Faye Fellatio Chapters 4 – 6
by brianm
This story is dedicated to Faye Skylark - the inspiration for this story and a terrific fellow author. And thanks to another fantastic author, Busty Alix, for her advice and encouragement. When you're done here, look up their stories. You won't be disappointed!
CHAPTER 4: FAYE'S FIRST FILM?
It was 10.15 Saturday morning and Faye was applying the last
of her make-up in front of her bedroom mirror. She felt the flutter of
butterflies in her stomach as she prepared to star in her first porn film.
That's OK, she thought. A few loads of cum in
there will settle them down.
OK, it was only a small production, arranged by members of a
college fraternity, but it would signal Faye's arrival on campus and could be
the start of something much bigger.
She'd called all her friends from high school and told them
all about it. They were extremely excited for her and were avidly waiting for
news of how it went.
Faye took a deep breath and thought again of the hundreds of
cocks she'd blown over the years. She knew how talented her mouth was, and was
certain it would stand her in good stead against whatever college hunks they
lined up in front of her. Go ahead ... line them up... she thought. Then
watch me blow them down!
Laid out on her bed was a tiny blue tartan tube top with
matching mini-skirt. On the floor beneath them were a pair of blue high-heeled
shoes and a small blue shoulder bag.
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Ten minutes later Faye was crossing the campus grounds
toward the Theta Iota Tau dorm. It was a warm day and she had decided against a
coat.
There weren't many people on the grounds that morning, but
every one of them had their eyes firmly focused on the pretty brunette with
large perky breasts and spectacular legs.
As Faye crossed the street two cars narrowly avoided
crashing into each other. Neither driver moved again until Faye had turned a
corner and was out of sight.
"Dear God!" one old man called out loud
from a bench as Faye strode by, and she smiled at the implied compliment.
Faye saw a couple kissing, partially secluded behind a tree.
The guy suddenly seemed to lose interest and just stared silently as Faye
passed by.
"Dave... ?" his girlfriend hadn't seen Faye and
just gazed at his vague expression. "Dave... ? Are you alright?"
"Oh, babe..." he replied dully. "I really
need to make out..."
Faye listened to his comment and smiled again as she turned
another corner. The dorm was just ahead.
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"Faye!" Grant called out when he saw her walk into
the dorm's common room.
Faye waved back and looked around at the organised chaos
around her.
There were two video cameras on tripods, another two smaller
ones being held by very nervous looking guys. Another guy had a very
professional looking stills camera. There were what looked like umbrellas with
lights in the centre. Other lights had transparent coloured plastic film over
them. And one guy was holding a very long metal pole with what liked a furry
dildo on the end.
"Wow!" Faye looked again at all the equipment and
the dozen or so guys busily holding cameras, connecting wires and doing sundry
other things. Some looked very busy. Others looked like they were trying
to look very busy.
"Thanks for coming over, Faye," Grant walked over
and they kissed. "You ... look ... great... !"
"Thanks," Faye blushed, feeling slightly
embarrassed. "Well ... here I am! Where do you want me? Is there anything
I need to know?"
"Things are a bit cramped as you can see, but if you'd
go over into that corner there, we should be fine." He indicated past the
cameras toward the opposite side of the room. "The only thing to remember
is to be careful not to let the guys cum. Give them a good suck. Get them hard.
Don't let them shoot."
"O ... K..." Faye replied, a little surprised, and
walked over to the indicated spot. Well, I suppose they don't want them
cumming too soon, she thought to herself. If I suck them off too quick
this could be a real short film. As she settled herself into the corner and
waited to start she noticed the butterflies in her stomach once again. Deep
breaths, girl! Keep cool! "What about lines? Do I need to..."
"No ... no ... you don't need to worry about that. Just
keep those dicks rock hard, yeah?"
Faye nodded. Keeping dicks hard? That's easy enough...
"OK guys!" Grant called out to the assembled crew.
"I think we're ready to go!" This resulted in a sudden flurry of
activity around the room, especially among those only trying to look busy.
Faye took a deep breath, licked her lips and let some spit
build up in her mouth ready for its first cock.
"OK and 3... 2... 1... action... !" Grant
made a karate chopping motion in the air with his arm, as it seemed the
professional thing to do...
It was then that Faye realised everyone was looking away
from her. At any time that would be strange. She was a noticeable girl
... She was used to people looking at her. Sometimes for extended
periods and occasionally through binoculars!
Faye was running the implications of this through her mind
when Melissa walked in! Her jaw dropped open. What is she doing here?
Faye almost called out loud.
Melissa was dressed as a cheerleader. The outfit was very
similar to the Dallas Cowboys outfit with the knotted blouse but was in bright
red instead of blue. She had a guy wearing a red football jersey on each arm.
They were talking but Faye was so stunned she missed what it was they said. She
continued to watch in silence as the three of them sat on a sofa in front of
the cameras. They were all laughing and then the guys began to play with
Melissa's big tits. She giggled and was soon unzipping a fly in each hand.
Faye had to admit that the busty blonde did a very capable
job of fishing out both cocks at the same time, and that those tits were
impressive - very impressive, but that didn't tell her why she was stood
in a corner behind the cameras...
After a couple of minutes three more guys in football
jerseys burst in and caught Melissa happily wanking the cocks beside her as she
continued to have her tits felt up by the even happier guys.
"OK ... Cut!" Grant stood up and this loud
interruption brought Faye back to reality. "Now, Melissa baby, can you
keep those guys ticking over?" Melissa nodded, a big smile on her face. He
then turned to the newcomers. "Faye will look after you guys, and be
careful... She's good..."
The three guys looked over at Faye and their eyes lit up.
"Alright!" cried the first as he rushed over to stand in front of
her.
"Excuse me..." Faye tried to catch Grant's
attention. "What's happening?" But he was too busy managing the
events around him. It seemed everyone wanted him for something...
"What's up, babe?" The first guy asked Faye as the
others came up behind him.
"I'm not sure what's happening..." Faye explained,
a little exasperated. "Grant promised me I'd be in the movie, but I'm over
here and all the cameras are pointed at her." There was a slight
edge in her voice at that last word.
"You're the fluffer, aren't you?" The second guy
responded, half way through pulling his dick out of his flies.
"The what?" Faye looked at him in confusion.
"The fluffer..." the third guy was also pulling
out his dick.
"What's a fluffer?" asked Faye, unfamiliar with
the term.
The guys looked briefly amongst themselves for a moment,
before the first guy took the lead.
"The fluffer doesn't appear in the movie. She
takes care of the actors with blowjobs and handjobs and keeps them hard between
takes. Plus, if a guy is having trouble getting it up, she, you know, helps
out..."
"I ... see..." Faye's eyes glazed over for a few
moments as a lot of thoughts made their way through her mind.
Foremost of these thoughts was, I'm ruined! This soon
expanded to, I've told everyone I'm in this movie and they're going to think
I was lying! My old friends will make fun of me and my new ones won't want to
know me.
Shit! Shit! Shit! You never told me anything about this,
Grant, you bastard! Faye's mind was working overtime as she tried replaying
all their conversations through her head.
"Be back here at 11am Saturday, and wear something
cute," he had said after she blew him a few days ago. That means I got
the part, right?
What had he said when she arrived? " ... if you'd go
over into that corner there, we should be fine." And then, "The only
thing to remember is to be careful not to let the guys cum. Give them a good
suck. Get them hard. Don't let them shoot."
Give them a good suck...
Don't let them shoot...
Don't let them shoot...
The bastard! Faye's mind screamed. He's got me
here as a fluffer! He doesn't want me in his movie; he wants that big-titted
bimbo over there! He just wants me to suck these guys hard for her.
For her...
Don't let them shoot...
Right... ! Faye decided. You ruined my life. Well
two can play at that game ... Don't let them shoot ... Hah!
"Are you OK?" one of the guys asked Faye, gazing
into her faraway eyes.
"Yes ... I'm fine..." Faye shook her head gently as
she returned to the present. "Thank you. So ... I'm the fluffer... ?"
"Grant said you're very good."
"Did he?" Faye's eyes glazed over again
momentarily as she looked across the room at Grant once again. Then she snapped
back again. "Yes I am. Very good ... Give me a couple of minutes
and I'll show you just how I good I am. Come on boys ... give me those
cocks!" and she dropped to her knees.
Hmmmmm... Faye thought as she let the first guy, now
stood in the centre, push his cock into her mouth. No time to mess about... and
she let all eight inches of him slide down her throat. Then she tightened her
throat around him and began to hum. At the same time she took the other cocks
in her hands and began rubbing them up and down.
"Wow! Holy shit!" the guy in her mouth
called, gabbing hold of his friend for support. "She is good! Fuck!"
Her tongue had just started doing something to his balls, causing him to look
down in wonder. Shit! She was licking his balls, yet his dick was still
wedged well and truly down her throat. How the fuck can she do that!?
"Yeah, man ... her hand is awesome too." This was
the third guy, a tall African American with a nine inch tool.
The second guy hadn't said a word since Faye took his six
inches in her hand. He just had a huge grin lighting up his face.
Faye switched from licking the first guy's balls to applying
vacuum-like suction to his crown.
"Oh ... Sweet motherfucking hell..." the guy
profaned. He'd never felt anything like it. He'd heard urban legends of guys
putting their dicks in mechanical vacuum cleaners and thought it must be
something like this. He was all ready to blow his load when the suction stopped
and his cock was in open air. "Noooooo..." he muttered weakly unable
to cry out any louder. A moment later he felt a firm hand grasp his eight inch
dick and begin wanking it at a steady pace. Not hard enough to bring him off
but enough to keep his balls in overdrive, ready for their big moment...
Faye had moved her mouth onto the African American's
nine-incher and was having a lot of fun with it. She hadn't sucked many black
cocks - maybe a couple of dozen - but she thoroughly enjoyed them. She wasn't
sure if they were any larger than white guys or not, but they generally seemed
more confident and she thought they tended to last longer.
That last factor was important to Faye who was forced to
admit to herself that she was sometimes too good a cocksucker for her own good.
All too often, just as she was beginning to enjoy herself - Spurt! Spurt!
Spurt! - and it was back to square one...
Faye quickly found that the black guy seemed to like having
his piss-slit played with, so she teased it mercilessly with her tongue between
sucks and a very gentle nibbling behind his crown with her teeth. She flicked
her eyes up occasionally to stare passionately into his, and was pleased by the
wild, ecstatic look of joy he gave her in return.
Yep, Faye told herself. You're about ready to pop.
And she took her mouth away and shared it with the third guy - the one with the
silly grin.
The black guy stared down in horror when Faye moved her
mouth away but a moment later he felt her firm hand grip on his dick in its
place, keeping him firmly balanced on the edge of an eruption...
The last guy didn't seem like an obvious choice for a porn film.
He wasn't as cute as the other two and had very unfashionable looking glasses
falling off the end of his nose. But Faye liked him instantly.
Perhaps it was something to do with the constant praise that
came out of his mouth.
"Ohhh ... that's awesome!"
"Ohhh ... thank you!"
"Ohhh ... You're sooo good!"
"Ohhh ... that feels... Ohhh!"
He almost didn't stop...
Faye assumed he didn't get his cock sucked much and, taking
pity on him, decided that was about to change. She liked sweet-natured boys and
he seemed very nice. And some of the faces he pulled while she blew him were
hilarious! It was all she could do not to laugh!
The guy was ready to blow in under a minute, and she'd have
loved to see his expression as he unloaded in her mouth, but that didn't work
in with Faye's plan. Reluctantly she released his cock from her mouth and felt
a pang of guilt at the hurt look on his face. Don't worry, she tried to
tell him with her eyes. I'll make it up to you.
Faye gave guys one two a quick suck each, just to prime them
for shooting. All three guys now had cocks with hair triggers, ready to blast
forth cum the moment she wanted them.
Don't let them shoot...
Yeah, right... Faye smiled to herself. Just watch
this... "Hey, Grant!" she called out loudly, making him look
round. "How am I doing?"
Grant took a moment to refocus from what he had been doing,
and the sight of the sexy brunette giving handjobs to two of his actors
presented a further distraction. She had certainly got their cocks hard! It was
only after a few moments that he began to notice their involuntary shaking and
then the anguished looks on their faces. Oh no...
Faye stared straight into Grant's eyes for what seemed to
him an eternity. "Ooops!" she smiled and swooped down on each cock in
turn with her mouth.
Bob ... Suck... !
Bob ... Suck... !
Bob ... Suck... !
Fuck with me will you? Faye began to show him she
wasn't someone to mess with. I play dirty. You wanna see how dirty? Watch
this... ?
Each cock had been poised on a knife edge and one strong
suck from Faye was all it took to tip them over the edge. As she pulled her
pretty mouth back from each cock they instantly erupted...
For Grant it was as if everything had become slow motion.
The whole room had stopped and fallen silent.
And in fact it had ... Everyone's attention was focused on
Faye and her three cocks. The whole of the cast and crew watched in awe as the
three guys erupted heavy streams of cum onto the pretty brunette's face. Faye
grinned wildly and reveled in every splattering sensation she felt, shaking her
head gently to give her face a good covering...
Grant watched in a mixed state of horror and arousal as Faye
incapacitated almost two thirds of his male cast in the space of a few seconds.
At the same time the sight was the most exciting thing he'd ever seen.
Whatever Faye had done to them had caused the guys to
generate monster loads. It was almost like watching three champagne bottles
erupt over her face. Ohhhh ... that gorgeous face... ! That gorgeous, white,
sticky, cum-splattered face! Oh, how his dick ached!
Eventually the three would-be porn stars ran out of juice
and slumped over, exhausted, but leaving Faye feeling on top of the world.
She'd had some thrilling sexual encounters before, but wrecking that bastard
Grant's shoot was one of the best!
"Ooops!" the cute, cum-covered brunette said
again. "Did I do something wrong?" And she held her index finger to
her lips innocently.
Faye thought Grant's face was a perfect picture. She'd never
seen anyone combine arousal and horror quite so well.
"I ... I..." Grant tried to speak. "We're
ruined..."
"Is there a problem... ?" a silky smooth and
totally unflustered female voice was heard above the silence.
All eyes turned and there was Melissa, still sitting on the
sofa, and still calmly wanking a cock in each hand. She seemed strangely serene
amongst the panicked and awed faces occupying the rest of the room. The
contrast between her calm expression and the agonised looks on the faces next
to her were particularly surreal.
"When you've finished with that ... little girl,"
Melissa's voice was full of venom. She had been looking at Faye but switched
her attention to Grant. "You need to focus on what is important
here."
"Wha... Who are you calling a little girl?"
Faye erupted, getting up off her knees and pushing one of the sagging wannabe
porn stars out of her way. His, and the two others, cum still hung and dripped
off Faye's face as she reddened with outrage. Her hands formed involuntarily
into fists and she squeezed them tightly. Who is this bitch calling a little
girl? she raged inside.
"Wh ... what's that... ?" Grant asked, trying to
ignore Faye and desperate to find something to save him from this disaster.
"These... " Melissa released the two cocks
she had been pleasuring and, slowly and deliberately, stood up. She ignored
Grant and stared smugly at Faye as she untied the knot at the front of her
blouse and opened it up.
"Holy Shit!" someone cried out. Then Faye
realized with some embarrassment, and a lot of annoyance, that it had been her.
Faye was very proud of her full, yet perky, C cups. But stood in front of
Melissa and her outrageous gazongas she did indeed feel like a little girl. Jesus!
She's stacked! How the hell did she hide those puppies in there? she
asked herself.
Fortunately, Faye thought, Melissa showed no reaction to her
comment. She was too busy basking in the sounds and looks of appreciation she
was receiving from the room full of men. But then she saw it. Just a brief
glance but it carried a powerful message. What have you got to compete with
these, little girl... ?
Faye was still frozen, shaking with rage as Melissa spun
round to kneel in front of one of the guys on the sofa.
"You may want to get your cameras ready,
gentlemen..." Melissa smiled sweetly at the surrounding crew before
plunging her mouth down onto the cock in front of her. She then began to give
the guy's cock a very proficient, and very wet, blowjob.
Scluuup!
Schwelch!
Fllluuppp!
Very good... Faye was reluctantly forced to admit.
She knew a good blowjob when she saw one. But I can do better... and
with a spare cock on that sofa, she was determined to prove it...
Faye took a few seconds to clean up. With no time to waste,
she used her fingers to scoop up the thick strings of cum from her face, shovel
them into her mouth, and swallow them down. Then she barged past her last
exhausted conquests to kneel next to Melissa in front of the next.
Faye wasted no time on subtleties. She thrust his seven
inches straight down her throat and went to work...
Bob ... bob ... bob...
Bob ... bob ... bob...
Then she began to ramp up the suction. Her cheeks hollowed
as the guy began to fear for the safety of his dick...
You have less than a minute to live, Faye told the
guy's erection in her head. You ... are mine... ! Come on ... just give it
up and shoot... Then she risked a glance over at Melissa, unable to resist
checking out the competition.
After a few moments, Faye was startled to see her rival stop
sucking and pull her mouth back off the cock she'd been, Faye hated to admit,
sucking very well. Then the busty blonde's body started to rise up! Was she
giving in?
Confused, Faye stopped her own sucking and was left with a
throbbing, steel-hard cock trying to poke through her cheek as she continued to
watch her rival, waiting to see what happened next...
Melissa's body rose up until her two great mounds of
titflesh hove into Faye's view, an awful lot of her view Faye admitted
to herself resentfully. Fuck, those things are big!
The blonde paused and then pushed forward a few inches until
that same titflesh had engulfed the guy's cock ... completely...
Faye watched in awed silence as the cock, which was some six
or seven inches long, vanished completely, totally smothered by breastflesh. Fuck...
! she thought again.
The whole room watched in awed silence as Melissa grasped
the outside of her tits and squeezed them tightly around the guys cock. As she
began to jerk her body up and down, giving the guy an awesome titwank, various
gasps were heard around the room as the guys tried to imagine how that must
feel.
The only guy in the room who knew the answer to that wasn't
talking, although his incessant groaning told everyone how much he loved every
moment!
How do I complete with that? Faye asked herself as
she noticed in disbelief that at no time did the guy's cock appear. It just
wasn't big enough to thrust out from between those monsters! Fuck... !
She thought for the third time.
It didn't take long before 'The Luckiest Guy In The World, '
as he soon became known to his friends, began to lose it ... Faye knew the
signs well enough ... His body was bucking wildly and his breathing became
long, loud gasps...
Spurt!
"Hwwy Shht!" Faye tried calling out again,
only this time her mouth was full of cock and the sentiment came out rather
garbled. She had just seen a geyser of cum erupt into the air from between
Melissa's tits. Then another... Spurt... ! A third ... fourth ... In
total there were six geyser-like explosions of cum, two of which hit the
blonde's chin. The rest pooled into a not-so-small lake of cum in her
tight-pressed cleavage.
It was at that moment Faye felt the irresistible urge to
swallow, did so, and tasted the familiar salty tang of fresh sperm at the back
of her tongue. The guy in her mouth had shot a load of his own but she had been
so engrossed in watching Melissa that she only just noticed... Did I cause
that? she asked herself. Was I still sucking him? No... ! Tell me he
didn't cum in my mouth from watching her... !?
"Well, Mr. Director?" Melissa sat back, flicked
her hair seductively, and gazed longingly at the director. "How did I
do?"
Grant was falling over himself, literally, to thank her and
tell her what an amazing job she'd done. He was practically groveling! And the
rest of the crew were similarly quick to congratulate her and there was a
terrific sound of hooting and hollering in appreciation.
Only Faye and the three guys she had sucked off were silent.
What do I do? Faye's earlier rage had turned to panic.
I can't match that ... Sure I suck like a pro ... better than a pro ...
certainly better than her ... but how do I compete with ... those?
Should I just leave? Faye asked herself. They're
all so busy congratulating that big boobed bimbo, they've forgotten about me
... Men!!! Show them a big pair of tits and they go dead from the waist up ...
Grrrrrr!!! But if I just leave, it could only mean she's beaten me!
Beaten at what? a slightly calmer part of her brain
was trying to tell her. Sure, she's got big ... OK ... huge tits? So what?
You just gave three awesome blowjobs! Look, those guys still can't get
up!
But that's how she'll see it, the angry part
of Faye's brain argued back. She'll say I ran away ... She'll say I saw her
give one titfuck and I ran away...
Just one titfuck, the calmer part of Faye
hadn't given up. You drained four guys to her one. OK ... Well at least
three ... anyway the point is four-fifths of that porn film was about you! OK
... We don't know how much of it they actually got on film but the point is
four out of five money shots ended up in our tummy. She just got the
o... Faye was jerked back to reality, and she knew exactly what she had to
do.
Melissa hadn't moved and the crew were still applauding her.
What had seemed like an eternity to Faye had been but a few moments.
Faye released the cock she still had in her mouth and
silently leaned over toward her rival. She got closer and closer, marveling at
those immense breasts as they grew larger by the moment. Then she felt the wet Slap!
as her face made contact with the top of Melissa's cum-laden cleavage.
Melissa was so stunned that she just continued to hold up
her twin treasures as Faye proceeded to lick them clean.
"Mmmmmm... ! Schluuup... !" Faye took her
time, giving the busty blonde's tits a thorough licking, cleaning up every drop
of cum. "Yummy!"
"Look at her go!" She was getting a lot of
appreciative comments from the crew...
"Wow!"
"I wish she'd do that to me!"
"Fuck! And did you see her suck off Alan and the
others? She's hot!"
Eventually Faye had sucked up all the cum and sat back on
her heels. She opened her mouth briefly to show the assembled crew the pool of
cum she had saved there and then, very deliberately, swallowed it down.
"Mmmmmmm!" Faye climbed to her feet and
flashed Melissa her sweetest smile. "Great titfuck, Melissa! We must
do this again sometime..."
Collecting her clothes, Faye thought the morning's events
over in her mind and dwelt largely on Melissa Page. Well, maybe not a
victory, but I think I clawed back a draw... she decided. But I'll have to
watch out for her. This isn't over...
CHAPTER 5: THAT LOOKS NICE...
Faye walked through her local shopping mall. As she gazed
into the store windows she reflected on the events of the last few days...
Her first attempt to get into the porn industry and become a
campus celebrity had met with mixed results.
Yes, she'd put in a fabulous performance, sucking off three
guys in as many minutes, taking a fourth load under questionable circumstances,
and robbing that bitch, Melissa Page, of a fifth.
But on the downside very little of it was on film and,
depending on your perspective, it could be argued that she had been upstaged by
that same bitch...
Either way, when she bumped into Grant a couple of days
later she made it quite clear to him that she didn't want any part of his film
company ... and that he'd had his last blowjob from her!
Grant had looked disappointed when Faye refused to work for
him again, and he looked positively distraught at not getting another blowjob -
so much so that Faye vaguely remembered finishing the conversation with the
words "We'll see..."
I am such a softee... Faye sighed. Why do I
let people get away with things like that? I didn't even get paid! OK, he
offered and I threw the money back at him, but ... well ... perhaps that wasn't
such a good idea...
On a more positive side, she continued. I'm at
least a minor celebrity on campus. One or more of the guys had blabbed
about how awesome her mouth was and was now shooting off his. Faye was
continuously being hit on - even more than usual - and had had two proposals of
marriage - and she didn't even know the guys!
The extra attention is nice, Faye thought as she
stopped outside an expensive store she knew she couldn't afford to enter, but
it doesn't pay the bills. And it certainly doesn't pay for cute little outfits
like that one... Faye sighed as she gazed longingly through the window at a
beautiful red top. It was a deep red and beautifully cut. Mind you, a
little voice in the back of her mind told her. They don't charge you try
them on. Go on ... See how it looks...
Faye wrestled hard with her financial conscience on the
subject before making up her mind, then, when she finally decided to try it on;
she found she was already in the shop with the outfit in her hands!
It's lovely, Faye thought to herself as she looked at
herself in the mirror, and it fits perfectly. She leaned forward and
smiled at the generous cleavage it displayed. She sighed. If only it were
half the price...
Faye sighed again, got changed, and walked back to the rack
where she had found the outfit. Then, just as she went to hang it up, she
spotted an identical outfit on another rack nearby. Had someone carelessly hung
it in the wrong place? Then she saw the sign above the rack.
One Third Off!
Yay! Faye thought and her heart leapt. It's on
sale. A third off ... I have to buy it!
Faye hung up the first outfit and rushed over to its twin
sister before someone else took it. A closer inspection revealed the rack was
for seconds and shop soiled items. There was a tiny mark above the hem, barely
noticeable, otherwise it was perfect. Damn! Faye groaned when she looked
more closely at the twin. Its two sizes too large! She searched the rack
frantically but in vain; it was the only one they had on special offer.
That outfit is supercute, Faye looked back longingly
at the original, perfect-fitting sister and sighed once more. Drawn almost
hypnotically to it, she walked back to the rack and picked it up once again. It
is so not fair that the only cheap one is too big! Faye continued to stare
at the outfit while a plan began to formulate in her mind. That's it!
she finally worked out all the details. All I need is...
"Excuse me, sir," Faye asked the tall, middle aged
shop assistant. "I wonder if you could help me..."
"Yes ... miss..." the tall, stately looking
gentleman gulped visibly. Faye wasn't anything like his normal clients. In
twenty five year’s service he couldn't recall seeing a skirt so short on legs
so long ... And that mouth ... There was something... exciting... about
the way it moved when the extremely pretty teenager spoke.
"I wanted to try on this outfit, please?"
"Certainly, miss," the gentleman unphased his
thoughts and directed Faye to the changing rooms.
"Thank you," Faye took the outfit into a cubicle
and quickly changed back out of her blue top into the darling red one. She
paused for a moment and looked at herself in the mirror once more. The top was
just stunning!
Faye sighed. It seemed a terrible shame to do what he was
about to do, but she steeled herself to her plan. Just think of Saturday
night, this cool new outfit, and you! She took a deep breath.
Faye pulled open the curtain to the cubicle and looked
around her. There was the same, very distinguished looking gentlemen she'd
spoken to earlier. "Excuse me!" she called out, still wearing the red
top.
The gentleman looked over and walked slow and purposefully
toward the cubicle. "Do you require any assistance, miss?"
Faye looked the store employee up and down. He's quite
good looking for his age... she surmised. And extremely polite... She
liked that. But he might struggle on his own... "Actually I think you
will," she announced sweetly.
"I beg your pardon?" the gentleman was somewhat
confused.
"I really don't mean to sound rude, sir," Faye
also knew how to be polite. "But I think you ought to get a little help
over here..."
At that moment a junior assistant came out of a side door.
He was eighteen or nineteen, tall, thin and nervous looking. He reminded her of
the plumbing apprentice that had helped her unblock her sink recently.
Perfect! "Excuse me!" Faye called out to
him.
"Er ... yes, miss... ?" the junior turned and
stared longingly at Faye but managed to acknowledge his superior with a brief
nod. " ... Mr. Jenkins..."
"Samuel," the gentleman replied formally.
Then they both turned back to Faye who was left thinking
something odd was going on but couldn't work out what it was...
"Would you both come in here, please?" Faye asked,
holding the curtain back.
"That would be most irregular, miss," the
gentleman, Mr. Jenkins, pointed out, holding out his arm in front of his junior
colleague who walked straight into it, his eyes still focused on Faye. "I
can ask one of our young ladies to join you if..."
"No, no! That's no good, and it's very
important," Faye pleaded, and treated them to her most winning smile.
"And after all there are two of you ... What could I possibly
do with you two big, strong men in here?"
Faye could see their minds working on her question. They
didn't know what she had in mind, but she could tell that they both wanted to
find out. With a brief glance at each other, but without a word, they both
stepped inside and Faye pulled the curtain closed behind them.
"Now ... How do I put this... ?" Faye wondered.
She didn't want to give the old guy too much of a shock...
"I need you to..." she began and stopped. "I'm
going to..." she tried again. "What I really need is..."
She finally gave up and dropped to her knees between them. "... look, just
let me show you..."
Before the two store employees could react, Faye had
unzipped their flies, pulled out their cocks and was giving them both a very
satisfying handjob.
"I'm terribly sorry to bother you
gentlemen," Faye tried again. "But I need you both to blow some
really big loads for me. Now ... how would you like to do this? I can
just jerk you off, or you can fuck me if you like? But..." Faye stopped
and blushed with pride. She had no time for false modesty. " ... Trust me.
You've never felt anything like what my mouth can do..."
And she decided to give them a quick sample of just what she
could do with her mouth.
First, Mr. Jenkins...
Bob ... Schluppp... ! Bob ... Schluppp... ! Bob ...
Schluppp... !
And then young Samuel...
Bob ... Schluppp... ! Bob ... Schluppp... ! Bob ...
Schluppp... !
Faye applied a very strong suction to each cock. Three
strokes each, all the way down to the root. Only eight inches each ... Nothing
unmanageable ... Corkscrew hand motion on the shaft, and plenty of tongue to
the crown.
"Oh, fuck!" the young store assistant cried
out.
His superior's response was more measured, but Faye knew she
was having the desired effect. His eyes were watering...
"I think you'll be safer in my pussy," Faye
looked up at the teenager. He wouldn't last thirty seconds in my mouth, she
thought as she turned round, bent over and shook her very nicely rounded rear
in his direction.
The young store assistant didn't need asking twice. The
excited teen took two steps forward and plunged his cock into Faye from behind.
"Ahhhhh..." he sighed and started thrusting in and out of her pussy
with a huge grin on his face.
"Mmmmmm... " Faye was enjoying it too, but
she had another cock to attend to. She looked up at the older guy. "Why
don't you to join me over here and step into my mouth...?" As she gazed
deeply into his eyes, Faye left her mouth wide open, leaving him in no doubt of
what she had in mind.
The tall gentlemanly store worker was looking far less
distinguished now. There was a look of lust in his eyes and his breathing was
erratic. He took a moment to take a deep breath and walked round Faye to stand
in front of her. Then, with just the briefest of pauses, he did as he was
invited and stepped forward into the pretty brunette's mouth once more.
"Owwwwwhhhh!!!" The 47 year old senior
sales clerk had never taken drugs, but he imagined the experience to be
something like the one the cute girl in front of him was giving him with her
mouth. His brain felt like it was full of fireworks, shooting off in different
directions. "Ooooohhhhhhh!!!!" he groaned. And that's not
all that'll be shooting off soon, he thought. God, she's good!
"Aaaarrrrrghhhh... !" Make that damn good!
Jenkins tried taking his mind off the divine sensations she
was producing in him. Baseball! he thought. Boston Red Sox ... Babe
Roth... "Oooohhhhh!!!" Over 2,000 runs ... Ted Williams... "Shiiiiit!"
1800 runs ... Did he get 1800 runs? "Ooooooorrrrrggghh!" Shit,
who cares? "Fuuuccckkkkk!" Miami Dolphins ... Miami
Dolphins... ? Do they play baseball? "Urrrrrrrgghhhhhh!" Who
gives a fuck...! It's no use ... I'm gonna ... I'm gonna... "Arrrrrggghhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!"
Faye could tell the poor guy wouldn't last any longer and
let his cock escape her mouth. Not yet, she thought. Just hold on a
minute. Faye continued a slow pumping action on Jenkins' cock with her
hand, just enough to keep him on the boil, and turned to Samuel. "Come
over here, sweetie," she ran her tongue seductively around her mouth.
"It's time to let me have what I want..."
Samuel had seen the terrific effect of Faye's blowjob on his
colleague. She'd reduced him to a babbling wreck in ... What was it? Two
minutes? Less? I have got to try that! he thought to himself as
he rapidly pulled himself from Faye's pussy and rushed round to her opening
mouth.
Faye regretted the absence of a cock in her pussy but
reminded herself that she wasn't here to enjoy herself. She was on a mission to
get that top! Besides, swapping two eight inch cocks in and out of her mouth
was fun enough!
At that moment Samuel's eight inches lodged itself deep in
her throat and Faye set about the last part of her plan. She began by using her
throat to hum along his entire length while applying a small corkscrew motion
and a tight grip with her mouth.
Faye kept this up for only a few seconds. As she suspected,
his stamina was no match for her oral skills and he was already making noises
that showed he was about to cum. She pulled the head of his cock back up into
her mouth and began her final assault upon it. As she ramped up her suction she
grasped its shaft tightly in her right hand, as her left began to tighten its
grip on Mr. Jenkins.
Five... Faye counted down in her head as she let
Samuel's cock out of her mouth, pointed both cocks at her face, and began to
pump her hands quickly and tightly up and down them both together... Pump!
Pump! Pump!
Four ... Pump! Pump! Pump!
Three ... Pump! Pump! Pump!
Two ... Pump! Pump! Pump!
One ... Pump! Pump! Pump!
Still pumping, Faye had to stop herself from declaring, We
have blast off! as both cocks exploded simultaneously in her hands and
instantly splattered her pretty face with a thick layer of cum.
Pump! Pump! Pump!
Both guys were calling out something, but it was almost
totally unintelligible. It sounded to Faye as if they were trying to say thank
you, but whether it was aimed at her, at God, or at the stars wasn't clear. Not
that it mattered. They seem to be enjoying themselves, Faye smirked to
herself, and I'm getting what I need...
Pump! Pump! Pump!
After those initial, intense wads of cum had jetted across,
Faye was left with deep slimy pools of manjuice, joined by long, thick ropes of
white, across her face, but the two guys were still erupting. Which was just
what Faye wanted...
Pump! Pump! Pump!
"Oooops!" Faye declared with exaggerated innocence
as she dropped her still-pumping hands just a fraction, just enough to aim both
cocks toward her generous but perky breasts.
Pump! Pump! Pump!
"Oh no!" Faye called out, still pretending
innocence while directing the thick ropes of semen onto the store's beautiful
red top, so it quickly became streaked with thick, dripping splatterings of
pearly white cum.
Pump! Pump! Pump!
"Oh..." Pump! "This lovely
top..." Pump! Pump! Faye looked up at the two store employees and
tried hard not to laugh as she pretended to panic. But, at that moment, they
couldn't care less where they were shooting. They just knew they were in heaven
and prayed the moment would never end.
"Oh..." Pump! "It's ruined!" Pump!
Pump! The 'panicking' Faye moved her still-pumping hands just enough
to ensure the two still-heavily spurting cocks gave the top a really
good cum-soaking, and by the time she finished draining their balls it was
literally wringing wet.
"Oh..." Faye tried to look contrite, but with a
semi-hard cock in each hand it wasn't fully convincing. "Just look
at the mess we've made..." Fortunately Mr. Jenkins and Samuel were very
understanding.
"Tha ... that's quite all ... all right..." the
elder guy tried to focus on Faye but still wore a very dazed expression. He
took a deep breath, fell back against the wall, and just managed to stay
upright.
"Yeah," Samuel echoed and gave a short
appreciative whistle. "Anyway, who gives a fu..."
"Samuel!" Mr. Jenkins interrupted. "Not in
front of the ... er ... young ... er ... lady..."
"I blame myself..." Faye sighed. "I should
have just let you both cum in my mouth. I'd have swallowed it all down. So much
less mess..." She looked away for a moment, as if unable to look them in
the eye. Then she turned back. " ... But I do love seeing guys shoot their
loads all over me. I'm terribly sorry."
"N ... not at all, Miss..." Mr. Jenkins was slowly
regaining his wits. "Quite ... er ... understandable..."
"But this lovely top is ruined," Faye
looked down and pulled part of the sperm soaked fabric away from her skin for a
moment. "I do hope you nice gentlemen don't get into any trouble..."
"Trouble... ?" Mr. Jenkins echoed.
"Oh no..." Samuel's eyes widened. "Oh no...”
As Faye watched she could see alarm bells begin to ring
inside each of the two store employees. Not wanting to cause them any trouble
she quickly spoke up. "Of course, you could always ... no..."
"W ... what?" Mr. Jenkins asked, anxious to clutch
at any straws Faye might be able to hold out.
"Well, I could always buy the top," Faye smiled.
"Y ... you could?" Samuel began his own straw
clutching.
"Sure..." Faye's smile grew broader. "Of
course..." she paused.
"W ... what?" Mr. Jenkins asked.
"Well ... you guys have made rather a mess of
it..." Faye continued, her smile become so wide it almost hurt. "Do
you think it counts as shop soiled?"
Mr. Jenkins and Samuel exchanged open mouthed glances before
falling over themselves to agree.
"Absolutely!"
"Sure thing!"
"Well..." Faye continued as she peeled off the
stop, which was so thick with jizz that it stuck to her chest. "That one
you have on the discount stand is a third off. What do you think you can take
off for this one...?" and she held up the cum-sodden garment.
----------
Five minutes later Faye left the store delighted with her
new top. She knew a guy from college who worked Saturdays at the dry cleaners,
and one quick blowjob would be all it took to have the top looking like new.
A brand new top! Her mind screamed in joy. And
only 99 cents. I need to shop here more often!
Mr. Jenkins and Samuel stood by the checkout, watching Faye
as she made her way to the exit.
"Dad...?" Samuel Jenkins Junior asked. "Do
you think we should tell her that she's still got cum all over her face?"
"No, son," Samuel Jenkins Senior replied. "I
think we should get to the other side of the store and look very, very
busy."
CHAPTER 6: HOWARD-HUGHES
Wanted!
Aspiring actress to appear in highly creative art film.
Low pay but huge exposure plus potential for future work.
Call Howard on...
Faye looked at the small hand-written notice in the grocery
store window again. 'Highly creative art film.' Well, that's porn if I ever
saw it, she smiled to herself. 'Huge exposure.' Yeah, I'll bet!
She continued to stare at the notice. Well, they know how
to economise on advertising, Faye laughed briefly. Oh, why the Hell not!
It's worth a go. Might be fun?
Faye took out her cellphone and began keying in the number
as she walked into the store. It began ringing as she picked up a basket and
began looking for groceries.
"Hello!" a somewhat musical male voice answered.
"Oh ... hello," as she picked up a loaf of bread,
Faye suddenly realised she hadn't thought about what she was going to say.
"Er ... I saw your advert ... for an aspiring actress..."
The voice at the other end went muffled but Faye could still
make it out. "Hey, guys! We got one. It's a girl!"
Faye had to stop herself from laughing. So that's how it
is. I knew it! Oh well ... It still might be fun. In fact ... why don't I have
a little fun with them now?
"Oh ... yes..." the voice grew louder again.
"Thank you for calling. Can I have your name, please?"
"It's Faye..." she replied, putting on a simple
sounding, girly voice. "Faye Skylark."
"That's a lovely name," the voice sounded wistful,
but genuinely sincere at the same time. "Could you tell me a little about
yourself, Faye?"
"Sure. I'm 18, 5'6", brown eyes, brown hair,
freckles ... cute ones, I keep myself in shape, and guys say I'm pretty."
Faye was now so in character as an air-headed bimbo she found herself twiddling
with her hair, even though the guy couldn't see her. She stopped herself and
picked up some peanut butter.
The voice at the other end went muffled again. "She
sounds hot!" Faye smiled as the voice cleared. "Er ... That sounds
great. Do you have any previous acting experience?"
"A little..." Faye thought back to her aborted
appearance in Grant's recent film. "But I'm not sure I should tell you
about that." That's should get them curious!
"Oh ... why?" the guy asked.
"Well ... it was a naughty film." Faye
started laying on the girly voice even thicker. "I had to do... things!
You don't want to know what they made me do." Yeah, right! Faye
struggled not to laugh.
The voice muffled again and the voice grew very excited.
"Jesus, guys! She's done porn!"
There was a lot of clamouring, voices, and even some hooting
in the background but Faye couldn't hear what they were saying.
"Hello?" Faye spoke up. "I hope that doesn't
affect my chances with your fine company." She paused for a moment and
thought, Shall I say it...? Oh, I can't resist! "Only I really
need this job." Holy cow! How can they fall for this drivel? She
had to suppress a laugh with her hand this time.
"No ... no..." the voice assured her.
"Actually, there er ... is er ... just a little er ... naughtiness in our
next production."
'Next production... ' Faye thought dismissively. Ha!
What was your last? Your vacation movies? "Oh ... Well ... I don't
mind! It was kinda fun!" Faye wasn't sure but she thought she
skipped up in the air a little when she said that. Talk about getting into
character...
"It w ... was... ?" the voice slowed and Faye
thought she detected a hint of panic.
There was a pause and a mumbled conversation Faye couldn't
make out before she thought she heard a second voice whisper loudly, "Ask
her!"
"W ... what sort of th ... things did th ... they ask
you t ... to do?" the voice was now full of fear, as if it might lose
something really precious. There was a deep breath.
"Oh..." Faye started twiddling with her again. This
is just too much fun! "Oh ... nothing special ... I sucked some guys
off ... Swallowed some cum ... I let three guys like totally facialize
me! You should have seen it! It looked so cool!"
Silence...
Then a "Holy shit!" in the background.
"Hello?" That shocked them! Faye thought.
Silence again at the other end. No ... there were definite sounds of heavy
breathing. Very heavy breathing.
"C ... could you c ... come in and see us?" the
voice finally returned, but it sounded a bit strained.
Faye thought for a moment. " ... Sure!" Why not?
He sounded nice enough, if a total geek, but that was no bad thing. "Want
me to bring my toys?"
"Toys?" the voice sounded suddenly alarmed.
"I thought you said you were 18!"
"I meant grown up toys, silly!" Faye was really
straining not to laugh now. "I have a 15 inch dildo you can watch me
deepthroat? Or you can stick it up my..."
"Yes!!!!" the voice cried out almost in
pain. "That'll be great, now if you'll excuse me I really have to rush.
Goodbye!" He barely had time to blurt out a time and the address and he
was gone...
... I wonder where? Faye smirked. Now, what was I
doing? Oh yes... She closed up her cellphone and turned to see a store
clerk and six customers all staring at her in open-mouthed shock. Oooops!
"Do you mind? She glared at them. That was a private
call!"
----------
Two days later Faye walked up to an apartment block wearing
a tiny, low-cut, backless, sky blue micro-dress, with black panties, black
heels and a cute little black purse pouch. The dress and heels combination
succeeded in making her already long legs look positively endless. She was very
pleased with the result and was confident the 'producers' at Howard-Hughes Film
Studios would be equally happy.
She walked up to the door entry unit and buzzed the number
she was given.
"Hell ... oly shit!" a voice called out of the
speaker and then it became muffled. But Faye could still make out some of the
conversation.
"Jesus, man! She's freakin' awesome!"
"She looks like a hooker!"
"Yeah, isn't she fuckin' amazing!"
"Hello?" Faye smiled at the unit's camera. Well,
a girl has to take her compliments where she can, she thought. "Is
there anyone there?"
The conversation inside the apartment continued.
"Quick, man, buzz her in before she leaves!"
"Oh man, I would love to buzz her in!"
"What? What does that even mean?"
A clearer voice rang out. "Come up, please. Fourth
floor." Then there was a buzzing sound, a click, and Faye was able to push
the door open.
Nice apartment block... Faye thought as she sashayed
through the lobby and to the nearest elevator. It opened smoothly with quiet ping
and Faye entered. The elevator was large and the opposite wall totally
mirrored. Very fancy! Whoever these guys are they must have a few dollars...
As the elevator rose, Faye checked her appearance in the
mirror. Make up, lips, outfit, all were perfect so she spun round to check her
rear. Especially proud of her legs and her butt, Faye spread her legs, bent
over hard forward, and pointed her near-naked rear end at the mirror. Just
wait 'till they catch sight of this, she thought as looked over her
shoulder and admired her wonderfully long legs and tight butt.
Ping!
"Fuuuuuuck!" a middle aged businessman shrieked
when the elevator doors quietly opened and he looked straight at the Faye's
remarkable body, both front and rear at the same time. "Fuuuuuuck!"
he said again.
Faye didn't move for several seconds, and neither did the
businessman. Let him look, Faye thought and smiled up at him.
"Nice, huh?"
"Ya..." the businessman burbled and finally
entered. "Yahhh..."
"Later, sweety," Faye straightened up, blew him a
kiss and left the elevator. "Sorry, but this is where I get off." The
doors shut behind her.
"Me too..." the man sighed and looked down at his
pants.
----------
Faye walked down the corridor until she reached the room she
wanted and knocked quietly on the door.
There was some noise from the other side and then Faye
caught the end of a conversation.
"No, I'll get it!"
"No, I'll get it!"
There were some sounds that might have been a minor scuffle
and moments later the door opened. Three guys stood on the far side. They all
stood beaming at her but none said a word.
Faye's immediate impression was that the one of the left
wore rather old-fashioned glasses. The one in the middle wore a bow tie. And
the one on the right wore a Weezer T-shirt. The image would stay with her a
long time...
"Hi ... I'm Faye..." Faye smiled, the first to
break the ice.
"Hi..." Glasses squeaked.
"Wow..." Bow Tie whispered.
Weezer just made a small croaking sound.
"May I come in?" Faye asked politely.
"Uh huh..." Bow Tie grabbed his friends by their
shirt collars and pulled them back into the room, allowing space for Faye to
enter and close the door behind her.
Inside the door was a huge, well-furnished and stylish
living room. Well, whoever they are, they're not your average college
students, Faye thought to herself. They may come over a bit eccentric,
but they have taste. She looked at them again. Well, except in
clothing...
Glasses waved Faye over toward the plush, sandy coloured
sofa, where she sat, sinking deeply into it. Sitting down made the bottom half
of Faye's micro-dress effectively disappear making her long, shapely legs look
even longer and shapelier.
Glasses thrust a glass of wine into Faye's hand, without
bothering to ask, and took the opportunity to sneak a peak down into her
delightful cleavage. He was terribly awkward and clumsy.
Faye saw him stare down her top and let him get on with it.
It's what guys did, after all ... While he enjoyed himself, she took a sip of
the wine and it danced all over her tongue. Mmmmm ... Nice... Faye
thought. And I expect you have something else tasty for me, don't you?
She stared at the front of his pants for a moment and smiled.
The three guys had pulled round chairs from the dining table
and now sat gawping, open-mouthed, staring straight at her legs.
Faye slowly crossed them first one way and then the other,
trying to give the impression of getting comfortable while giving the guys a
fleeting view of her tiny panties. Start reeling them in, Faye thought
to herself.
The guys remained silent and open-mouthed.
"Ahem..." Faye prompted.
"Ahhhhhhhh..." Bow Tie sighed deeply.
"I ... er ... came about the advert..." Faye
continued. "You wanted a girl?"
"Oh ye... " Glasses sighed then caught
himself.
"How do I look?" Faye held her hands up,
thrust out her chest, and gave them a big smile in an attempt to provoke a
greater reaction.
"Aaaaaaaa..." Weezer articulated ... and then
sighed ... Then the silence returned.
"Did you have any questions?" Faye asked
hopefully, dropping her arms. She knew she had a powerful effect on men, but
this was ridiculous...
"Uhhh?" Glasses seemed to be recovering slightly.
"Questions?"
"Yes," Faye persevered, still smiling. "Was
there anything you wanted to ask me?"
"Oh ... yeah..." Glasses seemed to come out of his
daze. He had a sister, so had had a greater exposure to girls than his two
friends. "The questions ... Guys, who's got the questions?"
There was a general delving through pockets as the guys
tried to find the questions they had painstakingly researched on the internet
before Weezer finally found a folded up piece of paper in his pocket. He
unfolded it and held it up. He tried to read a line, at which point Faye
re-crossed her legs once again, and his tongue twisted beyond all reason.
Giving up, he squeaked and handed the paper to Glasses.
Glasses held the paper out and took a deep breath. The paper
was titled 'Ladies: A Blowjob Questionnaire' but he omitted to read out that
part. No point in revealing our sources, he thought.
"Have you ... er ... have you ever ... given ... a blowjob?"
he gulped. His hands were shaking and he was breathing heavily. He was also
turning very red.
"Absolutely!" Faye answered with great conviction.
"Hundreds of them..."
"Fuck!" Bow Tie gasped.
Glasses took another deep breath. "When ... was your
first time?"
Faye thought. "Only about a year ago," she
replied. "But I'm a fast learner and I've practised really, really
hard."
"Holy..." Glasses stopped himself, took another
deep breath, and continued. "Did you ... make him cum?"
"Heck, yea I did!" Faye announced proudly.
"He came a lot... on my tongue, on my lips and quite a bit on my
cheeks."
"Fuck... !" Bow Tie groaned again.
"Have you... gulp... ever given a blowjob for
... for someone helping you?" Glasses was breathing even more heavily now.
"Frequently!" Faye grinned. "It's a great way
to say 'thank you.'"
...
...
Glasses had to pause at this point. "So ... Have you
... ever ... given a blowjob ... to get something?" he finally continued
hopefully.
"Only all the time..." Faye held up a wonderfully
long leg in Glasses' direction. "See these shoes. Aren't they lovely? They
only cost me one blowjob! And I have this really cute red top..."
"Yes..." Glasses interrupted. He was becoming
conscious of a growing problem in his pants and didn't want any accidents, and
from the way they were sitting he could tell his friends were similarly
afflicted. "Jeez ... How many guys have you blown?"
"Yikes, over two dozen, definitely," Faye thought
carefully. "But under three dozen, I'm pretty sure ... mmmmm ... OK ...
maybe not. It could have been more ... I don't know ... Is that enough? Do I
need to blow more?" She tried her best to look innocent and sincere when
she asked but couldn't resist a tiny smirk when she saw their reactions.
"Fuck!" Bow Tie called out this time while
his two friends went into coughing and wheezing fits. Their pants problems also
grew noticeably.
"Sh..." Glasses stopped himself once again.
"Where ... where does the guy usually cum?"
"Depends what he feels like," Faye shrugged casually.
"Usually they love to unload either in my mouth or down my throat, but
they'll go for exploding over my face pretty often too..."
Glasses was now starting to think this was not such a good
idea after all. Let's pretend to make a film, someone had said. See
if we can get a pretty girl to come and talk to us. This girl was not only
talking to them, she was like a porn movie come to life! She hasn't taken
any clothes off. She hasn't touched me. But I am going to ruin these
pants any minute now! he thought.
OK ... OK ... Slow it down a bit... Glasses breathed
deeply again. He searched through the questions on his list. "What
different places have you given head?"
"Well..." Faye ticked them off in her head. "All
over the house ... cars ... beaches ... cinemas ... a winery ... campus
obviously ... alleyways ... most places, really."
"Have you ever been caught?" Glasses wondered.
"A few times..."
"Do you deep throat?" Glasses asked.
"Oh no!" Faye cried out forlorn.
"You ... don't..." Glasses was almost
disappointed. Yet at the same time, one some level, he was almost relieved that
there was something about this supercute girl sat before him that wasn't
completely perfect.
"Oh ... what... ? Yes ... easy..." Just for a
moment Faye's mind was all over the place. "I'm really sorry. You
remember that 15 inch dildo I mentioned. I was going to bring it with me to
show you what I can do with it. You don't have anything 12 inches or more long
that I can suck down my throat, do you?" and she looked at Glasses
completely innocently. I should get an Oscar for this, she thought.
Arrrgghhhh! Glasses' mind shrieked as he felt his
cock throb and seriously threaten the integrity of his pants. Change the
subject! he thought urgently. Change the freakin' subject!
"Er ... oh ... maybe ... Have you ever given head to
one of your friends boyfriends behind their back?" he continued from his
list, instantly regretting it.
"No!" Faye was positively outraged. "I have standards!"
She wondered momentarily if she should leave, if that was the kind of girl they
thought she was.
"Of course not ... I'm sorry..." Glasses gasped. Change
the subject! he thought again quickly. Don't upset her!
"Have you er ... ever given head while others
watched?" he read the next question.
"Yeah," Faye replied, silently accepting his
apology. "A few times."
"What's the best blowjob story you have?" Glasses
asked nervously.
"On the way home from school I gave head in the back of
a busy bus, and didn't get caught..." Faye thought back a few months to
her final semester. "I freaked out every time I heard people move to get
on or off, but just kept my head down until he came in my throat!"
"You weren't worried about being caught by a
teacher?" Glasses gasped.
"Oh no... " Faye explained. "They only
put one teacher on a bus and, as I said, he was cumming down my
throat..."
"Shit!" Bow Tie made a grab at the front of
his pants and began rocking back and forth. "E=MC2 ... a2+b2=c2
... Not now... ! Nooooooooohhhhhh!!!"
"Is he ... OK?" Faye asked, genuinely concerned. No
way! she thought to herself. He has not just cum ... just from
listening to me talk about blowjobs!
"He ... he'll be OK..." Glasses was fighting his
own mental battle to avoid his friend's fate, and he knew his other friend
would be fighting his own battle. There were only two questions left on
his list. If he could just last a little longer...
Oh no! The next question is... "Would you take it on
the face?" He screwed his eyes shut, hoping that might help...
"I do! All the time!" Faye sounded
positively excited. "I loooove a good facial."
"How ... long ... have ... you ... waited ... before
giving head?" Glasses struggled through his last question as he heard
Weezer having his own pants problem, and hoped he could hold on just a little
longer himself.
"Hmmm..." Faye mulled the question over.
"That varies ... usually from a few hours to ... two months at the
absolute longest. Mind you..." she laughed. " ... at my last
interview the guy blew his load down my throat in less than two minutes! Can
you believe that?"
That was it...
Glasses felt the orgasm rise through his body, his balls
went into overdrive, his cock surged powerfully, and there was a spreading
dampness in his pants. I can't believe I've just cum. She never even touched
me! Hell ... even I never touched me!
It was at that moment that Faye realised that all three of
her hosts had cum in their pants. "Oh..." she apologised, genuinely
remorseful. "I am so sorry..." It must be so embarrassing
for them, she sympathised. "Do you ... er ... want to go and er ...
freshen up?"
The three geeks made their excuses, Weezer indecipherably as
always, and trotted away to various bedrooms and bathrooms.
While waiting for them to return, Faye picked up a magazine
off the coffee table and began thumbing through it. It was a porn mag and it
had some gorgeous girls in it, and each one was being taken by at least three
guys. Faye sighed. Maybe one day ... I just need my big break... Then
she noticed the bowl of fruit on the table and helped herself. Aha! Just
what I need... Smiling, she went back to looking through the magazine.
Of the three guys it was Weezer who came back first, wearing
fresh pants and, presumably, shorts.
"Oh hi!" Faye looked at him, concerned. "Are
you OK, now, sweetie?"
Weezer just nodded sheepishly and sat in his chair silently,
hoping the others wouldn't be too long.
Fortunately, Bow Tie followed just behind him.
"Wicked!" he grinned.
Well, you're OK, Faye thought to herself just as
Glasses' bedroom door opened.
Faye waited for the similarly cleaned-up Glasses and Bow Tie
to sit down. Glasses opened his mouth and was about to ramble his best attempt
at an apology, but Faye didn't give him the chance. He's suffered enough, she
thought, generously...
" ... I hope you won't mind, but I found this..."
She held up the eight inch banana she'd taken from the fruit bowl. "You
did ask about deepthroating ... I know it’s not 15 inches but this should give
you an idea..." she peeled the banana. " ... of what..." she
raised the peeled banana up to her mouth. " ... I can do..."
Faye held the banana at the very top, vertically, just above
her head and looked up at it for a moment. Then in one swift motion she pushed
the banana down into her mouth where it disappeared ... completely. She
swallowed once, looked back down at her audience, held out her arms
theatrically and smiled... "Ta da!"
"Holy fucking hell!" Bow Tie cried out.
"Shit!" Glasses almost fell off his chair.
"No fucking way!"
Weezer did fall; he was leaning so far forward, he toppled
over and landing with a thud!
"No way did she do that..." Glasses gasped
again.
"How... ?" Bow Tie couldn't finish his question.
"Like I said," Faye repeated herself. "I've
practised really hard."
The three guys just stared at Faye in wonder and awe for a
few seconds. Faye waited patiently expecting the three nerds to come to their
senses and restart the interview, but they seemed rather more shocked than
she'd expected. Well, at least they seem impressed, she thought to
herself.
...
...
Nothing seemed to be happening...
"It's a shame you guys don't have anything 12 or 15
inches long that I could swallow," Faye tried breaking the ice.
"Weezer does." Glasses blurted out almost
automatically but said nothing more.
Faye looked over and smiled at the shy teen, who was now
pushing himself deeper into his chair with all his strength. Why would he
have an enormous toy like that? she wondered. "You do?" she
asked, perking up. "Why don't you let me see it? I'll swallow it for you.
All of it ... I promise..."
"Come on, Weezer," Glasses found his voice. "Show
her... "
Weezer looked around nervously and saw his two friends
staring at him.
"Do it, man," Bow Tie urged him.
Eventually Weezer stood up and pushed down his pants to
reveal a huge tent in his shorts.
Faye almost laughed. "You mean he's... ?" But no
one answered. "This I gotta see..." Faye didn't wait for the
shy college student to remove his shorts but leapt off the sofa, knelt in front
of him and pulled them down herself. This revealed a steel hard cock about 15
inches long and pointing straight at her face. Beneath it hung two near-tennis
balls.
"Wow!" the pretty brunette commented,
appreciatively. "Do the girls on campus know about this?" She looked
up at Weezer who shook his head gently.
No.
"You shouldn't keep it a secret," Faye continued.
"You'd be a popular boy! Anyway ... this is just what I need for my
demo ... You guys watching?" She glanced across at Glasses and Bow Tie and
found she had their full attention. "Good." And she turned back
toward Weezer's cock which now seemed to be nudging 15½ inches long. "Try
not to cum too soon, yeah?" she glanced up at him for a moment. "Just
grit your teeth and think of baseball. I'll try and go easy on you..."
The atmosphere was electric. Glasses and Bow Tie were
literally on the edges of their seats staring hard at Faye's beautiful face and
the monster cock before it. Both were thinking the same thing. There is
no way that thing will fit in her mouth...
"Now you see it!" Faye announced cheerfully before
plunging her mouth and throat down on the steel-like monster, swallowing it
instantly to the hilt. "Ad nw u dt!" she finished, doing a
surprisingly good job of talking with 15½ inches of cock filling her mouth and
throat. "Th Dh!" And she held her arms out wide in a theatrical pose.
"Fuck!" cried Glasses.
"No shitting way, man!" That was Bow Tie.
A gasping squeak from above Faye's head had to be Weezer.
Faye held the pose for a few moments before she decided to
show off her talents further. She brought her head back a foot before plunging
forward again ... and again ... and again...
Faye was merciless. She crashed her head up and down his
dick time after time. Tip to hilt ... Tip to hilt ... It was the throat fuck to
beat all throat fucks.
Bob...
Bob...
Bob...
"Shit!" Glasses stared in wonder at the pretty
brunette's erotic attack upon his friend. "Where ... where ... does it all
go?"
Meanwhile, Bow Tie was staring hard at Faye's throat and
thought he could see it expand and contract as it was repeatedly filled and
emptied with Weezer's immense slab of man-meat.
Bob...
Bob...
Bob...
"Uuuuuuooooohhhhh!!!" It wasn't long before Weezer
began making some very strange noises (even for him...) and his breath
deepened further.
Faye had heard guys make all manner of sounds while in her
throat. From groans to moans, from hysterical laughter to tears of joy. But
I haven't heard that one before, she thought as she blew him, taking a
little time to let her tongue fully explore the head of that 15 inch marvel.
Then she went deep again, only faster...
Bob ... bob ... bob...
Bob ... bob ... BOB!
"Arrrrggggggggnnnnnuuuuuuffff!" Weezer's
gave a strangled cry.
Or that one, Faye thought as she paused with just the
head of Weezer's cock in her mouth. Her cheeks caved in as she ramped up the
suction on his cock - dabbing at, and tickling, his tip with her tongue. Then
she felt Weezer's body begin to tremble. That's got you! Go down a few more
times, and then slide you back up into my mouth...
BOB! BOB! BOB!
BOB! BOB! BOB! BOB!
... She let the head of Weezer's cock slide back up into her
mouth one last time... for the big finish... It was only at that moment
that Faye realised that she'd been so enchanted by Weezer's immense cock that
she'd ignored the huge balls which were about to shower her with their gifts.
She took them in hand and began to massage them through her fingers almost like
they were Chinese medicine balls.
"Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhfffff!" Weezer wheezed as,
coaxed by Faye's magical fingers, those balls emptied a huge load into Faye's
mouth.
Faye would forever swear that she could feel the cum
churning around in her palm in those moments just before they poured down the
barrel of Weezer's cock to explode onto her tongue. She certainly felt, and
tasted, the powerful first splashes as they hit home.
This I have to see, Faye decided, pulling her head
back and allowing the wildly bucking monster cock its freedom.
Everything slowed to a near stop as Faye, fascinated,
watched a thick, white, twisted rope of foam fly out of the flesh coloured
baton before her. It's so thick, so creamy ... Wow! Did I cause tha...
SPLAT!!!
Faye's perceptions returned to normality as the rope hit her
lower lip, drenched both it and her chin. Splashes even found their way into
her mouth where they added to the milky white pool already there.
SPLAT!!!
Another rope from the out of control cock hit just to the
side of her nose, making a mess of her right cheek.
Shit! He's blowing all over the place! Faye thought
quickly. Better pop this baby where it can't do any harm...
Bending forward, and at the second attempt, Faye caught
Weezer's cock in her mouth once again. She wrapped her arms around his bucking
body, held him tight, and just let him wear himself out, pumping more and more
jizz into her rapidly filling mouth. Meanwhile she felt the results of her
first, failed attempt dripping down from her right ear onto her shoulder...
Finally, Weezer slumped forward, leaned momentarily onto
Faye's shoulders for a moment, and then fell back into his chair, out like a
light...
Unable to hold him, Faye let him go and looked at him for a
moment, trying to see if he was OK. Judging from the smile on his face he was
just fine...
Ahhhhh... Faye was still looking at the unconscious
geek, idly swishing his jizz around in her mouth. She thought back to those
last strangled wheezing sounds he made just when he'd deposited it there. So
that's why he's called Weezer. And I thought it was because he's a fan...
Anyway... Faye reminded herself. Back to business!
I have an audition to finish!
Careful not to spill the substantial load in her beautiful
mouth, Faye looked over at Glasses and tried asking him. "Wht oo u nt e oo
oo w it?"
Glasses looked blank.
"Wht ... oo ... u ... nt ... e ... oo ... oo ... w ...
it... ?" Faye repeated slightly more slowly and carefully and pointed at
her mouth. Then she opened it wider to show him the huge milky white pool
inside. What do you want me to do with it?
"Dear God!" Glasses almost choked as he
stared into her mouth. She sucked all that out of Weezer? What did
she do to him?
"Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuckkkkkk!" Bow Tie's eyes
almost found their way out of their sockets. He was rocking in his chair,
trying desperately not to cum. If he hadn't already shot one load, he knew damn
well he'd be shooting one now. Even now, it was only a matter of time...
" ... al ... I ... ollo ... it... ?" Faye tried
again. Occasionally her tongue would pop into view above the surface of
man-juice in her mouth, but most of the time it was well and truly covered.
Neither Glasses nor Bow Tie could make out what Faye was
saying.
" ... all ... I ... ollow ... it... ?" Faye tried
again. Shall I swallow it?
"Oh shit, yes!" Glasses gasped. "God, please,
yes!"
Faye closed her eyes, lifted her head slightly and with one
swallow let the huge load slide down her throat as so many had done before. She
was smiling broadly when she opened her eyes and looked back at her potential
employers. "De-licious!" Her body shook slightly as if
shivering, or as if a tingle of excitement had run through her body. "That
really was yummy ... So how'd I do? That OK?"
...
...
It took a while for either Glasses or Bow Tie to speak, and
Weezer was in no state to do or say anything. Glasses found himself sitting on
his hands in a desperate attempt not to yank himself off. Bow Tie's hands were
gripping the arms of his chair so tight that his knuckles were white.
"That..." Glasses was still lost for words. "
... was ... just..."
"Yes..." Faye prompted, still grinning wildly. You
look sooo cute when you're panicking, she thought to herself. This
was turning out a much better day than she'd anticipated. These guys were quite
fun in their own way.
" ... just..." Glasses was still floundering.
Faye decided it still wasn't quite time to let him off the
hook yet ... There was just a little more fun to be had first and then she'd
put them out of their misery. "Would you like to take some photos?"
she asked them.
"P ... pardon?" Glasses was rocking in his chair.
"Perhaps you ought to take some test pictures."
Faye continued. "Then you can have a look at them later and see what pops
up... in... to your... head." She said the last word slowly
and with great emphasis. "Then you can let me know if I've performed
adequately."
Snap! Snap! Snap!
"Wicked!" A small digital camera had appeared in
Bow Tie's hands almost by magic. He'd tucked it into his pants pocket when he
changed, praying for just this eventuality!
Faye treated him and Glasses to an array of sexy poses that
displayed all her magnificent charms to their very best. Her legs, her lips,
her beauty and her trim figure all worked their magic on the camera, and on her
two admirers.
And the magic was undeniably working. Both Glasses and Bow
tie were sporting huge hard-ons in their pants, and were shifting uncomfortably
in vain attempts to either hide their embarrassment, or gain some kind of
relief.
Yet, Faye contemplated as she slid a banana deep into
her pussy, why haven't these guys made a move on me? Here I am offering it
on a plate and they do ... nothing! Frankly it's insulting!
Any guy she knew would have had his cock either deep in her
pussy or rammed down her throat ages ago! Hell, on any halfway decent night out
she'd have both! And they'd be onto their second or third loads by now - either
painting her super-cute face, loading up her mouth as Weezer had done, or just
spraying straight down her throat and into her belly.
So what's wrong with these guys? she wondered. They're
not gay, that's for sure! She looked at their hard-as-rock dicks again. Surely
they're not that backward with girls...?
Are they?
Well, I'm not leaving here until they shoot! And I don't
mean in their pants ... That is just ... impolite. Faye pouted as she
thought this through. If a guy is going to shoot over a girl he should shoot
OVER the girl! Well ... I'm not waiting any longer...
"How about one of you guys let me hold onto your
cock?" Faye put on a quizzical expression. "Wouldn't that make for a
good picture?"
"Er..." Glasses responded as Bow Tie dropped his
camera. Fortunately it was on a wrist strap. "Yea ... er ... if you're
sure... ?"
Of course I'm sure! Faye's mind shouted. Girls
don't offer handjobs unless they mean it!
Outwardly she remained calm and held out her hand.
"Sure. Come on, bring it over here."
Glasses approached Faye nervously, giving his friend a
yearning look as if seeking some moral support. Bow Tie, trying to retrieve his
suddenly very awkward camera, glared back, his expression carrying an obvious
message. Lucky bastard!
Glasses' fingers fumbled unproductively with his zipper
until Faye pushed them gently away and took over. She unzipped and dropped his
pants, and then his shorts. Finally she took a firm grip on his already
rock-solid dick and began to wank it gently as she posed for several more
photos.
Pump! Pump! Pump!
Snap! Snap! Snap!
Not bad... Faye thought as she slid her hand up and
down in a delightfully firm motion. While not in Weezer's league, a healthy
7½ inches. Faye smiled for Bow Tie's camera as she pointed Glasses' cock
toward her mouth. She hoped it was a good quality camera. The way he's
shaking, it'll need to be, she thought.
"Mmmmmm..." Glasses was obviously enjoying the
sensation of Faye's skilled hand upon his cock. "Oh ... yeah..."
Pump! Pump! Pump!
Snap! Snap! Snap!
"You enjoying that, Honey?" Faye asked, knowing
the answer.
"Oh ... yeah..." Glasses repeated.
"You want to stay with the handjob?" Faye began to
tease him further.
Pump! Pump! Pump!
"Oh... yeah... !" Glasses repeated.
"Or do you want to put it in my mouth?" Faye asked
simply.
Pump! Pump! Pump!
"Oh ... ye..." Glasses began again. "Er... what...
?"
Faye stopped for a moment. "Wouldn't that make for a
good picture?" She used her most sweet and innocent voice, with an
expression to match.
"Er... YEAH!"
Guys' vocabularies really go downhill when you have a
hold, or a mouth, on their cocks, Faye thought to herself and gave a small
smile. So what else is new?
Faye leaned forward and let Glasses' cock slide slowly along
her tongue. She stopped every inch or two to let Bow Tie take a picture.
Occasionally she would look directly into the camera and Bow Tie would see the
joy in her eyes.
Snap! Snap! Snap!
Finally Glasses' entire 7½ inches were hidden within Faye's
mouth and throat. After what they'd seen her do to Weezer, he and Bow Tie knew
this was no challenge to the beautiful brunette, but it took their breath away
anyway. Especially Glasses, who was making some very interesting noise
of his own.
"Owwww ... wwwwwaaaa..." he moaned as Faye held
his cock deep in her throat and sucked on it gently.
Schluuuup!
...
Schluuuup!
...
Snap! Snap! Snap! Bow Tie had finally remembered to
start taking photos.
"Mmmm ... mmmm..." Faye sucked gently. The guy was
close to shooting his load and she didn't want him cumming too soon. She was
enjoying herself. There's something soooo relaxing about giving head, she
thought to herself, speculating for a moment on whether a long history of
pacifiers and popsicles had anything to do with it. Not for the guy,
obviously, although they sleep like babies once I've sucked them off. Can
pumping out all that cum be that hard work? She continued in her
contemplation as she gently massaged Glasses' balls in her hand. Or is it
filling these up that wears them out? He emptied them out a few minutes ago yet
they're filling up nicely. There's a good load in here already. So is that what
does it?
Schluuuup!
Faye let go of his balls and looked over what she could see
of Glasses' body as she sucked. Only at the back of her mind was she aware of
the occasional flash and whirr of Bow Tie's camera, yet he was getting the best
pictures and the biggest hard-on of his life.
Schluuuup! Mmmmm!
He does seem tense... Faye's mind continued its
analysis. He's all taut and stressed. He's actually shaking! Is that what
tires them out? I could keep him like this all day. I've done it before.
Who was it? Danny Morris ... I kept him rock hard for over four hours, begging
me to let him cum. Literally begging ... Perhaps I shouldn't have? OK, he put a
snail in my hair when we were kids, and I warned him I'd get even with him one
day. But perhaps four hours erotic torture was a bit much ... He
collapsed when he came in my mouth. Just folded up ... And that was a lot of
cum, too...
Schluuuup!
Faye looked up at Glasses face and the look of sheer,
unadulterated bliss upon it. I'll give him a couple more minutes and then
I'll let him let loose, she thought. Then ... perhaps a facial? That'll
give them a picture to remember! She looked at Bow Tie. I really ought
to thank my photographer, too ... I want copies!
Schluuuup!
Faye leant back once again, letting Glasses' cock fall free
of her mouth and taking it in her right hand. After pumping it slowly several
times she turned back to Bow Tie and held up her left hand so it mirrored her
right. "Want a go?"
This almost unimaginable concept took a few moments to work
its way through Bow Tie's brain before he sprang forward. With the camera
dangling and jerking round his wrist once more, he desperately worked at his
zipper and dropped both pants and shorts as fast as he could. Then,
half-stepping and half-falling out of them, he made his way to Faye's immediate
left and felt her soft yet firm hand take a hold of him.
"Ohhhhhh... Ahhhhhhhhhhhh... !!!" Bow Tie
sighed as if the troubles of the world had been lifted from him.
Pump! Pump! Pump!
Nice... Faye thought as she began working on Bow
Tie's cock. It was just a fraction longer than Glasses'. Almost its twin... These
boys really should get girlfriends, she mused. These toys are being
wasted on magazines when any number of girls could be getting the benefit. Well
... right now the girl who's getting the benefit is me!
Pump! Pump! Pump!
Faye's talented hands pumped them both gently but firmly,
Bow Tie slightly faster as he was further away from cumming. In fact her hands
moved with such grace and skill that it was a delight to watch, let alone feel.
And while neither Glasses or Bow Tie was in a position to fully appreciate that
artistry - just their own selfish pleasures - Weezer had come round and was
watching it all with complete fascination.
Pump! Pump! Pump!
Faye's hands were perfectly timed to maintain Glasses close
to the brink while swiftly bringing Bow Tie to the same point. Then one hand
slowed and the other quickened until they were in perfect harmony.
Pump! Pump! Pump!
"Oh, shit!" Glasses' eyes screwed tight shut. He
knew his moment was coming - literally.
Pump! Pump! Pump!
"W ... wow!" Bow Tie's meanwhile were wide open,
not wanting to miss a moment of the greatest single event of his life.
"Wooooooooooooooooow!!!!"
Pump! Pump! Pump!
"Thank you, boys," Faye smiled as she increased
both her grip and her motion upon them to tip them over the edge. And almost to
the second they responded...
Pump...
Like synchronised geysers, fountains of white foamy cum
erupted from each cock, driven into the air by Faye's still-pumping hands as
she skilfully manipulated them, drove them, guided them...
... Splash!
... guiding the foamy white arcs so they landed one after
another across her pretty, smiling, laughing face. Across her cheeks, her
forehead, over an eye, dampening down her hair, across her lips, her teeth, and
into her mouth.
Pump ... Splash!
Pump ... Splash!
Faye reveled in every moment! She loved the sight of
the white ropes arcing through the air toward her. She loved the splatting
sound as huge wads landed on her face. She loved the feel of every spray, every
spurt and every drop as it hit and began to run down her skin. She loved the
smell as a large wad landed on her top lip and blocked one nostril. And she adored
the taste of those eruptions that found their way into her mouth.
Pump ... Splash!
Pump ... Splash!
Glasses still had his eyes tight shut, but Bow Tie watched
in awe as he and his friend drenched the super-cute brunette with their cum.
And still the sprays continued, forced out by Faye's tight grip on their dicks.
To his slow motion perspective it seemed destined to last an eternity.
Pump ... Splash!
Pump ... Splash!
Pump ... Splash!
But after generating monumental loads, Faye finally coaxed
out the very last drops of man-juice they had to give. Their balls ran dry, yet
Glasses and Bow Tie were still jerking in response to Faye's magic touch.
Satisfied that she really did have all they had to offer, Faye slowed her
hands, came to a stop, released their cocks and let their overworked balls
rest.
Glasses and Bow Tie made it back to their seats and slumped
back with gentle sighs and huge grins on their faces. Weezer ignored them and
continued to stare in open-mouthed awe at the dripping mess that was Faye
Skylark...
Faye took a deep breath, closed her eyes and spent a few
moments enjoying the feeling of all that spunk over her face, neck and hair.
She could feel it cooling on her skin, weighing down her hair, and dripping
down onto her tits. She couldn't see it, but she could tell it was a lot -
especially for just two guys.
Ooooh! Faye remembered. I've got my compact in my
purse! She reached down to her side and a moment's rummaging revealed a
small silver compact. Sitting up again, she flipped it up and looked at her
reflection in the mirror inside. Wow! She smiled. Those guys really
did a number on me!
"Wow!" she repeated out loud. It was Faye's turn
to be impressed. "Well done, boys!"
Tilting the mirror around, Faye saw several great gobs of
jizz in her otherwise perfect bob of hair. There were splashes across her
cheeks. One long streak started on her forehead, ran unbroken right over her
right eyebrow, her right eye, across her mouth and half way down her chin.
Great pearly drops of cum hung from her ears like earrings. Another covered her
front teeth. Her chin was a mess and there was quite a pool collecting in her
cleavage.
Putting down her compact, Faye leaned forward slightly,
looked at Bow Tie, and gave him her biggest smile. "Would this be a good
picture?" she asked.
Even in his exhausted state, Bow Tie recognised a
masterpiece when he saw one. If porn is art, and a facial is porn's answer to
painting, then Faye's lovely, cum splattered face was porn's answer to the Mona
Lisa.
With some effort, but a lot of enthusiasm, Bow Tie
retrieved his camera and began snapping pictures of Faye, including a lot of
close ups for her lovely jizz-painted face, as she ran through a number of
poses again, including feeding the camera all manner of seductive, cum hither
expressions. Cum hither! Faye laughed as she thought about it...
Then, after two or three dozen more pictures, Bow Tie's
battery finally died...
No! Not today! Bow Tie couldn't believe it. I
don't have enough pictures... ! Awwwwwwww...
"Wdddd..." Glasses thought for a moment that his
jaw had been wired shut. But his eyes were wide open, trying to burn the sight
of Faye's cum-covered face into his mind. He wanted that image to stay with him
forever. Cough! "W ... would you like to clean up?" He
indicated toward the bathroom.
Faye swallowed the cum in her mouth noisily. "Yes,
please!" She stood up and smoothed down her tiny dress, directing the
guy's gazes back to her long, sleek legs for a moment. But it didn't last. She
offered distractions even more compelling than her legs. "So..." Faye
ran a finger up the side her cheek, collecting a finger-full of cum and popping
it in her mouth.
Schlup!
"O hw dd ay o?" Faye sucked the cum up off her
finger and swallowed. "Sorry ... So how did I do?"
"P ... pardon?" Glasses, as usual, was doing most
of the guys' talking for them.
"The audition..." Faye explained as she swiped up
the cum from her chin, popped it in her mouth and swallowed. "I suppose
you have other girls to see?" She tried not to smirk.
"Er ... yeah..." Glasses puffed himself up as best
he could.
"Sure!" Bow Tie interjected, perhaps a little too
enthusiastically. "Dozens!"
Glasses looked at him bemused. "Dozens? Oh ... er ...
yeah ... there's er ... quite a few."
Yeah, right! Faye smirked after all. "Well, I
hope I did OK?" she continued, scooping up a particularly big splodge of
cum out of her cleavage and lapping it up with her tongue.
"Oh yeah... !" Glasses groaned, a besotted
look on his face.
"Fuck yeah!" Bow Tie tried taking another picture,
in case his battery had somehow recovered. Sadly it hadn't.
Even Weezer said something, but no one could make it out.
"So..." Faye continued as she stepped into the
bathroom. "After you see your dozens of girls..." she smirked
again as she washed her hands, " ... will you let me know?"
"Know what?" Glasses still wasn't quite 'with it.'
"You know," Faye emerged from the bathroom.
"How my audition went. If I get the part..."
"If... !" Glasses began, but was cut off by
Bow Tie who thought he knew when he was on to a good thing...
"Yeah..." he interrupted. "If you're
successful we'll get straight back to you." And he winked none too subtly
to his friend.
Faye let it pass. "Thanks for the opportunity."
Another smirk. "And I hope I did well!" She turned toward the sofa
and bent over at the waist to collect her purse. All eyes returned to her
magnificent legs as they formed a perfect inverted V, and too her cute
peach-rounded ass which pointed straight at the guys.
Faye very slowly popped her compact back in her purse and
fastened it up. No point rushing, she thought as she wiggled her ass
just a little. Someone groaned. Bow Tie? Then, straightening up she strutted
(There was no other word for it) toward the door.
"Bye, guys!" Faye gave them a last wave, blew them
a kiss and walked out the door, satisfied with a fun afternoon even if the guys
never made a film...
Behind her Glasses watched through the doorway as Faye
walked up the corridor toward the lift. Ohhhhh! he thought. She can
really walk... His eyes never left her legs or her butt until she turned
a corner, going out of sight. Sigh ... I'm in loooove...
Glasses shut the door and turned back to his friends.
"Have you ever seen anything like that in your life before?"
He stared at the ceiling for a moment, but all he could see was Faye.
"My God, Howard, she was hot!" Bow Tie
agreed with his friend.
"She's adooooorrable!" Glasses, AKA Howard, was
still staring at the vision of Faye's cute ass wiggling down the corridor,
mixed in with the one of her beautiful cum plastered face.
"Fuckin' A!" Weezer smiled. "Give me that
camera, Ben, I want to start downloading those pics. The guys in college will
think we're soooo cool!"
"Here..." Bow Tie, AKA Ben, opened the camera and
passed him the SD card. He had a thoughtful expression. " ... Guys ... Do
you think we should have told her about all that jizz she still has in her
hair?"
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