Full mouth of cum
Title: “The Euro Teen’s Facial Fantasy”
Stunning brunette teen Snow Merlin finds herself lost in a relentless daydream, one that transports her to a sultry, dimly lit room. The soft glow of a single lamp illuminates her delicate features, highlighting her flushed cheeks and hooded, hungry eyes. She reclines on the plush sofa, her lithe body clad in a skimpy white tank top and matching panties, the thin fabric doing little to conceal her perky breasts and the damp patch at the crotch.
Snow’s mind drifts to the handsome stranger she encountered earlier that day, her hips squirming with each fleeting memory. She pictures him, tall and toned, his chiseled jawline accented by a perfectly trimmed beard. His piercing blue eyes meet hers, smoldering with desire as he unravels her in an instant.
Snow’s slender fingers trail lazily over her body, tracing the curves of her breasts through the flimsy fabric. Her nipples strain against the thin material, begging to be freed. She obediently peels off her top, exposing her creamy flesh to the cool air. She arches her back, sending the weightless garment adrift.
The brunette beauty slides one hand down her stomach, her fingers lingering at the waistband of her panties. She inhales sharply, the memories of the stranger flooding back. His strong hands exploring her body, his rigid member pressing against her thigh, his skilled tongue teasing her most intimate places. Snow’s hand disappears beneath the elastic of her underwear, her fingers delving into the slick folds.
As her fingers dance along her sensitive clit, Snow’s other hand travels back to her neglected breast. She rolls her nipple between her thumb and forefinger, pinching lightly. A soft moan escapes her parted lips, the sound echoing off the walls.
Lost in the throes of her fantasy, Snow succumbs to the throbbing ache between her legs. Her hips buck against her hand, seeking more. She slides her panties down, the damp fabric clinging to her skin before pooling around her ankles. Totally naked, she spreads her legs wide, giving her hand full access to her dripping sex.
Snow’s fingers plunge in and out of her tight hole as her imagination runs wild. The faceless stranger from her daydream resurfaces, his head buried between her thighs. She can feel his tongue roaming over her most intimate places, his nose brushing against her sensitive clit. Her moans grow louder, more urgent, as her fingers pick up the pace.
The stranger’s mouth covers her tight entrance, sucking greedily as he consumes her nectar. His hands grip her hips roughly, holding her in place as he devours her. Snow’s own hand substitutes for his skilled mouth, her fingers pumping in and out of her gushing hole with abandon.
Snow’s free hand actually comes down on top of her head. She can feel the thoughts behind her eyes as she looks forward. “Cum inside me”, she says. “Fill me up with your cum. Give me your facial.” The stranger complies, his cock throbbing as it spurts stream after stream of hot semen onto her face. Snow’s fingers switch up their rhythm again and again before freezing in place as she arches her back in a shuddering crescendo.
Her moans morph into soft whimpers as her body trembles with pleasure, the aftershocks of her climax coursing through her veins. Snow’s fingers emerge from between her thighs, coated in her own essence.
She sits up slowly, her body still pulsating from the intense orgasm. Grabbing a tissue from the nearby end table, she wipes her hand clean before dabbing at her sticky thighs. A satisfied grin spreads across her flushed face, her eyes still glazed over with post-coital bliss.
As Snow’s heart rate slowly returns to normal, the erotic images in her mind begin to fade. But the lingering satisfaction remains, a testament to the power of her imagination and her insatiable hunger for carnal pleasure.
She settles back into the cushions of the sofa, her naked body glistening with sweat. Her tank top and panties lie forgotten on the floor, discarded in the heat of the moment. Snow’s eyes flutter closed as she drifts off to sleep, already dreaming of the next round of explosive fantasies that await her.
