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Secrets at the Dinner Table: Chara & Asriel's Fun	By : Emmy2019 Category: +S through Z > UnderTale Views: 122 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Secrets at the Dinner Table: Chara & Asriel's Fun
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The soft patter of rain outside was the only sound that accompanied the quiet evening in the cozy underground home. Toriel had prepared a delightful dinner for her two young guests—Kid Chara and her own son, Asriel. The aroma of a warm, hearty stew filled the air, mingling with the scent of freshly baked bread. Asgore sat at the head of the table, his usual gruff demeanor slightly softened by the comforting ambiance.

Kid Chara, with her mischievous smile, took a bite of her food, her eyes never leaving Asriel for a moment. She had been watching him all evening, a silent tension building between them that no one else seemed to notice. Her mind raced with a daring plan, and she knew she had to act quickly before the moment passed.

As the conversation at the dinner table grew livelier, Chara took the opportunity to casually slip out of her chair and onto the floor. She moved like a shadow, her movements unnoticed by Toriel and Asgore as they laughed and shared stories. The plush carpet muffled her steps as she approached Asriel's chair, her heart pounding in her chest with excitement.

Under the table, she found his pants hanging slightly open. With trembling hands, she reached up and began to unbuckle his belt. The sound of the metal clasp was as loud as a gunshot in her ears, but the others remained oblivious to her actions. She pulled his zipper down with agonizing slowness, feeling the warmth radiating from his body above her.

Asriel's eyes widened in shock when he felt Chara's small hand wrap around his shaft. He looked down, his cheeks flushing as he saw her eager gaze peeking up at him from beneath the tablecloth. He knew what she was doing was wrong, but he couldn't bring himself to stop her. Instead, he leaned back in his chair, feigning nonchalance, as she pulled his pants down to his ankles. He looked at her and silently whispered "Chara what are you doing?" but she was too busy to respond, her eyes fixated on his growing erection.

Her touch was gentle at first, exploring him with a curiosity that was almost innocent. Asriel tried to keep his composure, taking deep breaths to steady his racing pulse. The room grew warmer, the heat of their hidden encounter a stark contrast to the cool evening outside. Toriel and Asgore chuckled at a joke, their voices a distant hum as Chara leaned closer and took him into her mouth.

The sensation was overwhelming, sending shivers down his spine. He gripped the edge of the table, his knuckles white with the effort of keeping still. Chara's mouth was wet and warm, her teeth scraping gently against his skin as she took him deeper. She bobbed her head, her cheeks hollowing with each hungry suck, and Asriel couldn't help but let out a soft groan. "Stop it, please," he murmured, his voice strained, but she only responded with a muffled laugh, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure through him.

Toriel paused mid-sentence, looking over at Asriel with a concerned expression. "Are you okay, dear?" she asked, her eyes searching his. Asriel forced a smile, nodding as he took a sip of his water, the cool liquid doing little to quench the fire building within him. "Just a bit of indigestion," he managed to say, hoping his mother wouldn't notice the precum glistening on his boxers.

Chara, undeterred by the close call, took this as an invitation to go further. She slid her hand into his underwear, her small, cold fingers wrapping around his balls, giving them a gentle squeeze. Asriel's eyes rolled back in his head, and he had to bite his tongue to keep from crying out. His body was responding to her touch, betraying him as he grew harder with each passing second.

With a twinkle in her eye, Chara took Asriel's length into her mouth again, her movements now more deliberate and skilled. She sucked and licked him with a passion that was both thrilling and terrifying. His cock grew to its full size, pushing against the back of her throat, but she didn't flinch. Instead, she swallowed him whole, her nose brushing against his lower belly.

Asriel's eyes watered as he tried to remain calm. The feeling of her tongue swirling around his shaft was driving him wild, and he could feel his climax approaching rapidly. He glanced over at Toriel, who was busy serving herself another helping of stew, her expression blissfully unaware of the depraved act happening just out of her line of sight.

Chara's movements grew faster, her cheeks hollowing with each bob of her head. She looked up at Asriel, her eyes sparkling with mischief, and he knew she was enjoying every second of this. He couldn't help but feel a mix of fear and excitement as she deep-throated him, her throat muscles contracting around his cock. He reached down and placed his hand on her head, gripping her soft, blue hair as he began to fuck her mouth in earnest.

The sound of slurping and wet smacks echoed faintly under the table, hidden by the clinking of silverware and the steady hum of conversation above. Asriel's grip tightened, his hips thrusting up to meet her mouth as he grew closer to his peak. He could feel his balls tightening, the familiar tingle at the base of his spine signaling his impending release.

In a sudden burst of dominance, Asriel grabbed Chara's head with both hands and began to face-fuck her, his eyes squeezed shut as he tried to keep his moans quiet. Her eyes watered, but she took it all, her throat stretched wide around his girth. The sight of her struggling was too much for him to bear, and with a final, violent thrust, he came, filling her mouth with his hot seed.

Chara choked, her cheeks bulging with his cum, and she had to pull away to swallow it all. She looked up at him, her eyes shining with satisfaction, and whispered, "Mmh, you taste good." Asriel felt his face flush with embarrassment and arousal, his cock still twitching from the intense release.

He leaned down, trying to pull his pants back up, but Chara was insatiable. She grabbed his hand, preventing him from covering himself, and licked the last traces of his cum from her lips with a sly smile. "Don't stop," she whispered, her voice a seductive purr that sent a shiver down his spine. "You taste so good I need more."

Asriel couldn't believe what was happening. His mind was a whirlwind of conflicting emotions—shame, arousal, fear of discovery, and a strange thrill. He looked over at Toriel and Asgore, their laughter and chatter a stark contrast to the illicit act happening just beneath the dinner table. He didn't know how much longer he could keep up the charade, but he didn't want to disappoint Chara. He took a deep breath and nodded, his heart racing.

Her eyes gleaming with excitement, Chara went back to work, her lips and tongue moving with a newfound ferocity. Asriel's cock was still sensitive from his first orgasm, but it didn't take long for him to start getting hard again. He could feel his second climax building, and this time, he knew it would be even more intense. He leaned back in his chair, trying to keep his face neutral as he felt his body respond to her expert ministrations.

The room spun around him, the voices of his parents becoming a distant buzz. He was lost in the sensation of Chara's mouth, her teeth grazing his shaft, her tongue swirling around the tip of his cock. His hips bucked involuntarily, pushing himself deeper into her, and she took it all without complaint, her eyes never leaving his. The tension grew, coiling tighter and tighter in his belly until it was all he could think about.

Asriel felt his second orgasm approaching like a freight train, and he knew he wouldn't be able to keep it in. He gritted his teeth, trying to stifle his moans, but they slipped out as whimpers and gasps. His hand found the back of Chara's head, guiding her movements, pushing her down onto him as he pumped into her mouth. The feeling of her throat contracting around him was indescribable, and he could feel the pressure building, the warmth spreading through him.

With a final, desperate tug, he grabbed the collar of her sweater, the fabric giving way with a sharp rip as he pulled her closer. She choked, her eyes watering, but she didn't fight back. Instead, she took him deeper, her throat stretching to accommodate his entire length. He could feel the fabric of her sweater tightening around her neck, the collar now hanging loosely around her shoulders.

The sound of fabric tearing was like a siren's call to his baser instincts. Asriel's grip on her hair tightened, and he began to thrust into her mouth with a ferocity that surprised even him. The sensation of her warm, wet throat milking him was too much to bear, and he felt his orgasm building, a pressure that demanded release.

Her eyes watered, but she never took them off him, the challenge in her gaze only spurring him on. The collar of her sweater ripped with a satisfying sound, the material giving way under the force of his desperation. He could feel her choking, but she didn't pull away. Instead, she took it all, her throat convulsing around his shaft as he came for the second time, filling her mouth with his seed once more.

Toriel looked over, noticing the tension in the room. "Is everything okay, you two?" she asked, her smile faltering slightly. Asriel coughed, trying to cover his gasping breaths. "Yeah, just a bit of a...choke," he managed to say, hoping his mother would write it off as an innocent dinner mishap.

Above the table, the conversation flowed on, oblivious to the depraved scene unfolding beneath. Chara took advantage of the distraction to slide Asriel's cock out of her mouth, letting his cum dribble down her chin. She wiped it away with the back of her hand, smearing it onto the fabric of her torn sweater. Her belly was distended, a clear sign of his repeated releases.

Her eyes searched his, a silent question hanging in the air. Asriel nodded, his cheeks red with a mix of arousal and fear. He knew he couldn't stop now. He needed to cum again, and Chara seemed more than eager to help him reach that point. She slithered closer, her tongue tracing a wet line along the shaft of his cock, cleaning off the last drops of his essence.

With his cock still hard and very sensitive, she wanted to give him a little moment. So she started playing with his balls, which were now swollen and sensitive. Each gentle tug made Asriel's hips jump a bit and she could feel him growing harder. His eyes were glued to her, watching every move she made. She enjoyed the power she had over him in this moment, knowing she could make him cum with just a simple touch.

But Chara was greedy, she didn't want to wait. She took his cock back into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the tip, tasting the saltiness of his precum. Asriel's eyes rolled back into his head as he moaned quietly, trying to keep it down so Toriel and Asgore wouldn't hear. She took him deeper, her cheeks hollowing out as she sucked hard, eager to taste more of him.

Her movements grew faster and more erratic, her hunger for his cum insatiable. Asriel could feel himself getting closer, his hips bucking against her face. His hand found its way back to her head, his fingers digging into her scalp as he pushed her down harder. The table rocked slightly with each thrust, but the sound was lost in the cacophony of dinner conversation.

Toriel's voice grew distant, the world around them fading away until all that mattered was the connection between them. Chara's eyes never left his, a silent promise that she would keep his secret, that she would take whatever he had to give. Asriel couldn't believe he was letting this happen, but he was too far gone to care. His body craved the release she offered, and he was powerless to resist.

With one final, powerful thrust, he emptied himself into her mouth, his cum spurting down her throat in thick ropes. Chara swallowed greedily, her eyes never leaving his, a twisted smile playing on her lips. The sensation was so intense that Asriel had to grip the chair to keep from falling over, his legs trembling with the aftershocks of pleasure.

Toriel's voice grew more insistent, snapping Asriel back to reality. "Are you sure you're okay, dear?"

He nodded, his face a picture of forced calmness. "Yeah, I just... swallowed wrong." She laughed "Don't be so greedy then!" she said teasingly, not knowing the actual truth. Chara's grin grew wider as she slipped back under the table, her eyes never leaving Asriel's.

The room felt stiflingly hot, the scent of sex mingling with the aroma of dinner. She leaned closer, her nose brushing against his crotch, and took a deep breath. The sound of her inhalation was obscured by the rain outside and the clink of silverware. Asriel's cock, now limp, began to twitch again at the feeling of her breath against his sensitive skin.

Toriel's voice grew louder, a hint of concern in her tone. "Asriel, are you sure you're alright?" Chara took the opportunity to slide out from under the table, retreating back to her chair and feigning innocence. She licked her lips, savoring the taste of him, and watched as Asriel's eyes grew wide with panic.

He nodded, trying to compose himself. "Yeah, just...something went down the wrong pipe," he coughed, his voice strained. His pants were still around his ankles, but the tablecloth had fallen back into place, hiding his exposed state from his parents' view. Chara giggled quietly to herself, her chest heaving with the effort of not bursting out in laughter.

Chara looked down at herself, her belly swollen from Asriel's cum, the collar of her sweater hanging off her shoulders like a trophy of their secret. She couldn't help but feel a sense of triumph, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she took a bite of bread, chewing slowly to give her mouth a break. She watched Asriel's every move, the way his hand shook as he reached for his water, the beads of sweat forming on his forehead.

Chara could sense that the bottom of her sweater was close to rip as her swollen belly pushed against it. She sat back in her chair, her hand absently rubbing her distended stomach, feeling the warmth and weight of Asriel's cum inside her. She took a deep breath, trying to keep her composure as she listened to Toriel and Asgore discussing their plans for the evening. But she knew that she needed more, just one last load of kid Asriels delicious cum.

With a devious smile, she leaned back in her chair and whispered to Asriel, "I'm not done with you yet." His eyes widened in horror, but she just winked at him, a silent promise of what was to come. She waited for the perfect moment, when Toriel was busy serving dessert and Asgore was engrossed in his own thoughts, before slipping out of her chair again.

This time, she was more daring. She didn't bother hiding under the table. Instead, she straddled Asriel's lap, her torn sweater riding up to expose her flat kid chest and swollen saggy belly. His cock was already hardening again at the thought of what she might do next. She began to grind against him, her wet panties sliding over his erection. His breath hitched, but he didn't push her away.

Toriel and Asgore were too busy with their dessert to notice the subtle shift in their son's posture, the way he leaned back in his chair, trying to hide his growing arousal. Chara leaned in, her breath hot in his ear. "Do you want me to stop?" she whispered, her voice a seductive taunt. Asriel's eyes darted to his parents, then back to her. He shook his head, his voice a barely audible murmur. "No."

Her smile grew wider, and she began to move her hips in a slow, deliberate rhythm, her eyes locked on his. The friction was driving him wild, his cock growing harder with each pass. He reached up, his hand shaking, and placed it on her hip, guiding her movements. She was so small, so delicate, and yet she had the power to make him feel like this—out of control and desperate for more.

As she ground against him, Chara reached down and pulled his cock out of his pants. It was sticky with cum, but she didn't care. She stroked him gently, her movements in sync with her hips. The sound of her wetness was the only noise in the room, the rain outside a gentle backdrop to their secret encounter.

Her eyes never left his as she slid down his body, her belly pressing against his thighs. She took his cock in her mouth again, her movements slow and deliberate. Asriel's eyes rolled back in his head, his hand gripping the chair tightly. He could feel the tension building again, the pressure in his balls begging for release.

But Chara had other plans. She pulled away, leaving his cock glistening with her saliva. She reached down and pulled her own pants down, exposing her tight, puffy pussy. It was a stark contrast to the innocent, almost childlike appearance she had moments ago. She straddled him again, her wetness coating his shaft as she lowered herself onto him.

The sensation was electric. Asriel's cock slipped into her easily, her tightness gripping him like a vice. She was so small, so warm, and he could feel her insides pulsing around him. He bit his lip to keep from crying out, his eyes squeezed shut. The sound of their bodies meeting was a quiet symphony of wet slaps, muffled by the fabric of their clothes.

Her pussy was so snug around him, it was as if she had been made just for this moment. Chara's eyes were closed, her head thrown back in silent ecstasy as she began to ride him. The friction was exquisite, the feeling of her walls clenching around him driving him closer to the edge. He could feel her getting wetter with each thrust, her juices coating his shaft and making it easier for him to slide in and out.

With each move she felt his seed sloshing around inside of her soggy belly, her body had never felt so filled. It was heavenly and she never wanted it to end. She began to pick up the pace, her movements becoming more frantic as she chased after her own climax. Asriel's eyes were wide with a mix of shock and pleasure, his hand tightening around her hip as he felt himself getting closer to the edge again.

The dinner table was the stage for their clandestine dance of lust, their breaths hitching and mingling with the sweet scent of dessert. Toriel and Asgore were lost in their own conversation, blissfully unaware of the illicit act happening right beside them. Chara's movements grew more erratic, her small hands clutching at Asriel's shoulders as she bounced up and down, her belly slapping against his with each downward motion.

Asriel's eyes darted to his parents, his heart racing at the thought of discovery. But the thrill of the forbidden only spurred him on, his hips rising to meet hers, his cock sliding in and out of her tight, juicy pussy. Her breaths grew ragged, her chest heaving as she leaned in closer, her swollen belly pressing against his. "Are you going to cum again?" she whispered, her voice a mix of challenge and excitement.

He nodded, unable to form words. The pressure was building, his body on the edge of a cliff, ready to plummet into the abyss of pleasure. Chara's eyes gleamed with triumph as she felt his cock swell inside her, her own orgasm just a breath away. She leaned in, her lips brushing against his ear. "Cum for me," she murmured, her voice a siren's call that he couldn't resist. "Let me taste it again. I'm obsessed with the taste of your cum."

Kid Chara slides off him and back under the table. She takes his cock in her mouth again, her tongue swirling around the tip, tasting the sweetness of their combined juices. Asriel's hips buck involuntarily, his eyes squeezed shut as he tries to keep his moans to a minimum. The tension builds again, the heat between them palpable even through the fabric of the tablecloth.

Toriel's voice carries over the sound of the rain, oblivious to the illicit act happening beneath her. "Asriel, dear, do you want some more pie?" she asks, her voice cheerful and filled with motherly concern. Chara's sucking grows more vigorous, her cheeks hollowing out as she takes him deeper, her throat bulging with each bob of her head. Asriel nods, his voice strained. "Mmhmm."

The pressure in his balls is unbearable, his body demanding release. He looks down at Chara, her eyes locked on his, a smug smile playing on her lips. She knows she has him in the palm of her hand, and she's enjoying every second of it. He can feel his orgasm building, a crescendo of pleasure that's about to shatter him.

Asriel's hips jerk upward, his cock sliding down Chara's throat. She gags slightly, but doesn't pull away, her throat muscles working overtime to accommodate his length. He can't believe he's about to cum again, not after the two intense orgasms she's already given him. But his body has other ideas, and he can't fight the inevitable.

He feels his balls tighten, the familiar pressure building at the base of his spine. He tries to keep his expression neutral, but a bead of sweat trickles down his forehead, betraying his efforts. Chara's eyes never leave his, a silent challenge that spurs him on. He feels his cock swell, his body poised on the brink of ecstasy.

And then he's falling, his cum shooting into her mouth in thick, hot spurts. Chara's eyes widen with delight as she takes it all, her throat working to swallow his massive load. The fabric of her sweater stretches taut against her distended belly, the seams straining with each pulse of his cock.

Her eyes never leave his as she drinks him down, her cheeks bulging with his cum. The sound of her swallowing is the only thing that breaks the silence under the table, the rest of the room blissfully unaware of the depraved act they're committing. Asriel's cock finally goes limp, and Chara pulls away, licking her lips with a satisfied smack. She sits back up, her belly now so swollen it's practically bursting the seams of her sweater.

The bottom of her sweater has ripped even further, the fabric stretched to its breaking point by the sheer volume of cum she's taken. The white fabric is stained with the evidence of their tryst, a stark reminder of the intense pleasure they've just shared. She looks down at herself, a proud smile playing on her lips as she runs a hand over her distended stomach.

Asriel's cock is now a limp noodle, but Chara isn't done with him yet. With a devious glint in her eye, she leans in closer, whispering in his ear, "I want more." Her hand reaches down to stroke him gently, feeling the sticky mess of their combined juices. He gasps, his body responding despite the exhaustion that threatens to overwhelm him. "I already look nine months pregnant, so why don't we go into your room, baby?" she suggests, her voice dripping with sweetness that belies the depravity of their situation.

He nods, his heart racing, and they both sneak away from the dinner table. The sound of their chair legs scraping against the floor goes unnoticed by their parents, who are still lost in their own conversation. They make their way to Asriel's room, the tension between them thick enough to cut with a knife.

Once the door is closed behind them, Chara turns to Asriel with a hungry look in her eyes. She rips off the rest of her sweater, letting it fall to the floor in tatters. Her belly is still swollen, a testament to the amount of cum she's swallowed. "Take off your pants," she commands, her voice low and husky. "Let's see what kind of kid we kids can make together."

Asriel's cheeks burn with a mix of embarrassment and arousal as he complies, his pants falling to his ankles. His cock is already starting to harden again, a traitor to his own fear. Chara notices and smirks, pulling her own pants down and stepping out of them. She stands before him in just her soggy panties, her chest heaving with excitement. "Lay down," she says, pointing to the bed. He does as he's told, his heart hammering in his chest.

Straddling him again, she slides her hand down to his cock, stroking it gently. "How big is your dad's?" she asks, her voice a seductive purr. Asriel's eyes widen in shock. "What?" he whispers, trying to keep his voice down. "You know," she says, her thumb circling his head, "Asgore's cock. I bet it's massive."

Her question hangs in the air, a blatant challenge to his pride. She leans in closer, her breath hot against his ear. "Is it bigger than this?" She squeezes him lightly, her grip just tight enough to make him gasp. Asriel's cheeks burn, a mix of embarrassment and arousal. "I...I don't know," he stammers, his thoughts racing. He's never seen Asgore's cock, but he can't help but wonder. "Do you think he would be up to share me with you? Maybe we could all play together."

The thought sends a shockwave through him, and he feels his cock twitch in her hand. "Don't be ridiculous," he whispers, trying to regain control. But the image of his father's cock filling her mouth, her cheeks bulging with his seed, is too much to ignore. He's torn between fear of being caught and the dark thrill of the idea.

Chara giggles, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Why not?" she asks, her voice a sweet challenge. "It's all just fun and games, right?" Her free hand reaches up to cup his cheek, her thumb tracing the line of his jaw. "Besides," she adds, her voice dropping to a whisper, "I would also love to see you fucking your sexy mom, while your dad pounds my kiddy pussy."

Asriel's face reddens even further, his cock responding to her words despite his attempts to control his arousal. "Chara," he says, his voice a warning. But she just smiles, her hand moving to the waistband of her panties. "Let's just stick to us," he suggests, trying to steer the conversation back to a safer place.

With a shrug, she pulls her panties down, exposing her small, bare pussy. It's already glistening with their combined juices, and she spreads her legs wider, giving him a full view. "Fine," she says, "but just know that I've got plenty of room for more." She winks at him, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
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Secrets at the Dinner Table: Chara & Asriel's Fun