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Okay so I worked at this coffee shop for a few months to cover some expenses and it was actually a really fun job and I was good at it and I also quickly figured out that showing up without a bra made the tip jar significantly happier by end of day which is just science and I was simply applying it, no notes, fully committed to the methodology lol.

I also had a personal rule that if I was feeling a certain kind of way in the morning I would skip underwear too because there is something about standing behind a counter taking orders all day while wearing absolutely nothing under your uniform that makes the shift go by in a very interesting way and I had discovered this by accident and then immediately made it a recurring choice, which says a lot about me as a person and I stand by all of it.

So this one shift I was bra-less AND underwear-less and feeling absolutely feral from the jump and tips were coming in great, dollars here, fives there, people were generous and I was in a good mood and everything was going well and then this guy came in and I want to be clear that I had seen him in the shop maybe twice before and had absolutely clocked him both times and done nothing about it because he was a customer and I was a professional, mostly 😭

Ordered a medium black coffee, very normal, paid, very normal, and then when I leaned over the counter to hand it to him he put something directly into my hand and it was a fifty dollar bill with a phone number written on it and he held eye contact for maybe one and a half seconds and then just took his coffee and went and sat down like he hadn't just completely detonated my entire afternoon.

Now look, the fifty dollars was cute and I appreciated it but let's be real, if he had been unattractive that number was going straight in the trash, like I'm not doing anything for money I would not do for free for the right person, but he was genuinely nice looking and I had already thought about him twice before and the fifty was just a fun bonus on top of a decision I was probably already going to make lol.

I stood at that counter for a solid ten seconds just staring at the bill like it was a puzzle I needed to solve and then I came back to earth and finished making the drinks in the queue and spent the rest of the shift glancing over at him sitting there completely calm and unbothered at his little table while I was over here basically malfunctioning, like sir you cannot just DO that and then sit there reading your phone, every time I looked at him I felt my pussy clench and I nearly put oat milk in someone's latte who specifically asked for almond and that would have been HIS fault actually.

Texted the number on my break from the back room, just a single question mark because I am a woman of few words, and he sent back his name and said he could pick me up after my shift and I said okay and floated back out to the counter with forty five minutes left on the clock feeling like a cartoon character with little hearts for eyes 😭

He was already waiting outside when I finished, nice car, window down, that same calm expression and I got in and he asked if I was hungry and I said not for food and genuinely I could see him trying not to smile and losing.

He drove us to this quiet residential street like five minutes away, parked under some trees, afternoon light coming through, nobody around, and I didn't even wait for him to say anything I just reached over and got his belt open because he had been very patient and I felt like rewarding that.

He was already getting hard before I got his jeans down properly and when I wrapped my hand around his cock I took one actual second to appreciate what I was working with because I deserved that moment and then I got my mouth on him and decided that a man this attractive and this patient warranted a very unhurried and very thorough approach lol.

I started slow, super wet, lots of spit, working him with my hand and my mouth together while he settled back into the seat and put one hand in my hair and just rested it there not pushing just present and his breathing in that quiet car started doing things to me immediately, like I was already soaking before I even started and now I was absolutely dripping, so I got my other hand between my own thighs because I needed something to do with all of that and he noticed and made a sound that I felt in places that were not involved in this situation 😭

I took my time with him, kept the pace slow and deliberate, sloppy and wet and deep, coming up gasping and going back down and taking him to the back of my throat and holding it there until my eyes were streaming and my mascara was completely done for, and he was gripping my hair properly now and his whole body had this tension to it like a guy trying very hard to hold something together and failing beautifully, and I edged him completely by accident just by being thorough, like I wasn't even trying to do that I was just enjoying myself and he was just suffering and that's on him for being so good looking honestly.

When I finally let him come I stayed all the way down and swallowed everything and then looked up at him and he was staring at the ceiling of his car with the expression of a man who had just finished a very long and difficult journey and arrived somewhere excellent.

I quit that job a few weeks later but I kept his number and he kept mine and that fifty dollars was genuinely the best return on investment either of us has ever seen and I think about it sometimes when I need to feel good about my decision making 😌

I want to be upfront that I set this up for entirely selfish reasons and it worked out better than I planned.

My friend has a boyfriend. They've been together a couple of years, happy, solid. I like him a lot. He has always, in a very well-managed and respectful way, made it clear he finds me attractive, which I've filed away and never done anything with.

I have also always wanted to go down on my friend. She's straight, or straight enough that it was never a realistic possibility, and I made my peace with that. I'm not in love with her, I just think she's genuinely stunning and I've always been curious and I stopped letting myself think about it.

Until she mentioned one night when we were a few drinks in that she'd thought about it before. With me specifically. Just as a thing she'd occasionally thought about.

I thought about this for approximately thirty seconds.

I told her I'd do it if she let her boyfriend join in.

She looked at me.

"Like," she said, "join in with us, or."

"With me," I said. "While I'm with you."

She texted him from the couch. He was there in twenty minutes which told me everything I needed to know about how long he'd been thinking about this particular situation.

She lay back and I had this one second where I just looked at her and thought about every time I'd told myself this wasn't going to happen. Then I got my face between her thighs and stopped thinking about anything else entirely.

She was already wet before I even touched her which felt like important information. I started slow, tongue flat and broad, learning her before going for anything specific, and she made a sound that was part surprise and part something else and her hips moved toward me without her deciding to move them. I found her clit and stayed there, slow circles, and she grabbed the sheets with both hands.

I've gone down on people before. This felt different in a way I can't explain except that I'd been wanting to do this for years and the reality of it was better than I'd let myself imagine and I was soaking wet just from being there.

Her boyfriend got behind me while I was doing this. I felt him press against the back of my thighs, his hands running along my hips, and then he pushed inside me slowly and I made a sound into her that she must have felt because she made one straight back. Being fucked while your face is buried in your best friend's pussy while she's gripping the sheets above you is a specific kind of overwhelming I was genuinely unprepared for. He started moving and I kept my mouth on her and everything became this impossible feedback loop where I couldn't separate what I was feeling from what I was causing.

I came first, hard, clenching around him, face still buried, making sounds that were muffled and completely undignified and I did not care at all.

She came maybe two minutes after that. Both hands in my hair suddenly, thighs locking around my head, and the sounds she made went straight into whatever part of my brain stores things I'll be thinking about for years.

He finished inside me shortly after. I felt all of it and stayed where I was until everything stopped.

We lay there after. All three of us. Nobody said anything for a while which felt correct.

I've been thinking about who got the better end of that deal ever since and I cannot work it out. I got what I wanted. He definitely got what he wanted. She had two people extremely focused on her simultaneously which seems objectively good for everyone involved.

I think we all won.

I think I want to negotiate again.

I was masturbating on camera, it was necessary for my work, and suddenly my tather came into my room. When he saw what was happening, he froze, and his reaction was captured on camera. It was very arousing.
Now I don't know if he's watching this video or not, do you think I should send it to him? If someone needs it, I can show it to them, I'm not greedy
I am grateful to everyone who read this, it is really very important to me, if you had met me in life, you would never have believed that I was capable of such a thing.
I know that I have beautiful boobs, would you like to see them closer?