shit, yeah, whenever he wants”. I’m in the last group.
There’s nothing really wrong with it, and it doesn’t make you a slut or whore just because you and your guy enjoy this kind of sexual expression. Probably some of the most stuck-up or catty bitches you know would never let a man
come anywhere near their face, and I wouldn’t want to put myself in the same class as them. You know who I’m talking about. For example, can you picture that McMahon-Helmsley bitch taking cum in her mouth? Or Pamela Anderson? Jenna Bush, for Gods’ sake!
When that first spray hits you, it’ll probably make you jerk your head back, and you have to resist the natural urge to turn away. If you can,
direct the cock onto your cheekbones and lips. If the intensity and spray is strong enough, see if you can even get some on your forehead. To some
guys, nothing looks sexier than your hair plastered down to your forehead with his sperm. Of course, we have to wash it out after a while, but what the hell, we’ve all had gunkier stuff than that in our hair, right? After the guy (or guys!) has stopped cumming, you’ll want to rub the semen around and into your skin. It feels really sexy and good, and is better than if
you let it dry on your skin, when it can get all crackly and dry out.
Close your eyes and just revel in the feel and aroma of it, and remember that it’s a precious gift from your man. If he’s any good at all, your
guy will probably be very appreciative of your performance, and who knows, may be ready for another go-round! That’s all that I can say for now. Bye!