New Years on the dining room table [MF]

I spent New Year’s Eve at a fun bar with lots of music, dancing, beer…and Ben, the guy I’m seeing. He is tall with brown hair and a body built by the Navy. We’ve already had a lot of fun together and I knew I’d want to ring in the New Year with a special time with him.

After a night of grinding on the dance floor and some making out by the bathroom, we went back to my apartment. My roommate wasn’t home, luckily, so Ben immediately started making out with me as soon as we walked into the apartment. My apartment has a living room/dining room set up when you first walk in with a big black dinner table…

Ben pushed my jacket off onto the floor and I did the same to him. He ran his thick hands all over my body, grabbing my ass through the fabric of my tight red dress and sparkly tights. Our bodies were pressed together and I could feel his erection through his jeans, pressing into my crotch.

After kissing me all down my neck and biting my earlobe, he whispered into my ear, “I’m going to fuck you on that table” then pushed his hand up my dress and grabbed my pussy. I was already wet by then and let out a loud moan as he rubbed my clit through my tights.

“Strip for me,” he said, stepping back and crossing his arms.

I immediately took the dress off and tossed it aside then stepped out of my tights. I let him see me in my lacy black bra and thong for a moment before unclasping the bra and finally taking my thong off. I realized then that all of the curtains were open. We were on the second floor so it wasn’t likely that anyone would look in but the thought of someone watching us turned me on even more.

Ben grabbed me by the waist and pressed me against him as he kissed me passionately. He trailed kisses all the way down my neck and began sucking my nipples, flicking his tongue back and forth until they were both hard little nubs. He bit down on one, eliciting a yelp from me. Still fully dressed, he led me to the couch and told me to lie down. He straddled me then slipped a finger inside my pussy.

“You’re fucking soaking wet,” he said in awe. Then he slipped another finger inside me and a third and began finger fucking me, stretching my pussy out and making me writhe in pleasure. He pressed the heel of his palm against my clit, grinding on it until I orgasmed, moaning his name as I arched my back.

While I recovered, he got undressed, finally letting me see that incredible body and huge cock. It was already hard but he straddled my face anyway. Knowing I like it a little rough, he shoved his penis into my mouth without warning, all the way to the back of my throat. I gagged but managed to start sucking as he fucked my face, grunting and moaning so loud I’m sure the neighbors woke up.

He pulled out and stood up then told me to get up. He pointed to the table. I eagerly went over and stood at the table. It is right up against the window so anyone looking in could see me. They were about to get a show.

I bent over the table, pressing my breasts against the chilly wood. I gripped the edges of the table in anticipation. He approached slowly then ran a hand down my spine to my ass. His finger circled my asshole, then dipped into my pussy for some lubrication before tracing its way back up and slipping into my asshole. I cried out in pleasure and he grabbed my hip with his other hand, pulling me back onto his finger. He fucked my ass like that for a minute before pulling his finger out.

“What do you want now?” he asked me. He pressed his cock against my ass. It was rock hard.

“Fuck me,” I practically screamed. “Please, fuck me.”

He grabbed my hips and shoved his cock into me. I threw my head back and moaned as he filled me all the way. He slid in and out, deep and slow at first, then faster. The table rocked back and forth as I held onto it for dear life.

“Fuck me harder,” I groaned. He did, pressing deep inside of me, his balls slapping against my ass. At one point, I looked up, and I could see the outline of someone in an apartment across the street. The thought of them watching me getting fucked on the table pushed me over the edge. Another orgasm crashed through me, and I screamed into the table. Ben started to come just after I did and filled me with his semen, moaning just as loud.

He pulled out and I lay on the table, unable to move, Ben’s cum dripping down my thighs. He slapped my ass and said, “Happy new year.”

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Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/acdnar/new_years_on_the_dining_room_table_mf