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The Conference - 2
by ZeroFucksGiven (zero_f_g@hotmail.com)
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Two conference attendees continue their affair. (MF,
cheat, v)
***
PART TWO
It had been almost a year since their previous
encounter. She had thought of him many times since then,
surprised that the memories had not yet faded. The
sensation, the ache in her body she felt when he was
mercilessly fucking her in her ass felt like it was only
yesterday. She could remember the smell of him, his soft
skin, his muscles moving while taking advantage of her
vulnerability as she stood on her knees in front of the
mirror watching him fucking her mouth.
The memory of the way he looked at her, determined,
cocky and full of lust made her very wet. Those memories
made a her come almost instantly while touching herself
late at night when sleep eluded her.
She felt her heart beat as she saw him getting out of
the taxi. There was the tingling between her legs as the
memory of him fucking her flashed by. She unwillingly
blushed.
She was wearing a tight black sleeveless dress showing
off her muscular body. She had worked hard during the
year for those defined arms and back. She was proud
about the result she had achieved with her ass. If he
liked it before he would surely like how tight and perky
it had become. So fuck "jantelagen", she was going to
show off her new body. And of course she was looking
forward to teasing him.
She stood back while watching their friends surrounding
him to greet him. She knew he had already seen her and
she gave him a quick smile when their eyes met as he
cheerfully hugged one of their friends. At last it was
her turn and he lifted her up in one of those firm hugs
he used to give her. She could feel her dress ride up
and, scared of revealing her naked ass and shaved pussy
to the entire group she quickly got loose from his arms
and pulled down the bottom of her dress.
He smirked and gave her a cocky "What?!" Once again she
blushed embarrassed by her dirty thoughts. She couldn't
help it even though they were surrounded by their
friends who didn't know about them and could never find
out.
Her eyes wandered from his chest to his arms and down
checking out his thighs and butt.
"It's nice to see you again. Looks like you've been
consistent with your lifting."
"Yeah I guess I've gained a bit. At least cutting has
worked out nicely", he said tapping his stomach. "You're
not too bad, yourself. What's your secret?'
"Heroin. It's a great appetite suppressant"
"Still funny, I see. You look good. It's good to see you
too."
They broke apart and gave each other a knowing look
before turning their attention to their other friends.
It was going to be a long night. Ahead of them came the
intricate dance of who was staying where and who would
retire for the night first. It was entirely possible
that this was as close as they'd get all week.
They all got together a few times a year, various
conferences and conventions. It was nice to catch up
with everyone, a little family from all over the globe.
She wanted to see her friends again, wanted to spend
time with them, but she also wanted all the socialising
to be over so she could see if she could find some time
alone with him.
On the way to the restaurant, she walked ahead of him.
She'd worked hard on her ass, it was time to show off.
He'd teased and tortured her the last time they were
together. Now it was her turn. He was chatting away
happily, but when he missed a question and had to ask
again what was said, she knew she had his attention. She
smiled to herself. Round one to me.
They sat far apart at dinner. At first it was hard not
to look at him. Especially when she caught him looking
at her out of the corner of her eye. After a while
though, she was able to put it out of mind. The beer
helped. Unfortunately the beer also made her need to
pee. There was no line for the ladies, so she did her
thing and started to make her way back. As she passed
the men's toilet, the door opened and he stood there. He
grabbed her around the waist and dragged her into the
men's, into a cubicle and slammed the door. He tried to
kiss her. She pushed him away.
"Are you fucking crazy? Anyone could come in here!" She
hissed. She was equal parts pissed off and excited.
"I don't care. I want you now." He snaked a hand under
her dress and discovered her lack of underwear. She
batted his hand away before he could discover how wet
she was.
"Just for that, you can sleep on your own tonight.
Seriously, you're not fourteen years old. Stop acting
like it." She opened the cubicle door and left. The gods
were smiling and none of their friends were nearby. Her
heart hammered in her chest and she was reminded they
were playing a dangerous game. Still, she thought, round
two to me.
She wandered off to look for their friends. She wanted
another drink to take her thoughts off him for a while.
Knowing it might be a bad idea drinking more she still
stopped by the bar to get a beer. Her feelings always
got more intense when drinking so she really was playing
with fire. She hoped it wouldn't be too obvious what or
who she wanted tonight. She decided she was definitely
going after him, but she had to be careful, still
wanting the game to continue for a little longer. That
desire and aching horniness that hit her from time to
time when around him was something she was not ready to
give up yet.
Their friends were playing pool. This was one of her
favorite games and when a bit tipsy, as she was now she
was actually really good at it. She knew she looked kind
of sexy playing pool and she'd rather go for a
confident, winning style then the wimpy option of
pretending not to know how to play.
It was her turn to shoot just as he came down the
stairs. Their eyes met for a second. She changed her
mind and went for the red ball instead of the green,
knowing she had to lean far over the table to hit the
ball. "That will do it," she thought while arching
deliberately as he passed by.
As she watched the green ball hit the pocket she felt
something quickly stroking her ass. There was that
tingling feeling again but she paid no attention to him
as he smirked at her. I own it she thought. Round three
was hers too and that was probably enough. He was drunk
and being less careful than appropriate.
She enjoyed the game but what was he doing? This was
dangerous. Not used to drinking a lot of alcohol lately
had her head was spinning. She got scared. What if she
couldn't resist his attempts in public? What if her
friends caught her looking at him? She had to find a way
to get alone with him. Or at least get away from the
group for a while.
She put down the queue and looked around. "Someone else
want to play? I'm heading to the dance floor." No one
really seemed to notice her, all drunk and engaged in
discussions of their own. None were of any real interest
to her. Frankly she had enough of the group for a while
and needed some time alone.
It happened from time to time and she silently left
them. Instead of going to the dance floor she went
outside and into the hotel garden to get some air. She
felt a bit dizzy as she stumbled down the stairs and out
in the dark surroundings. The air was humid and chilly
but she didn't care.
She started walking slowly with no real plan of where to
go. She nodded at a few people passing by. No one she
really knew. Suddenly she felt a hand over her mouth and
someone dragging her backwards. Shocked and surprised,
she didn't make a sound as she was pulled to the ground.
She couldn't see anything but the pain she felt was
intense as her arm was locked behind her back.
The ground was cold and hard. Her head was pulled back
by her hair. She could feel something warm and wet
licking her cheek. "You shouldn't walk around all by
yourself, you little slut." At first she didn't
recognize his voice so the relief she felt when
realising it was him almost made her cry. He let go of
her and turned her around still on the ground.
"Fuck you! You scared the shit out of me!" She punched
him in the chest. Her heart was pounding and the fear
she had felt was slowly turning into a familiar feeling
of a more pleasant sort. There was still pain but it had
now moved to the place between her legs where she could
feel the heat of her pulse beating.
He was lying on top of her, holding down her arms to the
ground. She loved the smell of him. Was it his cologne?
Perhaps it was the washing powder in his clothes? Never
mind, she liked how it blended into the surrounding
misty air, dirty ground and anticipation.
He grabbed both of her arms in one hand and still on top
of her pushing her down with all his weight he pulled up
her dress with his other hand. He pushed his hand hard
against her naked pussy. "You liked that, you horny
bitch!"
"Hell no!" Her voice was trembling.
"Liar. Your pussy is ridiculously wet." He started
rubbing his hand slowly against it.
"Stop."Someone might show up," she whispered. Her voice
still shaky.
"No, I'm gonna make you come right here," he hissed. His
hand was moving faster, his fingers rubbing her clit.
His fingers slid in to her very, very wet pussy. She
couldn't help herself from moaning as he fingered her
hard and fast.
He let go of her arms and pressed his hand over her
mouth. "Shh, you little bitch! Be quiet!"
She was twirling, trying to bite his hand to make him
let go of her. But he was stronger than her. Instead he
pressed his hand even harder over her mouth. She could
hardly breathe.
Suddenly he stopped. He jumped to his feet. "Someone's
coming," he whispered. "Get up." She sighed of
disappointment but did as told.
"What is going on here?!" It was one of the waiters from
the restaurant. He glanced at both of them with a
suspicious look. "Are you ok?" he asked her. "You are
bleeding."
She hadn't noticed but now she could feel the sweet warm
taste of blood from her lower lip. It must have happened
when he covered her mouth with his hand.
"I think you need to take a look at that." The waiter
kept throwing suspicious glances at him. "Come with me."
She hesitated. The waiter was cute in a boyish, overly
chivalrous kind of way. She smiled, "I'm OK. My friend
can help me."
She grabbed her lover's hand and started walking towards
the building where her room was. The waiter stood there
in the darkness watching them but then turned around and
headed off towards the main building.
"Are you thinking the same as me?" giving him a guilty
look. She realised where she was and pulled her hand out
of his. She did not need an answer, it was all there in
his bedroom eyes.
They had barely closed the door when he pushed her
against the wall of her tiny bedroom, grabbed her by the
throat and stuck his hand between her legs. He kissed
her eagerly and she responded with an enormous hunger.
They had been longing for this the entire day.
His earlier violence had only made her incredibly horny
and she was more wet than ever. He licked her ear,
nibbled her throat and shoulder while fingering her
pussy. Her moaning was loud, fuelled by alcohol and
lust. Someone might hear them but she didn't care. All
she wanted was him inside her.
She unbuckled his belt and ripped his jeans open. She
pulled out his cock. It was rock hard and wet. She broke
free from his grip and faced the wall. "Please, fuck me"
she groaned, arching and pulling up her dress, flashing
her bare ass.
He started kneeling, but she grabbed him by his shirt
with determination. "No, fuck me!"
The pleasure she felt when his cock slid into her made
her head spin. His first thrust was slow but deep then
followed by several hard and fast thrusts before he
stopped. His cock still inside of her he started rubbing
her pussy, playing with her clit. "I said no. I want you
to fuck me until you come."
"I'll fuck you if you take off your dress." She
undressed quickly still her back and ass towards him,
her face against the wall.
"I'm gonna fuck you now you little slut!" He grabbed her
hair, pulling her head towards him. Her chest towards
the cold wall, her ass tight against his groin and then
he fucked her as hard as he could. She groaned and
screamed as his cock hit the bottom of her pussy.
"Yes, yes," was all she could moan. She was about to
climax when he pulled out of her, forced her down on her
knees. Her face still towards the wall. "Show me your
ass, bitch." He let a string of saliva slip from his
mouth. It landed perfectly between her butt cheeks.
"Finger yourself." She did as he demanded. Letting her
finger slide slowly into her tight ass.
She looked back at him just in time to see him come.
Ropes of it jetted from the head of his cock to land
across her back. A few shot's hit her face. He'd been
saving himself for days, and there was a lot of it.
"Good, now stay still."
He knelt behind her and began licking her cunt. He
massaged her clit with one hand. With the other, he
massaged his come into the skin of her back.
"You fucking pervert," she breathed. In response, he
slid two fingers into her pussy, rubbed her clit with
his thumb and pushed his tongue into her ass. He played
back and forth licking her pussy, licking her ass
sucking her clit, fingering her all the while massaging
his come into her. There was still enough of it that it
flowed down to her shoulders and neck. He scooped up a
few fingers of the stuff and plunged it into her pussy.
"I am. Would you be interested at all if I was normal?"
"Maybe not as much, ah fuck!" He pushed a come-covered
thumb into her ass and sucked hard on her clit. Once she
started bucking and pushing back onto his tongue, he lay
on his back, slid his head between her legs and pulled
her cunt down to his mouth. He slid two fingers back
into her ass and pressed down until he hit her g-spot.
"Oh fuck. Yes, yes," she muttered over and over. He
worked his fingers and tongue mercilessly and her
bucking and grinding became more erratic. Her moans
became louder. He quickened his pace and her orgasm hit
suddenly and violently. She squirted as he continued to
finger fuck her ass and lick her, drenching his face,
his chest. He swallowed and kept going.
"Fuck, no more. Stop. You have to stop." He didn't. She
tried to pull away and he held her to him, licking her
beyond her ability to cope. She squirted again and
finally he relented. Her entire torso twitched
involuntarily as she collapsed to one side. She heaved a
great ragged sigh as spasms wracked her body. He
smirked, self satisfied.
"Fuck you. Don't smile at me like that."
"I'm sorry. Should I stop?"
"I don't ever want that to stop."
***
Later, after a long, hot shower together, they curled
up, spooning in her bed. He tousled her hair lazily and
circled one of her nipples with a fingernail.
"You know, it would have been so much easier if you'd
been terrible in bed," he said to her, "then I could
have made my excuses and we could have gone on being
just good friends. No, you had to be fucking amazing,
didn't you? You're so fucking selfish." He grinned in
the half light and kissed her softly on the mouth.
"You don't have to fuck me if you don't want to."
"No. I'm not addicted. I can stop any time I want. Do
you think anyone would notice if we skipped the rest of
the conference and just stayed in bed?"
"Given that we both have presentations, I think someone
might notice." She rolled over and kissed him, sucking
his lower lip into her mouth, biting him before she
released him. "We have a few hours before we have to
worry about it."
She flinched from the knock on the door. "Shit," she
whispered. "What time is it?
"Uhm, three?" She looked surprised but her eyes were
flicking back and forth as her sleep addled brain tried
to figure out the situation. He could hardly hear her
when she whispered "What should we do?" There was the
knock again, more firm this time.
"Are you ok?" came a voice through the door.
"Is it that fucking waiter? And he thought I was a
creep. Tracking you down and knocking on your door at
three in the morning is just a bit stalkery, don't you
think? You could just sound pissed off and tell him go
away."
"It is kind of creepy. But maybe he is just worried."
"Worried enough to track you down and knock on your door
in the middle of the night. Sketchy as fuck. If I wasn't
around, what would you do? Just do that."
Images flashed through her perverted mind. She tilted
her head and gave him a dirty smile. He smiled and
raised an eyebrow, guessing they were on the same page.
"Really? You little slut. Go open the door, then." She
jumped out of the bed and covered herself in the
wrinkled sheet. Carefully she opened the door ajar. As
they had suspected it was the waiter.
"I'm so sorry to disturb you at this hour. It might seem
a bit strange, but I really wanted to check if you were
ok."
"Actually, yes it's kind of weird but I'm fine. Don't
worry. My friend took care of me. Actually in many
different ways." The waiter responded with a puzzled
look before understanding registered. "Ok, I won't
disturb you anymore." He turned around as if he was
leaving. He was still watching her. She smiled. Perhaps
he would like to stay she thought. Then she said "It's
ok. It was nice of you to check on me." Then she turned
around to close the door.
"What the fuck? I thought you were going to invite him
in?" There was mild reproach in his voice. With a smile,
she let the sheet fall to the ground and crawled back in
bed. She straddled him and smirked. "I'm not done with
you yet. Besides, I'm not sure I could handle two cocks
after your treatment."
She slowly moved her hips in circles rubbing her pussy
against his groin. The thought of having his cock inside
of her while being fucked in the mouth by the waiter had
made her incredibly horny again. Her wet pussy slid over
his thickening cock. Their eyes locked, she dug her
fingers and nails deep in to his chest, moving her hips
faster, rubbing her clit against his cock. His hands
holding her ass firmly and following her moves.
She moved even faster, groaning loudly, feeling her
orgasm getting close. Right then when she was about to
come he flung her over on her back and pinned her down
on the bed. In a second his head was between her legs,
his tongue quickly playing back and forward over her
swollen clit.
When he slid two fingers in to her pussy and one in ass
her orgasm exploded. She pressed his head and mouth hard
against her pussy and held him there until her pussy
stopped contracting from spasms of pleasure.
He glanced at her with a pleased smile: "That was
quick." Dazed and heavily breathing, she sighed
contently and smiled back at him. He planted soft kisses
against her clit, making her shudder involuntarily.
"Come here." She hauled him up so his face was level
with hers. They pulled each other close and she licked
her wetness from his face. He smiled at her.
"Fuck, you're sexy."
She blushed slightly while looking in to his eyes."You
have that kind of effect on me. And I don't want it to
stop." She paused, tilting her head. "You know how I
love when you talk dirty to me? He nodded. She reached
down and gently gripped his cock. "I want you to tell me
a story." A bit surprised he mumbled, "Uhm, ok. I'll
try."
She leaned forward, her head close to his. Her lips
touching his ear and almost like in embarrassment she
whispered: "Tell me the story about how I seduced your
wife."
END
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