(This story is a work of fiction)
Tyler had been waiting all morning for the interview, just killing time around town. It was a cold, rainy morning and sound check had just finished. He picked at a pastry at a local coffee house and watched the pedestrians outside pass to and fro in the rainstorm outside. Finally, his phone rang. Paramore's tour manager told Tyler that the interview he had flown out from Los Angeles to conduct would take place in the green room right on schedule. As requested, he would be alone with Hayley Williams (the band's signature flame-headed, spitfire emo lead singer) for the duration of the interview. That's exactly how he wanted it to be, so as to keep the interview as intimate as possible. Tyler found subjects were more likely to open up if they felt a personal connection with him. Tyler was writing a column for a fetish blog that Hayley Williams subscribed to publically. It was an x-rated blog about facial cumshots.
Up until recently, the public perceived Hayley Williams as just another virginal role model and cookie-cutter pop-emo lead singer, a good girl's good girl and self-proclaimed Christian. But in recent weeks, Hayley had come clean regarding a dark history with her band and her own sexuality. Hayley quickly fell victim to the spotlight, but it never seemed to bother her. She stated in recent interviews with the press that she was glad she was being more open regarding her sexuality and has never been happier. And that's where Tyler came in. The blog he wrote for quickly became Hayley's favorite forum to indulge in all things explicit and forbidden. Tyler decided to reach out and set up an interview with her. Of course, he never thought she'd take it based on how intimate his published interviews (available right there on the blog for Hayley to read and see) always turned out to be. But, much to his surprise, Hayley accepted the interview.
And now he was on his way to see her.
When Tyler finally met up with Hayley, he was shocked by her stature [at just five feet, two inches tall] she was a spritely little spitfire. Her hair was vibrant orange-red, which shimmered on top of her head. Her skin was fair, her lips painted with a glossy maroon shade of lipstick, which matched her maroon Ramones T-shirt. She was emo for the Millennial Generation. Her smile was infectious, her eyes capable of casting a spell on non-believers. The two said their hellos and made small talk for a while (this was Tyler's plan of attack. He wanted Hayley as comfortable as possible regarding this interview).
"Well, do you want to get started here?" Tyler finally asked.
Hayley shrugged, clearly less nervous than Tyler.
"Sure, let's do this!"
Tyler directed Hayley to a comfortable chair across from the couch he sat down on. He pulled out his pad and pen and then turned his attention back to Hayley.
"So Hayley, we might as well just get into it."
"I agree. Lets dive right in the deep end," Hayley said.
"Then you agree, we'll skip the fluff?" Tyler asked.
"Please! That's all I've been dealing with lately, reporters dilly-dallying around the issue. Let's just talk about this stuff already, shall we?" Hayley stated as a matter of fact.
Tyler nodded his head and cleared his throat.
"Then lets begin. Hayley, the media has deemed you the Queen of Emo. I'm curious, with a title like this... what are your thoughts on facial cumshots?"
Hayley burst out into a fit of laughter.
"Well, so much for foreplay!" she exclaimed.
"We call that fluff in the business," Tyler politely rebutted.
"Quite so!" Hayley replied.
"Well, clearly the concept doesn't offend you."
"No, not really. I mean, when I was younger I might have been offended, but as I got older and became more comfortable with my sexuality... I was able to explore things I never thought I would. Including facials."
Tyler shifted uneasily in his seat and crossed his legs so as to hide his excitement. Hayley just smiled, clearly aware of the fact that she was exciting her guest. She felt her own body flush with excitement.
"So you've had guys cum on your face then?"
"Gosh you're direct!" Hayley exclaimed, still smiling from ear to ear.
Tyler cleared his throat, clearly nervous that he might have crossed a line.
"Sorry, it's just, well... the nature of our website is rather..."
"It's okay, I was only kidding," Hayley interrupted. "I'm well aware of the 'nature of your website'. I chose to join it for a reason. And yes, I have had guys cum on my face before," Hayley stated.
"So why facials? I mean, was this a natural desire, or does this just go with the territory of being emo?"
"I think partly both. I felt like it was some weird sense of responsibility at first, since I was the Queen of Emo and all. My boyfriend became obsessed with facializing me after I let him do it to me the first time. I figured I had to let him do it. What kind of emo girl would I be if I didn't take a shot to the face? That's what us emo girls are supposed to do, am I right?"
"Quite so," Tyler said, forcing a smile before continuing. "So do you actually enjoy facials, or is it something you just feel you have to put up with because of an arbitrary title you've been given in the music industry?"
"Oh, I love them now! This pretty little emo girl can't get enough of them," Hayley exclaimed.
"How often would you say you receive them?"
Hayley had to stop and think. Tyler noticed her face scrunch up and thought it was absolutely adorable.
"Gosh, a few times a week maybe, sometimes multiple times a day. Depends on if I'm on the road or at home, you know?"
"Sure. And can you tell me what it is you like about facials specifically?" Tyler asked.
"Boy this is turning into a one-tracked interview, isn't it?" Hayley joked.
"Again, I'm sorry. I thought it was explained to you that this was going to be an..."
"No, it's great!" Hayley said, interrupting. "I just didn't expect to get this wet during the interview!"
Tyler forced a smile. "Yes, well..."
"I'm sure all the girls you interview get this way, though, am I right?" Hayley asked playfully.
"Sometimes," Tyler replied simply.
"Hmm, well... to answer your question, I guess I love the texture of my man's seed. I love feeling dominated... like I've just been marked in some way. Being a Christian, it feels forbidden to have my man's cum on my face. Plus, like I said, I feel a sense of responsibility to let my boyfriend cum on my face. What would people think if my boyfriend went around telling his friends that the Queen of Emo wouldn't even let her own boyfriend facialize her?"
Tyler burst out laughing.
"I can see your point," Tyler said.
"So aside from your interviewees getting all hot and bothered, do you ever find it hard, well... not to be hard when you ask these questions?" Hayley asked, amusing herself by focusing on Tyler's crotch temporarily.
Tyler's face drained of color.
"Its okay, we're talking about guys cumming on my face. I think I can survive your being aroused during this interview," Hayley stated as a matter of fact.
Tyler smiled uneasily.
"Sometimes it's easier than other times. Today is a little..."
"Harder?" Hayley smirked.
Tyler just smiled back at her.
"Yes, I suppose so."
"Well take your time," Hayley responded.
Tyler cleared his throat and continued.
"Hayley, have you ever been bukkaked before?"
Hayley blushed instantly, her cheeks flushing the same color of her vibrant red hair. Finally she burst out into another fit of laughter.
"Is that a yes?" Tyler asked, smiling.
"Ha, well... just a few times really. But it was a long time ago. We were stuck in this ho-dunk town in the middle of nowhere Nebraska after one of our first tour buses broke down. The weather was really crappy outside. I mean, it was pouring outside and absolutely freezing. We all had a bad case of cabin fever that week as it was, so, I guess that day was just the straw that broke the camel's back... you know? Anyway, we had all just had a huge fight in the band, and my boyfriend and I were the only ones talking to each other on the whole damn bus. It was fucking dumb, and really annoying after a while. I couldn't stand it."
"Your boyfriend being Josh Farro, the band's former guitarist?"
"Yes. Anyway, because we were an item, it caused tension with the other guys. I mean, these were teenage boys we're talking about. They all had a hard-on for me. I don't know if it was because they particularly liked me specifically, or because I was the only female around, but... it was what it was. Well, anyway, we're all not speaking for this awkward period of time and I just finally... snap. Well, I was just sick of it, you know?"
"What did you do?" Tyler asked.
"I started undressing right in front of them: my shirt, jeans, bra, panties. Pretty soon I was stark naked in front of my best friends and band mates, one of which being my boyfriend. You should have seen the way they were just staring at my clean-shaven pussy... and me! Anyway, I told them from that moment on that I was going to be a team player. After all, it wasn't fair that Josh got all the pussy and the others were stuck masturbating in their bunks on long road trips across the great American Midwest."
"And your boyfriend didn't mind?"
"Not at all. Josh brought up the idea many times before that to me, but I was younger and much more timid back then. It was also the first time everyone in the band saw me fully naked too. Anyway, long story short, I eventually made them all pull out their cocks and sucked them all off one after the other. Of course they all came on my face and it was really hot! I just remember looking up at them after I took the fourth load on my face. There I was, naked, on my knees, with four loads of sperm dripping down my face! Needless to say, it was super-awkward later that night," Hayley smiled, clearly excited by the memory.
"I bet you've never looked better!"
"Oh I was a mess!"
