Got fingered under the table at Christmas Eve dinner [FM]

This story just happened last night, and I wanted to write it out while it was all fresh in my mind.

I’ve been talking to this tall, handsome, bearded, Jason Momoa type on a dating app, let’s call him Aaron.

Last night, I went out for dinner with a girlfriend, and Aaron commented on my story asking us to come by this party he was at at a banquet hall. Now with the city on lockdown, the curfew is 10pm for all restaurants and bars, but because his friend owned the hall, we were able to party all night.

We showed up a bit tipsy, he met us at the door and I quickly realized he was much better looking in person, which is always a nice surprise. He walked us to his table, him and his buddies were drinking, celebrating Christmas Eve together. We started drinking more, and he was being affectionate, putting his hands on my leg, wrapping his arm around my shoulder, and just doing all the right things. It felt very natural, easy.
I was wearing a very tight, short, black, bandage dress; he seemed to approve.

At one point, the owner of the hall mentioned they just finished remodeling one of the rooms in the hall, and I asked if I could see it. The owner signaled to Aaron to show me the room, and asked him to show me the basement too. He mentioned there was a “surprise” down there.

We walked in to the room, he shut the door behind us and we did a quick little tour around the place. The lights were very dim, and the tension was very high. He ended up pulling me in to him, and he kissed me very hard. He ended up picking me up, putting me on the table, spread my legs and started running his hand up my thigh. It was very clear he wanted to fuck me right there, but I didn’t want to give it up that quick, so I let him get very close but then stopped him. We broke apart to catch our breath, and I noticed the huge bulge in his pants.
“You’re not going to let me fuck you?” He asked.
“Not here, no” I said.
He laughed, shook his head, and just grabbed me by the hair and continued kissing me.
We were in the room for a good 20-30 mins before I said we should get back to the party, he needed a second to cool down and we went back.
At the table, it was clear everyone thought I just got fucked, but nobody said anything. We just went straight back to drinking, taking shots now.
After a couple shots, I somehow ended up sitting on Aaron’s lap. We were very public, kissing and touching each other, nobody seemed to mind. My friend was hitting it off with Aaron’s friends, and she was having a great time herself.
At one point, her and I started having a conversation across the table. While I was still sitting in his lap, I was leaning over the table to talk with my girl, and that’s when I felt him start massaging my ass, first over my dress, and slowly making his way under my dress.
I put a napkin in my lap to hide and potential slip, spread my legs to give him more access, and continued the conversation with my girlfriend. I could feel him slide my panties to the side, and spread my pussy lips before diving his fingers between them. I had to pause in my story from the shock of it, then he leaned forward and kissed my cheek, told me to continue. I kept telling my story, while he continued to finger me, slowly at first, then he inserted a second finger. Again, I took a pause, continued talking, while he leaned forward again to tell me I was so wet.
Eventually his buddies joined in the conversation, and I did everything I could to not make a face. He picked up speed, fingered me harder faster, and I was getting so close to cuming. I leaned back in to him, nobody seemed to notice, and we started making out, shoving tongue in each other’s mouth. With his free hand, he started grabbing my tit over my dress.
“Jesus, I’m going to cum” I said in to his ear.
“Let it happen” he said.
He continued fingering me, and a felt a wave come over me. I leaned forward in to the table again, picked up my phone to use it to hide my face and came all over his hand, while my friend and his friends continued chatting at the table…
I rode out the orgasm, he continued fingering me, while my body was having mini spazzes. He pulled his fingers out of me, and sucked his fingers clean, then leaned over and kissed me. He readjusted my dress from the back, I sat back, and he kept his hands in plain site on my hips.

We decided to sneak away later again, this time we went to the basement. Turns out the secret was new black leather couches, I ended up on the ground between his legs as he sat there. I sucked him off like a good little girl, swallowed his massive load, and went back upstairs to join the party again.

I can’t wait to see him again

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/kjq1o5/got_fingered_under_the_table_at_christmas_eve