The Starbucks Barista

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    I don’t know about you, but I like the caffeine buzz of a strong dark Grande from Starbucks. However, this story isn’t about coffee. In my local coffee shop there is a tall dark Latino barista that gives customers something much more than a caffeine buzz.

    There are thousands of Starbucks. Those dark green coffee shop signs are found at airports, in shopping malls, office towers and on street corners around the world. You can get a Starbucks in Taiwan, Turkey or Thailand. You can order a latte in Chile, China or Cyprus.

    The Starbucks in the shopping mall not too far from my suburban home has something special, but it’s not the coffee. Juan, a dark Latino, works at the Starbucks in my neighbourhood. He must be the most well endowed young man I have ever seen.

    Juan always wears very tight black pants and a white dress shirt when he is working at the neighbourhood Starbucks. His sleeves are rolled up to show off the smooth mocha skin and sinewy muscles of his arms. He is tall and thin, with smoldering eyes and a shaggy mop of black hair. He exudes sexuality.

    The seating area in this Starbucks has a number of small round tables with low wooden chairs placed close together. There are also several big couches and two deep wingback chairs. Students study on the over stuffed couches; housewives sit on the hard chairs and gossip. Businessmen will sometimes sit and review their appointment books as they drink coffee at the little tables. The average customer sits for half an hour; some longer some shorter.

    I planned on sitting in the coffee shop for a couple of hours so I plugged my laptop into an electrical outlet on the wall to save battery power. Normally I just run in to grab a quick java but this particular sunny Sunday morning I sat for over two hours watching. I was able to observe Juan working and more importantly watch the reaction of the customers to this beautiful human specimen.

    I must admit I decided to set up my computer at the Starbucks because I was curious about Juan. I had noticed him several times before in the store and he piqued my curiosity. I wanted an excuse to sit for a couple of hours and just watch. Juan isn’t always at the store, but when he is working, there seems to be a sexual tension in the shop.

    Both men and women seem to be attracted to his dark eyes his hard bubble butt and the noticeable bulge in the front of his pants. When he comes out from behind the counter to tidy the sitting area or restock the cream and sugar, most heads in the coffee shop turn and watch his tall sleek body as he gracefully moves between the tables.

    Customers can’t help but stare. It is interesting to watch the reactions. Some customers try to catch his attention – engage him in small talk and devour him with their eyes. Others steel quick glances at Juan and don't want to appear to be staring. They get embarrassed if he stands close or brushes against them as he moves between the tables.

    A sleek muscular young body – like a panther – he bends and moves with grace. His crotch – a noticeable bulge – is right at eye level for the customers seated in the low couches and at the small tables in the Starbucks.

    His ass is hard and round. When he bends to pick up the newspapers you can see the young housewives staring – I noticed more than a few men staring too.

    Having watched him for over two hours I noticed Juan had a pattern. He wears a green smock when working behind the counter, but before he comes out to the seating area – which he seems to do with great regularity – he always removes his smock and adjusts the crotch of his tight pants for maximum effect.

    If I hadn’t been watching for a couple of hours I wouldn’t have noticed the pattern. Juan works the seating area, cleaning the cream and sugar counter, emptying the garbage, tidying the newspapers. He seems to like putting on a show. The whole time he is smiling and chatting with customers; stretching and strutting in his open shirt and adjusting his large package in his tight pants.

    It is interesting to watch him coming on to the shy patrons. I watched him put the moves on one particularly pretty girl. She had ordered a Mocha Frappuccino and sat deep in one of the wingback chairs to read her book.

    Late in the morning, as the sun was starting to stream in the window, the beautiful blond hair of the girl by the window caught the sunlight. She was tanned, pretty and innocent looking. I watched as Juan, who had served her twenty minutes earlier, approached the pretty girl. She was seated deep in the overstuffed chair minding her own business.

    Juan followed his usual pattern. He lifted the green apron over his head and tossed it on the counter. He ran his fingers through his long dark hair. He adjusted his shirt, smoothed the pants on his thighs and adjusted the healthy package in his crotch.

    Juan maneuvered among the tables. He picked up newspapers, wiped the tables and straightened the chairs. He smiled at the customers as he gently brushed his hard butt past them in the tight spots between the tables. He approached the pretty blond in the large wingback chair by the window. His crotch was right at her eye level. He casually adjusted the bulge in his pants.

    This particularly attractive blond girl looked up from her book and right at Juan’s manhood. Juan smiled and looked directly into her eyes. She turned deep red as Juan stood with his semi-hard dick hanging down his thigh right at her eye level. He casually asked if she wanted another Mocha Frappuccino.

    She looked at her cup then back at Juan – first at his eyes then at his crotch. She smiled a nervous smile and nodded yes.
     
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    What the pretty blond girl probably doesn’t know is that the Starbucks coffee chain is named after the coffee loving sailor in Herman Melville’s classic American novel “Moby Dick”.

    This interesting factoid seems somehow appropriate. The Starbucks barista named Juan has a one eyed whale in his pants. He has a ten inch dick and likes to show it off. He likes it when the customers stare at his crotch. He deliberately removes his green Starbucks apron when he is tidying the seating area so customers can see what he is packing.

    Juan likes it when the housewives stare at his substantial dick. His balls are as big as ripe plums and his dick is as thick as a coke can. When he sees an attractive woman in the coffee shop he likes to sport a semi and go out and put his crotch right in the line of site of his conquest. Like Captain Ahab in the Moby Dick novel – Juan will not stop until he captures one of the customers …

    This particular Sunday morning Juan is moving in to harpoon the attractive petit blond. She has removed her shoes and pulled her feet up under herself on the big chair by the window. Her jeans are tight highlighting her small butt. She has small breasts and her tight t-shirt nicely shows her slim figure. The dark brown cotton compliments her striking blond hair.

    Juan returns with a Starbucks cup and a couple of napkins. He bends to place the Frappuccino on the low table in front of her chair then stands erect in front of her. His bulge clearly outlined in the sunlight from the window.

    “I’ve seen you in here before” begins Juan. “What you reading?”

    “Just some homework” replies the girl, trying not to stare at the huge snake within reach of her dainty little hands.

    Juan casually rubs his hand down his thigh making his cock swell even bigger. Clearly he is sporting an erection. The young girl reaches for her Frappaccino and from where I’m sitting it looks like she is bobby for the python in Juan’s pants!

    By now I’m as horny as I’ve ever been in my life. The young girl sits back in the big chair and begins to twirl her beautiful blond hair with one hand as she holds the coffee with the other.

    They are both clearly flirting.

    Her nipples start to show through the cotton of her t-shirt. The sunlight is creating shadows on her brown top. Her erect nipples look like they must be over half an inch long.

    Sitting in the Starbucks surrounded by other customers, I am watching the sexiest flirting you could imagine between two fully clothed adults.

    Juan puts his hands on his hips. His bulge is obscenely huge. The girl adjusts her sexy hips and butt and pulls her feet under her on the chair, she wiggles her open toes and smiles up into those dark smoldering eyes.

    I can’t hear what they are saying … a young boy and his Dad are seated beside me and the kid is insisting on a chocolate chip cookie. I turn to look at the kid and when I turn back to look at Juan again he is kneeling down writing something on a piece of paper. I assume it is his phone number. From where I am sitting it looks like he is kissing the girls toes.

    I can’t stand it. This guy is a walking sex pistol. I’m horny as hell watching this erotic dance and hope they will rip each others clothes off and fuck right in the front window of the coffee shop!

    I wondered if my wife would find Juan attractive. Obviously most of the women in the Starbucks do.
     
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    Chapter 3

    I already had some feedback through private messages on chapter one and two and I hadn't even come to the "money shot" yet.

    One of our faithful LPSG readers wanted a 'toilet scene'. I found it challenging to make it hot and horny while making it sound realistic. Hope you enjoy.

    Remember feedback is appreciated. :biggrin1:

    It was past noon in the Starbucks. The morning crowd had thinned out and the afternoon regulars hadn’t started to arrive yet. The noisy little brat got his chocolate chip cookie and was quiet. The Dad, sitting beside me, was watching Juan and the blond girl.

    He was enjoying the show as much as I was. I could see him adjusting his pants and casually rubbing his crotch under the little table. I wondered if he brought his little boy here regularly to watch our sexy neighbourhood barista. Does his wife know what he is doing at Starbucks?

    After a little more chit chat and laughing between the two young flirts, the blond unfolded her legs from under her tight butt and started to get up out of the big chair. Juan pushed the low coffee table out of the way and offered her his hand. Fuck he was smooth. He was turning the charm up to maximum and she was enjoying every minute.

    With a demur little smile she brushed her hair back from her face and accepted his hand. When standing, the top of her blond head came up to his chin; Juan was about six feet tall and the college girl was a little over five feet. Her perky little tits pushed against the tight t-shirt and you could clearly see her hard nipples. Juan casually wrapped his arm around her sexy little waist and he walked her to the door like they were old friends.

    “I’ll call you after work” she said as she left.

    Fuck I thought. This guy can pick up women easier than I can order an Espresso Macchiato.

    I finished writing my story and I packed up my laptop. I wanted to race home so I could post this suburban adventure on the LPSG web site and tell my wife what I had seen.

    My hard-on had subsided a little and I thought before heading out to the car I should go for a quick pee in the washroom. I’d had two Starbucks Grandes since arriving at the coffee shop and was dying for a piss. My bladder was so full I could hardly stand up from the table.

    The noisy little boy and his dad had left and I was the only one sitting in the front of the store. The suburban coffee shop had gone strangely quiet.

    I noticed that Juan wasn’t behind the counter as I walked back to the men’s room.

    In the washroom, as I bent over to set down my computer bag I thought I heard someone in one of the stalls. As I approached the urinal I could clearly hear voices.

    It was Juan, he was with someone in the stall. I tried to be as quiet as I could, but I had to piss so bad I went over to the urinal and started a long long long piss. I tried not to make any noise so the two other people in the stall wouldn’t hear me.

    Fuck, this young stud had just finished flirting with a customer now he was doing someone else in the washroom. I was getting a hard-on again – while I was still pissing. Fuck.

    “Oh Tamara… Tamara use your fingernails. That feels so good.”

    I heard Juan moan in his soft Latino voice. “Pump it big for me… Yes, scratch my balls.”

    I heard her muffled voice. “Mmmmm … you’re … slurp, slurp, slurp … so big … Oh Juan, you’re beautiful. Mmmmmm … you’re huge.”

    It was an erotic sound. She had a husky sexy voice and was clearly enjoying Juan’s equipment. It sounded like something from a porn movie. Two people going at it hot and heavy. She was moaning and sucking and licking his massive cock. He was coaching her on how to handle his hefty manhood.

    “Tamara, suck it … yes suck it. Oh Tamara … yes. You’re good. Squeeze it. Ahhh … yes you are goooood.”

    “Mmmmmmmm. You like that?” she moaned.

    “Do you like me to bite it? Little Tamara bights?” she said.

    Fuck she sounded good. She was playing with him and I was standing holding my own dick listening.

    It was quiet for a minute or two. She must have been sucking his huge head. I finally finished peeing and was grabbing my own seven inches making it bigger.

    “You’re the biggest man I have ever seen. I need two hands… for you Juan.” she giggled. “your balls are beautiful and soooo heavy.”

    “Oh yes. Yesssss… don’t stop.” Juan was obviously close to cuming.

    I could hear the sound of her little fist beating his huge wet meat. I had a massive hard-on listening to the sounds and fantasizing about Juan and his fuck pole.

    I couldn’t tell from the voice how old the woman was or what she might look like. But clearly she was experienced and Juan was enjoying her masterbation skills. Was she an employee? Maybe she was she one of the neighbourhood housewives?

    I was horny and jealous at the same time. This stud was able to draw the chicks like a magnet. This guy must be fucking amazing I thought to myself. I wish I had a dick magnet like that! A fucking Moby Dick!

    I continued to beat my meat and listen to the hot action in the stall next to me.

    “Ahhhh, Tamara you’re good. Faster, faster…” The sound of his balls slapping on his thighs and her little hands jerking up and down his warm wet saliva covered shaft was echoing off the tile walls of the men’s room.

    “Juan, I want you.” She hissed in a deep raspy voice.

    “You’re twice as big as my husband. I need you in me.”

    I started to beat my meat faster. I was masturbating in the fucking neighbourhood Starbucks.

    I heard the shuffling of shoes on the floor. As I looked over, I could see two pairs of feet in the toilet stall. Juan must have hung his pants on a hook because I could see his shoes on the floor and his sock feet and the bare calves of his hairy legs but no pants.

    She had one shoe on and one shoe off and was lifting her leg to remove a white pair of panties. I guess she must be wearing a skirt.

    I kept stroking my seven inches and thought about Juan’s massive bulge. How fucking big is he I wondered. She said he was twice as big as her husband.

    Fuck… what if I start cumming and someone comes in? What if Juan and the girl hear me?

    They were paying no attention to anyone or anything other than themselves.

    “Oh Juan … you’re so hot. Your hot cock head is hot on my pussy. Oh you’re so big. Ohhhh… easy … not too fast. I can’t take it. I’m not ready.”

    “Yeah … You’re fantastic” hissed Juan. I love your hair, your skin. You’re body… you are beautiful.”

    What a fucking Casanova I thought to myself. He was romancing her in a fucking toilet stall at Starbucks.

    “Ooooh you’re wet Tamara. Oooh you feel goooood. Take it…” he continued to coax her along.

    She let out a little yelp like a puppy dog. The big mushroom head must have gone in. They started a slow rhythm. He was gently but firmly putting his massive cock in.

    Uhhh… uuhh …Ohhh… Yes. Easy ... Yes. Juan you’re too big. Juan, not too fast. My husband has never been in this deep. Oooooh.

    “Yes Tamara… take it … take it all.”

    "Juan, you horse. Fuck my pussy. I want all of you."

    I couldn’t stand it any longer. I beat my meat and shot a big load all over the urinal. I staggered a bit at the power of my cum.

    I wondered if I could get out of the washroom undetected before they finished.
     
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    As those of you who read my stories know, I like to make them as realistic as possible. Unfortunately I ran out of ideas on what Juan could do in a Starbucks that would sound believable so I'm taking a new twist.

    If you have a particular fantasy you would like me to try and work into this next chapter send me a private message or post your idea right here on the site.

    Enjoy.

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    I quickly finishing pissing and left the Starbucks men’s room before Juan and his horny housewife knew I was there.

    But my curiosity got the better of me … I had to know who was giving such fantastic head to the Latino horse cock in the toilet stall. I sat in the parking lot waiting to see who would leave the Starbucks. It was about five minutes later and a woman came out.

    Holy Shit! You could have knocked me over with a feather. I would never have guessed.

    Tamara Jordan the president of the local tennis club walked out of the Starbucks wearing expensive sunglasses, a tailored designer outfit with matching expensive Fendi purse and shoes.

    Tamara Jordan is well known around town. Her smiling face is on all of her real estate signs. She gets her name in the paper regularly for charity events and community service work. I guess it helps her with the real estate business.

    I remember Juan called the woman in the toilet Tamara, but I would never have guessed that this “Miss-community-service-goody-two-shoes” would give a blow job and fuck a Starbucks barista in the men’s room.

    Juan must have one fucking golden rod to get ‘little-miss-perfect’ to suck his dick.

    Tamara Jordan is married to a chiropractor. She is a hot little red head woman that always wears expensive clothes and acts like a big society type with a fake Harvard accent around the tennis courts. She wears thousand dollar outfits and spends hundreds of dollars on her hair and manicure so she does look hot.

    She works out five days a week and plays a mean game of tennis. She has very shapely legs and a small waist that draws attention to her hard round hard ass in the shortest tennis skirt you could wear in public and not get arrested! My wife thinks her tits are fake too. She almost looks like a Barbi doll with the big tits, big hair and hourglass figure.

    Fuck, wait till I tell my wife. Little miss stuck up is fucking the staff in the toilet at the local coffee shop.

    Who knew she was a size queen!

    ******

    Two days later I dropped into the Starbucks on my way to work. Juan was behind the counter. He smiled at me as I placed my order.

    “Hey you were here on Sunday working at your computer. How’s it going?” he asked with a smile as he removed his green apron.

    “It’s going pretty well, I guess?” I could feel my self turning a little red in the face.

    “Tamara tells me you were waiting for her in the parking lot Sunday afternoon.”

    Fuck. They must have known I was in the washroom on Sunday.

    Juan reached down and adjusted the bulge in his pants. He kept his dark brown eyes looking right at me. I felt myself getting very red as my eyes followed his hands down to his crotch. Was this Latin love machine coming on to me?

    “If you would like to watch us some time” Juan continued, “that would be okay with Tamara and me”

    Juan looked directly at me and smiled with a wink as he handed me my coffee.

    My mouth was dry. I didn’t know what to say.

    “Her husband is in Chicago at a chiropractors' so she invited me over tonight. She knows you liked listening to us in the toilet on Sunday and wants to know if you want to join in this time.”

    Holy shit, Juan just invited me to a three way with himself and Tamara Jordan. I was reeling trying to think of what to say.

    “Uh really I shouldn’t.” I stammered. “I’m a married man.”

    “Come on man. We know you enjoyed yourself on Sunday. You can watch the real thing this time, if you like.”

     
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    Dr. Jordan was away at a Chiropractors’ convention in Chicago and Mrs. Jordan was having a private little party with her young and hung Latino Barista from Starbucks.

    I got increasingly excited during the day thinking about Tamara Jordan’s drop dead looks; her petite Barbi doll figure and perfectly quaffed red hair, her muscular shapely tennis legs and big round silicon tits.

    I kept hearing her words in my ears from the weekend. In the men’s room in Starbucks she said “Juan, you’re twice as big as my husband”. How fucking big is this guy?

    I decided I couldn’t pass up the opportunity. I would take Juan up on his offer and go to the Jordan residence that evening. I was so horny all day thinking about Juan and his massive cock… thinking about him laying it into Tamara the size queen. I masturbated in the office washroom over the lunch hour but still I couldn’t concentrate at work all afternoon.

    At about 8 o’clock I knocked the door at the Jordan residence. It is a big house in the most expensive part of town. They have a long driveway and a manicured lawn with a curved path up to the front door. At the end of the path, two concrete lion statues on the front steps guard a massive wooden door. The stone walkway up to the imposing door is lined with garden lights and you can see the lion statues lit up from the driveway. Walking up the long path to the door I felt like I was being drawn into a lions den.

    I banged the large knocker on the wooden door and waited.

    After what felt like eternity the huge door swung open. It was Juan.

    “We thought you would come.” Juan smiled and stepped back to allow me to enter.
    He looked even hotter in street clothes than he did in his Starbucks uniform. He wore a skin tight black t-shirt that showed off his sleek smooth muscular body. He had a scotch on the rocks in his hand and greeted me at the door in bare feet.

    “Tamara is in the kitchen, follow me.”

    The kitchen was huge, stainless steel appliances, granite counter tops and leaded glass doors on the cupboards.

    Tamara was bent over getting something out of the freezer which was at the bottom of the very expensive looking fridge. I thought I was going to cum right then. Her hard round butt was in the air. She was wearing tennis whites – a short little skirt but no panties. I could see the red lips of her pussy ...

    “Our guest has arrived” announced Juan.

    As she stood up her nipples were clearly visible through the tight white top. Her big toothy smile looked like her picture on the real estate signs.

    “Welcome. You want a drink? Scotch?” Tamara seemed a little tipsy. She pointed to a half empty bottle of expensive looking single malt scotch on the counter.

    “Sure” I said as Juan walked over and put his hand on her beautiful ass and began nibbling her neck.

    She poured the scotch and turned her attention to her Latin lover.

    I felt rather awkward, not knowing whether to just stand and watch or turn away or join in…

    I sipped the scotch for a minute but the two lovers didn’t seem to pay any attention to me. They continued long deep kissing and groping. The moaning and smacking of lips got louder and louder as they became more intense. It was almost like they were deliberately giving me a show.

    Tamara’s big tits in the white top pressed against the black shirt of Juan’s chest. Her hands ran up and down his muscular torso. Juan reached around and put his hands on her bare ass under the short skirt. After a few minutes his long fingers started working under her ass and toward her wet pussy and she ground herself against his thigh.

    Tamara, her hair now a little messy and her face getting a little flushed finally pulled away and turned to me and said with a sly smile “Juan says you like to watch.”

    I wasn’t sure if she was expecting an answer. Tamara reached for Juan’s now noticeable bulge and continued, “You have never seen a man as big and beautiful as this – not even in movies… he has a special gift.”

    With that she started to undo Juan’s belt and pull down his pants right in the kitchen.

    Juan smiled and stroked her hair as she went down on her knees.

    Juan’s pants dropped to the floor and the metallic belt buckle made a loud bang as it hit the ceramic tiles. The sound was a foreshadow – a signal of the heavy weight of Juan’s manhood about to be unleashed.

    I took a sip of my scotch and moved around to get a better view.

    Tamara reached into Juan’s underpants and started to pull out the biggest fucking cock I had ever seen in my life. Her little white hands looked tiny around the big brown circumcised python in his pants.

    Tamara stroked it like a pet. She nuzzled it against her cheek and it began to grow in her tiny hands.

    Juan leaned back against the kitchen counter and watched the beautiful buxom woman in tennis whites play with his giant dick.

    His mouth was partially open in a soft smile. The lids of his eyes were drooping as Tamara’s tongue worked up and down the shaft. He was in a trance as his shaft continued to grow.

    Within a few minutes, Juan’s cock stood almost as tall as the 26 ounce bottle of scotch on the counter. (a Glenfiddich Special Reserve bottle is 12 inches tall).

    By now I was getting very horny. My seven inches was dying to join in the action. I dropped my pants and pulled out my dick.

    Tamara wasn’t paying any attention to me. She had both hands on Juan’s huge cock. Her fingers couldn’t totally encircle the monster between Juan’s muscular legs. Her tongue was flicking the big bulbous head as Juan’s eyes rolled back and he let out a heavy sigh.

    With my hand on my dick I moved closer.

    “Tamara … fuuuuck …. You’re goooood” moaned Juan.

    Tamara flipped her red hair back off her face and at that point she saw me standing with my dick in my hand. She blew me a sexy air kiss and waved me to come closer.

    Juan reached down and grabbed the shaft of his dick. He squeezed and pre-cum oozed out the slit.

    Tamara licked the droplets off the huge purple head of his dick. Her dainty little hands reached down to play with the two lemon sized balls hanging between Juan’s legs.

    I kept pounding my own meat at the site of these two sexy lovers putting on a fantastic show.

    “Why don’t you show him your beautiful tits …” Juan encouraged.

    Tamara sat back on her haunches and put her hands on her two round globes. She squeezed them together and pushed them against Juan’s giant shaft. Juan slowly titty fucked the silicon boobs.

    I took another step closer. I desperately wanted her to suck my dick.
     
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    more more more please don't leave us hangin
     
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    I'd love to see more of this amazing story when you've got time to develop it further.
     
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    jj....you've fucking done it again! What a turn on, man. We need LOTs and LOTs more of this story!
    Let's have a true 3some with EVERYONE getting action from ALL THREE.
    With absolutel No holds barred!
     
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