Unconventional convention fun - Day 3 finale (F/M) | 2016

After my quick encounter earlier in the day (which I wrote about here: http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/26nbee/unconventional_convention_fun_a_day_3_distraction/), I straightened up my outfit and headed back to the show floor again, enjoying the slight breeze cooling my still flushed body and face. I hadn't heard anything from the guy I'd met during the first two days, but feeling at least somewhat satisfied I put that to the back of my mind... or at least I tried to, even if a part of me still wanted more before my weekend came to an end.

As the afternoon wore on, the show was getting near to closing time and the crowds were thinning - I was doing some last minute bargain-hunting as some stands started to pack up when I got a text - "my train is at 7, got time to meet?" I replied that yes, I did, and he let me know where he expected to be once the doors closed on the show. It was hard to concentrate on shopping any more... even though I'd only been fucked a few hours previously, the thought of having two people inside me in one day excited me as I'd never done anything remotely like it before.

I managed to focus my mind enough to make it through until the announcement came to clear the hall, and so I wandered out, pushing past the masses crowds who were now standing around outside and eventually finding the meeting spot we'd agreed on. Not long later, my new friend appeared, grinning and taking in the sight of me dressed as Catherine (from the video game of the same name, if you didn't read the previous story). No invitation or discussion of where we were going was needed, we just started walking straight to my hotel as he asked about my day - I talked about my time on the show floor, but will admit I didn't mention the fact that I'd already had sex once today.

The closer we got to the hotel, the more both of our thoughts were turning towards what came next - he told me how he'd been wondering what I looked like all dressed up all day, and finding an empty lift in the lobby looking turned into a hand massaging my ass as soon as the doors closed. This was quickly halted when someone else got in on the very next floor, leaving us both trying not to either look guilty or giggle before reaching my floor and stepping out into the hall.

We held in our giggles and laughter until we made it into the room, and once the laughter died down I found myself pressed against the wall of my room, his lips kissing mine, then moving quickly to explore my neck and the top of my chest as I sighed softly. As his mouth explored that area, his hands were running up and down my white stocking-clad legs, clearly enjoying the feeling of them against his fingers. One hand soon moved higher, under the tight white dress to press against my matching white thong. My sighs turned to moans as I felt his fingers trace and move against my slit, and my wetness began to spread once again as my arousal building quickly.

After pushing my thong to one side to rub and slip a finger inside my pussy briefly, for the second time that day I found my dress being pushed up and my thong rolled down my legs - I lifted one leg to half-kick them off when they reached my ankles, leaving the thong dangling from the other foot. Wordlessly, he reached down to unzip his jeans and produce his cock, and I shifted my legs, lifting one again as he rubbed himself against my entrance before watching my face as he slipped easily inside me. He was deep in me in no time thanks to my earlier exertions, fucking me quickly like a man who had wanted me constantly since our last meeting the previous day.

Pressed against the wall by his body as he thrust in me, this was a quick, urgent fuck... me moaning at his movements as he concentrated simply on filling me with his cock. It wasn't too long before his strokes became more urgent still, then hard and deep as I felt him cum deep inside me, burying his head into my shoulder as he did so.

Pulling out and stepping back, I stood up fully, looking down at my pushed up dress and feeling a little of his cum seeping out of me. Not wanting to make a mess, I moved to the bed and sat on the edge of it. Seeing his intent gaze upon me, and above all my wet, exposed pussy, I let a hand drift down my body to touch it, rubbing it and feeling some of his cum at the entrance. Wanted to explore more, I slid a couple of fingers inside, laying back on the bed and opening my legs as I moved them within me. I soon discovered that I was closer to my own orgasm than I'd realised, and a fast escalation of the feelings of my pleasure led to a self-centred journey to get myself off, fucking myself fast with my fingers then moving to furiously rubbing my clit until my pleasure peaked and washed over me in no time at all.

I was brought back to my senses as I felt the bed shifting, and opened my eyes to find him moving close to me, now naked and with his erection slowly growing right in front of my eyes. It was clear what he wanted here and I was in no mood to complain, reaching out to take his cock in my hand and stroke it, leading to him moving closer still so that I could take him into my mouth. Still laid back, one hand returned to teasing and stroking my pussy while the other wrapped around his cock, stroking it to full hardness while I sucked. Multi-tasking never has been my strong point, and the blowjob he was getting was stilted as I began to enjoy the sensation of my fingers exploring my clit again. While I did this his hands were also busy, slipping inside my top and bra to roll my nipples between his fingers and knead my breasts, before following my own hand to my pussy, slipping a finger in and out of me for a while before replacing my hand entirely with his own and working my wet clit to allow me to concentrate fully on his penis in my mouth.

That was probably the plan anyhow, but as his fingers pressed harder and worked faster on my clit, I pulled away from him to catch my breath and moan. I went between sucking him and stopping to breathe heavily and express the pleasure between my legs a few times, and eventually he was more than hard enough to move away and allow me to move up the bed so he could position himself between my legs.

Lifting my stocking-clad legs onto his shoulders, he slid into me easily once more, and again the fucking was fast and deep from the outset. He leaned forward, pushing my legs further back and angling our bodies to thrust deeper inside me, clearly enjoying my increasing moans. Feeling like he was close to hitting all of the right spots, I leaned forward, reaching out to hold my legs back and wide open myself for him. Part of me wished someone could see me at that moment, dressed in cosplay, dress riding up as someone I barely knew fucked me, knowing that another man had done exactly the same thing earlier. He was in just the right position now and the feeling was perfect as my excitement built quickly again, me gasping that I thought I was getting closer. Hearing the desire in my voice, his own hands took hold of my legs now, holding them right up into the air and spread wide as he fucked me hard and fast. My moans were loud now, a mix of my own pleasure and a sign to urge him not to stop, my focus on the feelings building inside me only briefly interrupted by a momentary worry that one of my shoes might come off and smack me in the head. This was just a fleeting flash in my brain before my senses returned to the fucking I was getting, me gripping the sheets as I came with a series of loud moans before pushing his chest away as it all became too much.

Seeing a slight look of disappointment at being pushed away I realised he must have been getting close himself, and breathlessly asking how he wanted me next. After unzipping and fighting my way out of the tight dress, I was soon straddling him wearing just my bra, stockings and suspenders, a little shakily and starting to feel a bit tired after the day's efforts. Regardless, I felt him easily slip inside me as I lowered myself onto him, undoing my bra and tossing it aside as I rode him steadily. His hands explored my newly-freed breasts enthusiastically, before spending some time running across the rest of my body as I continued moving on him.

I didn't have the energy to ride him hard at this point but he was clearly ready to cum, as he took a hold of me and effortlessly rolled us over in one motion, moving me sideways and then onto my back before moving atop me, pressing in close to me as he slid between my open legs and entered me one more time. With his body against mine, I wrapped my legs around him, moaning quietly as he fucked me quickly, leaning in to nibble my earlobe and whisper about how he was going to cum inside me again soon. This is exactly what he did a few minutes later, bringing one last moan from me has he pushed deep inside while he came a final time.

After laying there for a bit, exhausted, he went and cleaned up, chatting about what an amazing weekend it had been and so on. He told me of his hopes of being at the same event the next time it rolled around, and we left the possibility of meeting again in future open as he collected his things and headed off to catch his train home before I removed my final pieces of clothing for a shower.

With that, three days with the most consecutive sex I've ever had my weekend was over... almost. Trying to sleep in the hotel that night, I was irritated to hear a couple come into the room next door late, talking while the girl giggled loudly. I was relieved when that stopped, but then I the talking turned to low, almost whispered conversation, which then turned to quiet female moans through the thin hotel wall. Part of me wondered if others had heard me being fucked over the weekend, before the other part of me unthinkingly got out of bed to listen through the wall to what was going on next door. I guess that's their story not mine though!