She's a little disappointed when he pulls out of her. It's not like she wanted him to come inside her, since she's not on the pill or anything, but it's sort of a letdown to have the guy pull out before he's done. She likes it best if he keeps going to the last second and then pulls out right as he comes, but she knows this is hard, he usually seems to end up "accidentally" shooting the first couple of shots inside her if he does it this way.

When he pulls out early like this, she knows what he always wants to do and even though she's expecting it and she thinks it's kind of yucky, she feels a momentary thrill when he climbs up on her chest and straddles her upper arms. She knows what this means: It's come-shot time, and she's going to get a full load in the face.

---

She'll never forget the first time he did this to her. She was having her period and it was pretty heavy so they couldn't have sex. They were laying on his bed, making out, and she had her hand down his pants and was sort of giving him a little handjob. Not that she really knew what she was doing, but she was giving it a try.

Then he's like, "Would it be all right if I masturbate?"

"Yeah," she said, grinning at him. She likes to watch him jack off, and she knows he likes to show his dick off to her.

He took his pants off and got up on his knees so his cock was up above her and he started jacking.

Pretty soon he's breathing hard and then all the sudden he turned his hips and pointed his dick right at her face. She didn't have time to react at all; before she even realized what was happening, a big ol' shot of come splattered against her cheek and on her neck. It was warm and thick and gross. She jerked away involuntarily, but the next shot hit her even harder, there was even more come in this shot, and this time it fired along side her nose and hit her eye. After this she had her face turned to the side, but he sat up above her, aiming her cock down at her and pumping four or five more shots onto her forehead and her cheek and into her hair.

When he was finally done unloading, she looked up at him. He shook his cock, droplets flying down onto her, then he started laughing. She grinning at him. "You bastard!" she said. "What a mess!"

"I know, right? Let me get you a towel!"

---

Now he's climbed up on her and he starts masturbating, right in front of her face. Like always, she's amazed at how huge his cock is; his hands are large and he is using both of them, and yet, with each downstroke, she can still see his big purplish head poke out above his upper hand. His balls look huge, too, hanging down three inches from his shaft and swinging forward and backward as his hands pull up and down on the skin of his shaft. She loves to look at that huge cock, those huge balls; she loves to watch him masturbate, and she loves to watch him come.

He sits up on his knees so that his testicles are hanging above her. Staring at his balls, she reaches down between her legs and starts rubbing her fingers up and down on her clitoris, in time with his strokes on his cock. Her pussy is sore and sensitive, he's just been fucking her very rough for fifteen minutes, but it feels wonderful to masturbate with him.

He sits back, on her chest again, and he points his cock at her face and his legs start shaking. Oh my god he's gonna come! Her fingers start frantically rubbing her clit, she wants to come with him, and she squints in anticipation of his eruption hitting her face.

---

He loves to look at her while he jacks off. She's so beautiful, she has a round chin and full cheeks that give her a childish, cherub look. It gives him a great thrill, a great sense of power and control, to defile such an angelic face with his come. Her dark, piercing eyes are squinting now in anticipation of his come-shot, but he's not going to come yet, he's only teasing her. He loves the look on her face when she thinks it's about to happen, and he loves to keep her off-guard, so that she never really knows when he's going to come. It's always so much more fun if the girl doesn't know it's going to happen until the first shot is already splattered across her face.

---

He sits back down on her chest and points his cock up in the air again, and she slows her fingers down. She knows what he's doing. He's just pretending he's going to come, he likes to do that, to make her flinch. What a bastard!

He sits back up on his knees, hanging his big swinging balls above her again. Wanting him to put his balls in her face, she opens her mouth, letting him know that she'll suck them if he wants her to. He obviously wants her too, he settles them down on her nose and mouth and she sucks them in and then he sits there, masturbating and grinning while he looks down at her, watching her suck his balls. She feels very dirty, a dirty little ball-sucker. _His_ dirty little ball-sucker.

His balls are huge, she has to open her mouth as wide as possible just to get them both in at the same time, and even then they barely fit. She can taste the mustiness of his sweat and the saltiness of her pussy on them, and the taste nearly causes her to orgasm right then, she has to slow her fingers down so that she doesn't come. As she runs her tongue along his balls, exploring their oblong shape, she feels his hair, they are very hairy. The feeling of his hair against her tongue makes her instinctively want to gag, but she fights it off.

Much too early, in her opinion, he sits up and pulls his balls out of her mouth. She sucks harder as he pulls them out, wanting to keep them in, not wanting them to leave. But then she realizes why he pulled out, he's pointing his cock at her face again and his legs start shaking again. Oh my god he's gonna come for real this time! She squints, she's ready. Come on, asshole, do it!

---

As he points his cock at her again, he marvels at what a little slut she is. He's never had a woman so eager to suck his balls, and this little tramp is only thirteen. Her angelic face looks absolutely spectacular when she's got her mouth full of his nut sack. It's a fantastic contrast, much like her soft, light-brown hair that normally falls in delicate curls around her face but is now matted to her forehead with sweat from fifteen minutes of rough, hard sex.

She's squinting in anticipation again. He could come now, if he wanted. He's certainly ready. Point-blank. Ready, aim...

---

He slows his hands down and points his cock up again. Now she's getting a little pissed. Having flinched twice now, thinking that he's really going to come, she looks up at him when he points his cock away again, like, "Come on, bastard, if you're going to do it, do it!" But his balls are in her face again, bouncing merrily up and down while he jacks off.

He points his cock back at her again, and this time she doesn't even bother to flinch, she just looks at him, like, "Oh, come on, you're not going to come."

Then he sits up above her and settles his balls down on her face, this time up higher on her nose so that her mouth is up against his anus. Without even really thinking, she sticks her tongue out and gives his asshole a big, wet lick. She has no idea what inspires her to do this, she's never done anything like it before and she feels incredibly dirty while she does it. Luckily he'd taken a shower before they had sex so it was decently clean but it tastes pretty much like his balls, like sweat and pussy.

After that he sits back and grins at her with a look that says, "You dirty little slut I can't believe you just licked my asshole" and that's exactly how she feels, too. And he aims his cock at her face again. Now he just leaves it pointed right at her and he's jacking off really hard, and so is she, she's pretty sure that he's going to do it now. But she doesn't flinch, she doesn't want to give him the pleasure of knowing that she's nervous, or excited, or even cares one way or the other about his stupid come.

---

He's glad to see she doesn't flinch. That's where he wants her, so that she's given up on guessing when he's going to do it. Now it's time to come.

---

She's rubbing her clit hard now, she's pretty sure he's going to come and she wants to come with him. His legs start shaking but she doesn't flinch, she's not going to give him the satisfaction of knowing she's nervous about it. He slows down a bit, she knew it, the bastard is still playing games.

But he keeps it pointed right at her, only two inches from her. She knows that when he finally does come, it's going to be a point blank shot, hard and messy and she can't wait. She's staring right at the tip of his cock, hoping to see the very moment when his semen comes out of him. The she looks up at him. He looks very sexy right now, his big balls and his big penis in the foreground, his strong hands and arms and chest up above her, his sweaty face looking down at her like a man looking down on his whore. She looks back at his penis, at the little hole in the tip of his head. When's it going to come? Is it going to come now? Then she looks back up at him. Please come now, she tries to tell him with her look. I'm ready to be your little come slut.

She's on the verge of orgasming, her body is starting to buck and she doesn't want to stop.

---

He's ready now, he's pointing it right at her, point-blank two inches from her nose. He's keeping his legs steady, he's giving no sign, she has no idea that two seconds from now her beautiful, angelic face will be covered with the first of a half-dozen ropes of thick, sticky, warm semen. She's looking up at him with dark, imploring eyes--"Come on, big guy," they seem to be saying, "cover my beautiful childlike face with your nasty junk. Do it!"--then she looks back down at the tip of his cock again. And then he feels it burning inside him. He is coming now.

His legs start shaking uncontrollably, but it doesn't matter anymore, she won't have time to react, his come is barreling down through his prostate and into his penis.

---

If we could slow down time, to super-slow-motion, this would be how it would happen: The first thing she sees is his penis stiffen; it grows slightly longer, perhaps by as much as a half-inch, and it arches, curving upward even more than it already is; it does this, she knows, because if it were in her vagina it would be reaching in, and up, to guarantee that its sperm is injected directly into her womb. Such a fascinating thing a penis is, a perfect semen-injecting tool.

She is staring at the tip, at the hole that is the opening of his urethra, and she sees it widen as a large, thick stream of pearl-colored liquid exits his penis and propels directly at her nose at amazing speed. It is as if every molecule in the stream of liquid is in an terrific race to be the first one to hit her face.

As the leading edge of his first shot propels from his cock, she notices how thick the stream of fluid is; viscous, oily. Its thickness makes its high velocity all the more amazing. She is astounded by the force that the penis is able to muster when it expels its semen. It travels an inch and a half, now two, now it is in contact with the tip of her nose. Now the leading edge slides up her nose to the bridge, propelled by the force of the fluid behind it. It falls off her nose, into her eye, and the fluid behind it excitedly catches up, overtakes it, slams into the upper part of her eye socket, showering droplets everywhere, then propels further on, up to her forehead and into her hair. Her body begins to buck as she orgasms.

The semen is hot and thick, and there is an amazing quantity of it, but she knows the next shot is coming and it will be even larger than the first. She hardly has time to even close her eye before the second shot is hitting her upper lip, her nose, up and inside her nostril, then her cheek and her left eye. Then a third, a fourth, a fifth shot, long ropes of thick semen covering her beautiful face. He wipes the last drops off on her lips before leaning back.

He starts laughing, in part because he feels foolish for doing this to her, and in part because he feels such a wonderful release. She wipes come from her eyes and starts giggling too, from the silliness of it all. "You got some up my nose," she says. "Gross!"

He climbs off the bed. "Just a sec, I'll get a towel."