Table Sex

 
True Sex Story Submitted By Romy

Brunch in the diner with a group of friends is a tradition we hold dear every year. It is a time for a group of us who went to college together to have our annual reunion but now live in different places around the country. It is the only chance we have to get together around Christmas when everyone has descended on Boston for family Christmas celebrations.

This year was especially nice. We were all crammed into a couple of booths together, and after a margarita and some good coffee, we were well into having a great time together. As I sat and enjoyed myself, I felt a hand on my knee. I looked and traced the hand to its owner, my friend next to me on the outside of the booth with me discreetly on the inside. I've always liked Joe, but I had no idea he liked me. He'd always seemed the more reserved type. I smiled at him as I felt his hand on my knee, which was warm and gently caressing the inside of my knee. I pressed my thigh against him gently.

Slowly his hand slipped up inside my thigh; I drew my breath in sharply. First, I felt a tightening in my groin that I'd not felt for a long time, and second I was terrified someone would notice. But I didn't want him to stop.

I uncrossed my legs for him. He carried on talking to the others as if nothing had happened, and all the while, his hand continued to slide upward. I opened my legs slightly, inviting him higher. I was getting very turned on. Finally, his hand made it to my crotch, and his fingers slowly gently touched my panties and circled my clit. As he gently caressed my pussy he could feel my clit harden beneath my wet panties.

I was biting my lip holding back moans of pleasure, and trying to appear normal. Finally, he slipped his forefinger under the elastic of the panties and made contact with the gentle folds of my skin. I actually gasped. Then pretended my coffee was too hot. The fingers found my opening, and he slipped his fingers into my pussy, which was now really hot and slippery wet. I shifted forward a bit to make it easier for him to access me. He caressed my clit with his now wet fingers, and between his index finger and thumb, he rubbed my now rock hard clit up and down, making my cunt open and long to be entered.

Finally, he slipped two fingers into my longing pussy, and I rode those two fingers to a silent wet orgasm. His fingers stayed inside my pussy until it was time to eat, and then he licked them and started in on his bacon, offering me a bite. It was the best brunch I ever had.