There’s nothing to dislike about a cute redhead bringing me a steaming cup of coffee though, and as Tierra walks over with the tray of coffees and my muffin I reach around to give her perky butt a nice squeeze.
“Here you go,” she says plainly, putting the coffee down in front of me and Christine, then dropping your muffin.
She then takes her rightful place in the chair beside me and starts to open my pants up, pulling my cock out with diligence and forward efficiency, getting her hand around it, and starting to stroke my dick.
Tierra’s hand feels gentle, just as soft as I could have hoped it would, and as she jerks me off I settle comfortably into place and start to sip my coffee, enjoying the royal treatment. “So, Tierra, this is Christine, she’s a transfer from Chicag–“
“From New York City,” she says, cutting me off and telling Tierra a new lie, the third location she’s claimed to be from in less than twenty-four hours.
“I moved out here to get away from the craziness; you spend that long in a city like New York and you start feeling like you should quit your job and start following around The Grateful Dead or something. Although I’ve always been a bit of a free spirit.”
“Well, I hope you like it here,” Tierra says with a friendly smile, leaning forward and completely ignoring that she’s giving me a handjob or talking to someone whose face is covered in spunk.
Her strokes are steady, almost mechanical in their patient approach. “I can’t imagine moving to a city like New York. Things aren’t exactly quiet here, but everything seems so busy! I kind of like it here. Things get kind of hectic during the lunch rush, but it’s still pretty good. In New York, I don’t think I’d ever be able to rest. And the rent! I hear it’s atrocious.”
I zone out a little bit as I sit there, eating my muffin, sipping my coffee, and enjoying my handjob from a cute barista who is very nonchalantly touching my dick.
I never thought she actually would, not the kind of weirdo who asks the woman who serves me on dates because of the generally very awkward entanglements that come with it and the fact they’re paid to be nice to me and everything, but it doesn’t matter now; there are no signals to ‘read’, just a command to give and an expectation of public service that she’s happy to provide.
I just take the nice handjob and let her work me over while she and Christine make small talk to pass the time.
It’s the longest I’ve ever seen Tierra sit down at a table, although it stands to reason she’d need to spend longer with me than most people; that’s just the mark of good service.
“I’m going to finish in your mouth,” I said with a very plain tone of voice, and Tierra nodded.
I rise up to my feet and guide my cock toward her lips as she keeps stroking, her mouth opening up and welcoming me forward, and like it’s a dream come true, I cum right in front of her mouth, my cock twitching and erupting as thick semen spews forward in broad, gooey ropes.
Most of it lands into her open mouth, but her lips catch some of it, and she quickly licks it up, swallowing it all down without a worry or a care in the world; it’s just how things are, it seems.
Things have been really nice lately.
Rose chooses then to walk in, and I look quickly at the two redheads I have around, both of them I have lusted after for far, far too long, and before Tierra can get out of her chair, I ask, “Would it be too much trouble to let me fuck your tight ass and leave it a gaping, cum-dripping mess like I’ve always wanted to?” with a candor that seems wholly inappropriate, but then, so does giving my barista’s butt a playful slap.
“It would be my pleasure to let your big dick ream my ass and make me walk funny for the rest of my shift,” Tierra says, agreeing with me eagerly as she starts to undo the button of her jeans.
I grab a hold of them and pull them down. “Would you like to bend me over the table and fuck me like an animal, or stand me up and see if you can fuck me so hard my knees give out and I drop to the floor?” For such vulgar words, she’s saying them like she’s asking as if I want dairy-free creamer.
It’s kind of unsettlingly hot.
“Nah, I want to fuck your ass while I hold you up, spread your legs out, and flaunt your hot, dripping pussy getting all wet just because of how much you love having your ass stuffed with cock.” I relieve her of her bottoms entirely and grab hold of her legs from behind, pulling her up and tucking my hands underneath her knees.
I then turn to Rose and ask, “Hey, Rose, would you be so kind as to help me, stuff our barista’s ass with my cock, and then put my hot balls into your mouth and suck on them?”
“Your fat nuts being in my mouth sounds wonderful, yes,” Rose says, nodding in agreement as she drops to her knees in front of me and Tierra, and this insane threesome fantasy is only another power trip, but fuck is it a good one.
I feel Rose take hold of the dick that fucked her earlier this morning and guide it toward Tierra’s puckered hole.
I then sink her down onto it, groaning as my cock forces its way deep into her needy back door, which clenches down around my cock with a vulgar display of hunger and excitement.
Before I can even start rocking Tierra up and down my dick, Rose is leaning forward and dragging her tongue across my ball sac, and my cock is twitching in excitement at the prospect of this dual service.
“Finally, using your powers like a real man,” Christine teases, throwing one leg up over the table as she starts to touch herself again, seemingly as content as can be Whatever Christine’s whole ‘deal’ is makes a lot more sense if you assume that it’s all somehow tied to a huge voyeurism kink, and indeed the way she’s fingerfucking herself right there in the cafe certainly screamed of it pretty hard.
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