There was just one more thing she needed. One more thing that would complete the night’s festivities: Cum.
Elle needed it now. She needed the release, the physical manifestation of all her hard work. She needed to be doused in Scott and the other men’s pleasure. She had become insatiable – watching blowbangs over the past few weeks, she had built the climax up in her head as a trophy to wear on her skin.
She was laid out on her back on the sofa, one of the guys kneeling to the right of her face, another crouching on the floor to her left, Scott above her head, and the remaining two filling in the spaces between. She had been vigorously sucking and stroking all their cocks, but she had reached that point now – her needs were more or less completely satisfied. She needed that climax. She looked up at Scott, standing above and behind her, upside down in her eyes, with his cock pointed toward her.
“Babe. It’s time,” she exclaimed seductively, with an air of desperation. “I want it. I want your cum.”
Scott’s heart was pounding – this was it. He’d conjured up that mental image a thousand times – his sweet little Elle down on her knees, looking up at him, her face glazed with the cum of a group of random men, waiting for him to finish it off. It was finally going to happen.
He gently took hold of her arm and helped her up, leading her into the middle of the room and placing her on her knees on the ground.
The guys all stood around Elle again in a semi-circle, and she once again started to vigorously suck their cocks. Scott began to encourage her, asking her, “You want our cum, baby? You want us all to cum all over your pretty little face?” Elle, in the moments between switching cocks, repeatedly answered, “Mhhmmm. I need it; I need all your cum. Give me all your fucking cum.”
She pulled away, looking up and scanning across the guys’ faces as everyone started to masturbate in front of her.
“Who’s first? Who’s gonna paint this face first?” she asked needily. Scott had never seen his girl so ravenous before.
And then it began – the moment Scott had dreamt of.
Guy 3 stepped forward from the left of the line-up, with Elle moving her face beneath the tip of his cock to meet him. He stroked and stroked and then stopped as a vast, thick rope of cum spurted from the end of his throbbing penis, shooting across her face and landing mostly on Elle’s left cheek, with some of it flying past her face and onto the floor, and some dropping onto her shoulder and crop-top. She giggled as he continued to squirt onto her, the next rope splashing across the middle of her nose up onto the left side of her forehead, followed by another, and another, landing in her hair and eyebrow. He squeezed out the last drop from the tip of his cock and then stepped away, making room for the next.
Guy 1’s turn. He stepped in on the opposite side, Elle looking up at him, and started to moan as he shot an equally big albeit slightly more watery load of cum onto the opposite side of her face. His first shot made an audible ‘splat’ as it hit her in the cheek, the next firing onto her lip, followed by five or six more pumps which coated the right side of her face, splashing up in the air and onto her tits and the floor beside her.
“Fuck yeah, this is so fucking hot,” Elle gasped, still giggling. “It’s so warm; I fucking love it. I love being a dirty little cum slut. Who’s next? I want more!”
Scott knew his place – he knew he had to wait until last. He wanted to wait until last, and he and Elle had agreed, but he was finding it so difficult. He desperately wanted to add his load to his beautiful girlfriend’s face right that second, but he stopped and held off.
Guys 2 and 4 stepped forward together; they were so close, it was almost like it was planned. Both of their hard, throbbing cocks started to unload at the same time, with a massive amount of cum flying out and landing on Elle’s skin. The first rope from each doused her forehead and her left eyelid as she cried out, “Oh FUCK yeah, two at once. Fuck. Don’t stop. More, give me more fucking cum!”
The two guys continued to squirt thick drops of cum all over Elle’s face. It was everywhere – pooling under her nose, above her top lip, landing in the corner of her open mouth, forehead, eyebrows, absolutely everywhere. She giggled the entire time, playing with her pussy and rubbing her tits as semen rained down onto her, excitedly saying, “Do I look pretty all covered in cum?”
The guys moved apart, and Elle, struggling to open her left eye, looked at Scott. He stood watching on, looking down at his perfect girlfriend and her cum-drenched face, gently and slowly stroking his cock.
“Babe, it’s your turn now. I want your load; I want you to come and add your load to this fucking sticky mess. Get over here. Cum on my face. Please.”
Elle’s begging, coupled with her pleading tone of voice and the sight of all that cum on her face, was the most arousing thing Scott had ever experienced. His girlfriend was now a fully-fledged whore, just as he’d always wanted to see her. He knew she had this in her, and even if he only got to do it once in his life, he would savour every last moment of it.
He stepped forward, directly in front of her, and leant down, placing his hand under her chin and gently positioning it to look up at him.
“Do not take your eyes off mine,” he whispered.
“I won’t. I promise,” Elle whispered back.
Somehow, in this debauched, insane situation, this felt like an incredibly intimate and romantic moment. Scott was about to reclaim his girlfriend after she had set her inner whore free – to bring her back to him and add the final layer of reward for all her hard work.
She stared lustfully and lovingly into his eyes and whispered to him, “cum for me, baby. Cum all over my face. Finish this pretty picture.”
With that, Scott started to cum. Without a doubt the biggest load of his life. It was enormous. The first rope of cum landed right next to her right eye, on the tip of her eyebrow, onto her forehead, and down her temple, running down into her hair. The next, equally thick, shot out across her right cheek, adding to the cum already there and mixing in with it, marbling and glistening on her skin. Scott moved his cock to the right slightly, and the third stream of cum landed in the middle of Elle’s forehead and down her nose – one of the only remaining dry parts of her face.
“Oh fuck baby, I love this so much,” Elle sighed, still gazing into his eyes.
Scott’s final couple of squirts of cum were just as big as the first ones, and Scott aimed these at the left side of her face, ensuring he left his mark evenly across the entire beautiful canvas. Large, creamy droplets of cum shot out and landed on her cheek, again adding to the mess that was already there and dripping down onto her ear and her chest.
By the end of it, Elle was a grinning, trembling, cum-covered mess, and she sat back with her legs crossed and her arms propping her up behind her back, staring up at Scott. The other guys stood beside him, watching on, their cocks beginning to go soft. There was so much semen on her face. Scott had seen blowbang videos with eight or nine men which didn’t look like this. It truly was what he’d describe as an epic facial.
“Where’s my phone?” Elle asked excitedly, unable to look for it herself. “Quickly, before it all drips off!” she exclaimed.
Scott looked around, found it on the coffee table and handed it to her. She held it up in front of her face and opened her camera app before starting to take selfie after selfie, all from different angles and in different poses, and all with a big smile (and a massive amount of cum) on her face.
“Get over here, you guys! I need your cocks in this!” she chirpily shouted, and Scott and the four others all moved around to either side of her, huddling in close as she turned her phone sideways to snap a group selfie.
One of the guys excitedly blurted out, “I don’t know about the rest of you, but I just wanted to say thank you. Thank you to both of you,”
Another joined in, looking over at Scott; “Yeah, I know that was your fantasy and all, and it must’ve been an intense experience for you guys, but that was the absolute hottest thing I have and probably ever will do in my life and I will never forget it!” He looked over at Elle and continued, “And you? I mean. Fuck. Wow!” he clamoured and then began to clap. The others joined in, and for a few seconds, they all applauded in appreciation of Elle’s efforts as she sat on the floor looking like a glazed doughnut, grinning and politely thanking them for their praises.
“Guys,” Elle said as Scott handed her a roll of kitchen towel, and she started to mop up all the cum. “Thank you, too. Thanks for being respectful and never forcing anything; you were all great. I had a great time; it was a lot of fun!”
With that, the guys dispersed around the room to collect their clothes and start getting dressed again.
Once everyone was dressed and Elle had washed her face with a soapy flannel and put on a dressing gown, Scott escorted their guests to the door. There was a lot of chatter and laughter, and as Scott opened the door to let them out, Elle added one last thing.
“Hey, I just wanted to say one last thing… Thanks for not getting much of it in my eyes!” She giggled. “And don’t change your phone numbers, okay?”
Scott looked at her quizically before shutting the door after the last of the guys had left. He turned and embraced her for a second and then, holding her by the shoulders, stared into her eyes.
“I love you so much, Elle. Thank you so much. That went way beyond anything I could ever have imagined.”
“I love you too,” she gently whispered back. “It was a lot of fun; I genuinely really enjoyed it.”
They embraced again, holding each other tight, Elle’s head nestled against Scott’s neck.
“Next time, I want more.” She said, her voice muffled, her mouth pressed into his shoulder.
“For real? You want to do it again?” Scott asked, still in genuine disbelief that she’d even done this a first time.
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