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Three consecutive nights...
I have been spending my nights recently inside a twenty four hour cafe near my university. At first, I just needed a place where its quiet but not too quiet, cozy but not to the point where I sleep, and most of all, a place that serves coffee.
Then I found this. Dolcé Café.
A place that catered to my needs.
Most of the students in my university spend their nights here, burning their time studying while drowning themselves with coffee. I was one of them. My intention to stay here was just to study a bit and just drink coffee.
But then, I met Vanessa.
She's the café owner. A young entrepreneur who I assumed is in her late twenty. Probably twenty eight. She takes over the counter at exactly twelve midnight.
Her staff thins during midnight as well as her costumers. For the last three nights that I've been staying here, I noticed that only three or four of us are staying.
I don't know what's up but tonight, Vanessa's looking specially beautiful.
The way her hair lay on her shoulders, and her lips shining with a hint of lip balm is enticing my inner demons.
My heart beats loudly on my ears, and it might just be the coffee talking, but I don't think I'll be able to control myself if I stay here a bit longer.
As I pack my things, I noticed that my coffee tumbler is empty. So I bravely went to the counter and ordered a coffee to go.
"Americano to go please."
"Sure. Would you like me to place the coffee in your tumbler?" She said looking at the tumbler in my hand.
"Yes, sure." I said.
And as I hand my tumbler to her, our fingers touched for a moment, and damn! All I can think about was marrying her on the spot. My mind's messed up.
"Here you go. Would you care for some cookies? What's your name by the way?" she asked.
"I'm Sam."
"Oh. Nice to meet you Sam. I'm Vanessa."
"Nice to meet you Vanessa."
"Here's a cookie for you Sam, on the house. Thank you for staying with us. Please do come again." She gleefully say, while smiling.
And just like that, my heart felt like it exploded.
Days and nights passed, I became a regular costumer. Days turned to weeks and little by little, we got to a point of having a comfortable conversation.
And boy, was I wrong.
She's already thirty years old, and still single. Her parents have already passed due to an accident which made her fend for herself at an early age. Thus her career driven life.
I asked her courageously about her love life, and I guess she trusted me enough to let me know that even though she was single, she has been trying to date. But fortunately for me, she lucked out of the dating game because men her age doesn't like women her age. I am so into her regardless.
In my mind, tonight's the night of our one hundredth day since we first had our conversation. As usual, I am spending my night inside her café. But then I noticed that it was only me, the costumer, and her the café owner.
"Vanessa, are your helpers out for tonight?" I asked as I walked by the counter.
She smiled at me and rested her chin by the stall.
"Yeah... Its just you... and me... alone... together... this evening." She said, suggestively.
I know I'm overthinking things, but the way she said it stirs me up. I think I missed something, but in my twenty two years of existing, its the first time I've been turned on by someone effortlessly.
Vanessa reached for a remote, and after pressing a few buttons, the café drapes, which by the way were black out drapes, automatically rolled down, and the lights dimmed.
She walked towards me and as I stood there frozen out of my mind, she closed in on me. She pressed her hands on my chest, while she closed our distance to none.
Her fingers traveled, across my chest, obviously checking my pectorals. I'm lucky that I decided working out. I draped my arm on her waist, with my hands, trying to cop a feel of her voluptuous b*tt, and she let me.
I'm starting to feel hot from my desire. And I looked at her eyes, asking for permission. As soon as she closed her eyes, I claimed her lips. I nibbled it for a moment, trying to savor it. It was sweet and precious. But it wasn't enough. I needed more. I parted her lips, and thrusted my tongue to meet hers.
She let out a small moan. And as soon as I heard it, I felt it hardened, all while she's pressed against me. I paused for a while, trying to gauge her reaction.
"Sam..." she said, her voice hot with desire as she called my name.
I carried her, wrapping her legs around my waist as my hands get busy, unzipping her clothes. As we kissed, I slowly sit her over the table.
I slowly laid her without breaking our kiss. My hands successfully peeled her off of her clothes. As I broke our kiss, I burned the sight of her precious body in my mind. She looked at me, pleading to quickly come back to her.
I kissed her once again, while I traveled my hands unto her bre@sts. I squeezed it lightly while my other hand played with the other's n*pples.
Her hands found its way under my shirt. I quickly removed it and she rose from the table. She pushed me to sit on one of the chairs and spread my legs wide enough to let her in between.
She unzipped my pants and took it out.
As she looked at my proud, tall, and meaty member, I noticed her swallow a lump on her throat.
"Put it in." I said.
And she did. Her mouth was hot and her tongue was skillful. I never thought that having her service me through her mouth was this...great.
As she moved in and out, I feel like I'm going to let it out soon. So I stopped her. I take her undergarments out and laid her again on the table.
"Can we do it while standing?" She asked.
Without any hesitation, I carried her as she wrapped her legs around my waist. As I entered her, it was tight but wet.
"I don't think I'm wide enough to take all of you Sam." she said. "But you can move now."
She clung unto me while I racked her hips. It was heavenly when she used her mouth, but there's this whole new level now that I'm already inside her.
I moved gently for her to accommodate my size, and when I noticed that she's finally accustomed, I began to accelerate.
She's unbelievably light. That or I'm just strong enough to support her. As she moaned in pleasure, I changed our position and did her from behind. The view of her body's curve was evident as I moved. I played with her clit*r*s as I moved faster.
"If...you...do...that Sam...I'll---Ah!"
Her words were too late as she let her feelings out. But I have yet to let mine out.
Then we went for another round until we've had enough.
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