*Frolicon is held in Atlanta every year. This is a semi fiction account of what happened there...if you ask real nice, maybe I will tell you what happened, what is made up, and the bit of both. It is geeky, and kinky, and as sex positive as you can get. Check them out.*
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You wake up in the morning refreshed, and somewhat sore. You look over at him, and say "I think the box is broken..."
He just laughs. "I know you to well. As soon as something of interest comes along, you will be..fully functional."
You grin, because you know what he says is true. As far as you know, there is no real plans for today, just seeing what happens, saying goodbye to new friends, and gathering energy for the long ride home. You wander the dealers room one more time, but you have already bought what you wanted, within your budget. You are taken aback by the number of hugs you get from people as you walk around, some of which you never directly interacted with, but were simply impacted by watching your scenes. It makes you blush, and it makes you feel important. You also spend some time just wandering downtown Atlanta, sitting together at the park, and just enjoying being together.
At some point you go to the dungeon, gear free, just to look around one more time. You stop and stare at the wrestling mats set up on the floor, than look back at him.
"I could so take you."
He stares at you a moment. " Um..no. No, you could not."
Your eyes narrow. "Wanna bet?"
"You really want to do this..?"
In response, you start to strip down. "Naked wrestling to a pin or one of us gives."
He shakes his head, and starts to undress. "Feeling frisky? Your loss."
You step on to the mat, stretching. "Frisky, yes. We will see who loses.."
He steps to the center of the map, and watches you as you circle him. You make little feints, trying to make him flinch, and finally he swipes forward in an attempt to grab you. You dance out of range, and stick your tongue out. As soon as your tongue is safely back in your mouth he suddenly drops to the mat and sweeps his legs out, catching your ankles, and dropping you belly first to the floor. He rolls to you, as you try to catch your breath, and rapidly spanks your bare ass, the slaps echoing through the room. You yelp and roll away, coming up in a crouch. He has moved back to the other side of the mat, smirking, and you grit your teeth in anger as you rub your stinging ass. You rush forward, low, looking like you are going for his waist, and he shifts to catch your charge. At the last second, you drop to your knees, grab his calves and pull, dropping him on his back. You spring forward, crawling over him, and straddling his face.
You grab his hair, and look down. "I win..", you begin.
At which his long legs come up, wrap around your torso, and pull you away, tossing you down. He rolls forward, grabs both nipples, and twists. You yowl, and slap at his dangling cock. You miss, but he rapidly retreats, and you spring forward, grappling him.
You roll about, and he starts to get the upper hand, forcing you onto your back. You bend forward and bite his arm, clamping down hard enough that he hisses. You maintain your grip as he lets go, and you try to grab his legs. His free hand finds your hair, though, and start a slow but irrefutable pull, making you whimper and let go.
You writhe, and he pushes you face down onto the mat, lying all his weight on you. You feel his cock pressing into you, and your fight is replaced with lust. He bites down on the back of your neck, making you gasp. His hands slide up your arms, his hands locking into yours. He releases his grip on your neck, and whispers in your ear "Mine".
You spread your thighs, and whisper back, "Yours".
He fills you in a single thrust, making you cry out, than just stays still, throbbing inside you. You shiver, digging your nails into the mat waiting. He slowly withdraws from your pussy, than slams home again, making you groan. You look up again, finding yourself staring at a pair of heels. You follow the long legs up to see a grinning Amy looking down at you.
"Hi sexy! I think you are both winning.."
She steps back, and talks to who you assume is her boyfriend, as your lover slips out of you, and the two of you redress. You eye the man; he is handsome enough, in a rather typical way. He looks rather uncomfortable, eyes darting about nervously. You and your lover share a glance, as Amy walks over to you, hugging you both.
"Told you I would find you before it was all over!"
You grin at her, and lick your lips, then slide your gaze to her companion. She gives a slight eye roll, but smiles.
"Todd is fairly vanilla. He has been a swinger, and is OK with sex play..but whips and chains freaks him out".
Your lover turns away to hide a chuckle, and you find yourself at a bit of a loss. Finally you give a half shrug, and say "Well..we can see how things feel..maybe get one more playdate in, if everyone is on board."
She nods. "He is not possessive, but is rather intimidated by you both. Maybe a little afraid of getting tied down out of the blue or something, I don't know." She gets a far away look for a moment. "It can make it hard sometimes, when one partner is vanilla, and the other is a little kinky, but not on your level, and can be jealous."
