[MF] Conference Sex With the Hot 22 Year Old

Fair warning, this story involves cheating on my part, which I’m not proud of and was very guilt-inducing/difficult to work through. If that turns you off, move on. That said, it did involve some very, very hot sex, so I thought it would be a good story to share.

The field I work in has a big annual 4-day conference in a big city. Chicago, New Orleans, Las Vegas. This happened the year it was in Vegas, about 2 years ago. I was 31 at the time.

Twice during the conference, some people I work with had introduced me to some people at a similar company in a nearby city. All good people, and our two groups started to somewhat stick together when we’d run into each other at the various presentations, happy hours, etc. One of the people from the other company was a 22-year old I’ll call Laura. I was 9 years older, and really feeling like college and my 20’s were a world away. If you’re in your 30’s, you get it. The hangovers are worse, staying in shape is harder and harder, and you miss not taking more advantage of those crazy nights when you were younger.

But Laura and I were close-ish in age, so we had been chatting each other up whenever we’d bump into each other. She was sort of petite, a slightly chearleader look. Blonde hair, I would say around C cup tits that you noticed, but weren’t dramatic. She dressed to show off her curves a little, but nothing scandalous either. If she walked into a room, you would say she was “really cute,” but she also wouldn’t drop jaws. There was some very light flirting here and there for the first two days, but really not much at all. Just playful. And anyways, I had a girlfriend back at home (now wife) who I loved. The kinds of mild flirting that I did with Laura the first two days were nothing that I would be upset to see my wife do if she were in the same position. Still, now that I look back on it, there was a little something in Laura’s eye whenever we’d talk. Like looking back into my eyes for a split second too long. I should have seen it coming.

So the third night, our two groups are out together at a bar/club after the big conference dinner keynote. Our groups are sort of hogging a section of the bar and occasionally people split off to go dance a little. Laura and I are trading jokes and laughing, with *slightly* heavier flirting now. The kind of thing where she touches my elbow every once in a while. We both finish a drink at the same time and she says, “I love this song, let’s dance real quick.”

It was at this point that a little neuron in my brain said, “watch out.” But my couple of glasses of wine and 3 gin and tonics said, “hey, go dance, there’s nothing wrong with that.” We start dancing pretty innocently at first, but then she dials it up. Starts grinding on me. I am a real sucker for women grinding their asses on me. Obviously, I know this is wrong, but what the hell? My plan is enjoy it for one song, then make excuses, go upstairs (this bar was at my hotel) and jack off thinking of those C cups and the ass that is getting more and more intimate with my crotch.

But her grinding is insatiable. Like she’s daring me to push back with more and more force. At one point I can tell that she feels my increasingly obvious half chub and she looks at me with a little bit of a “what the fuck?” look. I think I’m completely busted. This was supposed to be innocent and I ruined it. She’s going to think I’m some perv. But then she smiles, just a bit, and keeps going.

The song ends, and we go back to the bar. I have resolved to myself that I’m going to have a Scotch as a last nightcap and call it a night. I start talking with Laura about innocent subjects, like what time my flight leaves the next day. I made some comment about how I’m going to sleep in. This is where we passed the point of no return, even though I didn’t know it in the eye. She looks me dead in the eye with a really seductive look and says, “sleep in? Oh, you’re not going to sleep much at all, big boy.”

My brain chuckled at the “big boy” part, but my dick knew there was no mistaking her meaning. I was instantly hard and I slugged back the last of my Scotch while I tried to think of how to get out of this. I didn’t know what to say, but I didn’t have to say anything. She jumped off her stool, announced to the couple of colleagues who were close by that she was going to go back to her hotel a block away, and then turned to me and said, “thank you for agreeing to walk me there. You really don’t have to.”

I think to myself that that’s the solution. I’m going to walk her to her hotel and then get the fuck out of there. Perfect. So we start to leave, and she grabs my hand. Well, ok. Just a little fun. As we’re walking down the street, she pulls my arm around her waist. Ok, a little more fun. I’m still going to drop her and leave.

Next thing I know, I’m in her hotel room, sitting on the bed. The rational part of my brain is telling me to leave, but that part wasn’t in control anymore. She came out of the bathroom and standing three feet in front of me, in one motion, took off her shirt and bra. Those tits dropped down, bigger than I had thought, and I was done for. My brain was completely shut off now.

I leaned in and buried my face in her tits, one hand massaging one, the other grabbing her ass. “Oh my god, take me now,” Laura said. After the evening of her pushing me along and dragging me back to her room, I was in control now. I pulled off my shirt and pants, and she sat up and grabbed my rock hard bulge. I’m slightly above average in length and thickness, but she knew how to massage a guy’s ego. “Oh my god, it’s so fucking big!” She pulled my boxers down and knelt down on the floor, me still standing.

I’ve had some good blowjobs in my life, but this was one of the most “porny.” Its dirtiness perfectly fit the fact that we were in Vegas and I was being a disgusting cheater. She was downright sloppy (in the best possible way), alternating between slow lollipop licks and taking my whole dick as far as she could deep in her mouth, with spit and drool all over. She guided my hands to the back of her head and let me face fuck her. Since I had never been with her before, I didn’t know the limits, but she was receptive as I went harder and harder.

I needed a break or I was going to burst. So I pulled her up, pushed her back on the bed, and pulled off her jeans as fast as I could. I also couldn’t be bothered to play with her panties like I usually might, I pulled those off immediately too. Underneath was the textbook image of a young 20-something’s pussy. Oh my god, it was perfect. Mostly shaven, slightly swollen, and just so fucking enticing. I started to rub my open hand along it and immediately could tell that she was dripping wet. She moaned as I slipped in a finger. It wasn’t ludicrously tight, but definitely firm. I continued to work her with one finger and then two as I buried my face in and went to town.

I should say that I *love* eating women out. And Laura was one hell of a recipient. The taste and smell were intoxicating and it was only a minute or two before she started to tense up, wrapped her legs around my head tightly and uncontrollably (one of my favorite feelings in the world), and screamed, “oh don’t stop, don’t stop.” She came hard very quickly, and was still catching her breath when she said, “please give me that cock, give me that cock now.” Her voice at this point was completely different from the self-assured, confident businesswoman. This was a ravenous, somewhat submissive seductress.

I moved up quickly and my actual brain kicked in just as I was starting to tease her pussy lips with my dick. Shit! A condom! Where would I even get one! She read my mind and saw my brief hesitation and said, “it’s okay, I’m on the pill, just fuck me!” My brain turned off again. Rationally, yes, I know this was incredibly stupid and dangerous. But eons of human evolution are not designed to stop a horny man with a willing partner.

I entered her in missionary position, and was so horny at this point that I just wanted to cum as fast as possible. And oh my god did it feel good. Her pussy was indeed tight, but so unbelievably wet. I fucked her fast and hard, making more noise that I usually do — just deep, guttural, groans and grunts, with the shame and shamelessness of doing something wrong but loving every fucking second of it. She was screaming, “oh god, I’m going to cum again, don’t stop, don’t stop!” I actually don’t know if she did cum again at that point, because I was about to burst and seeing her tits bounce back and forth while I pounded her told me exactly what I was going to do. I pulled out at the last possible second and sprayed an absolutely enormous load all over her chest. It was a release like I had hardly ever felt before. And as I said, she knew how to stroke an ego, so as we fell back into the pillows, she sighed, “oh my goodness, I had no idea it could *be* that good.”

I wish I could say that it was at this point I woke up and realized I was cheating and got out of there. But I mostly just felt satisfied. This 22-year old, an age I thought was so far gone, had let me have sex with her and she loved it. I was still breathing heavy, trying to decide what to do next when she turned over, naked and face down on the bed. The sight of her round, just-slightly-big ass, something I really hadn’t focused on before, told me that I wasn’t leaving.

An extended doggy style session came soon after, followed by slightly awkward (due to me being about a foot taller than her) shower sex. In the shower, she finished me off with a super long blowjob where she swallowed every last drop of what my balls had to offer. My knees started to shake as I said, “that was all amazing.”

It was 4 a.m. at this point, and the drug of sexual lust was starting to wear off. I made my excuses and got out of there, feeling increasingly shitty on the walk to my hotel. As I said, this experience caused me a lot of guilt and pain, and I knew it would right then. But thinking over it again once I was back in my hotel room, I smiled at how hot it had been. This 22 year old sex fiend had seduced me and I took full advantage. As I went back over the night’s events in my mind, my dick started to swell again, and I started to jack off one last time as I drifted off to sleep.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5iod97/mf_conference_sex_with_the_hot_22_year_old