Sunday, 25 September 2011

Groups...

“Mmm, more” she moaned softly, a happy smile on her face. With her eyes closed, she couldn’t see anything, but she heard another guy approach, wanking furiously, close to her face. She couldn’t help but giggle, feeling her wet pussy squeeze momentarily, further soaking her thighs.

With a grunt, the man near he came hard. She felt a warm splash, across her nose and lips, another cumload to add to the pools of sperm now on her face. Was that eight, or nine now? She couldn’t remember, and didn’t care. Licking her lips, she thought she could taste the various different men  who had cum on her.

She could hear the cameras clicking, and smiled again. Let’s give them a show, she thought, sliding her hand down her stomach. She could feel a few drops of cum there, splashes and drips from her face, and by the time her hand reached her pussy, her palm and fingers were sticky. Even that didn’t stop her, and she pushed two fingers into her pussy and flicked her clit with her thumb.

She heard the cameraman talk, but the words were gibberish. She was too horny, and could hear another two men approaching, one each side, to cum on her face. She reached out with her free hand and grabbed one of the cocks, pumping it as fast as she could. For the other cock, she leant over and opened her mouth, sticking her tongue out. With her head back, to keep the cum from draining off her face, she couldn’t suck him, so instead she licked the underside of his head, teasing him until he came.

Soon, her efforts were rewarded by two more loads, some of which landed in her mouth to be swallowed. She moaned a little, whimpering, as her fingers pushed her g-spot gently, bringing her closer and closer to orgasm. Another guy approached, quickly pumping his cum over her forehead and into her hair, before pulling back.

Her orgasm hit her suddenly, unexpectedly, clouding her mind with pleasure, and repeatedly hitting her body with surges of pleasure that made her skin tingle and her limbs shake. She couldn’t hold herself up, falling forwards onto her left hand and moaning hard. She could feel the cum falling, dripping off her face and onto the linoleum flooring she was kneeling on. She could hear a few disappointed noises, a voice chastising her, but she didn’t care; she was busy.

It took several minutes before her head was clear, and she finally slid her fingers out of her cunt, licking them clean. Looking up, she saw the cameraman, pointing at the pools of cum in front of her.

“Well, you might have get the cum on the floor, but the shoot isn’t over. I think you should clean this mess up... with your tongue...”

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