Commander, Don’t Let Anyone Find Out I’m Sucking Your Cock Under the Table

Chapter 1: The Secret Before the Meeting

Nine o’clock in the morning. The operations conference room.
The long table was polished to a shine, the air still carrying the faint scent of cleaning agent. I arrived ten minutes early, pretending to organize documents while actually checking every blind spot in the room.

When the Commander pushed the door open, his military boots struck the floor with steady, authoritative steps. He locked the door, turned to look at me, his eyes cold yet filled with command: “Kneel.”

I immediately slipped under the table. He pulled open his black military trousers himself, and that already half-hard cock sprang free, its heat almost scalding my face. I stuck out my tongue and licked slowly from the base all the way up to the head, then took the entire length into my mouth, making soft, wet schlick sounds.

“Remember,” he said in a low voice, fingers sliding into my hair, “no matter who comes in later, you keep sucking. If anyone finds out… you already know the consequences.”

I sucked hard once in reply, a string of saliva immediately stretching from the corner of my mouth.

Chapter 2: Hidden Blowjob During the Open Meeting

The meeting began.
The chief of staff, intelligence officer, and operations team leaders filed in and filled both sides of the long table. The projector lit up. The Commander calmly flipped through pages, his tone professional, as if discussing nothing more than routine tactics.

Under the table, I was carefully tracing every vein on his cock with my tongue.
Every time he pretended to pick up a pen or turn a document, he spread his knees wider, letting me swallow him all the way down my throat. I deliberately made the softest possible swallowing sounds. My mouth was filled with his taste, my jaw aching, yet I couldn’t bring myself to stop.

The intelligence officer suddenly stood up to report: “Commander, regarding the intelligence from Sector Three…”

He nodded, his voice completely steady: “Continue.”

At the same time, his hand pressed down on the back of my head under the table, forcing me forward. The thick, hard head of his cock pushed straight into my throat. I almost choked, forcing myself to hold it in as tears welled up in my eyes. Above the table he continued listening attentively to the report; only the muscles in his thighs trembled slightly.

While sucking him, I slipped one hand under my skirt. My fingers were quickly coated in sticky juices. Two fingers thrust in and out, making faint wet sounds that were completely covered by the discussion.

Chapter 3: Getting Rougher

Halfway through the meeting, the Commander suddenly said, “Ten-minute break.”

Everyone stood up and left to get some air. The moment the door closed, he pulled his chair back, dragged me out from under the table, and pinned me against it. My skirt was flipped up to my waist, panties yanked aside, and two thick fingers roughly thrust into my already soaked pussy, pumping hard.

“You like sucking cock in front of other people that much?” he asked in a low voice, curling his fingers to scrape against my most sensitive spot.

I gasped and nodded. “I… I like it when the Commander forces me to suck under the table…”

He pushed the fingers coated in my juices into my mouth and made me lick them clean, then pressed me back under the table: “Continue. This time, scrape lightly with your teeth.”

When the meeting resumed, I did as ordered. My teeth lightly scraped over the sensitive skin while my tongue sucked hard at the same time. His breathing finally showed a faint change, yet above the table he continued calmly reviewing documents.

I grew more and more aroused as I sucked, even pulling one breast free from my uniform and rubbing my nipple against his military boot. Juices ran down my thighs and soaked into the carpet.

Chapter 4: Climax and Crisis

The meeting was drawing to a close.
The Commander suddenly cleared his throat: “Dismissed.”

Everyone stood up. Some were still discussing the next agenda item. Under the table, however, he firmly pressed my head down as thick ropes of cum shot straight down my throat. I swallowed desperately, my throat working continuously, yet a little still leaked from the corner of my mouth.

The chief of staff suddenly turned back: “Commander, there’s still one more document that needs your signature.”

My entire body froze.
The Commander’s expression didn’t change at all as he took the document. At the same time, he used the tip of his boot to push my head even lower, forcing me to lick up every last drop of remaining cum. Only after the chief of staff had walked far away did he say in a low voice: “Swallow it all before you come out.”

I obediently swallowed every drop. My lips were swollen and red, traces of cum still visible at the corners of my mouth.

Chapter 5: The Unexpected Ending

After the meeting ended, only the two of us remained in the conference room.
I crawled out from under the table, my legs so weak I could barely stand, and was about to wipe the corner of my mouth when the door suddenly pushed open.

It wasn’t anyone else who entered—it was the Commander’s direct superior, the Theater Commander.

The Theater Commander looked at my disheveled uniform, my swollen red lips, and the obvious traces under the table. He was silent for a few seconds, then closed the door and placed his military cap on the table.

“So that’s how it is,” the Theater Commander said as he walked over, his voice low. “This is why your recent meeting efficiency has suddenly improved?”

The Commander didn’t deny it. He simply said calmly, “Her technique is quite good.”

The Theater Commander looked at me, the corner of his mouth slowly curling upward. “In that case… for the remaining time today, I’ll personally inspect the results of this ‘special training.’”

He unbuckled his belt and pulled out his already hard cock, pointing under the table: “Kneel back down. This time you’ll service both of us at once.”

I froze and turned to look at the Commander.
He only nodded, a hint of amusement in his eyes: “Be good. From now on, you’ll take two at the same time.”

The Theater Commander had already sat down opposite me. Two thick, hot cocks pressed against my lips at once.
I opened my mouth and was forced to take both of them in, my tongue struggling to lick back and forth between them. Both men pressed down on my head at the same time, treating me like a shared toy.

What truly made my legs go weak was what the Theater Commander whispered next to my ear:
“Bring her to tomorrow’s joint meeting as well. The table will be longer then… and there will be more people who need servicing.”

With two cocks in my mouth, all I could manage were muffled whimpers.
The carpet under the table was already soaked with my juices, and this game of secret blowjobs was clearly only just beginning to escalate.