I knew it was going to be one of those days when I saw my neighbor Beth in the front yard fucking herself slowly with a large pink dildo. She must have just begin, because she had the presence of mind to look up at me with her usual polite Midwestern smile: “Hey there, Cynthia! Care for a cup and fuck?”
I waved back, “Oh no, too much to do. But you have fun now!”
“Alright, well stop by anytime!” she said cheerily as she changed positions to insert the dildo even more deeply.
I debated taking the bike to town, but the feeling of the seat on my bare pussy while I rode nude seemed too distracting. It was true, I had a dozen errands to run and would get plenty of time to play when I got to town. I decided to walk there at a leisurely stroll, enjoying the sight of several other neighbors doing everything from mowing the lawn to blowing the mailman.
The first stop was of course at the coffee shop. It was a cute place, good coffee and plenty of places to sip or even play..
The petite blonde barista was wiping the counter in nothing but an apron, while customers lounged on the various soft chairs and chaises around the establishment. “Cynthia!” she chirped sweetly. I could see the peak of her hard nipples through the thin fabric of her apron. My pussy felt like it was twitching in anticipation. “The usual?”
“Nah, let’s go with a latte today. Extra foam!”
“Showed up just around tipping time, I noticed.”
I smiled mischievously. “Wouldn’t miss it!”
Just as she was finishing pouring the foam on my latte in the shape of a delicious flower, the gentle chime that alerted the guests of “tipping time”” rang out. The barista squealed with delight and perched herself on the counter, guests getting up to approach her. She leaned back, spreading her arms and legs to offer herself to the crowd. The first few, seeming to be in a rush, just ran their hands lazily along her pussy a few times and shuffled off. Cheapskates. That was no way to tip.
The next woman in line was much more considerate. She leaned over and gently licked up the barista’s thighs until she reached her pussy, then let her tongue circle her pussy a few times before giving three languid thrusts inside the little lady. I could tell from the barista’s giggles and sighs these were much more welcome as a reward for her hard work.
After that there was a man with an impressive cock and a pair of thirsty eyes. He circled her entrance with the tip of his penis, eliciting a happy, pleading moan from her. “Thanks for the extra espresso shot,” he murmured before plunging into her. I watched as she writhed into his thrusts, her pussy greedily pulled him into her deeper, harder. He grabbed the counter for leverage and started really fucking with gusto, making her tits bounce wildly as her moans turned guttural. He emptied himself in here and withdrew before she could come. She was panting, desperate for more.
I was next in line. The man ran his fingers up and down her pussy one time, collecting a little of their combined juices. Then he put his finger in my mouth as I approached. “Take her home,” he said as I sucked his finger clean.
I plunged in head first, wanting to taste more. I lapped up every inch of wetness I alternated between fucking her with my tongue and licking playfully at her clit. Then when I felt she was building to a climax I started fingering her wildly while I worked her clit with my mouth. I kept fucking her mercilessly until her orgasm burst and receded, leaving her limp with pleasure.
She slowly sat up, looking desperate to return the favor, but I just grabbed my latte and headed out. I sighed happily as the taste of the barista mixed with the smooth flavors of the latte. I had many more errands to run and couldn’t wear myself out too soon!
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/runubj/errands_part_1_mf_ff_group_public_nude_world
Bravo!
Now that’s the kind of world I wouldn’t mind living in.
Part 2 pls