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Seduced by a Kinky Young Barista - Part 8
🕑 Added 2025-06-05 05:24:43 +0000 UTCClick here to read the previous parts of the story.
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It was late - well after midnight - when Sean woke to a pounding on his door. Adrenaline surged through his body and he shot up in bed. Thankfully, he had the good sense to check his phone and see a handful of texts from Kori. He'd missed them, but she'd let him know she was on his way over.
Sean threw on a t-shirt and headed for the door. He found Kori on the other side in a dark mini skirt, a skimpy looking camisole, and a pair of knee high leather boots. It was a sexier look than she usually indulged in, which raised questions that were largely drowned out by his overwhelming desire for her.
"What the fuck took you so long?" she asked.
"I was asleep."
Kori pushed her way inside and Sean could smell the alcohol wafting off of her. She didn't seem entirely happy to see him, though that wasn't surprising given that she was still nursing a bit of annoyance over the fact that he'd let his ex-wife kiss him in the movie theater lobby. It had been five days, but that clearly wasn't long enough to soothe Kori's annoyance.
"To what do I owe the pleasure?" he asked.
Kori took her top off and Sean stared at her breasts, which looked flawless, as they always did. They also looked as though they'd been handled somewhat roughly that night.
"Come here," she said.
Sean approached, though he did so slowly as he couldn't discern Kori's intentions. He'd only seen her once since the incident at the movies and it had been a brief visit where she'd sat on his face as he worshiped her pussy, offering two orgasms. She'd teased his cock the entire time, leaving him hard and pent up as she walked out the door after collecting her climaxes.
Kori grabbed his t-shirt and pulled him close. Her lips neared his and he figured they were going to kiss. Then she smiled, kissed him on the cheek, and whispered, "I got fucked tonight."
She was under no obligation to be faithful to Sean. Their relationship was different than most, after all, with Kori being in control and Sean happily following her rules, especially where sex was concerned.
"It was exceptionally good," she said softly. "As I'm sure you noticed, he wasn't shy about getting aggressive with my tits. He was the same way with my pussy. He fucked me hard and deep and relentlessly. I think he probably bruised my pelvis. It felt so fucking good though."
The beginnings of arousal stirred in Sean's loins, but the confession had a vindictive feel to it, which tempered his desire to surrender to unbridled lust, fall to his knees, and lick his girlfriend's pussy.
Kori unzipped her skirt and it fell to the floor. Sean looked at her sheer black panties. He saw her pussy lips pressed against the soft material. They were plump and wet-looking and he had no reason to believe she was lying about having been fucked.
"Don't you want to know who I fucked, Sean?" she asked.
"Do I?"
Kori smiled and slipped a hand into her panties. Sean watched as three fingers disappeared into her pussy. He looked up to see her eyes closed before her lips parted to let out a long, low moan.
"Do you want to taste me, Sean?"
"Yes, please."
She pulled her fingers from her wet pussy and shoved them in his mouth. Her other hand moved to the back of his head and she took a firm, controlling grip. She smiled and leaned over. Her lips found his earlobe and she sucked on it a little before her teeth bit down. Pain emanated from his ear and Sean winced as her fingers pushed deeper into his mouth, causing him to gag.
Kori freed him from the discomfort as she stepped away. She emanated chaotic energy and her lips curled into a devilish smile.
"Who did you fuck, Kori?" he asked.
"Your ex-wife's boyfriend," she replied. "The one she sucked off in the movie theater. The one who absolutely has a bigger, better cock than you do. The one who absolutely fucks better than you do."
Sean's mind raced. Had Kori really fucked Charlotte's boyfriend? If so, had she done it to punish him, to punish Charlotte, or to punish both of them? Had she fucked him as some sort of act of revenge before dumping Sean? Had she done so simply because she was young and chaotic and a little bit out of control?
"That bitch shouldn't have kissed you," Kori said. "You're mine, Sean. You used to be hers, but not anymore. She divorced you. She gave you up. Now you're mine and she doesn't get to try and lure you back just because she saw you with someone younger and hotter than her."
Sean was taken aback, mostly because he still couldn't quite wrap his head around the fact that someone like Kori was into him. That she liked him. That she wanted him to be hers. It was mostly that she was young, exceptionally beautiful, and clearly far more chaotic than him, though that last part might not have been true. Sean had happily eaten her pussy in public on more than one occasion and he'd consumed quite a bit of cum for her benefit, all of which was far more chaotic than anything he'd done while married to Charlotte.
"Are you going to tell her?" he asked.
Kori lowered her panties, turned, and leaned against the wall. She beckoned Sean closer and pushed him to his knees. He looked up as she grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled his lips to her pussy.
The smell of sex nearly overwhelmed Sean as he pushed his tongue inside her and inhaled deeply through his nose. Kori had been fucked and fucked vigorously. She'd likely been fucked multiple times and it had likely been a rather sweaty version of sex for both of her and her partner. A multitude of flavors danced on Sean's taste buds, including the latex of the condom they'd used, the lube applied to that condom, and the sweetness of Kori's juices that had seemingly continued to flow out of her after she'd been fucked.
As he licked, Kori lifted a leg and rested it over his shoulder. He felt the heel of her boot against his back as she leaned against the wall for balance and pulled him deeper between her thighs, spreading her juices all over his face while he continued to worship her freshly-fucked pussy.
"I'm not going to tell Charlotte," she said with a smile. "You are."
Kori then climaxed. It was impossible not to link her pleasure with her seeming destruction of Charlotte's relationship. Sean felt more than a little disturbed by it, though he noted that he was hard as a rock, so he couldn't have been too disturbed.
After coming down from her orgasm, Kori pushed Sean away and ordered him to his back. She yanked his boxers down to his knees and then squatted over his cock and took him inside her. She managed to ride him in a squat position and he couldn't help but be impressed by her flexibility as she bathed him in the pleasure of her warm, wet pussy.
"That feels good, doesn't it Sean?"
"Yes. Fuck...yes, it feels so good, Kori."
"Do you want to cum in my pussy, Sean?"
He nodded.
"Yeah. Of course you do. Of course you want to unload in my tight young pussy. You want me to ride you until you're screaming in pleasure, until you're begging me for permission to cum."
He nodded as Kori ran her hands under his shirt and pushed it up, exposing his stomach and chest. She then dug her fingernails into his skin and dragged them a few inches down his chest. A sharp pain followed, but it was tempered by the intense pleasure of being inside her after nearly a week without an orgasm.
"Tell me who you belong to, Sean," she said.
"You, Kori, I belong to you."
She placed her fingers around his neck and applied gentle pressure. She dropped to her knees with his cock still inside her and leaned forward. "I like you, Sean, because you do as you're told, because our kinks are perfectly aligned. I like you because I can trust you to do as you're told, to be honest with me, to be faithful to me because I give you what no one else has ever given you."
"You do," he said.
Her fingers left his neck and moved into his mouth. Kori pushed them deep as she leaned a little further forward until she was looking directly down into his eyes.
"I give you something your ex-wife never gave you, don't I?"
He nodded.
"I make you feel things that no woman has ever made you feel, that most women wouldn't want to make you feel. You know that, right Sean? That most women would find your submissive desires to be bothersome, to be nothing more than an annoyance?"
He nodded.
Kori pulled her fingers from his mouth and kissed him as she began to ride Sean once more. Her pussy bounced hard on his cock and he was remarkably close to cumming.
"Kori, can I cum?" he asked.
She answered by standing up. His cock fell from her pussy and he stared up at her with both frustration and desire no doubt dancing across his face.
"No, you may not cum," she replied. "Not until you've informed your ex-wife that I fucked her boyfriend."
"Why would she believe me?" he asked.
Kori smiled. "Because I filmed it. Because I'll send you the video. You can show it to her. She can watch him take me from behind. She can listen to him call me a slut as he spanks my ass and plays with my tits. She can see the kind of man she's dating. I suppose there's every chance she won't break up with him - people sometimes made bad choices in the name of good sex - but I want her to know that it didn't take much to get him to fuck me."
Sean wondered if he was making bad choices in the name of good sex. Part of him suspected that he was, and yet he felt no desire to escape his relationship with Kori despite the recent chaotic behavior.
"I'm tired," she said. "Let's go to bed."
Sean was no longer tired - his body was humming with desire and a touch of anxiety - but he got up and walked with Kori to his bed. She made him sleep naked with his body tucked against hers. His cock stayed hard for quite some time before he calmed down and surrendered to sleep. His brain conjured a dream of his ex-wife and his girlfriend having sex while he watched. It was the strangest dream Sean had ever had, and yet he woke up feeling oddly aroused by the idea. He kept it to himself, though, as his current situation had no need for an even larger dose of chaos.
"How did you sleep?" Sean asked with his body still pressed against Kori's.
She turned her head and smiled. "Like a baby, actually. It's nice sleeping in your arms."
He felt a twinge of overpowering emotion and pressed his lips to the back of her neck. Kori shifted her body a little and managed to kiss him. She offered her tongue and he did the same. She moved her ass a little and just like that he sported a raging erection.
To his surprise, Kori guided his cock inside her as they spooned in the bed. "Don't move," she whispered.
She took control, moving her hips and ass and very gently bathing his cock in the heat and wetness of her pussy. Sean suspected he could have cum if it went on long enough, but mostly he enjoyed the beautiful intimacy of having morning sex with his girlfriend.
Kori began to play with her clit as she fucked him. Her soft moans filled his bedroom and he tried his best not to lose himself in the arousal for he feared the punishment she might levy if he came without permission.
After her orgasm, Kori slid her hips forward and his cock fell from her pussy. She inched away and rolled over to face him. Her fingers moved through his hair as she smiled and studied his face like she was memorizing it.
"What a nice way to wake up," she said.
"You should spend the night more often. I'd be happy to hold you in my arms every night."
Her eyes glistened like she was fighting back a certain kind of emotion. Kori leaned in and kissed him softly. "I think I'll take you up on that."
He put a hand on her hip and pulled her body closer. She buried her head against his neck and Sean smiled at how good it felt to be with her, to hold her, to wake up with her.
"Hey, I don't want to ruin the moment or anything, but I just want to confirm that everything you said last night is actually true."
She leaned back and smiled brightly. "It was all true. I fucked Charlotte's boyfriend. I filmed it. He was rough, but god damn was it good sex. And yes, you're going to tell her that I fucked him before I let you cum again."
Kori kissed him softly and Sean felt like he was in bed with two different people. One was gentle and affectionate and maybe falling in love with him. The other was chaotic and destructive and seemingly determined to find vengeance for a wayward kiss.
"In fact, I want you to text her and set something up today," she added. "No waiting around. Leap into action, Sean. Tell her that despite the strange circumstances, it was nice seeing her in the theater. Tell her that you want to get coffee and catch up."
"Okay."
Kori stared at him for a few seconds. "What are you waiting for?"
"Oh, right, sorry."
Sean grabbed his phone and not long after he'd set up a coffee meeting later that day with his ex-wife.
He and Kori then showered - he made her cum again - got dressed, and went out for breakfast. They were tucked into a little corner table at his favorite local spot, which made conversation easy.
"I have a question," Sean began after their food had arrived.
Kori dug into her eggs without saying a word.
"At the movie theater you said you were going to think about Charlotte...well, going down on you..."
"Lapping at my cunt," Kori corrected. "Just to be accurate."
Sean had remembered her words and he couldn't help but smile at her willingness to utter them in public. "Right, yes, you said you were going to think about that...so I guess I'm wondering if you actually did it."
"Did I think about your ex-wife lapping at my cunt while you went down on me in the movie theater? Is that what you're asking me?"
He nodded.
Kori smiled, set her fork down, and picked up her knife. Sean watched as she spread whipped butter over her sourdough toast. He watched her take a big bite of it and chew while smiling at him and quite clearly delaying the answer to his question.
"What do you think?" she finally asked.
"I think you did."
Kori reached up and booped him on the nose before laughing. He found it utterly endearing and wanted nothing more than to kiss her.
"Yes, I did do as I said I would. It got me off quicker, too, which was interesting."
"Have you ever been with a woman?" he asked.
Kori nodded. "I've been with two. One was a one night stand. She fucked me with a strapon, actually. It wasn't great. The other was a brief...well, I wouldn't call it a relationship. A fling, really. We fucked for a month, basically. Very hot sex."
Sean wasn't the least bit surprised that Kori had been with women before. "Are you...I mean, do you plan on trying to do something with Charlotte?" he asked.
"It would be fun," she said. "To fuck your ex-wife. To fuck her while you watch. I mean, that would be really hot. I feel like I'd want to be the one using the strapon. Just imagine her on her back in your bed, my fingers in her mouth as I pound her pussy with some huge strapon dildo. Fuck me...that would be incredible."
She was turned on. He felt a twinge of arousal too, but he couldn't quite wrap his mind around the notion of Charlotte surrendering herself to that sort of thing.
"How would you feel if I cucked you with your ex-wife, Sean?"
"I don't know," he answered. "I honestly don't know. Weird, I guess."
Kori's hand was on his cock a moment later. She stroked him a little and he panicked, though he also got hard.
"I'm pretty sure you'd like it," she said. "We don't necessarily talk about it in this way, but I've cucked you before. I've cucked you multiple times. Hell, I cucked you last night and you fucking loved it."
He was hard as a rock, which made arguing with her a foolish endeavor.
Kori pulled her hand away, kissed him softly, and returned to her food. Sean did the same and the conversation turned from sexual pleasures towards tales of customers Kori had dealt with that week. She seemed to find pleasure in the ones that tried to hit on her, especially when she was able to get a little extra money out of them in the form of a generous tip. There was the occasional 'crazy person,' as she often put it, and the always amusing 'Karen' types that would shout about seeing the manager because their drink didn't taste quite enough like vanilla.
Sean found the stories amusing, though he also found himself deeply grateful that he no longer had to work the shit jobs that often came with being young. He was tempted to offer Kori help at escaping the job, but he'd made the offer before and she'd aggressively rebuffed it. She had no interest in being a kept woman, as she'd put it countless times.
After breakfast they parted ways with a long kiss and Sean set off to his coffee meeting with Charlotte. Nervousness enveloped him as he got closer to his destination. At one point he stopped, pulled out his phone, and very nearly called her to cancel. Kori would have been pissed, though, and their relationship dynamic was simple: He did what she wanted.
Charlotte was waiting outside as Sean walked up. They shared a hug and she gave him a kiss on the cheek.
"I'm surprised you got in touch," she said after they'd ordered their drinks and found a table.
"Yeah, well, to be honest, it wasn't entirely my idea," he confessed.
"Whose idea was it?"
He was ready to spill when the barista called out their order. Sean got up to retrieve their drinks, set them on the table, sat, and took a deep breath.
"It was Kori's idea. She...well, she did something...vengeant, I guess."
Charlotte's face was unreadable. "Vengeant?"
"She had sex with your boyfriend."
For a few seconds, Charlotte's face remained unreadable. Then the emotion showed up. Several emotions, in fact. Anger was clearly among them. There was pain, too. Then they all seemed to wash away and Charlotte smiled.
"Well, he wasn't much of a boyfriend anyway. He had a nice dick, though. I suppose I could keep enjoying that."
Sean noticed his mouth was hanging open and he made a conscious effort to close it.
"What?" Charlotte asked when she saw him staring at her.
"Sorry. It's not fair of me, but you seem like an entirely different woman from the one I was married to."
She smiled and leaned in. "Sean, you ate a twenty something girl's pussy in a movie theater. Then you let me kiss you. Then you ate her pussy again. Do you seriously not see that you're a completely different man than the one I was married to?"
He laughed. "That's a very fair point, Charlotte."
She leaned back, looked sad for a moment, sipped her drink, and then seemed to find a new round of energy as she leaned in. "Also, not for nothing, but I'm guessing that you didn't break up with your little tattooed girlfriend even though she admitted to fucking someone else?"
"Okay, right, you've made your point again and it's actually a much stronger point than the one I made."
Charlotte laughed at that. Again he saw sadness on her face, but it was only there for a moment.
"She filmed it," he said.
Charlotte finally looked surprised. "Seriously?"
He nodded. "I told you. She was being vengeant. She wanted me to show it to you if you didn't believe me, but that doesn't seem to be an issue."
"Like I said, he's not much of a boyfriend. More of a hot guy with a big dick." Charlotte sipped her drink and studied him. "Have you watched it?"
Sean considered lying, but he saw no point. "Yeah."
Charlotte studied his face for an uncomfortably long time. "Holy shit. It turned you on, didn't it?"
"How could you possibly know that?"
"Sean, I was married to you for a very long time. I know you better than anyone. I saw that flash of arousal on your face. I know that look. I saw that look thousands of times when we were married."
He looked down and rubbed his hands over his jeans. He was embarrassed. He probably shouldn't have been, but he didn't like that Charlotte knew he'd been turned on watching a guy fuck Kori from behind.
"It's okay, you know," Charlotte said. "I mean, no kink shaming, right? That's what young people say now?"
He laughed. "I guess so." Then, because he felt like he had nothing to lose, Sean, blurted out, "Kori said she thought about you while I went down on her in the theater. The second time, I mean."
Charlotte was clearly trying to hide her reaction, but Sean was certain she wasn't horrified. "Sorry, what?" she asked.
He nodded. "Yeah. She said she thought about you going down on her while I was going down on her."
"She's into women?"
"She's had a few bisexual experiences, apparently, including one brief relationship with a woman."
Charlotte's lips slowly curled into a smile as she stared at Sean. "Did you tell me that because you want me to eat your girlfriend's pussy, Sean?"
Again he was stunned that the woman sitting across from him was the same one he'd been married to for so long. The fact that she hadn't tossed her drink in his lap and walked out was surprising, and here she was smiling while she gently teased him.
He figured he'd push it a little further. "Actually, this morning, while we were at breakfast, she put forth another idea. One that went a lot further than you going down on her."
Sean went silent and Charlotte stared at him. He wanted her to ask for details, to confirm her interest.
"What was the idea?" she asked after a few seconds of quiet.
"She said she wanted to cuck me with you. That she'd make me watch while she fucked you with a strapon. That you'd be naked in my bed, that her fingers would be in your mouth while she pounded your pussy with a big strapon cock."
Charlotte sat back and crossed her legs. She looked down and extended her fingers as if she was examining her nails, which looked to have been freshly manicured.
"What do you think your girlfriend would do if I sucked your cock, Sean?" she asked.
He thought he'd been ready for almost any response to what he'd said, but Sean wasn't. She'd caught him off guard to the point that he nearly dropped his mug and in the process spilled about a quarter of the espresso-based drink into his lap. Charlotte shot up and grabbed a pile of napkins from the nearby dispenser. She returned and began patting his lap clean, soaking up the hot liquid and applying more than a little pressure to his crotch in the process. Sean wasn't sure if was purposeful or if she was merely doing a thorough job of helping to clean up his mess, but he found himself getting aroused. That led to both embarrassment and a certain level of frustration, but there was very little to be done about it.
Charlotte tossed the napkins in the trash bin, took her seat, sipped her drink, and then sat back and crossed her legs in a remarkably alluring manner.
"Do you think she'd dump you, Sean? Or would she do something truly chaotic if she found out that I'd sucked your cock and swallowed your cum?"
"I...I honestly don't know, though I think you're making quite a leap if you think you could just do that, that I'd just let you give me a blowjob."
Charlotte laughed. "Sean, you're sweet, but I think we both know that I could suck your dick if I wanted to. One kiss is all it would take, sweetie." She leaned forward, reached under the table, and caressed his knee. "There's too much history, Sean. One kiss. One moan. One whispered word of desire about how badly I want your cock in my mouth...that's all it would take and we both know it. I don't care how tight a grip that girl has on you. I could break it if I wanted to."
Her confidence was stunning and her touch was remarkably alluring, all of which led Sean to conclude that she was right, or that there was at least a chance that he'd fold in the blink of an eye if she actually made a move.
"I'll tell you what, Sean, you can go home and tell your girlfriend that you delivered your message. You can also tell her that I won't be breaking up with my boyfriend, that I'll be sucking his dick and fucking him tonight, actually, that I'll probably tell him to fuck me just like he fucked her, that I'll make sure that I fuck him so good that he forgets all about that little whore you've tied yourself to. After you've done that, ask her what she would do if I gave you a blowjob, Sean. Ask her how she would get her vengeance if I sucked your cock and swallowed your sweet, sticky, salty cum."
Charlotte pushed her drink to the middle of the table, got up, and bent over until her face was next to Sean's. He felt her breath on his neck and it sent a gentle wave of pleasure through his body. Then she kissed his cheek, moaned softly, and kissed his neck. His cock came to life in an instant.
"Mmm, Sean, baby, I want to suck your cock," she whispered. "I want to show you what a good little cocksucker I can be. I want to make you feel so good. I want to suck your gorgeous dick and swallow your thick cum."
She stood, smiled, and walked out. Sean sat there nursing an erection and thinking about his ex-wife giving him a blowjob. He wanted to follow her out and see if she meant it, though that would be far too pathetic to actually do. He wanted to hurry to the bathroom, watch the video of Kori getting fucked, and jerk off to it. He wanted to go home and beg Kori for an orgasm.
He did none of that, though. Instead, Sean sat at the table and finished his drink. Then he finished Charlotte's drink. Then he calmly got up and went for a long walk while thinking about anything other than what had just transpired.
Then, finally, he went home. He texted Kori to let her know he'd delivered her message. He'd wait to hear back from her before offering more details.
Sean spent the rest of the day cleaning his place, working out, killing time on the internet, and watching a movie.
Then, right as he was about to head to bed, the doorbell rang.
He answered it. Charlotte was standing there in a low cut sundress and a pair of brown leather boots.
"Can I come in?" she asked with a smile.
Sean stepped aside and his ex-wife walked past him. She smelled of perfume and a touch of cologne. His cock stirred at the notion that she'd been with her boyfriend and had come to his place afterwards.
He shut the door as his mind filled with possibilities.
Charlotte stopped halfway to the living room, turned around, and said, "Call your girlfriend. Tell her I'm here. Tell her to come over. Tell her to bring her strapon if she has one. Then make me a drink."
It was going to be one hell of a night.
