The Convention

The Convention The Convention

Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

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Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Brandi meets a new friend at a dance competition who becomes even friendlier.

Summary

Brandi meets a new friend at a dance competition who becomes even friendlier.

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Submitted: March 20, 2016

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Submitted: March 20, 2016

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The Convention

The constant downpour was a definite hindrance to attendance, and it affected everybody’s attitude. The Bailey-Garner Convention hall’s parking area was less than one quarter full, a true reflection of the less than average crowd for such an event.

The small, lesser used part of the hall was empty, as usual. The larger, main hall was hosting a seasonal dance event, the West Coast Swing Dance Competition, and usually the hall was filled to capacity. More than enough tables were lined up in the area for the luncheon, but contestants were crowded together for some reason, waiting for the food to arrive.

Brandi sat patiently, not caring where her husband had disappeared to, when a woman approached.

“Anybody sitting here?” the girl asked. Brandi looked up and almost stammered when she answered. The girl was drop dead gorgeous; blonde and movie star pretty. She was already wearing her competition outfit, a short dark blue western skirt with white trim along the hem, and white cowgirl boots with fringe at the tops.

She wore a tight white tee shirt with a large circle cut out in front, displaying beautiful tan cleavage that nearly took Brandi’s breath away. A small dark jacket matching the skirt covered little of her top half.

“No, make yourself comfortable,” answered Brandi. The girl took the chair next to her and shuffled it close, so that both chairs touched. Their thighs were almost touching. “I’m Brandi,” she said.

“I’m Ginger,” the girl said cheerily. “Are you here for the competition?” she asked.

“Yes and no,” Brandi replied. “We don’t compete; my husband is one of the judges.”

“That’s great; I’d like to meet him,” Ginger said innocently.

“You probably will, certainly before the competition ends,” said Brandi sadly. “My husband tries to get a fuck or a blow job from all the good looking contestants, and he’ll definitely be looking for you later.”  

Ginger was shocked at Brandi’s admission. “Does he know that you know he does that?” she asked.

“Yes, as a matter of fact, he’s off right now somewhere trying to convince some tall red headed dancer to have a threesome with us.”

“So you don’t mind, and you actually have sex with other women and him?” Ginger asked, stunned at the idea.

“I don’t mind a threesome, and I’ve really enjoyed sex with some of the women, but Gary rarely fucks me anymore. He likes the thrill of fucking new pussy.”

“That’s sad to hear, Brandi. My dance partner, Jeremy, loves fucking; he says dancing makes him horny. After a competition, win or lose, he’ll fuck as soon as possible, anywhere.”

“You’re lucky, Ginger.”

“The only thing is; I happen to like oral sex and Jeremy just won’t go down on me. He’s strictly into using a finger and then just banging away. But at least he goes long enough so I can come. Does your husband go down on you very often?”

“No way,” said Brandi, shaking her head. “And I don’t like sucking his cock because he fucks so many other women.”

“So you don’t like sucking cock?” Ginger asked.

“Oh, I do!” Brandi said, “I really do, controlling a man with my mouth. But I like to take my time and control when he comes and I like to take it in my mouth.”

Ginger began to fan herself with a napkin.

“What’s the matter?” Brandi asked, sincerely concerned.

“All this talk about sex has me pretty hot. “Here…” she said, and taking Brandi’s hand she pulled it under Ginger’s skirt and between her legs.

Brandi’s eyes opened wide. “You’re naked!” she whispered loudly.

“And wet,” admitted Ginger. “Want to taste me?” she asked, biting her lower lip. Having just met Brandi, she had no idea how the woman would react to her boldness.

Brandi slid a finger into Ginger’s slit, and probed deep with it until Ginger smiled. Brandi pulled her hand up to her mouth and licked up and down her finger like she would to a hard cock.

Ginger grabbed Brandi’s hand and got up. “Come on; I have an idea,” she said. She held on to Brandi’s hand, leading her out of the large dining hall, down past the restrooms and into the smaller, abandoned hall. She seemed to know exactly where she wanted to go and within five minutes they were inside the women’s restroom.

Ginger quickly pushed Brandi up against the inside of the door as it slammed shut. Their bodies meshed quickly as Ginger’s mouth consumed Brandi’s small pouting lips. Brandi moaned instantly, her hands sliding between them to grab Ginger’s large breasts. Their tongues fought each other amid their passionate kisses.

Brandi wore a street dress, not a costume, but Ginger pulled it up over Brandi’s head and tossed it aside. She pulled Brandi’s bra down over her breasts and ran her tongue around Brandi’s nipples and sucked first one and then the other. Ginger’s hand snaked into the front of Brandi’s panties and found her pussy. Brandi pushed Ginger away from her breasts, stepped back and slid her panties off. She spread her legs and Ginger was on her knees in a flash, her fingers pawing at Brandi’s folds. Her face dug into Brandi and her tongue weaved its way into Brandi’s wetness.

Brandi moaned and grabbed Ginger’s head, enjoying the sensations of that tongue invading her most private place. Then Ginger’s mouth captured her clit and Brandi could hardly wait for more. “Oh, God, yes,” she groaned, “lick me, Ginger, make me come!”

Ginger had obviously done this before; her mouth and tongue treated Brandi to an intense orgasm, leaving Brandi’s legs shaking as she leaned back against the restroom door. When she had come down from her climax, Brandi pulled Ginger’s face to hers and kissed her, tasting herself on Ginger’s lips.

Ginger moved over to the sink counter tops and hopped up on the edge. “I’m so hot, Brandi; eat me out; I want to fill your mouth with my cum!” she gasped.

Brandi dropped to her knees in front of Ginger and as soon as her lips touched Ginger’s shaved pussy, Ginger closed her legs around Brandi’s head, slipping her legs over Brandi’s shoulders. Brandi stabbed her tongue in and out, teasing and tasting at the same time, feeling those soft thighs pressing harder and harder against her cheeks.

She had just began lapping her tongue up and down across Ginger’s clit when the door swung open. Brandi’s face was held tightly in place, so she could not turn her head, but Ginger said, “Jeremy! How did you find us?”

“I just kept asking people if they had seen you until a janitor said she thought she saw two women come in here. What’s going on?” he said.

Ginger moved her legs so that Brandi could stand up. Brandi was embarrassed for having been caught at what she was doing with Ginger, and she was amazed that he did not seem angry.

“Jeremy, this is Brandi; we just met, and we found out that we have some things in common. I needed somebody to eat me and she likes sucking cock, and right now we both need to be thoroughly fucked.”

Silently Jeremy took off his pants and boxers and his shoes. He walked over in front of Brandi and smiled at her. “Nice to meet you, Brandi. If you want to suck on me awhile, I’ll fuck you both.”

Brandi was too excited to care about anything. She got on her knees and slipped a hand under his balls. She squeezed them gently and slipped her mouth over the end of his soft cock. She slid her mouth down, taking the entire shaft in her mouth. Her tongue swirled around the tip inside her mouth until his cock had grown so thick and hard that she could not take it all in.

Brandi pumped her mouth up and down until he was throbbing in her mouth. Jeremy finally stopped her. “That’s enough,” he said, panting, “finger yourself while I take care of Ginger and I’ll be back.”

Brandi watched Jeremy pounding into Ginger, banging her against the mirrored wall with his thrusts. When Ginger finally came, he kept thrusting, slowly until she had finished her orgasm with his cock inside her.

Jeremy stepped back and pulled Brandi over to the sink. He lifted her up, sitting her on the counter next to Ginger. As he began to fuck Brandi, Jeremy slid three fingers into Ginger. She rubbed her clit with on hand and pinched a nipple with the other.

Brandi felt almost stretched by Jeremy’s cock; he was much bigger than her husband, Gary, and he was pushing for her depths with each stroke. He used his thumb to rub her clit, something Gary had never done before, and it excited her even more. She was clenching his cock and coming much sooner than she thought possible. The sensations surging through her whole body were delicious.

Jeremy grunted, “I’m almost there.”

Brandi pushed him away, disengaging them. Jeremy looked at her, somewhat confused, but she answered his curiosity immediately. She was on her knees with her mouth closing over his thick pulsing cock before he could protest. She only needed to suck him a little bit and his cum splashed against the back of her throat.

Swallowing greedily, Brandi took it all, looking at Jeremy’s face as he emptied himself into her warm mouth. She sucked him until he went limp in her mouth. Afterwards she stood and kissed Ginger on the mouth. Ginger slid her tongue inside Brandi’s mouth, and then winked at Jeremy. “Love the taste of your cum, babe.” She said.

As the three of them were walking back to the main hall, Brandi said, “Ginger, you still need to meet my husband, Gary. I don’t mind if you have sex with him; in fact, I’ll recommend you to him!”


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