I had never seen a man ejaculate on Blondie’s face. I had watched guys pull out at the last minute when fucking her and shoot their loads on her belly or her breasts, but never her face. Nor had I seen many men come in such quantity…she was a total mess…bathed in semen…but she was smiling as she lovingly rubbed that huge, softening, black cock all over her face and neck. She licked and kissed it and took the head back into her mouth and rolled her tongue around it, evoking more groans from her newest lover.
Retrieving a damp washcloth and a towel from the bathroom, I handed them to Beau. He bent down and began to gently wipe Blondie’s face, neck and the tops of her breasts. Bending down beside her, he kissed her softly and said,
“Thank you for that incredible experience, Blondie…I’ve never had a woman do that before…I’m sorry if I choked you but I just couldn’t help myself. That was the most mind-boggling climax I’ve ever had. I just lost it there for a second and I’m sorry, okay, pretty woman?”
He had said exactly the right thing: as she stood up, Blondie just melted into his arms and began kissing him with undisguised affection. Watching, I realized exhilaratingly that this show was just getting started; they’d both had orgasms already and they hadn’t even fucked yet.
As if reading my mind, Blondie broke away from their kissing and looked at me, smiling lewdly as she said, “I told you we’d put on a super-hot show for you, didn’t I, Dickie boy?”
Grinning at Beau, she murmured, “And we’re just gettin’ started aren’t we darlin?”
When he didn’t immediately respond, she asked with gentle concern, “Hey, baby, that wasn’t it for the night was it? You said you’d come inside me…you promised.”
Pulling him close, she kissed him lovingly then murmured, “Oh mon Dieu, I want you to make love to me, bébé. I want to feel that big, black dick inside me and I want you to come in me. Can you come again, lover? I want you to come in me, tu sais mon amour (you know)?”
Beau smiled at her straightforward language, reassuring her that, given a little recovery time he could still perform. Hefting his soft cock in her hand, she licked his mouth sensuously and said,
“You’d better, goujon (stud) ’cause I’m not leavin’ here tonight…” She paused, fixing me with a meaningful look, “Make that dans la matinée (in the morning), ’til you’ve come in me at least once, sugar. I’ve been imaginin’ for two months now how fuckin’ good it was gonna feel to make you come in me an’ tonight we’re gonna do just that, lover, d’accord?”
Pulling away from him, she glanced in the dresser mirror and reacted with exaggerated horror,
“Good grief, Beau, you really did a number on me! Looks like you really haven’t come for a month, have you? My word, you sure made a mess of this ol’ girl!”
Giving him a quick kiss, she grinned and said, “But this ol’ girl loved every minute of it, darlin. Now you rest up, mon amour, while I go repair the damages, d’accord?”
With that, she headed into the bathroom to make repairs and I followed, telling Beau I had to take a leak. Blondie was standing at the mirror using comb and washcloth to get the remnants of semen from her hair. Closing the door behind me, I said, “Boy, that was certainly exciting!”