The Young Barista - Part 3 - Sex Stories

The Young Barista - Part 3

... swollen, dripping genitals and tasting each other’s sexual fluids. If this did not constitute an affair, then I don’t know what does. There was no more wondering about what was happening anymore and somewhere I felt relief. I’m finally doing the deed and by God, I am going to enjoy it. Sam broke her kiss from my lips. She kept her eyes locked on me as she began to straddle my lap. It didn’t take much to know what was about to come next. She adjusted her panties so they would not fall back into place and then reached down and found my cock head and began to rub it along the beautiful pink slit of her now dripping pussy. I pulled the fabric of her dress off her shoulders until her breasts were bare, exposed and inches from my lips. I leaned in and kiss and sucked on her nipples. She gasped as her eyes rolled back. My hands held her slim waist as I devoured and suckled her womanly bosom, while she continued rubbing her pussy along the length of my cock, covering it liberally with her juices and savouring the feel of my engorged meat along her swollen lips. She was building up the heat of passion, vibrating every cell with as much energy as possible before she took the literal plunge and finalized our lust and desire for each other. .................................... There was a slight pause and Sam stopped moving. I wondered for a moment if she had come to her senses and was about to pull away in realization of the reality of what is happening. I could not gauge her ...

... expression as my face was still buried in her chest and my lips locked on her nipples. But then I felt my erection being enveloped in an amazing sensation of warmth and moisture. Now it was my turn where my eyes began to roll back in my head and I released a long breath as a divine pleasure filled my consciousness. Sam had begun to sit on my cock and it slowly filled her very warm tight pussy. She was so wet that as I entered her, it displaced her nectarine juices and it dripped sumptuously down my shaft and covered my balls. I held her tightly as I felt myself penetrate her deeply. She took it slow, inching it in slowly, breathing, relaxing and then allowing herself to receive more of my manhood. Her eyes were closed, her arms wrapped tightly around my neck as intense pleasure filled her from the inside out. There was no sense of time and it felt like the mind had stopped. All I knew was darkness in my head and a concentrated point of pleasure at the tip of my erection as well as a swirling warmth in my solar plexus. Sam and I just sat there breathing, holding each other; not daring to move least the intensity of pleasure would rip through our systems too powerfully. I was deeply buried inside of her; I could feel the head of my cock pressing against her cervix and only my balls protruded from the bottom of her bum. I was in balls deep as they say. Sam would later describe to me how completely I filled her and how she felt like I had penetrated her right up into her stomach. She said ...