Peggy and Steve at Comic Con Part 3 [MF][Strangers to Lovers][Cosplay][Kissing][Strip tease][Hotel Room][Cunnilingus][Blow Job][Cowgirl][Mutual Orgasm][Nerdy] [Convention] [Cosplay]

[*Part 1*](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/t29pxk/peggy_and_steve_at_comic_con_part_1_mfstrangers/) *is mostly buildup.* [*Part 2*](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/t2altt/peggy_and_steve_at_comic_con_part_2_mfstrangers/) *has some steamy parts, but nothing too explicit. Part 3 is for adults only. While I hope you enjoy all three parts, I understand if some people want to jump right into Part 3.*

“Oh! My! God!” shouted the photographer. “That was the single most spectacular image I’ve ever captured. How did you do that?”

Ignoring the photographer, Steve kept his eyes on Peggy’s. “You already gave him your email address, right?” He managed to ask between deep breaths of air.

When Peggy nodded her head, he grabbed her by the hand. “Wanna get out of here?” Again a nod in the affirmative, and they were off.

“I hope this doesn’t come across as too forward,” said Steve as they walked away hand in hand, “but would you like to…”

“I have a roommate on this trip,” interrupted Peggy “What about you?”

They headed in the direction of his hotel, but could not resist taking frequent breaks for stolen kisses and surreptitious gropes in corners and hidden doorways. All in all, it took them about twice as long as it would have without their carnal diversions.

By the time they reached the door of his room, Steve’s jacket had been loosened at the collar, as had Peggy’s formerly crisp, white blouse. Steve reached into his back pocket to remove his key card, but his hand came up empty! As he was turning to tell Peggy he’d lost his card, he heard a “click” and watched, bemused as Peggy used the key she’d removed during their clinch in the elevator.

The door flew open, and they stumbled into the room, unable to keep their hands and lips off of each other. They spied the recently made bed on the other side of the room, but the couch was closer. Backing him up until his legs pressed against the couch, she pushed him into a sitting position, hitched up her skirt, and straddled him as they dove into a deep kiss.

Finally, completely alone, they allowed this kiss to linger. Peggy had her hands framing Steve’s face. Steve had his arms wrapped tightly around her back. They could not get enough of each other’s scent, touch, and taste.

When the shield strapped to Steve’s arm bumped against the brim of Peggy’s hat, they were reminded of the layers of costume still separating their rapidly heating bodies. Peggy pulled her lips away from Steve’s, eliciting unconscious moans from both of them. As he unwrapped his arms, she took the arm with the shield in her hands, unstrapped the shield and placed it at the far end of the couch.

Now unencumbered, Steve pulled out her hat pin, setting it carefully aside, then removed her bright red hat, placing it on top of his recently removed shield. Upon viewing this suggestive tableau, he could not help imagining Peggy settling atop him once they reached the bed.

With the most awkward elements of their costumes removed, it was time to get serious. She pulled him into an even deeper kiss. At the same time she grasped the zipper at his collar, and pulled it down to his navel. Sliding her hand across the curls of hair on his chest, she moaned into his mouth to let him know how much she was enjoying what she’d uncovered.

Following her lead, Steve unfastened the buttons holding her jacket closed then slid it down her arms. The motion pulled her hands away from his chest, but seeing her formerly crisp white blouse now stretched across her breasts made the temporary sacrifice worthwhile.

As he began undoing the buttons on her shirt Peggy took back the initiative by diving forward and clamping her lips down on his exposed neck. Grinding the top of her mound against his hard cock felt divine. The sensations drove her onward as she kissed along his collar bone. She took hold of the unzipped costume, and pulled it aside to allow her to lean down and lick one of his nipples. Upon hearing his gasp of pleasure, she smiled to herself and repeated the action on his other nipple.

Steve threw his head back in ecstasy. It had been too long since he had been touched this way. He couldn’t believe how good her mouth felt on him. It was as if she knew exactly how he liked to be touched. Wanting to return the favor he reached down to unbutton her skirt, and then began to pull her shirt tails out of the loosened skirt.

Not wanting to cede the control she’d gained, Peggy grabbed him by each wrist; firmly pulled his hands off of her; and moved them up above his head. Steve looked at her quizzically wondering what she had in mind.

He got his answer as she applied gentle kisses to his lips, his jaw, his neck, and further, sliding her body down his as she left a trail of kisses from his chest to his abdomen. Now on her knees she completed unzipping his jacket, and then worked on his belt and fly. She smiled at him as she rubbed his hard cock a few times through the fabric of his boxer briefs.

Standing up, Peggy backed away from the couch, her eyes locked onto Steve’s. When she was just out of reach, she let her eyes wander down his body, gazing appreciatively at his exposed chest and stomach. He didn’t have a six pack, but he was in good shape. When her gaze reached his cock he surprised her by flexing it beneath the boxers. Seeing him grow even larger, and knowing she was the cause, turned her on even more. Her eyes retraced their path, back up to his face where she again locked eyes with him.

Continuing to stare directly at him, she pulled her phone out of her pocket. She glanced briefly at the phone; tapped the screen a few times, then set it on the arm of the couch, being careful to stay out of Steve’s reach. As the first strains of It’s Been a Long, Long Time by Harry James & His Orchestra could be heard, she stepped back and began to sway to the music, removing her jacket as she did so.

At the top of the trumpet solo, which opens the song, she opened her blouse to reveal the lacy lingerie beneath. She turned her back to him as she undid the remaining buttons and pulled out the shirt tails. Glancing over her shoulder, she found his eyes once again as she slowly lowered the blouse. She couldn’t resist a shy smile when she noticed the hunger in his eyes.

Steve almost could not believe what he was seeing. This gorgeous woman, he had met barely an hour earlier, was in his room dancing to Steve and Peggy’s song, and removing her clothing in the most seductive manner he had ever experienced. As her shoulders, and then her back were exposed he found himself holding his breath, afraid to move lest he break the spell she had on him. When she turned to face him, he noticed her breasts filled the lacy brassiere almost to the point of overflowing. Still entranced by her every move, he could not help but lean forward as she reached for the zipper at the side of her skirt.

Peggy began to lower the zipper, then appeared to think better of it. With one hand still holding the zip, she pointed with her other hand at Steve’s boots. When he began to remove them, she lowered the zipper part way and nodded to let him know she was pleased. She lowered the zipper the rest of the way and paused again. He finally caught on, standing and pulling his jacket off of his shoulders. Smiling, she bent over and stepped out of her skirt. When she looked back up at him, she noticed he had moved a step closer and his hands were at his belt buckle.

Standing barely three feet apart they took their time drinking in the sight of each other. She admired his broad shoulders and chest. While his muscles were not as prominent as the movie version of Captain America, she was suitably impressed by the fit and masculine presence in front of her. He took in the vision before him. An auburn haired beauty with curves, as they say, in all of the right places. Her matching white lingerie included a garter belt, holding up nude stockings that ended in Peggy Carter’s signature red heels.

At that moment, the vocalist began to sing.

Kiss me once Then, kiss me twice Then, kiss me once again It’s been a long, long time

At this perfectly timed prompt, they lunged toward each other into another passionate kiss, just as powerful as their first in the courtyard.

Haven’t felt like this, my dear Since can’t remember when It’s been a long, long time

With no photographer or other cosplayers to gawk at them, they began frantically unsnapping, unbuckling, and peeling off layers of clothing.

You’ll never know How many dreams I dream about you Or just how empty they all seem without you

Soon, his pants were around his ankles, and her bare breasts were crushed against his hairy chest as Steve kissed her lips, her cheek, her jawline.

So, kiss me once Then, kiss me twice Kiss me once again It’s been a long, long time

As the song came to a close, Steve continued his descent down her body. He left a trail of kisses down her neck, along her collar bone, and then across her upper chest as he took each breast in hand. After what seemed like an age to her, he lifted one breast and took the nipple in his mouth.

First licking, then sucking, he worshiped each breast. His kisses were gentle. His lips were soft. Peggy threw back her head and gasped with pleasure as her hands settled on the back of his head, encouraging him to continue. He happily obliged this non-verbal request for another minute before his lips continued their journey downward. As he approached her belly button, his hands swept to her sides, sliding down slowly to rest on her perfectly formed hips, and the straps of her delicate panties. Gripping them firmly he knelt to the floor, bringing her panties with him. This brought him face to face with her sex.

Aside from a neat patch of reddish hair above her mound, her pussy was completely hairless. Her lips were pink with arousal. Her flower opened slightly, waiting for the right stimulation. Placing his hands on the backs of her thighs he leaned forward, kissed her engorged lips, and slipped his tongue into her.

This time her gasp was of surprise as well as of pleasure. She had not expected him to dive into her with such enthusiasm. If not for his strong hands bracing her from behind, she might have fallen backward. Instead she placed her hands atop his head to steady herself, and enjoyed the feel of his lips and tongue. It felt as if they were everywhere at once. Soon he began to focus on her clitoris. Alternating between licking and sucking, he let her sounds and movements guide him in finding the correct pace and pressure to bring her closer and closer to the edge. Once she reached the point of no return, she took tight hold on his hair, and pressed his face into her.

Steve could hear her breathing quicken, and he sensed the muscles in her pussy tighten just before her grip on his hair tightened, and she pulled his head into her. All he could do was continue to lick at the same pace. He knew she would release him when she was finished. He tightened his hold on the back of her thighs and braced himself against her as her orgasm hit.

It might have been the excitement of being pleasured by a virtual stranger in the middle of his hotel room. It might have been the stranger’s technique. It might have been the fact that this was the culmination of an hour-long foreplay session with someone she connected with on almost every physical level. It might have been some alchemical mixture of all of these. All that Peggy knew is she had never felt anything like the orgasm that overtook her in that moment. “Oh, Oh, Oh, Steve! I’m, cummmmmiinnnnnnnggggggggggg!” was all she could say as wave after wave of pleasure crashed into and over her.

Steve kept licking until she finally pulled him away. Peering up at her he saw her eyes had glazed over, and were slowly coming into focus, until finally she looked into his eyes and smiled. Then she laughed! It was a laugh of delight, and it was music to his ears! She put her hands in his, and helped him to his feet. Then she stepped over to the bed, taking a seat at the edge, bringing him with her. As he looked on, she reached forward and finished unbuckling his belt. With a look of determination on her face she pulled both his pants and boxers to his knees in one swift motion. His hard cock, finally free from confinement, sprung upward and pointed directly at her. Taking in the look of his nicely shaped penis her mouth fell open, and she felt herself drawn forward, yet another new sensation for her. He was of average size and girth, and to her eyes it was the perfect cock, just the right size for her.

She took him in her hand; leaned forward, and placed a kiss on the tip. She continued kissing along the side, then up the bottom of the shaft, giving special attention to the spot just beneath the ridge. Looking into his eyes now, she licked around the head of his cock, then opened her mouth wide and took him in.

The feeling as she engulfed him, while staring directly into his eyes, almost overwhelmed him. He managed to hold her gaze as she stroked with one hand while sliding her mouth up and down his shaft. Just when he thought it could not feel any better, she reached down with her free hand to fondle his testicles. He groaned with pleasure as the combined sensations fired long dormant synapses in his brain. His knees threatened to buckle, but he somehow managed to remain upright. Knowing he would not last much longer, he placed his hands on her shoulders and gently pushed her away, as he whispered “What you’re doing feels wonderful, but I need you. I need to be inside you.”

For a moment Peggy was frustrated at being interrupted. She enjoyed giving pleasure, and normally would have protested. Upon hearing his words she said “I want that too.” She surprised herself by continuing, “How do you want me?”

“Lie down,” he said as he pulled the rest of his clothing off of his legs.

She pushed herself back onto the king size bed, and propped herself on her elbows. Spreading her stocking clad legs she smiled lustfully at him. “Will this do?” she breathed as she looked at him through hooded eyelids.

Again, unable to believe this was happening to him, Steve could only nod his head as he crawled onto the bed and positioned himself above her. As he leaned down and placed yet another kiss on her lips, he pushed his hips forward and slid easily into her silken folds. The kiss deepened, and they groaned into each other as they began to move together. Together they would pull back until he was barely at the edge of her pussy, and as one they would both thrust forward to connect and grind on one another. She wrapped her legs around him to pull him even deeper into her, relaxing enough to allow him to move in and out. Again and again he would piston back and forth. Again and again she would meet each of his thrusts with one of her own. Eventually their kiss broke, and they pulled back looking deeply into each other’s eyes, smiles broadening across their faces as they simply enjoyed each other.

After several minutes of enjoying the missionary position, Peggy placed her hand on his shoulders to slow him down. “Roll over,” was all she needed to say. In a moment, Steve was on his back and she was straddling him. As she lowered herself onto his still rigid cock, she looked down at the man she was fucking. She took in his handsome face, strong arms, broad chest, and his flat stomach as he lay beneath her. Thoroughly enjoying herself, she ran her fingers through her hair. Then she set her hands on his abdomen and began to ride him.

Steve knew right away that with the way she was moving on his pelvis he would not last much longer. He placed one hand on her thigh and with the other reached between her legs to rub his thumb over her clit.

“Ooooh, just like that,” Peggy moaned as he brought her ever closer to her second orgasm of the day.

“I’m getting close, Peggy!” Steve called out as he began to buck his hips up into her, while he continued the rubbing motion with his thumb.

“Come with me Steve.” Peggy managed to say in between gasps of pleasure. “I want you to come inside me. It’s safe.”

Hearing her words, and watching this goddess writhing atop of him sent Steve over the edge. “Oh, oh god, I’m coming!. Peggy!” was all he could get out as he began to spasm and explode deep within her.

Feeling him come, Peggy’s own orgasm finally hit her. If anything this was better than the last. Losing her grip in him, she fell forward. No longer completely in control of his own movements he continued to thrust up into her until he was spent.

Both of them thoroughly exhausted, they disentangled from each other and settled onto the bed, him on his back, her head on his chest; their bodies pressed together. Wrapping his arms around her, Steve leaned in for a kiss, and she kissed him back. The kiss was still passionate, but not as hungry as before.

“This was a new experience for me,” Steve said. “I don’t know what came over me, but based on your reaction, can I assume you also enjoyed yourself?”

“Yes,” she replied. “That was a new experience for me too. When I woke up this morning finding someone like you, and doing…what we just did, was the furthest thing from my mind.”

“I don’t know exactly what just happened,” she continued, “but I do know I want to explore it further.”

“In that case,” he said, “I suppose I should introduce myself. My name is…”

“Not yet,” she whispered, setting a finger against his lips. “I think I’d like to find out what Steve and Peggy are going to do next.”

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