OnlyFans Girl

You glanced up from the phone screen, but Sabrina was looking away and watching to make sure no one was watching what was happening. Her face in profile had the same striking simple beauty, slim with a defined jawline and curious eyes. She was biting the corner of her lower lip.

Below, recorded on her phone in high def, her skirt came up and revealed that Sabrina had removed her panties along with her sweater in the bathroom. Or maybe she wasn't wearing panties all along, you wondered mindlessly for a moment as you watched the public flashing on the phone. You had seen her pussy before, seen a lot more of it really, in the videos on her OnlyFans page. But this was different. You were here, the camera in your hand. It was practically across the table, eating lunch with you.

Her pale skin carried down to her pussy, which was smooth and bald except for a small dot of trimmed pubic hair sitting a couple of inches above her clit like an exclamation point. Her out lips were smooth and slightly puffy, and her inner lips were a soft, pale pastel pink that led up to her button of a clit hood. The whole thing was simple and attractive, and even her ass cheeks made a delicious cleavage hinting at even more forbidden zones.

Sabrina giggled softly, and slowly closed her legs, then opened them again. She did it a few times, hiding and uncovering herself playfully, as one of her hands slipped under the table and trailed her fingers lower and lower, over her skirt and down until they were playing at her lips. Fingertips sliding along those quickly flushing folds, touching lightly into the cleft, spreading them apart ever so slightly until the camera caught the dark centre of her hole.

You wanted her to slide a finger in. Fuck, you wanted to slide a finger in her, or more. But instead Sabrina giggled again and closed her legs.

"Was that too much, baby? I know you like to be teased so bad, but we can't do anything to relieve you for hours yet. Or maybe I want you like that, building and building pressure until you just ravage me after work today. Does that sound hot to you, if I push you all the way to the edge?"

You glanced up again and Sabrina was chewing on her bottom lip now, watching you. She let her lip slide free and flashed you a pouty smirk and a wink, then motioned and mouthed, 'Follow my lead, pull back a bit.'

Back under the table, one of her fingers was still resting lightly on her clit hood, lightly tapping it while her legs remained mostly closed, hiding anything lower. Slowly she lifted one of her feet, running it up and down your leg. You almost jumped at the feeling, surprised that this had gone from visual performance to real life.

"Maybe I can push you a little further, baby. Maybe a bit more teasing, to really get you humming."

She slipped out of her shoe, and now you could feel her bare foot playing up the inside calf of your slacks. Her bare foot was on the camera screen, her pussy now an out-of-focus background, and as she rubbed back and forth her foot inched further and further up your leg, passed your knee and up your thigh.

"Mmm, can I make you feel good, baby? Can your girl just get a little feel?"

You pulled the phone back out from beneath the table but kept it pointed down as her foot firmly slid into your crotch, her bare toes passing up one of your thighs, across your groin and finally curving around the hard rod of your cock running down your other thigh.

"Ooh, I think all my teasing is working, baby. You feel really hard. Is that all from me, or have you been thinking about our pretty waitress, too? Or maybe that blonde little hostess who sat us here? I bet if they knew what was going on, and what you had waiting in your pants, they'd be interested too. Who knows, maybe I'll ask them for their numbers and invite them over as a surprise sometime, baby. You know I'm bi-curious."

She was rubbing her foot up and down your dick now, and the camera was easily picking up the shape of your dick in your pants.

"Would that be something you want to see? My first time with another woman? Maybe I'll make that a reality for you, baby."

By now, after all this, you were worried you were going to be leaking enough precum that you'd start leaking through the leg of your slacks. God damn she was pushing your buttons. Sabrina seemed to know that though, and she slowly pulled her foot away, back into the darkness underneath the table, and you raised the camera from your crotch to look across at her again, framing her from her salad on the table, up her torso and her barely-buttoned shirt, until her pursed, pleased smile was in the top part of the frame.

"I think that's probably enough for now. I hope you enjoyed that, baby. Just a little tease so that you're really ready for me later. God, I can't wait for you to make me pay for all of that."

She made an air kiss at the camera, and you let it sit for a moment before you turned off the recording.

"God damn, dude," you said, letting out a heavy breath. "That was-"

"That was super fucking hot," Sabrina said. "Here, let me see it. I can't believe we did that in one take. Did you get everything in frame?"

You two actually, finally started eating your lunch as Sabrina watched back what you had recorded. She mostly liked it, and after her first watch she actually got up and sat in the same side of the booth as you so that you could both watch it back again and she gave you a couple notes on your framing, and how you could make use of her phone's top of the line camera.

By the time the two of you had finished lunch, your cock had managed to stop doing a steel bar impersonation in your pants, and you were both laughing over entirely unrelated gossip about people from back in your college classes. Theresa the waitress came around and collected your dishes, but Sabrina asked to delay the bill and ordered coffees for you both, along with a fudge sundae for you to share.

As the waitress turned, offering you both a grin and a wink, Sabrina turned back to you. "So, I was wondering..."