Marisol and Jesus had always been the adventurous type, never shying away from exploring new realms of their sexuality. Their marriage was based on a shared desire to keep things spicy, and Marisol was always eager to try new things. Jesus had recently introduced her to a sex act that piqued her interest—bukkake. He explained that it is where a woman is ejaculated on by multiple males, specifically on the face. Marisol, having been in threesomes, foursomes, and gangbangs before, was no stranger to cum all over her body, but this was a new challenge she was more than willing to take on.
When Jesus found out Marisol was ok with it, he signed her up on a swingers website, sharing photos of her luscious curves, her full, large breasts, her thick thighs and huge, round ass, but never her face. The response was overwhelming; hundreds of men were eager to participate. Jesus, with a mischievous grin, told her he had picked a random set of men for her, ensuring an element of surprise.
Marisol, intrigued, asked him what she should wear. He suggested no bra or panties and definitely something she would easily slip out of, like the short red tube top skirt she owned. “That way, you can easily lift up your skirt and show them your ass, but also lower your top so they can see your huge tits. Anything to get them excited for you?” he said. He added that they could touch her anywhere, anything to get them hard and cum.
Marisol and Jesus arrived at a large house in an average suburban neighborhood. The street was lined with lots of cars and trucks. They rang the doorbell and were immediately greeted by the owner of the house. He was a middle-aged man with a bald head and a thick mustache. He greeted them with a warm smile. His eyes roamed over her body, taking in every inch of her.
He wore a loose bathrobe, barely concealing his excitement. His eyes gleamed with appreciation as he took in Marisol’s curves, her breasts straining against the fabric of her dress.
“Marisol, you look absolutely stunning, and I must say, you look even more stunning in person than you did in the photos your husband shared with the group,” he purred, pulling her into a hug.
His hands roamed her backside, gripping and placing his hand on her ass, his breath hot on her neck as he kissed her cheek. Jesus stood by, watching with a smirk, his own arousal evident.
Marisol’s hand brushed against the host’s cock as they embraced, feeling its length and thickness. She couldn’t help but feel a thrill of anticipation. The host noticed her reaction and chuckled, his eyes darkening with desire.
“Welcome, Marisol and Jesus. Are you ready for tonight?” he asked.
Marisol, with a nervous giggle, said, “You only live once. I’m ready for it!”
“Come in and make yourself comfortable,” the middle-aged man said.
As they walked in, Marisol saw 10 men of different ages and body types. Her eyes roamed over the other men. Some were fit like Jesus, their bodies honed to perfection. Others were average, their bodies soft and inviting. A few were downright chubby, their bellies hanging over their boxers, but their eyes were hungry, their cocks already straining against the fabric.
Marisol licked her lips, her pussy throbbing with need. She already had her curiosity going about this and loved being the center of attention and the desire of multiple men. And now, here she was, about to live out that fantasy.
Her outfit, a short red tube top skirt that barely covered her ass and breasts, was the epitome of temptation. The fabric clung to her like a second skin, accentuating every curve and dip of her body. As she walked, her breasts and ass jiggled in a hypnotic rhythm, drawing the eyes of every man in sight.
Marisol now stood in the center of the room, her heart pounding like a drum. She had never been more exposed, more vulnerable, and more excited in her entire life. She could feel the heat of their gazes, the weight of their anticipation. This was it, her first bukkake experience, and she was ready to dive in headfirst (pun intended).
“Are you still sure about this, Marisol?” Jesus asked, his voice a low rumble. She nodded, her breath hitching as she took in the sight of all the men, making her pussy throb with need.
“Absolutely,” she replied, her voice steady despite the butterflies in her stomach. “Let’s get this bukkake party started.”
Jesus led her to a large, plush chair. He gestured for her to sit, and she complied, her heart racing as she took in the scene around her. The chair was positioned perfectly, giving everyone a clear view of her luscious body.
One by one, the men began to strip, their boxers hitting the floor with soft thuds. Cocks of all shapes and sizes sprang free, some long and thin, others short and thick, all of them hard and ready. Marisol’s pussy grew wetter, her clit throbbing with need. She reached down, her fingers slipping under her skirt to rub her clit.
The men gathered around her, their cocks in their hands, stroking slowly. She could see the pre-cum glistening on the tips, the veins bulging, and the muscles in their arms tensing.
Jesus, standing among the men, watched with a smile on his face. The men stood Marisol up and began helping her out of her skirt, exposing her huge tits to their eager eyes and revealing her thick thighs and big, round ass. He had seen her naked before, but he never tired of looking at her body. She was a goddess, and he was proud to be the one to introduce her to this new experience.
Marisol could feel her heart pounding in her chest as they squeezed and fondled her breasts, their fingers pinching her nipples until they were hard and aching. She could feel her pussy getting wet, her body responding to their touch. She could feel their cocks pressing against her, hard and ready, and she knew that it wouldn’t be long before they were cumming on her.
She sat back on the chair before them, her mouth open, her tongue out, ready to receive them.
The first man approached Marisol, his eyes filled with lust. His cock was long and thick with prominent veins. Marisol licked her lips, her mouth watering at the sight. She had always loved giving head, and she was eager to taste this stranger’s dick. She leaned forward, taking him into her mouth, her lips stretching around his girth. She sucked him deep, her tongue swirling around his shaft, her hand gripping his base. The man pulled out of her mouth with a pop, his cock glistening with her saliva. He stepped back, his hand stroking his cock as he looked down at her. Marisol panted, her lips swollen and wet, her eyes filled with lust. The man grinned, his hand moving faster, his cock throbbing with the promise of release.
“Fuck, Marisol,” he groaned, his cock pulsing in his hand. “You’re so fucking hot.” Marisol moaned, her body aching with need. She wanted to feel him cum, wanted to feel his hot load on her skin. The man groaned, his body tensing as he came, his cum spraying onto her face, her neck, and her chest. Marisol moaned, her body trembling with pleasure as she felt his hot cum on her skin.
The second man stepped forward, his cock already hard and ready. Marisol took him in her mouth, her lips wrapping around his shaft as she sucked him off. She could feel his cock immediately throbbing in her mouth, his balls tightening as he got closer to climax. He pulled out just in time, his cum shooting all over Marisol’s face.
The third, fourth, fifth, and sixth men all took their turns, each one coming on Marisol’s face. She was a mess of cum, her face glistening with the evidence of her sexual escapades. She loved the feeling of being used, of being the object of so many men’s desires.
More cum. On her nose. Her chin. Her collarbone. One guy even managed to get some in her hair, the strands sticking to her skin as it dripped down. Marisol was a mess—their mess—and she’d never felt so fucking powerful. This was true bukkake.
The seventh man, unable to control himself, shocked Marisol as he was already cumming on her lips before she had a chance to lick him. The eighth, ninth, and tenth men stood in front of her, stroking their cocks and taking turns cumming on her face. She was a mess, covered in cum and sweat, but she had never felt more alive.
Jesus watched in awe as his wife experienced orgasm after orgasm without penetration. He knew she would enjoy the experience. He loved seeing her like this, completely uninhibited and free.
She looked up at the men, her face covered in cum, her lips glistening. She smiled, her tongue darting out to lick her lips. “Well,” she said, her voice husky. “That was quite a new pleasure.”
She reached up, dragging her fingers through the cum on her cheek, then sucked them into her mouth with a filthy little noise.
The men were pleasured by her, all smiles, their cocks softening, their bodies relaxing.
She smiled, her heart swelling with pride. She had done it. She had experienced her first bukkake, and she had loved every second of it.
The host stepped forward, a towel in one hand, cleaning her face gently.
The host couldn’t resist, pulling her into a passionate embrace, his hands exploring her body.
Jesus watched, his own arousal growing as the host’s fingers found their way to Marisol’s pussy, stroking and teasing her. She moaned into the host’s mouth, her hips grinding against his hand. The host broke the kiss, a wicked grin on his face. “Now, it’s my turn,” he said, dropping to his knees in front of her.
He began to lick and finger her pussy, his tongue expertly working her clit as his fingers plunged in and out of her wetness. Marisol gasped, her hands gripping his bald head as she rode his face. Jesus, unable to resist, joined in, kissing and sucking on her nipples as the host pleasured her.
Marisol’s orgasm hit her like a wave, her body trembling as she came, her juices flowing over the host’s face. He looked up at her, a satisfied smirk on his lips, and began to clean her cum-drenched face with his tongue, making her shiver with aftershocks.
The host stood up, his massive cock standing at attention. Marisol, eager to return the favor, dropped to her knees and took him into her mouth, sucking and licking his length. He groaned, his hands tangling in her hair as he fucked her mouth, his hips thrusting as Marisol deep-throated him, her lips stretched around his thick shaft. The host pulled out of her mouth, a string of saliva connecting his cock to her lips.
He lifted Marisol and laid her gently on the carpeted floor.
He climbed on top of her, his cock sliding between her large, soft breasts as she squeezed them together, creating a tight tunnel for him to fuck. He groaned, his hips moving faster as he fucked her tits, his cock glistening with her saliva.
The other guests gathered around, watching the show, their own arousal evident again. The host, unable to resist any longer, pulled out of her tits and positioned himself behind her, his cock pressing against her pussy. He thrust into her, his hips slapping against her ass as he fucked her hard and fast.
Marisol screamed, her body trembling as he pounded into her, his cock filling her completely. “Fuck me!” she cried out, her eyes locked on the host as he fucked her from behind. The host fucked her harder, his hips moving faster as he chased his own release. Marisol’s body tensed, her orgasm exploding as her pussy clenched around his cock. The host groaned, pulling out of her at the last second, his cock spurting ropes of cum onto her ass.
He spread his cum all over her ass with his cock. Marisol, her body still trembling with aftershocks, looked back at him, a satisfied smile on her lips. “That was amazing,” she said, her voice breathless.
She looked up at the host, her eyes shining. “So,” she said, her voice teasing. “When’s the next party?”
“We’ll have another party for you soon. But next time?” His voice dropped to a whisper, his breath hot against her ear. “It’s just your tits or that perfect ass. You decide.”
“I can’t wait!” Marisol said, her voice filled with excitement.