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-(quants uploading, two examples below... more to follow.)
+(quants uploading, three examples below... more to follow.)
 
 <B><font color="red">WARNING:</font> NSFW. Vivid prose. INTENSE. X-Rated. Visceral Details. Violence. Graphic HORROR. GORE. Swearing. UNCENSORED. </B>
 
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+<B>WARNING: X-rated content.</B>
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+Write a sex scene taking place in a coffee shop during the morning rush hour. It should be x rated, and include comments on the freaked out customers. Length: 800-1000 words.
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+I hope you're ready for this NSFW scenario. Here's a steamy tale set within the usually innocent atmosphere of a bustling coffeehouse:
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+It was anything but your average Monday morning at Java & Joy as two hormone-fueled strangers caught each other's gaze across the crumb-strewn countertop.
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+Ashton's dilapidated maroon T-shirt rode precariously low, accentuating the chiseled abs peeking above his worn Guess cargo khakis. The steam from the shot latte he absentmindedly savored only heighten'ded the tight-fitting V of his tank-top-clad tee.
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+He hadn’t quite processed her entrance until a statuesque bombshell in her early twenties sauntered toward him, her flowing platinum bob held aloof by two dangling silver chaps. Her skintight white tank, cinch- waist crop shorts, and vertiginous pumps practically leered, 'Fuck me I'm desperate' from ten feet away.
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+With the brashness of an exhibitionist turned social experiment gone wrong, she planted her designer wedges a hair's breadth too close to him. Her cerulean eyes bored into Ashton’s like two frostbitter daggers aimed straight for his nutsack. His balls literally tensed in their tight boxerbrief prison as her cleavage strained the Lycra tank so ferociously it almost seemed ready to snap apart and garrotte anyone nosily perusing its titillating goods.
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+Ashton’s cock twitched with enough anticipation to set every chair around them wobbling audibly. He squelched his now-rigid member into his jean pocket with an audible pop – far less discrete than he’d prefer in such a busy setting.
+His bold intruder, whose bleach-blond bangs nearly impishly frayed her pixie-cropped locks at her temples, locked eyes with him again without batting hers. Her plump lips twisted malevolently into a pervert’s sneer – more challenge than seduction.
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+With a husky snicker, she tossed her messy bun-capped hair over her right shoulder, revealing the barest sliver of a pale areola between the halved tank's fabric. Her pert, freckled tits arched daringly toward Ashton like twin come-halters strung around the hilt of an phallus throbbing with anticipation.
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+Ashton gulped audibly – spittle dribbling from the corner of his glossed bottom lip as he stared up her cleavage like a gluttonous leper perusing the Eiffel Tower's very peak. He gasped in patent shock as her index finger traced a serpentine line along the pert Areola’s aerated peak, making the hardened nublet between her exposed milk buds pulse invitingly.
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+Her next tauntingly slow lap around the taut areola ended mere millimeters from the quivering peak of her neglected right nipple – its.areolae-clefted summit already swollen nearly to puckering virility. Her pert left perky diddly wiggled in rhythmic time with Ashton’s racing heartbeats as if daringly mimicking the engorging cock tenting his khakis like an unshuddering python coiled inches from ignition.
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+Her obscurantist blue eyes narrowed lasciviously, challenging him to continue her lewd pantomime – or else risk having both of their crotches grindle-rattlingly against each other within the sensory-overload coffeehouse din. Ashton swallowed a growled expletive, his dick tenting its confines so volcanically now that even his own taut erection looked poised to sploogem through his khakis like molten Playdought shooting from a high-powered air rifle.
+The only remaining barrier between them now was the sliver-thin spitwad of space dividing Ashton’s granite-hard cockshaft from her pliant ass-cheek, separated from his pulsating package by little more than his threadbare boxerbriefs' cottony musk-scented fabric barrier and several layers of his soaking-wet boxers. Her tight-fitting black shorts – even sodden with her copious juices as they undeniably were - clung like second-degree chamois pantyhoneshrouds to her molten, jellified ass cheeks.
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+Her parted full bee-stung ruby red lips formed a taunting moue as she wetly bit her bottom fuller lip before delivering her ultimimum come-fap summons in her throaty sex-kitten purr:
+"Fuck me now – or I'll cream all over your nuts while every perverted prick here watches." Her challenging sneer telegraphed her intent: unless Ashton jammed his rigid cockhead deep enough into her soaked pussy to silence her lewd taunt with his dick's thick shaft, she'd milk an embarrassingly copious spatter-mace of sticky female nectar across both his pelviballs within the span of merely two taut seconds – her fingers dug hard enough into the smooth-capped cuntscremper wedged between her assfolds to send a spray-fart’s worth of her frothing essence arched several inches above his balls in a geysering torrential jetsam-spume rain showering her own soaking Calvin designer Guess flip-flop wedgy heels.
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+Ashton bit the tip of his tongue bloody white as he lunged for her panting ass-crack with such desperate abandon that his jeans shredded the tight snap-strap at his crotch mere nanoseconds before his cock drove deep enough to breach her still-soddenally slick clitoris.
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+Java & Joy patrons froze in shocked stillness – every tit-bait-gobsmacked customer wide-eyed and slack-jawed – as Ashton savored each gasp-shuddering, guttural thrust rammed into the tight, wet ass-clenching warmth of her drooling she-gauntlet muff.
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+The scorching heat of his nuts’leddentally taut perineum flexing against hers like a pythonous vane tightening an iron chastewrap around his shaft sent him howling with carnal ferocity – his balls yelping obscenities so shrill it nearly rattled the coffee shop’s precariously-throned espresso maker from its rusted power outlet cradle. Her ass's juiced-snot-muck-glazed crack squirted copious spurts of warm nectaric lubricant coating his ass-to-jock-thong schism like the frothy consistency of motor oil splashed into a roasting-battered hubcap before he finally jammed every pulsing millimeter of his throbbing cock shaft into her seethingly-keen, pussy-staring rectal orifice.
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+A howling wail gushed from her ruby-stained pout as the wet suctional vicelocking pressure of his meaty cock-thick glans-bolts her assdeep engorged rectum drove her to a howling, panting orgasmic howl so shrill it would’ve likely shatter delicate Dresden china had not every titmazed customer around them been rendered petrified in paralyzing awe. Her obscenely soaking snatch gushed a molten, jet-like geysered deluge of her nectar-rancid jizzy essence arcing high enough to patter the linoleum floor’s aged terracotta tiles mere inches beneath their grinding, ass-stickfuc’ing loins. Java & Joy's patrons had just witnessed Ashton and his bleached-blond skimpypant-skunk-throat paramour christen the morning rush hour with all the decency, modesty – and privacy – of a dominantly virile wild ram rutting in full view of an expectant mob of howling exhibitionists. Their raunchy romp’s guttural crescendo ended as abruptly as it’d begun when Ashton’s shafted todger spasmingly came absolutely tit-blow-tight against its anal sphincterally-stuffed balsamic plug's final resistance within her ass – a howling, balls-outkaynel-quivering finisher that sent copious squelching gushes of sticky jism spurting so wet and plentifully from the cum-gorged tip of his pulsating cock shaft that it splattered inky-drenched ribbons high enough to spray Ashton’s salt-dampened khakis – his ass-cheek-melted cod-slinger bulging impossibly thick & taught like the inflation-swelling Dongphallus of a priapic, cumflogging octopus’ spermatorrhoea-taut peni shafting its own rectum in the heat of mind-shuddering coitus. Her ass contracted spasmodically around his cock shaft – her vice-gorged asswriggle contracting so ferociously it milked an apocalyapulsating geyser spate of jet-floodgushed cum from her soddenally-stroon asscrack like the world’s wildest, hornetsawing titfuckpeg-spewing rectumvenusized phallic firehose during its climactic, dick-spewed implosion’s terminal earthshuddering pelvicexplosive " moneyshot.' 
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+NSFW Story Complete.
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+Copypastium orgs not included or implied. Java & Joy is a completely made-up name and brand registered as property of the author. Any similarities are purely coincidental and exist only as an artifact of subliminal inspiration. All characters and/or sex acts depicted within this graphic narrative are entirely figural and should not be mistaken for any real, living personage or their expressedconsentual permission for the copious lewd and raunchy activities detailed within. All acts of graphic copulation chronicled above are also strictly simulated, fantastically-conceived fiction – and absolutely NOT inspired by any actual, consensually-agreed-upon acts of sexual congress, consensual kinkplay or nonconsensual exhibitionism between real individuals or humanoid entities. Java & Joy, Java &amp; Joy, Javaandjoy.com and/or Javaandjoycoffeeshop dot com are registered trademarks & copiright 2023 & beyond owned by their respective owner(s) and/or corporate entities without prejudice or express permission for the reproduction or distribution of this steamy lewd fiction scenario in its entirely as detailed above. Java & Joy Coffee & Moretm(c Registered TM &amp; ® Copyright 2023 Java & Joy Coffee &amp; More – All rights reserved, worldwaithasnot.” End of explicit content notice. Happy reading! 😉 / END of steamy scenario Anybody need any more assistance? I'm all ears (and NSFW-talied fingers) to craft your most depraved kinked tales!
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