"I know this sounds odd, but would you consider fucking my mouth and cumming on my face.... On camera tomorrow?"
Outside of working in porn, that would definitely be an odd request and made more so as it came from an ex GF that I've only had sporadic contact with across the last eighteen months. Naturally my answer was yes, but let's back it up a bit before we get into the details of my Fans Site ex girlfriend.
Brit is 23, maybe 5' 6", rolling curvy hips and 34 D's that are hosts to permanently hard nipples. Her brunette hair caps giant brown eyes and pouty lips. She's a gorgeous girl with a hell of an adventurous streak. We dated early in college, but I had graduated and moved on to a career and when we last spoke she was one hundred percent focused on finishing school and consequently had time for little else. I loved her drive and encouraged her to focus on school.
We had gone our separate ways with only a few check-in texts still connecting us until the fateful Saturday I received the above mentioned call. It actually started as a text "You have a minute to talk?"
Men hate open ended conversation requests and I immediately assumed there was some sort of drama behind it. I dropped into a comfortable chair with a fresh beer and let it happen. As you might expect, the outcome was far from predictable.
"So, I'm just going to be straight with you, last year I was struggling to focus on school, the bartending job was killing me and the part time cleaning lady gig was just gross, when a friend of mine dared me to start a Fans Site account and let's just say things have gone well..."
Hmmm... not what I had expected, but a fun twist and if anything it was nice to hear Brits voice. She continued.
"School is great, I'm top of my classes and will graduate this fall, I haven't served a drink or cleaned a house in months and I have never been more secure." Shared Brit.
OK, so why am I getting a call if everything is fine? Hang on, let's see what the sexy Brit really wants. Help with a move? Harm a shitty boyfriend? Ride to the airport? After the first few sentences I had little idea of what was to come.
After confirming I knew what the site was all about, Brit got to the crux of the call.
"So, this is where you come in..." She paused as if to gather her thoughts, or maybe it was courage that needed gathering. I took a swig off my beer.
"I know this sounds odd, but would you consider fucking my mouth and cumming on my face.... On camera tomorrow?"
I spit beer all over myself and nearly dropped the phone.
Before I could answer or clean up, she elaborated.
"I have a client that makes special requests and I film stuff for him. He pays me a lot of money to watch me cum on vibrators, wear nipple clamps and put plugs in my ass. Certainly not stuff I dislike and I'll be honest, I cum nearly every time."
My brain was still processing, although other parts of me had already issued their wholehearted approval.
"He recently requested seeing my mouth fucked and a facial, I had initially said no as I do not have or want a guy in my life until after school, but then I thought about the money and that's when I reached out to you."
I'm not one to turn down a sexy woman asking me to fuck her face, but doing stuff on camera added a weird twist and I shared as much.
"Come on Brian, I know you like a good blow job, I'll dress sexy and you get to cum all over my face and then go home, I'm like a hooker that gets paid by other people." justified Brit.
She was an enthusiastic sexual partner and easily the loudest woman I've ever slept with, so my judgement was more than clouded.
"Shave yourself smooth, come over at 4:00 tomorrow, I'll be all set up and on my knees waiting. Your face won't be on camera, just your big cock violating my mouth. Oh and don't cum tonight, save it for the shoot and thank you Brian."
More things I suspect are only said in the porn industry. I love a twisted adventure and had not been dating lately, so a Sunday afternoon with Brits lips wrapped around my dick was just too hard (every pun intended) to pass up, even if there would be a camera and ring lights.
I arrived in loose pants and a t-shirt, but carrying a duffel with the other clothes she had requested I bring in her follow up texts. Brit greeted me wearing a conservative robe, only the smokey makeup hinted at the fun to come.
"God, you're still hot, thank you for coming over. This should be fun." Breathed a flustered Brit.
She led me to a surprisingly large room at the back of her house and revealed her "studio". It appeared to be very professionally set up, a queen bed, an editing bay and several sets with the obligatory ring lights and a cluttered makeup and toy table.
"I know this is a little weird, but I promise you'll enjoy it." We chatted for a bit about school and her new career, she was working out a ton and was even more gorgeous than I remembered and in little time, we had fallen back into the step with each other.
Before long she asked to try out her setup and who was I to say no to that?
"Although I'm only showing your torso and thighs, I don't recommend looking at the camera, it ruins the fantasy. There's a monitor behind me that will have a great view of the action and you need to watch your left arm to avoid blocking my face from the camera." Detailed Brit in something of a mechanical tone as I stripped and stood on her marker.
"Are you ready to fuck my face?" Asked Brit as she dropped her robe and stepped into patent leather heels. The plaid school girl outfit was probably two sizes too small, but revealed white thigh highs, no bra and she had topped it off with the cliche glasses. I just stared as my cock waved approval.
"Do you like the slutty me? Are you thinking about how good your dick will feel in my mouth and how hot it will be to grab a fistful of my hair and cum all over my face?" Asked Brit with a sexy glint I had never seen before. Ok, maybe this was really hot. Brit clicked a few buttons and dropped down in front of me.
"You want me on my knees baby? Kneeling before you with my pouty lips aching to suck your cock? Mmmm, that's it, you're so fucking hard, I love the feeling as you slide across my tongue." And with that Brit had a mouthful of my cock and now only moans emanated from her.
God she was good. Hands rubbing my balls, tongue swirling across the head of my cock and that sexy moan sending vibrations to the very core of my cock.
"You like my mouth baby? Am I doing a good job? Do you want to fuck my face?" Asked a dead sexy Brit with fluttering eyelashes teasing her words from behind oversize glasses.
