Coffee Shop Encounter

Chapter 3

I nodded slowly. It suddenly dawned on me that we weren't alone and somehow we hadn't been stopped by anyone yet. I began to look around the room trying to assess the situation. I was shocked to see the affect our little exhibition had had on our fellow patrons. I first examined the couple next to us. The woman was reclined in her chair with one leg lifted onto her seat. She had slid the leg of her shorts to the side, along with her panties, revealing a thick bush of dark hairs. Her hands were working quickly among the foliage, massaging her soft lips. Her eyes stared unblinkingly at my erection which had regrown in all its glory, following my ministrations of Shazs clit.

Her companion, Carl, had his hand inside his pants making a stroking motion, all the while staring at Shazs naked form.

I looked across at the old women on my other side and it was clear that there was a lot of under the table action going on there.

Looking over my shoulder I could see the short barista who had brought me my muffin earlier. I couldn't see below her waist, but she had one hand braced against the counter whilst the other hand worked feverishly below it. Now I'm no expert but based on the way her face was contorted I don't think she was making coffee.

It was so confusing. I turned back around and looked towards the young couple in the booth. They appeared to have completely forgotten about each other, both staring lustfully at Shaz and I. The guy had his hand in his pants whilst the girl had lifted her skirt and was massaging herself through a silken pair of pink panties. As I watched, she dug around in her handbag until she found what she was looking for. Slowly, almost reverently she removed a lipstick vibrator. The low hum of it hit my ears as she briskly went to work on herself.

My observations were interrupted then as Shaz sat up on the table. She gave me the same mischievous smile as before. She pointed at my dick.

"I want this!"

I nodded obediently. Then she gestured towards herself.

"In here!"

She smiled at me and those blue eyes sparkled.

"Now!"

I grinned back at her.

"As you wish."

Shaz turned away from me then. Gingerly, on jelly legs, she climbed onto the table until she was centred on all fours. I just gaped at the most perfect posterior I had ever beheld. Two smooth round buttocks with her divine opening taking centre stage. I was entranced. Shaz widened her stance, lowering her ass until she was right at the height of my dick.

Then she slapped the table, breaking me from my reverie.

"Fuck her!" She chanted, then slapped the table three times before repeating the chant. She continued to do this until the other patrons caught on to what she wanted. Slowly they all began to chant and slap their tables. The noise rang through the cafe.

"Fuck her!" Bang, bang, bang!

"Fuck her!" Bang, bang, bang!

"Fuck her!" Bang, bang, bang!

Shaz wiggled her ass in time with the chant and I watched her soft checks bounce enticingly.

I could stand it no more, taking my cock I rubbed it up and down her moistened slit. Shaz gave a moan as I gently teased her entry. My head was now sufficiently lubricated so I pressed on, entering her forbidden chamber. Even with the chanting I could hear her gasp at my girth.

"Holy shit!" She cried as I stretched her with my first few inches.

I pressed on and I could hear her muttering curses and exclamations as I dove deeper. The walls of her vagina wrapping around me like a tight cocoon. With ever inch I felt her muscles contracting and relaxing as she welcomed my dome headed invader. My rate of entry began to slow with two inches left. Looking down I could see her hands, gripped tight, knuckles white as she held onto the edge of the table for dear life. Her whole body shook as she strained to take me. With my left hand I steadied us both by placing my hand on her hip. With my right I hooked my hand over her shoulder, holding her in position. I paused for a second before pressing forward with one hard thrust. Shazs snatch engulfed my last two inches with a wet squelch. Her head went back while the rest of her body pressed down into the table. She screamed in ecstasy and I felt her pussy spasming around me. A gush of fluid burst from her entry, flooding my shaft before running down my balls. Taking advantage of the extra lubrication I began to slide my member out. I kept my hand on her shoulder, using it as leverage to drive my tool back home. As I hit my mark Shaz gave a small shriek.