We met at a coffee shop - Sex Stories

We met at a coffee shop

... throbbing vulva. "Like that?" She asked?

"Perfect!" I answered, as I began to thrust more deeply into her with my fingers. I used my palm to offer pressure and friction to her clitoris while I gently alternated between low pressure and high pressure.

I lowered myself more heavily onto her leg, increasing my own pleasure as I rocked on top of her.

I held her by the back of the head while I kissed her again before burying my face in the pillow and her neck.

"Faster." She said.

Faster, I went.

"Yeah." She uttered, almost undetectably, but I stopped accelerating and maintained that pace. Thrusting and grinding while we both gasped, panted, and groaned.

"I'm going to come." I said, when I couldn't hold it back any longer.

"Oh my god." She said. Breathless.

As my legs clenched around her right leg I could feel her contract hard around my fingers just before she released a loud sigh and groan that indicated she was coming too. I fought to maintain some amount of rhythm while I rode out the waves of my orgasm. "Fuck!" I said, as I finally experienced the full release of the pent up electricity.

We fully separated, and sprawled out on our backs.

She started laughing and said, "Well that just happened!"

"Sure did!" I said with a far too wide to be cool smile.

"You didn't even take your pants off!" She noticed wetness on my right leg and covered her face in horror. "Did I do that??"

"Yes. So obviously I can't ever wash these again. Because ...

... I'll need them to remind me of how you smell." I clarified.

Mortified, she said, "That's so gross!"

"What can I say" I said. "I like the way you smell!"

She laughed and said that she'd just have to take my word for it. "I don't know what to do for you." She shyly admitted.

"Nothing today" I said. "This was plenty for your first day of feeling a little gay."

"I am feeling a lot gay right now!" She said with a nervous laugh.

I kissed her on the tip of her nose and said, "Well you're fun to fuck, so that's a good place to start."

We looked at the clock and saw that we had been fooling around for a lot longer than we had thought. "I should go." I said.

"Okay!" She said with a pouty frown.

We got dressed and she drove me back to my car that was parked in front of the coffee shop. We sat in the car and talked for another 30 minutes before I finally said goodbye and got out. It was already almost time for dinner.

As I was walking over to my car I heard her open her door and pop out to say, "I've decided this was a date."

"Yeah?" I asked as I ran over, picked her up, swung her around, and kissed her.

I put all of my contact information into her phone as we made plans to meet at my place for the next date, where we would paint and make homemade pizzas.

I drove home and cleaned my entire house with the focused energy that comes after the perfect first date.

As the sun started to set I opened a bottle of wine, and pulled out my paints. My doorbell ...