Bobby and pretty little Jilly were a perfect match. Jilly loved to kiss and lick and suck cock, especially Bobby's giant 10-incher. And Bobby liked nothing better than to watch as his swollen, plum-colored cockhead swelled up against a pair of soft, pretty lips and fired rope after rope of hot creamy semen over a pretty face. He would stuff his huge cock into Jilly's clasping cunt again and again until she begged him to cum, begged him with the dirty words they both loved to hear, begged him through her pouting suck-swollen lips to cum on her face. Then Bobby would pull out and position himself over Jilly's face, and start the long slow masturbation ritual that would end in what they both wanted, a huge eruption of semen all over Jilly's face and panting lips.
Jilly could cum over and over again while Bobby was fucking her, but her biggest, craziest orgasms always came when his semen hit her face, wad after wad, and she masturbated herself to a fantastic climax as the hot semen dripped down her forehead, nose and cheeks. She had learnt this in high school during mutual masturbation sessions with her boyfriend, before losing her virginity, learning to time her own finger-fucking orgasm with the eruption of hot, thick semen from the penis in her little hand.
Now it was still the way for her to cum the hardest. She loved the fact that Bobby liked to cum in her face. She loved the huge size of his beautiful cockhead. And above all she loved the sheer quantity of Bobby's cumshots, the thickness of his scum and the way she could always rouse him again with dirty words and kisses and the sight of her pretty face masked with his drying semen.
For Bobby the chief turn-on was the sheer prettiness of Jilly's face, and the contrast between her soft, perfect skin and his raging erection as she kissed it and licked it and rubbed it back and forth across her delicate features. Beneath her dark-blonde hair, Jilly's eyes were a deep blue, widely spaced, above a small, tilted nose and a mouth so soft and full it could give a man an erection at a hundred paces. Jilly knew that her little freckled nose excited Bobby almost as much as her luscious mouth, and always made a point of carefully aiming his erupting penis at the center of her face, to make sure that her nose and upper lip received liberal doses of spunk.
Bobby was proud of the sheer size of his cock-head, its flaring shape and plum color, and Jilly always made sure she paid proper tribute to it with her lips and nose and cheeks. Bobby and Jilly's suck sessions usually began with a frantic mouth job and facial, both Bobby and Jilly so horny that neither could wait to get to the bed. Both wanting the same thing and wanting it right away.
As soon as the door was closed, Bobby would mash his lips against Jilly's gorgeous mouth, the mouth he knew he would soon be covering with lashings of cum, while Jilly's hands worked feverishly up and down the 10-inch boner still imprisoned in Bobby's pants, and she muttered her cum-lust into Bobby's mouth.
`Want it all over me...want it now...want you to shoot on my face, cover me with your spunk... all the cum you've been saving for me...all on my pretty face...'
There had been days when Jilly would go to her knees without undoing Bobby's pants, and crazily lick Bobby's erection through the thin cloth, up and down, rubbing her whole face against the huge, straining, rock-hard tool, all the time looking up at him, pleading with her eyes, pleading for his spunk. In front of her licking, pleading face, a dark wet patch of pre-cum would stain his pants. Looking down, Bobby could see it there at the top of the massive erection she was shucking with her cheeks, nose, and lips. He could feel the giant eruption about to explode, the cum he had been saving all week.
Gazing into Bobby's eyes as she kissed and licked the penis through the straining cloth, Jilly knew it too.
`I'm going to cum, Jilly! It's coming! Oh God!!!'
They both knew it was too late for Jilly to do anything except rub him off with her face - but there was something so erotic about this sensually pretty girl on her knees in front of him, wildly nuzzling him to orgasm through his pants, that all Bobby could do was gaze down in ecstasy as he climaxed in her face, crying:
`God! God! God!'
Jilly could feel it, taste it, smell it as the bursts of semen ripped out against the restraining cloth, drenching it and drenching her face with the steamingly hot, wet cloth she was licking, and mumbling:
`Yes! Yes! Spunk...I love your spunk...keep shooting...soak me with it...'
And as Bobby's legs shook and the repeated, heavy bursts of cum began to lessen, Jilly would tear at his belt, pulling his pants and shorts down to bury her flushed wet face in Bobby's groin, in the mess of dripping sticky cum, as his still hard cock twitched its last shots directly against her face.
But this time, as so often, both Bobby and Jilly wanted to see the full eruption of his semen, all of it right in her face. Pulling his pants down, still murmuring her dirty longings, Jilly brought her lips close to the huge stiff prong jutting from his shorts.
She licked her lips. Knowing he was watching. Her hands against his taut thighs, feeling them began to shudder with anticipation.
He watched Jilly rip her own jeans open and stuff a hand into her cunt, starting to rub her clit into a froth.
`Oh God, Bobby, I've wanted this so much. I've masturbated all week, thinking about it.'
