It started with a follow, social media is a great ice breaker. I scrolled through her photos, I went slowly because I didn’t want to accidently like a photo of her from years ago, didn’t want her to notice I’d be stalking her life. I’m sure she did the same to mine.
I see her every week and I still get butterflies in the tummy even though we talk, even though I’m comfortable with her and she with me. I can’t quite put my finger on why we’ve clicked but I do so very much like it. I wonder if she feels the same.
We hugged the other day, I was telling her about a milestone I had and she leant in a gave me a hug, the smell of her perfume was so good, her body pressed against mine, I wish it would have lasted longer. I think I might ask her for a coffee, she’s always holding one so I know she likes it.
She said yes, we’re going for coffee at 2pm tomorrow, she said at her place, I was shocked, I thought we’d go to a cafe. But now I have her address and phone number I don’t think this could have worked out better. I bet she did stalk my profile, I know she did.
I knock on the door and she opens it up, my senses go to overload as the smell of lavender oil wafts through the doorway. Pink tight, new, trackies and a dark grey woollen cardi wrapped around her body. “Come in, it’s cold out” she says to me, leading me inside to the lounge room.
The coffee is great and we talk for hours, about our lives, about the place we always cross paths and soon we move onto our relationship history, our wants, our desires. We somehow got onto the topic of what turns us on. From there neither of us could hold back.
She liked her feet massaged and said she hadn’t had one in years. So I happily offered, I could see she wanted it but didn’t want to make it obvious. “No don’t be silly, you don’t have to do that” she said. I replied with “I don’t mind, I’ll put the kettle on and you get some massage oil, meet you back here in 5” I reply as I get up and go to the kitchen.
I walk back into the lounge, both coffees in hand, and see her there on the couch. I freeze as I look at her, the trackies have come off and the cardi thrown on the couch. She has pink lace knickers with roses and a matching bra. I don’t say anything, this is exactly where I want to be.
I walk over to the couch, put the coffees down and grab the oil. Neither of us say a word as I start massaging her feet, her eyes close as I see her whole body relaxes into it. She must moisturize, her skin feels so smooth.
I move my hands further up, running them over her shins around to the calves. I kiss her thigh, it’s smooth, my kisses move slowly further up. She moves her hand down pulling her knickers to the side, her lips look amazing, she starts to rub as my lips get closer.
I’m so close to her rubbing that I kiss her hand, she smiles and moves it out of the way. I kiss her wet lips, she had be rubbing hard and I can feel her clit is slightly swollen, my tongue slides down between her lips and I can feel how wet she is. I move my tongue up down sliding it from her clit down and in, her hand grabbing at my hair as she starts to breathe heavier.
I look up into her eyes “finish on me” I say to her. She doesn’t need to be told twice, her hand moves to her clit and she starts rubbing hard again. I can feel her getting closer now, the taste of her grool all around my mouth. She starts to shake, first it’s her legs then her tummy and her hips, soon her whole body is shaking as she moans “Mmm, mmmmm” loudly while I stick my tongue in. She finishes while my tongue is in, her body relaxing as I’m still moving.
As she is catching her breath, I slide my pants down, my hard cock ready to go. She smiles at me as I move up, I’m already dripping from the orgasm she just had. I slide my cock in, ahh she’s so wet from my tongue it feels so good when I go in. And out, and in and out. “Ahhh” I moan as her hands rest on my side.
I kiss her, our tongues doing a dance as I continue to go inside. I don’t think I’ll last long, she feels amazing. I tell her to rub again, I want to finish at the same time. Her hand moves back down, but before she starts rubbing her fingers move to either side of my cock. She wants to feel me go in and out of her, she can feel how wet it is and feel the vein of my cock as it goes in.
In and out, our breathing getting heavier, she starts to rub again. Oh it feels so good when she moves her pussy as I go in and out, we are so wet. In and out, harder and faster we’re going, it’s about to happen. I lean in and kiss her neck as I continue to move, our bodies closer than ever, in and out, She’s moaning now, it’s time to finish. My legs start to tighten and I can feel her shake as I orgasm and my hot cum explodes inside her while her body spasms in pleasure. I pull put and lay next to her my hand resting on her tummy as I kiss her cheek.
“I think we need some fresh coffee” she says to me.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/gaw2pq/take_a_chance_with_coffee
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