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The first time we meet is at a coffeehouse. We both get drinks and make idle but suggestive chatter, no one the wiser to our conversations prior, and the looks of intent and lust we keep shooting each other across the table. That and propriety are all that keep us from knocking it over and fucking right there. I dismiss myself with a wink, heading towards the restroom, you watching my every move. Once to the hallway, I gesture at the door to the alley, hold up my hand to indicate 5 minutes while mouthing the words, and let myself out.
Intrigued, those 5 minutes seem interminable. Finally, the time has come. You rise from your chair and proceed to the bathroom hallway. You nor I are sure what has been going through the mind of the other, but one thing is certain. Neither of us has been more hot and horny in our lives.
The door shuts behind you, leaving us to our own designs. I put one hand on my hip and look at my other wrist to suggest I have been waiting impatiently and flash a wicked grin. You come toward me, pulling me close with one arm around my lower back, reaching the other down to grab my ass. At the same time, you kiss me on the mouth deeply and passionately. I respond with mine using equal desire and force, our tongues and lips intermingling and heightening our arousal further as if it were possible.
You remove your arm from my back and circle it to my front so you can reach under my skirt and touch the wetness gathering in my panties. Over the fabric, you graze your fingertips along my slit, their existence the only thing obstructing direct contact until you slip them beneath a split second to tease me and I shudder deliciously. Breaking our kiss, you stick one of your moistened fingers into my hungry mouth, and the other in yours so we can both taste me. I suck it suggestively, giving an idea what awaits you elsewhere.
Placing one of your hands on each of my shoulders, you turn me around, take the butt of your hand to push between them indicating you want me to bend over, and smack my ass. You make quick work freeing yourself from the confines of your pants, cock already raging hard and nearly at full mast, definitely plenty stiff, but give it a few strokes for good measure. Your other hand shoves the crotch of my panties to one side, pinning them under the tips of your index finger and thumb. I am bent all the way over grabbing my ankles, with my sopping wet pussy on display, aching to be penetrated by you.
Not hesitating, you plunge yourself inside of me as deep as my tightness will allow you to be immersed in one pass, only accommodated without direct stimulation due to all the mitigating factors contributing to this being the hottest encounter either of us has ever partaken of or imagined. Mmmm, you feel amazing. Much to my chagrin, you immediately pull out of my luscious slippery hole that has been quivering in anticipation. You pose a question, full well knowing the answer, and ask if I want to be fucked like a slut.
Intrigued, those 5 minutes seem interminable. Finally, the time has come. You rise from your chair and proceed to the bathroom hallway. You nor I are sure what has been going through the mind of the other, but one thing is certain. Neither of us has been more hot and horny in our lives.
The door shuts behind you, leaving us to our own designs. I put one hand on my hip and look at my other wrist to suggest I have been waiting impatiently and flash a wicked grin. You come toward me, pulling me close with one arm around my lower back, reaching the other down to grab my ass. At the same time, you kiss me on the mouth deeply and passionately. I respond with mine using equal desire and force, our tongues and lips intermingling and heightening our arousal further as if it were possible.
You remove your arm from my back and circle it to my front so you can reach under my skirt and touch the wetness gathering in my panties. Over the fabric, you graze your fingertips along my slit, their existence the only thing obstructing direct contact until you slip them beneath a split second to tease me and I shudder deliciously. Breaking our kiss, you stick one of your moistened fingers into my hungry mouth, and the other in yours so we can both taste me. I suck it suggestively, giving an idea what awaits you elsewhere.
Placing one of your hands on each of my shoulders, you turn me around, take the butt of your hand to push between them indicating you want me to bend over, and smack my ass. You make quick work freeing yourself from the confines of your pants, cock already raging hard and nearly at full mast, definitely plenty stiff, but give it a few strokes for good measure. Your other hand shoves the crotch of my panties to one side, pinning them under the tips of your index finger and thumb. I am bent all the way over grabbing my ankles, with my sopping wet pussy on display, aching to be penetrated by you.
Not hesitating, you plunge yourself inside of me as deep as my tightness will allow you to be immersed in one pass, only accommodated without direct stimulation due to all the mitigating factors contributing to this being the hottest encounter either of us has ever partaken of or imagined. Mmmm, you feel amazing. Much to my chagrin, you immediately pull out of my luscious slippery hole that has been quivering in anticipation. You pose a question, full well knowing the answer, and ask if I want to be fucked like a slut.
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