Icing On The Cake

"Good, right there Josie," Tyler said, bringing her back to Earth. "Hold that pose."

Jocelyn turned to Tyler, now aware that she was staring right into Tyler's camera.

She stared into the camera nervously as Danny, behind her, pulled up her shirt and bra, revealing her tiny A-cup breasts, milky white with small tan, gauged nipples.

Pete, at her naval, grabbed her hips and turned her around, forcing Jocelyn to come face to face with Danny for the first time. He had deep blue eyes that she lost herself in as he pulled her into a deep kiss, Pete on his knees behind her now, staring right at her exposed butt. Matt simply began touching Jocelyn wherever he could. Pete stared at a thin string of black lace hooked between both of Jocelyn's small cheeks that barely covered her pussy. It was the only thing covering her. When Jocelyn felt Pete's kisses land on her exposed butt, she couldn't concentrate and felt her body flood with desire. Soon, Pete was kneading both cheeks deeply as Danny slipped his hand beneath the material of her panties and slid it down her smooth skin, down over her hairless vulva. Jocelyn let out a slight whimper into the man's mouth as he started to massage the outside of her vulva, gently dragging his fingers purposefully around her lips, back and forth. Then, Pete hooked his fingers inside the bands of her underwear and pulled them off her hips, revealing her dripping pussy staring at him from behind, begging to be tasted and entered.

When Pete pulled her down to her knees, she came face to face with Danny's exposed penis and instantly remembered why she was there: to suck a lot of cock.

Jocelyn grabbed the man's organ and felt it twitch and grow in her grip. She started to massage the beautiful thing in both of her hands, kneading it like clay. She loved the look of him, his engorged head throbbing and aching for attention only she could give him. His hand fell on the back of her head and she felt him guide himself between her lips, into her mouth. The second Danny's penis entered her mouth, Jocelyn heard the sound of pictures snapping off and looked up in enough time to see Tyler pointing his Nikon right at her. She turned her attention back to her blowjob and began to disappear the man into her throat and bob up and down on him. She wrapped her tongue around the tip, swirled it around it, and then took him back into the back of her throat while Matt and Pete fought over who would get to lick her cunt from behind. She felt their tongues running over the folds of her lips, parting them and penetrating her, fingering her and tormenting her.

"Can I finger your ass?" she heard Matt ask innocently.

Jocelyn slipped Danny's aching cock from her mouth, a strand of saliva connecting his pre-cum soaked head to her luscious lips. She turned back to Matt and Pete, stretching the long strand of pre-cum with her and just smiled at the two boys who looked like toddlers lost in a candy store. They had her cheeks pulled apart, her pussy and sphincter exposed to them and then Tyler's camera. She had never had these parts of her body or these intimate acts photographed before professionally.

The idea that they were being captured now excited her beyond control.

"Go for it," she said, just as quickly returning to the cock in front of her. But just as she turned back to Danny, he slapped his cock all over her forehead. At that exact moment, Jocelyn felt a finger rub the mess from her pussy all over her exposed ass, lubricating the tight hole just before slipping deep inside it. Jocelyn moaned just as she shot Danny a look of feigned betrayal while he continued to slap his cock all over her face, spraying speckles of pre-cum all over her forehead and hair.

"Do you like that?" Danny asked her.

"Oh yeah..." she moaned in response more to the sensation of feeling her tight ass drilled.

Finally, Danny stuffed himself back into Jocelyn's mouth as Matt approached her, now completely nude. His erection was dripping with pre-cum already, throbbing for her attention. So Jocelyn grabbed it, and replaced it into her mouth while she stroked Danny beside her face. She heard more photos being taken of her and opened her eyes to see Tyler pointing a camera right at her. She closed her eyes again and continued to fellate both boys back and forth. Finally, Danny grabbed the back of Jocelyn's head and rammed his cock into the back of her throat and began to throat-fuck her with unchallenged fervor. The awful gagging sounds emitting from the back of her throat made Heather cringe, especially when she saw copious amounts of saliva and pre-cum spilling out the corners of her mouth.

Jocelyn's make-up began to run as her chin became ruined with Danny's mess. When he finally released her Matt was already stroking himself toward release. A spider-web of pre-cum and saliva was connecting Jocelyn to both Matt and Danny.

"I can't believe I'm going to get to cum on your face..." he kept moaning.

"Whys that?" Jocelyn asked.

"Because it's so beautiful. I can't think of anywhere I'd rather cum than all over it."

"Is that what you like to do, cum on pretty girls' faces?" Jocelyn asked innocently.

"There's nothing more satisfying than looking down at a beautiful woman, covered in your own cum," Matt admitted, stroking himself rapidly over Jocelyn's face.

Jocelyn watched Matt's purple head throb and grow like a balloon filling up with too much air. Then, finally, Matt's penis burst and sent a thick rope of pearly white crème rocketing up the entire length of her virgin face. It landed over her vibrant red bangs and forehead, splattering across the bridge of her nose and finally ending across her cheek beside her chin. He felt like an artist, painting a fresh canvas with a tube of white paint. Her features were so delicate, her skin so soft.

She looked up at him with, her eyes feigning a betrayed innocence as more cum splashed onto her youthful features. The sound of Tyler's camera firing off reminded Jocelyn that every moment of this forbidden act was being caught on camera. The man shot another thick helping of semen directly above her brow, which added to a pool of crème already congealing against her milky white skin. The sperm poured down over her brow, into Jocelyn's eyelashes while effectively sealing her right eye shut while continuing down into a mess of frosting splattered against her soft cheeks. Still, Jocelyn kept giving Matt that same look. He felt like he was betraying her, which made the act all the hotter. He grunted and shot one last thick rope of his white, hot see onto the tip of her nose, which connected down onto her upper lip. Finally, he began catching his breath and looked down at Jocelyn, naked and marked in his seed. He just smiled, happy at the damage done.

"So that's what a suicide girl looks like with cum on her face," Matt said.

"Take all the time you want to admire your masterpiece, sweetie," Jocelyn said.

"Really?" he asked.

"Yeah..."

While Matt began stroking himself back to erection, Danny shoved his cock back into Jocelyn's mouth, her eyes still locked on Matt's. Danny removed himself from Jocelyn's face and then screamed out as she shot rope after rope of white semen across her temples and cheeks that dripped and slid down her delicate features. Matt started grunting and bucking against his own hand as Jocelyn began to massage and knead his balls, fixated on his urethra. Her one eye looked back up at him, while fresh cum continued to spill down the canvas of her face, leaving a slimy trail behind it like a slug does traveling across concrete. She wanted to truly drain this boy and knew he had a little bit of firepower left inside him. It was hers.

"Come on sweetie, I don't have enough cum on my face. I want some more."

"Are you sure?" Matt literally cried, his face scrunched up and bright red. Jocelyn thought he might be possessed the way his body contorted this way and then that.

"I am, come on. Cover me face in more of your hot, sticky cum," she begged.

"Tell me what you want... specifically..." he started to cry out.

"I want you to ejaculate all the semen you have left in these beautiful balls all over this cum-covered face. I want it really bad, Matt. Please, give it to me! Cum on my face! Cum all over my pretty little sperm-soaked face and mark me as yours again!"

Matt cried out and shot a thick strand of sperm out of his semi-erect penis, which landed right on Jocelyn's virgin cheek. He moved his cock quickly over her face and let the rest sort of dribble out into the mess on her forehead, which continued to slide down her nose and into the mess on her cheeks. Heather couldn't believe what she was seeing, Jocelyn's face being painted and marked like it belonged to these boys, when in fact it belonged to her. Jocelyn smiled at Matt and winked at him.

"Thanks, sweetie," she said, her one eye still sealed shut with his cum. "Who's next?" she asked.

Pete finally pulled out of her ass and approached her, stroking his cock over her face and erupted a thick, creamy rope of icing onto her nose, which hung off it and dangled awkwardly in front of her lips. Jocelyn smiled up at the boy as she saw his cock literally surge just before another thick rope of semen shot out of his urethra into her forehead just above her eyebrow. The thick helping of hot, white seed started spilled into the mess covering her eye. But the boy wasn't done as he turned his penis toward her cheek and shot two more thick bursts of his seed against her cheek, which continued to run down the lengths of her face and spill down onto her exposed breasts, already splattered with small globules of semen.

"How long were you holding that in?" she asked Pete honestly.

Tyler positioned himself to take more pictures.

"Wow, look at that icicle just hanging there..." Tyler mentioned, referencing the long strand of goo hanging off Jocelyn's nose that swung awkwardly around with the slightest move she made. She remained still so as to let Tyler capture the image on film forever. She imagined how she must look and wondered when she'd get to see the damage first hand. No, not yet, she thought. This is just the beginning.

Another guy approached Jocelyn, already fully nude. She didn't remember the face too well, but the cock instantly looked familiar. Jocelyn reached her hand down between her legs and felt the mess Pete had made there by playing with her. She was dripping wet, and shuddered at the slightest touch she was so sensitive. The young man above her looked about her age with short, dark hair and long sideburns. His cock twitched when she reached up with her free hand to massage it ever so gently. It was like a living, breathing animal with a mind of its own just looking for release all over expecting face. The man started to groan, his cock dripping with pre-cum and waiting to explode. Finally, he grabbed himself from her and started to stroke himself right at her face. Jocelyn just stared right into it.

"How would you like some sperm on those lips sweetheart?" she heard him say.

She nodded and barely breathed a response.

"Pucker those lips," the young man said.

Jocelyn did as she was told and puckered her lips dramatically just before the man masturbating over her shot a thick burst of white cream all over her luscious, lips. The semen congealed over her silver piercings and started to slide down her chin. More, thick bursts of sperm splattered in thick pools over her glistening lips and added to the mess of sticky semen on her chin that continued to drip off her face.

"God... look at all that cum. Why don't you play with it for us?" the man asked.

Jocelyn raised an eyebrow.

"Play with it?" she said, the physical action of her opening her mouth to speak causing the fresh batch of semen congealed on her lips to stretch and splinter into a spider-web of strands that connected her upper lips to her bottom. The long rope of cum dangling off her nose then fell into her mouth and she let it sit there, pooling over her tongue. Jocelyn got an idea and then ran her tongue around the strand of icing, back and forth, and then closed her mouth again. She opened it again, ever so slowly, causing the spider-web of cum between her lips to expand with the long rope of semen that was still caught on her cute, cum-covered nose.

"Holy shit..." the man said, his cock deflating, balls completely drained.

Tyler got down on his knees and pointed the Nikon right at Jocelyn's crème covered face, capturing the image of thick rivulets and icicles of sperm hanging loosely off her face, and the many designs of cum that splintered between her lips.

Heather stood on the sidelines and continued to watch young boy after young boy line up to shoot his load all over her girlfriend's face. After another ten loads, Jocelyn couldn't open her eyes, her signature red hair was ruined with graffiti of thick white strands, her bangs matted and congealed to her cum-drenched forehead. Heather thought her girlfriend looked like somebody had opened packet after packet of vanilla yogurt and just dumped the contents all over her face.

"Okay, guys... lets take five!" Tyler finally exclaimed after one young man shot most of his load up into Jocelyn's fire engine red hair.

Heather rushed over to his girlfriend, frozen on her knees, leaning back on her hands and coated in cum. She cringed at the sight, could smell the sultry cum marking her girlfriend from head to toe at this point. Jocelyn was still playing with her clit, a thick, wet spot on the sheets beneath her pussy. Heather wasn't sure how much more she could take, and yet... there was something deeply erotic about the act of letting her girlfriend submit to all of these men and acting as their cum dumpster. Jocelyn whimpered as she began to rub herself harder and harder.

"Is that you?" Jocelyn asked, eyes sealed deep beneath the cum coating on her face.

"It is. Do you want me to get you anything?" Heather asked.

"Just watch me cum..." Jocelyn moaned, rubbing her clit more furiously.

"Are you close?" Heather asked.

"Extremely," Jocelyn moaned, the ecstasy surging through her pussy vibrating against her most sensitive nerve-endings like wild electricity. Heather looked around, suddenly aware that she was the center of attention. She didn't want to deny her girlfriend her most carnal desire, but didn't want to be on display, either.

"Kiss me..." Jocelyn moaned, a pearly white statute and testament to the male orgasm on display for all of her followers and fans to soon see and admire.

The words stung Heather like a bee.

"What?"

"Please!" Jocelyn practically screamed, rubbing her sopping pussy like a horny schoolgirl thinking about her first boyfriend screwing her from behind while her parents prepared dinner downstairs.

Heather groaned in protest, the smell of semen and Jocelyn's sex overpowering Heather and sending her hormones into overdrive. In a sheer moment of panic, Heather bent down and pulled Jocelyn's frosted face into her hands and brought her crème coated lips to hers, their kiss laced with cum. Heather's tongue slipped into Jocelyn's mouth coated in semen and she felt the cool liquid smear against her nose and cheeks. The sensation of kissing her girlfriend in such a forbidden way, of feeling the mess on her face against her own skin, caused her body to flood with excitement unexpectedly. When Heather finally pulled away, a thick spider-web of cum peeled away from Jocelyn's face, still attached to her own. She heard the sound of hollering and cheering, saw Tyler's camera snapping off the moment.

"Wait... what are you doing?" Heather asked, still attached to her girlfriend.

"Wow, that was an amazing kiss..." Jocelyn, breathed.

"Capturing that kiss! That was amazing, keep it up!" Tyler said.

"Oh, no... I was just helping my girl..." but Jocelyn grabbed the back of her head and forced her back into a cum-laced kiss, more sperm smearing against her bronze face while Jocelyn forced a thick helping of the substance into her mouth. It tasted salty and bittersweet, and she wasn't sure what to do with it other than swallow, which she did hesitantly. Then, before she knew what was happening, Heather felt Jocelyn find her shirt and lift it up over her head, breaking all of the strands of sticky cum connecting their faces. She had managed to pull her shirt off, leaving her there in a white, lacey bra for all to ogle at. She smiled bashfully.

"What are you doing?" Heather asked, still shocked at the feeling of the cool cum smeared over her face (and over the fact that a small load was now in her tummy).

Jocelyn wiped two scoops of icing from her eyes and opened them, straining to see again. She saw her girlfriend's bronze face, tainted in congealed, white seed. The image was too much for Jocelyn to take. That's when an idea had occurred to her.

"Tyler, do you still have that toy from the shoot you did last week. The pink thing you used for the twins you shot on Valentine's Day?" Jocelyn asked.

Tyler raised an eyebrow and a devilish smile appeared on his face.

"Are you sure?" Tyler asked.

"Yes! Please, get it for us. Now!" Jocelyn exclaimed.

Tyler nodded and disappeared upstairs.

Heather just stared back at her girlfriend as she crawled over to her and reached around her back to unfasten her bra. Heather tried to catch the garment before it fell off her breasts, but Jocelyn tore it off them and tossed it aside. Heather scrambled to cover herself, but it was no use. Then, Jocelyn went for her pants.

"What are you doing!" Heather exclaimed, having to reveal her breasts to the whole room in order to stop something far more private from being shown.

"Trust me," Jocelyn said, smiling.

"I'll do no such thing, right now!" Heather said, seeing the carnal need to cum clearly having overtaken Jocelyn's every other inhibition.

Then, Tyler returned down the stairs, this time naked, and approached Heather with a large, pink, double-sided dildo in his hand that truly shocked her. He handed it to her and she stared at his penis. It was meaty and clean-shaven, dripping with pre-cum. Heather's eyes went wide, and then looked at the double-sided object in his hand and wondered about its purpose. Heather turned back to the man's penis and pictured it in her mouth for some reason.

"Get on all fours," he said.

"Why? Why are you naked?" she kept asking.

But Jocelyn was already forcing her into position, yanking her pants and underwear off her hips immediately after. Heather tried to fight, but wasn't powerful enough. When she heard her pants start to strain in the struggle, she started to freak out and shot a meaningful look back to her cum-coated lover.

"All right! Just don't rip them," she asked.

Jocelyn nodded and soon both girls were on their hands and knees, naked.

Heather's breasts hung down off her chest as she assumed the position. She looked up, turned and saw Jocelyn repositioning herself on all fours directly behind her. What was going on? Did Jocelyn know something she didn't? Then she felt Tyler's assistant stuff one end of the vein-clad dildo inside her pussy. A second later, he shoved the other end of it inside Jocelyn and stepped away. A long double-sided dildo now connected their aching holes.

"Now, buck back and forth and fuck each other," Tyler commanded.

"What? I am not a..." Heather began, her thought cut off when she felt Jocelyn buck back against the dildo, sending a healthy portion of it rocketing backward into her own pussy. "Whore!" she finished with a scream.

Heather felt a surge of pleasure flood her pussy and then bucked back against it, pushing it deeper back inside herself while simultaneously sending it back inside Jocelyn. She looked up at the all of the young men who hadn't yet blown their loads on Jocelyn watching her intently like a performing animal acting out their sexual fetish. Heather felt humiliated suddenly, but decided to just focus on her own pleasure. She was sweating and aching for attention, the taste of Jocelyn still on her lips, the smell just under her nostrils. She wanted to have her ass eaten too, but couldn't focus anymore. God this felt good, she thought! Heather felt each impact cause her perfect ass to jiggle and her breasts to wobble. Each tremor was ecstasy, each thrust euphoria. And then there was the cum, smeared all over her face. She didn't even know the names of the boys whose genetic material now swam freely all over her face.