0 comments/ 7463 views/ 0 favorites The Coffee Shop By: roviyesh I am sitting in a coffee shop, absentmindedly staring out the window, sucking on the end of a pencil with a blank sketchpad lying open in front of me. Daydreaming, not thinking about anything in particular just enjoying the calm and the peace of the day. I haven't touched my coffee in ages and you know my mind is elsewhere. You've been watching me. You're on your lunch break no doubt. The suit gives you away, you don't belong in a place like this and the other patrons realize you must work in the tall iron and glass building two blocks up, I however am oblivious. You've seen me once before, leaning on a pole waiting for the bus. My head down, eyes down cast, you asked me for the time as you hurried past but stopped when you heard me mumble "6:30 Sir" my eyes never lifting, to meet your gaze, my voice soft. You stopped as though you picked up on something, something buried within my personality but unsure of yourself you walked on. Now as you sit studying me from a corner across the room you are sure your instincts are right. To someone who knows what to look for my mannerisms just give it away and although it is midday, the coffee shop is crowded and this could end so badly you chance it and stand up. You are a focused hunter, you have selected your prey and with every deliberate step across the room your eyes drink me in. You see me in snapshots in your mind. First the heels. Snap. Classic black 3 inch heels, to an untrained eye just sensible dress shoes but the skinny heel says more. You take another step and focus on my legs. Snap. I simple silver anklet on my right leg, toned caves and slightly bruised knees, this makes you smile. You continue walking. Snap. A simple black kneel length skirt, plain design but accentuated by the way it hugs my hips and waist visible even as I sit there, still oblivious to the fact that I am trapped. I simple white tank top hugs my breasts and exposes my neck. The thin straps that rest on my shoulder offer no protection and you decide that is where you will strike. You are behind me now, and with no words and no hesitation you put your right on my shoulder, your touch is heavy and controlling and you feel my body stir, awaken from the daydream I look up at you. Snap the imagine will remain seared into your mind. Slightly parted lips, startled by your presences. Wide hazel eyes looking up at you questioningly. You lock my eyes in your controlling stare and something tells me to lower my gaze. When I do you smile and it's the sound of your dark chuckle that makes my eyes finally rise to meet yours again. You tilt your head to the chair opposite me and I nod, unable to speak in your presence. As you move to sit down the table shifts slightly and my shoulder aches with the sudden withdrawal of your touch. You take my right hand in yours and smile at me, again my eyes drop without reason but it feels somehow wrong to look at you. My mind is screaming inside, strangers are bad, get up, leave... but my body ignores my thoughts. You watch me, enjoying my inner conflict, you can read me and you know that you will win and that I want you. I can't fight my thoughts as I feel my legs open a little, my body is telling me to give myself over to you and I can't stop it. Your other hand skillfully slips beneath the table stroking my knee, slowing caressing higher and higher. I panic momentarily thinking someone might see but as I look around the coffee shop I realize no one is watching we are unseen. I spread my knees a little wider and push my hips further forward to the edge of my seat. Your hand now lifts my right hand and you touch your lips to the center of my palm while at the same moment your fingers between my thighs find my clit and gently stroke it. I gasp and my body jerks at your assault. You can feel my hips grinding against your hand, your lips are warm and soft and I imagine them suckling and biting my nipple, I so want you to go further but then without warning you withdraw and I want to push myself forward to keep contact but I know I can't. You chuckle again at my desperation as you pick up my cup and take a sip of my black coffee. You swallow and speak for the first time "UP NOW" your words are dark are sinister and dripping with authority. Without a moment's thought I grab my belongings and follow you, following you out of the shop onto the sidewalk. My breath catches in my throat as I willingly follow you into the alley nearby. Your desire for me grows with every click of my heel as you realize I am obediently following you, a total stranger and you find yourself pondering the depths of my submission. You turn and push me against the wall, your hand in my hair your lips searching my neck, finding the spot that makes my breasts push against your chest and my hips grind against your hips. I gasp again dropping my purse and sketch book drunk with desire. I so want u to fuck me but I'm scared the sun is high in the sky and the alleyway is not that far from the main road, I can hear the traffic and people in the distance but my hand moves to your groin and I can feel your hard cock under my hand. I feel the expensive fabric of your suit as I rest my hand on your cock and I squeeze. I so want it, I so want u to fuck me. I unzip your pants and feel inside, finding your cock and pull it out and stroke and stroke and stroke. You love my ambition and you put your hands on my shoulders forcing me down to my knees. My skirt rises slightly as I feel my knees pushed are against the dirty, wet asphalt. Small pebbles crushed between the alley and my skin but my thoughts cease as I hear you say "SUCK" I take your cock into my mouth and suck you in. I feel the thick heat of it on my tongue against the roof of my mouth and I swallow as much as I can greedily. Your hands are intertwined in my hair, clenching tightly, controlling my head as you fuck my mouth. I open my mouth even wider and push my head forward breathing in to open my throat and I deep throat you. You release your left hand from my head to steady yourself against the brick wall, slightly off balance by the constriction of my throat and warm mouth worshiping your cock. I take the head of your cock and suck and lick and suck greedily and you can feel your cock getting harder and harder and I so want you to cum in my throat. I want to feel your cum gush and spurt and I want to drink your load. But you regain your control and drag me up by my hair and turn me around to face the wall your hand on my breast squeezing, pinching my nipple hard through my thin tank tap. Your other hand slides down my stomach and draws me back. You use your leg to kick my ankles apart several times until you feel my legs are spread wide enough for you. I feel your hand pulling up my skirt, exposing me all the while mumbling about how I'm a filthy slut who deserves to be fucked in filthy places. I feel you behind me pressing against me, the cock that was hard and thick in my mouth is now hot and heavy between my thighs. I push back and arch my back pushing my hips onto you and your sadistic laugh echoes in my ears."You want it don't you my pet" I can't form words and I simply whimper desperately in response. I feel your cock pressed against my tight little hole and instantly you are slamming into me, enter me, thrusting and stretching and I moan loudly, lost in the feeling of your first penetration. You feel my body tensing, my legs staking and giving way, I'm supported only by your strong arm which is wrapped tightly around my waist pulling me back onto you. Forcing your cock even deeper into me. "DON'T CUM... YOU DO NOT HAVE MY PERMISSION" You accentuate every word with a thrust and I throw my head backwards, eyes closed tightly, moaning passionately. "You are now mine" Your words swirling around my mind, sounding more like a growl than normal speech. "Your pleasure doesn't matter" Fucking harder now, thrusting deeper hitting every sweet spot as you pound my cunt. "I control you, your pain, and your pleasure. I own you" I am losing my mind with need as I feel your cock twitching, and growing even harder as it pushes into me for one last thrust your cumming inside of me, I feel you twitch and gush and spurt your cum deep in me. "CUM YOU WORTHLESS SLUT, CUM HARD FOR ME" My legs trembling, my chest rising and falling rapidly as I breathe heavy, unable to stand on my own, my body thrashing between you and the brick wall, my muscles locked in sheer ecstasy. I am lost in my orgasm as your hand wraps cruelly around my neck. You pull out with as much force as you used to fuck me and semen trickle out my own juices mixing with it as it runs down my thighs. You lower me into a crumpled ball on the asphalt, using my cheek to wipe off any moisture on your cock, you zip up your fly and adjust your tie. You look down at me one last time, reaching into your pocket you say "GOOD GIRL" as you toss your business card at me before turning and walking away. The sun is still shinning high as I fix my crumpled skirt, pick up my belongings and unsteadily walk out of the alleyway. I look for you on the street but you are gone. I look down at the card and it simply says: MASTER with a number that said 123-456-7890. The Coffee Shop I had been walking through those glass doors for the last several weeks at almost exactly the same time, just after 10am. Just like all those other times I had just finished running or swimming and showered and was now ready to study. The days I don't come in have me thinking about coming up with a good excuse to go get a cup even though I'm not studying. What could it be about going there that gets me so turned on? I always end up going downstairs to the bathroom to put a vibe in my panties before I can get back to work. Today, I ordered my drink from Mike, the slightly-stereotypical-looking-college-philosophy-too-ironic-for-you guy who's always behind the counter. He's tall, probably a good 7 or 8 inches taller than me, with short brown curly hair and these intense green eyes. I swear most days I can tell he just got hard when I walked up to the counter. He's always flirty and jokes about how he's blatantly "distracted" by my cleavage. I've taken to always wearing deep v-neck t-shirts thin enough for my nipples to show through when they get hard, which always happens when he starts staring. I'm starting to think Mike's been turning the AC down a few degrees before my normal arrival time too. He's also been joking that he's been putting a special ingredient in my chai tea that's making it hard for me to be away from him too long. I always flirt back, this time sliding both my hands into my jeans back pockets pushing my tits a little toward him, asking, "and why is it that you've been spiking my tea?" He turns to me and, with a mischievous little grin and a twinkle in his eye, says "I want you thinking about me seducing you... so that I finally can." I acted aghast and say "Can what? Can seduce me?" I smiled again, "of course, I would know you wouldn't have to go through all that if you wanted me." His smile broadened, "see, it's working already." I laughed and ended our little exchange by taking my tea and walking upstairs to the little study nook I've adopted as my own spot. I turned on the little chandelier hanging over my corner of the little sofa and put my laptop out on the coffee table and basically settled into preparing to work. I slipped off my flip-flops and stretched out my legs on the other end of the sofa making sure to keep my short stretchy skirt from flipping up. I worked like that for about half and hour when a wadded up paper landed on my book. I looked up realizing I was alone on this floor when another wad of paper flew through the air and landed in my shirt. I heard Mike bust out laughing and then the sound of his feet pounding up the stairs. He rounded the corner and, grabbing my legs, slipped under them and onto the end of the sofa, setting my legs down on his lap. He laughed again and put his hands on my calves. "And just WHAT do you think you're doing, young man?" I say with completely faked calm disbelief. Inside, my heart was racing and my skin was on fire from his hands finally being on my body. "We're ALL alone..." he announces as he rubs my calf softly, "Sooo, I hung the closed sign up and locked the door." He begins to slide his hand farther up my leg, over my knee, almost to my skirt hem. I try to maintain my composure and calm my breathing saying, "and you think what is going to happen now?" Everywhere he touches leaves a trail of tingling across my skin. It feels sooooo good. I don't want him to stop touching me regardless of the words coming out of my mouth. "Well, my little temptress, the last bit of powder I put in your tea today should be just enough to make you feel something rather electric whenever I touch you. It takes about thirty minutes to hit your system and it's been about thirty-three minutes since I handed it to you. So this" as he grips my leg a bit and slides his hand farther up the outside of my thigh under my skirt, "should about be enough to set the spark." I wondered if he was really telling the truth after all. Did he really spike my tea all this time? Was there really something that was making me want him like this? My skin was on fire and "electric" seemed like a very good word for what was happening right now. He slipped his hand down and around the underneath my knee and pulled it up towards him. I wasn't resisting in the least. In fact, I was focusing on trying to keep my breathing calm and not pounce on him. He lowered his mouth and kissed my knee looking up at me the whole time, watching for my opposition I guess. His mouth felt cool on the fire that had become my skin and I wanted more. Lots more. I consider his hands and his mouth and the way my body is reacting to his lips on my skin, "Mike? You didn't REALLY put something in my drink did you?" He calmly took one of my hands and kissed my palm making me catch my breath. He licked my finger and then sucked it into his mouth. My skin tingled and danced and my panties became moist. Just then I wondered if he could see down my skirt but his eyes never left mine. He leaned over, sliding along my body, until he was just hovering over me. He smiled and kissed me, lightly on my lips and then slipping his tongue searchingly deeper. My whole body reacted to his mouth and he was on me instantly. He slid my skirt up on one side and slipped his hand down my thigh and back up to my panties. I couldn't believe I was just laying back on the sofa letting this young guy who I barely knew do these things to me. Mike sucked on my bottom lip as he slipped his fingers under my panties and began rubbing my clit. "Mmmmmm... see, you're already so wet and your nipples are so hard." With that he reached his other hand up and pulled my shirt down to push one of my tits up and kissed my cleavage. Everywhere his mouth touched was like cool water on my overheated skin. He pinched my nipple and sucked at it through my shirt, then just pulled it up and unhooked my bra grabbing both of my tits and began sucking on my nipples, licking and lightly biting. I couldn't tell if the intensity I was feeling was from him or me. He slipped his hand back under my skirt and pushed his fingers against my panties rubbing me through the thin damp cotton. He slid two fingers under the cloth and rubbed them along my clit for a brief minute before pulling them down my legs. He rubbed his body closer against me calling attention to the obvious bulge in his jeans. He pulled me up and sat me on his lap. I never noticed he was that strong but he moved me like I didn't weigh a pound. Straddling him put my tits right in his face and he took full advantage, licking and kissing my big double-d cups and sucking on one nipple and pinching the other. I could feel his jeans pressing against my clit as he pulled me tighter to him. My skin was unquestionably fitting the definition of "electric". His mouth sent waves through me and I wanted... needed to feel him inside me. I pulled back from him enough to pull his shirt off. His hands and his mouth hardly left my body and when he pulled me down against his chest I swear I almost came right then. He licked my neck and, while grabbing a handful of my full breast, cupped my bare ass under my skirt and lifted me up and against his jeans. I dropped my head back, breathing deeply. In-between licks and kisses he almost laughingly asked, "it's really working right now isn't it?" I could only gasp as he slid his hand down my stomach pulling apart my lips, rubbing my clit and pushing into my pussy. He fingered me saying, "I'd love to just play here for a while but I've been needing to fuck you for a while, so..." with that he unzipped his jeans and released his throbbing cock. He lifted me against it and using my body, rubbed my pussy against his shaft. He moved me so easily and I was so hot that I put forth no resistance to stop him as he raised me up and pushed his tip against my clit and then down pushing against my pussy. I could feel how big and hard he was as he lowered me down onto his hard shaft. I was dripping wet but still he had to push up as he pulled my hips down to get his big cock to finally slide deep into me. And that was what I wanted sooo much. At first I let him move me and just enjoyed the feeling of his cock pushing up into my cunt, pulling out as he lifted me up and then sliding back down his shaft. "mmmmm, yes. Yesss..." I said as he sucked my hard nipple into his mouth. He breathed "that's it honey, feels so good to finally be able to thrust into you " as he pulled me down hard. I started to grind down as he was thrusting up into me again. "oh that's it darlin', ride my cock." I looked down and pushing him back kissed him deeply as I began to really fuck him at my own pace, sliding up his long shaft and almost letting his tip ease out before I tightened up and pushed down onto his shaft again. I started to really grind down, squeezing and fucking his dick as his hands roamed all over my body, pinching my nipples and pulling my hips down. I began to feel like my whole body was on vibrate and I could feel Mike's cock thrusting so deep into me. I couldn't tell if the pulsing I was feeling was coming from me or from him but I knew if I kept grinding down on his shaft while he sucked my nipples like that it wouldn't be long before I was cumming all over him... very very soon. "Mmmmmm.... Yes, Mike, keep fucking me... oh yes, that's it. I'm going to cum on your cock. Harder, oh please, keep going harder." I began to cum as he squeezed my ass and thrust harder up into my wet pussy. He pulled me off his cock and laid me back on the sofa, lowering his face to my dripping wet clit. He began to lick and suck on my clit and pushed a finger into my pussy as he began to moan as he licked. I could feel his tongue rubbing up and down my clit, flat and thick to my cunt, and his finger fucking my soaking pussy. "ooooooh.... Oh yes, yes yes!" I came all over his fingers and he immediately pulled them out and dived his tongue into my pussy. I felt like his tongue had a high setting that went on right then and he licked from the top of my clit back down into my pussy again and again, making me cum so hard. He pushed his finger back into me and moved his body on top of me again, pushing his cock into me. He felt like he was thicker and longer and my nipples were so hard against his chest as he started to pound into me, deeper and faster. I felt like I hadn't stopped cumming and yet, was going to again. He was so hard against my clit as he slid his shaft deep into me, filling me up again and again... I could feel his orgasm building and he couldn't seem to stop himself from fucking me hard and fast. He thrust deeper and deeper and then pulled out and exploded all over my stomach. I swear my body was still vibrating and he squeezed my tits again and pinched my nipples. "You're probably going to keep cumming for another few hours so we need to make a decision." I lay there with my legs spread, his cum all over me, and his finger toying with my clit again. "what did you do to me?" Mike smiled, "exactly what I told you earlier. I've been drugging you and now it's built up to where you're going to get wet every time you're around me. In fact, just thinking about my cock will probably make you cum. But right now we need to think about keeping you happy for the next few hours. The first time we activate the powder lasts a while and I'll need to open the shop back up. Let's go somewhere I can fuck you some more. I know you want to feel me slip back into you again. I can tell by how your pussy keeps squeezing down when my finger slips into you." He was right. I wanted him again. Now. I didn't care where we went. In fact, I was pretty sure I was going to climb on top of him again in the car. He moved away from me and began putting his clothes to rights and I did the same. After I put my panties back on I reached into my bag and pulled out the little remote vibe I'd been carrying around with me. I slipped it into my panties between my pussy lips against my wet throbbing clit and handed him the remote. "Mmmm.... I've been wanting this remote for a while. I saw it in your hands a few weeks ago and have been thinking about it every since." I grabbed my things and we walked downstairs. About halfway to the door he turned the vibe on to the first setting. It was so hot! I was already wanting to push it into my pussy just from feeling it slide against my clit with every step I took. As we got to the door one of the other guys who worked there walked in. He smiled and looked at us with a knowing look. "Where are you two off to? Hmmmm?" Mike laughed a bit and told him he was going to be taking the rest of the day off. We left and climbed into his car. He drove quickly to his place but between fingering my pussy lips and pushing my vibe in and out of my pussy at every light it seemed he was only keeping me purring until we finally pulled into his garage. Activating the powder apparently was a very complex procedure and was going to take hours...