[F] Masturbating in a coffee shop

So I’m obsessed with coffee. The taste, smell, everything about it makes my world go-round. At my college, I often get work done at our local coffee shop. It’s cute and comfy and smells of fresh espresso. The tables are arranged with dark leather chairs around, making for a cozy and intimate setting.

Yesterday afternoon, I was typing away on my laptop as usual. The smell of coffee resonating through me, the sounds of coffee being ground and orders prepared helping me concentrate. But, I had been working for a few hours now and my mind was starting to wander.

I opened Reddit and started browsing, responding to comments and messages from you lovely people. I start listening to a few audios from r/gonewildaudio. As soon as I started listening to [this](https://soundgasm.net/u/Qarnivore/M4F-Dont-Listen-to-This-in-Class-MdomPet-NamesDDlgOralGrowlingWhisperingTeasingMetaASMR2306) one, I felt my pussy stirring. I knew I probably shouldn’t be listening to a sexy male voice whispering in my ear with my peers right next to me. But, I continued, the deep delicious voice caressing me from the inside out.

I lounged back in my chair, his voice giving me exactly what I needed at that moment, soothing me and making me restless at the same time. I cross my legs and arch my back, the sexy narration making me drip instantly. God I just wanted to get off now. I fucking deserved it, I’ve been so good for so long.

I lean forward, my lower body hidden by the table as I start to rock back and forth. I slide my hand under my oversized sweatshirt, kneading my perky tits, pinching my nipples, thank god I wasn’t wearing a bra. I run my palms down my thighs, feeling the smooth contours of my legs, raking my nails up and down my leggings. I run my hands up my inner thighs innocently, my thumbs teasing my outer lips. I glance around me, my peers were furiously typing away, whispering to each other.

I draw circles across my pussy, getting more sensitive as the audio goes on. The sounds of the narrator eating pussy and groaning making me so achy. I imagined him doing all those things to me, hot breath against my pussy, kissing along my lips, rubbing me everywhere. I imagined my finger was his, deep inside me, rubbing my g-spot as I clench down on him. His would be thicker than mine, rougher than mine, firmer than mine.

I feel myself getting close and back away, not wanting this to end too soon. He would tease me, make me beg for it. My whole body breaks out in goosebumps as I drag my nails along my inner thighs. God I wanted to come so badly, I couldn’t wait. I press my thumb against my clit and squeeze my thighs together once again, letting a whimper escape. I imagine his cock rubbing up and down my slit, sliding across my clit, pressing his head inside me and then withdrawing. Oh God this was too good, his voice too tempting, my pussy too swollen, my arousal too strong. I’m not going to last, I just need to come.

I grind harder against the leather chair as his voice commands me to come. So demanding, not accepting anything else. God I was climbing, I could feel my orgasm building higher and higher and wasn’t able to control it anymore. I imagine his cock thrusting hard into me, filling me up, stretching me so good as I start to come. I keep on grinding and feel my pussy tighten up before releasing rhythmically over and over again, the contractions so strong I hold onto the chair for dear life. I exhale on a low moan, my pussy deeply satisfied in the moment, but still aching for penetration.

I tell myself if I finish my work I can come again and start typing, my mind as focused as ever, another orgasm just the motivation I need.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7bvvdn/f_masturbating_in_a_coffee_shop