An adult stories – Convention Countdown-Friday by MorbidOrb,MorbidOrb ~CW: Continued elements of dubcon/noncon and cuckolding. Please do not read if these topics bother you. Hope you continue to enjoy the story!~
Mia stirred to wakefulness on Friday morning, the fog of exhaustion still hanging heavily over her head. She briefly considered rolling over and drifting back to sleep when she hear the faint sounds of a woman moaning breathily in the room. Her eyes shot open, a burst of adrenaline coursing through her body and sharpening her mind. She looked over at Simon’s bed only to find it empty, the sheets tossed back as though from a hasty exit. A quick scan of the room found him sitting at the desk, hunched over an audio player; the source of the moaning that had startled her. Mia’s face flushed with embarrassment (and more than a little arousal) as she realized that the moans that had awakened her were her own, and that Simon was currently listening to the sounds of her encounter with Lydia the previous evening. She felt her arousal steadily grow as her mind flooded with erotic memories, and her hands slipped between her legs. Her eyes drifted closed once more as she relived her time with the dominant woman, and made sure to keep her movements subtle to avoid alerting Simon.
They had barely made it inside Lydia’s hotel room when the other woman had pinned Mia to the wall and captured her lips with her own. She kissed her with a shocking desperation, a needful fervor that Mia returned with a husky moan. Soon both women’s hands were caressing one another’s bodies, squeezing breasts and asses, and savoring the moans that came from each other’s throats. Lydia broke the kiss and moved her lips to Mia’s neck, planting delicate kisses down its length and onto her shoulders. Mia gripped Lydia’s hair, moaning as she squirmed under the oral assault.
She couldn’t recall when it had happened exactly, so caught up in the heat of the moment was she, but suddenly Lydia had pinned her to the bed. She pushed her legs up into her chest, exposing her naked pussy to the air. Without any hesitation she’d dived in, lapping up Mia’s sweet nectar from the source. She was like a woman dying of thirst in the desert that had suddenly found a fountain, so hungrily did she attack Mia’s pussy with lips and tongue. Mia’s mind shut down at the feel of Lydia’s lips on her own, the sensation of being eaten out for the first time in over a month far more intense than she’d been prepared for. Lydia sucked at her clit, teasing it out from its hood before lavishing it with attention with her tongue.
“I can’t believe you were walking around a place like this with no panties, you little slut,” Lydia gasped as she came up for air a moment later, chin glistening with Mia’s juices. Strings of the thick fluids connected the two, and Mia moaned lustily at the sight. Her hand nestled in Lydia’s hair and pulled her forcefully back into her sloppy cunt, grinding herself desperately against the other woman’s face. For her part, Lydia groaned with excitement, and continued to eagerly and diligently devour the delectable dish before her.
“N-not my fault,” Mia moaned as Lydia’s tongue explored her inner folds, lapping up the proof of her arousal. “Some guy stole them while his friend was fucking me!” Her head fell back onto the mattress and she bit down on her free hand to stop herself from screaming.
“That’s so fucking hot, baby girl! Are you having fun being slutty?”
“Yes! God yes! I’ve needed this for so long!” And how long it had been. It was only just now occurring to her that these last few months of buildup had only been the latest in a lifelong string of sexual denial she had inflicted on herself. She loved this new version of herself, and she didn’t want to stop. A part of her wondered if she could convince Simon to keep letting her play around after the weekend. Perhaps even after the baby was born. Mia moaned decadently at the thought of Simon waiting at home with the baby while she had her brains fucked out by a stranger and felt herself gush with excitement.
Lydia redoubled her efforts, seemingly keen on making Mia cum as quickly as possible. She attacked Mia’s clit and even delved inside her with a ferocity that might have scared her if it didn’t feel so good. And this time, she realized, there was no need to fear drawing attention when she came, and she could completely surrender herself to the pleasure. With one hand in Lydia’s blonde tresses and the other squeezing her own breast, Mia cried out in ecstasy, screaming for more and pulling her lover’s face into her core.
“Are you gonna cum for me, baby girl?”
“Yes Mommy! Yes, I’m gonna cum so hard for you! Please don’t stop, I need it so bad!”
Mia felt her vision turn white as Lydia’s tongue delved deeper inside her and teased her g-spot while her fingers went to town on her throbbing clit. The dual sensation proved to be too much for Mia and she could feel a tremendous orgasm about to crash into her.
“H-how are you doing that?! How is your tongue so long?!?!” Mia screamed in agonized ecstasy as the pleasure finally overwhelmed her and the climax Lydia had been building up inside her ripped through her body. She cried out wordlessly into the room, fingers gripped tightly in Lydia’s hair, legs twitching against her chest as she convulsed on the mattress. When was the last time that she had cum on a bed? When she could throw her head back as the feeling overtook her without fear of pain? As she thrashed under Lydia’s continued assault, unable to form the words to beg her for mercy, Mia felt her vision going dark around the edges. She was unable to breath, but still Lydia continued. She couldn’t come down from the orgasm, instead riding the overwhelming sensations well beyond the point it would normally stop. To the point that it was exquisitely painful, the overstimulation blending with the pleasurable waves of her climax.
Mia’s eyes started to roll back in her head, and she feared for a moment that she would black out. She could feel something building in her core that she couldn’t understand, like another orgasm was about to hit her even when the first had never stopped. It frightened and excited her in equal measure and her voice raised on octave as she careened towards the edge, completely out of control and at the mercy of Lydia’s tongue.
“W-what’s happening?!” she could barely choke out the words, sucking in air to fill her aching lungs. The sensations finally crashed over her and the dam broke, another wave of mind numbingly intense pleasure washing over body and sending her into another bout of screaming and thrashing on the mattress. Mia felt like her mind was melting under the relentless pleasure of Lydia’s mouth. She felt the pressure between her legs release suddenly, and with it all the tension in her body, all at once. Something shot out of her, and Lydia’s lips sealed around her pussy, thirstily sucking up the juices that she was squirting. It suddenly dawned on Mia that Lydia had made her squirt for the first time in her life, and was even now dragging that sensation out and drinking deep of the fruits of her labor. Mia’s mind shattered, explosions of color going off like fireworks as her orgasm continued unabated, far beyond anything that she’d ever experienced before. By the time Lydia finally released her, Mia had collapsed limply on the bed, eyes glazed and breathing shallow.
“Did you like that, baby girl?” Lydia’s voice was smug, and Mia wanted nothing more than to sing her praises. But all that she could muster was a whimper and a nod, unable to form words in the wake of the overwhelming pleasure that she had been gifted. She lay there, twitching in the afterglow as she sought to catch her breath and return to control of her body. “Anyone ever make you do that before?” Mia shook her head, much to Lydia’s delight. “Oooh, so I managed to steal a first, huh? I wonder if there are any others that I can snag from your husband.”
The words hung in the air for a moment before they registered and Mia looked at her in confusion.
“I never said I was married.” She hadn’t been able to mask the trepidation in her voice, but even her nervousness seemed to add to her arousal in her current state. Lydia’s laugh sent tingles running up and down her spine, and she had to fight the urge to leap into the other woman’s arms.
“If you don’t want people to know you’re married, maybe don’t wear a wedding ring, sweetheart.”
Mia looked at her left hand, the ring glinting in the light of the hotel room and felt her face flush with embarrassment. Of course she’d left it on, she basically never took it off. She let out a sheepish giggle and Lydia climbed into the bed, pulling her head into the valley of her generous bosom.
“It’s ok, baby girl. Lots of girls play around on the side. I’m certainly not one to judge. Is hubby not giving it you good enough? Or was this all his idea?”
Mia met the other woman’s gaze, unsure of how much of her and Simon’s game she should share with this stranger. At the same time, submitting to Lydia was far more fun that she had anticipated, and she wanted to give her more.
“To be honest,” her voice was muffled by Lydia’s chest, and Mia couldn’t help but to start kissing and sucking at her breasts between words. “Both. He can’t give me what I need, and so he set me loose here to see if I could find it.” She pulled Lydia’s breasts out of their confinement, and began to suck hungrily at her nipples. Her breasts were so much larger than Mia’s and she couldn’t seem to get enough of them. Lydia certainly seemed to enjoy the attention, based on the way she softly moaned while stroking Mia’s hair.
“So, what’s wrong? Can’t keep it up? Too small? Tell me how I can make your day, baby girl. I wanna rock your world and send you back to hubby dreaming about me.”
Mia moaned into Lydia’s breast, her hands groping the soft flesh as her mouth worked the other woman’s sensitive nipples. Her pussy was dripping with excitement and she wanted to give herself completely to Lydia in that moment.
“Too big,” she whimpered pitifully. “His cock is monstrous and I can’t take it without it hurting a lot of the time. And he can never cut loose and fuck me the way I want him to. When we tried back in college…well it wasn’t pretty.”
Lydia licked her lips with excitement, and Mia could see the lust in her paramour’s eyes. The other woman was squirming in place, rubbing her thighs together in a way that was all too familiar to Mia.
“Are you serious?! How big are we talking?”
Mia sat back and positioned her hands several inches apart to indicate his length and was met with a gasp from Lydia. When she put her fingers together in a circle to indicate a width comparable to a soda can, Lydia’s jaw nearly hit the floor and her eyelids fluttered. Mia could see her practically drooling at the thought of Simon’s monster cock, and she was filled with a sense of pride in her husband and arousal at the thought of him seducing another woman. Her mind quickly filled with images of this busty vixen on her back with Simon plowing into her full tilt while Mia watched.
“Holy shit! How are you not dead? You’re so tiny!”
“We’re very careful,” Mia laughed guiltily. “But to be honest, I do feel bad that I’m not able to give him the pleasure that he deserves. But every time I bring it up, he waves it off and tells me not to worry about it.”
“Well,” Lydia grinned mischievously and bit her lip. “If you ever decide to loan him out, give me a call. I wouldn’t mind trying to ride a monster like that!”
Mia shivered with excitement, and more images of Lydia and Simon locked in a passionate embrace filled her mind. Her breathing quickened and she could feel her nipples hardening against the fabric of her costume and she had to fight to not moan.
“But what about your boyfriend? Wouldn’t he mind?”
Lydia licked her lips and crawled sensually towards her, closing the meager distance between them until Mia could feel the heat of her body on her skin. One hand reached out to caress Mia’s thigh, and she whimpered pitifully. That hand slowly slid up her body until it reached her chin, tilting her gaze to meet Lydia’s.
“I can think of something that might make him ok with it,” she purred, her tongue darting out across Mia’s lips. This time, she did moan and her eyes fluttered as Lydia pulled her into a kiss before tackling her back onto the bed.
The two women practically attacked each other, kissing like they were trying to devour the other. Their tongues dueled for supremacy while their hands teased the other’s breasts. It wasn’t long before their moaning filled the room, and Mia felt herself folding under the more dominant woman’s pressure. Soon Lydia was on all fours above her, pinning her hands down by the wrist, both of their chests heaving with exertion and lust.
“Please,” Mia whimpered, meeting Lydia’s hungry gaze from below.
“Please what?” Lydia’s tone was stern and commanding, and Mia felt herself gush.
“Please make me cum again, Mommy. I’ve never cum like that in my life and I want more!”
The smug grin that split Lydia’s face sent delicious tingles through her entire body. Her nipples and clit were throbbing with pulses of erotic pleasure, and she squirmed beneath the intensity of Lydia’s gaze. It was like she was a fly caught in the web of a spider, and she ached to be devoured.
“I’m going to let go of you, but you better not move or I’ll have to punish you. Am I clear?”
Mia nodded excitedly, ready for whatever Lydia had in mind for her. When the busty woman released her wrists, she fought the urge to clasp them to her chest. As much as the idea of being punished excited her, she didn’t want to risk misbehaving. She wanted to be rewarded. She wanted to be praised. The need building in her core was like an inferno running out of control through her body, and the only thing that could quench it in that moment was Lydia.
She watched as Lydia dug through her suitcase and returned with several silk ribbons. Seeing Mia exactly as she had left her, she gave another smile dripping with condescension. Like a conqueror lording her victory over a defeated rival. Mia’s back unconsciously arched and she moaned breathily as she stared up at the woman that had so thoroughly dominated her.
“Such a good girl,” Lydia purred, and another pulse of pleasure rippled out from Mia’s pussy. “I’m going to enjoy playing with you so much.”
Mia’s heart was pounding in her chest, and she couldn’t take her eyes off Lydia’s magnificent breasts, not even to acknowledge the ribbons in her hands. When she crawled onto the bed and leaned over her, Mia lifted her head to capture one of Lydia’s erect nipples between her lips and sucked hard. She savored the moan that slipped out of her lover’s mouth, and whimpered in pleasure as Lydia lowered her chest down, the weight of her tit smothering Mia. This did nothing to dull her enthusiasm, and she hungrily nursed from the heavy mound, taking as much into her mouth as she could fit. She flicked and rolled her tongue along the sensitive nub and sucked hard against the doughy flesh. Lydia’s moans grew in volume until she lifted herself up, freeing her tit from Mia’s mouth. Before she could voice a complaint, Lydia dropped the full weight of the other one onto her face. Mia immediately went back to work, devouring Lydia’s breast like it was her last meal and answering Lydia’s moans of pleasure with her own.
So engaged was she in her feast, that Mia didn’t even notice Lydia binding her wrists with the ribbons. When she finally sat up, Mia found that she couldn’t follow after her, and was left reaching for air with her tongue. Her hands had been secured to the bed’s frame, leaving her trapped and at Lydia’s mercy. She had felt like a fly in a web before, but now the image seemed even more appropriate, and she wriggled on the sheets with excitement. Before she could say anything, Lydia placed a finger on her lips and looked down with eyes full of lustful hunger.
“Don’t you fret, baby girl. Mommy’s gonna give you just what you deserve. But first…” Mia’s eyes went wide as Lydia lifted the last of the ribbons. It was a darker, heavier material than the others, and was just the right width to cover her eyes. Sure enough, Lydia leaned down and proceeded to tie the soft blindfold around her head before placing a gentle kiss on her lips. She leaned in further and whispered in Mia’s ear. “I’m gonna make you mine, baby girl. Your silly hubby never should have let you loose in a place like this. Are you ready to make him regret it?”
“Yes…” she gasped, her voice a raspy whisper. Her throat was dry, even as her mouth was salivating. She had to admit that part of her had been wondering how she’d be able to go back to how things were after this. Her mind flashed back to Duke fucking her in the storage room, and how that quickie had been better than most of the sex she’d ever had with Simon. And now Lydia had opened her eyes to levels of pleasure that she’d never dared to dream of, and was promising even more. She felt guilty for it all, but it had been Simon’s idea to send her into this. He’d been the one to raise the stakes. He’d been the one to deny her for a month to ensure she was half mad with lust. And he’d been the one that decided to let her walk this path completely on her own while he sat in their room. So why shouldn’t he be the one to regret it if things got out of hand? She shivered at the wicked thought and the images of all the ways that prediction could come to pass flashed through her mind.
Her body was quivering with anticipation as Lydia roughly opened her top, baring her breasts before squeezing the small mounds in her warm hands. Mia moaned as her lover teased her oversensitive tits, rolling them in her hands and tweaking her hardened nipples. She gasped when she felt Lydia’s tongue on them, circling first one then the other before pushing them together and teasing them both at once. Mia squirmed underneath her, hips bucking with desperate need as she endured Lydia’s sadistic teasing.
“I just love fucking in cosplay,” Lydia mused, sitting back and straddling Mia’s waist. “Something about leaving the costumes on while baring just enough to get at one another just makes me so wet. See?” A moment later a finger soaked with Lydia’s nectar was forced into Mia’s mouth and she licked it clean like she was dying of thirst. Lydia moaned at the display, and let Mia continued to fellate her finger long after it had been cleaned. “But I think the best part about it is the way the costume always seems to get…filthy.” Her hand traced along the cum stains on Mia’s top, a souvenir from her threesome in the dark. “And to think you not only got it dirty, but you kept walking around looking for more! You’re an insatiable little slut, aren’t you?”
“Yes,” Mia’s voice was faint, still barely a whisper. Being bound and blindfolded like this was a first, and she was torn between nervousness and excitement.
“Ooh what’s wrong baby girl? You seem worried.”
“I’ve never done this before. Simon’s never tied me up like this, and I’ve never been blindfolded for sex.” The words came spilling out before she could try to stop them. So eager was she to please her new mistress, that she would have told her anything in that moment. Even…
“Oh my god, seriously?!” Lydia’s laughter was like bells tinkling Mia’s soul. She felt herself melt at the sound of it, and knew in that moment she would do almost anything to hear it again. “Well, I did want to steal another first, but I didn’t think it would be something this simple. What else can I steal from him?”
Lydia’s hands slid over Mia’s body as she asked, caressing her breasts, her stomach, and even reaching down between her legs to tease her pussy. Mia bit her lip as she tried to think of anything she could offer up to her goddess.
“Has he made you cum with just your breasts?”
Mia shook her head.
“Has he played with this hole?” Her finger traced Mia’s asshole gently, and she shook her head again. “Yeah that makes sense, given that monster he’s packing. Ooooh! Has he ever made you pass out?” Another shake of her head, this one more hesitant. Lydia crowed triumphantly. “Oh, I’m going to have fun with you tonight, baby girl.”
Then, suddenly, Lydia was off the bed. Mia had no idea where she’d gone until she heard more shuffling from the direction of the suitcase. After a minute or so, there was the sound of a lid popping and then Lydia moaned.
“Ooh I forgot how good that felt,” she gasped. “Been too long since I played with this one, so I’ll definitely thank you for the opportunity, Mia. And I know just how to show you my appreciation.”
There was a hungry note in Lydia’s voice that thrilled and frightened her in equal measure. Once more she felt like the fly trapped by the spider, and once more she felt her pussy gushing at her own helplessness. She squirmed on the bed, unsure of what to expect. The bed shifted as Lydia climbed on and suddenly she grabbed Mia’s thighs and pushed them back up into her chest again. Mia swallowed and gripped the silky ribbons that bound her hands. She felt something warm and wet press against her entrance and let out a shuddering moan.
Slowly, Lydia eased the lifelike dildo into her body and the two moaned in unison as it filled her up. When their hips met, Lydia kissed her hungrily before gasping into her mouth.
“Let me know when you get used to it, baby girl. Then the real fun will start.”
Before Mia could ask what she meant, Lydia began to pump into her at a slow but steady pace. Each time she pulled nearly the entire length out before driving back in as deep as she could go, adjusting the angle slightly to get the best reactions out of her. Each time their hips met they would both moan, and Mia desperately craned her neck in an attempt to reach Lydia’s lips again.
“What do you want, baby girl? Use your words.”
“Please, kiss me…”
“What will you give me if I do?”
“Anything! You can do anything to me, just kiss me please!”
Lydia licked Mia’s lips teasingly, but wouldn’t let her close the distance. She buried the full length of her shaft into Mia, relishing the way that her whole body quivered underneath her.
“Anything?”
“Yes!”
“Open your mouth and stick out your tongue.”
Mia obeyed instantly, her tongue reaching up to try and taste her lover once again. But she never reached her. After a moment, something wet landed on her tongue, and given their positions there was only one thing that it could be.
“Swallow, baby girl.”
Again, she obeyed, closing her mouth and swallowing Lydia’s spit.
“Such a good girl. Do you want more?”
“Yes,” she gasped, surprised by how much she meant it. Lydia moaned and started to thrust again, and when Mia opened her mouth to moan in pleasure, she dripped more of her saliva into her mouth. Before Mia could respond, Lydia had finally closed the distance and the two were kissing as Lydia built up a steady, forceful pace. The two moaned into each other’s mouths, tongues wrestling as they locked lips. Finally, Lydia seemed to think that Mia was ready for it.
“Ready, baby girl?”
Mia nodded, still unsure of what she was agreeing to, but desperate for whatever pleasure Lydia had in store for her.
There was a click, she wasn’t sure from where, and the strap-on started to vibrate inside of her. Both women simultaneously cried out in pleasure.
“Oh fuck!” Mia practically screamed. The vibrations weren’t overly intense, but it wasn’t just the buzzing that she was accustomed to from such toys. The entire shaft seemed to be revolving and gyrating inside her, stimulating every part of her pussy in ways she had never anticipated.
“It’s so good right?” Lydia moaned breathily against her lips as she continued thrusting. Mia could only nod, her voice trapped in her throat as the toy drove into her depths. It was like a tentacle was running wild inside her, and her back arched involuntarily as another climax approached. “Ohmigod I forgot how good this feels! I’ve missed using this so fucking much!”
The two continued bucking their hips against one another, moaning into each other’s mouths as they kissed. Lydia released Mia’s legs, only for the smaller woman to immediately wrap them around her lover’s waist, pulling her in tight. Their breasts mashed against one another, nipples teasing each other as Lydia’s pace increased.
“I’m gonna cum, Im gonna cum, Im gonna cum!” Mia babbled as Lydia continued to rail her. The toy was like nothing that Mia had ever felt before and she could feel her head going fuzzy as it forced a monstrous orgasm out of her. She threw her head back and screamed her pleasure to the whole room, uncaring if the entire hotel heard her. But Lydia never relented. Her own breathing was ragged with pleasure and her moans were reaching a crescendo. Before Mia’s orgasm ended, Lydia’s ripped through her and the two were pressed tight against one another screaming in ecstatic pleasure. Even with the thrusting stalled, the toy never stopped moving inside her, and Mia felt her orgasm dragging out the way it had on Lydia’s tongue before. Her breath caught in her throat and she was unable to speak as the toy continued its terrible ministrations. She felt Lydia smile against her ear.
“It’s amazing, isn’t it?” There was a note of pain lacing her voice, as if Mia weren’t the only one feeling overstimulated. She absently wondered what exactly the toy was doing to Lydia, but before she could ask, the other woman began thrusting again. The second orgasm was about to crash into her again. The same pressure was building in her core, and she knew what was about to happen. With a wordless scream, she released again, squirting all over the fake cock buried in her pussy and coating Lydia with it. “Yes! Just like that, baby girl! Cum for Mommy! Keep cumming for me!”
Mia collapsed as the sensations completely overwhelmed her. She was still riding the second orgasm and she was certain that a third was about to hit her, but she had no energy to move. The relentless assault of the toy was breaking her, and she loved it. Her body began to quake as her climax tore through her yet again, and the last thing she heard was Lydia’s cry of triumphant pleasure as she passed out under her.
~~~
Back in her hotel room, Mia was watching Simon stroke himself to the sounds of Lydia forcing that massive orgasm out of her. Her own hands were busy under the covers and she fought to keep her voice down so as not to alert him that she was awake. It was amusing to hear everything like this, and she couldn’t help but giggle at the sound of Lydia fretting over her after she had passed out. The two had taken a short break after this before Lydia had dived in to eat her pussy to another couple of orgasms before riding her face. Simon seemed to have already heard this part as he turned off the player and leaned back with a quiet groan, still stroking his massive cock. Unable to resist any longer, Mia crawled out of bed and snuck up on her husband before slipping her cum covered fingers into his mouth. If he was startled, he did a good job of hiding it, and instead just proceeded to suck her fingers clean. Little jolts of pleasure ran through Mia at the sensation, and her eyelids fluttered as she moaned. She stared down at his cock, precum running freely from his tip, and decided that he’d earned a little reward.
Mia leaned over him, wrapping her lips around his head and sucking hard while her hands gripped his shaft and stroked him roughly. She let her drool run down his shaft, lubricating her strokes and moaned around his head.
“Fuck that feels so good, babe,” Simon moaned, his hands clenched into fists. Mia wiggled her butt at him and he reached out and gripped it in his massive paw. He kneaded the flesh eagerly as she continued to suckle and stroke his cock, his moans rising in volume as she pleasured him. Her drool continued to coat his shaft and her hands, running down to his balls before dripping odd onto the floor. It seemed like Mia was trying to take a little more of his length into her mouth, but the angle made it difficult. She settle for continuing as she had been, working him closer and closer to his inevitable climax.
With one hand gripping her ass and the other clutching her crimson hair, Simon threw his head back and moaned. He could practically feel his balls churning as Mia continued to suck and slather his head, and he could feel the pressure rising up through his cock towards a massive explosion. He couldn’t hold back much longer, but he didn’t want the sensation to end. But as Mia increased the pace of her attack, he felt himself lose the battle with his own body. His eyes rolled back in his head and his cock erupted as he cried out in pleasure. Again and again his cock spasmed, firing rope after rope of hot cum into his wife’s willing mouth. It was the first time in months that he’d felt her lips on his cock and he’d not realized just how much he’d missed them. After he finished, Mia stood, mouth closed tight and turned to face him. A wicked grin crossed her features and before Simon could escape, she captured his face with her hands and leaned in to give him a kiss. A moment later, he felt his own load flow past his lips as Mia aggressively kissed him. He groaned lightly at the sensation, but returned his wife’s kiss with equal fervor. It was his fault for forgetting about her favorite “prank” after all.
~~~
Mia emerged from the shower, wrapped in only a towel, to a box of fresh pancakes waiting for her courtesy of Simon. She hopped up onto the bed and began shoveling food into her mouth, only just now realizing how hungry she was. The warm shower had relaxed her muscles and eased the tension somewhat, but residual exhaustion from the previous days escapades still hung over her like a cloud. She could already tell that it was going to be a long day. But despite that, she couldn’t help but shiver with excitement. Today would be the start of the con proper, and the crowds would be much thicker and, she hoped, more adventurous.
“So, what’s the plan for today?” Simon asked, indicating the closet where she’d hung up her outfits for the weekend. Mia leaned back, lips pouting slightly as she thought.
“Well, I was originally going to wear GMG Erza again today. But that’s a bust given certain…outcomes yesterday.”
Simon laughed at that, nodding his agreement. In addition to the rather obvious cum stains on the top, the back of the skirt had been soaked through by Mia’s own excretions. The whole outfit was thoroughly ruined, and he knew that Mia didn’t trust the in house laundry at hotels.
“Yeah, that’s probably not going to be very comfortable, anyway.” His tone was cheery and playful, and Mia couldn’t help but laugh back. “Well, it’s a good thing I went out this morning, then.”
Mia cocked her head in confusion, unsure what he was talking about. He lifted her con badge off the table, and gave her a proud smile.
“I figured you might need a backup plan given the state of your costume, so I grabbed your badge while you were asleep and got down to the Dealer’s Room in time for it to open. There’s usually a costume shop at these places, so I grabbed something that I thought would work and bought it for you! Although, to be honest, I’m not 100% how well it will fit. They’re imports so it’s all Asian sizing, and I remember how that’s gone in the past.”
Mia nodded, remembering the “Extra Large” dress she’d purchased several years back at a convention that she’d been completely unable to get into. But, if he’d found something that might work for her, it was worth a shot. Besides, she was curious to see what kind of costume Simon had picked out for her to wear.
She finished up her breakfast, although at this point it was practically brunch, and wandered over to the closet to see what he had in store for her. She found the costume easily, as it was the only thing in the closet that she hadn’t placed there herself, and felt her face flush. She looked over at him, taking in his sheepishly excited grin.
“You’re kidding me.”
~~~
Several minutes later, Mia emerged from the bathroom in costume. Remembering Lydia’s advice from the previous day, she’d left her wedding ring on the bathroom sink while she changed and she felt naked without it. Or maybe that was the outfit. Mia was squeezed into a playboy bunny style costume, complete with cuffs, collar, and rabbit ear headband. Her legs were covered in sheer black stockings and the top of the leotard barely covered her nipples. She could already tell it would give her trouble, as she’d had to adjust it several times. Pulling the top up caused it to ride up, and fixing the bottom made her feel like her tits were about to fall out of the skimpy outfit. She wasn’t even able to wear panties with it, so tightly did it cling to her body, and when she bent over the snap at the bottom threatened to come undone. One wrong move and she’d be giving easy access to some lucky bystander.
Despite how much she worried that the too small costume would malfunction on her, the danger also sent a thrill through her. Combined with the hungry look on Simon’s face, Mia knew that this was exactly what she wanted to wear today. She could imagine other men staring at her the same way that he was now, and she felt her pussy drench at the thought of being served up on a platter like this.
“There’s only one problem,” Simon said, his face suddenly thoughtful. “Come here.”
Mia walked across the room, acutely aware of how even that short distance cause the leotard to ride up her ass. Before she could adjust it, Simon had reached between her legs and undone the clasp with a flick of his wrist. Mia’s face flushed at how easily it came apart, the tension of the garment suddenly releasing with the smallest of movements. This was going to be very dangerous indeed. She bit her lip in excitement as her mind ran through a half dozen ways that this could go “poorly” for her today.
She was snapped out of her reverie by a slight tearing sound and the feel of air on her pussy. Then, as quickly as it appeared, it was gone, replaced by Simon’s warm hand resetting the clasp and patting her lightly on her pussy. Mia’s knees buckled and she moaned, her nipples hardening at his touch.
“What did you just do?”
“I made a hole. That way you won’t have to get undressed just to go to the bathroom. Or, you know, whatever.” His playful smile made her blush and she slapped his shoulder.
“Ass! You’re lucky these nylons are cheap.” As much as Mia wanted to pretend to be angry she couldn’t maintain the facade. Simon’s actions had only added to her excitement, and she was already imagining the look on someone’s face when they discovered her secret. For a brief moment, looking at the way that Simon was devouring her with his gaze, she toyed with the idea of forgetting the game and just spending the rest of the weekend riding his dick. Maybe seeing if Lydia wanted to join them. A shiver ran through her at the thought and she bit the tip of her finger as she considered it.
Shaking her head clear she gathered up her things into a clutch (no pockets today), brushed her teeth and took her medicine.
“Are you still taking those?” Simon asked as she swallowed the fertility boosters.
“Yeah, should I not be?”
“Well, I just figured that you’re already ovulating right? And I can’t imagine that the effects on your,” he fumbled with the word for a moment. “Secretions would be lessened that much if you aren’t actively taking them. So it’s just gonna be the side effects, right? Sorry, I should have said something before.”
“No big deal,” Mia shrugged dismissively. “I think I can handle being a little extra horny and sensitive for one more day.” She felt her nipples harden against the material of her top as she said it, certain that Simon was right and it would have been better to go without the pill. But at the same time, she loved the way that they made her feel and she wanted to get the most out of them this weekend that she could. After all, hadn’t they been torturing her for an entire month so far? What was the worst that could happen?
She gave Simon a quick kiss on the cheek, holding a finger to his lips with a tsk as he tried to pull her in for a deep kiss.
“Not until the countdown is done, sweetie. I shouldn’t have given you that little treat earlier, but you just looked so tasty that I couldn’t help myself.”
Simon groaned, but let her go and she walked out of the room with a mischievous smile and a wave. The door closed behind her and she was alone in the hallway. He hadn’t turned on the radio yet since the elevator would interfere with the signal, and so she had a few minutes of silence as she walked down the surprisingly empty hallway. She double checked the time on her phone, confirming that it was already after 11, meaning that most of the attendees had already been at the con for at least a couple hours. She would have preferred an earlier start, but she couldn’t play if she wasn’t rested.
Mia hit the call button on the elevator and waited patiently in the empty lobby, trying to keep her breathing steady. Every shift of her weight she felt like her costume would slip and expose her and she could feel herself starting to shiver with a combination of excitement and the chill of the hotel A/C.
Out of the corner of her eye she saw someone else join her, a young man dressed as Dean Winchester if she had to guess. He was certainly cute enough, and Mia wondered if she should make a move first for a change. It might be fun to be on the other side, and it would undoubtedly drive Simon wild. She noticed “Dean” staring at her chest, attempting (and failing) to be subtle about it, and risked a glance down only to blush. The thin material of the leotard was stretched so tightly across her chest that her nipples were clearly visible through it. She hadn’t noticed in the dimmer lighting of the room, but now out in the well-lit hallway it was painfully obvious. On top of that, the walk to the elevator had caused the bottom to ride up again, her ass-cheeks seemingly intent on devouring the already skimpy outfit.
Keeping an eye on Dean in the corner of her eye, Mia reached back and ran a finger under her leotard, quickly readjusting the material. His gaze snapped back to her hand before returning to her chest. With an exaggerated sigh, she pulled up her top as well, shimmying to make her breasts “fit” better in to the costume, and inadvertently giving herself a slight cameltoe. Dean’s eyes bugged out at the display and she could see him practically drooling. The too-small costume may not have been especially comfortable, but it was certainly doing its job, and Mia fought the urge to squirm under Dean’s intense gaze, instead pretending to be preoccupied with her phone.
“So, uh, excited for the convention?” Dean asked awkwardly, clearly unsure of how to approach her.
“Mhm,” she mumbled, keeping her eyes on her phone while watching him out of the corner of her eye. She relished the way that he devoured her with his gaze in a bizarre echo of the way that Simon had been just moments before. When the elevator finally arrived, they both took up position at the back, Mia never taking her gaze off this handsome stranger.
“I like your costume. Really sexy.”
“Thanks, I like yours too!” Mia flashed him a smile before “returning” her attention to her phone. He took the opportunity to shift a little closer, and she held her breath in anticipation. Even though she’d been considering being the aggressor for once, here she was eagerly awaiting another man to pounce on her. Although, she supposed that, in a way, she’d been on the offense with Duke as he hadn’t been intending to get in her panties. The memory of the encounter in the supply closet made her face flush and her pussy moisten. She really wanted to fuck Duke again. She had an inkling that she’d only gotten a taste of what he was capable of, and she wanted more.
Before Dean could take action, the elevator stopped and several more congoers piled in. The next floor was the same, as was the next. Soon the elevator was heavily crowded and Mia had been forced to shift sideways to make room. Dean had taken the opportunity to sidle up next to her, and was now pressed against her backside. A light gasp escaped Mia’s lips as he pressed his already hardening cock into her ass and his hands rested casually on her hips, absently drawing circles with his fingers. If no one knew any better, it could be mistaken for the casual intimacy of a couple and Mia bit her lip at the thought. His hand began to casually drift up her stomach to her breast and she barely suppressed a moan as his hand closed around the sensitive mound. A quick look around showed that no one was looking at them, and she allowed herself to melt back against him. He continued to grope her breast, teasing her nipple through her costume, while his other hand gently caressed her pussy.
Mia’s legs grew shakier with every passing second, using all of her strength to keep from crying out at his touch. She could feel him grinding his cock against her ass, and she pressed back against him, daring him to go further. He nibbled on her ear and she had to resist the urge to run her fingers through his hair and pull him down into her neck. Almost like he was reading her mind, he worked down the length of it, planting gentle kisses before licking the hickey that Duke had left there the previous day. He returned to her ear and whispered.
“Someone’s been naughty.”
Mia just nodded, grinding herself back against her molester, no longer caring if she alerted the others in the elevator to her situation. Part of her hoped they would notice and join in, and for a moment she imagined being gang banged in an elevator and let out a shuddering gasp. It was fortunately covered up by the ding of the elevator as they finally reached the first floor, and the crowd on congoers rushed out of the open doors like water through a broken dam. Mia found herself dragged along in the current, separated from her would be playmate. She looked back and saw him trying to get back to her, but a sudden coyness came over her and she simply smiled back at him and waved before wandering into the crowd. Maybe he’d find her later and punish her for ditching him like that. It wouldn’t be difficult, they were staying on the same floor after all. Mia bit her lip at the thought of him finding her later and having his wicked way with her. This was going to be a fun day.
Shortly after that, Mia was in the Dealer’s Room, the massive collection of vendor stands hawking various wares ranging from figurines to DVDs and all manner of other items. The room was fairly crowded, as she had anticipated, and for a while she allowed herself to be carried by the current of the crowd with no real destination in mind. She and Simon chatted lightly about the items she saw on display, making a note to check back on certain things he might be interested in. She felt bad that he was going to spend the whole weekend holed up in their room, but he’d been worried that his presence would frighten off any potentials. Mia had pointed out that he could just wander around, but he’d admitted that it would be too tempting to follow her which would have ruined the games. So he had instead elected to just stay put in the room, save for the occasional quick run out for food or to use the pool.
It was nearly half an hour before anyone in the Dealer’s Room got bold. She’d been adjusting her costume for what felt like the hundredth time, when a hand lightly caressed her ass as someone walked past her. A few moments later, another hand cupped her ass and squeezed it and she could feel the frame of her molester before he moved away. She kept walking along, shoulders brushing with the other congoers when a third had slid along her pussy all the way to her hip before breaking contact. By this point her face was as red as her hair, and Simon could tell from her breathing that she was getting excited.
“Try looking at a stand,” he suggested huskily, clearly getting into this himself. “Maybe if you’re standing still, they’ll get braver.”
Mia absently nodded and pushed her way through the crowd to a stand that was selling DVD sets. A quick look at the table showed the videos to all be pornographic in nature, and her cheeks darkened with embarrassment. She could imagine what she looked like, adjusting her too small bunny-girl costume while staring lustily at porn, and she started to squirm as her pussy flooded. Her breathing was heavy and ragged as she absentmindedly tugged her costume back into place, eyeing some promising looking discs and waiting for someone to do something to her.
It took a moment, but sure enough Simon had been right. Fingers traced her shoulders and her back, hands groped her shapely ass, and someone reached between her legs to feel along her pussy. She bit her lip and spread her legs slightly, but her molester seemed to have moved on. A moment later, her breath hitched in her throat as a man pressed against her, leaning over her shoulder to examine and ultimately purchase a few particularly spicy looking hentais, his hard cock pressed into her ass the entire time. As soon as he stepped away, someone else rushed forward, effectively pinning Mia in place against the table. At first she thought he would just shop like the other, but his fingers were soon teasing her pussy over the material of the costume. Mia’s head dropped, and she fought the urge to moan, even as she pushed her hips back against him, begging him with her hips to keep going.
After a minute of this treatment his fingers found the clasp of the costume and deftly opened it before driving his fingers into her. This time she couldn’t stop the moaning, and felt her knees buckle as he roughly fingered her dripping pussy. She could feel herself starting to build towards an orgasm, and her panting moans rose slightly in volume. Just as his pace increased, likely in response to her rising excitement, the vendor approached her.
“Everything all right, ma’am?”
Mia’s eyes snapped up to the source of the gruff voice that had somehow pierced the sounds of the crowd and her haze of lust. Her eyelids fluttered and her face flushed as she looked up at him, the stranger’s fingers still plowing away between her legs. He looked like an almost stereotypical older nerd, with long graying hair pulled into a ponytail, a graphic tee with his store’s logo pulled over a slight gut and a pair of dark sweatpants. She didn’t even try to hide the rapturous look on her face and stared at him with glassy eyed lust as her body quivered with shame and arousal at being caught like this.
“Uh huh,” she whimpered, uncertain of what he’d even said, just not wanting him to stop her molester.
“Are you sure you’re ok?” There was a hint of genuine concern in his voice, offset slightly by the pervy gleam in his eyes and the obvious tenting of his pants. But it was nice of him to ask at least.
“Uh huh.”
The man behind her found her clit with his finger and started to tease and roll it. Mia visibly shuddered and moaned, eyes rolling back slightly as she pushed her hips back into the mystery hand, desperate for more. The vendor smiled sleazily and reached forward to grab her tit. Another moan from Mia and her chest pushing out further into his hand was all the encouragement he needed. Without asking, he pulled her top down exposing her breasts and started to tease and tweak her nipples. Several of the other customers stopped their shopping to watch this lurid display, and Mia arched her back to give them all a show. The pushed in around her, running hands along her body, searching for exposed flesh, squeezing her breasts and ass, and even joining the hands in between her legs. She lowered her head and gasped for breath as they overwhelmed her with the flood of sensation. Her body started to quake and with a desperate cry she came for them before collapsing to her knees in front of the table, gasping for breath.
Mia’s grateful gaze rose back up to the vendor and noted the sizeable bulge in his pants with a lick of her lips. He noticed this, and grabbed his crotch with a lewd grin.
“Hey there, miss, I’ve got a special discount program that you might be interested in. Whaddya say?”
Mia nodded eagerly, and crawled underneath the table and away from the rest of the crowd. There was a chorus of disappointed groans as she vanished, but the vendor shooed them away.
“Buy something or get lost!”
He had pulled up a chair and plopped down in front of Mia, who quickly fished his cock out of his pants and proceeded to slowly stroke him, taking a moment to appreciate its size and shape. She leaned in and planted a kiss on his head, her tongue darting out to bathe it. She worked her way down his shaft, planting kisses along its length while he continued to sell his videos above her. Something about the way that he didn’t even slow down in his sales while she worked on his cock excited her immensely. She licked him from base to crown before swallowing his head and proceeding to bob along his length. His size was manageable, and she worked more and more of him into her mouth with each downward stroke. She moaned around his shaft as she worked, her own fingers getting busy between her legs. Confident that the noise of the crowds would cover the worst of the sounds that she made, Mia proceeded to suck him harder. She forced herself to gag on his length over and over, and her spit ran down his length as she slurped up his cock. She went out of her way to make it as sloppy as possible, both for his benefit and for Simon’s. She could hear her husband’s heavy breathing in her ear and worked harder to interrupt the vendor’s sales.
Mia increased her pace, plunging further and further down until his entire length was buried in her throat. His hand came to rest on her head, holding her there for a moment while he vigorously thrusted into her mouth. She couldn’t hear what he was saying, but his voice sounded strained and she fought harder to make him cum. Soon enough, both of his hands were in her hair and her crowed as his cock erupted in her mouth, coating her tongue and throat with his hot load. Mia moaned around him again and continued to work his shaft with her tongue and lips to milk every last drop out of him. When he finally fell back in his seat, flaccid cock slipping past her lips, he lifted the cloth to look down at her. One hand was working her pussy while the other teased her still naked breast, and she opened her mouth to show him the load he’d deposited.
“Holy fuck…” he groaned at her display, his eyes growing wide as she started to cum there on the floor in front of him, his load spilling out of her mouth and running down her chin and onto her tits. She closed her eyes and swallowed the last of his load as she came down and stared up at him almost lovingly.
Mia crawled out from the table, pulling her top back into place as she rose to her feet. She looked over her shoulder at the dumbfounded stares of his customers and sensually scooped up his escaped cum before licking her fingers clean with a moan. She gingerly selected a DVD from the hands of an awestruck young man and after looking it over turned back to the vendor with a sultry smile.
“I’ll take this one.”
“Sweetheart, you can have my wallet for all I care. That was the best head I’ve gotten in years!”
Mia blushed at the praise, and excitedly tucked the movie into a shopping bag. Just as she was about to crawl back under the table and escape into the crowd, he grabbed her arm.
“Actually, there’s another thing I think a girl like you might be interested in.”
In any other circumstance, the skeezy grin on his face would have made her uncomfortable. But, in that moment, Mia was thrilled to see what he had in mind for her next. She nodded excitedly and his grin widened. Signaling to one of his employees to take over, he led her by the arm past a curtain into his inventory space.
Mia felt her heart start to pound, and she immediately started fishing in her purse to retrieve a condom. The vendor noticed this out of the corner of his eyes and chuckled with surprise.
“God damn, girl! You raring to go or what?”
“Isn’t this what you meant?” Mia indicated the privacy afforded by the curtain and boxes with a look of confusion.
“Well, shit,” he snatched the condom out of her fingers. “It is now! Bend over that box for me, slut!”
Shivering in anticipation Mia obediently leaned over the box, flipping the back of her costume up for him and wiggling her ass in anticipation. She heard him tear the wrapper open and looked over her shoulder to watch him slide it on. He marched up to her, gloved cock hanging out over his waistband, and grabbed her ass roughly. He spread her cheeks apart and groaned at the sight of her soaking pussy.
“God, you’ve got a pretty cunt!” He started to line himself up with her entrance and her outer lips spread easily for him. “Always wanted to fuck one of you cosplay sluts!”
“Then do it! Fuck my slutty pussy!”
He pushed himself inside, burying his length in single slow stroke. Mia’s eyes fluttered as he filled her up and long drawn out moan filled the air as he sank into her depths. He slapped her ass before grabbing her by the waist and started pummeling her pussy. There was no build up, no gentle rocking, just hard, bestial fucking, and Mia was certain the sounds of his hips meeting her ass could be heard by the shoppers at his stand. With no reason to hold back, she answered in kind, her loud moaning carrying over the curtain with every brutal thrust.
The vendor’s hands left her waist to free her tits, and Mia arched her back to push the soft mounds into his greedy clutches. His rough kneading and groping combined with the force of his thrusts was exactly what Mia needed and her moans went up an octave in response.
“Fuck yes! Just like that!” She cried out in ecstasy, actively hoping to draw attention to their coupling. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw another vendor down the row poke his head past the partition to investigate, only for his face to turn bright red before he ducked away. Mia felt a mini-orgasm rush through her at the exposure, but it wasn’t enough. She bucked her hips back harder against her lover, squirming from side to side in an attempt to get him to stimulate her G-spot. When the ridge of his cock pressed into it, she gasped and focused her movements to keep him there.
“Goddamn, you’re fucking tight!”
“Yeah? You like that pussy? Then fuck me harder!”
He was only too happy to comply, and his thrusting increased by an order of magnitude. Between the clapping of their bodies and Mia’s cries of ecstasy, she was fairly certain that they could be heard even in the crowd, and she felt her orgasm rapidly approaching at the thought of her unwitting audience.
“Pull my nipples! Tug them hard! FUCK! Just like that!”
The vendor kept pumping away, and Mia could feel his cock throbbing through the condom. He was growling incoherently as he pounded into her with all his might. Her legs started to quiver as she neared her peak, and she could feel his cock starting to swell inside her.
“Oh fuck yes! Cum for me! Cum in me, you fucker!”
With another growl, the vendor started pumping hard and fast, his thrusts erratic but just enough to give Mia what she needed. With a loud cry, both of them came, Mia’s spasming pussy milking every drop out of the condom-clad cock. She felt every pulse of his dick as it shot ropes into the rubber. Finally their frenzied thrusting came to a stop, their bodies pressed together as fought to catch their breaths. They stayed like that for what felt like minutes before he pulled himself out of her.
Mia quickly fixed her costume so that she was covered, but she realized after closing the clasp that the torn flaps of her stockings were sticking out from the sides of the leotard. Her wet pussy was pressed against the stiff material, and her breath shuddered as she involuntarily rubbed her clit against it. She considered putting the material back in place, but decided against it, thinking that the torn nylons would add an extra level of sluttiness to the outfit for those that noticed it.
8
“Whew! That was something else! Anyway, come on. I still have that thing to show you.”
Mia nodded absently and allowed him to guide her along the back area until they reached another of the stands. Before she could look at the merchandise stored here, the vendor opened the curtain and called out.
“Eddie! Hey Eddie! C’mere!”
“What’s up Gerald?” The man that answered was large, muscular, and wore a tight black polo shirt and jeans. His bald head glinted in the light, but he had a friendly demeanor that put Mia at ease.
“I think this lady here has earned a free demo if you take my meaning.”
Eddie looked Mia up and down with a lecherous grin.
“Oh yeah? Sounds good to me. I’ll take care of her!”
The two men shook hands and Gerald patted Mia on the shoulder.
“Have fun, sweetheart. And feel free to stop by anytime this weekend. I’ll be happy to hook you up!”
Eddie waved Mia through the open curtain, and she stepped out into his stand. Unlike Gerald’s there was no merchandise on the table, just pamphlets of some kind. However, in the center of his booth was what looked like large mechanical saddle of some sort. At Eddie’s prompting, she mounted the saddle and he turned out towards the crowd before thumbing a microphone to life.
“Attention Katsu-Kon guests! We have a surprise demonstration of our latest product courtesy of this lovely lady here! Please give her a big hand!”
Several people gathered around the booth, clapping and smiling. All the attention made Mia a little nervous, even as it excited her immensely. She gave the crowd an awkward wave, which several of them returned.
Eddie pulled a palm sized remote out of his pocket and continued with his sales pitch.
“Now some of you may be familiar with the original Saddle-Maxxx and are wondering why you should even consider upgrading to the 2.0 model we have on display here. How could we have possibly improved on perfection you may ask?”
Mia stifled a gasp. The Saddle-Maxxx? Was that what this was? She’d heard of the toy before, but had never seen one in real life. Although, from what she’d heard, calling it a “toy” was an understatement that bordered on the absurd.
“First of all, I would like to reassure everyone that all the features that made the original model so popular are still very much present in the 2.0.” At that he pressed a switch on the remote and the saddle began to vibrate gently, stimulating the entire outside of Mia’s pussy. Another press of the button, and the saddle began to rock slightly underneath her, forcing her to reach forward and grab the horn to maintain her balance. This pressed her clit harder into the textured pad of the saddle and she gasped as the motion caused her to grind against it.
“Ohhhh fuck!”
“As you folks can see, even on low settings, the Saddle-Maxxx does an excellent job of stimulating its rider. But we’ve added some amazing features and accessories that I think you’re going to find really exciting.”
Eddie turned to face Mia, whose face was flushed and eyes were already starting to glaze over. It felt like her entire pussy was vibrating all the way to her womb, and this was still the low setting? She didn’t even bother to try and hide her moans as Eddie pulled her top down to expose her breasts. He fixed a pair of clamps to her nipples, drawing an excited hiss from Mia as her eyes closed. He connected the clamps by a cord to the horn of the saddle causing each shift of the device to tug on her nipples.
“Now these clamps might look ordinary,” Eddie continued, barely paying attention to Mia. Somehow being treated like this was making her even hotter, like she was herself an accessory to be used as part of a sales pitch. She felt her pussy gushing and her legs starting to shake from the intense pleasure. “But they actually have a special Bluetooth link to the Saddle itself. Behold!”