Sucking Nipples At The Licking Sip Coffee Shop
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She was beautiful. From the first moment I saw her walking past my studio windows I was captured. Every afternoon, at the exact same time, she came by and I stopped working and watched her walk into the distance.
In the second week, I’d made up my mind; I needed to learn more about her. I decided on a simple course of action: follow her. I know, I sound like a stalker. But I needed to see where she went and find out if there was any chance of meeting her.
I put on my coat and when she appeared — on time as usual — I stepped into the street and followed her, keeping a few yards distance. I stopped when she entered a coffee shop. I never drink coffee — but today I would make an exception.
I waited a few moments to make sure she wasn’t ordering coffee to go and then entered. I looked around, trying to spot her. It wasn’t too busy but I couldn’t see her. Where was she? Not at the counter waiting to be served. I’d been right behind her, surely she couldn’t have sat that quickly. And it’s not as though I would struggle to recognise her… Long curly hair — oh, how I would love to twist it around my fingers — large hazel eyes, and the prettiest olive skin I’ve seen.
Walking up to the counter, I continued gazing around. The girl behind the counter was tying on an apron, her back to me. I was still searching when I heard, “Can I help you?”
Without turning around, I answered, “Erm, yes, coffee please… with cream,” and continued scanning the room.
Hearing, “That’s two dollars, please,” I jammed a hand into my purse. Finding the money, I turned to hand it over.
I froze, couldn’t speak. Looking into her eyes I was struck dumb, totally captivated. Up close, she was even more beautiful than I’d thought.
She smiled and asked, “Are you okay?”
Okay? Damn, I felt stupid.
“Oh, sorry… Yes, I’m fine, thanks. My mind was wandering.” I offered a sheepish smile along with the money. “It does that to me when —” I trailed off.
“When what?” she asked.
“What? Oh, nothing. See, there I go again.”
When she handed me the coffee, our fingers touched. I wanted our hands to stay there forever. But she withdrew and said, “Thank you.”
“Thank you,” I replied and walked toward an empty table and sat. I had a perfect view of her and I took out my iPad as if I was about to work. Instead, I watched her and listened to her beautiful voice. Could I learn anything about her?
The afternoon wore on and I was startled when another young woman asked if I needed a refill. Hell, I wasn’t a coffee drinker; I was only there to watch and try to learn more about my mysterious, beautiful young woman.
“No, no thank you.” I gave her a quick smile and glanced at her name tag. ”I’m fine, Alice.”
Damn, I’d been so shocked earlier when the object of my desire had served me, I hadn’t checked her name tag. Truthfully, I hadn’t wanted to break eye contact and now, sitting across the room, I couldn’t read her badge. I shook my head then grinned. At least I know where she works. I will see her again and, hopefully, get a chance to chat.
I stayed a while longer, still pretending to be working, until I conceded it was getting late and I should leave. I packed my iPad away and, after a final glance at the counter, walked toward the door.
“Thank you, come back again.”
I turned and there she was, right behind me. Again, I stood motionless, not speaking. What an idiot.
“Oh, yes, hmm. Thank you. Yes, I’m sure I’ll be back.”
She smiled — yes, the prettiest smile I’d seen — but I turned away and continued heading for the exit. By the time I reached the door and looked back over my shoulder, she was behind the counter again.
~~~~~
I continued going to the coffee shop but I’d wait for a few minutes after she’d walked past my studio. I always took my iPad and acted like I was working. The one difference was that I discovered her name was Myra and I was at least able to say “Hello,” and enjoy a short conversation when I ordered my drink.
There was one day when business was slow and the staff stood around chatting. Myra came over and started talking to me. It seemed like we talked for hours. Nothing specific, just life in general. I did find out she wasn’t married or dating anyone. The subject of the type of person she dated never came up but I did tell her I was bi-sexual. Myra didn’t make any comment.
Going to the coffee shop every afternoon that Myra worked and sharing general chit chat, I finally got up the nerve to ask her out. To my surprise and delight, she said, “I would love to,” and we immediately made arrangements for a dinner date.
We agreed to meet at my studio and Myra was punctual, arriving on the dot of eight. She looked more beautiful — if that was at all possible — in a black off-the-shoulder dress and black heels. I wore a black pencil skirt, black boots, and a white blouse with a plunging neckline.
I’d made reservations at a nearby restaurant and we were shown to a quiet corner table. We sipped white wine while making our selections off the menu and then chatted while waiting for the waitress to bring the food. It was all very relaxed and we got along really well.
Myra said she was working at the coffee shop to earn extra cash while finishing her nursing college courses. She was aiming to work with special needs children and she was clearly a very loving and caring person. We talked for some time about her love for children and I thought any mother would welcome her taking care of a child.
She was focused on being the best nurse she could possibly be and, therefore, had not seriously dated anyone at college. My heart beat dropped a little at that revelation. I was already head-over-heels for Myra but I respected her for what she believed in and for wanting to be the best she could achieve.
~~~~~~
We continued meeting for dinners, keeping things very light. At times it was very hard not to want more but my wants and needs would have to wait on her.
As time went on, I sensed she had deeper feelings for me but our relationship was never discussed. Until that special night when we celebrated her finals being over. She was on the brink of becoming that nurse she’d always dreamed of being and job offers were coming in. Myra was on top of the world; her future was bright.
At our favorite restaurant, I ordered champagne to celebrate and, for the first time, Myra let go. She drank that extra glass and I finally saw a side of her that had been hidden. The lights were dimmed and I asked Myra to dance. As we walked onto the dance floor, I put an arm around her waist and pulled her close. Until that moment, there hadn’t been the slightest hint of a romantic gesture and I wasn’t sure how she would react.
But, when I pulled her close and we looked into each other’s eyes, she fell into my embrace. That’s when I knew. I kissed Myra for the first time and hugged her tight, our breasts touching. Even though we were dressed, I felt hardened nipples within our clothes — hers and mine.
It was like nobody else was around. This was our night. We danced till the place began to close but we didn’t want the evening to end. Gathering our things we made the short walk back to my studio. Walk? We dashed!
Holding her in my arms, kissing her soft lips, I moved onto her neck and she moaned. She wanted the same thing I wanted.
I unzipped her dress, letting it slide into a bundle around her feet. For the first time, I felt her naked body and I removed her bra before laying her on my office couch. Our tongues intertwined as we kissed and Myra wrapped her arms tightly around me. I fondled and kneaded her beautiful full breasts. She had areolae the size of half dollars, a beautiful brown complementing her olive skin. I twisted and pulled her long nipples and Myra moaned, hips responding.
I wanted to taste her breasts, chew on her glorious extended nipples, and when I put my mouth to her generous mounds, Myra sighed loudly and hugged me. I trailed kisses down to her panties— and discovered they were soaked. I could have sworn she’d already come.
Moving her panties to one side, I nibbled her wonderfully soft, puffy lips but I couldn’t delay — I had to have her naked. I removed her panties and spread her legs. My god she was lovely. Her pink pussy was waiting to be devoured, juice drops glistening like diamonds.
I lapped along her slit but avoided slipping between her flower’s petals. Similar with my fingers, I stroked along the same crevice but didn’t penetrate. On the edge of the couch, thighs spread wide, Myra bucked and rolled under my attentions until her beautiful flower opened.
Easing one, then two, then three fingers inside, I slowly rubbed in and out. I then went for the prize. Covering her clit with my mouth she opened completely for me and I licked and sucked, eating the grandest dessert of my meal.
Myra’s hips bucked fiercely and I knew she was ready. Probing deeper, I found her G-spot and rubbing that special spot while sucking her clit, sent Myra into a whirlwind of orgasms. When she eventually begged me to stop, I pressed my pussy on hers and slid up and down, creating a friction which provided us with a mutual climax.
Satisfied, our bodies weary, we lay together, neither of us moving. We were like that at sunrise. Being in each other’s arms watching the sun rise was amazing.
Even more amazing, Myra came back to my apartment and stayed the rest of the weekend while we indulged in every kind of sexual position known to woman.
~~~~~~~
Myra was still considering various job offers from around the country when I asked her to move in with me. I believed we could have a good life together and I hoped our love was strong enough to keep her with me. But I also knew she had to chose the best nursing position open to her.
If it came to a crunch, I thought I could move with Myra but I had an established business here in California. St Judes hospital is a big children’s cancer hospital but it was her decision to make. Truthfully, I thought I would follow her anywhere — if she wanted me.
A little over two weeks later, we ordered take-in food and after eating we settled down with glasses of wine. Then Myra talked about all the offers she’d had, the interviews, the positions she thought might be better than others and why some didn’t attract. I listened closely until she finally said, “So I’ve made my decision. I’m staying here at St. Jude’s.”
I couldn’t help it — I cried, relieved and ecstatic that Myra had chosen to stay and make a life with me. We took our wine into the bedroom and spent the night making love in celebration.
~~~~~~~
After a few years, Myra went back to school — and now she’s a doctor. We also married and now we’re hoping to adopt a child to complete our family. I’m so proud of my girl, my best friend, my wife.
Who would have guessed that my life would turn out to be this good by following a young woman into a coffee shop?
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Incest porn has been a staple of pornography since the very first incel caveman realized that he couldn’t find fresh pussy out and about. He resorted to sniffing a whiff of his mother’s loincloth when she wasn’t looking, and beating his old cave meat into a leather sock.Now personally I’m not into the whole mommy-son dynamic – I’m a classy guy. But it’s no secret people like to get freaky when the lights go out, and if you’ve got a stiffy in your hand and you’re on Motherless, you gotta go...
Incest Porn SitesThanks to my usual cast and crew of Editors and Advance Readers, most of whom prefer to pretend that they don’t know me and wisely wish to take no responsibility for any part of my addled writings... Il n’est rien de réel que le rêve et l’amour - Nothing is real but dreams and love (from Le Coeur innombrable, IV, Chanson du temps opportun by Anna de Noailles) She was my one true mistress and ever faithful lover, my Green Lady and guardian of my dreams and now that I was back home...
When the car with Jake in it became a dot on the horizon, Thea turned to go back in the house. Suddenly Floyd appeared. “Mrs. Thea, how you be?” Smiling, she knew immediately what he wanted. He had that look and a glance at his crotch confirmed it. The imprint of his cock was prominent as it pushed against the material. “Looks like everyone is gone.” Floyd said. His eyes looking out over the farm. “Yes, I am by myself for at least the next few days.” She replied in an...
“Well, hell,” Thea said as she wiped the beads of perspiration from her face. “I guess ‘spring’ is here, huh?” “Yeah. It’s supposed to be cooler at higher elevation,” I replied. We took a few minutes in the shade by the rocks before rejoining our boyfriends. The four of us had driven up into the pass to hike. According to the weather report, the last coolness of a fading winter was supposed to continue through mid-week, but they were wrong. Actually, from our view from Eagle Point, where we’d...
Motherless.com! What an original name for a porn site, don't you think? The title doesn't fuck around: your mother would never allow you to watch the kind of filth they’ve got on tap. They pride themselves on being a moral-free zone for sick fucks, where you can find damn near anything. I’m talking about desperate chicks fucking anything that resembles a dick and crazy bitches literally eating shit. When you’re done fapping to the weird vids, you can even find "normal" porno to pass the time....
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The Fappening‘To me it’s not really a green. When I think green, I think of grass. That’s more like lemonade color.’ Erica’s nose was far too close to the glasses for my taste. Pouring the nearly clear absinthe over the rough-cut, cane-sugar cubes I favor, I tapped my spoon for a second to get her to back up. I wished I had my full setup here like I have at home, my Absinthe fountains water drippers are missed when I began to try and slowly pour water over the sugar cube. ‘Don’t you light it on fire?’ she...
Have you ever heard about a wonderful site called “Motherless”? I have a feeling that was a dumb question, of course, you fucking have. Well, I am here to talk about Motherless, but I shall also pay special attention to their Arab category. If you think Arabian sluts are hot, well you are in for a tasty treat, believe me.First, I should probably warn you that the name of this place comes from the fact that their content might be a bit too hardcore or questionable for some of you. Back in the...
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