She walked into the bar like she owned the place, short skirt riding high on her thighs, tits pushed up in a tight top that left nothing to the imagination. Jake spotted her right away. He bought her a drink, they talked for ten minutes, and she leaned in close. "I like it rough and I like cum on my face," she said straight out. No games. Her name was Mia and she meant every word.
They left five minutes later. In the cab she grabbed his cock through his jeans and squeezed. "I want this down my throat first," she told him. Jake paid the driver and they barely made it inside his apartment before she dropped to her knees in the hallway. She unzipped him, pulled his dick out, and started sucking like she was starving. Wet, sloppy sounds filled the air as she took him deep, gagging when his head hit the back of her throat. Spit ran down her chin onto her tits. She looked up at him with watery eyes and moaned around his shaft.
"Fuck my face," she said when she pulled off for air. Jake grabbed her hair and shoved back in. He thrust hard, using her mouth, balls slapping her chin. Mia took it, hands on his thighs, letting him fuck her throat until strings of spit connected her lips to his cock every time he pulled out. She was already rubbing her clit under her skirt, panties soaked.
He pulled her up, bent her over the couch, and yanked her skirt up. No teasing. He shoved two fingers into her pussy, found her dripping, and replaced them with his cock in one thrust. Mia cried out, pushing back against him. "Harder. Fuck me like you mean it." Jake pounded her, skin slapping loud, her ass jiggling with every slam. She reached back and spread her cheeks so he could go deeper. "Don't cum inside. I want it on my face."
He fucked her until her legs shook, then pulled out and spun her around. Mia dropped again, mouth open, tongue out. Jake stroked fast and shot thick ropes across her face. The first hit her forehead, the next her cheek and lips. She kept her mouth wide, catching some on her tongue, then licked her lips clean while more dripped down her chin onto her tits. "Mmm, fuck yes," she moaned, rubbing the cum into her skin with her fingers before sucking them clean. "I love that shit."
They didn't stop there. Mia stayed the night. In the shower she sucked him again, water running over both of them, then turned around and let him fuck her ass while she fingered her pussy. When he was close she pulled off, knelt under the spray, and took another load across her face, eyes closed, smiling as it mixed with the water. "Again," she said after, already stroking him back to hardness.
By morning she had taken three more facials. One while she rode him on the bed, leaning down so he could paint her cheeks and nose. Another bent over the kitchen counter after breakfast, his cum dripping onto the floor while she licked the last drops from his tip. The last one in front of the mirror so she could watch. She spread the cum over her face with both hands, then smeared it across her tits and licked her palms. "I can't get enough," she told him, voice hoarse from all the throat fucking. "Most girls don't like it but I do. Makes me feel dirty and used in the best way."
Jake called her the next weekend. She showed up in the same short skirt, no panties this time. They skipped the bar talk. He had her on all fours on the living room floor within minutes, pounding her pussy until she was begging.
When he flipped her onto her back she held her tits together and opened her mouth. "Right here. Cover me." He came hard, long spurts hitting her face, some landing in her hair, some across her open mouth. Mia swallowed what she could, then used his softening cock to smear the rest around her cheeks and lips like lotion.
They started meeting regularly. Mia would text him pictures of her face after work, clean and made up, with captions like "Needs your cum." Or she'd show up at his door already wet, drop to her knees in the entryway, and suck until he gave her what she wanted. Sometimes he came on her while she fingered herself to orgasm, watching the cum land. Other times he made her wait, edging her with his cock until she was desperate, then blasting her face while she came untouched just from the sight and feel of it.
One night she brought a friend who wanted to watch. Mia got on her knees between them, alternating sucking both cocks, then took Jake's load across her face while the other guy jerked off onto her tits. She rubbed everything together, smiling, cum and spit everywhere. "See?" she told the friend. "This is what I like."
Months later she still texted the same thing after every meetup: "Best facial yet." Mia never pretended otherwise. She liked getting fucked hard and she liked the hot, sticky finish on her face more than anything else. And she made sure every guy she let inside her knew exactly where to finish.
