Mia stood in line at the coffee house, waiting her turn to give the anxious barista her drink order. Each time a new caffeine-seeking customer walked through the door, a gust of wind burst through the entrance, leaving a damp chill lingering in the air. It sent a shiver down Mia’s spine, diverting her attention from daydreaming of laying on a warm beach, cocktail in hand, and back to her jittery need to consume that hot, dark liquid, filled with the energy she needed to get through the beginning of a very long work day.

She was dressed in a 3/4 length sleeve, hunter green, silk blouse, tucked into a black pencil skirt, with black thigh-high nylons, and strappy, black heels.

‘I should have brought my coat inside,’ She scolded herself, shivering as the cold air whipped through the building. Casting her eyes around, she noticed a woman staring in her direction. She crossed her arms over her chest protectively, feeling the stair was directed at her, though she was probably looking at something beyond her. Mia lifted her gaze from her shoes and saw the woman was still looking in her direction.

‘Do I have something on my face?’ she thought.

Casually, Mia pushed her shoulder length dark brown curls behind each ear, checking for remnants of anything that could be causing the woman to stare with such a strange expression. Her cheeks reddened and as the woman caught her eyes and flashed a crooked smile at her while she playfully bit her bottom lip.

“Natalie?” the barista called.

The woman finally shifted her gaze and walked toward the counter to retrieve her steaming beverage.

“Thank you,” she said sweetly, winking at the woman behind the counter. She flipped her long, dark wavy locks as she turned to walk away.

‘What A flirt!’ Mia wondered.

‘She is incredibly sexy too…’ She started to wonder what the woman looked like underneath her blue and white striped boat neck blouse, short blue denim skirt, fitted, black leather jacket, and black knee-high boots. Mia wondered about whether or not she was wearing panties underneath her short skirt. Just as she began to daydream about whether or not she shaved or trimmed her more than likely delicious pussy, the woman walked past her and slipped a napkin into her hand.

‘Fuck, I do have something on my face’ Mia said to herself. Her cheeks blushed a darker shade of pink.

“You look great in that top,” the woman said, licking her bottom lip.

Her eyes drifted toward the open buttons at the top of Mia’s blouse and blatantly stared at the swell of her breasts exposed to the chill of the air. Mia’s skin prickled, and her nipples hardened, poking through her bra and showing through her blouse. It must have looked just a little obscene, and for a moment, she felt timid. Before she could respond, the woman walked away toward the back of the shop, never looking back in her direction.

Mia looked at the folded napkin in her hand. A dark crimson set of lip prints covered one of the corners. She opened it, and a message in scribbled ink in the middle read:

“You are incredibly beautiful…I will be waiting for you in the ladies bathroom for 5 minutes. While I wait, I’ll be rubbing my wet pussy, thinking of you. Knock three times to come in and join me.”

It was signed: “Natalie”.

‘Fuck, is this woman for real?!’ Mia wondered to herself.

She left the line before reaching the counter to order her usual and walked slowly to the back of the coffee shop. On the way toward the bathroom, she took a deep breath to calm her thumping heart and cool the heat building between her thighs.

‘What am I doing? This is crazy!’ she wondered to herself with giddy excitement.

She could not stop picturing this woman, Natalie, waiting for her in the bathroom right now. As her mind raced, she realized she was already soaking through her panties thinking of the possibilities. The wondered of her leaning against the wall of the bathroom, rubbing her clit as Mia entered the room, produced a wave of anticipation, and her vulva began to pulse. She raised her hands up to her nipples and tugged gently on each one through the silk of her blouse, not caring if anyone saw what she was doing.

Mia reached the line of bathrooms.

‘Thank goodness for private bathrooms!’ Mia wondered to herself.

She knocked three times on the closed door of the ladies room. After a moment, it opened and Natalie stood on the other side. She had already removed her top and bra. Her perfect half-moon breasts looked like they would fit perfectly in the palm of Mia’s hands, and were so plump and juicy. Her skin was white and creamy, the hard nipples were deep rose in color, and looked like they were aching to be suckled and tugged on.

“Get in here and close the door behind you, sexy,” Natalie said as she cupped her breasts and squeezed them. She looked like a bitch in heat the way she was grabbing her perky tits and pulling on the dark, hard nipples. Her fingernails scraped across the areolae as she roughly squeezed her mounds. She stood in front of the sink, resting her ass on it, her legs spread wide, revealing a pantyless, wet, slippery pussy beneath her skirt.

Mia walked in and closed the door softly behind her. Her own silk panties were soaked with wetness, which was already dripping down her thighs; with each step, the creamy liquid coated them more and more. She wanted to rip all her clothes off before exploring the gorgeous creature before her like a ravenous animal, but she stood frozen in place for a moment, unsure of what to do next.

“I didn’t get your name, beautiful,” Natalie said as she lifted her right hand from her breast and beckoned with her index finger.

Mia approached, and Natalie’s right hand moved down her curves until her fingers found her soaking cunt. She began to rub her fingers up and down the slippery slit, moaning softly.

“My name is Mia.”

Her eyes drifted toward Natalie’s fingers, which were playfully toying with a swelling clit, peeking temptingly from under its hood.

“Nice to meet you, Mia,” Natalie said, never breaking eye contact, continuing her caress around the needy little bud. Mia moaned softly, running her tongue along her lips, and pushing her hips forward to the fingers working Natalie’s swollen button.

With her free hand, Natalie grabbed Mia’s blouse and tugged her clothes. Her grip remained firm on her blouse while she brought her other hand to Mia’s mouth.

“You know you want a taste, don’t you?” Natalie asked.

Mia didn’t hesitate. She leaned toward Natalie’s dripping fingers and took them greedily into her mouth. Natalie shivered as Mia sucked her pussy-soaked fingers clean. Maintaining her grip on Mia’s blouse, she wrapped one leg around her waist to pull her even closer, pressing her own soaked, swollen pussy into the front of Mia’s skirt. They could both hear the lovely squishing sounds of Natalie’s wetness as she ground herself on Mia’s leg through her skirt, leaving a very wet mess on the fabric.

Natalie pulled her fingers from Mia’s mouth, dragging a trail of saliva from Mia’s tongue before snapping back to her chin as they separated. For a moment they looked into each other’s darkening eyes, then Mia leaned in and ran her tongue across Natalie’s upper lip, then the bottom. Natalie’s tongue reached out for the invader, curling around Mia’s exploring tongue. Natalie sucked in Mia’s bottom lip and tugged with her teeth before their first kiss broke.

Mia had the scent of Natalie’s sweet pussy on her lips and tongue and immediately craved more. Before she could bend down to take in the site between her wet thighs, Natalie began to carefully, and quickly unbutton Mia’s blouse. She pulled it up and out of her skirt then tossed it to the floor, exposing a black, front-closure lace bra that lifted her globe-like breasts perfectly.

“Mmm, Mia, you are delicious.”

She reached forward and her fingers caressed the swell of Mia’s breasts and trailed over the lace until she reached the front clasp. Her touch sent tingles through Mia’s core making her pussy drip at a furious rate through her panties. Natalie unhooked the clasp and Mia’s breasts burst from their enclosure. Her nipples were thick, hard, and…leaking.

Natalie’s eyes widened and her mouth dropped open slightly.

“Oh fuck, Mia, are you lactating?” she asked.

“Yes,” Mia replied, trying to cover herself, suddenly feeling shy.

Before Mia could cross her arms over her engorged, aching breasts, Natalie pinned them to her sides and pulled her close. She took Mia’s left breast in her right hand, her grip was warm and firm, and massaged, making milk spray from the long, hard nipple. She smiled and laughed as it sprinkled onto her own chest.

“Fuck, Mia, that is hot, may I?” Natalie asked, waggling her tongue.

“Yes, please,” Mia replied.

Natalie grasped both of the full breasts offered, taking the left nipple deep into her mouth. Mia’s eyes rolled back and she let out a deep sigh of satisfaction as Natalie flicked her warm tongue and suckled gently. She felt her breast swell in response and watched as milk poured out of Natalie’s mouth and spilled down her chin. The other nipple began to drip as Natalie continued to suck the milk from Mia’s breast. She pinched it between her index finger and thumb, feeling the warm liquid run down her fingers.

Mia looked down and watched Natalie service her full breasts, placing one hand behind Natalie’s head and drawing her closer. The suckling was making her clit throb and she felt like she was about to cum. Milk continued to drip from Natalie’s mouth and chin, and she seemed to enjoy squeezing the other globe, making it spray everywhere. Mia moaned as Natalie tugged on her nipple with her teeth and then let it escape with a pop, willing to try the other side. She was panting as she switched.

Mia grabbed the back of Natalie’s head and pressed it to her right breast, willing to feel the release on this side. Her vaginal walls were throbbing and aching to be stretched and filled. She slipped one hand down to discover the zipper at her side and fumbled with a shaky hand to unzip her skirt.

Natalie audibly popped off of Mia’s right nipple to help slide the skirt down her soft, full thighs, assisting her to step out, then tossed the skirt to the corner adding to the growing collection of clothing.

Mia now stood in front of Natalie wearing nothing but her black silk panties, thigh-high stockings, and black heels. She felt incredibly exposed but exceptionally sexy. She had never had a woman kneeling in front of her before and the wanton need between them was intoxicating.

Natalie knelt before Mia, face wet with milk and chest heaving. She took a moment to unzip and remove her own skirt, which joined the pile of garments in the corner, then took her previous position. Her hands ran up and down Mia’s thighs, then around her plump, round ass. She grabbed each cheek firmly and spanked the left side. Mia shuttered and bit her lip to stifle a moan. She grabbed both her own nipples and tugged, spraying milk in every direction.

“I bet your cunt is throbbing right now, Mia,” Natalie said, as she caressed Mia’s ass and thighs. Her fingers traced the border of Mia’s soaked panties and then moved over the wet silk to in between her swollen labia.

Mia’s knees buckled but she reached out to the sink to brace herself. She desperately wanted to be tugging at her nipples again but feared she would not be able to hold herself up as Natalie’s fingers traced her slit through her squishy, wet panties. Mia moved her hips with Natalie’s fingers trying to build more friction on her throbbing clit. She threw her head back and moaned when Natalie leaned in and ran her tongue on the wet trail she had made through Mia’s panties. The kneeling girl breathed her scent deeply and poked her tongue into the silk to tease the swollen, protruding clit.

“Oh fuck!” Mia moaned. Each noise she emitted was louder than the last, echoing through the bathroom.

“Not so loud, Mia. We don’t want to be interrupted,” Natalie whispered, looking up into Mia’s eyes. She wrapped her fingers around the waistband of Mia’s panties and pulled them down to her feet and Mia carefully stepped out of them. She stood there naked apart from stockings and heels, dripping from her swollen cunt and breasts in a public bathroom. She had never felt so slutty, or so sexy. Natalie took Mia’s panties in her hand and lifted them to her nose and breathed in deeply.

“Mmm, Mia, You smell so good. You are soaked, baby,” Natalie said. Mia’s thighs were quivering and she began to whimper, anticipating Natalie’s touch; her needy pussy was aching to be played with.

Natalie breathed in deeply and blew hot air against Mia’s swollen lips and clit. Mia shivered and moaned, clutching the sink behind Natalie’s head. She could not believe how much her pussy was dripping right now, as if someone turned on a faucet and left it running. She bucked her mons toward Natalie’s mouth, begging for more. Natalie leaned in and flicked Mia’s swollen bud teasingly with the tip of her tongue and Mia nearly screamed.

Natalie stood up abruptly, “Open your mouth, Mia,” she said.

Mia opened her mouth willingly.

“Good girl,” Natalie said, smiling, then gently stuffed Mia’s own panties into her mouth.

“This will keep you quiet while I play with you,” she finished, then lowered herself to her knees once more.

She grabbed hold of each of Mia’s ass cheeks, squeezing them hard, then spanked the left one, before rubbing the stinging flesh with the palm of her hand, dragging her fingernails across the reddening skin. Mia looked down and watched as Natalie spanked her ass and could not believe how badly she wanted the stranger to tease her, touch her, and taste her… everywhere.

Natalie spanked Mia’s right cheek, squeezed it, then let her nails dig into the skin. She moaned through the wet panties stuffed in her mouth. She could taste herself and smell her scent; she breathed it in deeply. Natalie never took her eyes away from Mia’s. Her tongue worked its way between the pink lips, parting them as she inched slowly down between the smooth, wet labia. Her breath against the moist skin was warm and enveloped Mia.

She parted her legs a little wider to give Natalie better access to her open slit and to expose her clit, then thrust gently toward Natalie’s face. Natalie pressed her tongue flat against Mia’s open, wet lips and held very still. Her breath was hot on Mia’s clit and Mia could barely control herself. She wanted to grab Natalie by the hair and thrust her hips to slide against that warm, wet tongue, but Natalie held still, watching every shudder and every quake her tongue created.

Natalie took hold of each of Mia’s arms and pinned them against her body so she was unable to move. A quick flick of the tip of her tongue against Mia’s clit caused her to jump. She did it again – flick.. flick…flick… slowly, and deliberately, relishing Mia’s reaction each time. Mia struggled to move her arms and Natalie’s strong grip held her in place. She lifted her head, catching her reflection in the mirror above the sink, and paused.

There she stood fully exposed, with open legs, naked except for her stockings and heels, panties stuffed in her own mouth, and a gorgeous, slutty woman kneeling before her, licking her sweet, slick pussy. Her nipples leaked as Natalie toyed with her sensitive button. She shifted her gaze to focus on Natalie’s gorgeous mirror image. They looked so slutty, like they were making their own dirty movie. She started to think about what would happen if someone walked in and almost panicked. Natalie sensed her sudden tenseness and sharply sucked the puffed up clit into her mouth.

Mia gasped and redirected her full attention to the gorgeous woman between her legs as she tugged her clit into her mouth and nibbled on it. Her nose was pressed against Mia’s mons as she sucked the engorged clit like a little, tiny cock, pressing her tongue into the little hollow underneath the bud. Mia opened her legs as wide as she could and groaned through her panties as Natalie shook her head back and forth, pulling on her clit with each motion.

She broke away from Mia’s clit and looked up. “Does that feel good, baby?” Her face was smothered with Mia’s sticky wetness and she was breathing heavily.

Mia shook her head yes and whimpered. Natalie stood up and stared down into her eyes; she was at least three inches taller.

Mia looked Natalie up and down and could not believe this gorgeous woman was standing naked before her, presenting herself like an exquisite goddess. Her eyes stopped at her beautiful, dripping cunt. A silvery strand of thick juices hung from the swollen labia and clung to her inner thigh. Mia was longing to taste her, drink her, eat her. The desire was overwhelming.

“Do you like what you see?” Natalie asked.

Mia nodded. Natalie smiled and reached out with her right hand and stepped closer. She wondered she was gonna pull her against her heaving breast; instead, Natalie pressed her ring and middle finger into Mia’s folds and slowly slid her middle finger into her dripping, throbbing tunnel. Mia groaned; her hands flew to her nipples and she began to tug on them, shooting streams of milk against Natalie’s chest and stomach. Natalie hooked her finger and used it to pull Mia to her.

With her other hand, she pulled the drenched panties from Mia’s mouth and smashed their lips together. Her fingers stayed still, not one little wiggle. Mia kissed back with fevered passion. Their tongues danced around each other and they alternated biting and nibbling. Mia’s breath quickened as she concentrated on the feelings from Natalie’s finger, deep within the walls of her warm, wet pussy. She clenched her muscles tightly around the invading finger.

“Does that feel good?” Natalie asked with a knowing smile, while licking a path from her earlobe to collarbone.

Mia nodded and bit her bottom lip. She wanted to groan in pleasure but did not want them to be discovered by a curious patron or employee and have to stop. Natalie pushed her finger deeper, curling it forward, until it pressed against Mia’s soft g-spot, making her knees buckle, but Natalie held her in place, impaled on her finger, her palm cupping her cunt, holding her up like a puppet. She slowly turned them both around and backed Mia against the sink until her ass pressed against the cold ceramic.

“Do you want to fuck yourself on my hand?” Natalie asked.

Mia nodded and without hesitation said, “Yes.”

“Do it then, fuck it baby, but only if you’re sure you can stop yourself if you feel like you’re going to cum.”

“I… I’m not sure I can,” Mia said tentatively.

“Try to hold back. Trust me,” Natalie said, then leaned forward and brushed her tongue across Mia’s mouth before slipping between her lips and massaging Mia’s tongue with her own. They kissed deeply, taking turns licking one another, each kiss messier than the last. Mia began to gently rock her hips against Natalie’s finger. She broke their kiss and looked down to watch herself thrust around the finger, squeezing it, then pulled back slowly, her walls trying to clench around it.

“That’s it, Mia. Fuck it like a cock,” Natalie encouraged. She brushed Mia’s curls from her face with her free hand and watched as she ground her hips against Natalie’s slick finger. Mia was surprised by how much she loved hearing Natalie speak so nasty to her. It made her want to fuck her hand even harder. Natalie continued to stroke Mia’s hair and then gave it a firm tug. Mia gasped and thrust her hips harder on Natalie’s finger. She needed more. Her pussy was swollen and creamy, and she needed to be filled.

“More,” was all Mia could say.

“More what?” Natalie asked, holding her hair firmly, making Mia’s head fall back.

“I need my pussy filled with your fingers.”