A Steamy Conference Hookup a Full Year in the Making [MF]

I haven’t written in a while, so thought I should get back on the ol’ horse.

If you haven’t read my other stories, I’m a tall, nerdy guy in his 20s with a big cock.

This story happened a couple years ago, while I was in grad school. In my field, there’s a big annual conference that plenty of people go to. It’s mostly business, but once in a while you can find someone fun ;)

At this conference, I was at a networking event for job search. Par for the course, company representatives were swarmed by desperate job seekers, and I needed a break on the sidelines. While there, I noticed someone else on the sidelines: tall, professional dress, tanned skin (she was middle eastern), long dark hair, and striking green eyes. Let’s call her Layla.

I started chatting with her, making small talk about how palpable the desperation was. Layla laughed, and we had a good conversation related to our own research and work aspirations. When it was time to head out, I gave her my card, and we promised to follow up to share some research papers.

The conference came and went, and lo and behold, she did reach out. We became fast professional friends, talking deeply about the state of our field. Throughout the year, this conversation shifted from purely professional to personal as well; we added each other on Facebook, and talked about dating as much as our work.

Progressively, I found myself flirting with her more and more. While she was a professional friend before all else, she was intelligent, beautiful, and didn’t take things too seriously. I kept on pushing more and more with the flirting, until one day she said something to the effect of “this guy I’m seeing finishes after 2 minutes flat”, and I took the plunge and replied with “Too bad we’re not in the same city; I’d finish too, but only after pounding you until your legs don’t work anymore”.

She didn’t reply for a longer period, so I thought I went too far. Just as I was about to apologize, though, she said “that made me wet. Tell me in more detail what you’d do”. It was that day I learned Layla was kinky as fuck.

This progressed into a really hot ongoing sexting relationship. We had this rule where Facebook was for friend conversations, and WhatsApp was for turning each other on. We exchanged pics, did role playing, played games, and once I even set up a tribute video for her.

When the conference started approaching again, that naturally creeped into our sexting . We were both going to be there, and loved talking about all the ways we’d screw each other’s brains out. When it came to actually setting up a meetup, though, Layla got a bit jumpy. She said she wasn’t sure what she wanted, if thing would translate outside of text, etc.

I told her those feelings are natural, and you can never know if attraction will translate in person. I said we should meet up, chat and walk around, and if things feel right, we could have fun.

Layla agreed to this, and we met up. She was visibly nervous, but damn she was looking hot: heels, hair up, black dress, blazer, and nice big earrings. Basically, a dream office look.

I put her mind at ease by chatting about lots of sfw topics. Walking, chatting, and enjoying each other’s company. This went on for a long time, and I had no idea if I would get to fuck this beautiful woman next to me or strike out.

This was actually the last day of the conference, so I finally made my move. I subtly nibbled on her ear, and whispered that we were running out of time, and if she wanted to fuck, it was now or never. She was visibly surprised by this, and then looked deep in thought for what seemed like ages to me.

Finally, Layla leaned over and said “Ok we can hook up, but I just want to suck your cock. If that works for you, let’s find a place” .

I could feel myself getting hard in real time: seeing this beautiful, classy woman telling me that she wants to suck my cock. I looked in her eyes and nodded, and we went off.

Here’s the fun part: we were both still at the conference venue, and neither one of us could host. We thought about bathrooms, but considered them too risky with all the people around. But then I had an idea: the closing ceremonies were starting soon, and at that point the entire conference would go to one side of the venue.

With this in mind, we ducked into a small women’s bathroom on the complete other side. After finding it was empty, Layla waved me inside. We entered the nice big corner stall, and closed the door.

Layla gave me a look I’ll never forget at that point: fear, excitement, and lust all mixed together. I moved in and kissed her on her nice, plump lips. I brought my hands down her body, squeezing her thick middle eastern ass. After sexting for so long, it was like electricity in the air and we attacked each other’s bodies passionately.

She felt down my pants, and found my thick, 8 inch cock fully erect. She’d seen it in pictures, but she’d never gripped it. I asked her if she wanted to see it, and after getting her yes, I quickly unbuckled and pulled down.

Based on a combination of how hard I was, and how fast I wanted my pants off, my dick pretty much jumped out of my boxers. She honestly got a bit startled, but then I could see her getting turned on in her eyes . She told me it was even bigger in person, and wanted it in her mouth.

She took off her blazer and, still wearing her heels, squatted down. She looked at me with those piercing green eyes, and started stroking me. Then licking me from balls to tip. Then sliding as much as my cock down her throat as she could (about half, which is good). All of this without breaking eye contact, or the expression on her face that said “I want everything you’ve got”.

She went into a great blowjob; head bobbing, hand jacking, and enjoying my forcing my cock into her by pulling her head towards me. She asked me if it was good, and I told her it was great and I wanted to do something for her.

She thought for a moment, and then said something I still think of today:

“Umm… I know I’m the one who pushed for just a blowjob today, but honestly I need this dick inside me. Do you have a condom?”

I nodded, took her hand, and helped her stand up. I kissed her, then turned her around, pulled her nice silver and black thong down, and started fingering her. She was shaved, and absolutely drenched; add her cute moans to the equation, and it wasn’t long before neither of us could stand it anymore.

I told Layla I was going to fuck her now, and to bend over more and spread her legs. I still remember how she looked in that position today: a thick ass bent over and positively dripping for my cock.

I slapped on a condom, and eased myself in slowly. This is pretty much a necessity with my size, even with thick bootied girls. I heard her say “oh fuck”, and that turned me on, so I started moving. Slowly and softly, hearing her moan and her wet pussy make its noise with every thrust. I asked her if she was ok, and she said she was, and for me to let loose.

She didn’t have to ask twice. I put my hands squarely on her hips, and started out right pounding her. She had to put a hand on her mouth to stifle the moans, but I could still hear them. I gave her ass a nice slap, and watched as it jiggled like Panna cotta. I pulled her hair from behind, got her to bend over and stand up more at intervals, and told her how great it was to be pounding her round ass at this conference.

True to my sexting promise from long ago, her legs started to give. I’m sure the heels didn’t help! I asked her if she wanted me to cum, and she gave an enthusiastic “yesssss. Pleassseeee”. I went back into pounding her hard, felt her tighten up, told her I was cumming and blew a huge load while watching her ass bounce.

As a parting gift, after I took off the condom, she squatted and sucked me again. Said she wanted to taste it, and I loved seeing her eyes as she did. With that, however, it came to an end.

After that we kissed, cleaned up, made sure the coast was clear, and made our escape.

To this day we remain consistent professional friends, and on and off sexting friends. Somehow we find a balance, and I really enjoy it.

That’s this story, hoping to do another soon! PMs from ladies welcome, cheerio for now!

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