Missy Drinks Cum
The Phish Shows were over and the next thing Missy knew, she was on a plane to Tampa Bay. The last few days had been a whirlwind for her, since she had to quit her job, sub-let her apartment, and went on tour where she had met Johnny. Johnny and her had struck a deal.Johnny had offered to pay her to be his cock sucking cum slut for the 2 day Tahoe shows this past summer. Missy turned out to be what she projected and more. She was an insatiable semen slurper. Johnny was in love, well as close to love as his twisted path of thorns hiding his true inner being would allow. Johnny took her shopping one day, showering her with beautiful clothes and jewelry, making sure that she had everything she desired. He told her that he had the craziest 4 day weekend prepared for them. First he took her to a beauty salon, where she had her hair done, her finger and toe nails manicured and painted; she had a wonderful full body massage that took every kink out of her body, and as a special treat, Johnny had the four men who worked in the salon masturbate thick creamy loads of sperm onto her shining face, which he tenderly rubbed into every square inch of its surface, from her chin to her forehead. Of course, while he was doing this, Missy was wildly plunging her fingers in and out of her wet pussy, enjoying several small orgasms.
But now she was 35,000 feet in the air, dreamily lying back and thinking of the excitement she was in store for. For a while, she lay back and watched the clouds stream past the gleaming silver wings, each second taking her closer to the magic city of Tampa Bay. Suddenly, Johnny spoke quietly to her.
"Missy, have you ever had sex on a plane?"
"No, no I haven't. Are you up for something?" she responded saucily, her slim fingers tracing a line up his zipper, where she knew a full and ready cock waited for her.
"Well, I'd like to give the men on this flight something to remember." Johnnylooked back at the small lavatory. "Hold on, let me check something out."
He got up and walked to the rear of the plane. "Luck," he thought, "the lav is empty." He motioned for Missy to join him. In seconds, she was by his side. "Go in, sit on the toilet, and wait. Better put this handkerchief over your blouse, we wouldn't want to stain it now, would we?" he said, handing her a fresh white cloth.
His words made Missy shiver. She knew he had an oral feast planned for her. She entered the lav, closing but not locking the door. She didn't have long to wait. A quiet knock on the door, and the first man entered. He was a normal looking businessman, no doubt headed home from a trip, or on his way to begin one. He smiled and gazed down at Missy, sitting primly on the lavatory, fully dressed but with a large white kerchief tucked in her blouse at her chin. He handed her a note.
"This is from Johnny."
She took the note and unfolded it.
"Missy, darling, please fellate all the men I send in. Allow them to ejaculate on your face or in your mouth. Save as much sperm as you can, keep it in a plastic cup, and bring it back to our seats when you are finished. Johnny,"
"Well, let's get started, shall we?" she spoke to the man nervously standing before her. He unzipped his pants and drew out a rapidly enlarging and hardening penis. Missy leaned forward, stuck her tongue out, and circled the tip of the glans. She kissed up and down the length of the cock, finally drawing the entire organ into her hot and wet mouth. She moved her face all the way down the cock, not stopping until her nose was touching the man's zipper. Up and down, up and down, she loved the feel of the hard organ in her mouth. The man placed his hands tenderly on her head, slowly guiding her to and fro on his erect member. For several minutes, not a sound was heard save the slurping and sloshing her mouth made on his penis. Then he shuddered, and spoke through clenched teeth.
"Wh. where do I cum?"
Missy stopped her back and forth movement, and moved her face from his cock. Still stroking it, she placed the tip right on her outstretched tongue, as if to say "here, here in my mouth." The cock pulsed, and shot a line of white semen straight into it. Missy heard the jizm line strike the back of her tongue and teeth. Again it shot, ejaculating a stream of wet juice into her mouth. She stroked the cock, directing the lessening spurts into her mouth until the man was dry. She collected the semen pooling over her tongue, and closed her lips, daintily kissing the tip of the penis looming over her face. The man stepped back, stuffing his shrinking organ back into his pants.
"That was fantastic, thank you very much." Missy could do little but smile close-mouthed up at him, and wink. He turned and moved out of the small lavatory. Missy stood and checked herself in the mirror. Her clothes and hair were still spotless.
"Bet I don't stay this way for long," she thought, swirling the small pool of sperm around in her mouth. She traveled her tongue up over and around her teeth and gums, spreading the white goo all over the inside of her oral treasure house. Then came another knock on the door.
The next man in was a young looking college student. His muscles rippled in his shirt, and before Missy could say anything, he placed his hand on her shoulder, and sat her down before him. He unbuckled his pants and slid them down to the floor. His penis sprang up, a strong and healthy eight inches of hard meat. Missy cocked an eye at him.
She did. He looked at the thin coating of cum over the woman's teeth and the white lined tongue. "Perfect," he said, "stay right like that."
Missy placed her hands on her thighs, and leaned back. The man stroked his cock rapidly for several seconds. "Ok, here it comes, baby!" he grunted, and doing so, pointed his cock right at Missy's awaiting face. Spurt one traveled up the length of Missy's face, from her chin to her forehead, neatly bisecting her lips and nose. Spurt two he directed at her left cheekbone, watching with fascination as it landed with an audible splat and continued up over her eye socket, finally coming to rest on her upper eyelash. Spurt three he did the same, only on the right side of her face. Spurt four he directed at the small area just below her nose, above her lips. Missy felt it drip down into her mouth. Spurt five disappeared into her mouth, joining the first man's fluid there. The next weak spurts were directed onto Missy's wet cheeks and chin. The man made no move to direct any more into her mouth. "Now stay just like that for the next guy, OK?" he demanded of her.
Missy kept her face leaned back, so that the lines of sperm on her face didn't obey the laws of gravity and drip down onto her clothes. She dipped one finger up into the pool over her left eye and cleaned it up, so she could reopen the eye. She sucked her finger tip into her mouth, sliding the wet white cum off it. The man reached into his jacket pocket and produced a small camera. "Nobody's gonna believe this unless I get a picture." He pointed the camera at Missy's cum covered face, snapping several close up shots, focusing on the lines of sperm d****d on her features. The last one he took while dr****g his penis over her bottom lip, with her eyes looking straight into the camera. Then he finished, pulled up his trousers and thanking Missy profusely, left the small lavatory.
The next man entered almost immediately. "Damn," he swore softly, amazed at the scene that greeted him. Here was a strikingly beautiful blond woman, fully clothed in the lavatory of a speeding airliner, her face covered with the ejaculated semen of a complete stranger.
"Baby, you look super with that jizz all over your face. Why you doing this?"
"I love to suck cock. I love to have men cum on my face. I love to eat cum. What other reason do I need?"
The man didn't answer, except to drop his pants, extract his long thin penis, and direct it into her mouth. Missy dutifully sucked his warm meaty tool, slurping it into her mouth over and over, until the man jerked and shuddered, spitting several streams of cum into her mouth, to join the growing amount already there.
He left quickly. Missy looked around, found a cup, and drooled the semen into it.
As she did, the fourth man entered. He took one look at the beautiful woman's face covered with cum and the small amount collected in the glass.
"I want to come on your face," he said calmly. "Jerk me off on your face."
Missy reached out a strong hand, circling the cock pointing at her features. She slid her hand up and down the shaft several times, all the while gazing dreamily up at the visitor. For several seconds, she jerked the man off, aiming the purplish head right at her cum covered visage.
Then she felt the vein pulse, and a stream of white shot out, dr****g itself over her nose and onto her forehead. The next stream traveled up over her lips and across her left cheek. She calmly sprayed the cum over her features, feeling it mix in with the rapidly cooling lines deposited by the second man.
Finally the man finished. Missy moved the glass up and around her face, drooling the semen into it. The level rose visibly. What didn't enter the glass was smoothed into her now shining skin. She swallowed smoothly.
"Wasn't that fun?" she said to the man. "Ever had a girl jerk you off right onto her face before?" She was amused at his bewildered outlook.
"No, can't say that I ever did. But you did it like you meant it, I'll say that. It was great." While he spoke, the man collected his pants and left.
The next visitor was, surprisingly, a young woman of about 20. She didn't say a word, except to drop to her knees and push Missy's skirt up over her waist. She reached up and pulled the waiting woman's panties down, over her trim legs and down around her shoes. She then spread Missy's knees apart, leaned forward, and sank her hot tongue directly into Missy's now-steaming gash.
"Oh GODDDDD," Missy cried, orgasming immediately at the feel of the hot muscle on her vulval lips. "DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT!" she moaned, squirming her pussy over the young girl's face. She felt the tongue search out and circle her budding clitoris, then felt her clit drawn into the young mouth much like the penises of late had invaded her own. She felt it sucked and pulled with the voracious appetite that only a woman knows. She came again and again, while the girl worked on her clit and pussy lips. She clutched at the girl's head, twining her cummy hands in her hair, pulling the face at her lap into and around her genital area.
Again and again Missy bucked into the girl's sucking mouth, feeling wave after wave of glorious orgasm coursing through her body. She felt the hot wet tongue slide in and out of her spasming cunt, swiping up and down the pulsating lips. Her clit was entwined in the tip of the tongue, then was washed lightly with spit and blown on with the hot breath of the young girl.
Finally the girl pulled away. She looked up at Missy's face with adoring eyes.
"Your friend told me what you were doing. I got so excited I just had to come in and be a part of it. I hope you enjoyed it."
Missy could barely speak. Sweat mingled with the cool sperm on her face. She brought a slim finger up to collect some of the cum deposited at her hairline, then down the girl's face.
"Have some. It's delicious." The girl opened her mouth, and sucked in the wet, white digit with relish.
"Ummm, so it is," she said, pulling back and swallowing, leaving Missy's finger absolutely spotless.
She stood, straightened her dress, patted her hair back into place, and wishing Missy well, walked out of the lavatory.
The door didn't have time to close. The next man in was a tall black man in jeans and a flannel shirt.
"Hey, honey, the man tells me you want to suck some cock. Is that right?"
Missy nodded "That's right, babe, I want your juice. You can cum all over my face, or in my mouth, or both. Just give me your cum." She reached out and guided his zipper down, then wormed her hand into his pants. He undid the top clasp, and spread them down over his thighs.
Missy extracted his rapidly hardening penis. It grew in her hand to an astounding nine inches.
"Wow, that's quite a tonsil tickler you have. I sure hope I can do you justice," Missy whispered in awe.
"I don't have any doubts you will, pretty lady. Just start sucking it and we'll see how you do."
Missy pulled the man closer, and opened her mouth wide. The man looked down. He saw her white-rimmed lips pull back over her teeth. He glimpsed the coating of slimy white sperm on her tongue. He leaned forward, and watched the first three inches of his cock move like a battering ram into the woman's mouth.
Missy gurgled, adjusted her jaws, and f***ed her head farther and farther down the slick shaft of the cock. Gradually, her lips moved closer and closer to the kinky black hair at its base. Her lips moved over the cock shaft, pulling the organ inexorably deeper and deeper into her mouth. She felt the bulbous head slide over her well lubricated tongue, then stop momentarily at the top of her throat. She craned her head to look up at the man. This action also had the result of straightening the path the cock was taking. She paused.
"Go ahead. All the way down. I know you can do it. I want to feel your tonsils at the tip," the man said.
Missy snorted in a breath of air through her nose, and pushed. The head rammed the back of her throat, then slipped down past the base of her tongue into the very top of her esophagus. Still she could feel three or four inches of cock exposed to air. Gulping down the saliva built up in her mouth, Missy f***ed her head forward. She felt the huge organ slide down her throat, until her neck bulged with the outline of the man's penis. He put his hand down to her neck, tracing the outline with his fingers.
"Sheeeeit, you're really doin' it!" he gasped, amazed at the oral hunger of the woman. He watched her lips move down, finally to come to rest at the base of his cock, nuzzling the dark curly pubic hairs.
Missy had to stop. She felt impaled on his cock, as though she were trying to swallow a baseball bat. She swallowed several times, feeling the cock pulse and her bl**d pound. Then she slowly slurped back up the cock. Inch after inch retreated from her face, until just the tip was imprisoned behind her loving lips. She reached up and placed the man's hands on her head, and allowed him to roughly fuck her face with the outer half of his dick. A few times, he slowly fed the entire length down into her raw throat as the woman looked up at him.
Finally he shuddered and moaned.
"It's cummin' baby, it's cummin. " he groaned.
Missy felt the tip of the cock, some three inches down her gullet, expand, then pulse with the first ejaculation of sperm. It rocketed straight down her throat. She quickly pulled back, as the cock continued to spasm. One spurt let loose as the head backed up out of her throat, bathing her tonsils with a white layer of semen.
As the tip moved back across her tongue, another jet escaped, sliming her mouth and back teeth.
Finally she had the tip at her lips. She spit it out, leaned back, and moaned.
"Oh god cum on my face you black monster cum on my face," she groaned deliriously. The man was only too glad to oblige. He aimed his spurting prick at her nose, and shot a line of white sperm right up along the bridge between her eyes, the end disappearing into her hair. He moved left, leaving a line across her cheekbone. He aimed the head up a bit, decorating her forehead with sperm. He moved down, splattering her lips with streams of hot wet goo. The explosions of jizm went on for several seconds, streaming over Missy's lovely features and decorating her face until there was barely any dry skin left on it.
As the juice dwindled down, Missy opened her mouth, and the man directed the last few dribbles into it. Shaking his cock, the drips and drops flew into the dark cavern below it.
Finally he was empty.
Missy could do nothing but gasp with excitement. Her face was literally covered with semen. Lines led up her cheekbone, from jaw to eye. Her nose was dripping with the stuff. Some had even leaked into her ears. She leaned over and grabbed the cup sitting next to her on the lavatory, and moved it over her face, collecting as much of the sperm as she could. She smiled up at the man.
"Jeeze, what a load! Where did you ever come up with all that stuff? I thought I was gonna drown !"
"Hey honey, I always cum that much. Must be something genetic, eh?" he said with a laugh, stuffing his now shrunken, but well satisfied cock back into his pants. "My girlfriend says I must have three balls."
Missy giggled as she finished slurping the sperm off her face and from around her lips. She swallowed a time or two, to clear her throat and satiate her parched mouth.
"I don't think I've ever seen as much cum in one shot as that," she spoke, looking up at him in awe. "I loved it!"
"Babe, you are one hot woman, you know that? Most gals would'a pulled back and moved outta the way of the old firehose there, but you just hung in there and took it right in the face. You looked like you was havin' some sort of religious experience or something."
Missy could do nothing but nod in agreement. To her, the feeling she got when a man sprayed his sperm on her face was wonderful. She knew it was odd, no doubt rare, for a woman to enjoy that, but she did and she felt no qualms about it.
She looked at the cup in her hand. It was nearly three- quarters full of sperm. She sloshed it around, and placed it on the small sink next to her. She rubbed the remaining small amount of jizz on her face into her skin, feeling its smooth and wet coolness on her fingertips. She checked herself in the mirror.
There were several splotches of cum in her hair now, and her lips were still rimmed with white. She licked them with her tongue to clean them off, and sat back down, anxious for the next man to arrive.
The door opened, and two men entered quickly. They crowded into the small head.
"Would you like to suck us both off at the same time," one man spoke "or one at a time? We can do either. "
Missy looked up at them confidently. "I can do you both at the same time, if you'd like. I think I can handle it."
So saying, she reached up with both hands and pulled down two zippers. She undid each man's belt and loosened his pants, so they slid down around his ankles. Underwear followed. Grabbing the two hardening cocks with each hand, Missy pulled them towards her face. She maneuvered them up close to her mouth, and opened it as wide as she possibly could. Moving the two cock heads together, she fastened her lips to them, and pushed her head downwards.
Maybe it was the service she had just provided to the enormous black stud, but Missy felt her mouth expand easily to cover and envelope the two dicks. She slid her tongue into the groove between them, and slowly traveled down the length of the twin stalks in her hands. The cocks were nearly the same size and thickness, making the lips-on-skin journey easier.
She gurgled deep in her mouth as the two cocks f***ed their way into her face, shoving closer together as they neared the narrowed opening at the back of her throat. She moved her hand away from them as they neared the end of their journey. No matter how wide her lips or how broad her mouth, there was still one anatomical impossibility - getting two cocks down into her esophagus at one time. They hit bottom at the top of her throat.
Missy paused there for a moment, reveling in the new feel of two cocks at once in her mouth. She could feel the men quiver and vibrate with excitement. Slowly she backed up off the double donging, finally spitting the matched set out at the very end. She looked up at the men.
"What I'll do is give each of you about ten strokes apiece. I want to keep you both at the same level, so you shoot off at just about the same time. Think you can do that?"
"No problem," said one man, "just keep on sucking, we'll do the rest."
Missy took a deep breath. Opening her mouth wide, she slid easily down the left hand cock. Face to pubic hair, lips to base, she swallowed the dick easily. She felt the head brush past her tonsils and snake down her throat. Swallowing convulsively, she gave the man her best shot. Milking his penis with her throat, Missy did all she could to bring the man up to a heightened level of sexual charge. Again and again, ten times in all, she throated the cock. Popping her face off the first cock, she repeated the action on the other. The men stood closely together, enjoying the feel and sight of the lovely blonde sitting in front of them, performing the ultimate in sexual service.
After just thirty strokes on each cock, one man grunted. "Oh, honey, that's too much. Here I come!"
He grasped his cock from Missy's clutching hand. Quickly the other man did the same. They moved forwards. Missy opened her mouth widely, and stuck out her tongue. The two cockheads rested on it. One shook - a stream of white sperm shot out, striking the back of her throat and falling down into her stomach before any thing else could happen.
Then the other one pulsed its first load. This time Missy was ready. She folded her tongue back, closing the back of her mouth off, and let the twin heads rest on her lower lip. A streamer of cum struck the back of her tongue and pooled in the bottom of her mouth. Suddenly, her mouth was full to overflowing with the jettings of the men. She leaned back, and felt wet streams of cum strike her face.
One ribbon shot up along her cheekbone, coming to rest in a small blob just under her eye. Another traveled up the bridge of her nose. A third struck her square in the forehead before splitting into many tiny drops in the front of her hair. Again and again she felt her face doused with the sexual fluids of the two men.
Soon her eyes were daubed with the stuff, and her cheeks and lips were covered with small trails of cum. The men painted her face like a canvas. She felt the cum loop onto her lips and chin, slide off her nose, and splatter into her hair over and over. She felt the wet blobs rain gently down onto her nose and chin. For several seconds, the air above her face was cloudy with the ejaculate of the two handsome men before her.
Finally, they finished. Missy lay back and panted, exhausted at the ordeal and flushed with the cum of the men that had splattered her face.
"Ohhh god that was tremendous. I feel so fucking slimy, I love it!" she breathed.
"Lady, you are one fine fox, you know that?" one man spoke. "I have never seen a woman take so much cum without flinching in my life, and I've seen a lot of it, believe me."
Missy reached over to the cup of cum resting on the sink, and ran it over and around her face, collecting up the tremendous amount of semen that decorated her. The cup filled up almost to the rim. She never even noticed the men leave, she was so absorbed in her task. Swallowing roughly, she felt several collected spurts slowly coat her throat and mouth, traveling down to join the remaining juice in her stomach.
The cup could hold no more. It contained close to six ounces of semen, the mixed spendings of half a dozen virile men. Missy stood and looked at herself in the mirror. Her face seemed wet with sweat, yet she knew what it really was. Taking a small towel, she dried it as best she could, taking care to smooth out the cum drops in her hair. She quickly applied some fresh makeup and lipstick, straightened her hair, and left the lavatory.
Walking up the aisle back to her first class seat, she knew she was being stared at by nearly everyone in the back of the plane, women with envy or hatred, men with lust and awareness.
She sat back down next to Johnny.
"Look at this," she said to him, showing him the clear plastic cup of sperm in her hand. "I filled the glass."
"Very good. Did you have a good time with the little lady I sent back?" Johnnyinquired.
"Oh, yes indeed. I came about 50 times I bet! Now what?"
Johnny just looked at her. She felt his gaze for a few seconds, then she knew, really KNEW, what to do. Motioning for the stewardess, she raised the glass up.
"Miss, could I have some ice in this please? And be careful, don't spill it, please."
The stewardess took the glass almost without looking at it, and walked to the small galley behind them.
When she returned, she had a quizzical look on her face. "Is this what I think it is?" she whispered to Missy.
"You bet honey, A-number 1 prime jizz from half the guys on this plane," Missy whispered back conspiratorially. "And I love it over ice."
So saying, she tipped the glass back and took a healthy swig of the cooling juice. The stewardess' eyes widened, and she involuntarily swallowed herself.
The stew reddened, and abruptly turned away, walking rapidly to the back of the plane.
"I bet she's going back to the john and finger with herself silly," Johnny whispered.
"I love it!" said Missy. And she spent the rest of the flight slowly sipping the sperm cocktail from the glass.