Cream and Sugar

"Remind me, how did I let you talk me into coming here again?" Lacy asked, her voice soft and shy as she glanced around, cheeks flushed with colour, trying to look at everything while, at the same time, avoiding looking at anyone.

Gia grinned, leaning back in the seat she had just occupied, her Armani handbag close beside her heeled foot, a couple of her fingers drumming idly on the table as she shrugged amicably, glancing around the cafe, trying to spot someone.

"Because it'll be fun, you shouldn't be so stuck up you know Lacy, though, I have to say, it's cute when you get all blushy." Gia laughed lightly as she once again focused her attention on the girl, her Italian accent rich in its honied warmth, her words deepening the shade of the girl's cheeks.

"I'm not stuck up..." Lacy mumbled defensively, folding her hands on her lap as she sat in the booth seat, her back perfectly straight, "This place is just a little... You know... Lewd?"

Gia smiled, enjoying the anxious expression on her little friend, "Come on Lacy, sweety..." She tilted her head, waiting for Lacy's flickering expression to once more land on her own, "You'll love it here, I mean, whenever you're around at mine you can't wait to suck my cock, so why should this be any different, hm?"

Lacy bit her soft lower lip and hunched her shoulders a little, embarrassed as she looked across at the olive-skinned Gia, taller, thicker and in every way more confident than she considered her slender pale self, "It just is!"

"I don't see how hm?" Gia smirked, looking across and down at the doe-eyed girl who timidly brushed a strand of her long red hair behind one ear.

"There's people here to watch!" Lacy protested but was only met by Gia looking around theatrically.

"...Don't know if you noticed, but, they're all here for the same things we are. So no one will be watching you."

Lacy parted her lips to object again, then pursed them, hesitating, her eyes drifting once more around the cafe to observe the various patrons enjoying their meals and drinks. She swallowed.

"...Maybe just a small drink, okay?" Lacy finally relented with a sigh, eliciting another laugh from Gia who clapped her hands together.

"Perfect!" Gia smiled, raising her hand to catch the attention of one of the passing waitresses, a brunette of medium build but generous assets who came to a stop beside the table, a gentle smile on her face.

"Good morning and welcome to Cream & Sugar, what can I get for the both of you today?" She asked, her voice bright and nonchalant, obviously a well-rehearsed line.

Lacy couldn't help but to stare at the girl's attire, seemingly a pretty typical maids outfit, but one which had been trimmed back to display a bountiful amount of cleavage and hiked up so that while Lacy couldn't quite see the woman's cock, the outline of it left nothing to the imagination.

The waitress eyed Lacy for a moment, before looking to Gia with a raised eyebrow.

"Sorry, it's her first time here," Gia laughed softly, "We'll have um... A couple of malt shakes and two stacks of banana pancakes. Oh and is Layla in today? I couldn't see her."

The girl scribbled down the order on a little notepad and nodded as she did, "Mmhm, Layla's starts her shift a little later though, should I point her your way when she gets here?"

Gia smiled brightly, "That'd be great, thanks!"

Lacy watched as the maid padded away moving easily between the busy tables, leaving Lacy feeling a little embarrassed to have had Gia place her order for her, but she couldn't deny it would probably have been what she would've ordered anyway.

"So... Where does the... You know. Stuff go?" She asked, meekly.

Gia smirked, "Everywhere, pretty much... That's sort of the point."

Lacy nodded a little and eyed around, drinking in a couple of the other tables, mostly couples and some groups of three sat around eating drinking and enjoying themselves. No one seemed to be paying anyone else the slightest bit of attention and that, at least, made her relax a little more.

"S-so how's your sister enjoying her holiday, have you heard from her?" She asked, trying to sound casual as she leaned back into the soft plush backing of her booth chair, smiling across at Gia.

"She's doing pretty well, she's currently in Rome with family." Gia smiled and then added teasingly, "I'll tell her you said hi, I'm sure she misses you and your many 'talents'."

Lacy rolled her eyes a little bit but couldn't help but smirk, "Mm, more for you while she's away then, I suppose?"

"One of these days you'll have to think about settling down with one of us..." Gia tested with a half smirk which Lacy returned, just touching upon the real reason Gia had invited Lacy out today.

"Mm, that'd be a good way to start a little family feud..." Lacy dodged nimbly.

Gia's smirk broadened then she continued, "Maybe both of us then, you know I think-... Ah!", she looked up, distracted by the arrival of the waitress, "Thank you so much." Gia said as the waitress set down two tall curved glasses dripping with condensation and filled with a creamy liquid so thick that the straw stuck in it stood straight up.

Gia took hers without hesitation, her train of thought derailed for the moment as she held the vibrant red straw to her lips, her cheeks caving in as she drew in a mouthful, a moan escaping through her nose as her face expressively showed her pleasure.

"Mmm~... Oh, you're going to love this Lacy, go on." She urged, a smirk on her lips.

Lacy picked up her glass and looked into it curiously, hesitating, her gaze flickering between the tip of the straw and the anticipation written across Gia's face, before she finally leaned in, taking a long pull on the straw.

The thick creamy fluid flooded her mouth, the sweetness from the malt covering the slight but familiar bitterness from the other, all too familiar flavour that was clearly mixed in in copious amounts.

"You can really taste the cum, can't you?" Gia smirked playfully and, with a blush, Lacy nodded, taking another deep drink her cheeks tinged pink as she enjoyed the subtle and not so subtle mix of flavours.

"I-it's really nice." She admitted as Gia grinned knowingly.

"I knew you'd like it here." Gia mused, relaxing back into her seat as she watched the line of milkshake retreat slowly down Lacy's glass as she drank it.

"I guess you should know what I like at this point..." Lacy smiled a little, looking across at Gia with slightly flushed cheeks, her gaze a little searching.

Gia tilted her head some and smirked, "Ooh I know that look."

"W-what look?" Lacy bounced back, suddenly a little defensive, knowing she had been caught out.

Gia laughed warmly, resting her chin on her palm, her expression gleeful, "You're getting off on this!"

"S-shhhh!!" Lacy hissed and glanced around as Gia's laugh rang out, but even so, everyone else was locked in their own little world, paying them both little attention.

"You're so cute when you're like this Lacy, you know that right?" Gia took another drink, her own glass half empty.

"Shuddup..." Lacy mumbled, blushing brightly as she took another drink herself, desperate for more but her pace slowed by the looming threat of brain freeze.

Gia chuckled and leaned forward slightly, observing Lacy with a sparkling gaze. They had only met a couple of years prior and despite their many differences, they had clicked right away. Lacy had been sat alone at a bar particularly well known to be frequented by Gia's hung kind and she had recognised the girl's type right away. Seemingly shy, reserved and timid. How wrong she had been. With a cock in front of her, especially one attached to a dominant and needy woman like Gia, the girl transformed, becoming lustful, needy and sometimes even a little dominant, desperate to show off her incredible talents.

Despite Gia's best efforts to keep the secret side of Lacy's lust to herself, Lacy's needs had outstripped her supply and Gia had eventually been practically forced to invite her own sister to join them, just to keep the girl sated.

However, it had left them all in quite a precarious position. The sex was plentiful and amazing, but Lacy's own anxieties made her constantly question whether there was nothing more to it than just the sex, despite the fact that the two sisters seemingly would do anything for her.

More and more the two were pressing their interests, inviting Lacy out to the movies, to dinner, to here, showing her that they wanted more than just the amazing sex.

"...You're staring." Lacy pointed out and Gia blinked, smiling sheepishly.

"Ah, sorry, just enjoying the view." She grinned a little, "You know, I really think you should-..."

"Banana pancakes?" Came a bright voice as the waitress set down a plate before each of them along with two small pots, placed in the middle of their table.

Gia pursed her lips, a little irritated to have been interrupted again but she couldn't help but smile, seeing the excitement and curiosity that now played across Lacy's beauty, replacing the doubt and worry that had been prominent before.

"I er, can I get another milkshake, please?" Lacy asked, her expression on Gia as if asking for permission.

The waitress looked at Gia who shrugged and nodded, "Yes, of course you can sweety."

"Would you like another too?" The waitress asked, but Gia shook her head, she was savouring hers more than the seemingly very thirsty redhead.

The waitress nodded and made a note on her pad before turning, stopped by Lacy's almost timid voice, "U-umm..."

The waitress turned back and raised an eyebrow, smiling professionally, "Yes?"

Lacy swallowed and blushed, glancing between Gia and the busty brown haired waitress before speaking, "Could... Could you use your own... You know."

Gia grinned broadly and the busty waitress smiled happily, "Of course, always happy to serve a customer, but it may take a few extra minutes?"

Lacy nodded meekly, her eyes drinking in the woman's impressive chest and figure, "...I can wait."

The waitress nodded and turned to leave, leaving the pair once again to themselves.

"You like her," Gia said knowingly and Lacy blushed a little, smiling back as she collected her knife and fork, eying her food for a moment before replying, voice light and innocent.

"She's got curves... You know I like that. So um... Where's the stuff in this?"

Gia collected her own cutlery and pursed her lips, "It's baked into the pancakes I believe."

"Oooh," Lacy said softly, interested, but clearly having expected more.

Gia smirked and tapped the two pots with her knife, a small metallic 'tink' ringing out between them, "One of these has caramel sauce in, into which it's also put and the other one... Well."

She picked it up and passed it to Lacy who took it curiously, peering in and giving it a curious sniff, "Oh!"

Gia grinned and watched as, with a blush and virtually no hesitation, Lacy began to pour the thick, creamy white sauce over her own pancakes, cum, in its purest form.

Gia herself opted for the cum laced caramel sauce and set to eating, enjoying the subtlety of the flavours, how they interacted with the existing sweetness of the caramel, the bananas and even the malt drink.

Lacy meanwhile, now clearly out of her shell had all but drowned her stack of banana pancakes in the viscous liquid, eating heartily and clearly in love with the new experience.

"You'll have to take me back here again..." Lacy said between bites, her thighs rubbing together beneath the table as she enjoyed herself.

"Mm, I will." Gia smiled, then hesitated, watching Lacy again with interest, "Lacy..."

"Mm?" Lacy blinked up from her plate, a small line of cum resting on her chin that she scooped up to place between her lips with a delicate finger.

Gia smiled, projecting her usual strength, poise and confidence despite the small anxiety that now settled in her chest, "Me and my sister have been talking..." She started, noting the look of worry that now played across Lacy's features as she swallowed her mouthful quickly, speaking before Gia had the chance to continue.

"A-are you two breaking up with me?" She said, her eyes wide, her voice cracking.

Gia blinked, taken aback then shook her head quickly, "What? No! God no." She laughed lightly, watching as the relief spread across the girl's face, "We want you to move in with us. Like, actually."

"You... You do? But, I mean I know the sex is amazing and I really really like you both, but... I don't want to commit myself if that's all there is, you know?" Lacy said, her voice soft, not very keen on the subject as she looked down at her food, feeling small.

Gia shook her head, "We keep telling you there's more to it than that. I don't just say and do these things to get into your pants you know?"

Lacy paused for a moment, taking a bite of her food and chewing slowly, a couple of fingers toying with her red hair as she thought out her response carefully, "Gia... You're so... Perfect, gorgeous, intelligent, funny and..." she bit her lip, "well, rich, successful, your sister too."

"Mmhm," Gia smiled confidently, "And I want you to live with us. I love you, Lacy, really, we both do."

Lacy blushed brightly and looked at Gia with glistening eyes, then nodded, "If... If you mean it?"

Gia grinned brightly, feeling the excitement well up inside her, "It's going to be amazing."

Lacy smiled brightly too and laughed a little, feeling her anxiety melt away as she considered what it could possibly be like living with Gia and her sister, her heart going a mile a minute in her chest at the thought.

With the spectre of Gia's question no longer looming between them, their conversation and the mood lightened as they ate and chatted.

After a few minutes the waitress returned looking especially flush and producing another glass of the special malt milkshake that she placed before the delighted Lacy, switching it out for the empty glass which she took away.

Gia smiled as she watched the often insatiable Lacy begin to down another glass of the thick liquid and she began to wonder if the girl had overdone it by ordering another one, after all, Layla had yet to arrive and that fun had yet to begin, but she hadn't filled Lacy in on just what that entailed, opting instead to keep it as a surprise.

They finished eating, their plates cleared away and Lacy was left finishing her second malt-cum shake when a new waitress approached, a tall, well-built woman with dark skin on whom the extremely revealing maid's outfit was particularly fetching.

"Gia!" The woman, Layla exclaimed, catching her attention and leaning down, giving Gia a warm hug which she returned, the pair clearly familiar with one another, "Oh it's so good to see you again. And who's your cute little friend?"

Gia beamed happily up at the waitress, "It's been too long Layla," she looked across at Lacy with a smirk and beckoned to her with a hand, "and this is my friend, Lacy."

"Ooooh," Layla beamed, eying the petite redhead over curiously, "Mm, cute, Anyway, I was told you wanted to see me? Was it just to say hi?"

Gia pursed her lips a little and tried her best to look innocent, "Mm, not so much. See... I happen to know that Lacy here has always wanted to try someone of a er... Darker persuasion?"

Layla looked towards the now crimson Lacy and smirked knowingly, not so delicate in her wording, "Mm... You want to suck my black cock and drink my thick load, Lacy?"

Lacy could feel her heart hammering in her chest and she blinked from Layla to Gia, her eyes wide and uncertain. Gia winked and nodded.

"I... I mean... Y-yes? Can I?" Lacy stammered, suddenly a little breathless.

Layla's smirk broke into a grin and she held a hand out towards Lacy, which she tentatively took, rising to her feet and blushing as Layla nodded her head towards a side door, her voice edged with a dominant tone that made Lacy's heart flutter all the more, "Come with me, little girl... We have a couple little booths in the back just for this."

She took a step towards the door, pulling Lacy along but she tugged on the woman, "W-wait..."

Layla paused and eyed her with an arched eyebrow, "Mm?"

Lacy looked at the reclined and smirking Gia, her voice coming out shy but desirous, "Gia... Are you coming?"

Gia glanced at Layla who grinned wolfishly, then stood, picking up her handbag, "Far be it from me to turn down an offer to watch this..."

Lacy blushed, intimately aware of how much smaller she was when stood between the two taller, broader women in their heels and shook her head, "I want to do both of you... If that's okay?"

Layla laughed as she once again tugged on Lacy's arm, her hand encircling the smaller girls pale wrist as they moved back towards the side door, "Why did you never tell me about this girl Gia?"

"Pfff..." Gia smirked, following on behind the two, her eyes downcast, watching Lacy's tight round butt through the figure-hugging fabric of her jeans, "I'm already sharing her with my sister."

"Ha! I take it she's good then?" Layla asked as they stepped into a small corridor, which led to four small rooms that Lacy could see, two of the doors already shut.

Lacy blushed as she walked passed one of the closed doors, hearing the unmistakable sound of someone enthusiastically getting her cock sucked. The way Layla and Gia talked about her, like she wasn't even there or like she was just a toy to be used, set a fire blazing in her.

"Just you wait..." Gia teased as they stepped together into one of the rooms, shutting the door behind them with a definitive click.

The room, designed with two in mind, became an incredibly intimate affair with the three of them pressed in together. The space dominated mainly by a comfortable looking couch that, fortunately, would be able to sit both Gia and Layla, albeit rather snugly.

As Gia set down her handbag and stepped towards the couch Layla scooped up a plush pillow which, with a smirk and with her eyes fixed on Lacy, she placed down knowingly before the couch.

"Can I... I mean, would you mind if..." Lacy said softly, biting her lip as the two turned to look at her, expectant.

"Yes?" Gia offered helpfully.

Lacy blushed crimson, her eyes fixed on Layla, letting out an uncertain little whine before blurting out suddenly, "Can I undress you? Please?"

Layla, who had been planning on just hiking up her short skirt, grinned and nodded, moving to stand before the much smaller redhead, "Of course you can..."

Gia smirked and moved passed them, sinking down into one half of the comfortable seat and relaxing, still clothed herself in her elegant pantsuit, having met Lacy here fresh from work, more than happy to let Lacy explore and discover everything new Layla had to offer.

Tentative at first Lacy reached out, her hands coming to rest, have a moment's hesitation, on Layla's sizable chest, her hands, with fingers splayed pressing in and up, feeling the impressive size and weight of her bust even through the fabric of her faux corset top.

"Wow..." Lacy breathed to herself as her fingers moved to the centre and traced down to where the top met the skirt, fingers searching and finding the gap between the two pieces where she hooked her thumbs, beginning to lift up.

Layla smirked as she raised her hands up above her head, feeling the tightness of the top as it was worked slowly and intimately up over her curvaceous form, revealing flawless dark chocolate skin that Lacy couldn't wait to see more of.

As it began to move up over the swell of her breasts Layla reached down, knowing the girl would be too short to lift the garment entirely off over her head without the help she now offered.

Without protest from Lacy, Layla lifted the top up and off over her head, casting it aside, leaving her standing there naked from the waist up, save for a black and white lace choker around her neck and a garter belt that vanished down under her skirts, doubtless clipped to her black stockings.