…. Holly

The warmth of the ‘Melting Moments’ café wrapped around me as I waited to meet my online friend for the first time. Would he become my boyfriend? Sighing wistfully, hopefully, I thought he would. The sweet scent of coffee and hot, buttery croissants lingered in the air, making my mouth water.

I had travelled up by train the previous day. I chose the train because I knew that if I drove, I would lose my nerve and turn around at some point and go home. My best girlfriend said I was mad to meet him. The butterflies in my stomach were on her side.

Choosing a window seat in the corner because it would be private and quieter, I sat patiently in a high-backed booth, taking in my surroundings. Importantly, this spot also offered me a clear view of the café entrance and everyone who came in. The window ended at the top of the cloth-covered table, capturing the café’s warmth under it. Watching various men pass by, I kept a keen eye out for Adam.

…. Adam

I was nearing the café where I was meeting my friend for the first time. We had clicked immediately when we started chatting online. She was intelligent, with jet-black long hair and olive skin. Her gorgeous brown eyes twinkled whenever she smiled. We knew it was becoming serious as we progressed to sexting and then conference calls.

As I get closer to my destination, the more nervous and anxious I become. Silently, I prayed it would go smoothly.

What if she thinks I am too old or not outgoing enough? Hurrying towards the café, these thoughts kept crisscrossing my mind. Thoughts of physically touching and kissing her filled me with both pleasure and dread. Meeting in person was so much more intimidating than chatting online.

…. Holly

The espresso machine gurgled, hissing in the background as customers came and went. Daydreaming, it occurred to me that he might want to kiss when we first meet! I had met Adam recently after ending a long-term relationship. Feelings of inadequacy flooded my thoughts. How could I have become so inapt at dating in such a short time?

Kissing should be natural; we had already had plenty of explicit chats online. After careful consideration, I decided to be assertive. I would stand up when we meet and kiss him first. Staring into space, I pondered how it would feel to kiss for real. To have our tongues connecting, probing. How would he taste?

Online only takes you so far.

Images of Adam spurting his cum into my mouth came to mind. How would his cum taste? Mmmm. I shivered at the thought, my bottom squirming on the seat.

As my vision refocused, I became aware of a man frantically waving to me at the far end of the café by the entrance. He had arrived. Taller than I had imagined. He looked so fit and handsome, I smiled back.

…. Adam

The café is within sight now. Opening the café door, I suddenly felt overwhelmed, breaking into a hot sweat.

“Fuck,” I murmured anxiously, I need more time, feeling sweat trickle down my back.

I decided to order coffee straight away. This would buy some extra time if Holly were already there.

Rethinking the situation, I concluded that she should not be there yet, as I was early. I relaxed again, realising I would be able to sit for a while and compose myself.

Closing the door and turning to enter the café proper, I notice her straight away, seated at the far end of the café.

Fuck.

She is looking straight at me. I try to give a nonchalant wave as she smiles enthusiastically.

Flustered, I move quickly to her table.

“Hi Holly, how are you?”

“Hello, I am fine,” she replies warmly.

Before she can add any more, I blurt out, “What would you like, coffee or tea?”

She answers with confidence, “A flat white, thanks.”

I was feeling anything but ‘confident’ as I walked away to the counter. Watching her in the mirrors behind the counter, as I ordered, I could not believe my luck.

Her long hair was tied back in a ponytail. A tight-fitting sweater highlighted her ample breasts. The short dress showed off her long, slender legs. God, she was so beautiful.

As I returned to her, I noticed she was a bit flushed.

…. Holly

My cheeks burned as Adam left with the order. Scolding myself for staying rooted to my seat as I watched him walk the short distance to the counter. He had a sexy walk, something that was not possible to observe online. Focusing on his bum, I imagined what it would feel like to grab his bum and squeeze it while he thrusts into me.

Where on Earth did that thought come from?

As I tried to regain my composure, I realised he was returning, and I was now staring at his crutch. Oh fuck, I quickly changed my gaze to his face hoping that he had not noticed.

Adam enquired, “We can move to another table if this one is too hot?”

Panicking, I put a hand to my face. It was not imaginary; my face indeed was burning, and the earlier butterflies felt ready to escape to their freedom any minute now. Feeling even more self-conscious, I sat rigidly upright with my legs tightly clamped together under the table.

Calmly, I managed to say, “This will do just fine, Adam.”

…. Adam

Nodding, I said, “Ok,” sliding into the high-backed bench seat facing her.

We talked, exchanging pleasantries about her trip to get here and our shared interests. I was staring at her lips, no matter how much I tried to focus on her eyes, they seemed to drift back to her plump, inviting lips. Oh God, what if she notices?

What would it be like to kiss those lips? The café suddenly seemed extremely hot.

As we talked, I stretched across the table, putting my hand up, palm towards her. Subconsciously, she slowly put her hand against mine, cat-like, sensual. The warmth of her hand was inviting, with long, slender fingers lightly touching. Soon, they were intertwined with mine.

During a break in conversation, I plucked up the courage to kiss her.

Heart thumping, I semi-stood and leaned over towards her. To my surprise, she was already halfway there. Our lips met, tasting her soft, moist lips for the first time. I was on fire as a sexual urge flooded my body, causing my cock to grow and harden. Hoping nobody would see the bulge created, I continued staring into her magnificent eyes, completely smitten.

…. Holly

Our conversation was going well when Adam slid his hand across the table. Without thinking, my hand moved across the table to meet his. It felt so natural as our fingers entwined. I imagined what it would feel like with him holding my hands like that as we made love. Heat radiated rapidly from below, forcing me to part my legs to circulate cooler air.

Adam started to get up and lean forward across the table. Anticipating that he wanted to kiss, I eagerly rose to meet him. As our mouths collided, I leaned encouragingly into the kiss. What would it be like to push my tongue into Adam’s mouth? The very thought sent a shiver of pleasure through me. Warm, intimate moisture began seeping into my panties.

Suddenly, the waitress arrived with our coffee, the moment lost, forcing us to take our seats.

More relaxed now, the butterflies had gone, replaced instead with a growing sexual desire. We looked at each other wantonly as we had so often done online. As was impossible online, I now wanted to be able to touch all of him, caress his shaft, take his body into mine. My legs parted further, spreading wider and wider under the table.

A more primal sexual urge raged within me now. My thoughts were scrambled. Every nerve cell of my body felt like it was overloaded with this dominant urge.

Could Adam quench my desire?

If only he could see under the table. Realise the reaction he had invoked in me and address my urgent need. Oh God, my panties were so wet and tight as my swollen labia stretched the restricting fabric.

…. Adam

I wondered what Holly was doing as her legs moved under the table. She touched her face and sensually brushed some stray hairs out of the way. Holly’s breasts appeared to swell, undulating with her breathing.

I could not control my expanding cock as precum oozed gently out, thoroughly wetting my undies. I reached under the table, careful that nobody noticed and eased my turgid cock to one side, freeing it from my undies. I sensed Holly’s feet moving under the table again. Testing with a foot, I discovered hers were now wide apart under the table. Was Holly teasing me?

Fuck. My cock twitched as another blob of precum seeped out of my knob into my trouser leg.

Taking it as an omen, and now emboldened, I slipped off a shoe and began rubbing one foot up and down her calf. The table was secluded, and no one could see under, so I proceeded to rub up and down her inner thighs. She leant forward, putting her cup down, and let out a little moan.

…. Holly

Understanding my invitation, Adams's foot softly caressed my legs. I gasped into my cup of coffee.

Just as I was trying to contain and hide my heightened arousal, he took his foot higher.

Oh God!

Desperately, I tried to appear normal to the outside world, but a small groan still escaped my lips.

I whispered, “Don’t stop!”

I could feel myself getting even wetter. Next, his foot touched my sensitive vagina, slowly massaging, my wet spot spreading. Waves of pleasure radiated out, spreading throughout my body.

This very public encounter threatened to take me over the top. I was breathing heavily across the top of my coffee at Adam, pretending to cool the coffee. My eyes were wide, neither seeing nor blinking, as orgasm approached.

I pulled back from the brink. I had to resist making a spectacle of myself in public. Did we honestly think we could do this in public and get away with it?

It was no good; I could feel my body yearning for release. Eagerly I thrust my pussy further forward, hard onto Adams foot. Wiggling, I watched as he, too, moaned quietly as he put his cup down.

Fuck, he looked so close to exploding!

…. Adam

My god, she was squirming in her seat. I no longer had to move my foot, as she ground herself onto me. Holly’s breasts were thrust forward, nipples erect, prominent. My cock was painfully stiff now as it tried to steer itself down a leg of my pants. If she groaned again, I was sure I would shoot cum down my pants leg.

Hold on, for God's sake, hold it, I told myself. I must avoid the public humiliation, no matter what.

What Holly did next made my body tense with expectation as she took a finger, leisurely licking it like a cat, before slowly taking it under the table.

…. Holly

Trying not to rotate my bum, I was sure I was going to climax if Adam did not stop rubbing my pussy with his foot.

I wanted him there and then, public place or not!

I needed to climax. We both did. Our breathing was heavy, almost laboured. I had to help him somehow.

I could not contain the devil within me.

Putting a finger to my mouth, I kissed the tip, then poked out my wet tongue, pinning his eyes with mine, daring him to look away. Sucking on my finger I then flicked my tongue in and out several times, causing saliva to run down my finger. Ever so tentatively, I licked my finger clean, seductively swallowing the pretend cum, before slowly lowering it until it was under the table. I parted my legs even more. Adam watched transfixed.

I rubbed my clit slowly then let it glide under my panties and touched my vagina, shuddering, before carefully collecting a scoop of my juices from within.

In doing this, I had aroused myself more than I had intended. Dreamily cocking my head to one side, lips slightly parted, I ran my tongue around the edges of my lips, imagining sucking Adam’s cock.

As I brought it back out again above the table, I thought his eyes were about to pop out. I sensed he too was ready to cum. I took my anointed finger and, reached across the table, offering it to Adam to suck.

…. Adam

Never having had a quiet orgasm before, my feelings of panic competed with the urge to climax. If I did not stop and remove my foot from her pussy, I was going to spurt hot cum uncontrollably, publicly.

Holly’s mouth was open as she ran her tongue around and around her wet lips. My balls ached at the sight. It felt like sperm fighting sperm to see who was going to be first out.

Holly brought her finger above the table, wet with her love juices. She leant across the table and offered it to me to lick.

Oh Fuck.

“Something to have with your coffee. I hope you like it!” purred Holly.

As I felt her finger in my mouth, I both tasted and smelled her ripe, pungent sex juices. She then slowly removed it, in a downward stroke, smearing her sex against my lips.

It was too much.

I covered my mouth with a napkin as I shot a steady stream of hot sticky cum down my leg. I felt Holly’s hand holding mine, squeezing hard. Dropping the napkin, I grabbed the table edge, trying not to jerk or moan, frozen in my seat, as another jet stream erupted from my cock until I was utterly spent.

Trying not to arouse suspicion I sucked in air slowly. I felt my thick cum cooling against the length of my leg and soaking through my pants. Fuck.

…. Holly

I was watching his face as he began to climax. Oh Fuck, here I am, too.

An orgasm welled up within me as I watched Adam jerk slightly and moan. He had not seen me take my wet finger a moment before and push it into myself again and give three quick rubs. As he came, I grabbed his hand and, looking him in the eye, felt a wave of euphoria engulf me like a tsunami, pulsating throughout my body.

I felt his body tense as he came again. A small moan escaped as my eyes rolled upwards, my breath rushing from me as I spurted into my panties.

The smell of our warm sex was strong, nearly overriding that of the coffee. We could not stay here any longer.

Fuck, I wanted more. So much more!

While composing ourselves, I purposely knocked a glass of water over on the table.

“Come on,” I said huskily, taking Adam’s hand.

“Let’s go back to my hotel where we can clean each other up properly,” I smiled, hoping he would get my drift.

I was not finished with him yet. Oh no!

This was just the beginning.

As we departed the café, I apologised to the owner for spilling our water. That would at least prevent any questions about his very wet trousers and my dress.