Bookish Facial

A few years ago I met a slightly younger lady at a book club. She seemed interested in something I said and followed me around a bit to talk to me. I actually didn't think we had much in common, and thought her rather plain looking, though not ugly. She had dark hair, was quite tall with angular features, and a lot of freckles. But she seemed interested in knowing how I spent my time, so I invited her over for some movies I was planning to watch. She soon wanted to hold my hand, and let me feel her up while she sat in front of me, even to to point of letting me reach under her pants and massage her clitoris to orgasm. She asked if I wanted a handjob, and I quickly accepted. She knelt in front of me and released my cock through my zipper, stroking in earnest while looking up at me with curiosity and interest.

After a while I asked if she ever gave blowjobs, she said she did but didn't like cum in her mouth. I asked if she would take it on her face instead, and she said she had never done that, and seemed surprised by the suggestion. She asked me if I did that much, and said it was an exciting ending. This seemed to obsess her, and she kept asking me about my interest in it and what it was like. I told her I was sorry if it offended her, but she just said it seemed strange and she was curious about it. Talking about it turned me on, even if she didn't seem to relish it, so I asked if I could try it. She said "I suppose so," and so once she got me fairly excited I stood up and started stroking my cock into her face. She never did suck on me, though I rubbed my cock into her lips a few times. Thinking about cumming on her lips was very exciting, so soon I was squirting hard, and pulled back just an inch so I could cover more of her face. She just sat completely still, staring at what I was doing, and I made sure to go under her eyes so she didn't have to close them. I rubbed my cockhead on her cheek to get off the last few drops, then laid back down. She sat up next to me on the couch and stared right at me, asking if this made me happy. I said I loved cumming on her face, and thanked her for giving it a try. She kept asking what I thought of seeing my cum on her face; I said I liked it, and she just gave this look like she found this hard to understand. But she didn't wipe off the cum or do anything about it for several minutes, while some of it dripped onto her shirt.

Her attitude changed, and I felt I had offended her, though she never said so directly. After another minute she went to the sink to wash off, then excused herself to leave. I thought I'd never hear from her again, but she called me up a few days later and invited me to her place. Again, I made her cum with my hands, and this time she followed up with a blowjob for a few minutes, again ending in a facial. But we never had intercourse, and soon I started dating someone else, and didn't hear from her again.