Some years ago, I worked in the restaurant business and as often happens, we all flirted a little and had fun at work. It made the shifts go by a little easier. These were mostly innocent, but I found the attention of one of the cooks, Cat, too much of a distraction, due in part to the fact I couldn’t exactly figure out what it was about her that was so magnetic. I mean, no disrespect, but she wasn’t that smoking hot, over the top type you might think. She was really the “girl next door”, pony tail for work, kinda average in every way looking girl. She had reddish brown hair, a cute smile, blue green eyes and a girlish figure with curves, but there was def something unique and different about this girl. Some kind of spark. I knew she had an effervescent personality and a great smile. Despite this, I tried to ignore the vibe and was successful for a bit. I needed to be. After all, I was her manager and a handful of years older. Not worth it, right?
Well, one night after closing, I am the last to leave and after locking the back door, there she is, sitting on the hood of my car. Hmm…. She was finished an hour ago and I thought she had left like everyone else, so I was a little surprised to see her there, let alone on the hood of my car. As I approach, I smiled and said “Hey” and she asks,”whatcha doin?” in a sort of drawl. I replied yawning that I was just going home, I’m tired. Without missing a beat she asked, “Can I come?”. Clearing my throat, “uh, excuse me?”. “Is it okay if I come over? I’m wired and not ready to go home yet. I thought maybe we could hang out a bit.” As my mind was processing, I somehow uttered a “sure, I guess” which elicited an excited hop from the hood and as she jingled her keys and said “I’ll just follow you then” she bounced over to and hopped in her car. She was suddenly like the energizer bunny, almost giddy. I slid into my car, fired it up and started toward home. It wasn’t a long drive. I lived maybe a mile and a half away and despite the short drive, my mind whirred as I’m wondering what this is. I mean, she is 19, aware that I am engaged (at the time) and despite the chemistry and a little flirting, we had never really spoken all that much other than work chat. Mind you, it isn’t uncommon for people in the restaurant biz to spend time together late at night trying to wind down, but usually we always did that in a group and out and about. We never really gravitated towards each other in those settings but as I processed, the stirring in my jeans knew what was up even as my still-in-a-fog brain was connecting the dots.
We parked and went in, managing a little chit chat that cut through a bit of the obvious tension. Putting my work stuff away, she gave herself a bit of a tour of the apartment. It looked out to the wooded ravine and gave you the sense you were up in a tree house despite being on the ground floor.
I hadn’t planned on any company, was behind on my shopping so it’s not like I had a ton of food or drink to offer, but I did have a pint of ice cream in the freezer and offered that as a consolation prize thinking she might have had drinking in mind. The chocolate chocolate chip Haagen Dazs seemed to really excite her as we grabbed spoons, and she sat down in the middle of the floor and had me sit across from her to share it. All was going well, chatting, joking a bit, and just keeping it light as we ate it up. She was cute. Way cuter sitting here like this even if she was still in her jeans and work shirt. At the bottom of the pint, it had started to melt and I told her she could kill it. Not missing a beat, she put it to her lips to drink up the awesomeness and when she was done, she licked her lips and smiled a very satisfying smile. I had to laugh, because she had a chocolate smile on her cheeks from the carton. She was mortified and asked me to for something to wipe it off. Instinctively, I just reached up and used my thumb to wipe it away and holy shit…the sparks.
I had barely touched her cheek to wipe this away and – boom – I had to pull her in to kiss those lips. Where did THIS come from? The chemistry was incredible! It made no sense. But unsurprisingly and rather suddenly, making sense and good judgement took a back seat to raging hormones and enough electricity to light up a small city. We mashed there on the floor for what seemed like a good bit. It might have just been a few minutes, but it was hot. Not exactly tender. As I pulled her face into mine, I reached for her breast with the other hand and started to grope as things reached a fever pitch. Pretty innocent so far, and suddenly realizing this train was tolling down hill, I managed to pull away for a brief second, thinking I needed to keep it together.
Maybe this was just…WOW…what was thatexactly? Damn…both of us taking a second to process, sitting there, catching our breath. Holy cow…
And then she started taking off her shirt.
At this point, I stopped thinking and just went for it. I helped her get her top off and then helped with her bra. She had perfect, perky 19 year old tits. The freckles from her face appeared on her chest too and she was amazingly cute. She regularly wore shirts to work that maybe weren’t the most flattering, but they were clearly for hiding this incredible body. Her belly had just a touch of baby fat and her peach fuzz stood on end everywhere as I kissed her neck, grazed her shoulders with my lips, and worked my way down to her nipples. Aware that she was really heating up, I also noticed she was still in her jeans and helped her out of them. Laying there on my floor, mostly naked, I was incredibly enamored with her. She was transformed. I paused a second to take her in and she squealed, “hey, no fair” as she realized she was nearly naked and I alas, was not. With that, she sat up and grabbed my belt. Undoing my belt and working my pants loose, she worked on them as I pulled off my shirt. My boxers certainly could not hide my excitement as my cock strained to get out. I sensed her nervously shaking a little as she worked the pants over the bulge trying not to pull down the boxers as she slid the pants to the floor.
Tossing my shirt aside, I pushed her back down and laid on top of her, pressing my lips into hers and seeking out her tongue. Her breathing was increasing and she ran her hands on my back and felt for the waistband of my boxers. Sensing she may want to pull them off me, I slid down some and kissed her neck, making my way to her nipples and sucked on one and played with the other with my fingers Moving my hands over her body, inspecting as I did so, she would quiver in spots almost like my touch were electric, but I think it was just her body waking up to these sensations for the first time. I was trying to slow this down, savor it. Kissing down her sides and across her belly, I tongued her belly button a bit and she arched her back and let out a moaning yelp. “Oh my God, what did you just do?”. “I felt that in my pussy” she said. “Where? Right here?” as I started to mouth her steaming cunt through her panties she writhed on the floor in very obvious pleasure. Her panties were starting to really get soaked and as I took in her smell, and within a minute, in a move that seemed to take her by surprise, she started to come. I sensed she was falling over the edge and I pulled back and used my thumb on her clit as I watched her eyes roll back into a normal position as she caught her breath. She immediately sat up and kissed me really passionately, reaching for my dick, massaging it through my boxers and moaning. I broke the kiss and stood up, reached out my hand and pulled her to her feet, kissed her again and grabbed her ass with both hands, picking her up. She wrapped her legs around me as some of the clothes fell away and I walked her to the bed and kind of threw her back onto it. She still had her socks on, so I removed them and traced my fingers up the inside of her legs, aware of the way I was making her feel. Reaching her panties I used my hands to massage her pussy and mound for a second and then worked my hands to the sides and she lifted her ass as I slid the cotton down. They were cute and well soaked as I pulled them down and off of her. I always have loved that moment of discovery. A new pussy to play with. One of my greatest turn-ons. She had a nice young bush, with finer hair than I imagined when I was eating her through her undies. Throwing them to the floor, I bent down and used my tongue up the inside of her thigh toward her bush. She was squirming terribly and I chased her as she writhed, holding on to her things and hips. She settled right down when I plunged my tongue inside her, tasting her sweet juices. It was amazing. She was so sweet, so tasty. Playing with her lips, and working over her clit with my tongue, I know she came two or three times before she pushed me away and sat up. She couldn’t talk, she just sat there for a second catching her breath, a wry smile coming to her lips, she leaned forward and yanked my boxers down. Grabbing my cock she pulled me to her and falling backward, put the head of my cock right at her opening. Between the pre-cum oozing out and how wet she was, it took no effort to slide in to her dripping wet pussy. Don’t get me wrong, she was tight as hell and I could feel her grip all along my length, but it was like the she had a tractor beam inside her and it was pulling the head of my dick right to it! Buried full hilt, we both moaned and paused, soaking up the bliss. This didn’t last long as she started to writhe below me and instinctively bucked her hips. She wanted more and I started to give it to her. I couldn’t believe how amazing she felt, in all respects. I was melting into her and she was aglow with this awesome energy. There was no awkwardness at all. We were completely in sync and it took no time at all for us to come. I could feel it growing, feel it building below my balls and from somewhere deep inside. She seemed to sense it and it pushed her over the top into a gushing, bursting orgasm. Her convulsing and pulsing kung-fu-grip pussy pushed me over the edge an into an enormous explosion as I pulled out and splashed a massive load on her stomach and chest. As I drained the last bit of cum, I fell onto her and took a few deep breaths, quivering a little as she started a little squirm beneath me, clearly not done and craving more cock…I looked at her and we smiled…
TO BE CONTINUED…if it gets a good response…
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/84yceg/playing_with_the_cat_1_or_why_i_like_19_mf
Not a bad read. I always get half way through these posts and see things like “steaming cunt” and think…no one says that or describes vagina that way.
Great story, should have just asked her if you could finish inside her.
Who’s better, Cat or your fiancee?