The Local Flavour - Sex Stories

The Local Flavour

... of their confinement, spraying my face with drops of cunt slime. With the other hand, she grabs my head and pulls me into her. My face slides slowly into her wet flesh. She increases the pressure on my head, while adjusting her hips up and down until my nose is tightly pressed against the stiff knob of her clit and my chin is buried inside her fuckhole. I can feel her cuntlips embracing my face so wide they almost touch my ears. Satisfied with the depth she has achieved, she starts to slowly grind her hips up and down, sliding her fat slippery cunt over my face. ‘Aah, nothing like a good slow face fuck.’ Both her hands are on my head now. She picks up the rhythm of her strokes. I can hear her moaning up above while her cunt slithers over my lips, nose and brow. Suddenly, she pushes me backwards. Breaking the fall with my elbows, I gain time to rearrange my legs before they double up beneath me. When I look up, the sole of her right foot is in my face and I am pushed further down onto my back. She straddles me and gathers my arms alongside my body with her feet. Then she sits down on my chest, knocking the air out of my lungs. Her belly drapes onto my forehead and her cunt settles down just inches from my face, drooling and grimacing like a monster in rage. It is an impressive view that lasts but a flash, yet it reaches right into the core of my being. The moment is broken when she leans forward and shifting her weight to her arms, pushes up her hips. Her cunt hovers ...

... menacingly above me for a few trembling seconds, then slams into my face with a wet thud. ‘Aw damn I love fucking your face. Such a nice face you have, bitch, I just love fucking it. Take this. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!’ With every ‘Fuck!’ she smashes her cunt into me. My head is battered painfully against the floor by the thundering thrusts of her powerful hips. ‘I’m fucking your face, you gorgeous little slut you. Aaaarghhh. Fuck you! I could stick your head right up my cunt. Fuck!’ She has lost control of her movements now and her speech is incoherent. The flesh of her belly and ass is shuddering as she slams into me, ever harder and ever faster. Finally, she collapses on top of me, her body stiffening in a massive cramp-like convulsion. Up above, I hear her growling like an animal. She is burying me in the sweaty creases of her trembling body, smothering me with her quivering cunt which is gushing juices in quantities I never thought possible. I don’t catch on to what is really happening on top of me until the salty taste in my mouth betrays the true nature of her vaginal expulsion: she is pissing. Her cunt, draped loosely over my face, hisses as a thick stream of piss gushes from its fleshy folds and explodes on my face. The warm bitter liquid shoots up my nose and into my mouth. As her body slowly relaxes, her cunt presses down on me again, still pissing, and sends sprays of piss all around me. The stream slowly lets down as she sits up and my eyes and nose breach the top of her cunt. I ...