Thanks to [this gif](https://gfycat.com/WellgroomedUnconsciousHen) I had the great idea of trying this with my girlfriend. I don’t want to turn people away so I won’t go into her looks, you the reader can just imagine she’s your girlfriend (or what your perfect looking girlfriend would look like if you had one). But Andrea does have a petite body: B cups and a cute ass. What sets her apart is the way she likes to push my buttons. It turns her on, even if she’s doing something sexual which isn’t her groove. I’m mostly the same way where I like to give more than I receive in bed, so together, we have a diverse repertoire of sex.
What was planned for this evening isn’t something in Andrea’s wheelhouse, but I knew she’d go along with it since all the penetration was going to be normal. She also had no idea. I grabbed a dildo from our stash that she described as “like having your cock inside me.” We also had one of those little “G-vibe” things as well and I decided to put it just under the tip of the dildo’s penis. I figured it would be hitting close to her g-spot which would be fun for her and for me. I stuck it to the seat of the chair and pushed it in. I wanted to hide it so I put a table cloth on top of the table.
When she came got to my house and came into the kitchen, she commented on the table cloth and that she would have dressed up had she known. She was super sarcastic the entire time, just pushing my buttons with that sly smile. I told her that if she wants to get dressed up, she can go upstairs and put on a skirt. I gave her a wink. She knows that her in a skirt makes me weak at the knees and obliged. As she left she caught me looking at her butt. She stopped, gave it a little wiggle, and then continued out. All I could think of was, “Goddamn.” That was until she shouted from half way up the stairs, “Panties, or no panties?” Holy fuck that made me hard. “No panties would be more comfortable, I think.” She laughed and said ok and ran the rest of the way up the stairs.
When Andrea walked back in, she was wearing a short white cotton skirt with the same form-fitting top she came over in. “Is this good enough?” That look she gives me when she knows exactly what she’s doing makes me want to jump in her every time. “It’ll do,” I reply. She came over and gave me a hug from behind while I’m finishing up at the stove. She gave my dick a complimentary stroke or three and then made her way to the table. When she pulled out the chair she was a little startled. I’m quicker than her to say, “That’s why I said it’ll be more comfortable without panties.” She gave me a laugh and then rubbed herself. I made a light dinner, a salad which had some fresh cooked chicken and made the portions smaller than usual because of the circumstances. I set down the plates, turned on the vibe, and, being the gentleman that I am, helped her into her seat.
She was still fully clothed at this point and other than the initial moan, to the untrained eye, you couldn’t tell she had anything in her. When I sat down I asked her, “How was your day?” She got the hint that she was supposed to just act normal and not have anything vibrating in her. “It was….good.” Already her face was starting to turn red. She maybe got one bite of food in before she gave me the “what I need you inside me” look. She managed to gain some composure and while she spoke in trite sentences, I was long winded. This was just as hard for me as well since I was about to cum without even touching myself. She cut me off at one point by reaching across the table (we were seated on a corner), grabbing my wrist, looking at me with her mouth slightly agape, and her eyes telling me her pussy couldn’t hold it off any longer. I told her, “Not yet,” as I got out of my chair put my hands on her shoulders, thumbs rubbing on the back of her neck. “OK” was all I said. She reached up grabbed my hands, hastily put them on her breasts and came. Hard. She was trying to get out of her chair but I kept her firmly in place while she rode out the orgasm. When she was done, I helped her up, took the dildo off the chair and sat her back down.
She slumped a little and her legs were spread allowing her skirt to not hide anything. I went to go put the dildo away but she stopped me. She didn’t say anything, just grabbed me by the hand and pulled me back. She pulled me in for a kiss and we made out for a little while. She felt my hard cock and started undoing my pants. “Not yet,” I said, as I lifted her up and carried her up the stairs to my bedroom. I laid her down on the bed. She had recovered some energy and was getting at my pants faster now. When she got it out she started sucking on it.
I’m not a big fan of blowjobs since I don’t cum too easily from them and they don’t provide the blower much stimulation. Andrea knows this but we both understood that her pussy needed a break. Sex positions that turn Andrea on are pretty bland by porn standards. Her favorite is missionary because she likes to use her legs to to pull me in as I thrust, and I can kiss her neck while fucking her. I’m only 6 inches long but she says I’m the perfect size, for her anyway, since when I plunge to the hilt, I’m almost to the cervix, but not quite. When I cum, and I hit it dead on, she says it feels better than anyone else. The lock and key analogy I suppose.
After sucking me for a little, she stops, takes off her shirt and bra and lays on her back. I strip down and jump on top. I’m not sure how she’s feeling down there except she’s wet enough. I slowly enter. Just the tip, then the shaft. She bites into my shoulder and is squeezing me tightly with her arms. With the same pace, I drive to the hilt. I assume, being a guy, that the feeling of having the base of your shaft inside a woman is that “full” feeling women say when they have a cock in their pussy. Either way, the satisfaction was mutual between Andrea and I. I asked her to set the pace since I didn’t know what she wanted. She replied with, “What pace do you need to cum inside me?” Goddamn she’s a pleaser. So I start out slow and long strokes. All the way out, all the way in. Andrea uses her legs to make sure I get all the way back in. I’m on edge from all the action already and I know, even if she won’t say it, Andrea just wants the cum in her pussy and nothing more. So I keep thinking back to dinner and remember that face. I look in her eyes and see the same look. My cock is swelling now. “I know you’re about to cum,” she moans. That’s so hot, when she feels you getting bigger and then lets you know. At this point I’m gone. I pick up the pace and her legs are pulling me in harder as well. I’m breathing hard on her neck. I drive home the last few thrusts and then slam as hard as I can into her, staying at the hilt. I clench my core as hard as I can to hit her cervix. She starts cumming too. Uncontrollably, she grinds into me sending me into sensory overload. Her pussy trying desperately to get more cum.
After what seemed like ages, we settle. Her legs are wrapped around me and she won’t let me leave. “I need to get out.” “I need you deeper,” she replied as I’m shrinking. She kept pushing into me as I got soft. I finally gave in rolled her over on top of me and tried to relax. We stayed like that for a while. Not talking, just breathing. It was nice.
We ended up sleeping in our sex. In the morning, Andrea told me I was dripping out of her and asked if I wanted to see. I said yes and proceeded to fuck her doggy style, filling her up again for the day. She went out in that same skirt, no panties, cum dripping down her leg. Goddamn this woman.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/48vmh9/table_for_two_mf
That was so hot. Love it.
…. Know the source of that gif?