Dribbling Barista [FF]

(Possibly part 1. Written after a prompt of sorts and chat with an interesting Redditor!)
She had me at my first visit to the little coffee shop, or at least in as much as I decided to make it my regular stop each lunch time to brighten my day. It wasn’t like I was planning a relationship with her and had no idea if she was even interested in women. But she looked cute, with those big doll eyes and slight cheeky smile. Her mouth was surprisingly large on a small face but with her full lips it seemed to work. She always wore a slightly low cut top and I can’t say I’d ever complain about a little cleavage on show. Her breasts seemed small but very firm, or could just have been a bra 1 size too small. Either way, whenever she saw me she smiled, probably like with every customer, and she lifted my mood a little, so I kept going back not thinking much more of it than a little eye candy for the day.
Her name was Demi, which made me smile as the very first time I saw her she had a little something at the corner of her mouth, shiny and moist, rolling down to the side of her chin. She wiped it away quick but that’s probably what hooked me. I have a thing for really messy sex and copious amounts of saliva really do it for me. Hence my cheerful attachment to dribbling Demi.
After a few weeks of this I was on my way back from the bathroom. Oh yeh, the bathroom at the coffee shop! Well that’s a hole other type of gay story, if you know what I mean!? Ha ha. Any way, there’s a small spot just before you turn round the corner to the counter where you can see through a small gap between shelves and the giant coffee machine. You can’t normally see the actual coffee being made normally as it’s out of view, but I got a good view of Demi and couldn’t believe it.
I nearly tripped in shock as I can to a haunt. Probably my mouth was ajar slightly as I watched place the freshly made Latte about six inches under her mouth and then let a good shot of dribble drop into the cup. My heart suddenly pounded as I watched it the shiny thick stringy clear goo pass over her gorgeous lips and drop in slow motion. It all happened in moments as she gave a quick stir, wiped the spittle off with the back of her hand and went to deliver the coffee.
I was in absolute shock, head spinning, yet aroused and excited.
Demi suddenly became more than just a passing fancy.
I was there again as usual the next day but made sure it was my coffee she was making as I peeked through the crack. I can’t even tell you the joy I experienced sipping my coffee in front of her and nodding thanks, knowing it was her dribble as the secret ingredient, as she gave me a little crooked smile, not knowing that I knew her secret.
It would be boring and long, not to mention a little sad for me to go over my full blown stalker mode week where I watch and ended up videoing her dribbling into the cups. Or the fact I repeatedly played and came to those same short videos in the evening. How sad am I? It’s not like I can’t get a girl if I want, but those video just blew me away for some reason.
So I found me and Demi sitting in my apartment one evening. I’d left her a note for her to message, which she had. We’d interacted a bit more recently and I’d started to think perhaps she might be interested but wasn’t really sure. She’d come willingly to my apartment, whereas I’d originally planned to….um…..let’s say encourage rather than blackmail her, using the video. In my defence I really was caught up in the moment!
She was shorted than me and really looked good tonight. Her top was a little lower and looser, so after a few glimpses I was fairly certain her boobs were very firm and it had nothing to do with a bra.
“Thanks for inviting me over” she said with a little smile, “I haven’t got a lot of friends here and you seem really nice.”
I was insane, that was obviously the answer as I dived into a rambling nonsense of why I’d invited her over. It all had made sense in my head and I’m really very controlled normally. There was something about liking how she looked, seeing her dribbling into the coffee cups, effectively stalking her (she looked shocked briefly!), that I really did like her, and like her as more than just a friend, I was a lesbian, I’m really not a total crazy, but I have a thing for dribble and saliva, she seems nice, blah blah blah.
She was quiet for a time, staring down at her drink. She almost whispered, “I have a condition where I over salivate. It’s worse when I’m excited or stressed.” I let the quiet last for a bit. “There’s no where to spit there and if I swallow too much it makes me feel sick. So you know…” She gave a little shrug.
She looked up at me and I stopped breathing. A little drool was creeping out the side of her mouth. “I kinda like you too…”
My heart stopped for a moment and then pounded like I was a dog in heat. I swear if I was wearing underwear it would have been soaking!
My slow planned seduction plan was gone and although a nice slow build up would be lovely for all involved, including the reader of this, I really didn’t feel like I had time right then and just went on instinct.
Which means I ended up on the sofa nervously leaning into those big full lips…
As always that first uncertain kiss tasted so good! Lips on lips and as we squeezed together dribble squeezed out of her mouth into mine…I was in heaven!
She pulled away and flushed a little, “sorry…I should go spit or something…”
“Please don’t!” I begged! “Or at least don’t do it somewhere else.” I winked.
I held her face with one hand and put my other like a cup under her chin. “Please…” I whispered.
She looked shocked or surprised or disbelieving for a moment and then a look of resolve.
Her lips parted a little, glistening as she pushed the liquid from her mouth, slowly down her chin and into my waiting hand. There was so much I couldn’t hold it all, but once she was empty I used my free hand to unbutton my shirt. I was terrified she’d think I was a freak, but just could stop myself. I wasn’t wearing a bra and once I pulled my shirt back I leaned back and let the goo drop to my breast and then rubbed it gently around. I was clearly aroused and couldn’t believe it when she reached forward to reveal my other breast then lowered her mouth to my nipple.
She held eye contact the whole time as she played the nipple around between lips, teeth and tongue. I simply lay there enjoying the moment for a while. Her wet sticky saliva applied to my own breast by my own hand, while her lush lips caressed my other breast and nipple, her saliva glands stimulated and leaving a trail of slime everywhere she went. I wrapped my free hand around the back of her head pulling her into me, groaning as I did it.
Her hand slipped up my leg, easy access with the skirt I had on, finding my soaking wet mound. She stopped and smiled in surprise for a moment, “sooo wet!”
After a good squeeze and rub, making me squeal a bit, she pulled her hand out and sat back up. She inspected the hand covered on my juices and then holding eye contact with me she placed her fingers in her mouth and sucked on them. I truly have never seen anything hotter in my life!
She stopped and pulled her loose top off over her head. Her breast were small. Maybe a handful, but we’re the most solid little globes I’d ever seen in my life!
“I want to try something,” she said, “lay back and spread your legs.” I complied immediately, suddenly realising I wasn’t in charge at all.
She flipped up my skirt and leaned over me. She gave me the deepest kiss I’d ever had, holding our bodies just out of reach but close enough I could feel the heat from her. As she pulled back she let herself leave a string of dribble between our mouths which suddenly fell away back into my face.
Her hand reached down for more of my juice and spread it across my breasts. Then she leaned her body down so her amazing little breasts met my pussy and rubbed them slow and hard together. I swear her nipple was harder than a finger and I could feel it each time it flicked past my clit. Her rubbing became smoother as her breast became drenched in my liquids. As she moved it spread across my body. She pulled my hand into her mouth and sucked my fingers, sending me to heaven and creating even more messy drool to play with.
She took now saliva covered hand after a few minutes and rubbed it over her face. She looked so beautiful and hot covered in shiny messy juices as she rubbed my pussy with her hard breast! She blew my mind and body at that moment and I came like I never have before, releasing more juice over our already drenched bodies!
“My turn now,” She winked through my haze, “where’s the bedroom?”
To be continued…

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/t7xzms/dribbling_barista_ff