Espresso Scale Stories

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No Apologies

by BonerAppetit on May 23, 2018
Erotic Couplings

Coffee shops are the new bars when finding eligible sex partners that have more substance than your drunken hookup from some Shady's Bar and Grill. Women may feel powerless if they can't persuade the opposite sex by wearing a low cut, hiked up slinky thing while prancing around with a half empty mug of sex on the beach, most likely less drunk than acting. In...

Haunted Prey Ch. 02

by purefire on Sep 19, 2017
NonHuman

It hadn't taken him long to come to the realization that Alexis was evil. As Lindsay briskly walked down crowded Water Street, he replayed the 'advice' his older brother had given him. He knew that his brother had the ability to see certain things that were to happen, but it was a very rare instance in which his visions came true. This was mostly because Ale...

The Taming of the Fallen

by Jwicke on May 13, 2020
NonHuman

It was an ordinary night for Issabella. A shot of espresso, green face paint, lace bra, panties and the little black purse of exorcism to-go. The Thompson house on North Orchard, another demon, another job. Issabella was no ordinary woman, she was a demon huntress. She knew all their tricks, at least most of them. Catching a low-level Fallen was easy. Truth...

Picture This

by VoluptuousCara on Sep 15, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

He was sitting at table in the outdoor cafe in Manhattan's Bryant Park, busily reading something, his iPhone set neatly on the table. He had no coffee as of yet, which indicated he was being a gentleman and waiting for me to arrive before ordering. But he was reading, which indicated he was just fine on his own in the event I didn't show up. Oh this was not...

Concupiscence: An Orgasmic Dessert

by Sappholovers on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

"Melt the chocolate in a heavy saucepan over water. Add the egg yolks, espresso, and creme de cacao." I love the moment when the moistened folds deep inside of you become like heavy cream beaten, soft and thick, concupiscent, your pussy the bowl, my fingers the beater. As I go down on you, I am reminded of all the desserts I love best, the ones of luscio...

The Dealer's Girl Ch. 01

by DonaldBelle on Sep 13, 2017
Novels and Novellas

It was a lazy Monday evening, and the sun setting over the mountains north of Shoreville cast a long, brilliant orange glow over the town. Dark was creeping up ever so quickly, as it always did, and soon it would be night time. This short-lived orange mirage of wavering heat and glowing rays was the sight that met Dave Morgan most days as he left his place o...

Solitary Cafe: Cappuccino

by solitarycafe on Feb 26, 2019
Fetish

Martin Davies was ready to end his life. It wasn't so much a decision as it was a conclusion, and unlike many who decided to end their game early, he'd come to it logically and stoically. At thirty seven, Martin had nothing to look forward to and no family that would mourn his passing. He'd been divorced for over a year and the business that he'd owned and...

Recipe for Wickedness

by Sappholovers on Sep 19, 2017
Letters & Transcripts

What dessert, when savored by your tongue, makes you feel...a bit wicked, as the texture and taste of it reminds you of the pleasures to come, later in the evening, when you will be moistened up and hungry in lust for your fill of cock. I think the most sensuous desserts are the ones whose texture is ambiguous, somewhere between hard and soft, but closer t...

Music & Love Ch. 04

by AdrianneLove on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

"I saw you park so I started making it already," Jailyn smiled as she pushed the triple café mocha across the table as Lauren breezed through the doorway. Pushing a strand of her chestnut hair behind her ear, she grabbed the towel and starting wiping up the espresso machine. "Ugh, thanks you're saving me" Lauren sighed, dropping her bag on the floor next to...

Espresso and Chocolate

by ThorkelGriersen on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

I don't know for certain how old I was when I first became aware of the special perception that women have of males' reactions to themselves. Call it a type of radar if you will. I'm not saying all women have it. But a woman who is deficient in this awareness is simply not worth knowing. If I am walking down the street and notice a woman with a beautiful ass...