0 comments/ 24365 views/ 12 favorites Faye Fellatio Ch. 05-06 By: brian358 This story is dedicated to Faye Skylark - the inspiration for my story and a terrific fellow author. Look up her stories. You won't be disappointed. Part 05 (That Looks Nice...) Faye walked through her local shopping mall. As she gazed into the store windows she reflected on the events of the last few days... Her first attempt to get into the porn industry and become a campus celebrity had met with mixed results. Yes, she'd put in a fabulous performance, sucking off three guys in as many minutes, taking a fourth load under questionable circumstances, and robbing that bitch, Melissa Page, of a fifth. But on the downside very little of it was on film and, depending on your perspective, it could be argued that she had been upstaged by that same bitch... Either way, when she bumped into Grant a couple of days later she made it quite clear to him that she didn't want any part of his film company... and that he'd had his last blowjob from her! Grant had looked disappointed when Faye refused to work for him again, and he looked positively distraught at not getting another blowjob - so much so that Faye vaguely remembered finishing the conversation with the words "We'll see..." I am such a softee... Faye sighed. Why do I let people get away with things like that? I didn't even get paid! OK, he offered and I threw the money back at him, but... well... perhaps that wasn't such a good idea... On a more positive side, she continued. I'm at least a minor celebrity on campus. One or more of the guys had blabbed about how awesome her mouth was and was now shooting off his. Faye was continuously being hit on - even more than usual - and had had two proposals of marriage - and she didn't even know the guys! The extra attention is nice, Faye thought as she stopped outside an expensive store she knew she couldn't afford to enter, but it doesn't pay the bills. And it certainly doesn't pay for cute little outfits like that one... Faye sighed as she gazed longingly through the window at a beautiful red top. It was a deep red and beautifully cut. Mind you, a little voice in the back of her mind told her. They don't charge you try them on. Go on... See how it looks... Faye wrestled hard with her financial conscience on the subject before making up her mind, then, when she finally decided to try it on; she found she was already in the shop with the outfit in her hands! It's lovely, Faye thought to herself as she looked at herself in the mirror, and it fits perfectly. She leaned forward and smiled at the generous cleavage it displayed. She sighed. If only it were half the price... Faye sighed again, got changed, and walked back to the rack where she had found the outfit. Then, just as she went to hang it up, she spotted an identical outfit on another rack nearby. Had someone carelessly hung it in the wrong place? Then she saw the sign above the rack. One Third Off! Yay! Faye thought and her heart leapt. It's on sale. A third off... I have to buy it! Faye hung up the first outfit and rushed over to its twin sister before someone else took it. A closer inspection revealed the rack was for seconds and shop soiled items. There was a tiny mark above the hem, barely noticeable, otherwise it was perfect. Damn! Faye groaned when she looked more closely at the twin. Its two sizes too large! She searched the rack frantically but in vain; it was the only one they had on special offer. That outfit is supercute, Faye looked back longingly at the original, perfect-fitting sister and sighed once more. Drawn almost hypnotically to it, she walked back to the rack and picked it up once again. It is so not fair that the only cheap one is too big! Faye continued to stare at the outfit while a plan began to formulate in her mind. That's it! she finally worked out all the details. All I need is... "Excuse me, sir," Faye asked the tall, middle aged shop assistant. "I wonder if you could help me..." "Yes... miss..." the tall, stately looking gentleman gulped visibly. Faye wasn't anything like his normal clients. In twenty five years service he couldn't recall seeing a skirt so short on legs so long... And that mouth... There was something... exciting... about the way it moved when the extremely pretty teenager spoke. "I wanted to try on this outfit, please?" "Certainly, miss," the gentleman unphased his thoughts and directed Faye to the changing rooms. "Thank you," Faye took the outfit into a cubicle and quickly changed back out of her blue top into the darling red one. She paused for a moment and looked at herself in the mirror once more. The top was just stunning! Faye sighed. It seemed a terrible shame to do what he was about to do, but she steeled herself to her plan. Just think of Saturday night, this cool new outfit, and you! She took a deep breath. Faye pulled open the curtain to the cubicle and looked around her. There was the same, very distinguished looking gentlemen she'd spoken to earlier. "Excuse me!" she called out, still wearing the red top. The gentleman looked over and walked slow and purposefully toward the cubicle. "Do you require any assistance, miss?" Faye looked the store employee up and down. He's quite good looking for his age... she surmised. And extremely polite... She liked that. But he might struggle on his own... "Actually I think you will," she announced sweetly. "I beg your pardon?" the gentleman was somewhat confused. "I really don't mean to sound rude, sir," Faye also knew how to be polite. "But I think you ought to get a little help over here..." At that moment a junior assistant came out of a side door. He was eighteen or nineteen, tall, thin and nervous looking. He reminded her of the plumbing apprentice that had helped her unblock her sink recently. Perfect! "Excuse me!" Faye called out to him. "Er... yes, miss...?" the junior turned and stared longingly at Faye but managed to acknowledge his superior with a brief nod. "... Mr Jenkins..." "Samuel," the gentleman replied formally. Then they both turned back to Faye who was left thinking something odd was going on but couldn't work out what it was... "Would you both come in here, please?" Faye asked, holding the curtain back. "That would be most irregular, miss," the gentleman, Mr Jenkins, pointed out, holding out his arm in front of his junior colleague who walked straight into it, his eyes still focused on Faye. "I can ask one of our young ladies to join you if..." "No, no! That's no good, and it's very important," Faye pleaded, and treated them to her most winning smile. "And after all there are two of you... What could I possibly do with you two big, strong men in here?" Faye could see their minds working on her question. They didn't know what she had in mind, but she could tell that they both wanted to find out. With a brief glance at each other, but without a word, they both stepped inside and Faye pulled the curtain closed behind them. "Now... How do I put this...?" Faye wondered. She didn't want to give the old guy too much of a shock... "I need you to..." she began and stopped. "I'm going to..." she tried again. "What I really need is..." She finally gave up and dropped to her knees between them. "... look, just let me show you..." Before the two store employees could react, Faye had unzipped their flies, pulled out their cocks and was giving them both a very satisfying handjob. "I'm terribly sorry to bother you gentlemen," Faye tried again. "But I need you both to blow some really big loads for me. Now... how would you like to do this? I can just jerk you off, or you can fuck me if you like? But..." Faye stopped and blushed with pride. She had no time for false modesty. "... Trust me. You've never felt anything like what my mouth can do..." And she decided to give them a quick sample of just what she could do with her mouth. First, Mr Jenkins... Bob... Schluppp...! Bob... Schluppp...! Bob... Schluppp...! And then young Samuel... Bob... Schluppp...! Bob... Schluppp...! Bob... Schluppp...! Faye applied a very strong suction to each cock. Three strokes each, all the way down to the root. Only eight inches each... Nothing unmanageable... Corkscrew hand motion on the shaft, and plenty of tongue to the crown. "Oh, fuck!" the young store assistant cried out. His superior's response was more measured, but Faye knew she was having the desired effect. His eyes were watering... "I think you'll be safer in my pussy," Faye looked up at the teenager. He wouldn't last thirty seconds in my mouth, she thought as she turned round, bent over and shook her very nicely rounded rear in his direction. The young store assistant didn't need asking twice. The excited teen took two steps forward and plunged his cock into Faye from behind. "Ahhhhh..." he sighed and started thrusting in and out of her pussy with a huge grin on his face. "Mmmmmm..." Faye was enjoying it too, but she had another cock to attend to. She looked up at the older guy. "Why don't you to join me over here and step into my mouth...?" As she gazed deeply into his eyes, Faye left her mouth wide open, leaving him in no doubt of what she had in mind. The tall gentlemanly store worker was looking far less distinguished now. There was a look of lust in his eyes and his breathing was erratic. He took a moment to take a deep breath and walked round Faye to stand in front of her. Then, with just the briefest of pauses, he did as he was invited and stepped forward into the pretty brunette's mouth once more. "Owwwwwhhhh!!!" The 47 year old senior sales clerk had never taken drugs, but he imagined the experience to be something like the one the cute girl in front of him was giving him with her mouth. His brain felt like it was full of fireworks, shooting off in different directions. "Ooooohhhhhhh!!!!" he groaned. And that's not all that'll be shooting off soon, he thought. God, she's good! "Aaaarrrrrghhhh...!" Make that damn good! Jenkins tried taking his mind off the divine sensations she was producing in him. Baseball! he thought. Boston Red Sox... Babe Roth... "Oooohhhhh!!!" Over 2,000 runs... Ted Williams... "Shiiiiit!" 1800 runs... Did he get 1800 runs? "Ooooooorrrrrggghh!" Shit, who cares? "Fuuuccckkkkk!" Miami Dolphins... Miami Dolphins...? Do they play baseball? "Urrrrrrrgghhhhhh!" Who gives a fuck...! It's no use... I'm gonna... I'm gonna... "Arrrrrggghhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!" Faye could tell the poor guy wouldn't last any longer and let his cock escape her mouth. Not yet, she thought. Just hold on a minute. Faye continued a slow pumping action on Jenkins' cock with her hand, just enough to keep him on the boil, and turned to Samuel. "Come over here, sweetie," she ran her tongue seductively around her mouth. "It's time to let me have what I want..." Samuel had seen the terrific effect of Faye's blowjob on his colleague. She'd reduced him to a babbling wreck in... What was it? Two minutes? Less? I have got to try that! he thought to himself as he rapidly pulled himself from Faye's pussy and rushed round to her opening mouth. Faye regretted the absence of a cock in her pussy but reminded herself that she wasn't here to enjoy herself. She was on a mission to get that top! Besides, swapping two eight inch cocks in and out of her mouth was fun enough! At that moment Samuel's eight inches lodged itself deep in her throat and Faye set about the last part of her plan. She began by using her throat to hum along his entire length while applying a small corkscrew motion and a tight grip with her mouth. Faye kept this up for only a few seconds. As she suspected, his stamina was no match for her oral skills and he was already making noises that showed he was about to cum. She pulled the head of his cock back up into her mouth and began her final assault upon it. As she ramped up her suction she grasped its shaft tightly in her right hand, as her left began to tighten its grip on Mr Jenkins. Five... Faye counted down in her head as she let Samuel's cock out of her mouth, pointed both cocks at her face, and began to pump her hands quickly and tightly up and down them both together... Pump! Pump! Pump! Four... Pump! Pump! Pump! Three... Pump! Pump! Pump! Two... Pump! Pump! Pump! One... Pump! Pump! Pump! Still pumping, Faye had to stop herself from declaring, We have blast off! as both cocks exploded simultaneously in her hands and instantly splattered her pretty face with a thick layer of cum. Pump! Pump! Pump! Both guys were calling out something, but it was almost totally unintelligible. It sounded to Faye as if they were trying to say thank you, but whether it was aimed at her, at God, or at the stars wasn't clear. Not that it mattered. They seem to be enjoying themselves, Faye smirked to herself, and I'm getting what I need... Pump! Pump! Pump! After those initial, intense wads of cum had jetted across, Faye was left with deep slimy pools of manjuice, joined by long, thick ropes of white, across her face, but the two guys were still erupting. Which was just what Faye wanted... Pump! Pump! Pump! "Oooops!" Faye declared with exaggerated innocence as she dropped her still-pumping hands just a fraction, just enough to aim both cocks toward her generous but perky breasts. Pump! Pump! Pump! "Oh no!" Faye called out, still pretending innocence while directing the thick ropes of semen onto the store's beautiful red top, so it quickly became streaked with thick, dripping splatterings of pearly white cum. Pump! Pump! Pump! "Oh..." Pump! "This lovely top..." Pump! Pump! Faye looked up at the two store employees and tried hard not to laugh as she pretended to panic. But, at that moment, they couldn't care less where they were shooting. They just knew they were in heaven and prayed the moment would never end. "Oh..." Pump! "It's ruined!" Pump! Pump! The 'panicking' Faye moved her still-pumping hands just enough to ensure the two still-heavily spurting cocks gave the top a really good cum-soaking, and by the time she finished draining their balls it was literally wringing wet. "Oh..." Faye tried to look contrite, but with a semi-hard cock in each hand it wasn't fully convincing. "Just look at the mess we've made..." Fortunately Mr Jenkins and Samuel were very understanding. "Tha... that's quite all... all right..." the elder guy tried to focus on Faye but still wore a very dazed expression. He took a deep breath, fell back against the wall, and just managed to stay upright. "Yeah," Samuel echoed and gave a short appreciative whistle. "Anyway, who gives a fu..." "Samuel!" Mr Jenkins interrupted. "Not in front of the... er... young... er... lady..." "I blame myself..." Faye sighed. "I should have just let you both cum in my mouth. I'd have swallowed it all down. So much less mess..." She looked away for a moment, as if unable to look them in the eye. Then she turned back. "... But I do love seeing guys shoot their loads all over me. I'm terribly sorry." "N... not at all, Miss..." Mr Jenkins was slowly regaining his wits. "Quite... er... understandable..." "But this lovely top is ruined," Faye looked down and pulled part of the sperm soaked fabric away from her skin for a moment. "I do hope you nice gentlemen don't get into any trouble..." "Trouble...?" Mr Jenkins echoed. "Oh no..." Samuel's eyes widened. "Oh no..." As Faye watched she could see alarm bells begin to ring inside each of the two store employees. Not wanting to cause them any trouble she quickly spoke up. "Of course, you could always... no..." "W... what?" Mr Jenkins asked, anxious to clutch at any straws Faye might be able to hold out. "Well, I could always buy the top," Faye smiled. "Y... you could?" Samuel began his own straw clutching. "Sure..." Faye's smile grew broader. "Of course..." she paused. "W... what?" Mr Jenkins asked. "Well... you guys have made rather a mess of it..." Faye continued, her smile become so wide it almost hurt. "Do you think it counts as shop soiled?" Mr Jenkins and Samuel exchanged open mouthed glances before falling over themselves to agree. "Absolutely!" "Sure thing!" "Well..." Faye continued as she peeled off the stop, which was so thick with jizz that it stuck to her chest. "That one you have on the discount stand is a third off. What do you think you can take off for this one...?" and she held up the cum-sodden garment. *** Five minutes later Faye left the store delighted with her new top. She knew a guy from college who worked Saturdays at the dry cleaners, and one quick blowjob would be all it took to have the top looking like new. A brand new top! Her mind screamed in joy. And only 99 cents. I need to shop here more often! Mr Jenkins and Samuel stood by the checkout, watching Faye as she made her way to the exit. "Dad...?" Samuel Jenkins Junior asked. "Do you think we should tell her that she's still got cum all over her face?" "No, son," Samuel Jenkins Senior replied. "I think we should get to the other side of the store and look very, very busy." Part 06 (Howard-Hughes) Wanted! Aspiring actress to appear in highly creative art film. Low pay but huge exposure plus potential for future work. Call Howard on... Faye looked at the small hand-written notice in the grocery store window again. 'Highly creative art film.' Well, that's porn if I ever saw it, she smiled to herself. 'Huge exposure.' Yeah, I'll bet! She continued to stare at the notice. Well, they know how to economise on advertising, Faye laughed briefly. Oh, why the Hell not! It's worth a go. Might be fun? Faye took out her cellphone and began keying in the number as she the walked into the store. It began ringing as she picked up a basket and began looking for groceries. "Hello!" a somewhat musical male voice answered. "Oh... hello," as she picked up a loaf of bread, Faye suddenly realised she hadn't thought about what she was going to say. "Er... I saw your advert... for an aspiring actress..." The voice at the other end went muffled but Faye could still make it out. "Hey, guys! We got one. It's a girl!" Faye had to stop herself from laughing. So that's how it is. I knew it! Oh well... It still might be fun. In fact... why don't I have a little fun with them now? "Oh... yes..." the voice grew louder again. "Thank you for calling. Can I have your name, please?" "It's Faye..." she replied, putting on a simple sounding, girly voice. "Faye Skylark." "That's a lovely name," the voice sounded wistful, but genuinely sincere at the same time. "Could you tell me a little about yourself, Faye?" "Sure. I'm 18, 5'6", brown eyes, brown hair, freckles... cute ones, I keep myself in shape, and guys say I'm pretty." Faye was now so in character as a air-headed bimbo she found herself twiddling with her hair, even though the guy couldn't see her. She stopped herself and picked up some peanut butter. Faye Fellatio Ch. 05-06 The voice at the other end went muffled again. "She sounds hot!" Faye smiled as the voice cleared. "Er... That sounds great. Do you have any previous acting experience?" "A little..." Faye thought back to her aborted appearance in Grant's recent film. "But I'm not sure I should tell you about that." That's should get them curious! "Oh... why?" the guy asked. "Well... it was a naughty film." Faye started laying on the girly voice even thicker. "I had to do... things! You don't want to know what they made me do." Yeah, right! Faye struggled not to laugh. The voice muffled again and the voice grew very excited. "Jesus, guys! She's done porn!" There was a lot of clamouring, voices, and even some hooting in the background but Faye couldn't hear what they were saying. "Hello?" Faye spoke up. "I hope that doesn't affect my chances with your fine company." She paused for a moment and thought, Shall I say it...? Oh, I can't resist! "Only I really need this job." Holy cow! How can they fall for this drivel? She had to suppress a laugh with her hand this time. "No... no..." the voice assured her. "Actually, there er... is er... just a little er... naughtiness in our next production." 'Next production...' Faye thought dismissively. Ha! What was your last? Your vacation movies? "Oh... Well... I don't mind! It was kinda fun!" Faye wasn't sure but she thought she skipped up in the air a little when she said that. Talk about getting into character... "It w... was...?" the voice slowed and Faye thought she detected a hint of panic. There was a pause and a mumbled conversation Faye couldn't make out before she thought she heard a second voice whisper loudly, "Ask her!" "W... what sort of th... things did th... they ask you t... to do?" the voice was now full of fear, as if it might lose something really precious. There was a deep breath. "Oh..." Faye started twiddling with her again. This is just too much fun! "Oh... nothing special... I sucked some guys off... Swallowed some cum... I let three guys like totally facialize me! You should have seen it! It looked so cool!" Silence... Then a "Holy shit!" in the background. "Hello?" That shocked them! Faye thought. Silence again at the other end. No... there were definite sounds of heavy breathing. Very heavy breathing. "C... could you c... come in and see us?" the voice finally returned, but it sounded a bit strained. Faye thought for a moment. "... Sure!" Why not? He sounded nice enough, if a total geek, but that was no bad thing. "Want me to bring my toys?" "Toys?" the voice sounded suddenly alarmed. "I thought you said you were 18!" "I meant grown up toys, silly!" Faye was really straining not to laugh now. "I have a 15 inch dildo you can watch me deepthroat? Or you can stick it up my..." "Yes!!!!" the voice cried out almost in pain. "That'll be great, now if you'll excuse me I really have to rush. Goodbye!" He barely had time to blurt out a time and the address and he was gone... ... I wonder where? Faye smirked. Now, what was I doing? Oh yes... She closed up her cellphone and turned to see a store clerk and six customers all staring at her in open-mouthed shock. Oooops! "Do you mind? She glared at them. That was a private call!" *** Two days later Faye walked up to an apartment block wearing a tiny, low-cut, backless, sky blue micro-dress, with black panties, black heels and a cute little black purse pouch. The dress and heels combination succeeded in making her already long legs look positively endless. She was very pleased with the result and was confident the 'producers' at Howard-Hughes Film Studios would be equally happy. She walked up to the door entry unit and buzzed the number she was given. "Hell... oly shit!" a voice called out of the speaker and then it became muffled. But Faye could still make out some of the conversation. "Jesus, man! She's freakin' awesome!" "She looks like a hooker!" "Yeah, isn't she fuckin' amazing!" "Hello?" Faye smiled at the unit's camera. Well, a girl has to take her compliments where she can, she thought. "Is there anyone there?" The conversation inside the apartment continued. "Quick, man, buzz her in before she leaves!" "Oh man, I would love to buzz her in!" "What? What does that even mean?" A clearer voice rang out. "Come up, please. Fourth floor." Then there was a buzzing sound, a click, and Faye was able to push the door open. Nice apartment block... Faye thought as she sashayed through the lobby and to the nearest elevator. It opened smoothly with quiet ping and Faye entered. The elevator was large and the opposite wall totally mirrored. Very fancy! Whoever these guys are they must have a few dollars... As the elevator rose, Faye checked her appearance in the mirror. Make up, lips, outfit, all were perfect so she spun round to check her rear. Especially proud of her legs and her butt, Faye spread her legs, bent over hard forward, and pointed her near-naked rear end at the mirror. Just wait 'till they catch sight of this, she thought as looked over her shoulder and admired her wonderfully long legs and tight butt. Ping! "Fuuuuuuck!" a middle aged businessman shrieked when the elevator doors quietly opened and he looked straight at the Faye's remarkable body, both front and rear at the same time. "Fuuuuuuck!" he said again. Faye didn't move for several seconds, and neither did the businessman. Let him look, Faye thought and smiled up at him. "Nice, huh?" "Ya..." the businessman burbled and finally entered. "Yahhh..." "Later, sweety," Faye straightened up, blew him a kiss and left the elevator. "Sorry, but this is where I get off." The doors shut behind her. "Me too..." the man sighed and looked down at his pants. *** Faye walked down the corridor until she reached the room she wanted and knocked quietly on the door. There was some noise from the other side and then Faye caught the end of a conversation. "No, I'll get it!" "No, I'll get it!" There were some sounds that might have been a minor scuffle and moments later the door opened. Three guys stood on the far side. They all stood beaming at her but none said a word. Faye's immediate impression was that the one of the left wore rather old-fashioned glasses. The one in the middle wore a bow tie. And the one on the right wore a Weezer T-shirt. The image would stay with her a long time... "Hi... I'm Faye..." Faye smiled, the first to break the ice. "Hi..." Glasses squeaked. "Wow..." Bow Tie whispered. Weezer just made a small croaking sound. "May I come in?" Faye asked politely. "Uh huh..." Bow Tie grabbed his friends by their shirt collars and pulled them back into the room, allowing space for Faye to enter and close the door behind her. Inside the door was a huge, well-furnished and stylish living room. Well, whoever they are, they're not your average college students, Faye thought to herself. They may come over a bit eccentric, but they have taste. She looked at them again. Well, except in clothing... Glasses waved Faye over toward the plush, sandy coloured sofa, where she sat, sinking deeply into it. Sat down, the bottom half of Faye's micro-dress effectively disappeared making her long, shapely legs look even longer and shapelier. Glasses thrust a glass of wine into Faye's hand, without bothering to ask, and took the opportunity to sneak a peak down into her delightful cleavage. He was terribly awkward and clumsy. Faye saw him stare down her top and let him get on with it. It's what guys did, after all... While he enjoyed himself, she took a sip of the wine and it danced all over her tongue. Mmmmm... Nice... Faye thought. And I expect you have something else tasty for me, don't you? She stared at the front of his pants for a moment and smiled. The three guys had pulled round chairs from the dining table and now sat gawping, open-mouthed, staring straight at her legs. Faye slowly crossed them first one way and then the other, trying to give the impression of getting comfortable while giving the guys a fleeting view of her tiny panties. Start reeling them in, Faye thought to herself. The guys remained silent and open-mouthed. "Ahem..." Faye prompted. "Ahhhhhhhh..." Bow Tie sighed deeply. "I... er... came about the advert..." Faye continued. "You wanted a girl?" "Oh ye..." Glasses sighed then caught himself. "How do I look?" Faye held her hands up, thrust out her chest, and gave them a big smile in an attempt to provoke a greater reaction. "Aaaaaaaa..." Weezer articulated... and then sighed... Then the silence returned. "Did you have any questions?" Faye asked hopefully, dropping her arms. She knew she had a powerful effect on men, but this was ridiculous... "Uhhh?" Glasses seemed to be recovering slightly. "Questions?" "Yes," Faye persevered, still smiling. "Was there anything you wanted to ask me?" "Oh... yeah..." Glasses seemed to come out of his daze. He had a sister, so had had a greater exposure to girls than his two friends. "The questions... Guys, who's got the questions?" There was a general delving through pockets as the guys tried to find the questions they had painstakingly researched on the internet before Weezer finally found a folded up piece of paper in his pocket. He unfolded it and held it up. He tried to read a line, at which point Faye re-crossed her legs once again, and his tongue twisted beyond all reason. Giving up, he squeaked and handed the paper to Glasses. Glasses held the paper out and took a deep breath. The paper was titled 'Ladies: A Blowjob Questionnaire' but he omitted to read out that part. No point in revealing our sources, he thought. "Have you... er... have you ever... given... a blowjob?" he gulped. His hands were shaking and he was breathing heavily. He was also turning very red. "Absolutely!" Faye answered with great conviction. "Hundreds of them..." "Fuck!" Bow Tie gasped. Glasses took another deep breath. "When... was your first time?" Faye thought. "Only about a year ago," she replied. "But I'm a fast learner and I've practised really, really hard." "Holy..." Glasses stopped himself, took another deep breath, and continued. "Did you... make him cum?" "Heck, yea I did!" Faye announced proudly. "He came a lot... on my tongue, on my lips and quite a bit on my cheeks." "Fuck...!" Bow Tie groaned again. "Have you... gulp... ever given a blowjob for... for someone helping you?" Glasses was breathing even more heavily now. "Frequently!" Faye grinned. "It's a great way to say 'thank you.'" ... ... Glasses had to pause at this point. "So... Have you... ever... given a blowjob... to get something?" he finally continued hopefully. "Only all the time..." Faye held up a wonderfully long leg in Glasses' direction. "See these shoes. Aren't they lovely? They only cost me one blowjob! And I have this really cute red top..." "Yes..." Glasses interrupted. He was becoming conscious of a growing problem in his pants and didn't want any accidents, and from the way they were sitting he could tell his friends were similarly afflicted. "Jeez... How many guys have you blown?" "Yikes, over two dozen, definitely," Faye thought carefully. "But under three dozen, I'm pretty sure... mmmmm... OK... maybe not. It could have been more... I don't know... Is that enough? Do I need to blow more?" She tried her best to look innocent and sincere when she asked but couldn't resist a tiny smirk when she saw their reactions. "Fuck!" Bow Tie called out this time while his two friends went into coughing and wheezing fits. Their pants problems also grew noticeably. "Sh..." Glasses stopped himself once again. "Where... where does the guy usually cum?" "Depends what he feels like," Faye shrugged casually. "Usually they love to unload either in my mouth or down my throat, but they'll go for exploding over my face pretty often too..." Glasses was now starting to think this was not such a good idea after all. Let's pretend to make a film, someone had said. See if we can get a pretty girl to come and talk to us. This girl was not only talking to them, she was like a porn movie come to life! She hasn't taken any clothes off. She hasn't touched me. But I am going to ruin these pants any minute now! he thought. OK... OK... Slow it down a bit... Glasses breathed deeply again. He searched through the questions on his list. "What different places have you given head?" "Well..." Faye ticked them off in her head. "All over the house... cars... beaches... cinemas... a winery... campus obviously... alleyways... most places, really." "Have you ever been caught?" Glasses wondered. "A few times..." "Do you deep throat?" Glasses asked. "Oh no!" Faye cried out forlorn. "You... don't..." Glasses was almost disappointed. Yet at the same time, one some level, he was almost relieved that there was something about this supercute girl sat before him that wasn't completely perfect. "Oh... what...? Yes... easy..." Just for a moment Faye's mind was all over the place. "I'm really sorry. You remember that 15 inch dildo I mentioned. I was going to bring it with me to show you what I can do with it. You don't have anything 12 inches or more long that I can suck down my throat, do you?" and she looked at Glasses completely innocently. I should get an Oscar for this, she thought. Arrrgghhhh! Glasses' mind shrieked as he felt his cock throb and seriously threaten the integrity of his pants. Change the subject! he thought urgently. Change the freakin' subject! "Er... oh... maybe... Have you ever given head to one of your friends boyfriends behind their back?" he continued from his list, instantly regretting it. "No!" Faye was positively outraged. "I have standards!" She wondered momentarily if she should leave, if that was the kind of girl they thought she was. "Of course not... I'm sorry..." Glasses gasped. Change the subject! he thought again quickly. Don't upset her! "Have you er... ever given head while others watched?" he read the next question. "Yeah," Faye replied, silently accepting his apology. "A few times." "What's the best blowjob story you have?" Glasses asked nervously. "On the way home from school I gave head in the back of a busy bus, and didn't get caught..." Faye thought back a few months to her final semester. "I freaked out every time I heard people move to get on or off, but just kept my head down until he came in my throat!" "You weren't worried about being caught by a teacher?" Glasses gasped. "Oh no..." Faye explained. "They only put one teacher on a bus and, as I said, he was cumming down my throat..." "Shit!" Bow Tie made a grab at the front of his pants and began rocking back and forth. "E=MC2... a2+b2=c2... Not now...! Nooooooooohhhhhh!!!" "Is he... OK?" Faye asked, genuinely concerned. No way! she thought to herself. He has not just cum... just from listening to me talk about blowjobs! "He... he'll be OK..." Glasses was fighting his own mental battle to avoid his friend's fate, and he knew his other friend would be fighting his own battle. There were only two questions left on his list. If he could just last a little longer... Oh no! The next question is... "Would you take it on the face?" He screwed his eyes shut, hoping that might help... "I do! All the time!" Faye sounded positively excited. "I loooove a good facial." "How... long... have... you... waited... before giving head?" Glasses struggled through his last question as he heard Weezer having his own pants problem, and hoped he could hold on just a little longer himself. "Hmmm..." Faye mulled the question over. "That varies... usually from a few hours to... two months at the absolute longest. Mind you..." she laughed. "... at my last interview the guy blew his load down my throat in less than two minutes! Can you believe that?" That was it... Glasses felt the orgasm rise through his body, his balls went into overdrive, his cock surged powerfully, and there was a spreading dampness in his pants. I can't believe I've just cum. She never even touched me! Hell... even I never touched me! It was at that moment that Faye realised that all three of her hosts had cum in their pants. "Oh..." she apologised, genuinely remorseful. "I am so sorry..." It must be so embarrassing for them, she sympathised. "Do you... er... want to go and er... freshen up?" The three geeks made their excuses, Weezer indecipherably as always, and trotted away to various bedrooms and bathrooms. While waiting for them to return, Faye picked up a magazine off the coffee table and began thumbing through it. It was a porn mag and it had some gorgeous girls in it, and each one was being taken by at least three guys. Faye sighed. Maybe one day... I just need my big break... Then she noticed the bowl of fruit on the table and helped herself. Aha! Just what I need... Smiling, she went back to looking through the magazine. Of the three guys it was Weezer who came back first, wearing fresh pants and, presumably, shorts. "Oh hi!" Faye looked at him, concerned. "Are you OK, now, sweetie?" Weezer just nodded sheepishly and sat in his chair silently, hoping the others wouldn't be too long. Fortunately, Bow Tie followed just behind him. "Wicked!" he grinned. Well, you're OK, Faye thought to herself just as Glasses' bedroom door opened. Faye waited for the similarly cleaned-up Glasses and Bow Tie to sit down. Glasses opened his mouth and was about to ramble his best attempt at an apology, but Faye didn't give him the chance. He's suffered enough, she thought, generously... "... I hope you won't mind, but I found this..." She held up the eight inch banana she'd taken from the fruit bowl. "You did ask about deepthroating... I know its not 15 inches but this should give you an idea..." she peeled the banana. "... of what..." she raised the peeled banana up to her mouth. "... I can do..." Faye held the banana at the very top, vertically, just above her head and looked up at it for a moment. Then in one swift motion she pushed the banana down into her mouth where it disappeared... completely. She swallowed once, looked back down at her audience, held out her arms theatrically and smiled... "Ta da!" "Holy fucking hell!" Bow Tie cried out. "Shit!" Glasses almost fell off his chair. "No fucking way!" Weezer did fall, he was leaning so far forward, he toppled over and landing with a thud! "No way did she do that..." Glasses gasped again. "How...?" Bow Tie couldn't finish his question. "Like I said," Faye repeated herself. "I've practised really hard." The three guys just stared at Faye in wonder and awe for a few seconds. Faye waited patiently expecting the three nerds to come to their senses and restart the interview, but they seemed rather more shocked than she'd expected. Well, at least they seem impressed, she thought to herself. Faye Fellatio Ch. 05-06 ... ... Nothing seemed to be happening... "It's a shame you guys don't have anything 12 or 15 inches long that I could swallow," Faye tried breaking the ice. "Weezer does." Glasses blurted out almost automatically but said nothing more. Faye looked over and smiled at the shy teen, who was now pushing himself deeper into his chair with all his strength. Why would he have an enormous toy like that? she wondered. "You do?" she asked, perking up. "Why don't you let me see it? I'll swallow it for you. All of it... I promise..." "Come on, Weezer," Glasses found his voice. "Show her..." Weezer looked around nervously and saw his two friends staring at him. "Do it, man," Bow Tie urged him. Eventually Weezer stood up and pushed down his pants to reveal a huge tent in his shorts. Faye almost laughed. "You mean he's...?" But no one answered. "This I gotta see..." Faye didn't wait for the shy college student to remove his shorts but leapt off the sofa, knelt in front of him and pulled them down herself. This revealed a steel hard cock about 15 inches long and pointing straight at her face. Beneath it hung two near-tennis balls. "Wow!" the pretty brunette commented, appreciatively. "Do the girls on campus know about this?" She looked up at Weezer who shook his head gently. No. "You shouldn't keep it a secret," Faye continued. "You'd be a popular boy! Anyway... this is just what I need for my demo... You guys watching?" She glanced across at Glasses and Bow Tie and found she had their full attention. "Good." And she turned back toward Weezer's cock which now seemed to be nudging 15½ inches long. "Try not to cum too soon, yeah?" she glanced up at him for a moment. "Just grit your teeth and think of baseball. I'll try and go easy on you..." The atmosphere was electric. Glasses and Bow Tie were literally on the edges of their seats staring hard at Faye's beautiful face and the monster cock before it. Both were thinking the same thing. There is no way that thing will fit in her mouth... "Now you see it!" Faye announced cheerfully before plunging her mouth and throat down on the steel-like monster, swallowing it instantly to the hilt. "Ad nw u dt!" she finished, doing a surprisingly good job of talking with 15½ inches of cock filling her mouth and throat. "Th Dh!" And she held her arms out wide in a theatrical pose. "Fuck!" cried Glasses. "No shitting way, man!" That was Bow Tie. A gasping squeak from above Faye's head had to be Weezer. Faye held the pose for a few moments before she decided to show off her talents further. She brought her head back a foot before plunging forward again... and again... and again... Faye was merciless. She crashed her head up and down his dick time after time. Tip to hilt... Tip to hilt... It was the throat fuck to beat all throat fucks. Bob... Bob... Bob... "Shit!" Glasses stared in wonder at the pretty brunette's erotic attack upon his friend. "Where... where... does it all go?" Meanwhile, Bow Tie was staring hard at Faye's throat and thought he could see it expand and contract as it was repeatedly filled and emptied with Weezer's immense slab of man-meat. Bob... Bob... Bob... "Uuuuuuooooohhhhh!!!" It wasn't long before Weezer began making some very strange noises (Even for him...) and his breath deepened further. Faye had heard guys make all manner of sounds while in her throat. From groans to moans, from hysterical laughter to tears of joy. But I haven't heard that one before, she thought as she blew him, taking a little time to let her tongue fully explore the head of that 15 inch marvel. Then she went deep again, only faster... Bob... bob... bob... Bob... bob... BOB! "Arrrrggggggggnnnnnuuuuuuffff!" Weezer's gave a strangled cry. Or that one, Faye thought as she paused with just the head of Weezer's cock in her mouth. Her cheeks caved in as she ramped up the suction on his cock - dabbing at, and tickling, his tip with her tongue. Then she felt Weezer's body begin to tremble. That's got you! Go down a few more times, and then slide you back up into my mouth... BOB! BOB! BOB! BOB! BOB! BOB! BOB! ... She let the head of Weezer's cock slide back up into her mouth one last time... for the big finish... It was only at that moment that Faye realised that she'd been so enchanted by Weezer's immense cock that she'd ignored the huge balls which were about to shower her with their gifts. She took them in hand and began to massage them through her fingers almost like they were Chinese medicine balls. "Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhfffff!" Weezer wheezed as, coaxed by Faye's magical fingers, those balls emptied a huge load into Faye's mouth. Faye would forever swear that she could feel the cum churning around in her palm in those moments just before they poured down the barrel of Weezer's cock to explode onto her tongue. She certainly felt, and tasted, the powerful first splashes as they hit home. This I have to see, Faye decided, pulling her head back and allowing the wildly bucking monster cock its freedom. Everything slowed to a near stop as Faye, fascinated, watched a thick, white, twisted rope of foam fly out of the flesh coloured baton before her. It's so thick, so creamy... Wow! Did I cause tha... SPLAT!!! Faye's perceptions returned to normality as the rope hit her lower lip, drenched both it and her chin. Splashes even found their way into her mouth where they added to the miky white pool already there. SPLAT!!! Another rope from the out of control cock hit just to the side of her nose, making a mess of her right cheek. Shit! He's blowing all over the place! Faye thought quickly. Better pop this baby where it can't do any harm... Bending forward, and at the second attempt, Faye caught Weezer's cock in her mouth once again. She wrapped her arms around his bucking body, held him tight, and just let him wear himself out, pumping more and more jizz into her rapidly filling mouth. Meanwhile she felt the results of her first, failed attempt dripping down from her right ear onto her shoulder... Finally, Weezer slumped forward, leaned momentarily onto Faye's shoulders for a moment, and then fell back into his chair, out like a light... Unable to hold him, Faye let him go and looked at him for a moment, trying to see if he was OK. Judging from the smile on his face he was just fine... Ahhhhh... Faye was still looking at the unconscious geek, idly swishing his jizz around in her mouth. She thought back to those last strangled wheezing sounds he made just when he'd deposited it there. So that's why he's called Weezer. And I thought it was because he's a fan... Anyway... Faye reminded herself. Back to business! I have an audition to finish! Careful not to spill the substantial load in her beautiful mouth, Faye looked over at Glasses and tried asking him. "Wht oo u nt e oo oo w it?" Glasses looked blank. "Wht... oo... u... nt... e... oo... oo... w... it...?" Faye repeated slightly more slowly and carefully and pointed at her mouth. Then she opened it wider to show him the huge milky white pool inside. What do you want me to do with it? "Dear God!" Glasses almost choked as he stared into her mouth. She sucked all that out of Weezer? What did she do to him? "Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuckkkkkk!" Bow Tie's eyes almost found their way out of their sockets. He was rocking in his chair, trying desperately not to cum. If he hadn't already shot one load, he knew damn well he'd be shooting one now. Even now, it was only a matter of time... "... al... I... ollo... it...?" Faye tried again. Occasionally her tongue would pop into view above the surface of man-juice in her mouth, but most of the time it was well and truly covered. Neither Glasses or Bow Tie could make out what Faye was saying. "... all... I... ollow... it...?" Faye tried again. Shall I swallow it? "Oh shit, yes!" Glasses gasped. "God, please, yes!" Faye closed her eyes, lifted her head slightly and with one swallow let the huge load slide down her throat as so many had done before. She was smiling broadly when she opened her eyes and looked back at her potential employers. "De-licious!" Her body shook slightly as if shivering, or as if a tingle of excitement had run through her body. "That really was yummy... So how'd I do? That OK?" ... ... It took a while for either Glasses or Bow Tie to speak, and Weezer was in no state to do or say anything. Glasses found himself sitting on his hands in a desperate attempt not to yank himself off. Bow Tie's hands were gripping the arms of his chair so tight that his knuckles were white. "That..." Glasses was still lost for words. "... was... just..." "Yes..." Faye prompted, still grinning wildly. You look sooo cute when you're panicking, she thought to herself. This was turning out a much better day than she'd anticipated. These guys were quite fun in their own way. "... just..." Glasses was still floundering. Faye decided it still wasn't quite time to let him off the hook yet... There was just a little more fun to be had first and then she'd put them out of their misery. "Would you like to take some photos?" she asked them. "P... pardon?" Glasses was rocking in his chair. "Perhaps you ought to take some test pictures." Faye continued. "Then you can have a look at them later and see what pops up... in... to your... head." She said the last word slowly and with great emphasis. "Then you can let me know if I've performed adequately." Snap! Snap! Snap! "Wicked!" A small digital camera had appeared in Bow Tie's hands almost by magic. He'd tucked it into his pants pocket when he changed, praying for just this eventuality! Faye treated him and Glasses to an array of sexy poses that displayed all her magnificent charms to their very best. Her legs, her lips, her beauty and her trim figure all worked their magic on the camera, and on her two admirers. And the magic was undeniably working. Both Glasses and Bow tie were sporting huge hard-ons in their pants, and were shifting uncomfortably in vain attempts to either hide their embarrassment, or gain some kind of relief. Yet, Faye contemplated as slid a banana deep into her pussy, why haven't these guys made a move on me? Here I am offering it on a plate and they do... nothing! Frankly it's insulting! Any guy she knew would have had his cock either deep in her pussy or rammed down her throat ages ago! Hell, on any halfway decent night out she'd have both! And they'd be onto their second or third loads by now - either painting her super-cute face, loading up her mouth as Weezer had done, or just spraying straight down her throat and into her belly. So what's wrong with these guys? she wondered. They're not gay, that's for sure! She looked at their hard-as-rock dicks again. Surely they're not that backward with girls...? Are they? Well, I'm not leaving here until they shoot! And I don't mean in their pants... That is just... impolite. Faye pouted as she thought this through. If a guy is going to shoot over a girl he should shoot OVER the girl! Well... I'm not waiting any longer... "How about one of you guys let me hold onto your cock?" Faye put on a quizzical expression. "Wouldn't that make for a good picture?" "Er..." Glasses responded as Bow Tie dropped his camera. Fortunately it was on a wrist strap. "Yea... er... if you're sure...?" Of course I'm sure! Faye's mind shouted. Girls don't offer handjobs unless they mean it! Outwardly she remained calm and held out her hand. "Sure. Come on, bring it over here." Glasses approached Faye nervously, giving his friend a yearning look as if seeking some moral support. Bow Tie, trying to retrieve his suddenly very awkward camera, glared back, his expression carrying an obvious message. Lucky bastard! Glasses' fingers fumbled unproductively with his zipper until Faye pushed them gently away and took over. She unzipped and dropped his pants, and then his shorts. Finally she took a firm grip on his already rock-solid dick and began to wank it gently as she posed for several more photos. Pump! Pump! Pump! Snap! Snap! Snap! Not bad... Faye thought as she slid her hand up and down in a delightfully firm motion. While not in Weezer's league, a healthy 7½ inches. Faye smiled for Bow Tie's camera as she pointed Glasses' cock toward her mouth. She hoped it was a good quality camera. The way he's shaking, it'll need to be, she thought. "Mmmmmm..." Glasses was obviously enjoying the sensation of Faye's skilled hand upon his cock. "Oh... yeah..." Pump! Pump! Pump! Snap! Snap! Snap! "You enjoying that, Honey?" Faye asked, knowing the answer. "Oh... yeah..." Glasses repeated. "You want to stay with the handjob?" Faye began to tease him further. Pump! Pump! Pump! "Oh... yeah...!" Glasses repeated. "Or do you want to put it in my mouth?" Faye asked simply. Pump! Pump! Pump! "Oh... ye..." Glasses began again. "Er... what...?" Faye stopped for a moment. "Wouldn't that make for a good picture?" She used her most sweet and innocent voice, with an expression to match. "Er... YEAH!" Guys' vocabularies really go downhill when you have a hold, or a mouth, on their cocks, Faye thought to herself and gave a small smile. So what else is new? Faye leaned forward and let Glasses' cock slide slowly along her tongue. She stopped every inch or two to let Bow Tie take a picture. Occasionally she would look directly into the camera and Bow Tie would see the joy in her eyes. Snap! Snap! Snap! Finally Glasses' entire 7½ inches were hidden within Faye's mouth and throat. After what they'd seen her do to Weezer, he and Bow Tie knew this was no challenge to the beautiful brunette, but it took their breath away anyway. Especially Glasses, who was making some very interesting noise of his own. "Owwww... wwwwwaaaa..." he moaned as Faye held his cock deep in her throat and sucked on it gently. Schluuuup! ... Schluuuup! ... Snap! Snap! Snap! Bow Tie had finally remembered to start taking photos. "Mmmm... mmmm..." Faye sucked gently. The guy was close to shooting his load and she didn't want him cumming too soon. She was enjoying herself. There's something soooo relaxing about giving head, she thought to herself, speculating for a moment on whether a long history of pacifiers and popsicles had anything to do with it. Not for the guy, obviously, although they sleep like babies once I've sucked them off. Can pumping out all that cum be that hard work? She continued in her contemplation as she gently massaged Glasses' balls in her hand. Or is it filling these up that wears them out? He emptied them out a few minutes ago yet they're filling up nicely. There's a good load in here already. So is that what does it? Schluuuup! Faye let go of his balls and looked over what she could see of Glasses' body as she sucked. Only at the back of her mind was she aware of the occasional flash and whirr of Bow Tie's camera, yet he was getting the best pictures and the biggest hard-on of his life. Schluuuup! Mmmmm! He does seem tense... Faye's mind continued its analysis. He's all taut and stressed. He's actually shaking! Is that what tires them out? I could keep him like this all day. I've done it before. Who was it? Danny Morris... I kept him rock hard for over four hours, begging me to let him cum. Literally begging... Perhaps I shouldn't have? OK, he put a snail in my hair when we were kids, and I warned him I'd get even with him one day. But perhaps four hours erotic torture was a bit much... He collapsed when he came in my mouth. Just folded up... And that was a lot of cum, too... Schluuuup! Faye looked up at Glasses face and the look of sheer, unadulterated bliss upon it. I'll give him a couple more minutes and then I'll let him let loose, she thought. Then... perhaps a facial? That'll give them a picture to remember! She looked at Bow Tie. I really ought to thank my photographer, too... I want copies! Schluuuup! Faye leant back once again, letting Glasses' cock fall free of her mouth and taking it in her right hand once again. After pumping it slowly several times she turned back to Bow Tie once again and held up her left hand so it mirrored her right. "Want a go?" This almost unimaginable concept took a few moments to work its way through Bow Tie's brain before he sprang forward. With the camera dangling and jerking round his wrist once more, he desperately worked at his zipper and dropped both pants and shorts as fast as he could. Then, half-stepping and half-falling out of them, he made his way to Faye's immediate left and felt her soft yet firm hand take a hold of him. "Ohhhhhh... Ahhhhhhhhhhhh...!!!" Bow Tie sighed as if the troubles of the world had been lifted from him. Pump! Pump! Pump! Nice... Faye thought as she began working on Bow Tie's cock. It was just a fraction longer than Glasses'. Almost its twin... These boys really should get girlfriends, she mused. These toys are being wasted on magazines when any number of girls could be getting the benefit. Well... right now the girl who's getting the benefit is me! Pump! Pump! Pump! Faye's talented hands pumped them both gently but firmly, Bow Tie slightly faster as he was further away from cumming. In fact her hands moved with such grace and skill that it was a delight to watch, let alone feel. And while neither Glasses or Bow Tie was in a apposition to fully appreciate that artistry - just their own selfish pleasures - Weezer had come round and was watching it all with complete fascination. Pump! Pump! Pump! Faye's hands were perfectly timed to maintain Glasses close to the brink while swiftly bringing Bow Tie to the same point. Then one hand slowed and the other quickened until they were in perfect harmony. Pump! Pump! Pump! "Oh, shit!" Glasses' eyes screwed tight shut. He knew his moment was coming - literally. Pump! Pump! Pump! "W... wow!" Bow Tie's meanwhile were wide open, not wanting to miss a moment of the greatest single event of his life. "Wooooooooooooooooow!!!!" Pump! Pump! Pump! "Thank you, boys," Faye smiled as she increased both her grip and her motion upon them to tip them over the edge. And almost to the second they responded... Pump... Like synchronised geysers, fountains of white foamy cum erupted from each cock, driven into the air by Faye's still-pumping hands as she skilfully manipulated them, drove them, guided them... ... Splash! ... guiding the foamy white arcs so they landed one after another across her pretty, smiling, laughing face. Across her cheeks, her forehead, over an eye, dampening down her hair, across her lips, her teeth, and into her mouth. Pump... Splash! Pump... Splash!