I love facials.
Mostly I love to watch them but have given a few in my lifetime.
What I don't love about facials in mainstream porn is they appear to often be targeted to dole out a sort of "humiliation" or "punishment" aspect to the act itself: aiming for the eyes, or shaking the last drops of cum off of the performer's dick like he's just finished pissing on his partner.
I like a cum shot to have a sense of abandon to it, not calculation. I like the idea of inevitability beyond reason.
This is why accidental facials are really appealing to me.
They just happen and can be viewed as the moment of orgasm being so powerful that you can't control it--it's distance or direction.
Perhaps the first facial I ever gave was accidental. I was still quite young, maybe only a couple of years into my having full-blown, partnered sex.
I was fucking my then-girlfriend missionary.
I was thrusting and I think she had her T-shirt pulled up and over her head, with the hem resting on the back of her neck so it wouldn't slip down. I liked to see her b-cup titties bounce as I banged into her and looking at this I felt and the moment of my orgasm was imminent.
I quickly pulled out and as my cock slipped free, I didn't grab it and jerk off as I normally might, but it had snapped up as it cleared her pubic bone. (she had a beautifully fluffy full brown bush covering her mound That I wanted to cum on)
The force of the pull-back from my withdrawl combined with the pulsing of my orgasm made ropes of cum start to arc up her body.
Her eyes were fixed on my dick as the spurts landed across her stomach, then to her tits then one blast across her right cheek. She barely flinched and this show had obviously turned her on. She started to rub her hairy pussy and came almost immediately.
To me the unbridled nature of that moment beats *almost* any sort of aggressive cum bath I see in most porn scenes now days.
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