Your Face Here V2
Jenna had always been a bit of an exhibitionist. The thrill of being watched, the power of putting herself on display – it was intoxicating. So when she stumbled upon the “Your Face Here” series on her favorite adult site, she knew she had to be a part of it.
The concept was simple: amateur girls would submit a face selfie, and the site would seamlessly edit their face onto a willing porn star’s body in various erotic situations. It was a fantasy come true for girls like Jenna, who craved the voyeuristic rush of having their face seen in the heat of passion.
Jenna thumbed through the thumbnails, her breath quickening as she imagined herself in each scenario. A plump brunette kneeling on a leather couch, servicing two hung studs. A tattooed minx bent over a pool table, skirt flipped up and ass bouncing as she got railed from behind. Jenna could hardly contain herself. She scrolled faster, her panties growing damp.
There, halfway down the page, was the one. A curvy redhead, Dynasty, with pouty lips and bedroom eyes, on all fours in the middle of a plush bedroom. Behind her, a muscular black man knelt, one hand on her hip, the other gripping his massive, saliva-slick cock. Jenna shivered, knowing she would be Dynasty in this one. She could already feel that mushroom head teasing her tender folds…
She clicked through to the submission form, which was laughably simple: just a face pic and the video ID. Jenna snapped a closeup of herself with the puckered duck face, eyes heavily shadowed and glazed with lust. With a giggle and a few tapbacks, she hit submit and waited.
It was only an hour later, as she lay in bed watching trash reality TV, when the notification pinged in. The upload was complete. Jenna’s heart raced as she pulled up the new video.
There she was. Jenna, or Dynasty, in all her glory. The woman’s beauty was breathtaking, but Jenna recognized her own face and features in the lips and eyes and arch of her brows. She looked even more breathtaking, thoroughly debauched. As Dynasty arched her back, she was clearly enjoying every inch of the BBC splitting her open.
Jenna watched, transfixed, as the man began to thrust, his heavy balls swinging like pendulums as he hilited in and out. Dynasty’s pussy was so tight and wet, gripping him like a fist. Jenna could practically feel it herself as she absently massaged her own mound. On screen, Dynasty let out a long moan of pleasure, and Jenna found herself echoing it, rubbing harder through her panties.
She watched as Dynasty took control, riding the man skillfully, professional and bratty at once. The sight was so erotic, Jenna couldn’t bear it. She came hard, creaming herself through her panties at the total depravity of it all.
But the show wasn’t over. Jenna’s eyes widened as the man pulled out of Dynasty’s stretched hole, his fat cock dripping with her juices. With a growl, he flipped her over onto her back. In a flurry of motion, he was pounding into her again, grunting as he chased his own pleasure.
Dynasty writhed under him, her huge breasts heaving as she took his deep strokes. She crossed her legs around his waist and looked directly into the camera, her full lips parted sensuously. “Mmm, you like this, don’t you? You love watching me get thoroughly fucked. I bet you’re so wet.” Jenna gasped as Dynasty licked her lips. She reached down to finger herself as the man began to unload, painting Dynasty’s clenching cunt with thick streaks of pearly cream.
When it was over, Jenna was a panting mess, weak-kneed and satisfied. She watched Dynasty clean up, running her hands over her own slick body, before basking in the soft pool of sunlight on the bed. It was like the ultimate lovers’ retreat. Jenna felt a pang of jealousy, then laughed at herself. This was just a fantasy, a bit of escapism. It didn’t mean anything.
Still, as the credits rolled and she bookmarked the video for later, Jenna couldn’t help but wonder… what other fantasies could she bring to life with the magic of Your Face Here?
