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The Convention

Copyright 2018

We met at a business convention. We had chatted before,  but it was our first time meeting in person. He had told me what he looked like, tall, light blue eyes, facial hair. But I didn’t really care what he looked like, all I knew is that I wanted him inside of me. We met at the bar in the hotel and as soon as our eyes locked we both knew there was no turning back.

We talked over wine, chatted about the event, and laughed about little things. Every once in a while I’d lean into him, whisper how handsome he was and touch his hand. I’d bite my lip for him and he’d hum letting me know exactly what that did to him. At one point he leaned in, our lips only a breath away as he told me exactly how he’d fantasized about me.

Grabbing my hand he led me back up to the rooms. As we went up in the elevator, his hands wrapped around my waist, tugging me against his tall frame. I could feel his hard length pressed against the small of my back. His hands glided down to the seam of my dress, dragging up my soft thighs and making me whimper.

“I’m going to make you mine tonight, baby girl. Do you understand what that means?”

I whimpered and leaned back against his broad chest. “That I’m yours,” I whispered and he groaned as he bent down and kissed me. His tongue tangling with mine in a slow, languid dance that had my pussy on fire.

“Fuck, I want you,” he stated hoarsely against my lips.

I moaned as his fingertips dragged along my mound. Barely touching me, yet lighting me up in every way possible. I clung to his arm as the elevator doors opened. As soon as we reached his room he lifted me up and I quickly wrapped my legs around his waist. His lips captured mine in a searing kiss as he pressed me up against the door slamming it shut with our bodies.

I mewled as his hard cock pressed up against my pussy, grinding into me and making my cunt drip with need.

“Please, Daddy,” I whispered against his lips.

He carried me over to the bed. I knelt up, running my hands along his broad chest, ripping his shirt off as I hurried to feel him. Moaning as I slid my hands through the coarse hair coating his pecs. Roughly, he yanked down my dress and his hands hurriedly grazed my skin, leaving a sizzling path at his touch. He leaned in sucking one of my hard nipples into his hot mouth. His tongue twirling and lapping at the areola and his teeth sunk in I arched my back, feeding him as he suckled my plump flesh.

“Oh god!” I yelled as he grabbed my ass, spanking my globes with his big strong hands while he devoured my body. Arousing me in so many different ways.

He stepped away from me, undressing quickly. I unhooked my bra and laid back, sliding my dress off my hips. I watched him as I spread my legs, toying with my panty clad mound as he watched me. My thighs parted, my fingers playing with the seam of my lacey white panties, my black heels digging into the mattress.

He slid onto the bed and gripped my hips tugging me down against him. His cock swayed, swollen and hard inbetween my thighs as he gripped my panties. He smiled at me wickedly and the sound of the soft material tearing had my pussy gushing for him.

“You want my cock pretty girl?”

“Mmmhmm, yes. God, yes.”

“Mmmmm,” he rubbed at my bare cunt, his thick fingers sliding through my folds sending delicious tremors through my body. I arched back, spreading myself wider, giving myself to his touch. He pulled my swollen lips back, exposing my hard little nub and he sloly played with my clit. Flicking it with the tip of his finger. Suddenly,his hand came down on me in a strong smack. I cried out, lifting off the mattress as his hand came down on me again, leaving a hot sting that felt so good it ran up my spine.

“Oh god!” I screamed as he growled.

“Beg for it!” He spanked me again, his wide palm encompassing my wet cunny.

“Fuck me!” I screamed as his hand came down on me again. My pussy lips swollen and red, my clit throbbing for him.

“Again!” He spanked me and I moaned as I heard the sound my juiced up pussy. I gripped the sheets as my legs started to shake.

“Fuck me, Daddy. God, please. I need you inside of me. Please,” I whimpered as he stroked me. My pussy aching for his cock.

He grunted as he perched his cock at my entrance and I moaned as his tip glided into me, teasing me as it went through that sensitive rim. In and out, doing delicious things to my body.

I squirmed and writhed as he tortured me with just the tip of his cockhead. In and out , rubbing against that sweet spot that had me crying out for him.

“Deeper! Fuck me, please! I need you!”

“Who do you belong to?” His voice was husky, demanding, and it sent a thrill through me.

I looked up, our eyes locking as he continued to toy with me. “You,” I whispered. “I belong to you, Daddy!”

He growled as I called him Daddy and he rammed his cock up to the hilt, grinding into me as I came on his dick. My cunny exploding around him as the orgasm flowed through me. My body shuddered in ecstasy as he started to fuck me. Our eyes meeting as my lips parted in a silent scream while he took me for his.

His cock was hard and hot as it slid in and out of my slit. I lifted my hips, and he slid in deeper, our bodies slapping wetly against each other as my pussy slurped on his cock.

“Fuuuck,” I whimpered as his thrusts got harder and faster. My pussy throbbed around his swelling cock.

“This pussy’s mine!” He growled as he rammed his cock in deep and hard. Grinding his pelvis against my hips as my pussy swallowed his dick. Hungry to keep him inside of me.

He leaned over me, his face inches from mine. I stroked the coarse hair on his chin as I rotated my hips along his thick rod.

“You like Daddy’s cock, don’t you baby girl? That’s a good girl. Use my cock. It’s fucking yours.

I thrusted up, consuming his cock, fucking myself as he remained still, letting me use him. “Cum inside me,” I whispered.

I felt his muscles strain under my fingertips and I gasped as his cock pulled out and slammed back in, penetrating me fully. I screamed out as I felt my orgasm creep up my legs as he thrust faster into me.

“Fuck, baby girl! Fuck!” He roared as ropes of his cum sprayed my inner walls.

The heat of his creaminess filled me up and I cried out as my pussy exploded on his cock. Milking him as he grinded and rocked into me.

I clung to him as we both shook. His body tense above me, his cock throbbing as his balls pumped his hot load into me. My legs were hooked onto his forearms, shaking as my body tremored from its release.

He nipped at my throat and slowly let my legs down, his arms cradling me. He stayed hovering above me, his cock buried in me, his body consuming me. He looked at me and brushed my cheek.

“You belong to me.”

“Yes, Daddy. I’m yours.”

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A Night Out (Part 2)

If you haven’t read Part one you can find it here.

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... My hips begin to shake; I’m so close now. Your grip is tight on my ass and you match each movement of my hips, pulling me closer to you, and you further into me. You undo my blouse with your teeth and my pale perky breasts spill out for your view. You briefly remove a hand from my ass and quickly pull down my bra to trace your tongue down to my nipple, twirling it around. It drives me just about crazy and I know I’m about to cum. You make sure my hips keep rhythm as I tighten around your cock, and find release. After another moan and an audible “fuck”, I remember the couple by the door. I glance over; they are watching, eyes wide, and I think I can see their hands moving slowly beneath the table.

You bring me back to the present, with a rough slap on my ass. I flash a smile in the couple’s direction before turning back to face you.

“You came too quick baby,” you say gruffly, but you are not displeased.

I lean forward, and slip my tongue in your ear. You make a low sound from your throat and I trail my hands in light scratches down your back as my tongue flicks in and out of your ear. You once more take a milky breast into your mouth and I shudder at the pressure of your tongue against the sensitive tip of my nipple. You gently glide your teeth against it and I involuntarily arch my back. I dig my nails into your back as you squeeze my ass tighter and move your mouth to my other breast. Your hand moves slowly down to my sex and one finger slips in, and then out; you bring your finger to my mouth. I welcome it and suck it into my mouth, twirling my tongue slowly, I can taste my own sweetness. I want to taste you too.

You begin to pull your finger from my mouth, when I suck it in a little harder. Looking you in the eyes, I stand up,slowly let your finger fall from my mouth and lower myself onto my knees. Your cock, still stiff and ready is inches from my face, and my tongue flicks out to tease it up its length before I take it in my warmth mouth. My mouth is too small and tight to fit in your full size, and I gag as your cock hits the back of my throat. I perform this for you a few more times and I can tell you are enjoying it because your hips have started thrusting slightly. I can hear someone approaching our table and I take a moment to appreciate the low hanging table cloth that helps hide my bobbing figure. Your cock still deep in my mouth, I hear the bartender’s voice speaking to you, and I speed up my pace. I can taste the pre cum collecting at the tip of your huge cock. I want more of that.

I release you from my mouth and spit in my hand before beginning to stroke you. My face moves lower and gently kisses your balls, playfully teasing them with my tongue. I can feel your legs tighten around me as you calmly hold the conversation with the bartender. You ask for the bill, he walks away. My tongue rejoins my hands and runs up your shaft, spending just a moment at the tip before trailing back down you. I again pick up the pace and this time your hips meet me.

I put you back in my mouth and allow the strength of your hips to move you in and out. I make sure to keep my cheeks tight for you as you fuck my mouth, slamming into the back of my throat on more than one occasion. My eyes are watering and saliva is dripping down my chin. You only go faster, my hands grabbing at your hips as you pummel into me over and over again. I can feel you getting closer, and I remove one hand from your side and slip two fingers inside of myself. I begin fucking myself with the same intensity that you are fucking my face and soon I’m stifling a moan against your cock in my mouth. You let out a low growl again and your body tightens before a wave of creamy heat shoots down my throat. I close my lips and suck you until you’ve finished, fingers still slipping in and out of myself. Before I can rejoin you at table level, the bartender returns with the bill. You give him your card and he walks away. Once I rejoin you at the table, I grab a napkin and wipe my lips and chin. You pull me into you and give me a quick kiss. “Good girl” you praise me.

"I’ll deal with your bartender,” you say smirking, “Cab is almost here, go ahead and I’ll be there in a moment.” 

My legs are shaky as I get up to leave, but before I can walk away, you pull me quickly into you and cover my mouth with a deep kiss. The you turn me towards the door, and head to the bar to settle the tab. I catch the bartender glancing my way, before he dips his head - a little too quickly, returning to counting the bar till. I turn the corner and walk towards the door, passing the other couple on my way. They look up at me meekly as I pass; I’ve caught them in some scandalous act.

I open the door and breathe in the cool night air; a breeze sends a sweet ache across my aroused nipples. I see the cab by the curb and wave as I walk over. I can imagine the sight I must be: hair askew, blouse ruffled and face flushed; I try to straighten my skirt out as I approach the cab. The driver greets me as I open the door and take my seat in the back. I am hyper aware that he must be able to smell the both of us on me. Soon, you exit the restaurant and walk briskly to the cab. You open your door and join me in the back seat. You tell the driver our address and pull me closer into you and kiss me on top of my head.  “Did you have a good night, baby?” you ask me. I mumble my response into your warm chest.

“Good,” you say and kiss me sweetly on top of my head. “but we aren’t done yet.”

I squeeze my legs together as we silently ride the rest of the way home.

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A Night Out (Part 1)

I am wearing a mid-thigh black pleated skirt and a white blouse when I walk into the crowded bar.

I find an open seat in a corner and begin to scan the crowd. The bartender greets me and I order a scotch, neat; I take a warm sip as my eyes continue searching. 

I’ve spotted you now, and from the smirk on your lips it’s clear you’ve already spotted me. You bring your glass to your mouth and take a slow sip, tilting it slightly in my direction as you move to set it back down. I shift in my seat, anxious for the night to begin.

I pull a small mirror and a deep red lipstick from my handbag and carefully apply the crimson shade to my lips. I know you are watching from your seat across the way. I feel a dampness beginning to wet the thin fabric of my panties as I take my time finishing up and pat my newly painted lips with a napkin. I look up and shoot a smile in your direction. Your eyes look dark and I give my thighs a tight squeeze. I know we are both distracted by the knowledge that in just a few hours this very lipstick will match the ring at the base of your swollen cock.

I put the lipstick and mirror back into my bag and take a gulp of my drink. My cellphone vibrates next to me on the table, and I glance at the screen. It’s a message from you, two words:

“Bend over”

A slight flick of my hand and my keys have fallen to the floor. I stand up to retrieve them just as the bartender returns to ask me if I’d like another drink.”Hmm..” I ponder as I bend to pick up my fallen keys. I catch his eyes following the length of my legs upwards and I fumble with the keys to ensure he gets a good look at my ass beneath my skirt. “I’ll grab another scotch” I respond with a flirty smile as I straighten myself back upright. “Of course,” he grins and rushes back to the bar.

My phone vibrates again, you aren’t pleased with my little display. I catch your eye and hold your gaze, my hand running down my hips to rest on my lap... I spread my legs just slightly, my finger tracing circles on my thigh. You take another sip of your drink while you watch me. I glance at the bar - the bartender is still busy with other patrons. I spread my legs a little further, revealing smooth skin and a black silk thong. The thong is riding up in the front a little bit. I watch you carefully as I slowly move the hand in my lap lower to slip one finger beneath the fabric of my panties. I tease myself there gently, eyes still on you sitting across the room. You take another sip of your drink, and I slip my wet finger into my mouth... I draw my hand back to the table as the bartender approaches with my drink. We chat for a little while as he asks me about my plans for the evening. I ask about him, he wants to be a pilot.

He offers his number - I take it. The exchange lasted about 7 minutes.I look over at you and can see you’ve gotten another drink as well. You are grinning, and a flutter deep in my stomach moves down passed my waist as I wonder what you’re thinking. The bar isn’t as full now.

My phone buzzes again.

“Come here.”

I walk to the bar and settle my tab before heading to your booth. You watch the bartender eyeing me as I make my way over to you and take a seat. Your hand goes to the small of my back as you pull me closer to you and suddenly your mouth is on my ear. The warmth of your breath on my neck sends an electric current through my whole body.

“D’you enjoy flirting with the bartender?” Your finger is running down my arm now.

“Mmm” I mumble, distracted by the attention my ear is getting.

Your voice grows deeper. “Do you find it humorous to have me watch you with him?” You tilts my face to look at you, eyes dancing but dark.

I clear my throat, “I was just teasing you.” I reply with a cheeky smile.

“Teasing...”you repeat, kissing the smile on my mouth. Your tongue traces my bottom lip before slipping inside to tease my own. I lean into you and the kiss deepens, my hands begin to wander until you abruptly pull away.

“I’ve brought you something”, you slide a small rectangular box across the table. I open it to find a silver looking kind of egg. It is heavy in my hands and I am looking it over when suddenly it vibrates. Eyes wide I look up at you, excited.

You order me to the ladies’ room to try it on.

I get to the washroom and remove the egg from the box. Sliding it up inside of me I take a minute to savor the feeling of its weight. Already without the vibrations turned on I can feel the power of this toy. I wonder what you expect me to accomplish with this in, and feel myself growing wetter by the second as I imagine what you will do with this new toy. I wash my hands and look in the mirror before heading back out to you. My face is flushed with excitement and an already building pleasure.

As I am walking back to our table, you catch my eye and I am forced to breathe in a sharp breath of air as a pulsing sensation fills me. Regaining my composure I try to remain steady as I close the small distance between us. By the time I arrive at the table, you’ve shut it off.

“How’s it feel baby?” You growl in my ear.

“Mmm I like it.” I coo.

You show me a small metallic remote, on its face are 12 functions.

“What you just felt was level two.” you tell me, flicking the second level function back on. My hips arch slightly forward at this and I gasp quietly.

“I want you to go talk to your bartender again.” you say.

“Excuse me?” I say, taken aback.

“You said you liked teasing me. Now we have evened the playing field.” You respond, flashing a white toothy smile. “Go flirt with your bartender, I’ll be here watching.” You turn off the remote and beckon me towards the bar. 

A bit disoriented I comply and walk briskly over to the bar. Almost immediately, the bartender returns to greet me. He’s smiling. “Hello again!”

“Hello,” I take a deep breath. “I thought I’d come back over now that it’s slowed down. I’d love to hear more about your dreams to be a pilot..”

“Oh yeah! It’s pretty cool flying a plane...” He begins to tell me about his first experience flying a plane and was just moving on to the impact of weather when a sudden wave of pleasure takes over me. I let out a sigh.

“Oh I’m sorry, I get so caught up in what I’m saying that I forget that sometimes it’s boring to those not studying it.” the bartender replies.

“No no,” I say, trying to keep my voice steady. “you weren’t boring me at all!” I flash him a winning smile, while the thrumming continues inside of me. “But maybe I could grab a drink before we continue? I’d love a glass of wine.” The vibrations pick up and I nearly whimper. My nipples are standing erect and are at this point visible through the light padding of my bra.

“Of course” he says excitedly and turns to fetch the wine.

I glance back at you sitting in your booth and the the sensations strengthen a bit. You give me a quick wave and point back at the bar. I direct my attention forward once more as the bartender returns with a large glass of red wine. “This one’s on me,” he lets out, eyes trailing down to my chest. “Maybe you’re free to grab a coffee sometime?” 

“That could probably be arranged.” I smile. “I have your number.” He excuses himself and goes to help other guests. I am aware that by now my panties have soaked right through and decide to make a detour to the washroom on  my way back to the table. Once inside, I slip them off and throw them in the trash. 

You are laughing when I return to the table.

“Only got you up to a level five there and you looked ready to crumble.” Your left hand quickly slides under my bottom and pulls me up so I am sitting on your lap, while your other hand slips under my dress. You let out a sharp breath. “Someone’s lost their panties.” you grin.

You trace your finger tip over my slit, adding a little more pressure each time. Your thumb pushes firmly against my clit and you reach out and grab the remote, pushing the function six button. You pull me against you to kiss me as I let out a soft moan. I can feel how hard you are against my ass, and I want to touch you but you hold down my hands and whisper, “not yet”.

I can only hope that our booth is dark enough and the crowd has dispersed enough that we are not drawing attention to ourselves. But then I think of the bartender and blush. I turn my head to look back and another wave hits me: function seven.

“You want to know if he’s watching.”, you say in a low voice. I shudder as your thumb’s pressure increases and I near the edge. “If you must know, he is, although he is pretending to hide it.”

Hearing this really gets me going. I moan again, a little louder this time, and you grab me by the neck and push me harder against your now throbbing cock. I am wet enough now that small trails are dripping down the insides of my legs. Your fingers moving expertly around my most sensitive area and the pulse of the toy inside me is almost too much and I’m rocking now. You turn the egg off and remove your fingers from my hot cunt. “Not yet” you say again. You trail your fingers across my collarbones and neck for what seems like an eternity.

I look up and the bar has cleared out pretty well. The bartender has left the room and other than the two of us there is a lonely patron at the bar and another couple sitting closer by the door.

I stand and turn around to face you, my eyes wild. Licking my lips, my eyes trail down to the well defined lump in your pants. You unzip your pants and I sit straddling atop you as you slip your fantastic cock out from your jeans. I take a moment to remove the egg, and slip it into my purse. It takes me a while to accommodate your size as I lower myself onto you, eager and wet.

Slowly you fill me completely and then some. I’ve never felt this full in my life. I lift my ass a little and rock my hips forward and then to the side, feeling you hot inside of me. I repeat this motion, hands through your hair I pull you further into me. Your hands trail down my back and on to my ass where you give me a light slap. I rock forward faster now, hardly discrete anymore. The lone patron at the bar gets up and leaves but the couple stay behind - Let them watch.

To be continued...

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