She sucked me off under the table at her parents' place

My girlfriend (F24 at the time) and I (M24 ATT) were crashing at her parents' place for a week while contractors tore up our apartment. Her folks are super nice, but they're always around . Cooking, chatting, watching TV, so privacy was basically zero. We hadn't fucked in days, and the tension was killing us. Every brush against each other in the hallway, every stolen kiss when no one was looking, just made it worse. We were both walking around half-hard/half-wet, whispering dirty shit under our breath like "I need your cock tonight" or "I'm gonna suck you dry the second we get a chance."

After dinner one evening, we were all just hanging out at the kitchen table, bullshitting about nothing. Her parents announced they were heading to the basement to watch some show, their footsteps echoed down the stairs, then faded out. No sound came back up. The house was quiet except for the low hum of the TV downstairs.

My girlfriend looked at me with that devilish grin she gets when she's feeling naughty. Without a word, she slid off her chair and disappeared under the table. My heart started pounding immediately. The tablecloth hung low enough to hide her completely from view if anyone walked in, but it was still insanely risky.

She tugged at my shorts, pulling them down just enough to free my cock. I was only half-hard from the anticipation, but the second her warm hand wrapped around me, I started swelling fast. She didn't wait, she leaned in and took me into her mouth right away, soft and wet, swirling her tongue around the head like she was starving for it.

Fuck, it felt incredible. She knows exactly how I like it: slow at first, lots of tongue on the underside, then deeper, sucking harder. But she had to stay quiet, she's normally pretty vocal when she blows me, moaning around my dick, slurping loud, making those wet gagging sounds that drive me crazy. This time she was fighting it, breathing through her nose, keeping everything muffled. Every time she'd take me deeper, I'd feel her throat flutter, and she'd let out these tiny, desperate whimpers she couldn't quite hold back.

I gripped the edge of the table, trying to act normal, staring at my phone like I was scrolling. My face was probably flushed as hell. A couple minutes in, I was rock-hard and throbbing, balls tight, already close because of how forbidden it felt. I whispered down, "Baby, I'm gonna cum soon," but she just hummed around me and kept going.

Then we heard footsteps on the stairs.

Her mom was coming up.

My girlfriend froze for a split second, my cock still buried in her mouth, but she didn't pull off. No time. She just stayed there, lips sealed around me, perfectly still under the table.

Her mom walked into the kitchen, heading straight for the pantry. She glanced around and asked, "Where'd she go?"

I swallowed hard, trying to sound casual. "Uh, bathroom, I think."

She paused, looking at me. I swear she noticed, my breathing was ragged, face red, probably looking guilty as sin. There was this moment where her eyes flicked down toward the table, then back up. She didn't say anything, just gave this tiny, knowing half-smile.

Then she turned to reach for snacks on the top shelf. She stretched up on her toes, leggings pulling tight over her ass, nice view, honestly, but I was way too distracted by the hot mouth still wrapped around my dick.

That was it. The combo of the risk, her tongue pressing flat against the underside while staying so still, her mom's ass right there, the silence... I lost it. I came hard, pulsing rope after rope straight down her throat. I had to bite my lip to keep from groaning out loud. She swallowed every drop like a champ, throat working around me, milking it all.

Her mom grabbed her snacks, turned back, gave me another quick look (that same little smile?), and headed back downstairs without another word.

As soon as the footsteps faded, my girlfriend slowly slid off me, careful not to make noise. She crawled out, face flushed, a tiny string of cum at the corner of her mouth. She licked it up with her tongue, grinning like she'd just won a prize, then leaned in and kissed me deep, I could taste myself on her.

I whispered, "Holy shit, that was insane. Thank you." She just winked and said, "You needed it."

We fixed ourselves up, went down to the basement, and watched the show with her parents like nothing happened. But every time her mom glanced over, I swear there was something in her eyes. Maybe she knew. Maybe she didn't care. Either way, it made the rest of the night electric.