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Seduced by a Kinky Young Barista - Part 5
🕑 Added 2025-01-28 06:44:10 +0000 UTCClick here to read the previous parts of the story.
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"Does it bother you?" Kori asked before leaning forward, wrapping her lips around the little red straw in her cocktail, and sucking hard enough to force the liquid through the small opening.
She looked more beautiful than ever, thanks in no small part to the tight silver dress she wore. It was unlike anything Sean had ever seen. One arm was covered by a sleeve and the other bare. There was plenty of cleavage, too, and the material was a little bit shiny, so when she moved she looked like an ethereal goddess that had descended to Earth with the express purpose of seducing men.
"Does what bother me?"
She smiled. "The way people look at us."
Sean had noticed. Of course he'd noticed. He'd walked into the restaurant with a much younger woman who'd dressed in a manner specifically designed to draw attention. Damn near everyone had looked at them and most had shot him a decidedly judgmental look.
"I guess it makes me a little uncomfortable," he admitted.
"But it's worth it?"
He nodded. "It really is."
"Because I'm beautiful?"
"No. I mean, yes, you're beautiful - you're the most beautiful woman in the world - but that's not why it's worth it. It's worth it because you make me feel things I've never felt before. You make me feel good in ways I can't really even comprehend. It's like I didn't know it was possible to feel this good."
It was the first time Sean had expressed those feelings to Kori and it felt surprisingly good, though he noticed his heart was beating at a remarkably rapid pace.
"How interesting," she said.
"Yeah?"
"Yeah. I feel the same way, more or less, which is why it doesn't bother me one bit to walk into this restaurant on the arm of a man that's quite clearly older than me."
"Even though you're out of my league?"
She smiled. "I think it's fair to say that - physically speaking, at least - I'm a little out of your league. But that's not all there is to life, Sean. I've been with other guys. Hot guys. Guys that most women would love to be with. I've gotten bored with damn near all of them after just a handful of dates. Sometimes I've stuck around for the sex - it's nice to get fucked by a big, stiff cock, after all - but it's never really been anything more than physical. You don't bore me, though. You're fascinating and exploring these desires of mine with you has been enthralling, Sean."
He was, as ever, utterly enchanted by Kori. He felt a desire to profess his love for her even though he knew he wasn't actually in love with her. They hadn't known each other long enough for that to be possible.
"I like that our desires are so compatible," he said.
"I like telling you what to do and you like doing it," she replied, neatly summarizing the core of their relationship.
"That's true."
Kori took the straw between her lips and sucked hard once more. She held eye contact with Sean while doing so and it seemed to him that she was trying her best to seduce him without saying a word. It was working.
"There's something I'd like you to do," she said.
"Anything."
"So eager," Kori said with a laugh. "Well, since you're willing to do anything...there was a table with two youngish guys in suits when we first walked in. Do you remember seeing them?"
Sean shook his head.
"They both had a good, long look at me. They look at you, too, and they both seemed surprised that you were the one I was walking in with. Jealous, I suppose, more than anything."
Sean wasn't sure where Kori was going, but the smile on her face made it seem as though she had a naughty plan in mind.
"I'd like you to go to their table. I'd like you to ask the blonde one to come to our table. I'd like you to tell him that I'd like him to do something for me. When he comes over - which he'll absolutely do - you can go wait at the bar."
Sean sat and stared at the beautiful young woman that had so easily enraptured him.
"Do as you're told, Sean," she said.
He slid out of the booth and walked towards the entrance. He spotted the two guys Kori had mentioned without much effort and approached their table.
"Hi," he said.
Both guys looked up at Sean and smiled.
"Hey, John," the blonde guy said.
"Sorry, what?"
"You're paying that girl you came in with, right? You’re a John. Either that or you're filthy fucking rich, and you don't look like a man that's filthy fucking rich."
The confidence with which the blonde guy acted like an asshole threw Sean off, to the point that it took a few seconds before he remembered why he'd come to their table in the first place.
"She's not a prostitute," he said. "She's not my girlfriend...I don't think. I don't really know what she is and it doesn't matter. She asked me to come over here and ask you to go sit with her."
The blonde guy laughed, stood up, and clapped Sean roughly on the shoulder. "Of course she did, bro. She wants to spend her night with a real man, not some old fuck who can barely get it up. Don't worry, I'll take good care of her."
He walked away and Sean briefly felt an urge to smash a glass over his head. He did nothing of the sort, of course. Instead, he turned and walked to the bar. He found a seat that had a view of Kori and watched the blonde guy slide into the booth.
Sean couldn't hear a thing they were saying, of course, but it wasn't long before the blonde guy looked as though he was fully under Kori's spell. He'd stopped talking and was simply staring. His mouth hung open in a few instances, like she'd said something that had caught him off guard.
Then, just a few minutes after he'd sat down, Kori pushed something across the table and into the blonde guy's hand. He looked down at it, tucked it into his pocket, and slid out of the booth. He walked past Sean - flashing a shit-eating grin at him in the process - and headed for the bathroom.
Kori looked his way and blew Sean a kiss. He thought that meant she wanted him to come back, but she put up a hand to stop him as he slid off the stool and moved her way. He sat back down and bided his time as Kori played out whatever game she'd begun with the blonde guy.
A few minutes later the blonde guy returned, clapped Sean on the shoulder while walking by him, and stopped by the booth. His body blocked Sean's view so he couldn't see what happened between Kori and the blonde guy, but there was an exchange of some sort.
Soon enough the blonde guy was back in his seat with his friend and Kori was waving Sean over.
"Enjoy," the blonde guy called out as Sean walked by.
He offered no response. He didn't even look towards the cocky young asshole.
As he approached the booth, Kori stood. She stepped into Sean's arms and kissed him the moment he was close enough to do so. She kissed him deeply, too. It was a kiss meant to inspire arousal and it worked like a charm as he was sporting an erection by the time she pulled away.
"Sit," Kori said as she gestured to her side of the booth.
Sean slid in and she joined him. She leaned over and kissed his neck, which is when he noticed what he thought was the tip of a used condom protruding out from under Kori's napkin, which she'd put on the table before getting up.
"He jerked off for me," she whispered. "I gave him a condom and told him to go to the bathroom and jerk off into it."
Sean lifted the napkin as Kori caressed his leg and continued to kiss his neck. He saw the cum in the condom. Thick, white cum. A lot of it, too.
"He wasn't going to do it at first, but then I told him that I was going to make you drink his cum," she whispered. "I told him that it made my pussy wet to make you drink cum for me, that I'd done it before and I wanted to do it again. I told him that you were such a good little submissive bitch that you'd do it without fighting me, that you'd pour his load into your drink and enjoy every drop of it."
Sean's dick was hard as a rock. Painfully hard, even. He loathed the idea of drinking the blonde guy's cum, and yet he felt compelled to do so because he was so desperate to make Kori happy.
"Will you do it for me, Sean?" she asked softly between kisses against his neck. "Will you drink that asshole's cum?"
"Yes."
She moaned loud enough that someone probably heard. It was fucking hot, though.
"Pour it into your drink."
Kori leaned back - though her hand was still on his leg - as Sean reached across the table and grabbed his drink. He then swiftly upended the condom over it and squeezed all the cum into his cocktail.
Sean tucked the condom into the napkin and pushed it aside before leaning forward and seeing the blonde guy's load floating on top of his drink.
"Can I mix it in?" he asked.
"Of course," Kori replied. "You really want to get it through the whole drink. I want every sip you take to taste like cum. I want you to spend the rest of our date being reminded that you're consuming a stranger's load for me."
Kor rewarded him with a few strokes of his cock and Sean closed his eyes and marveled at the intense pleasure that resulted from such a simple thing. He knew it was the excess of arousal coursing through his body that made her touch feel so good. That arousal was why he was so eager to please Kori, though. She made him feel it in a way no woman ever had.
"Shall we toast?" Sean asked as he lifted his glass.
Kori lifted hers and said, "A toast to you being a cum slut for me."
Prior to meeting Kori, Sean had never come close to even tasting cum, let alone eating it. Since meeting her, though, he had become something of a cum slut, at least if a cum slut was someone who ate a fair amount of cum.
"You have made me a cum slut, haven't you?"
A look of lust - pure desire, really - washed over her face. Sean thought for a moment she might kiss him or even take out his dick and start blowing him, but instead she smiled and sipped her drink.
Sean did the same. Unsurprisingly, it tasted fairly bad. Not as awful as he'd expected, but the residue of cum was obvious and evident and rather unpleasant. Of course, that was also quite thrilling. It remained a remarkably strange thing to feel both pleasure and unpleasantness at the same time, and yet that had become quite common in his relationship with Kori.
She set her drink down and he did the same. She leaned in and kissed him as deeply as she'd done when he returned to the table. This time, though, she gave him a full-on over-the-pants handjob while their tongues danced. It went on long enough that Sean felt a bit worried he might cum in his pants. Kori cut it off before it got to that point, though.
"Fuck...you're...you're incredible," was all he could manage to say after the kiss.
"I like that you feel that way about me, Sean. Believe it or not, most guys I've been with don't feel that way, or at least none of them ever said it. They all told me I was beautiful, or hot, or a good fuck, but never incredible. Not in the way you say it. They never looked at me like you do, either. It's kind of irresistible."
Again Sean felt a desire to profess his love for her, to swear that he'd do absolutely anything for her. He didn't want to come off as pathetic, though, so instead he caressed her face, leaned in, and kissed her softly.
"That was really nice," she whispered after the kiss.
"Yeah, it was," he replied with a smile.
Sean was about to kiss her again when the waitress showed up. She smiled - though she seemed a bit uncomfortable at having interrupted an intimate moment - and then asked if she could take their orders.
To his surprise - and a little bit his delight - Kori ordered for both of them. "He'll have the filet mignon with the fondant potatoes and asparagus," she said. The waitress raised her eyebrows and glanced at Sean, but Kori had actually ordered when he would have picked, so he had no objection and said nothing to the waitress.
"That was surprisingly sexy," Sean said after their waitress had walked away.
"Yeah?"
He nodded. "You got it right, too, which is also quite sexy."
Sean picked up his drink and took another sip. He tasted the cum. The stranger's cum. Kori watched him swallow it. She bit her lip while he did so. She smiled. She had that hungry, aroused look on her face again.
"You're turned on, aren't you?" Sean asked.
Kori nodded and then took his hand and placed it between her legs. "Finger me."
His fingers moved under her dress and towards her pussy. He smiled when he discovered her lack of panties. His index finger moved inside her with ease and two more followed. Kori was soaked.
"I'm not sure I've ever been so wet," she said.
Sean rubbed her clit as he fingered her. Kori closed her eyes and gripped the edge of the table.
"Can I make you cum?" he whispered.
Her eyes remained closed. She said nothing, so he kept rubbing her clit and fingering her.
"Stop," she said.
Sean pulled his hand from between her legs. His fingers were soaked in her juices.
"Suck them clean," Kori instructed.
His fingers were in his mouth a moment later. He sucked her sweet juices off of them and Kori smiled. Soon enough her lips were against his. Her tongue was in his mouth. Her hand was on his stiff cock. It was beyond inappropriate to be indulging in foreplay in a restaurant, but Sean was so turned on that he couldn't begin to care about societal rules.
Their mild, public version of foreplay continued until their food arrived. Once the waitress set the plates in front of them, the date shifted to something a lot closer to normal. They talked and did so at length.
Sean talked about his divorce, about how crushing it was, about how he'd struggled to find his footing after his wife left him. He talked about his career, about his aspirations to move into a new, more artistic field of work, about the sensation of having made a mistake by not trying something more exciting when he was younger.
Kori talked about dropping out of college and how she'd felt utterly suffocated by the rigid structure of it. She talked about her own artistic pursuits, about the dream she harbored of becoming a tattoo artist, about her difficulties with her family, in particular her brother, who she referred to as an asshole multiple times in just a few sentences.
By the time dessert arrived, Sean felt like he'd shared more of himself with Kori than he had with any woman since his ex-wife. He was fairly certain he knew more about her than any guy she'd ever dated, too.
Kori was the first to take a bite of the tiramisu and she made a face that could only be described as orgasmic. Sean grabbed a fork and leaned in to get a taste for himself, but Kori grabbed his head and kissed him. She pushed the tiramisu into his mouth with her tongue. It was strange and a little gross, but kinky as hell, too, and it really did taste good.
She laughed after pulling back. "I've never done that before. I've done it with cum, but never with dessert."
Sean smiled. "I like it both ways."
"I'm sure you do, my little cum slut."
They shared the dessert and then Sean consumed the last of his drink. The final few sips tasted more of cum than any of the others, as if a good portion of the blonde guy's load had settled into the bottom of the glass. It was nasty, but the look on his face seemed to arouse Kori as she gave his dick a few strokes.
Sean paid the bill and they headed out of the restaurant hand-in-hand.
The blonde guy turned his attention to Kori as they passed by.
"Hey, how about you let a real man take you home?" he said.
Kori laughed. "You couldn't make me cum hard if your life depended on it, you fucking loser."
The blonde guy looked like he'd been slapped across the face. His friend laughed at him, which unquestionably enhanced that feeling. Sean thought for a moment that he was going to get into an altercation in the restaurant, but the blonde guy seemed to shrink into himself, like Kori had completely destroyed his ego with a single comment.
"Damn," Sean said. "That was harsh." He said it with a smile, though. "I like your style."
"He is a fucking loser," she replied. "A useful loser, but a loser nonetheless."
They held hands all the way to the valet stand and after Sean had handed off his ticket Kori pulled him close for a kiss. It was slow and soft. Romantic, really. It was arousing in an entirely different kind of way and Sean was enthralled.
"Will you take me back to your place?" Kori asked.
He nodded.
Not long after they were headed to Sean's place. Kori took one of his hands off the steering wheel and placed it between her legs. Sean leaned over and fingered her as she filled his car with soft moans.
"I like that you're so obedient, Sean," she said. "It makes my pussy wet to know that I control you, that you'll do as you're told, that you don't care how kinky or crazy or wild it is, that you'll just do it because it makes me happy."
"I like being controlled."
She took his fingers from her pussy and sucked them. She fellated them, really. It felt spectacularly good.
"When was the last time you got a blowjob, Sean?"
"A few years, I think."
"That's so sad," she replied.
She leaned over and unzipped his pants. She freed his stiff cock and her head fell into his lap. He was in her mouth a moment later. It was warm and wet and tight and fucking perfect. He gripped the steering wheel with both hands and tried his best not to drive the car off the road as a pleasure unlike any he'd experienced in a long time engulfed his body.
"Oh my fucking god," he said.
Kori blew him for no more than a few minutes and he didn't cum, but it was utterly fucking perfect.
Her head popped up as they reached a red light and she kissed him. Her tongue danced in his mouth and Sean thought he tasted a bit of his precum.
"I'm capable of making you feel good, Sean," she whispered as her lips moved to his neck for a series of intensely arousing kisses. "As long as you let me control you, that is. As long as you do as you're told, I can make you feel like you've never felt before and I can do it in so many different ways." She laughed softly. "I promise, my pussy feels even better than my mouth."
Sean pulled into his driveway soon after. Kori waited until he opened the passenger door and offered a hand to help her out. She kissed him on the cheek and they went inside.
He offered a drink, but Kori took Sean's hand and they walked to the bedroom. She had him unzip her dress and reveal her naked, lithe, tattooed body. She undressed him while neither of them said a word, though there was plenty of kissing.
Kori crawled into Sean's bed and spread her legs. He stood a few feet away and stared as she masturbated and played with her perky tits.
"Do you have condoms?" she asked.
Sean nodded.
"Put one on."
His hands shook as he opened the nightstand drawer and pulled out a condom. Sean tore it open and rolled it down his cock. He watched Kori and she beckoned him to get on top of her.
Sean crawled into the bed and between her legs. She smiled and took hold of his cock. She pulled him closer and until the head had slipped into her pussy. He penetrated her fully as their lips met for a deep kiss.
"Take it slow," she said. "Enjoy me. Enjoy my pussy. Enjoy my body."
They fucked slowly, and to Sean, beautifully. They kissed. They touched each other. They moaned together. Every thrust was blissful. Every thrust brought him a little closer to an orgasm, too.
"Kori, I'm close," he said as that orgasm neared.
"Cum for me, Sean."
He fucked her a little harder and faster. He chased his pleasure. She wrapped her legs around him and held him close. He fucked the beautiful young woman in his bed and he climaxed. He grunted and groaned like never before. He experienced a whole new kind of pleasure that he was certain he'd never even approached.
In the midst of his orgasm, Sean noticed that he wasn't the only one cumming. Kori had joined him, to his complete and utter surprise. Her face was awash in pleasure and she was moaning. Her legs were trembling a bit, too.
"Did you cum?" he asked after he'd come down from his climax.
Kori laughed. "Don't sound so surprised. That was good sex, so yeah, I came."
She kissed him deeply, as if to affirm that reality of her climax.
"Take the condom off and pour the cum on my tits," she said. "Then lick it up while I masturbate to another orgasm. Take your time with it, too. Don't be hasty. After all, a cum slut savors any chance he gets to consume a delicious load."
Sean smiled, pulled out, and removed the condom. He upended it over Kori's perfect breasts and poured. He decorated her flesh with his cum, tossed the condom aside, and settled next to her.
"Clean me," she said softly. "You filthy little cum slut."
Sean cleaned her as instructed. He cleaned her slowly. He took his time. He made love to cum-covered breasts and he enjoyed every second of it. The taste was horrible, of course, but Kori was masturbating next to him and filling his bedroom with moans as he obeyed her.
She came right as he finished cleaning, which he suspected was purposeful. She kissed him afterwards, doing so deeply.
"Will you spend the night?" he asked.
"I'd love to," she replied.
For the first time since his divorce, Sean spent the night in bed with a woman. Kori was still too young for him - far too young - but she didn't seem to care, so he resolved to stop caring too. He'd offer his submission, do as she desired, and see how his relationship with the kinky young barista unfolded.
