I Get A Facial

I sent him my spare cell phone number and asked him to call me. He did and we worked it out to meet at 10 PM at a bar around the corner from the Arena Center, nearer to a local strip club. We sent each other pictures so we’d know what the other looked like. I also reminded him that this wasn’t a fuck date, he was free to jerk off though, but I couldn’t touch him. He agreed to that and said he’d always wanted to give a girl a facial but none of his girlfriends would let him do it. “I don’t know why you’re doing this, but I’ll happily help you out.”

While I waited for that special moment

While I waited for the appointed time, I continued reading and replying to some of the responses that continued to pour in from the ad. When all was said and done, there were well over 100 replies – I had NO idea there’d be that much interest in this kind of random encounter. Many of the guys indicated concern for my safety – I thought that was so cool. I have a black belt in Taekwondo, however, and anyone who tried to pull something on me was going to be in for a fight if I had any say in the matter. I wasn’t too concerned for my safety, but I took a couple of other precautions just in case.

Roc and I met at the bar and recognized each other immediately. I explained to him that I didn’t want to get engaged in a long conversation with him, took him by the hand, and led him out the door. We walked around the corner in search of an alley suitable for what I had in mind. That proved to be a bit more complicated than I had imagined. There weren’t any decent alleys on Grove Street to speak of. We finally went into a parking garage across and up the street a bit from the strip club and found a relatively secluded area in the rear of the place between a couple of SUVs to take care of business. “Are you ready?”’

“Hell, yeah, babe. Just get on your knees.”

I did as he ordered and he unzipped his pants. He was already hard as a rock and had an impressive cock. It was all I could do to keep from swallowing him right there and asking him to face fuck me, but that was out of the question.

“Just don’t aim for my eyes. I have contacts and if you get it in my eyes, it’s gonna suck. If it helps you, you can grab my hair and hold my head.

He got started 

He began stroking his cock and within about three minutes was already to the point of cumming. I wondered to myself how he was able to keep from popping a load on the way to meet me since it looked like it was ready to explode right then! I reached down into my sweatpants and began masturbating myself. Then I began to get so horny sitting there in public begging a guy to plaster my face with a load of semen. “Come on baby, cum on my face.” As his orgasm built, he began to moan – I was hoping it wasn’t loud enough to attract any attention, since the sounds echoed a bit off the garage walls!

The first shot

The first shot hit me square on the upper lip under my nose and caused me to jerk back a bit. The feeling was incredibly warm, followed almost immediately by a cooling sensation. The second shot hit me in the left cheek, and a third shot got my left ear. He grabbed my hair and held my face under his cock as he coerced what was left of his cum out onto my forehead. The cum from my forehead began running down into my eyes, so I had to wipe it away from them. The warmness on my face turned into something akin to having had Astro glide on my face – both cool and slippery.

I stood up, thanked Roc, put my purse back on my shoulder, and began walking off. As I spoke, some of the cum from my lip got onto my tongue – it tasted just as I had remembered it from years past, salty and somewhat bitter.

“Can we do this again sometime?”

“I don’t know. If I decide to, I’ll be in touch. Thank you. Hope you enjoyed it.” As he stood there with a bewildered look on his face, he began putting his junk back in his pants and zipping up.

The Journey Back Home

I began walking back to my apartment about half a mile away, leaving the white sticky cream on my face. As I passed others headed in the opposite direction, my mind wandered for a brief second or two too if they could tell I had cum all over my face but decided that, in the relative dark under the streetlights, there was no way they could pick it out as quickly as I was walking by. My pace began to quicken – I had to get back to my apartment and masturbate. I could feel the cunt juice running down my leg and even the sensations from walking seemed as if it would lead me to an orgasm.

As I swiped my access card in the security device at our apartment complex, another woman walked out of the interior door. She looked at me strangely as I went in, but I didn’t slow down. Could she tell what was on my face? I doubt it. It had been raining most of the evening. I believed anyone seeing me would have thought I had come in from being in the rain. The cum had begun to dry, and parts of my face felt as though I had glue rubbed on it.

Things became clear

I made it into my apartment and went to the bathroom to see what I looked like. I was shocked to see that I had a fair-sized blob of cum in my hair! Did people see that? Could they tell? The rest of the cum had become clear and just looked like thick water on my face where it hadn’t dried already. It occurred to me that the knees of my sweatpants were wet. Because of where I had been kneeling on the ground. It looked like I had been sucking cock to anyone paying attention.

I took the feeling of being a whore with me to my bed. Then began to masturbate furiously, and came within a minute. After I came, I went back into the bathroom and looked at myself again.  I took my shirt off, hopped into the shower, and washed myself off. As I did, I masturbated again.

I Get A Facial

This morning, as I reflect on what transpired last evening. Suddenly I decided that getting a facial is a turn-on for me. I’ll likely try it again at some point. Next time, I will take my small camera and snap a photo of my face. With the slut cream all over it – for my personal use, of course. I could never post something like that on the web. People might think I was a slut.

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