Diana's Face

Diana's angelic, 20-year-old face was the first I ever came on. It was an accident, meaning I didn't really do it on purpose, but since it was something I had wanted to do since I first laid eyes on her, I didn't regret it, either. Diana was my first truly horny girlfriend - horny in the sense that she really liked fucking for the sake of fucking, not just because she was "supposed" to do it with her boyfriend. Even though she had a real "anything goes" attitude, deliberately shooting a wad into a girl's face seemed a somewhat hostile thing to do, and almost impossible to actually ask permission for. (Imagine if she says no - then what? You've exposed yourself as the kind of creep who wants to treat his girlfriend's face like dirty Kleenex. Enjoy your evening!)

I felt vaguely ashamed, in fact, that I even harbored such a desire, but the truth, which I couldn't admit to myself then, was that I didn't love her, I just loved fucking her. She was my real-life porn star, and porn stars always ended the scene with goop-splattered faces, so why shouldn't she?

But the event itself happened in a cramped twin bed, in the wee hours of the morning, as her sloppy, drunken blowjob had turned into an impromptu tit-fuck. In part because I was a little drunk, but mostly because she had just truly magnificent D-cup tits, I came faster than I had expected, thrusting my dick up just as her face looked down, and sending several ropey strands from her chin to her forehead. She recoiled as if she'd been hit in the face with acid, banging her head against the plaster wall, before collapsing in a fit of giggles and wiping it off with my pillow.

That was the last time I ever had sex in to completely dark room, because I never actually saw Diana's lovely cum-covered face. I've been relying on imagination ever since..