Sucing You Off in a Cafe Bathroom

I'm at my favorite cafe downtown, enjoying a chat latte while I read the latest used book I bought. I noticed right away when you came in; I always do. I see you around downtown sometimes--whether at the grocery store you work at or just around town--and my mind always goes right to what I would love to do with you...

You're young and you have long, light brown hair, always tied back. You're always fully dressed, but I can tell you're fit under those clothes... You're gorgeous and you live rent free in my head.

Today, you've

caught

noticed me and we've been exchanging glances for several minutes... I look towards the bathroom, then back into your eyes. There's a blush creeping up your neck and I can almost see the wheels turning in your head. I hold your gaze and nod towards the bathroom--

You first

, I'm suggesting.

You stiffen for a moment and I can see some color rising up your neck and into your face. After hesitating, you head for the long hallway that leads to the cafe's bathroom. As soon as you're out of sight, I follow behind and try not to look too rushed. My hand reaches for yours as I catch up to you and I practically drag you into the bathroom. When you hear me lock the door behind us, you swear under your breath. I waste no time and push you back against the sink immediately. I press my body into yours and I can feel the bulge of your erection straining to get free, the firmness pressing into my thigh.

"If you make too much noise," I whisper into your ear, "I'll have to stop." My tone is firm, but still playful. I find the outline of your cock through your jeans and trace my fingers along it, then give a slow squeeze. Your legs and jaw tense up, but you remain silent. You pass the test.

I sink to my knees and quickly have your cock out of your pants; my pussy throbs, I've been dreaming of touching you, tasting you... I've been dreaming of what your cock looks like and it's everything I dreamed of and more. A neat, trimmed bush--and the carpet

does

match the drapes. A sizeable cock, thick and with a ridge along the underside and plump head. Tight, round balls that I can't help but take in my hand and feel and squeeze and my cunt is just dripping now. To be on my knees, ready to obsess over your cock like this... What a dream come true.

I can't wait any longer and finally lick you. My tongue runs from your balls and up your shaft, pausing at the tip so I can get a

real

taste of you. Your cock tastes even better than it looks... I would love to take my time and savor the experience, but this has to be quick. I've set a fast pace, sucking down as far as I can and then using my tongue on the tip when I pull back. Every so often, I pull off of your cock and start licking and caressing your balls instead.

It doesn't take long before you can't hide your reactions anymore. Your fingers weave through my hair and you hold me down, gagging on your cock, for a few seconds. When I suck harder in response, you gasp. Your cock throbs against my tongue and I can feel it begin to swell--and I'm ready for it and swallow to keep up with the waves of cum suddenly filling my mouth. I keep sucking and swirling my tongue around your cock until you're spent--your body is shaking and you almost growl, fighting back any louder noises.

Once I've drained you, I let your softening cock slip out of my mouth. I'm immediately on my feet again and check the mirror behind you--I smooth my hair back into place, but otherwise I didn't make a mess of myself. But you, on the other hand... Your chest is still heaving and you haven't even put your dick away yet. Your eyes are almost glazed over, staring into the distance. I think I broke you a little, but I love it.

I flash you a wink, then rush from the bathroom and out of the cafe. I'm dripping wet and need to go home and take care of myself.

This is something I'll never forget, but... maybe we can go further next time.