The Young Barista - Part 3 - Sex Stories

The Young Barista - Part 3

... the excitement of our extramarital rendezvous. It didn’t take much to deduce I was having an extremely hot and lascivious affair with someone more than half my age. Little did they know she was not even eighteen. …………………… By the time dinner was over, we had more than just our fill of food. The wine had liberated our inhibitions, as well as pheromones, endorphins and adrenalin. As we got up to leave, Sam looked down and noticed my raging erection. I think the few tables around us did too. Thank God for wine and false bravado, for if I were sober, I’d be terribly embarrassed, but, nope, not this time. She looked down, smiled, unconsciously but her lower lip and then looked back up at me; she was very pleased with herself. She knew the date, the outfit and the flirting all had its desired effect and that her man was ready, very ready. The waitress came by our table and thanked us; she said she would escort us to the entrance. Sam slipped her hand in mine and we looked even more like a couple now than did when we came in. As we crossed the room again, eyes would follow us and eating would pause for a bit. Only this time, virtually everyone could see my prominent erection poking through my pants. The waitress did all she could not to stare, but every once in a while she would quickly steal a glance at the outline of my cock. This time it was Sam that noticed all the women taking in the form of my barely disguised sexual organ. This time, she felt proud to be that girl seen in ...

... the company of a handsome man. What made her even wetter was that if one of the patrons were to look hard enough, they would notice the ring on my finger and realize that I had chosen to have this public display of affection with her rather than my betrothed. Sam felt very special, which in turn made her extremely aroused. She could feel her juices seeping through her ever so small panties and moisturizing the lips of her now swollen labia. …………………… My car was parked at the very end of the restaurant’s parking lot and there weren’t many other patron’s cars nearby. The moment we got in the car, Sam knelt on her seat, turned and faced me, wrapped her arms around my neck, leaned over and kissed me passionately. I wrapped my hands around her svelte waist and pulled her to me. My hands openly roaming over her back and down to her beautifully shaped ass. Her dress was so short that by then the hem had rode up way past her bum. If you were on the outside looking in, you would see her on her knees, her exposed bum in the air and the tiny red slit of her thong barely covering her beautiful bald mound that spilled out the sides of her panties. I squeezed and massaged her firm ass as our tongues hungrily explored each other’s mouths. My hands found her warm soaked pussy and it did surprise me to feel how extremely wet she was. She moaned her approval the moment she felt my fingers reach her mound. Though I was hungry for my teenage lover, experience kicked in and I slowed it down just a ...