“Where will he blow it?” Nerd asked.
“Four options,” Afro said. “Butt, belly, tits, face.”
“She’ s flat chested,” Nerd said. “He’ll do the face.”
“She’s got a cute ass. I’m going for the butt,” Afro said.
“I’m with him,” I said. “Face.”
Eric leaned back and pulled free of Karen’s confines. While he slowly stroked it, she got her balance, turned to face him, closed her eyes, and tilted her head back.
“She’s taking it on the mug,” Nerd said.
“Looks like it.”
Eric let out a wail, shuddered, and stroked his cock frantically a few times. Then, he exploded.
It wasn’t an explosion in a conventional sense. I mean, he didn’t burst into a million pieces and shower the room with body parts. But. He shot a stream of cum so hard that it startled Karen enough that she opened her eyes.
And then, he shot another.
Her eyes slammed shut and her face distorted.
He shot another long rope of cum onto her forehead.
After one more on her chin, she was covered in cum.
Completely.
Seeing her get plastered with three long bursts of cum was my sobering moment.
“Holy shit,” Afro said. “That’s awesome.”
I looked away, but not for long. “Awesome as long as you’re not her.”
“Clean up in room three,” Nerd said jokingly.
As Karen gasped for her next breath. Eric let out a sigh and backed up to the bed. “Holy crap,” he said. “I haven’t done that in a long time.”
Karen wiped her face with her palms and then gazed down at her cum-filled hands. Without expressing any emotion, she glanced over each shoulder and then realized there was no bathroom in the room. “Can you uhhm.” She nodded toward the pool of cum in her hands. “Can you grab me something?”
Eric grabbed his shirt from the floor and handed it to her.
She wiped her hands, stood, and let out a heavy sigh. “I came about twenty times.”
He nodded. “Cool.”
“Your cock is perfect,” she said.
“Thanks.”
“He doesn’t like her gash,” Afro said. “Or he would have said, I like yours, too.”
I studied Eric’s face. He wore his feelings like a mask and tonight’s was indifference.
“Maybe you’re right,” I said.
Karen walked toward her pile of clothes. She looked rough. Her cum-laced hair was everywhere and her legs could barely hold her up.
“I should probably go,” she said as she gathered her clothes.
“I’ll walk you to the door,” Eric said.
“Looks like the show’s over,” Afro said. He slapped his hand against his palm. “Time to pay up.”
“Keep a running tab,” I said. “I’ve got a few ideas, and I’m sure you guys will want a piece of the action.”
He looked at Nerd.
Nerd nodded.
“Sounds good,” he said.
“I’ll be back tomorrow night for sure,” I said. “But I don’t think she’ll be the one we’ll be watching.”
“She won’t?”
“No,” I said. “I think I’ll find a curvy girl. They’re more fun.”