From: marty@ramlink.net (Radioman)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: A Stranger on My Face/mf facial
Date: Thu, 11 Jan 1996 07:12:05 -0500
Organization: RAMLink Internet Access Service
Message-ID: <marty-1101960712050001@hun22.ramlink.net>



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Entire contents of this file Copyright 1995 by Radioman. 

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A Stranger on my Face

by Radioman



   ³Cum on my face,² I said to the man I was kneeling down

before. I had only met him a few minutes ago at a car wash

while I was having the Mercedes done. He was standing behind

me and asked me what year the car was.

 

   I turned around to answer and fell in love. The guy must

have been six three, with wavy blond hair and a twinkle in

his eye that said, ³Iım a fuck machine.² I had to see if he

was.



   ³My carıs going to take a few minutes. Why donıt we go

across the street?²



   ³Whatıs there?,² he asked.



   ³A vacant lot, a bunch of trees . . . and no one.²



   Here I was, married to a cold, rich bastard, going to a

vacant lot to have a quickie with a guy Iıd just met. My

cunt dripped at the thought.

 

   We stepped behind a big old oak and reached my hand out to

his dick. His shorts were a thin material and I swear I

could feel the corona of his massive tool. I started to pull

my pink miniskirt up when he said. ³Stop. I wanna jerk off

on your face first. Itıs so pretty and it needs a coat of

cum.²



   I was game for anything at this point, so I knelt down on

the leaves and began opening his fly.



   ³Iıll do that,² he said. And he did, pulling out a ten inch

monster that must have been four inches across. There was no

way I was going to fit that sausage in my pussy. Maybe this 

way was best for both of us. 



   He put his hand on top my head and held my face about two

inches from the tip of his cock.



   ³Rub my balls,² he said. His hairy sack was huge, like a 

baseball mitt with two balls in it. I kneaded the hanging

skin, feeling the giant nuts inside. All the while he

stroked his dick, faster, then slower, varying the pace. I 

love letting men do what they want with me. And getting a 

scum facial was one of my favorite things to let a man 

know that I was his toy.



   ³Here it is!,² he shouted. I saw the little piss slit open

and ropes of white cum shoot from it. My nose, my cheeks, my

eyes - the thick cum splashed all over my beautiful make-up, 

into my $200 dollar hair-do, onto my silk blouse. I was a 

scummy mess, but thatıs what I deserved for being such a 

slut. I wiped up, licking the tasty spew off my fingers. 

We walked  back to the car wash, not saying a word to each 

other. 





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