Gracie\'s Playground

ear sex
Wednesday October 13th 2010, 9:00 pm
Filed under: Mindfuck

i stood there in the coffee shop as i watched the girl behind the counter make me a mocha. the door creaked open and i saw a man walk in with a shaved head and pail white skin. my eyes shifted back to the girl and he stood right beside me. a few moments later he opened his mouth, asked for a coffee, my whole body shuddered, my eyes rolled and closed shut. his accent was english and i melted as i stood there wondering what i was doing again. if anyone was focused on me they would notice a sudden change in my demeanor. my breathing had quickened and i had to focus with all my might to carry the mocha to the table behind the english gentleman to get a lid.

i walked past him and went outside. the air stung my heated skin as i sat on the bench watching the street before me. a few moments later he walked out the coffee shop and walked passed me. i was curious about him and wondered if he was a visitor like myself. i would have loved for him to sit beside me and just talk about his adventures so i could bask in the sounds coming from his mouth. he would talk of travels and my panties would slowly be soaking.

the next time you speak in public, watch for those that can hear you. you may be getting them off.

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I’m going to have to visit coffee shops more often…

Comment by Buddha 10.14.10 @ 7:48 pm

Oh my dear lord, I swoon for English accents too! One of our neighbors is English and I just love to sit with he and his wife and chat while watching the children play. I have had more than my fair share of dirty thoughts about him!

Comment by MImi 10.18.10 @ 9:29 pm

Buddha – you should.

Mimi – i love that. i used to have an english client that i would keep on the phone all the time. 🙂

Comment by Dark Gracie ® 10.21.10 @ 1:35 pm

It is French men and Italian women who make me wet with their accents. Yum!

Comment by Mrs Mira 10.22.10 @ 5:26 pm

another set of accents i adore. 🙂

Comment by Dark Gracie ® 11.01.10 @ 9:05 am

That is one of the neat parts of travelling …… for once, yours is the accent 😉

A female’s voice is enchanting to begin with, and when it graces my ears in the form of an accent …… I’ve caught myself mesmerized by the way her lips wrap around each sound as it is formed and released to the air between us 🙂

Comment by Py 10.23.10 @ 10:12 pm

very much agreed Py.

Comment by Dark Gracie ® 11.01.10 @ 9:05 am

That’s for sure! Loved this =)

Comment by Serena Dante 10.25.10 @ 4:52 pm

thank you very much Serena!

Comment by Dark Gracie ® 11.01.10 @ 9:05 am

I was in CB1, the world’s oldest cybercafe about 2.5 weeks ago. It’s located in Cambridge, England, so my ears had been drinking in the sweet sounds of East Anglia since I’d reached the UK a week or so prior. I ordered my Chai Latte and was thanked by… an expat from Los Angeles…

Not all cafés work out for the best…

Comment by Sara Golemon 10.30.10 @ 11:41 pm

HAHA! thanks Sara for stopping by.

Comment by Dark Gracie ® 11.01.10 @ 9:05 am

The right words, delivered by the right mouth st the right time…can lead to all sorts of trouble!

Comment by Liras 11.01.10 @ 8:34 pm

my dear Liras you are so right. all. kinds. of. trouble.

Comment by Dark Gracie ® 11.09.10 @ 9:42 am

Oh yes! I completely know what you’re talking about… at my last job, there was a very attractive British man who came in about once a week… and I still get shivers from thinking about it!

Comment by Ida Virgin 11.09.10 @ 2:11 pm

i’m getting shivers thinking about that, Ida. 🙂 thank you for stopping by.

Comment by Dark Gracie ® 11.09.10 @ 2:15 pm

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