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Tiffany sits in the cold, hard diner chair drinking lukewarm tea. Boredom sweeps over her as she watches the shoppers walk past her window. Not long until closing time, she thinks, feeling glad that the day will soon be over.
She stretches her long legs under the table, her skirt sliding up her thigh. Her back is arching over the chair when the door opens. She looks over to the door and immediately a spark of electricity shoots through her body, awakening all her senses. The newcomer is a tall, muscular man. The low lighting in the cafe shines along his sharp jaw line; his body exudes masculinity and power. She watches his piercing green eyes run over her body and it makes her clit throb. She begins to imagine his full lips on her own.
Shaking her head she stands up and tries to calm her thoughts. She heads toward the counter. She waits for him to make his order. He takes his time looking around the cafe and the menu boards. Finally, he steps up to her. He leans towards her ear and whispers huskily into her ear, "I'll have a coffee and this."
His lips rush to hers and she is surprised at their intensity. Forgetting herself she opens her mouth, inviting his tongue inside. Her nose fills with his musky scent, making her feel giddy with lust. As his tongue slides across her own she feels a moan escape her lips.
She jerks her head away. Neither of them speak as she begins to make his coffee. She hears him walk over to the door and turn the lock. As she heats the milk she hears the blinds dropping. She places the steaming mug on the counter and he picks it up. Taking it to her table, he sits in the opposite chair. His eyes roam over her body and burn into the skin. She feels like she is on fire.
Wondering what the hell she was doing, Tiffany walks over to her chair and sits down. A smile plays on his lips as he drinks his coffee. Feeling like her body may erupt at any minute, she finds it difficult to concentrate on even the simplest task. Her cup shakes as she brings it to her lips.
She jumps as his hand reaches for her ankle and lifts her leg up onto his lap. She can feel the heat radiating from his crotch. His fingers circle her ankle, distracting her further. She places the cup down and stares into his eyes as he drinks. In their murky green colour she can see a fiery lust that mirrors her own and she feels her lips pout.
Her lips part and her breathing quickens when she notices his eyes, once again, drink her in. She feels her nipples harden against the cool silken fabric of her bra. She hopes he can see what his eyes are doing to her body. She pushes her breasts out, admiring how full they have become.
She feels his palm flatten against her ankle and begin to work its way up her thigh. His touch makes her skin tingle. She wants to fling herself onto him but knows this will be worth the wait. She pushes her foot into his crotch, smiling to herself as his fidgets in his seat.
She slides the side over her foot along his hardening cock and feels it twitch against her. She knows it wants to be free of its denim confines. His hand reaches her thigh and pushes it to her right. She hears him exhale as her realises she had no panties on.
The cold air excites her wet lips and she hopes he will touch her soon. He drops her leg to the floor and moves behind her. Using his strength, he lifts and moves her chair so her back is against the table. He crouches in front of her, his hands resting on her parted thighs.
He pushes her skirt up to her hips, moaning as he sees her smooth, damp lips. She waits for him to decide what to do. Her body is aching to be touched. She wants to feel his strong hands manipulate her clit into orgasm. She watches his head move towards her lips, feels his breath against her skin.
'You smell so f'cking great.' The rawness in his voice shocks and arouses her. Her body arches towards him, her hips pushing down. Finally, after an eternity of waiting, she feels his mouth on her. His tongue flicks over her clit. The volume of her moan surprises her, she feels him smile.
His hands reach up and rest underneath her cheeks. They squeeze her and she feels her hips spasm. As his tongue slides into her hole for the first time she feels the beginnings of cum escape her. He moans into her and the sensation makes her clit throb.
Her hips begin rocking back and forth as his tongue darts in and out of her ever wetter pussy. She begins to lose all sense of that around her, feeling only the orgasm build up inside of her.
His mouth pulls away and she is left feeling cold and frustrated. A frown forms across her face. He drops his trousers and she watches as his hard cock is slowly revealed to her. She licks her lips and goes to push her mouth down on it.
'No' he comands.
His hands reach under her arms and pull her up from the chair. He kicks the chair away from the table and turns her to face it.
'No I can't wait...I want this,' he whispers into her ear. He pushes her body onto the table and she feels him lift her skirt above her hips. His hands reach under her and rip her shirt apart. She watches a button roll off the table. His hands cup her breasts. She can feel the heat of him against her.
He moves his hips up against her and she feels his cock touch her pussy. He waits and begins twisting her nipples. She moans and pushes her breasts into his hands. When her back begins arching he thrusts up into her.
Her breath catches as she feels his cock move inside of her. He pushes deeper into her and she begins to wonder if there is enough room. Just as a slight pain runs through her she feels him stop pushing.
'God, you're so f'cking tight!' he gasps in feverish breaths.
She feels him move in and out. She can feel every millimetre of him as he allows her pussy time to adapt around his growing cock. She feels hot and clammy as her orgasm is quickly reawakened. Her moans begin to come in a rhythmic tune.
She feels him begin to shove his cock into her, in time with her moans. Her pussy tightens around his cock as he pushes deep into her.
His hand move from her breasts and the cold of the table against her nipples makes her gasp. One hand goes to her hip and the other runs through her hair. She feels his fingers grip against her hip, pulling her against him. As his thrusts get faster she feels his balls bang against her.
She hears him begin to moan as her cum drips over him. Her body begins shaking. She feels him lose control behind her. He stops holding back and he thrusts into her, harder and faster. Her hips touch the table and his body lays over hers.
He thrusts in an upward motion and her heels begin to leave the floor.
'Cum in me,' she begs, impatient to feel his hot, sticky cum inside of her. 'Please cum in me.'
As if waiting for permission, she feels his cum fill her up. It makes her body tremble and she moans against the table. He thrusts one more time into her and, to her surprise, she feels more cum shoot up.
They lay over the table, catching their breath. She can still feel him inside of her as her senses return. She hopes he won't move just yet, but he does. She hears his cock slide out of her pussy. The sound makes her tingle once again. He pulls her skirt down and lifts her up. She turns to face him. She pulls up his zip and smiles at him.
'Thanks for the coffee,' he murmurs and kisses her once again on the lips. Then he walks over to the door, unlocks it and leaves.
She stares at the door, numbed by the intensity of what just occurred. Then, shaking her head and brushing herself down, she picks up a cloth and begins to tidy down ready to close.