Last weekend I (F22) went in to see Andy (M20) at his college. It had been a few weeks since we had last been together in person so we were both extremely excited to see one another. However, we only got a few hours of (Very fun) alone time before Andy’s roommate, Charles, came back to the dorm to game. Andy and Charles both got to gaming, but I just wanted to watch and sit on the side that day. Both Andy and his roommate have their gaming set-ups at their desks in the dorm. Andy takes his swivel chair, obviously, but that leaves nowhere to be except the floor if I wanted to be close and watch. So I did what any devoted lover would do, grabbing a fluffy blanket to make a little bed under the desk with another to cover my body. This entire time, Andy is smirking at me from the chair.
I very innocently looked at him and said, “What?”
He just smiles, shaking his head and chuckling before going to my weekend bag to rummage for some clothing. I try to peek over his muscular shoulder but he is blocking it entirely from my viewpoint here. Suddenly he hands me the boxers he gave me years ago when he switched to boxer briefs. I LOVE sleeping in those… I tilt my head and a wicked grin grows to span the entirety of my face; normally I wouldn’t care at all to have these on around my Fiance, but these boxers can really only handle half of my ass, the other half simply peeking from the bottom.
I give him quite the glare but do eventually accept.
He kisses me with a cocky grin on his face, his teeth gently scraping across my bottom lip as he pulls away, “Good Girl.” A shiver of pleasure runs through me and I quickly scamper to the bathroom to change from my long Sweats into that lovely pair of boxers. I wasn’t wearing anything under so I knew they would be riding way up as I walked back to Andy. I look at myself in the mirror, my V-neck exposing the majority of my cleavage and my nipples straining against the soft shirt material. I gather up my clothes and toss them aside, closing my bag and being sure to bend over in Andy’s direction. I caught a short glance of Charles looking me over as well before he decided to return to his game. Andy, who had started his game while I went to change, scoots himself back from the desk to allow me a spot to sit and curl up. I curl myself almost completely under the desk, my head being the only thing outside; I quickly lay my head onto Andy’s lap, well out of Charle’s sight. He couldn’t see a thing below Andy’s torso, and the both of us knew it.
I reach up to run my hand over Andy’s cock only to find it sitting exposed, semi-erect and inches away from my face. My fingers run over the shaft, letting it slowly expand across my palm, a devious look on my face as he knows just what comes next. I can hear him put the controller down to run his cock across my face, the head of it leaving a warm trail of precum across my lips, which I promptly lick up. The taste of his pre-cum sends shivers through my body, and I can feel a throbbing coming from my now very soaked pussy. His hand reaches to my ponytail and I initially thought it was to push my mouth down his length, but he instead pulls my head back, just out of reach of my tongue. I can hear a small whimper escape my lips as I look up to his eyes. There is a certain look that I have learned over my many years with him, and this specific look is telling me that I should stroke him. My hand obliges, longing for contact with the gorgeous cock in front of me.
In the case you weren’t aware, Andy enjoys extremely sloppy, wet blowjobs. I know this is a weakness for him so I just let spit gather in my mouth as I wait for him to allow me to suck on him. Suddenly, I feel my face being pushed very quickly towards his erection and I automatically open my mouth to take his entire cock to the hilt, the head of it slipping down my throat. I gag as quietly as I can before he releases my head.
I quickly move my hand up to his thighs as I begin to move my head across the entire length of his member, creating a suction in my mouth every time my head moves up and slobbering just a bit down my own chin with every push down to his hilt. My tongue takes a moment to sweep across the underside of his head and around the tip to taste his delicious pre-cum. This flavor is driving me insane, my need for him to cum down my throat ever increasing. I can feel the drool beginning to soak through the neck of my shirt, but I am too cum-hungry to care about it. With every stroke the head of his cock pushes down my throat, and I look up to see him leaning back in his chair out of pleasure. A very quiet moan escapes his mouth and I can feel my lips turn to a gentle smile as I shift onto my knees to get a better angle to milk Andy dry. Once again I can hear the controller be put down. His hands are on my breasts, his fingers pinching my nipples and sending waves of pleasure through my body. One hand moves to guide my head to his desired speed and depth before I feel his fingertips grip harder into the back of my skull. His thighs push against my body between them, and his cock expands in my throat as it sends a rope of warm, sticky cum down it. I push at him to force him to let go of my head so I can milk him. As he is pulsing and thrusting into my mouth I feel myself cum, his hands on my breast assisting in the orgasm. I can’t stop now, pulling back so just his tip is inside of my mouth as my tongue works frantically at forcing all of his cum into my mouth. As I feel two more bursts go to the back of my throat, he lets go of my head and I immediately deepthroat him. Andy is forced to bite his lip and take the pleasure I am giving him at this point. I lose track of time as he cums, but I think it was a solid 15 to 20 seconds of orgasm, plenty enough to satiate my appetite for his cum.
Andy is sitting, speechless and obviously drained from my valiant effort in blowing his cock. I lick up the combination of cum and spit that is left on his cock as he looks down to me, stroking my hair and mouthing, “I love you.”
As I lay my head back onto his thigh, I kiss the tip of his dick and say, “I love you too.” Andy sits back up and puts his cock into his pants before continuing with his gaming.
Charles hasn’t mentioned ever seeing anything, even if he did. I would have kept him quiet about it somehow, if he did.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/qcgox0/under_the_table_deal_fm
Christ this was a good read