Convention season is rolling around again, and although I couldn’t persuade any of my friends to go this time around I was determined to head to the first even of the year – a one-day affair a couple of hours away from me, but not too expensive to get to and find a hotel at thankfully.
In my bag for the trip was a new cosplay outfit for the occasion – Asuna from Sword Art Online. As much as I love it, I was a little hesitant to buy and wear this one as you see hundreds of them at every event, but as my friends had reminded me that I should wear what I want even if it’s not unique I figured what the heck and bought it.
Arriving late in the evening and with nothing to do after finding somewhere to eat, I found myself on Tinder swiping and matching away. In no time at all I’d been messaged by a very enthusiastic sounding guy – late 20s, bearded and tattooed by very attractive to me – who was keen to know about what I was up to and how long I was in town for. Unfortunately he wasn’t available at all until after I was leaving for home but for one small window of opportunity – he was literally passing by my hotel early the next morning on his way to work…
Having chatted with a fair few people by the time I felt like sleeping, I set my alarm for early and fell into a deep sleep until being rudely woken by said alarm the next morning. Sleepily reminding myself that I needed to get up and get changed into my outfit, I begrudgingly make some coffee and took a hot shower to slowly but surely wake up. Dried off, it was time to change into my outfit – a simple white bra and knickers with some lacy trimmings, white thigh-high socks with red patterning, red skirt and white cloak/coat and gloves, rounded off with white shoes with modest heels. As it was the first time I’d put on the outfit properly, and without any friends to help out, this took me a little while, but eventually I was satisfied that everything fitted well and looked good.
With some time still to spare, I drank some more coffee, at which point I received a message on my phone that the guy in question was on his way. I gave him a brief “okay” response, and spent the next 10 minutes or so nervously but excitedly watching the clock until another message arrived: “In reception”.
Grabbing my handbag to ensure I had my key, I headed quickly out of the room, jumped in the nearby lift and travelled a couple of floors down to reception. There weren’t too many people around, so I immediately spotted him – wearing an open-buttoned shirt and trousers, with quite long and rather messy hair (which it turned out because he’d been wearing a hat which he’d left in the car) and a trimmed beard. He also recognised me and wandered straight over, saying hello and introducing himself and apologising that he really didn’t have much time to hang around.
Telling him not worry about it, we headed back towards the lift, then up a couple of floors with no small talk before I showed him into my room. Once inside, this was perhaps the moment where he finally relaxed as he piped up to tell me that I looked even better than he’d imagined dressed up, and asking if I was sure I wanted to just get on and do this. Thanking him for the compliments, I uttered a simple “uh-huh” to confirm that yes, I was ready for this.
With that confirmed, he asked me to sit down on the edge of the bed, and once I did so, carefully keeping the cloak part of the outfit out of the way, he knelt before me. Taking a second to rest his hands on my sock-clad legs, he then reached up and let his hands wander over my thighs, then under my skirt and up to find the waistband of my knickers. Feeling him tugging at them, I lifted myself off the bed a little to allow him to pull them down my legs, over my knees until they came to the impasse that was the outfit’s clunky shoes.
After a moment of consternation about what to do, he simply asked me to lift my legs up, which I took as an opportunity to lay back on the bed before lifting both legs up in the air. Glancing down, I saw his head now darting under my legs, and for a few moments I felt both his lips and the bristles of his beard teasing my thighs before he dived straight for the prize and I felt his tongue pressing against my pussy lips.
Closing my eyes I settled in to enjoy the sensation, resting my legs down on his shoulders as he sucked and lapped at me. His focus was soon on my clit, and he was clearly worried about the lack of time that we had as he worked solely on getting me off quickly. This certainly wasn’t the most exciting oral I’d ever received, but the constant strumming and flicking of his tongue on my clit soon started to do the job, my breathing getting heavier and moans starting to escape my lips as he buried his head further under my skirt. My orgasm came quite suddenly – a short but sweet release as I moaned and felt my legs shaking while he continued to devour my pussy until I couldn’t take any more and had to push myself away.
Extracting himself from between my legs and leaving me laid back with my knickers around my ankles he asked how it was, to which I nodded and told him it was good. Looking at his watch, he lamented only having a few minutes before he needed to leave for work, asking almost pleadingly if I’d like to suck him off. I considered the idea for a moment, but was worried about the outcome of that making a mess of my outfit, and seeing my hesitation he told me not to worry and that he was just really turned on and wanting me.
Eventually I relented, beckoning him over to lay on the bed and perching myself next to him, waiting for him to quickly undo and pull down his trousers and underwear to let his rock hard penis spring free as I took off my gloves in the meantime. Wasting no time, I leaned down and took it all easily into my mouth, and mirroring his technique in pleasuring me I went straight sucking, bobbing my head and using my tongue around the tip of his cock as rapidly as I could. I suspect he was close before we even began, because it must have taken no more than a couple of minutes before he warned me he was about to cum, and shortly after I felt his cum spurting into my mouth as I clamped my lips around his cock, swallowing everything that I could until I was spent before finally moving away, gasping for breath.
After a very brief period of recovery he was soon pulling his trousers up, thanking me and apologising again for having so little time. Saying nothing about how horny I still was at this point, I told him again not to worry, and watched him straighten himself up before letting himself out of the room, leaving me to pull my own knickers back up and readjust my outfit ready to head out to the event after rinsing my mouth out. Thankfully, that brief encounter wasn’t my only plan for the day…
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/45m1wg/embarking_on_a_new_conquest_part_1_fm
From all these stories lately, I feel like I’m missing out by not going to Anime Conventions.