Becca Bellamy
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Seduced by a Kinky Young Barista - Part 4
🕑 Added 2024-12-07 06:33:13 +0000 UTCClick here to read the previous parts of the story.
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Sean was doing his best not to stare at Kori as she worked making drinks for the long line of customers, but he couldn't help himself. They'd talked or texted every day for the past two weeks and she'd almost always delivered some sort of kinky assignment designed to arouse, thrill, and satisfy him and no doubt do the same for her.
He'd already finished his sandwich and his drink was nearly empty, so Sean's daily visit to the coffee shop was just about at its end. He'd only said a handful of words to Kori - it was an absurdly busy day - but it felt nice to spend time near her.
It was as Sean was about to down the rest of his drink that chaos erupted. A tall, fairly thin young man in a pair of tattered jeans, black boots, and a loose black t-shirt burst into the shop and shouted, "Where the fuck is he!"
Every customer in the coffee shop went silent, including Sean. He looked at the young man and followed his eyeline to Kori, who stood behind the counter holding a cup of freshly frothed milk in her hand.
"Kori, where the fuck is he!" the angry young man shouted.
When she didn't answer, he charged towards the counter and reached over. Kori stepped back and spilled some of the milk.
"I know you're cheating on me!" he shouted. "I know he's fucking here! I know he comes here every day! Where the fuck is he!"
The young man lunged over the counter once more and one of Kori's coworkers stepped in and pushed him back. The young man then threw a punch and nearly hit the brave coworker, who leaned back and slipped, falling on his backside.
"Where is he!" the young man shouted.
Sean stood, tucked his chair under his table, and said, "I'm right here."
He was fairly certain he was the one the angry young man was talking about. It was possible that Kori was actually having sex with someone else - her and Sean's relationship wasn't especially physical - but he judged that to be unlikely, and so he stood and declared himself.
"Sean, no," Kori said with a look of genuine distress on her face.
The young man turned, stared Sean up and down, and then looked back at Kori and said, "Him? Really? Are you fucking kidding me?"
"Don't do anything stupid, Josh," Kori said.
Josh then turned towards Sean and charged forward, ignoring Kori entirely. The young man reared back and took a swing. Sean ducked under and delivered a swift punch to Josh's gut.
The young man bent over and gasped for air. Sean marveled at the fact that he'd succeeded in defending himself as he stepped back from the heaving, angry boyfriend that had clearly discovered his girlfriend's dalliance.
After a handful of seconds, Josh stood with fury in his eyes. "She's mine," he said. "You motherfucker. She's mine!"
He reared back to take another swing. This time he went lower, which meant Sean couldn't duck. He could, however, easily move aside. After doing so he delivered another punch - this one a little lighter - to Josh's midsection.
Sean was gripped by a surprising level of anger - the second punch somehow annoyed him far more than the first - and he grabbed a handful of Josh's hair and dragged the young man out of the coffee shop and towards the parking area.
"She's not yours," he said before pushing the young man forward and watching him fall onto his knees. "She's not mine either, man. Grow the fuck up. If she's not into you anymore, that's life."
Josh stood and turned towards Sean. His breathing was deep and his eyes full of anger. He lowered himself like he was preparing to run right towards Sean, but Kori's voice pulled him from his determined anger.
"Fuck off, Josh!" she cried out as she came running. "We're done. We're fucking done. We were done the moment you came into my fucking job and made a scene. You're such a bitch."
"I'm a bitch!" he screamed. "You're a fucking bitch!"
Kori pulled out her phone. "And if you don't fuck off, I'm calling the cops and you're absolutely getting arrested since every person in there saw you throw multiple punches at Sean."
"Oh, Sean, is that it! Is this your boyfriend now? Are you dating old men now?"
"You know something, Josh, I've never done more than share a kiss with Sean, and yet he's made me cum harder than you ever did. How about that?"
Josh's nostrils flared and anger flashed in his eyes.
"I'm calling the cops," she said. "Get in your shitbox car and get the fuck out of here, you loser."
Sean was certain he was going to be charged by the angry - though not particularly intimidating - young man. Instead, though, Josh glowered at both of them for a few moments longer and then turned and stalked off to his car.
"Are you okay?" Kori asked.
"I am," Sean answered as he watched Josh get into his car - which was, indeed, a shitbox - and drive away at a far faster pace than was even remotely safe.
"I'm so sorry."
Sean turned to see genuine concern in her eyes. He was struck by her overwhelming beauty and had to stop himself from reaching up to caress her face. She wasn't his girlfriend, after all.
"Did he see our texts?"
"He must have," she said. "I certainly didn't say anything. Maybe he was snooping on my computer. I'm not sure. Either way, I'm sorry that I put you in that situation."
Sean wanted to kiss her. He didn't, but he wanted to.
"Honestly, I feel invigorated," he said. It was true. His body was humming with energy. "I've never come close to being in a fight, but it's nice to know that I can actually handle myself pretty well."
Kori's fingers entwined in his as she stepped closer. She looked up at him and smiled. "I was impressed. Really impressed, actually."
She leaned in and kissed him on the cheek. Her lips lingered long enough that it felt like more than a simple gesture of appreciation. Sean's cock stirred a little thanks to the kiss and the way she held his hand and the smell of her perfume. The fact that she hadn't let him cum in four days undoubtedly played a part in the ease with which she aroused him.
"Can I see you after I get off work?" she asked.
Sean nodded as his lips curled into a smile.
"Assuming I don't get fired, that will be in four hours. I'll text you."
"That sounds good. Really good."
She smiled and then reached up to caress his face. Sean felt weak in the knees. Kori kissed him on the lips. It was soft and tender. It was slow, too. It was perfect.
"I'll see you soon," she said.
Sean stood there in a dreamlike state of happiness as he watched Kori go back to work. It wasn't until she was safely ensconced in the store that he slowly made his way to his car and headed home.
Four hours later, Sean nervously paced around his house. Kori had asked for his address. She was on her way over. He'd cleaned up as best as he could. He hoped that she wouldn't be disappointed that he didn't live in a bigger house. The divorce had robbed him of some of his buying power and the best he'd been able to do was a nice rental home.
Sean's pulse raced as Kori pulled into his driveway. She stepped out of the car in a sundress and a pair of black ankle boots that she hadn't been wearing earlier. She'd changed, which put a smile on his face.
He was tempted to rush to the front door and open it before she even rang the bell, but he told himself to at least try and play it cool. He waited in the living room until she rang the doorbell. Then he hurried over and welcomed her to his home.
"Please, come in," he said.
Kori stepped inside and Sean noted that her perfume smelled stronger, like she'd spritzed herself a few times before coming over.
"Nice place," she said.
"Oh, thanks. It's a rental."
Kori smiled as Sean shut the door. His heart was still pounding far harder than he would have liked. He chalked that up to feeling like he was in the midst of an entirely new experience with her. Their interactions had taken place over the phone, in the coffee shop bathroom, her car, and the park. They hadn't truly been alone for an extended period of time and Sean wasn't sure what was going to happen.
"Would you mind helping me out of my boots?" she asked.
Sean looked down at her boots - which were more fashionable than he thought they'd be - and then sank to his knees as it clicked that she was exerting control in a small way.
He tugged the zipper of one of the boots and slowly pulled it from her foot before repeating the process. Sean set her boots near the door, sat back on his knees, and looked up at her with his hands resting on his thighs.
Kori smiled down at him. "You know, most men would probably have written me off after what happened this afternoon. They'd have judged me unworthy of more time and effort after my boyfriend's attempted assault. Most men probably wouldn't be as eager to please me as you are, though."
She was right. He was eager to please her. That was the only possible explanation for the many humiliating things he'd happily done for Kori.
"It would please me if you bent over and kissed my feet, Sean."
He did so without hesitation. He kissed her toes and her feet. He kissed her ankles. As he did so, a sense of joy spread through him.
"That's good," she said. "That's very good."
Sean looked up and Kori offered a hand. He took it and stood. She pulled him close and her lips found his for a long, deep, stunningly sexy kiss that left him with a painfully throbbing erection.
"What was that for?" he asked.
Kori smiled. "That was to say thank you. And, I suppose, to apologize once more for exposing you to someone that was far crazier than I imagined possible."
Sean parted his lips to say something, but Kori kissed him again. This time, though, she teased his cock through his pants, rubbing him slowly and softly and luring him into an ever-deeper state of desire.
"You're an incredible kisser," he said as she stepped back.
Kori smiled. "You're not so bad yourself." She glanced at his crotch. "I like that you're so excited for me, too."
"I can't help myself."
Kori took his hand and walked down the hallway and into the living room. She turned and said, "Would you unzip my dress?"
Sean's cock throbbed as he reached up to do as Kori desired. She pushed the dress from her shoulders and it fell to the floor to reveal a strappy lingerie set consisting of a bra, panties, a garter belt, and garters. She turned around, put her hands on her hips, and struck a pose that made Sean weak in the knees.
"I thought I'd wear something you might enjoy," she said with a smile. "As yet another way of thanking you for dealing with Josh this afternoon."
She looked as sexy as any woman ever had and she oozed the sort of confidence that made a beautiful woman utterly irresistible. Sean wanted her. He was desperate for her. Desperate in every imaginable way.
"I meant it when I said that you make me cum harder than Josh ever did," she said, further developing the desire simmering in Sean's loins. "That first time, when I masturbated as you sipped the cum-flavored coffee, my whole body shook when I came. Last week when you ate your cum out of a condom while I watched on FaceTime I came so hard that my toes tingled and my pussy was gushing. As it turns out, I like a man that's willing to eat cum for me, along with other acts of submission."
"You make me cum harder than anyone ever has," he confessed.
"What about your ex-wife? Surely the sex was good or you wouldn't have married her."
He nodded. "It was good. Very good. At first, at least. I mean, it's always good at first. But yes, the orgasms I've had with you - or because of you - are better than the ones I had with her."
Kori approached and reached up to unbutton Sean's shirt. She kissed his neck while doing so and whispered, "And am I sexier than she was, Sean?"
"Yes," he answered. His ex-wife was beautiful and she possessed an easy kind of sexiness - especially when they were younger - but Kori was in a league of her own.
She lifted his undershirt over his head and ran her fingers through his sparse chest hair before unbuttoning his pants and pushing them to the ground, leaving Sean wearing only a pair of boxers.
"Do you still have my panties?" Kori asked.
She'd given him a pair of her panties and had him wear them home from the park. "Yes, I still have them."
Kori lowered his boxers in one fell swoop and then stood and smiled. "Go put them on."
Sean hurried towards the bedroom. He found her panties in his nightstand drawer and pulled them on. They were crusty with sweat and her ex-boyfriend's cum and Sean's precum, but that somehow made it hotter to wear them.
Kori was studying his bookshelf when Sean returned to the living room. She looked utterly perfect standing in his living room in her lingerie. Her ass was especially enthralling.
She looked over her shoulder and smiled at him. "Come here."
Sean approached until he was right behind her. Kori reached back and took one of his hands. She pulled him close and had him wrap both his arms around her body.
"Touch me as you desire," she whispered.
Sean pressed his body against hers and ran his fingers over her taut stomach. He pulled her hips back and she ground her ass into his crotch, making his cock exceptionally stiff in the tight panties. He ran a hand up to her shoulder and caressed her tattooed arm softly. He ran his hand up the other shoulder and then took her breasts in his hands and played with them through the soft, thin material of her bra.
"I like your touch, Sean," Kori said.
She was too young for him to actually be with. She was too beautiful, too, but that didn't stop Sean from wanting her. He was too far gone where that was concerned. She made him feel good so he wanted her.
"I like just about everything about you, Kori," he replied.
She turned her head and smiled. He leaned in and their lips met for a kiss as he played with her breasts and ground his panty-clad cock into her ass.
"Have you ever given a rimjob, Sean?"
"No."
"There's a first time for everything," she replied. "Get on your knees. Eat my ass."
He saw a flicker of desire in her eyes as she said it. He fell to his knees. He pulled her panties aside. He spread her ass cheeks. He'd never given a rimjob before, but the notion of licking her asshole was thrilling to him in that moment.
Sean pressed his face between her cheeks and extended his tongue. He flicked it back and forth over her asshole and Kori moaned. She reached back and put a hand on the back of his head, applying pressure and pushing him deeper between her tight cheeks.
"Fuck...Josh wasn't willing to do this...I should have dumped his ass months ago...he did have a gorgeous cock, though, and it did feel really good inside me. Fuck...Sean...put your tongue in my ass. Get it in there."
Sean was less enthusiastic about that particular act, but he did it. He did it while his cock throbbed in the panties. It felt naughty. It felt like he was surrendering to her desires instead of his own. It felt hot. It didn't taste especially good, but it felt fucking hot.
Kori masturbated while he tongued her ass and licked all around her hole. She was wet enough that Sean could hear it over the sound of his ass licking. He took that as a sign of her arousal, and when she had a loud orgasm in his living room that was the ultimate proof that he'd gotten her all worked up and that his eagerness to eat her ass had resulted in her pleasure.
"Thank you," Kori said as she leaned forward, depriving Sean of her ass.
"My pleasure."
She turned around and leaned against the bookshelf. "Yeah? It was your pleasure to put your tongue in my asshole?"
He smiled. "It was my pleasure to do as I was told."
Kori bit her lower lip. "Fuck, Sean, you're very good at turning me on. I just fucking came and I already want to have more fun." She grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled back until he was looking straight up at the ceiling. Kori leaned over and looked straight down at him. "Open up."
He parted his lips and she smiled and then slowly released the saliva from her mouth. It fell as a long string into his mouth. It was disgusting, and yet it was thrilling to receive her fluid. Her fingers followed and she pushed them deep as Sean remained on his knees in an state of utter enthrallment to the beautiful woman standing in front of him.
"Go sit on your couch," she said.
Sean stood and hurried to the couch. He sat and Kori sauntered towards him. She climbed into his lap and unhooked her bra. She leaned forward and fed one of her nipples into his mouth. As he sucked and licked her rigid flesh, Kori began to grind in his lap.
He moaned around her nipple. He moaned as pleasure coursed through his body from the intense pleasure of the dry humping.
"I want you to cum for me, Sean," she said. "Cum in your pretty panties."
He groaned as the pleasure built between his legs. She moved her other nipple into his mouth and ran her fingers through his hair. She moved her hips faster, generating even more friction between them.
"After you cum, I'm going to make you take your panties off and lick the cum out of them while I masturbate. I'm going to make you clean up your load while I play with my pussy. I might even run my toes through the cum and make you suck them clean, Sean."
It all sounded so hot in the moment. Hot enough that Sean came in the panties he had on.
Kori kissed him the moment his orgasm started. She offered her tongue and slowly moved it in his mouth. He moaned while caressing her back and squeezing her ass. She kept her hips moving, though the level of friction had significantly lessened.
When he'd finished cumming, Kori had a bright smile on her face. "I can feel the heat and wetness of your load through my panties. It must have been a big one."
"I think it was," he answered.
"More for you to eat while I masturbate."
"I can't wait."
She smiled. "I'm not sure that's true, but I do love that you're such an eager cum eater, Sean."
"I think I'd be eager to do just about anything for you, Kori."
She rewarded him with another kiss before climbing off his lap and crawling to the other end of the couch. She pulled her panties off, tossed them on the floor, and began to rub her pussy.
Sean pulled off his panties, used them to wipe any errant cum from his cock, and then lifted the underwear to his mouth.
"Take your time," Kori said
Sean did just that. He slowly licked his cum from the panties. The taste was revolting - as was the texture - but he did it for her. He watched her masturbate. He listened to her moan. He listened to her call him dirty names - cum slut among them - and he found his arousal slowly building.
He licked his cum off her toes, too, doing so gleefully as she got closer to her orgasm.
Eventually, Kori climaxed thunderously, her second orgasm in less than fifteen minutes.
When she'd finished she crawled towards him, lifted his arm, and slipped under it to cuddle next to him. Sean felt as good as he'd had in years in that moment.
"How would you feel about taking me out to dinner?" she asked.
"I'd love to."
She looked up at him and kissed him on the cheek. "It's a date, then."
Sean told himself she was too young. He told himself not to take that comment seriously. He didn't do as he told himself, though. He was enthralled to take her on a date. Enthralled beyond words. He didn't care if she was far too young. She was beautiful, vivacious, wild, and sexy as hell. He was going to take her on a date and he was going to love every minute of it.
