I took hold of his hair by the back of the head and shoved him forward so his face was mushed right up against my wet cunt. He opened his mouth instinctively and lapped at my hole, licked my clit. We were in his best friend’s garage, with the door open which faced the road. His best friend’s parents were home and directly above us in the house.
I covered my mouth with my free hand to keep from making too much noise. He whimpered between my thighs, hard as a rock in his constrictive jeans. He was so eager to be eating me out, his nose was pressed directly to my pubic mound. I could hear the wet noise of my cunt being slobbered on and it felt like fucking heaven.
I could hear people moving around upstairs and I yanked his hair harder, trying to get him impossibly deeper in my cunt. My legs were getting shaky in the awkward standing position we were in, barely hidden between various lawn tools and the family bicycles.
Before we could take things further, we were called into the kitchen for dinner. He pulled away from me and I could see my juices on his lips and chin. I wrestled back into my jeans as quick as I could, loving the new feeling of my own wetness and my boyfriend’s drool spread sloppy over me, making a mess of my underwear. I kissed him hard on the mouth, tasting myself, and we both went up for dinner.
If anyone knew, they said nothing.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/od0kqe/a_quick_meal_mf_oral_true_story