Impatience is a virtue (F/M) - Part 1 | 2016

It was another big convention weekend for me last weekend, which meant packing a suitcase full of cosplay outfits and heading off for a weekend of walking about a big venue, posing for photos and lounging around in a hotel room. For once I was entirely on my own too, which was an odd experience - liberating in some ways but a little lonely at others, and it felt like a lot less people wanted to bother me for photos because I was alone for some reason.

Of course, given that freedom it wasn't too long until I pulled up Tinder on my phone, and after a slow start I soon found plenty of people who were also at the event. I matched with a fair few of them, to be honest there were no spark to most of the conversations, and they frittered out because of shyness of just lack of interest.

After an uneventful first day things picked up on Tinder for the second, busier day - while getting ready and dressing up as Rise from Persona 4 (her winter uniform again with long-sleeved black blouse, patterned short skirt and thigh-high stockings) I found myself with plenty of matches, but amongst all of the conversations one struck out as someone I clicked with. He was actually working at the event, a couple of years older than me, black and with a decidedly cute face. We talked about the event, highlights and what I was looking forward to and so on, and of course the conversation turned to what I was looking for on Tinder. Dropping the usual hints as to what that might be he was clearly interested, and over the course of the next hour or two I found myself stopping more and more often while walking around the event to check my phone and reply to him and things got a little racier.

It was becoming clear that we were going to meet up, the question was just when and where, and thanks to our conversation we were both at boiling point - I was feeling a little wet within my black thong, and he was clearly equally worked up. The trouble was that he didn't have a proper lunch break scheduled for a few hours, but an opportunity presented itself as he was offered a 20 minute breather away from his post. He messaged me quickly to see where I was and suggest a meeting place near him to quickly get together. Telling him I was on my way, I gathered my bearings and headed over in his direction.

I spotted him straight away, and unsurprisingly given that he knew my cosplay he also spotted me instantly. We said hi, and he enthusiastically chatted with me for a bit - my heart was beating fast thanks to our earlier online conversation and I could see he was a ball of nervous excitement too. It was him how prodded things forward by telling me he really hoped we could do everything we'd talked about online, to which I agreed. Lowering his voice, he leaned down confessed that he was really turned on right now and was struggling to keep his hands to himself. I giggled and told him quietly that I'd gotten pretty horny during the morning so far myself.

Grinning, he paused for a bit as if turning an idea over in his head before he said, quietly again, "wanna go somewhere out of the way?" "Like where, and to do what?" I asked. He replied that maybe he could give me a little pleasure right now to start things off, at which point my heart started to thud even harder in my chest. Swallowing, I asked where we'd go, to which he told me he still had 10 or 15 minutes and that he could show me.

I followed him across the packed show floor, reaching a side of the event where the crowds thinned out considerably and then practically vanished. Just around the corner from here was a kind of nondescript unused area, free from anyone passing by and hidden from the crowds in the hall.

"See?" he said, standing close to me, and as I looked up he moved in for a kiss. I assented, and as our tongues began to mingle I felt his hands on my shoulders as he slowly guided me over towards the wall that separated us from the main show floor, away from any prying eyes. The kissing became more intense there, and his hands on my back soon drifted down to squeeze and massage my ass through my skirt. Eventually those same hands were under that skirt, groping and squeezing through my knickers instead as I sighed quietly for the first time.

Breaking the kiss, he asked if I was okay, and as I nodded his hands glided from my backside, still under my skirt - while one stopped at my hip, the other continued around and after stroking my thigh I felt fingers press against my pussy through the material of my underwear, making me gasp slightly. As I glanced up at him, we made contact while his hand travelled up to the waistband of my knickers and carefully pushed inside them. He made straight for my pussy, and I saw his eyes widen as he reached my slit. "Wow, you really are so wet" he commented, and after teasing my entrance once of his fingers was soon slipping easily into me as I closed my eyes and held back a moan. After working a finger in and out as best he could within the confines of my underwear for a while, he added a second - his fingers were surprisingly slender but he knew how to work them, leaving my breath quickening and moans starting to build within me.

Once he realised I couldn't stifle these whimpers of pleasure any more, he kissed me hard and deep and started fingering me harder - even with the hubbub of the convention crowd not far away the sound of his fingers thrusting and moving in my wetness seemed like the loudest thing in the hall... not that I cared at that point, all I wanted was for this to continue until I came. Eventually he removed his fingers and dug around in my thong until he could easily get to my clit and rub it rapidly. Already in a sea of pleasure, this was too much for me, and the next minute or so was a quick climb to an orgasm as his fingers strummed over my hard clit and I moaned urgently into his mouth from my eventual orgasm.

He didn't stop until I was too sensitive to take it and had to half pull away while grabbing his hand, gasping for breath as he removed his hand from my thong, leaving me adjusting myself while still leaning partly against the wall while my legs got their strength back. Grinning, he popped the fingers that had been inside me into his mouth, commenting that he was looking forward to a proper taste later but noting that he should probably wash his hands and get back to his work. Flushed from my orgasm but partly wishing he'd fuck me on the floor of the convention hall right now, I took some more deep breaths and waved him off, letting him go on ahead while I finished recovering. Promising to let me know when his lunch break rolled around, he grinned and waved before making his way back into the crowd, while I let myself cool off and checked that my outfit was straight one last time before deciding how to pass the next couple of hours...