Page 48 of Perverted Fantasies

He does.

“Again,” I say.

Johnny smacks me again. And again. And again, without me having to ask for it any longer.

My face is tingling and tears are leaking out of my eyes but I’m enjoying every second of it. And so is he. I can see it in his face. He’s going to cum any moment now.

“Cum on my face, baby,” I say. “I want you to make a mess ou

t of my slutty little face.”

“Holy fucking shit,” he says, closing his eyes and gritting his teeth and pulling his cock out of me.

I slide off the couch and drop to my knees and wrap my hand around his cock and take it in my mouth.

“I’m gonna cum,” he says while I blow him, my hand and my mouth working in unison, jerking and sucking him off at the same time. “I’m gonna fucking cum.”

I slide his cock out of my mouth but continue jerking him off, the saliva from my mouth allowing me to squeeze his cock tightly while it flies over his shaft.

“Come on baby,” I say, telling him exactly what he wants to hear. “Paint my face with your cum. Make me pretty. Make me fucking shine.”

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” he says as his body tenses up for a moment then releases, shooting ropes of white sperm out of his cock and all over my face.

I take one squirt on the chin and one on the forehead, then I open wide and let some of it in my mouth. I continue jerking him off, his cock spitting out the last remnants of his sperm, sending it flying. Some gets in my hair, some on my chest, some even on my legs.

I play with his cock until it’s all but empty, taking it in my mouth at the very end to suck the final last couple of drops out.

Johnny is looking down at my sperm-splattered face, smiling goofily, all his previous tough-guy attitude completely melted away. Now that he’s shot his load, he’s just a typical man, nothing special about him whatsoever. They’re all the same after they’ve cum. It’s the male curse.

“Wow, you are one dirty little slut, aren’t you?” he says, shaking his head and laughing softly. He holds one hand down to help me up.

“The dirtiest,” I reply, grabbing ahold of his offered hand and standing up. I lean in towards him. “Care to give me a kiss?”

“Yeah, right,” he says, backing away quickly. “I’ll get you a towel though.”

“Thanks,” I say as he grabs a towel from the bathroom and tosses it my way.

Neither one of us says anything else as I clean myself up and slip my jacket back on. After tying it off I head for the door. Now that I’ve got what I needed from him, there’s no reason to linger. Especially since he’s lost his mojo.

It’s not until I reach for the doorknob that he finds the balls to say anything to me.

“Feel free to call me anytime you want,” he says, his voice lacking confidence. “I’m always here for you.”

“I know,” I say, flashing him a little smile. Then I turn, open the door, and walk out, closing the door behind me. On to my next conquest.

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