The Couple Who Put on a Show for Me at the Café

After lunch I usually go for a walk for a while. When I get back, I have a coffee at a café near my house and skim the paper to catch up on the latest news. Yesterday the weather was awful, with a wind that was pretty annoying, so I decided to have my coffee inside, in peace.

There were lots of people in the front of the place. Since I felt like being alone, I went to the back, where they have a quiet room that almost nobody knows about. I settled into a corner and opened the paper.

When I looked up while turning the page, I saw a couple at the far end of the room eating each other’s faces off. They were taking advantage of the relative privacy of the corner to exchange all kinds of caresses. She for him, he for her. I paused for a moment to watch the scene. It was reassuring to see that there were still young people who wanted to enjoy each other in the flesh, without a screen in between.

In a couple of minutes they had finished a serving of chips. Now she was having ice cream, giving the spoon some licks that were far too suggestive to be accidental. She took it deep into her mouth, closed her lips until they were distorted, and then pulled it out slowly, making faces as if she were savoring a piece of heaven. She stuck out her tongue, licked her lips, and I could perfectly imagine that same mouth sucking a hard cock, the same technique applied to the head, the same look of pleasure as she tasted it.

What a way to eat ice cream, I thought, feeling my dick start to swell inside my trousers, and I went back to the newspaper, pretending not to care.

At that hour it was quiet, although several nearby tables were occupied by boys and girls their age having a snack. The girl noticed me and warned her partner. He ignored her and kept sliding his hand under her knit sweater. I could clearly see how he was kneading her tits, how he was pinching her nipples through her bra. She settled herself and surrendered to the kisses again.

It’s not that I like going around as a peeping Tom, but while the coffee cools down I don’t have anything better to do, so I watched them discreetly. They were both very young; I guessed they were students without a place of their own where they could be alone, and very eager to fuck.

The girl whispered something in his ear and he laughed. Then he turned toward me with a defiant look, held it for a second, and ended up smiling crookedly. It was some kind of signal. He turned his attention back to his girlfriend, resumed the kissing, and under the table a little show for me began.

Little by little, as if it were involuntary, she began to spread her knees. I started to see the inside of her thighs and, at last, the line of her underwear, a tight white thong that was outlined between the lips of her pussy. That unexpected offer caught my attention, and I felt curious to know how far she intended to go. The angle didn’t let me see properly, so I took out my phone and turned on the camera, as if checking a message. On the screen you could make out her bare knees, the crotch, and the damp patch that was already beginning to darken the fabric of the thong.

The boy’s hand was moving under her skirt, touching her. I shifted the camera a little farther and saw him pull the thong aside, saw him slide two fingers into her pussy and pull them out shining with wetness, saw him shove them back in while rubbing her clit with his thumb. She opened her legs wider to make room for him. As soon as he withdrew his hand and brought it to his mouth to lick his fingers, she carried on by herself, stroking herself over the fabric, pressing the clit with the pad of her middle finger, drawing slow circles that made her thighs tremble. She had seen that I was following every move. She said nothing to him and kept going, pinning me with her gaze, as if to say: “I can do this right here, in front of you and surrounded by people.”

I tried to keep my composure, although my cock was already pressing hard against my fly. I didn’t want anyone to notice our thing. I liked the horny thrill that had built up, I liked watching her enjoy that intimate massage and, above all, the faces she was making: lips parted, tongue peeking out, half-lidded eyes fixed on me.

What a shameless one she turned out to be, I thought. A few minutes earlier I wouldn’t have imagined it, and now she was capable of masturbating in public with a dedication to me included. She lowered her hand again, this time sliding it inside the thong, and I saw how the bulge of her fingers moved beneath the fabric, rubbing insistently. Moments later her face changed: she closed her eyes, bit her lips, and tilted her head, announcing that her caresses were paying off. I saw her come right there, with her mouth clamped shut so she wouldn’t moan, her body tense and her hips pushing against her own hand.

What a turn-on the two of them were carrying.

More people came in and that interrupted them. They decided to leave. She gave me one last enigmatic look as a farewell, still with her cheeks flushed by the orgasm. I did the same shortly afterward: the entertainment was over and there was no point staying there. On the way out, I passed in front of the bathrooms. The boy was waiting outside for his girlfriend to finish. It was my chance.

***

—Hi, do you have a minute? I think I have something that might interest you.

—What are you talking about? I don’t know you from Adam. What do you want? —he shot back in a rough tone.

—I’ve seen that you have a problem and I think I could help you.

—A problem? I don’t have any problem.

—Would you like to have a comfortable, private place to take your girl and fuck her properly, the way God intended? I could get that for you. Interested?

—I am interested... but how would that work? Would we have to pay? I don’t have any money, you know? What do you get out of it? It won’t be free, will it?

—I have an empty furnished apartment near here. The tenant moved out, and while I rent it out again, it’ll be unused.

—Okay. I’m interested. And how much would it cost me? I don’t have much cash.

—Nothing. It’s free. You don’t have to give me anything. The only thing I ask is to go with you and for you to leave the bedroom door open.

—Yeah, sure. So you can be a peeping Tom while I fuck her, right?

—Exactly. Just that. I was watching you earlier and it didn’t seem to bother you too much. I’d say you liked feeling me watch you. Especially her, since she came in front of me touching her pussy over the thong.

At that moment the bathroom door opened and the girl came out with a huge smile and freshly painted lips. After the making out she had taken the chance to touch up her lipstick, and she was back with a deep red that was a pleasure to look at and that made you imagine that mouth wrapped around a cock.

The boy pulled her aside and explained my proposal to her in a low voice. They looked at each other as if consulting an opinion without saying a word. She studied me from head to toe, paused for a second on the bulge in my trousers, and asked him something. Nicolás clarified it for her. Neither of them was fully convinced by the offer and they discussed it for a few moments. In the end they both came over hand in hand and Nicolás, after looking at his girlfriend, said to me:

—We agree... on one condition: we leave the door open, but you do not come into the room. If that’s okay with you, we’d like to go right now. Shall we?

—Great. I’m Esteban. What are your names?

—She’s Renata and I’m Nicolás —said the boy, his girlfriend clinging to his arm.

Renata smiled, excited. She loved the idea of fucking in a real bed with her boyfriend, and having someone get turned on watching them and jerking off while they saw themselves coming. It was an adventure she hadn’t even thought to imagine.

***

Since it was a rental flat, the apartment felt a bit cold. It only had the basic furniture, with no personal touches. Even so, it had everything needed for a good fuck: a large bedroom, with a balcony that let in plenty of light and, in the middle, a big double bed.

Renata and Nicolás were delighted. At last they had a decent place to give free rein to their horniness. They looked around, looked at each other imagining what was coming, and finally turned to me.

—The place is perfect... now, if you don’t mind, we want to be alone.

—Of course, of course. Enjoy yourselves, that’s what you came for. I’ll leave you to it.

Before I had even finished leaving, they were already fused in a kiss, their tongues wrestling outside their mouths. I left them alone, but curiosity got the better of me and I stayed watching from the hallway, right at the angle the open door gave me. I unzipped my fly and took out my cock, already hard from the café, and started stroking it slowly, without rushing.

They stripped off in a hurry, each one his and her own, like a contest to see who got naked first. Nicolás won. He flopped onto the bed completely naked, his stiff cock pointing at the ceiling, waiting for her to finish. He had a good-sized dick, thick, with his balls hanging heavy between his thighs. Renata took a little longer. In her underwear, she paused for a moment to turn her head toward the door. She could barely see me, and that seemed to reassure her.

Then she improvised a few brief dance moves that her boyfriend received happily, though I would have sworn they were meant for me. Before going to the bed, she turned all the way around on herself. She had taken off her bra and was only wearing the thong, so I could see her whole body. She raised her hands over her head and her breasts were projected forward, firm, with her pink, erect nipples pointing straight out. When she turned, I discovered she had much more from behind than I expected: the fabric disappeared between her round buttocks, buttocks that seemed perfect to me to grab in both hands and pull apart. She lowered her thong very slowly, bending at the waist, and gave me a full view of her ass and her shaved pussy, with the pink lips shining with wetness.

—Come here... can’t you see how hard I am? —he urged her, jerking his cock with his hand.

Her gaze flew back to the door once more to confirm that I was still there. Then, with a couple of playful steps, she planted herself beside her boyfriend and the fun began.

With the impatience of first times and overwhelming passion, the two of them threw themselves into the conquest: kisses, squeezes, nonstop caresses. There was no time to lose. Nicolás sucked her tits without stopping, taking her nipples whole into his mouth and tugging them with his lips, and he pushed his hand between her legs, moving it back and forth with more enthusiasm than technique. You could see his fingers going in and out of her pussy, smeared with juice, while Renata spread her thighs wider and moaned with her head thrown back.

Renata, for her part, had grabbed his cock and was jerking it like there was no tomorrow, her fist sliding up and down the entire length, squeezing the head when she got to the top. Then she bent down and took it into her mouth. She sucked the whole thing, all the way down, swallowing it until her nose sank into the boy’s pubes. She stuck out her tongue and licked his balls one by one, took them into her mouth, and then went back up the shaft with a long, slobbery lick. The same technique as the ice cream, but a thousand times better. She spat saliva over him and then used her hand to spread it while sucking him, making wet sounds that could be heard perfectly from the hallway.

I jerked myself faster and faster, covering my mouth with my other hand so I wouldn’t make a sound. It was pure, straight sex, without any sophistication, between two young people whose main capital was their bodies and a huge desire to fuck. Even so, it was beautiful to see nature forcing its way through despite the technological distractions that surround people their age.

Nicolás grabbed her by the hair and lifted her off his cock. He laid her on her back, spread her legs wide and lowered his head to eat her pussy. He ran his tongue from her asshole to her clit in one lick, and she gave a jolt, grabbing his head so he wouldn’t move away. He sucked her pussy lips one by one, bit them gently, and then drove his tongue into the entrance and moved it in and out, imitating a cock. Renata moaned nonstop, her hands on her tits, squeezing her own nipples.

—Fuck me now, I can’t take it anymore —she begged him, her voice broken.

Nicolás decided the time had come. He got on top, in the classic missionary position, and tried to enter her. She complained; something wasn’t right, he had gone in at an angle. They had to try again. Renata helped him: she put her hand between the two bodies and guided the penis toward her pussy, set it at the wet entrance and pushed his ass with the other hand. The boy pushed again and again until he managed full penetration, until he buried all his cock down to the balls. Then came a frantic back-and-forth, all nerves and no rhythm, with the boy’s hips rising and falling wildly, with his balls slapping against her ass with every thrust. Renata wrapped her legs around his waist and dug her heels into his back so he would push harder.

—More, harder, like that, give me all of it —she asked him, though the boy was already going as hard as he could.

No one is born knowing, I thought from the hallway while I was pounding my cock. You have to practice, and above all pay attention to what your partner feels. Maybe, when they were done, I’d offer my services as an advisor, practice included. I would teach Renata myself how to fuck a woman until she came three times in a row.

Nicolás came earlier than desired, with a guttural grunt, driving himself in to the hilt and unloading his entire load inside her. He stayed rigid for a few seconds, trembling, and then collapsed to one side. I saw that she was a little disappointed with an experience that had promised so much. From Renata’s pussy began to dribble a white strand of semen that ran down the crack of her ass and stained the sheet. But she didn’t give up. She clung to her guy and caressed him patiently, licked his nipples, sucked his neck and went back down to the cock, still soft and smeared with his own juices and the semen that had spilled out. She took it into her mouth like that, without being put off, and sucked it devotedly until she got it back up and running for her own orgasm.

Renata was beautiful, with a doll’s face and a very well-proportioned body. And, on top of that, persistent. You could tell she liked getting what she set out to get, and she was going to manage it without too much effort. In a few minutes she had Nicolás hard again, wet with saliva and ready for a second round.

This time she got on top. She straddled him, grabbed his cock, and slid it into herself slowly, moaning as she felt him go in all the way. Once he was inside, she began to move, at a leisurely rhythm, lifting and lowering her hips, swaying forward and back, squeezing her pussy around his cock. She held her tits and offered them to Nicolás, who fondled them from below. She herself brought a hand to her clit and began rubbing it with two fingers while she rode him. She turned for an instant toward the door, looked for me with her eyes, and although she couldn’t see me clearly she knew I was there, watching her, jerking off for her. She sped up, let herself drop harder, sinking his cock to the deepest part of her pussy. This time, yes. Renata reached the finish she had been after and let go with a long, sharp moan that could be heard even in the hallway, trembling all over, her pussy clenching in spasms around Nicolás’s cock. I came at the same time, biting my lip, shooting my load against the hallway wall.

At that point I abandoned my observation post, cleaned myself up as best I could, tucked away my still-dripping cock, and went to the living room to let them enjoy themselves, talking about the play if they felt like it.

***

I waited for them calmly in the living room. Fifteen minutes later they both appeared dressed, ready to leave, with the wide smile of people who are walking out satisfied and with legs still weak.

—We’re going. Thanks for everything. If you want, we can meet another day, we had a great time here —said the boy, acting as spokesman.

—Any time you want. For me it was a pleasure to be able to offer you this opportunity and for you to enjoy it. Ah, by the way... the video turned out really well. You can keep it as a souvenir.

—What are you talking about? What video? Don’t fuck with me, you recorded us! —he snapped, irritated, while Renata looked horrified.

—Relax, it’s nothing, it’s for you. You left your cell phone here and I recorded you a little with it. If you don’t want it, delete it and that’s that. It’s just a memento of your first time in this place. It’s only on your phone.

—Come on, give it here. Give me the phone back —he said, still worked up.

Renata looked at me anxiously; she hadn’t expected it. She clung to her boyfriend’s arm and the two of them started looking at what had been recorded: her riding him, the tits bouncing, the pussy swallowing his cock whole, the final cumshot. From the initial tension they moved into a slight smile, exchanging approving looks, delighting in the images on the small screen. Renata bit her lip seeing herself come, and I noticed her thighs tighten, as if she wanted it again. They spent a couple of minutes like that, until they remembered they were still in my apartment and that I was there.

—Okay, fine... but you should have warned us. Don’t let it happen again! —he said, authoritative, earning his girlfriend’s approval—. This is our business and nobody else’s —he added, forgetting that in our deal we had agreed that I could watch.

—All right, I’ll do it that way next time. Because you’re going to do it again, right? —I asked, certain of the answer.

Renata smiled from ear to ear and Nicolás raised his hand to high-five me and seal the deal. I’m sure they’ll come back. And that very soon I’ll be able to be part of one of their adventures, maybe with Renata’s pussy in my mouth while Nicolás fucks her from behind.