Madi tried not to squirm as she gazed down upon her plate of dull green peas and dry chicken. Her legs were sliding and hopping under the that long, white tablecloth. After an eternally long day of waiting, this was the time she chose? Of course it was. Clara knew exactly what time they ate dinner. She’d eaten here many times herself. The small vibe she’d been wearing all day had finally come to life and it was all Clara’s fault.
Clara was a little older and definitely more experienced than Madi. So when she proposed the idea of controlling Madi’s orgasm it was both tantalizing and terrifying. But of course she went along. There was no way for her to resist Clara’s piercing blue eyes and blond dreadlocks. That face of a fallen angel had led her to trouble’s door more than once. She’d never tried a vibe before, but oh my God, she was learning she loved it! It just wasn’t a great time for such a revelation. “Meekee,” she let out a little squeal as her parents looked at her.
“I’ve got the hiccups,” she said trying to mask the blush on her cheeks with one of her hands. First time home from college and she’d never be allowed back again if her father, the honorable Reverend Ronaldo, found out what she doing. He spoke in that stern, but not unkind, voice she was so accustomed to, “Sweetie, you look a little flush, take your vitamins before bed. We can’t have you getting sick, you’re singing this Sunday remember.” Madi felt a small drop of perpetration or something slowly tickle her inner thigh.
“Ummeruummm,” Madi mumbled through her clenched lips. “Darling, are you okay?” Her mother asked as she sat down to the table. “Madison?” Madi nodded her head without looking up. The whole family was together again, dad, mom, little brother Billy, and herself. She didn’t care, all she could see in that plate of putrid food was Clara’s toothy smile and devious eyes. The light vibration that had been tickling her suddenly shot to an intensity so fierce she was sure her parents would hear it.
She jumped in her chair and let out a gasp! Her family looked at her. “Sorry, I got a chill in my spine,” she spat out a little too quickly. After a moment the burst of electricity subsided to its familiar tickle. Her father dismissed her behavior and asked her mother something she cared nothing about.
Madi felt like she was on fire and her chair had become one of those old slip and slide toys for children. No, not for children! She smirked to herself. She couldn’t stop fidgeting and her legs were flailing about. “Oh God, Clara,” she thought. The intensity began to rise again and she bit her lip so hard it began to bleed. Her fathers forceful voice broke through her haze,”Let’s pray and then eat.”
Madi’s body was pulsing with electricity. Her head was flooded with waves of shimmering moonlight and golden drops honey. Clara’s bright blue eyes staring at her, as she twirled her hair and smirked. “Told you you’d love it,” Clara would say. “Madison, stop fidgeting! You’re not too old for a spanking,” her father ordered. The last thing she needed was to be bent over the reverend’s knee while on the verge of the most violent orgasm of her young life. “Now, let’s pray.”
“Dear Lord in heaven,” her father began as they all bowed their heads. She knew the ritual. Father would start, then her mother, then her, and finally brother Billy would finish the benediction. Her body was visibly shaking and she could feel a trickle of blood journeying from her bottom lip down to her chin. She whimpered involuntarily. A slight pause and her father continued, “please bless this food.” Madi’s lower lips were drowning and flailing in a kiddie pool of her own making. The earth was shaking so hard California was sure to fall into the sea!
“And bless our beautiful family,” her mother added as her contribution to the familiar blessing. Madi’s eyes flew open as a flash of pleasure she’d never known raged through her body! The soft shimmers of light floating so peacefully through her mind just moments ago had become a flood of glorious stars! A white water rapid the size of San Diego gushing through her soul! Tears flew from her innocent brown eyes and kissed the blood on her chin. The rapturous ecstasy was too great to contain and it was her turn to pray.
The next wicked wave of pleasure threw Madi into the air. She landed, face down, atop the table and food spiraled every which way as she gushed the most honest appeal to her deity of her life, “Oh my God! Fuck me! Fuck me! Holy shit! Holy fucking God Clara fuck me!” She spasmed and quivered on her parents dining room table, but she seemed to be the only one in the room. The only one in existence. Nothing else mattered. Her mind was devoid of family, worry, guilt, and shame. Madi’s words of worship became less intelligible and she began to speak in tongues. Her mouth was in convulsions of delight and the blood kept flowing, falling from her lip to stain the white cloth beneath her. Tears gushed from her eyes like a latter day flood and the backside of her pink leggings were soaked from cheeks to ankles.
Her family looked on in horror, unable to comprehend what wickedness had possessed their delightful daughter. Madi writhed in glory, her hands clenching the tablecloth so tightly she thought she’d never be able to let go. She had no words to express this experience. It was beautiful! And messy! So! Fucking! Messy! Madi slowly realized the vibe had stopped, but her body still hummed to it’s heartbeat. She lie prostrate, hyperventilating, face resting on a plate of mashed potatoes, as her brother concluded the prayer with bright enthusiasm, “Amen!”
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/10afgtw/orgasm_for_family_dinner