But Lisa was barely hearing any of Sandy's complaints. She could feel an orgasm welling up inside me, no matter how hard she worked to prevent it. What was happening to her? Was it because she hadn't gotten laid in months? Cum had never turned her on before. Usually, she would swallow during a blowjob, take it in a condom, or on her ass during sex. Then immediately wipe herself with a towel to prevent it from getting on the sheets.
She squeezed her thighs tight and tried not to move, but her legs were shaking. She could feel contractions start deep within her pussy. Her nipples felt like they'd break through the thin bra and top she was wearing. Then it happened. She was coming right in the middle of the restaurant. She gave in and let go—waves of pleasure washing over her until...
"Lisa, Lisa, are you OK?" She wasn't sure how long Sandy had been speaking. She had completely lost focus.
"Yeah, I'm fine," Lisa responded. "I think I'm coming down with something." Crazy story though, are you gonna see him again?"
"I doubt it," said Sandy. "Why couldn't he come down my throat like everyone else? He'd have been perfect."
Lisa couldn't agree. For some reason, Sandy's story had given her one of the biggest orgasms of her life, and she desperately wanted more. She finished her drink in a hurry.
Lisa quickly stood up, attempting to smooth out the ruffles on her skirt. "Let's keep thinking about the contest. We'll come up with something. I'll Venmo you my half of the check."
She hurriedly left the restaurant, praying that her pussy juices hadn't seeped through her skirt. As the door closed behind her, she knew what her costume needed to be, and the thought scared her as much as it turned her on. She didn't know how she could ever admit it to her best friend, let alone go through with it.
Back at her apartment, Lisa couldn't wait to step out of her shoes and toss her purse onto the couch. She went to her room, opened her special drawer, and pulled out her favorite toy. She yanked her skirt and top off, leaving herself in a pink lacy thong and thin bra. Unlocking her phone, she went to her favorite porn site. Her main page was filled with her usual content. Mostly girl on girl and some MFF threesomes. Not 'female friendly' porn, but nothing super extreme or crazy.
She headed to the search bar, unsure of what to type. What had Sandy said? Facial? She typed that in and pressed 'go'. She almost closed the browser immediately at what she saw, but she stuck with it. Shocked, she browsed the thumbnails. Video after video showed girls covered in cum, their faces unrecognizable. Was she sure? It didn't look especially appealing, but she couldn't deny how Sandy's story had made her feel earlier. Tentatively, she clicked on one of the tamer-looking ones, and the action started. It was a basic scene of a woman kneeling before a man. Only his torso and legs were visible.
Dressed in her thong and bra, the woman pulled down the man's underwear. She took his flaccid cock in her mouth and started sucking, quickly getting him hard. So far, it was boring. Lisa pinched her nipples and turned on her vibrator, running it along her thigh and up to her tits. It felt good, but not like earlier. Frustrated, she scrolled along the video, assuming the cumshot would be at the end. There was probably not going to be any cuddling and chatting after the guy exploded.
The woman was going at it now, deep throating the guy, bobbing her head up and down, using both her hands. This was way better. She saw what Sandy was getting at with the circumcision comment. She'd never thought of it before, but it did look like it must be hurting the guy as the woman stroked away. Then it happened. The man gently pushed against her shoulder, prompting her to remove her mouth from him and lean back, revealing her bra-clad chest.
He took his cock in hand and stroked rapidly up and down. Lisa's breath quickened. She was barely aware of herself as she slid the vibrator to her crotch and ran it over her clit. She felt her chest flush as she started humping the vibrator. Then the man unleashed a huge torrent of cum, splattering the woman's face and neck. The first shot went right over her head; the next hit her square in the forehead, leaving a stripe down to her chin. Then dual blasts on each cheek, with the remains jetting into in her mouth. Far from being repulsed, the woman looked up lovingly at the guy and took him back in her mouth, cleaning it as the cum started dripping down her face and from her chin.
Lisa's breath became ragged as she jammed the vibrator into her pussy as hard as she could. "Yesssss," she hissed. This was what she was hoping to see, but why did she have to endure nine or more minutes of what was, at best, a dull scene of a girl blowing a guy first? That didn't do much at all for her. Frustrated, she went back to the main page, scrolling. Then, at the bottom, she found what she was looking for. Under the "suggested searches section" was the word "cumpilations." It didn't take a genius to figure out what that meant.
Lisa stripped her thong down her legs, exposing her smooth pussy and landing strip. She stroked herself for a few seconds, dipping a finger into her flooded pussy. Inserting the vibrator and feeling it force her open, she savored its warmth. Completing the search, she picked one of the most disgusting-looking videos. The thick liquid painted the women's faces white, splattering everywhere.
This time she was in heaven right from the start. No boring minutes wasted on anonymous blowjobs. Every variety of cumshot you could imagine. Guys blowing on girls' faces, pussies, and asses. Why the hell did this turn her on so much? Shouldn't she be disgusted? Wasn't this why they had had to invent women for porn, where the cumshot was hidden away somewhere discreet? Normally, she would find all this repulsive, but she was growing increasingly heated. Her breath was coming in ragged gasps.
The more she watched, the more excited she got, thrusting her toy madly in and out of herself and tweaking her nipples. She was building to an awesome climax when she saw it. The ending scene.
It wasn't a guy and a girl, or a couple cumming on each other. It was a woman sitting back on her heels, wearing only a thong. She was surrounded by men. Too many to count easily. They filled the screen and more. Lisa shuddered in delight as the scene unfolded. The men approached the woman, who looked up at them lovingly, and then, one by one, they exploded on her face, mouth, and neck, covering her in cum. It was everywhere, coating her face, eyes, and hair. Sometimes two would shoot at once, jetting onto the girl's face in dueling spurts. The flashes and shutter clicks of old-fashioned SLR cameras interspersed the action, capturing the scene in still life.
Lisa was in heaven. Her body started to convulse. What the hell was wrong with her? Wasn't this gross? This contradicted everything she had ever believed about what made her tick. What had become of women's liberation and the right to vote? However, she felt as though her body had taken control of her mind.
The woman on-screen forced her eyes open, her eyelashes dripping with cum. She glanced up at the men as she began to massage the gooey white liquid into her face, forehead, and cheeks. This sent Lisa over the edge. The orgasm took control of her body; her legs were shaking, her jaw slack as she pounded the toy deep into her pussy and pinched her nipples with all her force. Her whole body was shaking as she watched the woman. It was like a new world had opened up.
When it was over, the sheets were slick with her sweat, the toy still vibrating, discarded by her side. She felt fantastic, but also disgusted with herself. Why the hell did that turn her on so much?
However, a shift had occurred within her, and despite her internal conflict, she felt compelled to do it again. The release was too powerful; too violent. Lisa masturbated twice more that afternoon, each time the cum on-screen was more plentiful and her orgasm stronger. She had loved the final scene of the first video, but the next didn't end the same way. Then she looked once again at the related searches. What the heck is "bukkake?" she wondered, clicking on the link.
At that moment, Lisa's life changed forever. She felt like she had come home. This was what she had wanted all along. The images of women's faces caked and splattered with thick rivers of semen left her cumming almost before she had touched herself. Watching bukkake videos, she experienced three more orgasms, and in the final one, the woman donned a cut-out scuba diving mask to trap the cum that rained down on her. The final shot was of her upending the mask over her head and spilling a white river down over her hair, head, and neck.
Lisa shuddered to a final powerful orgasm. Something crazy had been unlocked within her. Her Halloween costume choice was inevitable. There was no way she could fail with a costume this outrageous and raunchy. The only thing left to decide was how to make the costume realistic enough to be credible.
