Sex In Coffee Shop 소설 & 이야기

Tell me about it, you sexcapades" "A lot has happened. So many wild adventures. Sex here in the hotel room, on the bed, in the Bathtub, in the shower cubicle, we have great fucking session. Goodness, Jayden is hot and perfect. Sex in the car was mind blowing. And yesterday, we made out in the cinema " "Ahhhhh! Tricia screamed. "That's sooo fucking hot. I'm so proud of you girl. You finally got to feel what and how it feels to be a woman. Tell me more. How do you cope with his speed"

The coffeehouse Alessia visited was called ‘Espresso Haven,’ a quaint and cosy establishment known for its exquisite artisanal coffee blends and serene atmosphere. The place was adorned with rustic wooden furniture and plush sofas, creating an inviting ambience that encouraged patrons to linger. Upon arriving, Alessia seamlessly blended into the crowd of patrons, her sunglasses and hat effectively concealing her identity. She scanned the room, seeking out the familiar figures of Lara and Jeramy. To her delight, she spotted them tucked away in a secluded corner, heads bent close together, engrossed in hushed conversation. Careful not to draw attention, Alessia deftly positioned herself behind

"Maybe." "Makes sense. It's a better explanation than telling me that you secretly added a sex potion to my coffee. I mean, not that I'm complaining now, but you really made it hard for me." She laughed loudly, then shooed him away. "Sir, just wait for me in the living room. I'll make us coffee after I shower." And, well... Like she had expected, they couldn't resist the heat that consumed them again. They were in the kitchen, waiting for the coffee to brew in the coffee maker, when they ended up having sex there.

*** THE night was still young, they agreed to go to her favorite coffee shop near their old university. The coffee shop is not that full, because apart from it being on weekdays, only a few students are studying at the shop at the moment. She ordered her usual coffee, and so did Paolo. Iced Americano. They sat at the center of the shop, not her usual spot because someone was sitting there already. She was the one facing the shop's door, she could see who was coming in or out.

James’ hand moved from mine down to his crotch, readjusting himself. Huge men were wandering around stroking themselves and searching for the next hole to stick their dicks into. Couples were having shit against the wall, on the floor, in the window seat, and on the desk. Three women were also having shit together. Each table had a bowl of condoms displayed like candy. The grunts, moans, and screams instantly made me damp between my legs, and the room was filled with the smell of latex and cum.

My nipples tighten, fluid drips out of me. I’ve met men like him. So many “dominant” men. But only a few have been able to make me truly feel pleasure. Yet, his words alone might just make me cum. “You slut. Always stealing their fucking attention. Come here,” Green grumbles, and next I hear shuffling and a gag. I wish I could look, but my eyes stay on Coffee’s. “Are you going to fuck me?” I ask softly, in my sex voice. He pulls my mouth back to his throbbing cock. “That’s what I’m here for.”

Ax laughed, reminding me of Money's pestering questions that day. "She's mine. I don't share what's mine." "You, possessive of a woman? Hmm, I'm surprised as fuck. Just exactly same way I feel about my wife." I snapped my fingers at a prospect cleaning tables. "Coffee. Black. Three minutes." Then, I returned back to my discussion with Ax. "It's only sex, man. Don't try to relate this to marriage. Mine is totally different." I was starting to feel uneasy. "Sex until when?"

Sienna leaned forward, her elbows propped on the desk, eyes wide like a child waiting for a bedtime story. “Three girls,” I continued, my voice dropping into mock menace. “Three overpainted, overdressed, gossip-fueled menaces decided to turn the café into their own drama stage and the one of them thought it would be fun to snatch someone else’s hot coffee, through it at me, and start a whole scene with me, the barista and the coffee owner. Can you believe it? Right there, in front of everyone!” “No way,” Sienna gasped, already half-laughing.

It's easier now for me to understand why he likes the company of other people so much, but at the same time it isn't the type of company he wishes he always had. When I'm in the kitchen, I see a coffee maker and decide to make a cup. I'm still in a bit of shock that Sebastian and I actually had sex last night; my mind is buzzing, and a smile creeps up on my lips when I remember the details. The sinful details, rather. I swear I was only supposed to be over here for dinner—how did we end up naked? I guess Sebastian Harrison has that effect on people. I start the coffee maker after a minute of fumbling with the technology and reach up into the cupboard. Of course the cups are out of my reach,

It was a very rich look. The fresh hot coffee warmed her palms as she took the first sip. The invigorating smoky taste was heavenly. As she lifted her eyes from the cup, a lady and a guy walked into the coffee shop. With the way they held each other and giggled she knew they were together. They looked familiar then Rose realized she had seen them a few times around in the school campus.