From Sex Deprived to Sex Addicted Pt 4 - Sex Stories

From Sex Deprived to Sex Addicted Pt 4

... date with Stacy. What if they didn’t have sex? How would he satisfy his urges? He needed a back-up plan, he thought. And now, he had an idea. At last, school was over and Nick could leave for his date with Stacy. He didn’t plan to be as forceful this time in his hopes to hook up with Stacy, but he definitely wanted to up his flirting game and see how she responded. It didn’t take too long for Nick to arrive at the date location, the Coffee Grounds, since it was located halfway between his school and Stacy’s. Nick entered the coffee shop, his nose filled with the smell of brewing coffee. At least it would be fresh and not hours old like some of the cheaper coffee shops in town. The shop had its own unique vibe, with 70’s music playing in the background, vinyl flooring, and Andy Warhol paintings on the walls. The colors of the tables and chairs varied form neon green to hot pink. Being the gentleman that he was, Nick ordered some water while he waited for Stacy to arrive before they ordered their coffee. Nick chose a blue two person table in the back corner of the coffee shop. A small bookshelf filled with classic tales such as the Catcher in the Rye and The Old Man and the Sea, was directly to Nick’s left as he sat; behind him were the bathrooms. Perhaps he could have chosen a better location than a potential high traffic area. Fortunately, the place wasn’t very busy. Most adults were still at work and many high schoolers don’t drink coffee. Nick twiddled his thumbs as he ...

... waited for Stacy to show up. His mind raced back to the sex they had two days prior. The feel of her taught, firm stomach against his palm, her strawberry scented lips, and of course, her amazingly tight pussy caused Nick’s pants to tighten. His thoughts quickly centered back to reality as Stacy entered the shop, spotted Nick, and waved over to him. “Hey Nick, how are you?” Stacy asked. “I’m pretty good, babe. How are you?” Stacy nearly snorted. Nick had a feeling it wasn’t safe to call her ‘babe’ yet, seeing as they weren’t actually dating. She was fine with it in the text messages. “I just managed to survive another school day. The nuns didn’t slap my wrist too hard today, so I must have done something right” she joked. “Ha, that’s a good one,” Nick said. “I got you some water but I figured we could go up and get our drinks.” “Yes, definitely, I’m going to need lots of caffeine for all of that gardening I’m going to do later,” Stacy said. “You’re so nice helping your grandma out,” Nick said. “But I thought you were miss independent and you’ll do whatever you want.” “Yes, I still am but my grandma’s the sweetest old lady and I love to show off my inner green thumb.” The two arrived at the counter. Nick ordered an espresso; he had a late night of calculus problems ahead of him. Stacy ordered a cinnamon flavored iced coffee. The two went back to their table with the drinks. “How is that thing going to keep you awake?” Nick asked. “It’s pure sugar.” “Hey, be quiet, you. At least ...