Icing On The Cake
A little experimental story written quickly for a friend. We both love a little cum on our faces. xD
I was staring at it. A thick, lengthy schlong was directly in-front of my face. I held it with a firm grip, my fingers barely able to wrap around its girth. I rubbed my thumb over its head, smearing it with pre. It was warm, fresh from the body. Your body. I was kneeling in-front of you, looking up at you as you looked down at me. My paws groping at what dangled between your legs. One paw was stroking your massive cock, the other gently massaging your balls. After lubricating you with your own pre, I started to slide my fingers up and down your length. With each jerk I was getting closer to what I wanted - your cum. I wanted you to cum over me. All over my face, my chest, my entire body. Not only a few squirts. I want you to empty your balls on me. I stroked your cock with increasing speed with that picture in my mind.
It was difficult to keep standing with him handling my cock. I could feel his fingers wrapped around it, tugging at it and making me thrust my hips with each jerk. I felt my smooth balls being massaged in one paw, giving me immense pleasure. Both sensations were getting me closer to release, something I wanted desperately. I wanted to cum, no I needed to cum. It would be all over his pretty boy face. The look in his eyes said it all. He was desperate for it. I closed my eyes and focused on the feeling. Focusing on the smooth rhythm of his milking jerks. His fingers firmly grasping my rod, pushing and pulling it so quickly that it felt like I was fucking someone right there. I knew I couldn't last long.
I leaned forward and opened my mouth, letting the head of his prick rub against my tongue. Any little sensation I could provide, I did. I drank so much pre that it felt like he was cumming right there and then. I pulled and tugged at his massive oval-shaped orbs while I did it, rolling them around in my fingers and fondling them. I knew he had to be close. No-one could take this amount of attention without cumming. As I jerked him I watched as his eyes closed and began to uncontrollably scrunch up his face. The moment was coming. Soon he'd go over the edge and empty himself over me. I was ready for it.
My sensative cock could only handle so much attention. I was at my limit. My muscles were starting to tense and I could feel a familiar feeling building up in my balls. I was ready for release. I opened my eyes and looked down at him. I looked at his smooth furry cheeks, his pointy little nose and focused on how much I would cover it in my seed. That was all that I could take. I tried to say something but it was no use. I opened my mouth and started to pant.
Everything else was meaningless at that stage. The only thing that mattered to me was jerking him off as quickly as I could. I looked up at his face and felt his entire body start to tense. He was pushing over the edge. I aimed his cock towards my face and prepared myself for what he would release. His balls clenched in my paw and I felt a strong tensing of muscles as he came. A single thick rope of milky-white cum erupted from his rod and coated both my cheeks in one motion. He thrust himself at me, releasing another white stream of cum onto me that covered my eye lids and my chin. A third and fourth splashed onto my lips and my nose. It was so heavy, thick and warm and it wasn't stopping. Rope after rope of seed covered every inch of my face and I never stopped pumping them out of him.
I lost all control. Each jerk of his paw around my shaft made me shoot again and again. I looked down as I thrust my body in his paw in time with his jerks, each one coating his face with another spray of my seed. I placed my paws on his shoulders to remain steady while I shot my load. The waves of pleasure slowed and I knew I had emptied as much as I could onto him. My cock softened slightly and I looked down at him, at his cum-covered face, and admired my work. It was beautiful.
I smelt the salty, manly smell of seed. It was on every part of my face. Even through my hair. I slowly opened my mouth and had my first taste of his cum. I savoured his taste in my mouth then drank as much as I could. While I was drinking I felt him push the head of his cock against my lips, and I opened them wider without hesitation. I grinned while I sucked him, not wiping a single drop of cum from my face. No, I had to keep it there. I was a trophy. I was his cum-covered trophy and I loved it.