The Day of the Doctor? [FM]

It’s been a boring and frustrating start to the year, but at last this weekend brought about the year’s first Comic Con for me, meaning a trip across the country, a Friday night staying at a friend’s house who happened to live pretty close to the convention, and then an early start on Saturday morning to get changed into cosplay and jump onto a local train for the event.

My outfit of choice for the day was my second time dressing as Rem from Re:Zero (http://imgur.com/qWXyUTf), kitting myself out in a maid’s outfit, with a short skirt and white thigh-high socks. As it was just a one day event I wasn’t holding out much hope of any encounters but was at least determined to try and see what, if anything, cropped up. So, once I arrived and the event started I not only spent some time swiping matches on Tinder but also posted in a couple of other places to see whether anyone in the area was at or near the event.

As it happened, it was one of those other apps that brought me luck – someone sent me a message letting me know that they were also at the convention, and after a quick chat we both swapped pictures of ourselves. He was also in cosplay – as the 11th Doctor – and once he saw my outfit he was quick to compliment me on how much he loved it, and from there it wasn’t long until the conversation turned sexual. Neither of us had a place nearby we could go to, so plans instead switched to whether there was anywhere else out of the way we could slip away to. As were both at the event alone, after some more discussion we decided to meet up and see if anywhere caught our eye, and so agreed on a meeting place and headed to meet one another.

With so many Doctor Who cosplayers around I nearly had a false alarm and went to introduce myself to the wrong person, but realised my mistake in the nick of time and eventually found the guy I’d been talking to. He was only a couple of years older than me, not much taller, and with short, curly hair and a slightly heavier build that didn’t make him an ideal 11th Doctor – still, he wasn’t unattractive either, and so I bounded up and said hi before we talked for a little where we were.

“Shall we go for a walk and find somewhere?” he asked, prompting us to get moving and get down to business. After walking through the event hall and realising there’d be nowhere suitable there, and dismissing the idea of trying to do anything in the packed toilets, we instead headed out through the main entrance and headed away from the crowds towards the further reaches of the conventional hall building.

Beyond the odd snippet of conversation or suggestion for where to look we didn’t talk much, a silent mix of nerves and excitement in the air instead. Eventually we came around the far side of the building and found a deserted area – away from all of the loading bays and staff entrances, and next to a main road but sheltered from it by a thick lining of trees and hedges.

“This looks quiet” I suggested, and after some hesitating and nervously looking around for a flaw in our plan we decided to throw any further caution to the wind and just go for it. Moving over to the most sheltered part of this area, we stopped against the wall of the building, and after another awkward moment he asked if it was okay to kiss me. After nodding my assent, I was soon pressed against the metal wall of the convention centre as he started to kiss me, carefully at first then with increasing intensity.

“What do you want me to do?” he asked after breaking the kiss, putting me in charge of how things progressed. A couple of months of frustration and our public location meant that going slow wasn’t in my mind – I wanted to feel pleasure from someone else’s efforts, so responded with a question of my own. “Would you like to lick my pussy?”

“I’d love to” was his response, and with that he was soon getting onto his knees in front of me, his hands running excitedly up my legs, beyond the tops of my socks and over my thighs, pushing up my skirt with first his hands then his head. Kissing each of my thighs a few times, I felt him using his fingers to hook my blue and white striped knickers to one side, and to assist him I slightly awkwardly leaned back against the building so that I could lift one leg and drape it over his shoulder. This gave him the easier access he needed to pull my knickers aside, and I quickly felt his tongue seeking out and eventually finding my clit as I sighed happily at the sensation.

My needs soon turned into arousal, and I could feel my wetness increasing as he pushed his face harder into my crotch, concentrating solely on licking, sucking and teasing my clit with his lips and tongue while his hands squeezed and kneaded my behind through my knickers as he pulled me into his face. It was a simple but effective tactic that was giving me the stimulation I needed, and it must only have been five minutes before I was moaning, moving my hips and grinding against his face, holding my short skirt up as I urged him on, still awkwardly standing with one leg over his shoulder. He gripped me tighter with his hands and attacked my clit with even more gusto in response, and I was soon panting and groaning which turned into yelps as I came.

Almost falling as I pushed him away and tried to unhook my leg at the same time as the sensation became too great – I practically hopped on the spot until I could untangle myself and get back to a proper standing position, while he picked himself up off the ground with a wet, smiling face. “Do you have a condom?” was his next question, and nodding I picked up my back which I’d set on the floor beside us and fished one out to hand to him.

“Do you wanna turn around?” he enquired as he ripped open the packet, and knowing what he wanted I dutifully turned around and leaned forward, placing my hands against the icy cold metal structure of the building which also reminded me of how freezing cold the day was, although it hadn’t bothered me to that point as my mind had been elsewhere. After a few moments I felt my skirt being pushed up around my hips, before fingers reached into the waistband of my knickers as they were tugged quickly down around my knees. Then I felt one hand on my ass, while the other reached between my legs to run a finger up and down my pussy lips to test my wetness.

Satisfied that I was ready, I then felt his cock pressing and teasing up and down my lips. I shuffled my feet and shifted position to stand a little taller, spread my legs a little wider and press my backside out towards him a little more – this gave him the access that he needed to slowly, carefully push his cock into me while I grunted at the feel of a penis inside me for the first time this year.

Once he was inside me, a few slow thrusts soon gave way to a quick, fast fuck – his need for release clearly mirrored my own just minutes before, as rather than making things last he held my hips and thrust rapidly against me as I braced myself against the wall, head down and moaning from his movements inside me. Sadly, the whole thing was over rather briefly, and after a few minutes of this fast and relatively hard fucking I felt him press deep into my and gasp a few times as he came.

He pulled out and pulled off the condom while I pulled my knickers back up over my soaking pussy, before he talked about how much he’d enjoyed it. Picking up my bag, we walked back around the event building as we cooled off in the freezing air, eventually finding ourselves back at the entrance. We hung out a little longer as we re-entered the event, but found ourselves with little in common or to talk about – eventually he was the first to make his excuses, and I waved him off as he thanked me some more, at least a little more satisfied than when I started.

Once I’d had my fill of the day I headed back to my friend’s house on the train to change just as she was heading out to work for the evening. My plan was simply to change, shower and then head home myself, but another Tinder match might have just changed those plans. The match in question is supposed to be arriving here in 20 minutes as I write this, so I had just enough time to recount this story before hopefully heading off on another crazy adventure!

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