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No self respecting connoisseur of coffee would be caught dead at Starbucks the liquid dilution of what true coffee drinkers considered an art form as noble even if those snooty leaf sippers would disagree. The choice Angelika faced was either skipping her morning coffee but or sullying her palate with Starbucks and the later happened to be the lesser of two evils. It was one of the consequences that came with moving to a new city. Angelika was a tiger shark femme standing at a respectable 5’3’’ and even though most had to peek down to meet her gaze she still commanded hearty respect within the ranks. ..At least she did until she left to become a consultant. Now she was sitting in a new city with a cushy new job, plenty of cash, but stuck at a Starbucks.

The minutiae of conversation with the local barista was minimal and ended with a begrudging mutter of acceptance she paid the tab (and slid a single dollar into the tip jar) for the most basic of coffee they had to offer, a blonde roast. It was a humble order that Angelika would be able to stand for the day, at least until she got finished moving in and was able to set up her own coffee situation at home.

It wasn’t a few moments after that she saw the uniformed lapine woman preparing her paper cup of coffee that she set it upon the counter while calling out another order. “Pistachio Latte! For… Sherri!” The woman’s voice called out, the combination of words offending the tiger shark woman’s triangular ears as she stood with a sour face. “Oh, and your blonde roast.” 

“Thanks.” Angelika said low and begrudgingly and took a careful sip. It was all she could muster to not make an angry face at the diluted corporate flavor of what could barely be called coffee. Normally she’d drink her coffee black to fully appreciate the hearty taste but today was a day of compromises and she would have to make another by smothering the brew with a sugar packet to conceal the taste.

Starbucks bothered her, the atmosphere, the yuppies, the commercialization of what she considered an art-form, and standing happily at the counter was the doggirl, Sherri, that had ordered the ‘Pistachio Latte’. She was a little taller than Angelika but it was almost infuriating how happy she was! That jiggly butt wagging back and forth along with her tail as she held open the coffee cup and shamelessly popped open packet after packet of sugar pouring it into the coffee without a second thought. It was appalling to Angelika to the point she almost dropped her cup! 

Even coffee from Starbucks deserved a modicum of respect! Her eyes glaring down and counting the packets, one, two, three, … they were double ripped. Six packets of sugar went into that poor cup of coffee that this ‘Sherri’ had denigrated like a back alley slut. “Darn it!” The doggirl spoke and Angelika realized her complaint as she tried to jiggle out more than a droplet of cream from those aluminum pitchers of milk. “Hey uhm, do you guys have any creamer back there?”

The woman at the counter gave a shake of her head. “No but I can get some from the back, it’ll be a few minutes though- I got it!” The female bunny went back into action to attend the morning rush leaving the doggirl frowning at her coffee cup and Angelika appalled at the idea that six packets of sugar wasn’t enough for a coffee. 

Sherri stirred her coffee with melancholy and muttered to no one in particular as she pulled out her phone, “Well.. I guess I can wait..”

“My dick makes better creamer than this artificial junk..” Angelika muttered back as she uncovered her coffee and took a single. One. Single. Solitary. Sugar packet, and tore it open to pour into her virgin roast almost wincing as the particles dissolved into the dark abyss.

“Oh really..? I’ll take you up on that!” The voice came from behind and it caused Angelika’s ears to twitch as she looked over her shoulder, she and the doggirl were practically the same height but she was smiling bright with overly enthusiastic brown eyes almost sparkling as they gazed into Angelika’s. “If you don’t mind!” 

“Uh, sure.” Angelika’s tone was one of caution. She wasn’t used to cheerful and friendly people in her line of work. Former military that ended up as consultants hardly expressed more than dutiful statements with matter of fact care. Angelika wasn’t sure to make of living in a new metropolis or who she would meet. In her experience she was always prepared for the unexpected, but even she had her limits. She certainly wasn’t prepared for a doggirl who took her ‘cream’ joke literally, the shark girl’s eyes widening with an uncharacteristically shocked face as this stranger began to fondle with belt buckle to reveal her now twitching shark prick. “M.. Ma’am-“ Angelika began but gave a sputtered groan as without a second thought her lips placed a tender kiss upon her cocktip. “Hhff…” 

Her clawtips clutched into the counter as Angelika tipped her head back slightly and stood upon her tiptoes watching as the doggirl began to lick along her rapidly hardening cock. “You .. uh..” She gulped down her throat feeling her veiny length pulsate as she adjusted her thighs letting those heavy nuts and that fat twelve inch tubesteak throb freely. It was a careful stroke along her shaft as if she was introducing herself to her dick. “Were serious I guess.. eheh..” 

“Mhmm!” Obviously Sherri was more preoccupied with Angelika’s dick more than the sharkgirl attached to it! Especially obvious when those lips puckered up and kissed directly upon her nutsack! The smooth shark flesh sensitive to the touch and Sherri’s lips were kissing at the bloated sac with saliva seeping against her tender sac. Then the tongue! The tongue swiped out from between those heavenly lips and began to baste along her balls with careful strokes that left a trail of saliva that clung to her sac. Those lips parted again and to Angelika’s delight they wrapped around one of those balls while the shark was unable to keep her eyes open any longer. They shut tightly and her cock pulsed visibly as the careful fingertips smoothed back along her shaft while her trapped ball was slathered in drool and those tender lips sucked even tighter upon her nut before suddenly.. releasing it with a lurid wet SHLAWP! “Yep! These are some quality cream churning balls right here! Perfect for my latte.” 

“Your what?” Angelika sputtered as she tried to comprehend the girls statement while those wet lips tended to her other ball. Loud squelching kisses and tongue wriggling licks made the sharkgirl groan and simply write off the odd combination of words as some sort of attempt at dirty talk. “Sure.. Ohkay..” Angelika huffed and groaned as her hips pushed forwards and up eagerly grinding her dick along the soft ebony furred fingertips that stroked her happily pre-cum drooling length. 

Then those lips that had so graciously teased and slurped at her balls then fell upon the tip of her cock. Eagerly Sherri’s head dipped down upon her length and Angelika forced her eyes open to look down and meet the gaze of the brown eyed doggirl that so hungrily bobbed her head up and down her cockmeat. She definitely wasn’t prepared for that sight either and a lump in her throat formed as she suddenly clenched her teeth. “Hfff..” Angelika’s voice trembled as her deepening breaths exhaled watching this exhilarating sight first hand.

Then those lips backed off, Sherri’s mouth making that adulating popping sound with her plump lips leaving Angelika quivering as her fully engorged cock stood proudly and throbbing eager to culminate in an orgasm at any second! Her body was shaking with her fingertips gripping on the edge of the counter and her hips slowly rocking back and forth as the curious doggirl’s fingertips stroked along her shaft. “Oooh.. Yeah you have quite a load building up!” Her chipper voice and excitement made her nostrils flare especially when that sweet tongue licked along her cumslit. Angelika’s voice was caught in her throat as she let out a hearty groan. “Well I love my coffee with LOTS of cream and sugar!”

“Yeah..” Angelika groaned and slowly wriggled her hips forwards pushing the tip of her cock against Sherri’s face and smearing some of that saliva spunk against her fur. “All the cream you can handle babe.” She snickered slightly while playing along with that kinky coffee fantasy. She had to admit it was starting to grow on her. Especially when Sherri’s tongue licked at the bottom of the middle of her ballsack and trailed that salacious saliva soaked tongue up the length of her cock, dragging along the thick tube of her cumvein that visibly bulged along the underside of her dick. All the while eyes locked together and Sherri’s fingertips stroking along the top and side of her shaft.. and excluding her pinky! For some reason the outstretched pinky finger made it even more hot! “Nnghhh!”

The hand stroked even faster while the lips sucked upon her cocktip, the center of her pleasures. The tongue that had briefly teased at her slit for a moment earlier was now dragging in between, stroking upwards, the tongue sliding downwards offering a new texture that rolled over Angelika’s twitching cocktip and driving the sharkgirl mad with pleasure. Her veins visibly moved as blood rushed from her head and surged throughout her body as orgasm bubbled throughout her form like the magma of a primed and churning volcano. She was going to cum, her sharp predator teeth clenching as her nostrils flared and a seething hiss escaped between those teeth.. then suddenly. “Ah ah ah! Not yet!” Her chipper voice came with a sensation of a searing jolt as Angelika felt her imminent orgasm suddenly denied by pressure! Pressure upon the tip of her cock with a squishy blue padded thumb as the culprit.

It took every ounce of self restraint the sharkgirl had to keep from simply grabbing this lurid doggirl by the back of her head and cramming her dick down her face but luckily for Sherri and by proxy, Angelika, the thumb released its pressured touch against her cumslit and Angelika’s cocktip suddenly hissed as the first rope of semen spurted free. “Huahhh.. ghuhhh.. hahhf...” Her eyes fluttered slightly as she still came but noticed that Sherri’s mouth nor face was stained with her spunk.. instead that cum was ejaculating directly into the coffee! “Thuh.. fuhh..” Angelika would have expressed more shock and confusion but she was too distracted enjoying her orgasm.

Sherri’s careful fingertips and the position of the mug prevented the coffee from touching the extremely sensitive and spasming cock. The slight shift in position of both the mug and the angle of Angelika’s cock produced two results; the first was a heart shape design sitting in the center of her coffee made of frothy shark cum, and the second was a visibly stunned and exasperated sharkgirl who’s bluff had been called as she watched the doggirl stand upright with her cup of Pistachio Latte now flavored with an ample amount of shark cum to join her numerous sugar packets. Part of Angelika believed that this was some hilariously absurd sex dream and any moment she’d awaken to a cum stained set of bedsheets from what she could describe as the most vivid and sexually exciting sex dream she’d had in a decade.

Yet somehow having a girl suck her dick in public and then proceed to milk her cock was not the most exhilarating part of this fantasy. Watching her raise the mug slowly to her lips and sip excitedly caused Angelika’s cock to twitch and throb with renewed energy. “Mmm! You were right! It’s really tasty!” 

SSSSSLRRRP!

She took another audible slurp that reminded Angelika of how moments ago the lips that sipped her cum soaked coffee had been wrapped around her balls providing a similar slurp treatment. Then without any word or so much as ‘thank you’ the doggirl hummed as she took her drink out the door without Angelika even having caught her breath enough to ask her so many important questions. “What the fuck..” She muttered under exhausted breath to no one in particular.

To the side with a small smirk there was the bunny girl who had previously served them coffee leaning over the counter, her cheeks blushing slightly. “Sherri’s crazy,” Angelika noticed the way she bit down on her lower lip as their eyes met. “I was kind of wondering what she’d do without her precious creamer..”

“She comes here a lot?” Angelika lifted a brow curiously. Still too exhausted to put away her half hard cock. 

“Mhmm.” The bunny nodded and pulled herself from the counter. “She’s usually here in the morning or early afternoons.”

Angelika’s brow furrowed and while she packed up her cock a decision became clear in her mind. She’d have to go to Starbucks more often..