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Coffee with Cara
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It was one of the hottest days of the year. It had been a while since I had seen Cara and John so when I found myself near their house I decided to send a message and see if they were around for coffee.
Living eighty miles, or so, away I hadn’t seen much of them in the last three years, work, pandemic, life had made us see less of each other but John was a good chap and Cara had always been a great friend. I’m her early thirties she has long dark hair and a curvy body, one that I admit has been subject of many late night wanks.
Messages came back. John was away with work but Cara replied ‘yeah I’m working from home and basically in the garden. Come have a coffee’.
I swear there were no bad intentions in my mind and all I was expecting as I parked in their driveway was a cup of good coffee and some chat I the sun.
Cara answered the door and we went through to the kitchen. The place as higgeldy piggeldy as ever, books, pens, gadgets and washing all piled up, neatly but haphazard. We chatted about life, the weather, the news. All the usual stuff and then Cara suggested we sat in the garden. We went through the conservatory and I must admit a flicker of lust when I spied her tiny g strings and thongs on the dryer. |
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We sat in the garden and put the world to rights and as the sun began to fade I knew I should be headed back for the long drive home.
Cara and I went to the kitchen again and as I walked by the dryer she knocked it. Sending the clothes onto the floor of the conservatory. I helped her pick everything up, not realising in my haste that I was holding a bundle of her knickers. She laughed as she took them from me and said ‘oooops’. I flippantly said ‘hey they are great and I finally seen your knickers!’ She laughed again and asked ‘Have you always wanted to see them then’ and her eyes flashed with sexiness.
‘Of course I’m only human’ I replied. She stood. Placing the clothes back on top of the dryer.
‘They are much better on’ she said and feeling bold by her behaviour, and just wanting a flash I said ‘This is like being at school, asking the head girl to show me her knickers’. I laughed unsure if she was actually going to do it.
I felt my heart speed up as her hands went to her jeans and she undid her buttons swiftly. In one swift movement she was standing there her jeans pulled down to her knees. And a tight, small, white lace thong on. I could see instantly that she was smooth, she parted her legs slightly and pulled the sides.
‘Do you approve’ she asked coyly.
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Cara turned around and pushed our her peach of a bum. I couldn’t resist. I reached out and touched it, growing harder (if that was possible) as she pushed back into my hand. I stood behind her so she could feel my cock, hard and pressing into her. Whispering to her that she ‘has an amazing ass’. She giggled and began to step out of her jeans. Standing there just in her T shirt and knickers she whipped the shirt off. No bra. Her curvy 34d boobs looking magnificent as I turned her around, kissing her neck. I felt her hand pushing on my cock through my jeans and her husky voice, full of lust saying ‘ I’ve been so horny all day’ |
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For a moment I hesitated. I felt the pang of conscience, but Cara spread her legs a little wider. My hand which had been stroking her bum hesitated for just a moment, then my fingers slipped between her legs. Feeling the hot, damp material of her knickers. Her pussy cupped by the material. I pushed a finger harder over her labia and heard her moan. She took my hand and led me into the living room. The room I had sat in so often. I pushed her gently over the arm of the sofa and gently pushed my face in between her legs. Kissing her pussy through her panties. Hearing her moan more. Feeling how deliciously wet she was.
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I could feel how hot and wet she was and pulled the thong to one side. Exposing my friends pussy for the first time. Her puffy lips and perfect taste. Licking and probing her as she moaned. And gyrated her hips as she bent over the sofa. Part of my mind realising that I had seen her so often, so many times in so many places and now no part of her body as a secret to me.
I came up for air and she removed herself from the arm of the sofa. Immediately and submissively dropping to her knees. I stood in front of her and was turned on by the eagerness and the hunger she showed. Pulling at my belt. Then the buttons of my jeans. Pulling my boxers down immediately and letting my cock spring free. No wanking for Cara, no gentle kiss. She grabbed it and started sucking as I put my hands on her head, encouraging her to take more in her mouth until she had my full length. The perfect blowjob. She worked my cock so well and then I was rewarded with the sight of her looking up at me, her hair tousled and a big grin on her face. ‘I’ve always wanted to do that and I love how thick your cock is’. Without waiting for a reply she took it again. Hearing the gagging sounds as she took me to the back of her throat.
I was aching to fuck her but as she sucked I could hear her mobile ringing in the kitchen. She got up. Promising to be one moment. I stood in the living room and self consciously pulled up my boxers and jeans.
I could hear her talking to John in the kitchen and gathered by the gist of their conversation that he was en route back.
When she returned to the living room she had her t-shirt on and hadn’t bothered with jeans. She knew I better leave but wanted one final tease.
She sat on the sofa and explained that she was away with work on the coast next week. That she’d been in a hotel all alone and if someone should ‘care to visit’ they could stay all night.
I crossed in front of her and knelt in front of the sofa. She spread her legs and pulled the thong to one side. Running a finger over her smooth pussy she said ‘I think she needs filling up’.
I leant forward and kissed it. Slipping my tongue along for one final lick. ‘I am sure that can be arranged I said’.
Heading to my car I could see her at the window waving. A sight I had seen so many times before, but this time I knew that one of her hands was between her legs playing with the pussy that I couldn’t wait to have in a weeks time. |
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Great start loving Clara already 
