Charlotte's Conversion (closed for Iwasagoodgirl)

[lovingfingers]

David

OK, I had been to parties that we on the wild side, but this was rapidly getting out of hand. Trouble was, I really couldn't tell if that was a good or a bad thing. Keelia, the woman I had come to this Con to hook up with was now being fucked by a costumed stranger with an un-augmented big dick and seemingly loving it. On the other hand, a very cute blond was now stroking my dick very slow and looking very interested.

I glanced at 'Gem,' and then back at Keelia, to find you looking at me. You looked... surprised, almost forgetting the Klingon who was fucking you for a moment. Your eyes focussed on the hand stroking my cock for a moment, then on Gem's face. When Gem returned your look, you ordered her, "fuck him."

We both looked at you a little surprised. A leer turned the corners of your lips, "You heard me. Fuck him. I want to see him fuck another woman."

Gem stopped stroking my cock, as though an argument was waging in her head. Keelia reached out and grabbed her hand, pulling her towards the bed, until she was bent over slightly, her hands on the bed. I rose and moved behind her, slipping my hands up under the hem of her costume, until I reached her panties. Gem started to tremble as I slid them down her legs, and then from under her feet. She started to pant as I nudged her legs apart with mine, and lifted her costume to reveal her naked ass.

Keelia's eyes burned as I tilted my erection down and the head brushed Gem's wet sex. You rasped at me, "Fuck her, fuck her good..."

 

[lovingfingers]

Justin

I could only reply to Susan's sudden nakedness with a low, "ohhhh."

You smiled at me, obviously delighted by the effect you had on me. I smiled, and then reached for... the remote! You raised an eyebrow as I turned on the monitor, and started flipping through the channels. I think you might have been starting to be irked, when Terry Ferrell appeared on the screen, and your eyes turned towards her.

Then I reached for you, and pulled you onto the bed again. The sheet fell away completely as you turned to give me a kiss. Your eyes swiveled back to the screen though when you heard Terry laugh. I laughed, "How about we order room service, watch your girl crush, and then figure out our next move?"

You glanced at me, "You do know the way to a girl's heart."

I just winked at you, thinking quietly, "maybe, hopefully, yours..."

 

[lovingfingers]

David

OK.. if I ended up in a relationship with Keelia, it was not going to be dull!

Here you were, telling me to fuck another woman. And from the look in your eye, I wasn't sure which of the three of us was going to enjoy it more!

But, in for a penny, in for a pound... Gem was clearly not fighting this either, as I nudged the tip of my cock between her wet labia. She let out a very un-Gem-like squeak though as I nudged forward and the head popped inside her. Keelia's mouth opened, a look of pleasure on your face, as I began to rock back and forth, pushing a bit deeper with each thrust. Gem's head popped up and her body tensed when I pushed completely into her for the first time, in part because Keelia began to groan loudly in what looked to be an intense climax. Your cries were joined by the Klingon inside you, his cock obviously being squeezed into submission by your pulsating channel.

I just held myself inside Gem, who was flushed and still trembling. She looked back at me, a mixture of expressions on her face, "I'm... I'm.... "

I watched surprised as Keelia reached out and turned Gem's face back towards her, "You're about to get fucked and I am going to watch!"

 

[lovingfingers]

David

This was the reason I could never understand why people would wait until they were married to have sex. You really don't know somebody until you have shagged them, repeatedly, and even then...

Take Keelia for instance, and I had. Most people were rather hesitant to express their kinks. Not you! All I knew is I was on quite a ride with you, and was hanging on for dear life!

At the moment, that ride consisted of me fucking another woman while you watched. Your elder Klingon was already forgotten, not that he had anything to feel bad about! You were leaning back against a couple pillows, just far enough away to watch us easily, as I slowly fucked Gem. A number of people were watching the three of us, as you looked at me, "take her dress off."

Gem squeaked again as I unzipped her costume, then slid it up, over her shoulders and head. She had to shrug a couple times to disengage herself from the dress. One of the bystanders then whisked it off the bed. All that remained on our blushing empath was a T-shirt bra, and Keelia didn't have to look at me for me to reach up and unclasp it. As the garment fell to the bed, Keelia reached over and took it. You looked at one of the bystanders, holding a glass of blood wine hopefully. You signaled for him to bring it to you, and handed the bra to him in exchange. He looked a bit confused, and you smiled, "Be a good boy for me and jerk off into that bra, then give it to your friends."

When Gem squeaked again, you looked at her, "Don't worry. You will get it back soon enough."

Then your eyes flicked to mine, "I know you can fuck her harder."

My hands slipped to Gem's waist, grasping her firmly, as I started to do just that. Your reaction was swift and delicious, your eyes lidding and one hand straying down between your legs. Your breath got more ragged, the harder I fucked Gem, the more the small blond cried and shook.

Gem's head was drooping, as her body shook with the impact of my hips. I reached up with one hand into her hair, and pulled her head up. Gem's cry was louder and I saw a smile on Keelia's fevered face, "Hard..er...."

This was some fucking ride and I could feel myself slipping. I gritted my teeth, trying to hold out a bit longer...

Keelia looked like she was on the edge too, smiling wickedly at me, "Are you close baby? Ready to cum for me?"

Gem suddenly stiffened, gasping, "I'm.. not.. I'm.. not... I could get... preg... nant...."

Keelia looked like the wet dream version of a demon, as she laughed at her, "And isn't that.. why you.. grabbed hold of his cock? You want.. his seed... Don't you?"

 

[RobynTashaYa]

Gem

‘When God created men SHE was only joking!’ That was a favourite phrase from my Yiddish grandmother whenever my grandfather did something she didn’t approve of. And that could apply Alan, my boyfriend who never seemed to want to commit himself to our relationship. So before the convention I dumped him, I was free, free as a bird and I was going to enjoy myself. Yesterday I received my papers offering me a place on a military selection course and if I was selected I would have little time to myself.

The convention was going well and I was looking forward to meeting Patrick Stewart the next day. But tonigh I heard news of what was like an orgy on the 5th floor. I made my way there was soon caught up in it. A hunk was fucking a super fit girl but soon I was joining in, being encouraged by the girl.

My nipples were hard, my sex was wet and my sex drive was at its peak because I was at the peak of my cycle. I looked down at the erect leaking cock I’d been stroking and I knew it as going inside me. For a moment common sense nearly saved me as I cried out “I’m ripe ...I not on the pill ... I could get pregnant!” But lust took over as my climax overtook me and I came hard on your cock crying out with lust. Held your gaze for a second as you stiffened, grunted and then released your life force inside me.

Now I was at the mercy of nature.

 

[lovingfingers]

David

I felt like an animal, a dumb animal, in rut. The two women I was naked with on the bed were talking about things I would ordinarily have wanted a say in. But they weren't talking to me. They were talking to each other about my seed and pregnancy. And my mind should have taken note, but I was slave to my cock, which was balls deep in Gem at the moment.

And then Gem groaned and cried and came almost violently around my cock. I continued to hold your hips and ram my cock into you, fighting the pulsating tight channel with each stroke. I felt myself teetering on the edge, when you curved your body slightly and looked back over your shoulder at me. Our eyes met and suddenly my cock was fountaining, exploding inside you. I slammed deep and held it there, instinctively wanting to be as deep inside you as possible. I wanted to be inside of you, my cum, my cock, my very being.. And for a long moment, we were one, a raw, vital unity.

And then, I took a breath, and abruptly felt... I don't know... like I had experienced something important.. and now it was slipping away...

Gem turned her head forward, and I almost said, "wait."

Keelia was grinning broadly, and I just couldn't bring myself to look into her eyes at the moment. What had just happened?

 

[lovingfingers]

David

Gem glanced up at Keelia, and then moved to crawl off the bed. As you shifted, my cock slid from you and a gush of my semen dripped from your channel. What you had said just a minute ago echoed in my mind. You could be...

A part of me reasoned. OK, just one time. What are the odds? But another part of me was still reeling from the sudden separation from you. We had shared.. something...

As you got to the edge of the bed and set your feet on the floor, I also got off the bed and brought myself face to face with you. I hesitated. What could I say? Hey! Since I may have just impregnated you, I thought I should introduce myself?! Or.... Hey! That was some fuck. What's your name.

But you looked me in the eyes again, and smiled shyly. I couldn't help but smile back, "hey... uh.. I'm David."

"Jennie," you answered back, with a blush.

I smiled broader, "Nice to..."

I laughed now, "meet you Jennie."

You giggled back at me, "likewise."

In what felt vaguely intrusive, we both suddenly heard Keelia, "Sorry to interrupted, but I just got an offer I can't refuse. I will see you later."

I turned to see Keelia looking at me, a mischievous look on her face. I gave her a wink, and she grinned back at me, before turning and walking out of the room.

 

[lovingfingers]

David

Despite the other people in the room and the crowd in the 'living' room, Keelia's sudden departure was curiously almost as though I was alone with Jennie. We stood for a few moments, looking at each other awkwardly. I suggested getting something to eat, and you look relieved at the idea. I smiled and we both set about finding our costumes. It took a bit, as ours were not the only clothes lying about. I saw you find your panties first, sliding them on, and the crotch suddenly darken with our juices. I... really had cum a lot... In you...

Your dress was lying on the back of a chair, and you scooped it up, then looked about for your bra. My costume was still near the bed, somewhat worse for the wear. I struggled to put the pieces back on, thinking a change of clothes was in order. I emerged into the common area to see you holding your bra by the of the straps. It was streaked with cum, several guys having obviously enjoyed it. You looked at me, "Ummm, should I put this back on?"

I grinned, "Well, depends on how slutty you want to look?"

You smiled at the idea, slipped the soggy garment on, then pulled your dress on over top. I zipped up the back for you and we prepared to leave. You turned towards me, and the front of your dress had numerous wet spots. You smiled brightly, "Slutty?"

 

[BritSal]

Susan

So much was happening round us but right now, for me, you were the only one there. My mind went to Officer Training School and the girls there and their conquests and seductions. We lived very busy lives, we were physically fit, our brains were fresh and quick and we were totally dedicated to our Queen and Country.

But we are women, 100% women with bodies that were designed to be fucked. And tonight I had been well and truly fucked! You had made me screen as I came then your expertise was so strong you held back so we could enjoy it together.

As we began to slow down I pulled you into a long passionate kiss and I asked “You work out?” You nodded. “You in the military?” You shook your head. “Pitty” I whispered and you looked curious “I’m training to be an officer and I could have ordered you to service to me. Instead ...” I thought “Let’s go for coffee and plan our next sin.” We both laughed.

As we dressed and got to the corridor we noticed one girl with spunk leaking from her bra. We both looked at each other and I whispered “Sow off!” We both giggled as we staggered to the coffee bar.

 

[lovingfingers]

Justin

A Con was so different from the usual social situations. If I had been home, I would have felt a bit funny about hanging out with someone I had just hooked up with. But here, there was no home to go to. We were both on equal footing, and if we chose to go have coffee together, well why not?

I must admit to feeling a bit intimidated when you asked if I was military. I was sadly not, and knew in many ways that I was not as capable as many of the men you must know. Still though, I knew of civilians who were happily married to military folk, so maybe... But I was getting way ahead of myself. We were having fun. Just leave it at that.

When we finished dressing, and I felt that hiding your body beneath clothing was just a sin, we ventured out. We were working our way towards the cafe when I looked down the hall and saw.. David! I was going to hail him when I noticed several things. I don't think he saw me yet. He looked... preoccupied. The woman he was with looked like she had just been released from prison, a sense of freedom and joy on her face, and her clothes damp with what looked like semen. She, and David, looked surprisingly intertwined, almost exclusive, which was strange, given that she looked like she had just been to a bukkake shower. As we passed them, David finally noticed me. We didn't stop, just smiled at each other. We would trade stories later...

Your comment about her though tickled me, and we both giggled like catty children when they passed.

As we found our way to the cafe, I slid my arm around your waist. I liked you. I was really finding this easy and relaxed, natural. You did not seem to mind, reaching around to grab my ass. I grinned. Fair enough.

We managed to find a booth at the cafe, and soon were sipping quite respectable espresso, chatting about small things, the Con, our respective fan faves, and so forth. At some point, I slipped one of my shoes off, and ran my foot softly along your inner calf. As I climbed higher along your leg, I watched your smile broaden. I had never actually done anything with my feet before, sexually speaking, so was pleased when I saw your eyes widen a bit as I nudged your thighs apart. I looked at you with a soft smile, "So, about that next sin?"

 

[lovingfingers]

David

Walking about with Jennie was a curious experience. You were clearly the center of attention, and you seemed to relish that. We wandered about a bit, and the expressions of the people who noticed me ranged from puzzlement to envy. We passed Justin and that woman I had seen him with, in the corridor at one point. More than one woman glared at you, when they noticed their boyfriends staring. I... I wasn't entirely sure how I felt about it all...

Things got even stranger though, when I noticed a nondescript guy notice you and make a beeline for you. He slowed though when he got close and a better look at your costume. "Jennie?" he croaked, hesitating.

You froze when you saw him, then a sudden smile appeared on your face as you took my hand, "Hi Alan, I'm surprised to see see you here. I didn't think you liked this sort of thing."

He looked at you, and then me, "I... uh... don't really... I just..."

Your smile broadened, "Well, no matter, let me introduce to David. I think he just impregnated me. David, Alan. Alan, David."

Alan went pale, and I just kept my smile on my face. Impregnated?! Did you really mean that??

Alan's mouth opened and closed a few times, but nothing came out. Jennie's smile was eerily wide, as she continued, "Well, good seeing you. I'm taking David back to my room for another few hours of fucking. Ta ta!"

You pulled me past the hapless chap and down the aisle to the lobby. We were safely on an elevator when you broke into peels of laughter, holding onto the lapels of my jacket. When you stopped to breath, I ventured, "your ex?"

You laughed briefly again, before looking me in the eye merrily, "Why yes! How did you know?"

"I'm psychic," I grinned.

"Yeah?" you bubbled, bringing your hand to my crotch, "So what am I thinking now?"

I rubbed my forehead dramatically, "That you really are going to take me back to your room for a few hours of fucking."

You squeezed my swelling cock through the fabric, "Uh huh, and you are going cum inside me, again, and again..."

 

[lovingfingers]

Justin

I could see naughty thoughts running through Susan's mind, when the noise level in the cafe suddenly rose. We looked about saw that the place was suddenly filled with people. I guessed that a popular talk had just let out. Our waitress was in the immediate vicinity and looked over at us apologetically, "Uh, if you two are done, would you mind letting someone else use your booth? We are kinda tight right now."

I looked around for another place to sit and saw a spare chair in the corner next to our booth. A sinful idea made me smile, "Sure, we would both like another round. We will be sitting right there."

She smiled, "Thanks! I will get you two more, but there may be a wait..."

I exited the booth and took your hand, leading you around the booth to the chair I had spotted earlier. I sat down and you looked at me puzzled, "and I am going to set where?"

I kept my knees pressed together, as I gestured towards my lap, "right here!"

"Ohhhh, I seeee," you laughed, "and who said chivalry was dead?"

You stepped towards me, straddled my legs, and sat down, your skirt rising up your legs. You leaned in to kiss me, before settling back, your arms around my neck, "now what?"

I smiled, as I looped one hand around your back to support you, saying, "Just relax."

My other hand touched your now naked knee, the slid slowly up your inner thigh. Your eyes got a little wider as I moved beneath your skirt. You gasped as my fingers boldly pushed beneath your panties and began to caress your wet folds, but no one heard you, the noise in the room rising. I could feel my eyes twinkle as I brought my thumb to your clit, softly stroking your sensitive bud. I smiled broader and broader as you tilted your head forward to rest on mine. I could feel your breath becoming more uneven and feel your body tremble erratically. One minute led to another, my thumb keeping a slow, steady rhythm, as you gradually came unglued.

Only I heard the moans of your climax, and even then they mixed with the cacophony around us. You collapsed against me, breathing hard, before tilting your head up to look me in the eye, "now I really need more coffee."

 

[lovingfingers]

David

Jennie and I walked back to her room. I was quiet, a number of question on my mind. When we entered in, you set your key card aside and turned to look at me, really look at me. I smiled uneasily, crossing my arms, "Yes?"

You set your hand on my arm, "Well, we met under.. unusual circumstances... and I think I may have been a little mercenary with you..."

I chuckled, "I feel so cheap... so used...."

You slapped my hand, "I'm trying to be serious here!"

"Right!" I answered, putting a serious look on my face.

"Anyway," you continued, "I would like to get a shower and change, and have a little dinner with you, and start over."

"Sure," I said softly, "sounds like a good idea. So, shall I come back in.. say, an hour?"

You agreed, and I turned to leave. I reached the door and saw you stripping your dress off, looking at me, "wanted you to have something to look forward to..."

"Its going to be the longest hour of my life," I assured you with a grin, before exiting your room.

As I walked back towards mine, I couldn't help but reply everything that had happened between us. The cat was out of the bag, and my cum was still deep inside you. But sure, why not? A virtual first date. Who knows? I might get lucky!

 

[lovingfingers]

David

As I stood under the shower, my face freshly shaven, I let my head spin. I had come to this Con intent on Keelia, but here I was, prepping for a virtual first date with Jennie, who looked she was engaging in a vigorous post breakup debauch, sorta kinda. Except Jennie had asked for a fresh start, so perhaps you also felt we had connected more deeply. I groaned as I recalled that moment, cumming deep inside you, merging with you.. It was only an hour or so ago, and yet the desire for you pounded in me. I looked down at my erect cock, "this is all your fault."

I finished my shower and toweled off. Now, what to wear? Most of my clothes were costumes. I surveyed my choices and went with Khan, the classic Trek TV version. It was simple, but showed off my better features. After a quick check in the mirror, I made a quick trip to the lobby and the florists shop. I couldn't show up empty handed. I managed to get back to the elevator with only two people shouting, "KHAAAAANNN!"

I arrived at your door at the appointed hour and knocked softly. A moment later, I heard the latch flip and watched the door open. My eyes went wide and I was struck dumb as I saw Jennie, dressed as Droxine, from the Cloud Minders episode. You opened the door wider, smiling, "you like?"

I stepped in as you twirled for me, and I replied, "not many women can pull that off, but you... wow!"

You giggled, "I'll take that as a yes."

I caught your hand and pulled you a little closer, then brought it to my lips, "a definite yes."

The skin of your hand was warm under my lips, and I did not let go as I lowered your hand from my face. I was struck by how I could feel my pulse, and your pulse, a curious unity in an innocent gesture.

We were silent for a moment, and I was struck that I felt closer to you, just holding your hand, than I had felt with a number of women I had fucked over the years. I found our eyes engaged, until the silence grew loud. You were the first to speak, saying you had ordered room service for dinner and hoped I didn't mind.

"I am delighted to have you all to myself," I answered honestly, then smiled, "But if it doesn't arrive soon, I will not be responsible for my actions."

You went all vixen on me, running a finger down my chest, "Ohh? Hungry?"

I stepped closer, "ravenous."

A knock on the door was the only thing that stopped me from taking you, right then and there. You looked so pleased with yourself as you went to the door. A waiter pushed a cart inside the room, with a number of covered trays. You signed off on a receipt and waved him off. I looked at what seemed to be a banquet for a small army, rubbing my chin, "OK, I now I said ravenous, but..."

You smiled so brilliantly as you peaked under one cover, "Well, a girl has to keep her strength up."

Then you looked up at me, "And You are going to be here for a while."

 

[lovingfingers]

David

Jennie cooed over the flowers and set them in pitcher on the table. Your gown swished and swayed as you moved, a picture of elegant beauty. I pushed the cart to the table and began to lift covers. I grinned. Chinese, various and sundry dishes. A bottle of wine on the bottom of the card yielded to my efforts, sadly into the tumblers by the ice bucket. "Roughing it," I joked, and was rewarded by your smile.

We settled down to dinner, chatting about safe topics, like the Con and what shows we liked. We were picking and choosing for seconds when you broached something more sensitive, "I..uh.. are you involved with the woman I saw you with earlier?"

"No," I said, a little uncomfortably, "I don't think so. We came to the Con to hook up, but nothing serious. I think she is enjoying playing the field."

I took a gulp of wine, as you digested that, then asked, "and I gather you are free?"

"As a bird," you beamed, "I came here to celebrate and make up for a virtual celibacy."

You stopped, looking at me more intently, "I came here to be wild. I didn't expect to meet someone I would.. connect with.. so.."

"Deeply?" I asked.

When you nodded, I continued, "me either. You... we... were something else.."

I saw your eyes moisten, "I am so glad to hear you say that.. I thought... maybe..."

I reached out and took your hand, "I was wondering too.. thought it was just me... but.. I am really glad you asked me to dinner."

You smiled, and your eyes glistened, "well, dinner seemed safe and polite, but what I really wanted to ask is if you make love to me again."

I felt a surge of tenderness, accompanied by blatant lust, rise in me, "I have thought of nothing else since we parted."

I rose, rounding the table to move closer to you, pulling you up as I approached, "Granted, dinner was great! Thank you. But what I desperately want..."

Our lips met, and you whimpered into my mouth.

 

[lovingfingers]

Justin

Our coffee did eventually arrive, allowing me to semi-discreetly fondle Susan in our corner of the cafe. And the way you squirmed against me led me to believe that you enjoyed being groped in public! Our harried waitress arrived with our lattes and a dish of pastries, compliments of the table ten feet from us. You glanced towards the group of men sitting there, then turned back to me blushing. I grinned, "guess I am not your only fan."

You wondered aloud how much had they seen. "Enough," I answered, as you blushed further, "and I think you should show them you appreciate their support."

Your eyes widened as I raised you to standing, turned you around, and pulled you back down, straddling my legs, facing the table. Your breath picked up as all their heads swiveled towards you. "Now eat the croissant, slowly," I whispered in your ear.

You did as I instructed and I watched their expressions as you bit into the pastry. My hands held your hips and pulled your ass more firmly against the bulge in my pants. They collectively groaned with envy.

It was a natural progression to slide my hands to your abs, and then up your chest. Your blouse was open sufficiently that as I cupped your breasts and squeezed, your cleavage was accentuated and displayed. Your fans were slack jawed as I continued, slowly squeezing, lifting, groping your breasts more and more roughly, as they watched. They particularly liked it when I pinched your nipples through the fabric, pulling them and teasing them, until they tented your blouse prominently.

Your breath was uneven now, and I would loved to have seen your expression. You leaned back against me, as I parted my legs, opening your thighs wide. Your skirt rode way up your legs, so it was a simple matter to reach down with one hand and lift the hem a few inches higher. Both of my hands slid between your thighs. One found the wet fabric of your panties and pulled them slowly aside. I think one guy actually started to drool as your wet pussy was bared to his view.

But that was nothing compared to the looks of bald lust from them as I slid the fingers of my other hand over your sex. I skated up and down your wet furrow a few times, then pressed my fingers against your labia and parted them. One of the younger guys trembled, then suddenly blushed red, and I guessed he had just cum in his pants.

You must have seen it too, as you leaned your head back again and whispered in my ear, "I need you inside me..."

 

[lovingfingers]

David

Jennie and I parted from our kiss, looking into each other's eyes. You set your hands on either side of my face, saying softly, "I love the way you look at me. Your eyes... you make me feel..."

"You are beautiful," I half answered and finished, "I could stare at you.. all day..."

Your hands slid from my face to the top button on my tunic. Your eyes did not leave mine though, as you undid it and worked your way down my chest. When the last button yielded, you reached up and slid the tunic off my shoulders and let it slide to the floor. You rested your hands on my bare chest, our eyes still engaged, then reached for my pants. The simple clasp and zipper opened and my pants then slid down. Determined not to break our eye contact, I took your hands and managed to step out of my pants and shoes, slowly, if not gracefully.

I watched your pupils dilate as I set your hands on my hard cock, my hands free to move to your shoulders and around your neck. As I suspected, gown tied around back, and after a few moments, I managed to untie it and draw it forward, over your shoulders and off your breasts. Your grip on my cock tightened as the cool air caressed your nipples. My eyes remained on yours, as I reached for the skirted part of your gown. Thank heaven, like the original, it was an elastic waist. I slid my fingers inside the waist band and eased it down, over your hips. Once low enough, the entire gown slid down your body.

Your hands left my cock and wrapped around my neck, pulling me down for a more desperate kiss. My arms encircled you, and one kiss turned to many, heated and hard. Our bodies closed and my erection was sandwiched between us, pressing against your belly.

I broke our kiss, leaning back enough that our eyes could visually embrace again. I crouched and swept an arm under you, lifting you off the floor and out of your gown. It was only a few steps to your bed, so I carried you carefully and lay you down softly. I could not take my eyes from yours, as I moved on top of you, so deep and expressive. And.. hungry...

They widened and grew moist as you grabbed my cock and guided me to your entrance. A shuddered, "yes," escaped your lips as I entered you, your eyes rolling back momentarily, before reengaging mine. I moved slowly, each stroke pushing a little deeper, before withdrawing, the lips of your pussy clinging to the shaft. Our eyes held a silent conversation, as we fucked, our souls drawing closer.

 

[lovingfingers]

David

"Jennie," I breathed, overwhelmed by the intimacy of the moment. I continued to move slowly, each stroke almost leaving you, then reentering, penetrating you completely, until our hips were pressed together, the head of my cock flattening against your womb. Each stroke was a series of sensations that I could see in your face, your eyes. It was unlike any fuck I had ever had, a true union.

I changed my stroke, only pulling back an inch, then pushing as deep as I could, grinding against you. Each press elicited a soft, "yes," from you, yours eyes widening, your channel tightening around my cock, as the head nudged your womb...

"Yes... yes... yes... yes... yes.... yes... uh..yess... oh...ohhh...Yes...Yes! YESS! Oh fuck! YES!!!

I held my cock deep in you as you came, watching fireworks in your eyes, grinding against your writhing, then trembling body. You pulled my face against yours for heated kisses, before sliding your hands to my hips. You began to pull on me, urging me to fuck you harder, "David, cum in me. Please... cum in me..."

 

[lovingfingers]

David

There was something so compelling about Jennie, and what you asked. Despite the niggling thoughts in my mind about things you have said earlier, I found myself desiring only to give you what you wanted. For the second time today, I found myself in over my head. Was I falling for you? Why was this, were you, so different from anyone I had been with before?

Like a puppet on a string, I found myself fucking you more forcefully. The sound of my cock sliding in and out of your sex, the slap of our hips together, our moans and and sighs and groans, filled the room. And all the while, our eyes never leaving each other's. It was astonishingly intimate, making every other sex I had had seem casual, almost masturbatory.

Your channel tightened around my cock again, making each thrust more rough, and intensely pleasurable. I felt my balls tightening, as I teetered on the edge. Your eyes widened as your body spasmed and I lost all control. I came, a violent explosion inside you, my cock fountaining almost painfully inside you. Your eyes, somehow, I could see your pleasure in your eyes, and more, a union and reflection, and joy and love, and life!

We slowly came to rest, breathing hard. I lowered my lips to yours, savoring your lips. I felt your lips move against mine, speaking silently. I lifted my head slightly, then whispered something insane, "I love you too."

 

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Justin

I paused, thinking about how we could fuck discreetly in a cafe full of people. Granted, we were in a corner, behind the tall back of a booth, but still...

I told Susan to stand, and you did, your legs straddling mine, the guys watching us followed you eagerly with their eyes. I slid down in my chair, until my ass was perched on the front edge of the seat, my back curved in a slouch. I reached down and quickly undid my pants, and with a sigh of relief, released my cock.

One of our watchers whistled in expectation as I aimed my cock high with one hand and guided your hips down with the other. You lowered slowly, and we both brushed the fabric of your skirt out of the way. I felt your wet sex brush the tip of my cock. You guided your hips to the right position and sank down, your sex engulfing my erection. You rose and fell slowly a few times, until I was fully embedded within you.

We paused, adjusting to our new position. My hands moved to your hips and began to shift you forward and back. My cock moved within you, withdrawing at one angle, entering at another. Your shoulders remained fairly stationary, all the movements from your waist down. When we had established a good rhythm, I saw you look around. Obviously satisfied, you reached for the hem of your skirt and raised it for the boys. A couple pounded their table as they took in the view of your pussy gyrating on my manhood. Your cunt tightened, and you moved a bit faster, obviously turned on by the admiration of your lustful audience. I felt your fingernails brush my cock and realized your were circling your clit.

A waiter arrived at the table of your audience, but was completely ignored. He turned his head to see what they were looking at, and froze. Surprise, shock, and lust played over his face, as you tilted your head to look at him. You suddenly started bouncing on me, crying out as you came. The sensations tipped me over the edge, and I joined you in your climax.

A minute later, you stilled, then straightened your legs and rose off of me. My cock pulled free of you, flopping back against me. I quickly stuffed the sticky tool back in my pants, as you remained standing, holding your skirt to show the boys the semen dripping down your thighs. You dropped your skirt as they started to applaud. I could see others swiveling their heads to see what was being applauded, as you sat back down on my lap. You leaned back against me, turning your head to whisper in my ear that you were ready to go.

I agreed and looked about for our waitress. The waiter, who had been watching us, then approached. You rose and I joined you as he handed us a card, and said, "the gentlemen would like to settle your tab."

You thanked him, turned and blew the table a kiss, before taking my hand and leading me out of the café. As we walked out into the main lobby, you glanced at the card. It had a room number on it, and a telephone number. You looked at me and pursed your lips. I raised an eyebrow, "Well, you were wondering about our next sin..."

 

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David

I had never been one to use the 'L" word cavalierly. I had only used it twice before, and that had been after some time dating. Yet now, here I was, using it with a woman I barely knew, and had met only a few hours ago! I was balls deep in Jennie, having cum twice in you, sans protection. You had taunted your ex, saying I had just impregnated you! What the fuck?! I should be freaking out about now. And yet, somehow, it was ok...

As we lay together, my cock still buried deep inside you, I felt curiously at peace, as though this was the way it was supposed to be. A part of my mind rebelled, saying, "it can't be this easy."

But as I kissed you, slowly and softly, I felt myself relax, and surrender. I sudden chuckled, lifting my head to see you looking at me curiously. "Jennie," I admitted, "I think I am falling for you, and I don't even know your whole name."

 

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Chris

This was such a change of pace for us both. We missed Grace like crazy, but knew her grandmother was delighted to have our angel all to herself for a time. I was willing to bet that Sebastian was mooning over them both, so very eager for Carol to bear his child.

Charlie and I enjoyed the day, going to talks, meet and greets, shopping. It was refreshing to be one of the crowd. People flirted outrageously, as they do when they have the security of knowing that they don't have to put out. Most of them would probably wet themselves at the Club, which made it all the more fun to watch.

We parted for a time, as there were a few women focused events. This gave me time to shop, and I found a lovely, silver pectoral, for my wife. My wife. How I still grinned every time I thought of Charlie as mine, now and always.

I hid the bag with my prize behind my back, when I saw you in the distance. You saw me as well, and started my way. As you closed, I saw a young woman walking with you. She could not have been much older than twenty, very slender, wearing a flowing robe which gave volume to her figure. You two arrived, and I leaned in for a kiss. You took my face in your hands and gave me a serious kiss, which I thoroughly enjoyed. The girl with you watched us intently, and I was a mildly confused as to your PDA in front of her.

You finished the kiss, and we parted. You turned me towards your companion, "Chris, Megan. Megan, my husband, Chris."

I reached out and took Megan's hand, smiling, "nice to meet you."

You looked at her and then back at me, "Sweetheart, Megan and I were talking. She needs our help."

 

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Chris

I raised an eyebrow. My dear Charlie had a knack for finding people in need of help. She was.. remarkable and caring. I would not change anything about her, but it did challenge me some times. "Tell me more," I asked smiling.

"I want to seduce someone," Megan blurted out, blushing.

"And she wants our advice," Charlie finished.

"OK," I said, rubbing my chin, "Is this a one time fling seduction, or a 'I want to marry you and have your babies' seduction?

Megan blushed more brightly, "I don't know, both maybe... Its just that.. he doesn't notice me. He flirts with all these other girls and... I want him to flirt with me!"

"Flirt with you," I asked, "or fuck you?"

Megan's eyes widened, and then she nodded. "OK, all the other girls, is he sleeping with any of them?" I continued.

Megan shook her head, mumbling, "I don't think so."

"Good," I grinned, "Now we need to find his weakness."

"Every guy has them, that thing which drives them wild," I said thoughtfully, looking at Charlie, "What is he into? Is he a fan boy? What shows and actresses does he follow?"

Megan had to think, but soon started listing some of the things he had attended. Between Charlie and I, and the faithful internet, we soon had his number. Charlie looked at me, "masked ball tonight."

I chuckled. This was going to be fun. "OK," I smiled at Megan, "we have some shopping to do."

As we three walked back to the cavernous vendor area, Charlie took my hand, and kissed my cheek, "you are a good man."

I smiled wickedly back at you, "you'll make it up to me later..."

 

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Chris

An hour and a half later, I sat in Megan's room, as she and Charlie busied themselves in the bathroom. When the door open and you two emerged, I grinned, "now that's more like it!"

A delightful mix of Trinity, Cat Woman, Black Widow, and a half dozen female ninjas, Megan stood hesitantly, dressed in what looked like painted on leather, with a few buckles, straps and sheaths for knives and whatnot. I rose, "turn around."

She did, and noted the suit fit her ass nicely. All good. "Now, turn around again, more slowly," I coached, "shoulders back, and don't look at me, but past me."

She did, and I smiled, "Much better. Remember, he is enamored of strong women, and strong women do not take notice of mere mortals. Make him work to attract your attention."

Megan hesitated, "but I..."

"Don't worry," I said with confidence, "Charlie will be your wingman.. woman."

I looked over at my wife, "she knows a thing or two about teasing."

Charlie just moved her arms subtly closer together, accentuating her cleavage, and I paused to swallow, hard. You smiled and winked at me. "Alright then," I focused, "I need to shower and dress. I have some ground work to do before you arrive. And you should arrive fashionably late."

Twenty minutes later, I was decked out in a ridiculous amount of leather armor, my face well concealed. I told Megan to put on her mask, which consisted of a soft leather strip which covered her face from the eyes down. I took a quick pic with my phone.

I marched rather stiffly over to Charlie, pulling her close, "You... are going to help me out of all this."

And with a kiss, I was off, heading to the Grand ballroom. I stopped at the bar for a roll of drink chits, then considered the growing crowd. Who could I trust with a mission? Klingons...

 

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Chris

A short while later, I had managed to buy a round for a cohort of Klingons, and had convinced them to join in our adventure. They had been suspicious at first, but when I told them it was for love, well, Shakespeare, in the original Klingon, spoke eloquently of love. One particularly burly chap had been listening in to our conversation, and asked if he might assist, telling me that he had met his wife at a Con, and was rather sentimental about it. I asked him if he would not mind taking a tumble for love, and he grinned widely at me. I took his picture and sent it to Charlie, along with the instruction for her to show Megan a particular move our ex-Army, now security officers, had shown us in our defense classes.

I looked about the room and grinned. Everyone was in position, mostly, and well lubricated. What could go wrong?

I settled in a the bar, ordering a scotch, and surveyed the crowd. It wasn't too long before I spotted him. Anthony. I checked the picture Megan had sent me. Yeah, that was him. He was surveying the crowd, and some of the women in the crowd in particular, before ambling to the bar. Just as he was approaching, I looked one way and walked straight into him. We collided, but the bulk of our costumes shielded both of us.

We regarded each other, and I quickly apologized, "Hey, sorry about that. I wasn't looking where I was going."

I glanced around, "too much eye candy for my own good."

He laughed, "Yeah, I hear that."

I tossed the bartender a chit, "whatever he wants."

Anthony grinned, "Thanks, what are you drinking?"

"Laphroaig Lore," I answered, "pretty fiiine."

He ordered one of the same and settled back against the bar, looking out at the crowd. According to plan, a number of the Klingons drifted nearby, seeing me drinking with our mark. The din in the room had gradually risen, until we heard a shrill wolf whistle, and like everyone else, turned our heads towards the door.