Pretty Young Barista
Introduction:
She was a petite blonde-haired young girl, very friendly, with a great smile, great blue eyes, and I could tell she had a nice body under that green apron. She was much younger than I was, but I thought maybe, just maybe, I might have a chance to ask her out. I continued to visit and chat with her whenever she was there and on several occasions, I know she caught me caught me checking out her butt.
Over the next few weeks and month, I made sure to visit this particular kiosk more than usual just to see her, interact with her and flirt with her. She was a petite blonde-haired young girl, very friendly, with a great smile, sexy blue eyes, and I could tell she had a nice body under that green apron. She was much younger than me, she still lived with her parents, and was attending college, but I thought maybe, just maybe, I might have a chance to ask her out.
I continued to visit this Starbucks, always trying to chat with her whenever she was there and on several occasions, I know she caught me either checking out her butt or looking down her shirt when she’d bend over for ice. One afternoon when I was visiting, she asked me how it was going. This was just the opening I was looking for and so I told her I was bored and continued by telling her no one was around to hang out with.
Pausing she said, “Why don’t you go to a movie or out to a bar.”
I told her, “That’s no fun, going out by myself.”
She said, Yea,“ and then said, “I’d go get drinks with you.”
Pausing I said, “That would be great.”
She hesitantly replied, “Sure, but I work until 7:30 or so.”
She became evidently a little nervous with the thought of going out with someone so much older than she was, and so in an attempt to calm her a little, I said, “If something comes up, let me know.”
She nodded yes, and I replied, “Awesome, I can come back at the end of your shift,” but after a short pause she said she’d text me to set up something after she got off. I agreed by saying, “That would be great,” and left to wait for her to contact me.
I expected her to text me later saying something had came up and she would not be able to meet me, and as the end her shift approached, I anxiously wait for her text. I became worried that she was going to stand me up, but there it was, a text. She said she was about to leave and that she want to go home to change. We exchanged text messages talking about where to meet and we decide on meeting at a local bar in a hour. I was excited and texted her back, “That sound great, see you in a little bit.”
I was so excited, I wanted this to go well and I of course showed up early. I watched for her out front and after a little bit, I saw her drive by and park down the street. As I walked toward where she had parked, she had already gotten out of her car and was walking my way. I think we were both a little nervous as we met and smiling we said hi to each other.
We quickly went inside the bar, found a booth, and ordered drinks. We talked about a lot of things over several drinks and as it became later and later, I didn’t want the night to end. I suggested that we leave and that maybe we could go to a movie. She was a little hesitant but then agreed that was a good idea and after some more casual conversation and deciding on what movies were out, we headed off to the theater that was nearby. She was still unsure of the whole thing of being out with someone much older and wanted to take our own cars to the theater. I was confused but realized it was what had to happen if I was going to get to spend more time together.
We both arrived at the theater about the same time and as we went inside, she excitedly noticed a movie she wanted to see and so we decided that would be the one. It was a scary movie; one that was very popular with the younger crowd, but one that was going to give me the opportunity to get closer to her. At the concessions, I asked if she wanted anything and she said sure. We decided on some popcorn to share and we got a couple sodas too. We then proceeded down the hall to the theater where our movie was playing, went in, and it was late so the theater wasn’t very crowded and we were able to sit pretty much wherever we wanted. We decided to go up toward the top, where no one was sitting, and sitting basically in the middle of the row, we made small talk and snacked on our popcorn.
As the lights dimmed, and the movie started we settled in to watch the movie. Everything was going well until part way into the movie something scared her and huddling against me, she pulled me close. I should have know this might happen but as the action calmed, she withdrew a little, but continued to hold my hand. There were several moments throughout the movie that would again scare her and she would pull close to me. It was nice to feel her close and when the movie ended and we left the theater, she again took my hand as we walked out of the theater and out to our cars.
As we got to our cars, I shook her hand and impulsively hugged her. I didn’t know what to do, it was late, and we ended up leaving in our own cars. Almost immediately, she texted me saying she had a good time. I replied back that I did too. I thought to myself, “Maybe she wants to keep this going,” so I texted her back asking if she wanted to come over to my place for a little bit.
There was a pause but then she texted me back saying, “ Great!” I smiled and eagerly texted her my address and she texted me, “See you in a little bit.” I quickly headed home and when I got there, there she was, waiting for me.
We went inside, I showed her around a little and asked if she wanted a beer or anything. We went into the kitchen and I pulled a few beers out of the refrigerator. We headed into the family room and I asked if she wanted to watch a little TV. She said, “Sure,” and we found a movie that we could watch. As we sat on the couch together, we made simple conversation for a little bit and then she asked, “Is it okay that I sit next to you, the movie still has me really freaked out.” She was referring to the one we had seen in the theater so I said, “Sure,” as we inched closer to each other on the couch.
Looking at each other, I took her hand and as we smiled at each other, she slowly leaned into me and kissed me. It was a simple kiss, but as we continued to look at each other, I asked, “What was that for,” and she said, “I really had a good time tonight.”
I quickly said, “Well the night not over yet.” She smiled and looking at each other, we leaned into each other and kissed; the kiss was more passionate, and we soon found ourselves making out on the couch.
She felt so good and tasted good too; it was hard to stop, and really I did not want to stop. While we kissed, I gently put my hand on her boob, which caused her to gasp slightly, but didn’t stop me. I continued to fell on her small boobs through her top and sucking her neck, I reached around her back and quickly undid her bra. She now reached down feelingon my crotch as we kissed and I in turn tried to undo her pants. When they unsnapped, she reached down stopping me and looking at each other, she asked, “Are you sure you want to do this?”
Smiling at her I asked, “If you’re okay with it.”
She smiled and nodding her head, we kissed again. I again tried to undo and zip her pants as we continued to kiss. With her pants undone, I went back to feeling her boobs briefly and then tried reaching down her pants. As I did, she tried to undo my pants, feeling my hard cock through my pants. It was becoming more heeded and after pause I asked if she wanted to go into the bedroom.”
She nodded and we both immediately stood up and headed to the bedroom. As we walk to the bedroom, she held her pant so they wouldn’t fall down. As we entered the bedroom, she was looking around the room. My bedroom was modestly decorated with a queen bed, a couple nightstands, and a dresser.
I guided her toward the bed, and gently pulling her arm so she would turn to face me, I pulled her close. We started making out again, and as we did, her pants eventually fell to the floor. I could see her flowery panties and wanting to feel her pussy, and as I reached down, touching her crotch, she again gasped, and we stopped kissing. She looked down watching briefly as I felt on her pussy. We then went back to kissing as I continued to gently finger her pussy through her flowery panties.
She was so young and being able to be with her was a dream come true. She stopped kissing me and looking down, she started to undo and unzipped my pants. I watched as she got them undone and inched them down until they fell to the floor. She reached down feeling my cock through my boxers, and as she looked back up at me smiling we kissed.
It felt good but she eventually started to tug on my boxers, trying to pull them down, so I helped her get them off. As I bent over pulling my boxers down, I noticed she was straining to see my cock, and as I got my boxers down far enough, my cock flipped out of my boxers as they fell to the floor. She immediately reached down taking hold of it, and slowly started rubbing it. It felt so good and when I lifted her head to look at me, we eventually kissed as she continued to pull on my cock.
We continued kissing and I went back to feeling on her boobs, as she kept pulling on my cock. Eventually, I reached under her shirt, to feel her boobs and I could feel her nipples were hard. I wanted to see them now and as I started to take off her top, she obligingly helped take it off and cast it to the side, along with her bra.
She went back to rubbing my cock, as we kissed, but she suddenly stopped and looking at me smiling, she went down on me. I watched her go down to her knees, and looking up at me briefly, she smiled again as she took my cock in her mouth.
It felt so good as she tongued, sucked, and stroked my cock, I thought I was going to cum, but I didn’t want to cum yet, so I bent down slightly, took hold of her shoulders, pulling her up off the floor. She quietly asked, “What’s wrong?”
I told her nothing was wrong and said, “It felt really good, I just want to play a little more.” She smiled at me, and as we went back to kissing, and I guided her to get on the bed. She sat on the edge, I leaned down, kissed her and had her move to the middle of the bed.
She laid on her back and I seductively climbed on top of her, kissing her and gently sucking her neck. I was hard and I wanted to be in her. She spread her legs and as I moved between her legs I held myself over her on my hands and knees. I tried to again fondle her boobs with one hand, and kissing her, I quickly moved my hand down to rub her crotch.
Her panties were wet as I gently rubbed my finger up and down her pussy through her panties. I wanted to see her pussy; eat her pussy. I slowly started kissing my way down her body. Kissing her neck, kissing her chest, stopping to softly tongue and suck her on nipples; I continued to kiss my way down her stomach.
Shifting my position, I lightly guided her to spread her legs a little more and then I situated myself between her legs, and stopped briefly to admire her young, nicely shaved pussy. Touching her, and running my fingering gently over her mound, I dipped down to kiss just above her slit.
She bent her knees slightly and I start to tenderly lick and flick her clit. It was so nice and when I stuck my tongue in her, she squirmed and exhaled noisily. I kept on licking and eating her pussy, eventually reaching up to feel on her boobs and her stomach, wanting her to get off. I was so hard, I wanted to be in her and as she started to squeeze my head slightly between her legs, she was trying grind as I ate her pussy. I wanted to be in her tight little pussy, but wanted her to cum first.
She tightened her legs against my head and when she shuttered a little, I could tell she was cumming. I stopped eating her pussy and quickly climbed on top of her as she continued to squirm and breath hard. Kissing her, I tried to put my cock in her tight wet pussy, and as I slowly tried to guide my cock in her with one of my hands, she reached down to help. I slowly pushed my cock into her and as she quit helping, she wrapped her arms around my neck, hugging me, and again gasped as my cock slipped further into her.
She was wet and I could feel her pussy tighten as I started moving my cock in and out. It felt so good and as I kissed her, I thought to myself, “I don’t want to cum to soon.” I stopped moving my dick in and out of her, but she continued to try to grind, wanting me to keep fucking her.
I wanted to cum, I wanted to cum so bad, but I wanted it to last. As I tried to stop for a little, she said, “Don’t stop, cum in me, I want it,” and she started to buck her hips up to keep me going in and out, so I went back to fucking her. It felt so good and soon I was close to cumming but I wanted to cum while she was still cumming too.
I was soon out of breath and leaning forward, I kissed her saying, “I’m going to cum.”
She grabbed my ass keeping me moving and gently said, “Cum, I want you to cum in me.”
I pushed my cock deep in her, but immediately started moving in and out, wanting to cum in her, and it didn’t take long. I could feel her body shutter a little as I again pushed my cock deep in her as I started to cum. It felt so good as my cock jerked inside her, and my cum shot inside her. I could feel her body still shuttering, and new she had cum again too.
I slowly tried to move my cock in and out of her again, but she grabbed my waist and pulling me down, told me to stop. We were both out of breath now and my cock was going limp and eventually it slipped out of her. We kissed for a little bit, and eventually I moved down to kiss her chest as I laid there between her legs.
It was early morning now and she told me she probably needed to go home. I agreed and after a quick kiss, she went into the bathroom to clean herself up a little and to get dressed. While she was in the bathroom, I decided to get dressed too and when she came out of the bathroom, I stood up, and as we walked to the front door I could sense something had changed. We kissed one last time before she left but again it was superficial.
The next time I saw her, she was standoffish. It was at the Starbucks, I didn’t know what to do, I could tell there was something bothering her about seeing me, so I simply order my usual latte and left. Later I sent her a couple text messages asking if I could see her again and asking if everything was okay.
When she eventually replied it was a starting message telling me to not contact her anymore and that she would never go out with me again. She also told me she couldn’t stop me from coming into the Starbucks where she worked and said she would still serve me as a customer. I was shocked; what had happened? I didn’t visit Starbucks for a while,but eventually did and she continued to be strictly business and conversations were superficial.
We did start to speak more friendly to each other when I visited Starbucks but we never did spend time with each other again. I think about her a lot and wish we could have spent more time together, and even though I wonder did I do something or say something to turn her off, but deep down I think it was because I was so much older than her or that she might have felt used, but I don’t think I’ll ever know.
