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By (user no longer on site) OP 41 weeks ago

This follows on from The Charity Challenge found here;

https://m.fabswingers.com/forum/stories/1721241

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By (user no longer on site) OP 41 weeks ago

I’m Muffin, petite, redheaded, with small breasts, and I love dressing up.

At my favorite coffee shop, Ethan, the lean, tousled-haired barista, always greets me with a flirty smile.

Today, in a vintage floral dress and stockings, I felt his eyes linger as he handed me my latte. “Looking cute, Muffin,” he said, winking.

I blushed, shy but thrilled.

“Got a new blend coming,” he added, leaning close.

His charm was electric, and I lingered, chatting about coffee.

My pulse raced as his hand brushed mine. That night, Whiskey pulled me close. “I want you to have fun behind my back,” he murmured, eyes gleaming. “Surprise me with the details.”

Knowing my builders’ escapade, he craved more. “Maybe,” I teased, thinking of Ethan’s smile.

Tuesday, I wore a tight retro skirt, stockings peeking out. Ethan’s “Love your style” hit me hard.

I brought him a pastry, our fingers touching longer. “You’re trouble,” he grinned.

My shyness faded, replaced by cheeky confidence. Whiskey’s words echoed—could I do this?

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By *..NemoMan 41 weeks ago

Durham

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By *inky grandadMan 41 weeks ago

Spain

👍🔥🔥

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By *enninemarkMan 41 weeks ago

huddersfield/manchester

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By *ornybarMan 41 weeks ago

clonmel

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By (user no longer on site) OP 41 weeks ago

Wednesday, I wore a short summer dress, stockings sheer, feeling bold. Ethan’s eyes lit up.

“Muffin, you’re killing me,” he said, handing me coffee.

I leaned in, whispering, “Maybe I like that.”

His laugh was low, intimate. We chatted longer, his flirty banter making me tingle.

I caught myself staring at his lean frame, imagining his hands on me.

I slipped him my number, heart pounding.

“Text me,” I said, cheeky. He did, suggesting a “private coffee tasting” tomorrow.

I agreed, pulse racing.

That night, Whiskey smirked. “Anyone caught your eye?” I grinned. “Maybe a barista. You’ll see.” He kissed me.

“Do it, naughty girl. Record it for me.” His encouragement, knowing my boldness, fueled me.

I planned a sexy outfit and grabbed my phone’s camera app, ready to capture it all for his birthday.

Tomorrow, I’d cross the line.

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By (user no longer on site) 41 weeks ago

Hot….

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By *enninemarkMan 41 weeks ago

huddersfield/manchester

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By *SB1971Man 41 weeks ago

cleethorpes

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By *angtidy42Couple 41 weeks ago

Redditch

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By *inky grandadMan 41 weeks ago

Spain

👍🔥🔥

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By (user no longer on site) 41 weeks ago

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By (user no longer on site) OP 40 weeks ago

Thursday, I slipped into a tight black vintage dress, stockings lacy, and headed to the coffee shop after hours.

Ethan locked the door, leading me to the backroom, coffee bags stacked around.

“Tasting time,” he grinned, but his kiss was instant, hungry.

I hit record on my phone, propped on a shelf, and melted, submissive.

He tugged off my dress, leaving stockings. On my knees,

I took his cock, sucking eagerly, loving his groans. “Fuck, Muffin,” he gasped.

He lifted me onto a table, spreading me, entering bare. His thrusts were deep, my legs around him.

I moaned, cumming fast. He followed, cumming inside me, hot and slick.

“Caught that?” he teased, nodding at the phone.

I nodded, panting. “Good girl,” he said, kissing me.

I left, stockings damp, video saved, heart racing with the secret.

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By *tephine DommeTV/TS 40 weeks ago

Dublin /Waterford

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By *enninemarkMan 40 weeks ago

huddersfield/manchester

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By *inky grandadMan 40 weeks ago

Spain

👍🔥🔥

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By (user no longer on site) OP 40 weeks ago

Friday, Ethan texted me to his apartment.

I wore a red retro dress, stockings sheer, phone ready.

His place was cozy, art on the walls. He kissed me, pulling me to his bed.

I hit record, camera on his nightstand. My dress fell, and I sank to my knees, sucking his cock, slow and deep, his hands in my red hair.

He flipped me onto my back, tying my wrists with a scarf—new and thrilling.

“You’re mine,” he growled, entering me bare, thrusting hard. I arched, submissive, cumming as he pinned me. His release filled me, warm and intense.

Untying me, he kissed my wrists. “For your collection,” he winked.

I left, dripping, video saved. Whiskey’s birthday was tomorrow, and this affair was my hottest gift yet. I couldn’t wait for the final act.

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By *enninemarkMan 40 weeks ago

huddersfield/manchester

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By *ussyeater692Man 40 weeks ago

Wrexham

Excellent as usual

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By *lderWiserNowMan 40 weeks ago

Kettrin

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By (user no longer on site) OP 40 weeks ago

Saturday, Ethan texted about a “nightcap” behind the shop.

I wore a short, emerald vintage dress, stockings lacy, phone in hand.

In the quiet alley, he pressed me against the brick wall, kissing me fiercely.

I started recording, balancing the phone on a ledge. My dress hiked up, stockings exposed, I surrendered.

I knelt, sucking him under the stars, his moans echoing.

He pulled me up, turning me to face the wall, lifting one leg. His cock slid in bare, fast and rough, the angle new, hitting deep.

I gasped, cumming hard. He followed, cumming inside, his warmth mixing with mine.

“Perfect finale,” he whispered.

I grabbed the phone, dripping, fulfilled.

That night, for Whiskey’s birthday, I presented the three videos.

His eyes widened, arousal clear. “You sneaky minx,” he growled, pulling me close, ready to reclaim me.

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By *aven3Man 40 weeks ago

Stoford

Hot stuff 🔥

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By *enninemarkMan 40 weeks ago

huddersfield/manchester

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By *ornybarMan 40 weeks ago

clonmel

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By *nexpectedExplorerMan 40 weeks ago

manchester

I was a fan before but that story adds to it 😍

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By *ussyeater692Man 40 weeks ago

Wrexham

Another amazing story

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By *inky grandadMan 40 weeks ago

Spain

👍🔥🔥

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By (user no longer on site) OP 40 weeks ago

next story "book store secret" here;

https://m.fabswingers.com/forum/stories/1723324#message_42102565

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