by Lexi Archer
"Come on," Tiffany said. "This is just the meeting room. We need to go somewhere with some privacy."
Kate smiled and took me by the hand. I glanced around the room again, and this time I definitely wasn’t imagining the envious looks I got from some of the guys sitting around. I even saw at least one guy reach out towards a model, but she quickly pulled her hand away and frowned at him, putting an end to that little expedition. Yeah, this definitely seemed like more of a "look but don't touch" sort of area.
I was delighted to see that Tiffany was taking us back to another room hidden behind a curtain. We stepped through the curtains into the changing room. Apparently they’d blocked off far more booth space than I could’ve imagined. It looked like they were using one booth for their front, one booth for the room where guys were chatting with the girls in costume, and there had to be at least two spaces here with the girls in various stages of undress. They wore various costumes from more franchises than I could count. And every one of them was drop dead gorgeous. I know it's cliché, but I really felt as though I'd died and gone to heaven. I was wondering what wonderful thing I'd done in a previous life to deserve this moment on top of every other wonderful sexual thing that had already happened this weekend.
My mouth must’ve been hanging open, because I felt a finger at my chin. I looked over to see Kate standing there smiling at me as she pushed up on my chin closing my mouth.
“Careful,” she said with a wink. “You’re gonna catch flies with your mouth hanging open like that.”
I blushed. “Sorry.”
I was delighted to see that she was taking us back through the changing room area. Jackpot! I was also surprised that the incredibly attractive young ladies in various stages of undress didn't seem to mind that I was a dude walking through their domain. I tried to repay their kindness in not freaking out by not staring. Too much.
Tiffany still held my wife's hand in her free hand, the one that wasn’t preoccupied with closing my mouth, and she pulled Kate to the back of the room where a large air mattress was set on the hard convention floor. Seeing that air mattress brought all sorts of deliciously naughty things to mind and I found myself wondering if yet another fantasy was going to come true right in front of me.
It certainly seemed like the weekend for that sort of thing to be happening!
Tiffany gestured for my wife to sit down on the air mattress. It looked to be a good sized air mattress too. Looking at the mattress was putting ideas into my mind. Impossible ideas. I knew the girls at this booth were probably working long hours at the convention, and no doubt the modeling company had set up the mattress back here to make sure they had a spot to catch a cat nap when they had a few minutes to themselves.
It probably wasn’t there for the reasons I was hoping it was there.
Kate obediently sat on the air mattress. She grinned and nodded over to where Tiffany was walking to one curtained pink wall. She reached up and started pulling another curtain to the side. They had a wire running across the length of the changing area which allowed her to pull the curtain for privacy. Note that we needed to worry about privacy or being separated from the rest of the changing room considering no one was here other than the girl at the front, but the implications of that curtain being drawn shut were making my cock throb.
Both of my eyebrows rose. Once again I found myself thinking thoughts, impossible thoughts, as Tiffany turned around and raised her own eyebrows with a wide grin. She looked at me and then to Kate. She licked her lips and Kate smiled, suddenly looking uncertain for the first time at the convention. Taking on three guys at once didn't bother her, but suddenly she was unsure of herself when she was presented with a hot girl who obviously had the hots for her? Weird.
Tiffany advanced on the air mattress, her hips swaying back and forth hypnotically. Her ass moving in dangerously distracting ways that had me forgetting everything else until that ass moved in front of my wife and I was brought back to the reality of what was happening. Tiffany got down on her knees on the air mattress suddenly smiling with an uncertain smile of her own.
Kate reached out and brushed a strand of hair from Tiffany's face. I wanted nothing more than to see my wife lean forward and kiss her as they looked into each other's eyes with those hesitant smiles. There was something about the way they both so obviously wanted this but were afraid to give into their feelings that was so goddamn sexy!
My wife was the first aggressor. She glanced to me, smiled, then she was on Tiffany. I breathed in sharply as my wife leaned forward and pressed Tiffany back against the air mattress, her hands running all over our sexy new friend me as their lips pressed together.
Tiffany squealed quietly in delight, she probably didn't want to alert anyone wandering the dealer hall as to what was going on back here considering we were only separated from the rest of the convention by a cloth wall. She struggled for a moment, and then she melted into my wife as they pressed their amazingly hot bodies together, as I watched those tits I’d been drooling over pressing against my wife's costume.
Going by Kate's appreciative moans, also subdued considering where we were, it seemed our new friend knew how to kiss. Her lips looked so soft, and I savored the sight of Kate's soft lips pressing against Tiffany's, the intoxicating sight of Tiffany's tongue running against my wife's lips teasing her and then pulling back whenever Kate opened her mouth to let Tiffany in.
Yeah, I was just a spectator but it was obvious from the show that Tiffany knew how to kiss.
Kate pulled herself over Tiffany, never breaking that exquisite kiss. She threw her legs over the college hottie, her plastic bikini bottoms rubbing against Tiffany's panty clad pussy. I winced and prayed that wouldn't end with her costume breaking, because no matter how hot this was I knew she'd be annoyed if the experience ended with her costume getting busted.
There was no loud snap though. Kate wrapped her arms around Tiffany and started moving her hand up under Tiffany's top. She wasn’t in the skimpiest variant of a Fialux costume, but the one she was in came pretty close. As my wife's hand moved up her back and under her tight fitting top I caught a glimpse of the underside of Tiffany's delectable tits and realized that she wasn’t wearing a bra. Not that I should’ve been surprised. The outfit was so tight that there was no room for a bra in there anyways even considering that Tiffany looked to be a couple of cup sizes smaller than my wife. That just made my mouth water all the more as I realized that the gravity defying bounce in her tits was all-natural, all her.
I had to see those tits. I willed Kate to pull her top up all the way already so I could get a view of the heaven that I'd only gotten a glimpse of the day before. Apparently Kate was in the same mood I was. She rolled around until Tiffany was on top. Her hands moved around to the front and she clawed at Tiffany's top, though it was so tight against the college hottie that it was difficult for my wife to get a good grip. Tiffany pulled away from Kate for a moment and looked down , a smile on her face.
“My, aren’t we eager?”
Kate grinned up at her. “Sorry, it's been awhile since I've been with a girl, and never like this...”
My cock twitched at that admission. I'd seen my wife make out with a couple of girls during ill-advised drunken hookups back in college, but it had never gone beyond that. Still, I'd always wondered, and now I knew. Tiffany's eyes widened in the mock surprise. “It’s your first time? I'm honored!”
Kate seemed done with talking for the moment. Instead she attacked the problem of Tiffany's tight shirt from a different angle. Instead of trying to move her hand down the front of Tiffany's shirt, a shirt that was surprisingly tight and surprisingly good at keeping my wife's hands out because it was so tight against her body, she decided instead to come up from the bottom.
I held my breath as my wife reached down to where the bottom of Tiffany's top barely brushed against the top of her rib cage and tugged up. Tiffany grinned and then she sat up so she was sitting directly on my wife's stomach and pointedly not p
utting any weight on her bottoms or the plastic there. Kate sat up until her body was pressing against Tiffany, though again they were sitting so that Tiffany was repositioned on my wife's legs and not in danger of ruining the costume. Kate's bare stomach pressed against Tiffany's exposed stomach. Their tits mashed together, although Kate's didn’t give nearly as much since her outfit was reinforced with vacuum formed plastic and Tiffany's was just spandex held up by the glory that was her gravity defying tits.
Kate resumed her frantic tugging at the bottom of Tiffany's shirt and Tiffany was kind enough to move her arms up to allow my wife easier access. A moment later the ridiculously tight bottom of her shirt, she must have had some sort of elastic down there keeping the thing in place, was pulling up and her tits spilled out bouncing in front of my wife's face.
Oh my God.
I’d seen plenty of tits before in my life. Hell, I was pretty darn attracted to the pair Kate sported, but this was incredible both because of how incredible her tits were and how incredible they looked with my wife leaning in so close in a forbidden girl-on-girl affair.
Tiffany had the perfect figure to pull off that costume. Slim and toned. It was amazing the way her tits jutted out from her slim frame which moved down to a delicious ass. Her tits had wide pink nipples, and tips that were just begging to be licked and sucked. Kate must've been thinking the same thing because she did just that, burying her face in between Tiffany's tits for a moment as she gasped and moved a hand behind Kate's head. Tiffany ran that hand through my wife's hair, gripping it and pulling slightly as my wife's tongue darted out and wrapped around one of her nipples.
I was in heaven as I watched my wife explore this beauty’s body. Tiffany had her eyes closed in a look of pure ecstasy as Kate worked on her tits, but then her eyes flew open and she looked over to me, eyes lidded, her mouth open in a gasp that was so sexy. To be perfectly honest it was the first time I'd seen that look from a girl in person in over a decade considering Kate has been the only girl for me. Sure I saw women looking hot and bothered when I watched porn, but there was just something about the real thing.
That looked like an invitation, but Kate had her eyes closed with her mouth buried between Tiffany's tits and I wasn't sure how she'd take me taking Tiffany up on that invitation. The fantasy was my wife with other people, and even though she'd been cool about me staring at Tiffany yesterday that wasn't to say she'd be cool with me walking over and seeing if this girl was interested in helping me out with the hard situation between my legs.
I didn't even know if she'd be interested in helping me with the hard situation between my legs for that matter. Still, I figured it wouldn't hurt to move a little closer, so I did. Kate was busy with her face buried in Tiffany’s chest, but as I approached she pulled away and looked up at me. She looked to Tiffany and then back to me.
"Do you?" Kate asked.
I licked my lips. "That depends, does she?"
Tiffany bit her lip and looked between the two of us. She looked back up to me and nodded, a cute little blush rising to her cheeks. I seized the opportunity and leaned down, not quite believing what I was doing as Tiffany's eyes closed and then our lips were pressed together. Tiffany’s tongue darted out of her own mouth and swirled dueling with mine. Tiffany sighed and I felt my wife moving forward again to continue her exploration of the girl's tits, and we stayed like that for a moment that stretched into eternity but couldn't have lasted more than a few minutes. Finally I pulled away and looked down to Kate who pulled back from Tiffany’s heaving chest and grinned.
“Having fun?”
“Damn,” I breathed.
“Well just you wait,” Kate said. “We’re just getting started.”
15: Threesome
My wife pulled away and moved around behind me. She pushed me until I fell down on the air mattress. A moment later I felt the air mattress shifting underneath me and behind me as she got down, presumably on her knees. Her hands snaked out and started running up and down my stomach.
I closed my eyes and groaned at that delicious sensation running up and down the front of my body, but then I was distracted by Tiffany leaning forward and pressing her lips against mine again. I felt my wife lean forward and her breath was hot against my ear. I could almost hear the smile in her voice as she whispered just loud enough for me to hear.
"This is a thank you for how wonderful you're being this weekend," she said.
Talk about one hell of a thank you! Only I didn't have much time to think about it. Tiffany sighed as she leaned in to kiss me again. The soft way she was kissing me, the way she was holding back, it was obvious she was expecting me to be the aggressor in this little game. And that was a role I was more than happy to play.
I pressed my lips against her firmly, thinking about how crazy it was that I was making out with someone other than my wife. Wondering if this is what it felt like for Kate when she was with those guys the day before. Suddenly I was getting a new appreciation for this fantasy from the other side. My own tongue pressed out from my mouth and I was rewarded by the delicious wet feeling of Tiffany's tongue shooting out to duel with mine.
I got so wrapped up in the kiss that I barely felt it as something tugged on my shirt. I unwrapped from my forbidden embrace with Tiffany to hold my arms out and then Kate was pulling my shirt up and tossing it to the side. I heard it land with a muted thump against the air mattress and then it hit the hard convention center floor. I leaned forward and gasped as my bare chest brushed against Tiffany’s tits. The feeling of her delicious nipples rubbing against me, of our bodies pressing together, caused my cock to throb even more as I pressed my cock up into her, as she started grinding her ass down against my rock hard member.
This was all too much for me. It had been so long since I'd been with anyone other than my wife and I had to know what it felt like to have that delicious wet warmth pressed against me without any underwear in between us. I moved down and started pulling on her skirt, and she pulled back from the kiss and held up a finger to wag at me.
“You’re being naughty,” she said.
“I need you,” I said.
Then Kate was in between us on her knees as well. She leaned forward and she was making out with Tiffany, moving a hand up to cup Tiffany's tits and roll her nipples in between her fingers. I groaned as my wife's other hand moved down to grab Tiffany's hand and move it forward until they were both exploring my cock. Once Tiffany got the idea Kate moved her free hand to Tiffany's other free hand and moved it down between her legs.
I followed the path her hand was taking with my eyes and stared as I realized Kate had somehow managed to remove her bottoms while I was distracted with the incredible delights that Tiffany had to offer. Tiffany hadn't realized it yet, but her eyes went wide as her fingers moved between my wife's legs and made contact with her pussy which was glistening. Tiffany smiled and then her fingers started exploring my wife. Kate responded by throwing her head back and gasping as her pussy was explored by another woman.
Talk about a weekend of firsts. The first time she was with a man other than me for the first time in years. The first time she was with a woman for the first time in years. Damn!
And it was driving me wild. The combination of seeing my wife with someone else, even if it was a woman and not a man, was driving me crazy. The feel of Tiffany's exquisite body pressed against my own, of her pussy grinding against me, was threatening to drive me over the edge. I needed to have her, and I needed to have her now.
"My pants," I gasped.
Tiffany didn't move, but she did lift up slightly. She seemed too distracted with my wife exploring her body, with her exploring my wife's body, to do more than that. Whatever. I fumbled at my shorts and managed to pull them down even with Tiffany's body over my own. With her legs still on either side of my body. I managed to shimmy out of my shorts and boxers and then it was a matter of kicking them down to the bottom of the air mattress.
Only there was still the issue of Tiffany’s pa
nties to deal with. I moved my way down and started to tug on her skirt, but she reached down and used her free hand, the one that wasn't being used to finger my wife, to hold my hand in place. I looked up at her and raised an eyebrow.
“No,” she said. “Leave the skirt on. It turns me on.”
Well then. Who was I to argue with what turned on a beautiful creature such as this? Hell, if she said that it would turn her on if I fucked her while I was whistling Dixie then I’d probably decide it was time for the South to rise again.
So instead I pulled her panties to the side, savoring every inch that was exposed as I moved them aside revealing her wet glistening pussy which looked absolutely delicious as it was exposed to me for the first time, and she gasped as it made contact with the air.
I listened to the sound of the convention going on all around us, knew there were people just on the other side of the pink cloth partitions separating the dressing area from the rest of the convention hall, and once again I found myself turned on knowing that we were in such a public place doing this. Knowing that we were in such close proximity to a large group of people who would have hard cocks or wet pussies of their own if they had any idea what was going on just a few feet away from one of the main thoroughfares in the dealer hall.
I held her panties to the side, tried to position my cock, but it was difficult trying to get in position from this angle. Tiffany seemed to realize that I was having trouble. She lifted up and grinned as she moved her pussy against my cockhead.
It was a moment that stretched into eternity. I looked up to my wife. Kate's eyes were squeezed shut so I reached out and pinched her stomach. Her eyes flew open and she looked down. A naughty smile played across her face as she realized what was happening. She licked her lips as she looked at me and I wondered if the expression on her face was anything like how I'd looked yesterday when Kate and those guys were looking at me seemingly for permission to proceed in their forbidden exploration.
