“I’ve got them right here actually,” Karen reached behind her for her tablet on the side table before turning back and opening up an album full of pictures.
I started to wonder about what would happen if I made Jake come like this. I mean, we couldn’t very well just have cum flying everywhere underneath the table, and without really being able to look, it’s not like I’d be able to catch it all in my hand or anything! Of course, what I really wanted to do was feel him shoot hit thick load up inside of -
And suddenly, as Jake achingly pushed me slowly and teasingly towards that edge, I thought a very naughty thought. I knew then that I was going to feel him inside of me again before I had to go back to school, even if it meant risking everything.
Under the pretense of leaning over to look at the pictures on the tablet in front of Karen, I suddenly reached beneath me as I lifted my butt slight and quickly skimmed my thong off my body and down my legs. Jake turned to me with suddenly very wide eyes, his mouth half open as if to ask me if I was totally insane. I only winked at him, knowing it was now or never, or I’d lose my cool entirely or realize what a completely stupid idea this was.
“Oh wow! Great views!” Before he could even do a thing, I’d slipped between Mr. Harding and the table, covertly spread my legs, grabbed ahold of his cock, and started to sit right back down on his lap, right there at the dinner table. I wasn’t able to of course, but I’d have given just about anything to see his face in that moment as I quickly and deftly pushed my little ass right back against him. I lined his big, throbbing cock up with my tight, slippery slit beneath my skirt, and plunged right down onto his lap.
I practically came right there as his huge dick filled me up to the brim in one stroke. It actually took the breath away from me, and it took everything I had not to moan, or cry out, or really do anything at all that would tell the whole table that my little pussy was stretched to the limit around Mr. Harding’s big fat cock. I could feel him strain behind me, the one hand that he still had beneath the table gripping my leg like a vice and his cock throbbing so nice and deep inside of me! I could hea
r him clear his throat loudly as I slowly eased off of him, as if craning forward to look at the tablet on the table. My tight slit gripped at him as I slowly slid up; stretched and slowly sliding up his thick shaft before I laughed at something someone said and sat right back down.
“Oh, Chelsea, you should definitely go see it sometime. Bring your friends from school and head out there over spring break or something. My sister and I had a wonderful time!” I could feel my little pussy tightening and milking at Mr. Harding’s big cock while Karen smiled right at me from a mere foot away. It was so wickedly naughty and wrong that I quickly found myself having to try harder and harder not to visually look like I was about to have an orgasm right there at the dinner table while slowly grinding myself Jake’s cock!
To her though, I was the smiling girl next door, eagerly sitting on her date’s lap to look at vacation pictures. How could she possibly ever guess that at that very moment, his cock was throbbing do deep inside of my tight little body?
Mr. Harding’s hand on my thigh beneath the table was gripping me tighter and tighter as I felt him slowly and almost imperceivably grind up into me. Though we were barely moving, between feeling his thick cock pulsing so deep inside of me and stretching my lips wide, the jaw-dropping feeling of how totally not ok this was, and of course just how close we were to being caught in such a major way, I already knew I was going to come soon, and hard.
“Oh, and the hot tub!” Karen beamed at Jake. “If you ever wanted to check it out, Jake, I’d love to show you!”
Jake chuckled as if nothing was happening, as if he wasn’t balls deep and unprotected inside of his nineteen year old neighbor. His hand on my thigh slipped around to my our front and went right to my clit. While he pointed to something on the tablet with the other hand, he began to slip his fingers over my aching clit, and suddenly, I felt myself rocketing towards that sweet edge.
I hadn’t really thought this through when I’d decided to climb onto his lap like this, but suddenly I realized fully that my older, hunky neighbor was once again buried deep inside my fertile young body without any protection whatsoever! If he came, he was going to just shoot his cum bare and un-hindered right into me! The naughty, sizzling thought made me almost moan out loud as I thought about Mr. Harding impregnating me while we sat at dinner! Oh my God, Jake Harding was going to make me pregnant right in front of everyone right there at his dining room table! I could feel him grinding against me, his cock swelling up deep inside my clenching, tight channel as my whole body seized up and crashed over that edge.
And then, right there, doing my absolute best to smile and keep my face as neutral as possible, I came hard. I bit my lip, and felt my brow crease tight as my whole body seized up and then broke apart with Jake’s cock filling me up. As I came, I could feel him go rigid beneath me, and suddenly I felt him rock his hips tight into me as his cock swelled up even bigger and thicker than it had been! And then, he was coming! With no condom, no birth control, and absolutely no pulling out, Jake Harding went still as he began to pump me full with rope after pulsing rope of his hot, sticky cum.
It felt like it just kept coming, as his big dick just kept throbbing and pulsing so deep within me as squirt after squirt of his seed rocketed out and filled my young cunt to the brim. At one point, I actually grabbed my napkin off the table and brought it to my face; coughing into it to cover the uncontrollable urge to cry out as well as my scrunched up climax face.
“Oh, honey, you got something stuffing you up?” Karen smiled at me, and I just about came again as I felt Jake’s cock twitch one last time inside of me.
“Sounds like you got something up the wrong pipe there honey,” my dad said, chuckling.
“Down, dear; it’s down the wrong pipe” my mother smiled and rolled her eyes.
Holy, cow.
*****
After dinner, and after I’d covertly slipped back off of Mr. Harding’s lap and discretely brought my napkin down to stop the sticky cum from leaking out of my slit, we got up to head back over to our house. I excused myself shyly to use their bathroom before we did, and it was there that I finally got a chance to catch my breath and let the post-orgasmic glow just bloom through my face. What I’d just done was insane! I could’t believe how risky what we’d just done had been, and that wasn’t even counting the risk of Mr. Harding filling me up unprotected again with his hot cum!
I splashed water on my face, grinning and feeling my whole body buzz as I tried to process that utter craziness I’d just instigated as I dried my face and opened the door.
“You’re playing with fire here, Chelsea.”
I gasped as I walked out of the bathroom right into Mr. Harding’s chest. His look was serious, but I could see that wild hunger in his eyes as well.
“I- I know-“
“No, I don’t think you do.”
He looked at me with a dark, hungry look in his eye. For a moment, I thought suddenly that he might be angry with me for having pulled that ridiculous stunt. That maybe I’d taken things way too far by doing what I’d done so brazenly in front of his date and my family. But suddenly, I felt his hand slip up my thigh and trace across my bare, trembling slit.
I suddenly frowned. “So, is big-boobed Karen spending the night?”
I could see his eyes smirk at me as he flashed that heart-stopping, panty-melting smile at me before he leaned close and brought his lips to my ear. “I would’ve thought I’d made it perfectly clear to you by now how much I like Chelsea-sized tits.”
“Maybe,” I said with a teasing pout.