Young coffee break

On Monday I went to the coffee shop by where I work, where I met Nick. I was meeting another man from the Internet dating site, Stuart, 46, divorced, 5'11'', 180, attorney.

We ordered coffee from the cute young barista, Dave, who gave me a subtle nod; did he remember my last meeting?  I wonder what he thinks of me?

Stuart and I started chatting.  Or actually, he talked about his ivy league education, Mercedes, and other accomplishments, while I listened and increasingly found him more and more obnoxious.  He was definitely attractive enough to fuck, but I didn't know if I could stand all the bragging as we went through all the formalities that preceded the actual act of penetration.

Dave stopped our table carrying a tray of small sample cups.  "Have you tried the Panamanian Roast yet? It's rich, sweetly tart, complex flavor, with a hint of orange and apricot."

"Well if it's recommended by a guy that works in a coffee shop then it must be good," Stuart said sarcastically.

"Just doing my job," Dave replied and moved on.

"You know what Stuart," I said, "I don't think this is going to work out." I can't fuck a jerk like you.

"Fine then," Stuart got up to leave.  "Enjoy your coffee."  He walked out.

Dave came back by the table.  "He seemed nice," he said with own cheerful sarcasm.

"No, he was an asshole."

Dave laughed and his blue eyes looked so charming.  "I'm sorry your meeting didn't go well."

"That's why I meet for coffee first, so I can eliminate the losers.  I'm just getting back into dating," I confessed.

"Well you deserve to meet someone really nice because you are an exceedingly beautiful woman."

I was genuinely flattered.  "Thank you."

"And while you're waiting for Mr. Right, I just happen to have a couple of tickets to this great band playing at the Ogden tonight, would you like to go?

"I'd love to," I said, not at all concerned that I would be going out with a much younger man who works at a coffee shop.

After work I went to my closet to decide what to wear to a rock and roll show.  The first item I selected was  my knee-high black leather boots.  Definitely rock-n-roll.  Next, I laid out black fishnet thigh-high stockings. I selected a frilly short black skirt, black lace low-cut bra and matching panties, and completed the outfit with a sheer, sleeveless, low-cut top.

I showered and shaved my legs.  I looked down at my crotch.  It was stubbly, so I carefully shaved it clean again.  You don't want pussy stubble on a first date.  It made me tingle inside thinking that in few hours Dave's face might be where I was now shaving.

I put on my outfit and then stood in front of the mirror to see if I could pull off this look at my age.  I think so; not bad for a 45 years old, if I say so myself.  I'll find out soon what Dave thinks, but I'm fairly sure that I'm getting laid tonight.

Just as I finished with my make-up the doorbell rang.  I opened the door and got instant confirmation that I had pulled it off.  Dave's eyes went wide and he grinned.  "Wow, you look really hot, Diana!"  He looked me up and down.

I looked him up and down.  He had a button-up dress shirt, embroidered on the shoulders, sleeves rolled up to just below the elbows, and tight black jeans.  I liked the bulge at his crotch.  "So do you."

"Are you ready to go?"

"I am."

We meet a bunch of his friends, two guys and two girls.  He fist bumped the guys and  greeted the girls with hugs and kisses.  He introduced me to Mike, Stu, Amber and Tiffany who welcomed me enthusiastically.

I noticed Mike whispering to Dave and I strained to overhear.  I'm pretty sure he said, "She's
really hot. "

We had seats about 15 rows back. The first band was loud and grungy, but I did enjoy them.  Between bands Amber, Tiffany and I went to the rest room.  Before we went back out we did as women do and chatted in front of the mirror as we fixed our hair and make-up.

"Is this the first you've been out with Dave?" Amber asked.

"Yes, our first date."

"Dave's a great guy, we've known him since high school.  You're going to have a good time tonight.  Dave knows how to give a woman what she wants."

"Yeah," said Tiffany, "he gives a woman EXACTLY what she wants."  There was a naughty look on her young face.  "For as LONG as she wants it."

"So are dating Dave?" I asked.

"No, we're just been friends for years." Replied Amber.  "Buddies."

"Occasional fuck buddies," Tiffany added.

"Very occasional," Amber said.  "Don't worry, there's no relationship with either of us.  Tonight Dave will be focused on you."

"Yeah, DEEPLY focused," cooed Tiffany.

"So how many times have you each been with Dave?" I asked.  My emotions were stirring.  I felt a little betrayed that Dave would take me out with girls he had had sex with.  But I also felt aroused.  I had never been on a first date with a guy and talked to women who had fucked him.

"Just a couple of times," Amber said.  "Once when we were both drunk.  Another time I was at his place with a bunch of other people watching movies and everyone else had left.  It was just me and him and so we said, 'Let's have a bit of fun together, no strings attached."  She smiled as she remembered.  "It was great sex, but since then we haven't done anything because we didn't want to ruin our friendship."

I looked at Tiffany and noticed how her blue eyes sparkle.

"Dave and I have done it a few times," Tiffany related.  "Usually it will be a night when we're both bored.  We'll text and say, 'You doing anything?' 'No.' 'You want to get together?'  So we will.  Then we'll say, 'What to you want to do now?'  'Wanna fuck?'  He'll say, 'OK, but just for fun.'"

"And you're able to have sex without getting attached?"

"Right.  I don't think about relationships, I just focus on the pleasure. He has an awesome cock and knows how to use it.  The shape is unusual and feels great.  I think. 'here's a hot body on me, a fat cock inside me.'  I have an orgasm.  So does he.  We put our clothes back on and we're just friends again."

"I hope you're not looking for a relationship," Amber said, a bit concerned.

"Nope," I replied.  "He's just  a nice guy from the coffee shop near where I work.  A lot younger than me.  I'm just like you girls tonight.  I just want to have fun."  I now felt very aroused.  I had basically admitted to two young girls I had just met that I was going to fuck a guy tonight that they had both fucked.  I could hardly wait to see Dave's 'awesome cock.'"

The second half of the concert was good.  Good and loud.  Afterwards Dave said goodbye to his friends.  As he hugged Tiffany and Amber I couldn't help but think about him having sex with his fuck buddies.

When we got into Dave's car you looked over at me and grinned, "You are one incredibly hot MILF."

"I know what that stands for," I said coyly.

"Well it's true." Dave started started the car. "And I would." He winked.

"You're very kind. And from what Amber and Tiffany said, you're very kind to them as well."

"Oh, I can imagine the tales those girls tell. But I don't have don't have any relationship with one, other than just friends. I mean, sure, I've had sex with both of them, but it didn't mean anything. It's usually when we're just hanging out and bored."

"Friends with benefits, eh?"

He grinned sheepishly.

"I didn't know that people could just have sex to relieve boredom and not incur any emotional entanglements." I mused.

"If they are both mature they can. But as you saw, Tiffany, she's, pretty emotionally entangled."

"I hope this hasn't spoiled your friendship," I said as Dave pulled into my driveway.

"I don't care about that. I'd much rather be friends with you."

"I want to be friends with you too." I grinned. "Let's go inside and work out a benefit plan."

I opened the door and led  Dave into the living room.  I sat down on the couch and patted the spot next to me.

Dave wasted no time.  "I've had the hots for you since the first time you walked into the coffee shop," he said as he sat beside me.

"What did you think when you saw me meeting different guys there?"

"When you first started coming in I noticed your wedding ring.  Then I noticed you weren't wearing it.   I wondered if you getting a divorce.  Then you had coffee with that first guy in what was obviously a pre-date meeting.  Then you met another guy for coffee.  I starting thinking about how I need to get in there too."

"You make me sound like a ride at the amusement park."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to imply anything about your character," he back-peddled.  "I was thinking if you were new to the dating scene that you might be open to some fun."

Dave didn't beat around the bush.  He just wanted to have casual sex with me.  And I wanted to have sex with him, so why worry about pretenses or appearances.

"You're right, I just want some young, hard cock tonight."  I reached down and grabbed his crotch.  I could feel him stiffen immediately.

"Oh yeah baby," he said as he leaned over and kissed me passionately.  His hand moved to grope my breast as I rubbed his bulge through his pants.  His thumb found my nipple and circled it, pressing hard enough through my top and bra that it began to harden.

Dave was definitely hardening as well.  I felt the outline of his member through his pants, sizing him up.  I put my thumb on the head and reached for his balls with my fingers to gauge the length.  About average size.  I felt the shaft, a little thin maybe.  Then I felt the outline of the head.  It seemed large.  This was going to be interesting.

Dave moved his hand to my other breast.  His hand touched my thigh, squeezing it, feeling the smoothness of my stockings.  Then he reached under my skirt.  It tingled as has fingers touched the crotch of my panties.  Yes, no ambiguity now, we were definitely headed for a fuck.

Dave's cock had me curious so I started undoing his pants.  Undid the button and pulled down his zipper.

I could feel Dave exploring under my skirt.  His fingers pulled my panties aside and touched my pussy.

I reached into his shorts and pulled out his fully erect penis.  It was very interesting.  About seven inches, thin shaft, but a giant head.  His shaft was a little less than two inches thick but the head of his cock was well over three inches wide.

What had I gotten into?  Should I really let him push that giant cock head into my pussy?

Dave's thumb had found my clitoris as his index finger moved into the opening on my vagina.  I could feel my juices flow as my arousal grew.  I decided I definitely would let Dave try to put his fat cock into me.

I stroked Dave's cock and enjoyed the work of his fingers under my panties.

"Mm, yes, let's get naked," I moaned.  I reached for the zipper of my boots.

"No, please, leave them on," he requested as I started taking off my boots.

"What do you want me to take off?"

Dave looked at me lustfully.  "Everything except your stockings and boots.

I stood up in front of him and pulled off my top.  He took off his shirt and kicked off his shoes.  I unzipped my skirt and let it drop down around my boots.  Dave stared down at the skirt around my boots, smiling and drinking in the sight that obviously turned him on.  I watched his eyes travel up along my boots, along my stockings, pausing at my panties, then over my bare stomach and finally staring at my breasts.

I undid my bra and took it off slowly as Dave watched, enthralled.

Dave wiggled out of his pants, took off his socks, and then slide his shorts off.

I grabbed the waist of my panties and slide them down, past my stockings, and over my boots, then stepped out of them and kicked my panties and skirt off the side.  I stood in front Dave wearing only my calf-high black leather boots and fish net stockings.

He grinned up at me, sitting on the sofa with his hard, large headed cock pointing straight up.  "You are one goddamn sexy woman Diana.  My cock is so hard wanting to fuck you right now."

"Let's make it even harder."  I got down on my knees and began to suck his cock.  I had to open my mouth wide to get the head inside. I closed my lips around the shaft. It felt odd having my mouth filled with such a large head. It was so big I could hardly move my tongue against it.  So I pulled back and began kissing his balls.  I put one in my mouth; it fit fine.  Then I drew my tongue up his shaft and began licking his giant head like a lolly pop.

"God that feels nice, Diana, " Dave breathed.  "I can't wait to stick it in you."

"I can't wait either.  I hope it fits," I replied, half joking.

He stood up.  "You sit down and let me get you warmed up."

I sat down on the couch, spread my legs, and Dave got down and started eating my pussy.  He was pretty good at it and I could feel my pussy getting very wet.  He slid a finger inside me as his tongue waggled across my clit.  Then he put in two fingers.  After a minute began moving his fingers at different angles, causing my vaginal opening to stretch.

Dave lifted his head, straightened up.  He was on his knees in front of me and began to move closer to the sofa, holding his fat cock.

"Wait a second," I said and grabbed my purse from the coffee table.  I pulled out a condom and handed it to him.

Dave opened the package and then rolled the condom over his cock.  It fit snugly around the head and I could still see the mushroom shape.  He moved between my open legs, brought his cock forward and rubbed it on my clit and then all around my labia.

I felt a jolt as his touched my opening.  Relax, I told myself.  This fat cock is going to feel good inside.

Dave began to push the head of his cock against my pussy.  It opened a little, but the head was too big to slide in.  Dave pulled his cock back and slid three fingers into my pussy, banging me as my pussy stretched around them.  He put his cock back on the opening and pushed slowly.

I began to breath quickly with short, deep Lamaze-like breaths.  I had had two babies come out of my pussy, so I was sure that I could take this big cock in.

Dave push a bit more and my pussy began to stretch around his big head.  I hurt a little but I kept breathing. It went in a little deeper.

We were both staring down at my pussy, watching the big cock go into the little hole.  The lips of my pussy were almost to the edge of his helmet.  I kept breathing.

"You doing OK?" he asked.

"Yes, keep going," panted as he pushed a bit more.

Suddenly the giant head of Dave's cock disappeared inside my vagina and the lips closed around his shaft.  I could feel something big inside as the head moved down my fuck canal.  It slid easily now as he pushed his seven-inch cock all the way into me.  I could feel the bulge inside me.

"Yes, that's it, fuck me now."

Dave began to move inside me.  The pain was gone and the pleasure was building.  I could feel his head sliding up and down my love tunnel, pushing apart the walls of my vagina as it moved in and the walls closing back in as it moved out.

"Tiffany was right."  I proclaimed.

"What was she right about?"

"What an awesome cock you have.  Fuck me with that big-headed cock."

"Oh, Diana, your cunt feels so good.  What a nice fuck you are."

He pumped me with a unique rhythm that felt really good. "You're fucking me so good, baby," I moaned, smiling at him.

"You're good to fuck. Yes, you are one mother that I really love to fuck."

I lay back on the sofa and let my self enjoy the sensation of this man's hot meat inside me.  I looked down at the site of action and felt very sexy, seeing my legs spread open, black stockings, high heel boots, this young man kneeing in front of me, shoving his cock into my pussy.

I noticed that he was staring down as well, watching at his cock going in and out of my pussy. He made each thrust so deliberate, varying the angle and the velocity, calculated to deliver maximum pleasure. I'd never been fucked like this before. Dave seem to be savoring my pussy like a coffee connoisseur savoring each sip of a premium roast.

For a moment I felt like an object.  Dave was not making eye contact, just staring down at my pussy focusing on his cock inside me.  Then I thought about how that was all I really wanted from men right now.  I didn't want a relationship, just wanted to rack up as many notches on my bedpost as I could, making up for a life of unrequited fidelity to my unworthy husband.

Before long my body was heaving with pleasure, then Dave suddenly pulled out, ripped the condom off, and moved up so that his cock was pointed at my breasts. He jacked himself furiously until he came, spouting his hot sticky cum across my tits. He was obviously very aroused because his whole body convulsed in spasms, his first shot was about a foot long, spraying onto my left breast, then two more shots onto my right, then he hung over me panting as still more jism dripped out onto my nipple, making me tremble.

"That was fun," I said.  I grabbed a couple tissues from the box on the end table and handed them to him.  I grabbed a couple more for myself and started wiping the cum off my breasts.

"Yes, it was so sexy to have you with your boots on.  I was so turned on."

"I love the shape of your cock.  You sure know how to use it well."

"I'm inspired by your hot, sexy, MILF body."  He tossed the tissues in the trash and then picked up his shorts and put them on.

"So will it be weird if I met dates at the coffee when you're there?"

"Not at all," replied Dave.  "We just had some fun together tonight.  It would be nice if you could have fun with other guys and I certainly want to have fun with other women.  I hope we can remain buddies."

"Fuck buddies?"

"I'd like that.  Not every day, but if we both have nothing else going on..." He pulled on his pants and picked up his shirt.

"Then we'll fuck again," I said. "Like buddies."