Time to Unwind: Samantha vs. Her Horny Wet Pussy - Sex Stories

Time to Unwind: Samantha vs. Her Horny Wet Pussy

It was a cool November night and the life of a quiet town was at its slowest when the clock struck midnight. The atmosphere was damp and cozy. The street lights dazzled and danced on the wet black-top only to be interrupted by the clawing of dead leaves migrating across it. It was an evening that enticed the lust in Samantha for late night comforts. Samantha was 22 year old hard working lass. Her focus drove fourth her ascension in her professional life. She had wonderful almond shaped hazel colored eyes with a friendly softness that could melt anyone. Her hair was dark and lengthy touching the small of her back. Her bangs framed her lovely round face. She was the cutest little doll with a rounded 5’4’’ plump figure. She was what most considered a fat girl. Despite the common negativity associated with the description Samantha was confident and comfortable with her body with a fashion sense that could knock anyone on their feet. After going to class and working the grave shift at her mundane job a late night cup of coffee was all a girl could ask for. So she drove down to the local café to get herself the largest luscious latte she could get. She exited her car entering the brisk fall air. Her thickness bounced as she popped up cheekily from her seat. She was wearing taught leggings with a lengthy shirt that complimented her supple figure. Her mind soared in the freedom of the night as she took the short stroll through the lot. She became aware of the aches throughout her ...

... body as it loosened and relaxed. She desperately needed to unwind after this long and hard day. She entered the brightly lit establishment and squinted her weary eyes to focus in on a bright empty room. It didn’t surprise her that no one was out at this hour but she was still taken back by the desertedness of a place after dark. The man behind the counter seemed to come out of nowhere when he greeted her with a grin and asked how he could be of service. She placed her order getting the same complicated dessert drink she always treated herself to. The clerk got right to work on it spinning around and mixing all the necessary items together. She couldn’t help but take notice that he was quite handsome and tried her best not to stare as he swiftly fixed her drink. She bit her lip u*********sly and blushed as she observed his strong hands working the coffee bar. Samantha was quite the pervert in her own head and anything could make her fog up like a hot kettle. The quick moment ended when he swung around and asked in a shotgun of sound “anything else?” She came to almost embarrassed by how she thought she was conducting herself. She thought quickly and blurted out “Just one of those please!” She answered panicked in an identical tone as the question. she pointed to the large cookies behind the counter. “didn’t even want a cookie” she thought to herself as she turned in again. “but at least I can stare for another moment”. She giggled like a goof as she was entranced again by her own ...