Almost every morning I stop at the same bakery. Sometimes I get a bagel or roll, sometimes just coffee. I’ll get a croissant if they aren’t sold out, and a cupcake whenever it rains, to cheer myself up.
Since I’m there at the same time every day, I know the owner pretty well, and she knows me. I’ve always found Adrianna attractive, but since we never talked about anything other than baked goods, I had no idea if she was interested in me, too.
She seemed to be flirting with me some days, and I found myself fantasizing about her when I was alone with my vibrator. I imagined her in her apron and nothing else ravishing me on the counter at the bakery. I pictured myself eating her pussy, delighting in the sweet and savory flavors of the most delectable item on the menu her. But I never truly believed my fantasies would come true.
It wasn’t until about two weeks ago, when there was a note tucked in the bag with my morning muffin asking me to come back that night for a special treat, that I started to think there was something more between us.
The rest of the day seemed to drag by as I stared at the clock, waiting for work to end so I could go see Adrianna. I couldn’t stop thinking of what the note meant, and I was dying to know why she wanted me to meet her. Finally, four o’clock rolled around, and with nothing left to do, I snuck out of work early and headed straight for the bakery. When I got there, Adrianna was behind the counter, as usual.
We smiled at each other when our eyes met, and I immediately asked her why she’d slipped me a note requesting that I meet her.
“How else was I supposed to get you in here after work to ask you out?” she replied.
I was so shocked that I stood there quietly for several moments before I could bring myself to answer. When I finally did, though, I made sure she knew that I was absolutely interested in going out with her even if I couldn’t seem to make the words come out right. She suggested dinner that night, since we both obviously had the time, and after she took off her apron and told the cashier to lock up for her, we were off.
As we were walking down the street, Adrianna asked if we could stop at her apartment so she could change into something that wasn’t covered in flour. I had no problem with that, so we changed our course and headed to her place, which was only a few streets over. Once inside, she pointed me in the direction of the bathroom (I wanted to freshen up, too) while she headed for the bedroom to change.
All I wanted to do was freshen my makeup and fix my hair, so I’d left the bathroom door open. I was in the middle of pinning up my hair when Adrianna ran into the bathroom wearing only a lacy bra and barely there G string, not realizing I was still in there. I was embarrassed at first, not knowing where to look or what to do, but when I tried to look away, I saw Adrianna’s scantily clad reflection in the mirror over the sink, and my breath caught in my throat.
In all the months I’d been going to her shop, I’d never seen her in anything more revealing than a short sleeved blouse and a pair of capris. But there she was, almost naked before me, and she had the body of a centerfold!
Her pillowy breasts which were probably fulsome D cups were perfectly perky, her tummy was flat and firm, and her arms and legs had hardly an ounce of fat on them. I’d never seen a woman so trim and toned, up close at least. Her hair was hanging down, too, and for the first time I noticed how long and luxurious it was, now that it was out of its usual messy bun. I couldn’t believe my luck at having such a magnificent creature find me desirable.
When her eyes met mine in the mirror, she seemed surprised to find me in the bathroom. But that look was quickly replaced by a look of lust. Her gaze was dark and penetrating, and when she licked her lips, I knew it had nothing to do with them being dry my own tongue had peeked out to swipe across my lip a second earlier. This was my chance, I realized, and it took only a second for me to act, turning quickly and pulling her toward me for a searing kiss.
The second our lips met, it felt like fireworks were going off right there in the bathroom. Her body was pressed right up against mine as we kissed, our tongues exploring each other’s mouth, and I delighted in the feel of her silky smooth skin under my palms. She was warm, and I detected a hint of vanilla in her intoxicating aroma a product of hours spent in the bakery, I assumed. I spent only a second or two savoring her scent and her soft skin, though, so caught up was I in the way our lips were moving and how her body was trying to get even closer to mine.
We broke our kiss for only a moment to take a couple of deep breaths, and then we were lip locked once more, stumbling out of the bathroom and toward the bedroom without moving so much as an inch apart.
As soon as we got there, things really started to heat up. Adrianna pulled out of our kiss long enough to unbutton my blouse and discard it, and my bra, in the corner of the room. My skirt soon followed, along with my underwear, and then suddenly Adrianna looked like the modest one, standing there in her bra and panties. I couldn’t let her beautiful body remain covered, so I went to work myself, pulling off the small scraps of material that hid her most delicious features from my view. I couldn’t wait to see her.
When I saw Adrianna naked for the first time, I couldn’t resist her any longer. Dropping to my knees, I leaned in and lapped at her cute little cunt. Her petite nether lips tasted as sweet as the lips I’d been kissing only moments earlier, and I excitedly dove in, making sure to work my tongue over every inch of her pussy. She was practically purring as I gorged myself on her mouth watering mound, and I felt my own pussy growing wetter the longer I knelt there. Pretty soon I had several fingers of my left hand buried deep inside her and four fingers from my right hand buried deep inside me.
While I fucked Adrianna with my fingers and tongue, I excitedly played with my pussy, trying to relieve the pressure that was building inside me from having my head buried between my baker’s legs. Each drop of dew that gathered on her lips and fell to my tongue had my body humming with excitement, and when I sucked her clit and she let out a delighted yelp, I nearly came.
A minute later, with my thumb on her button and my tongue delving deep into her slit, I did come and so did Adrianna. I was rubbing her clit in circles with the pad of my thumb and using my tongue like a cock, fucking her dripping cunt. When I found a pattern that seemed to amp up the pleasure for her, I continued it, driving her crazy. Soon she was shrieking in ecstasy as she came. The combination of her sexy sounds and delicious juices set me off, too, and without so much as grazing my own hard button, I was coming, moaning into her pussy.
We climaxed together, the scent of sex and the sounds of pleasure filling the bedroom. It was the most beautiful experience of my life!
Adrianna and I have been together ever since that night, and she has put me on a strict diet of baked goods and pussy whenever I stay at her place. She’s even promised to help make my fantasies the ones about fucking her at the bakeshop come true one of these days. When that happens, I promise to fill you in!
Ms. Amber A., Roseville, California