It was time for the annual cosplay convention, and Eric and his wife Erin were incredibly excited. As they drove to the venue, their car filled with luggage, boxes full of foam items for their costumes, and booze, they talked about all the fun things that were to be done while there. One of their favorite things to do at the convention was to make love to one another while in costume. However, this was a very hard thing to coordinate, as they always split the room with their closest friends.
In past years, Eric and Erin managed to sneak away from their roommates for the weekend and get the room to themselves for a quickie in bed.
"I know that we have to make sacrifices to save money," Erin said, "but I really hate that we can't just have sex whenever we want."
"I know," Eric said, "I wish that we could just have a little time for some privacy where we don't have to rush anything. I hate just having quickies. When I make love to you, I want the full experience."
"What is the full experience?"
"Oral. I want oral. We never go down on one another anymore, and you give one hell of a blowjob."
"I only blow you when you shave, you know that."
"I do, and I'm smooth as a baby's butt down there!"
Eric and Erin laughed, not at the situation, but at their comfort level with one another. They knew that they had the type of relationship where they could talk about anything openly and honestly.
"Ok, I can buy into those terms then, on one condition?"
Eric smiled, he loved it when he knew he was going to get a blowjob, "And that condition is?"
Erin paused and thought for a moment before she spoke, "I want this full experience to happen when everyone is asleep in the room."
Eric's eyes widened. "What?"
Now it was Erin's turn to smile. "You heard me, if we're doing this, I want some danger added to it."
They laughed as Eric agreed and held hands excitedly. This was certainly going to be their best convention yet.
The first two days of the convention came and went far more quickly than any of the friends could have realized. During the day they went their separate ways, playing games, listening to seminars, walking the massive hall where dealers sold their fun and unique items. At night, they would all convene for dinner and some drinks, and usually attend a drinking songs event afterwards.
Eric started noticing on day two that his friend's wife, Jenny, would start to become much more affectionate towards him after these drinking sessions. At first he second guessed himself, he told himself he was imagining that she was making eyes at him, or licking his lips at him. However, it wasn't until she held his hand secretly behind his back as he walked next to his wife that his suspicions came to reality.
She quickly escalated her affection from hand holding to squeezing his buttocks and rubbing her hand along the inside of her leg, drawing his attention to her vagina. It was covered in a thin, blond pubic hair that was neatly trimmed short.
He had been thinking about it constantly the past couple of days, especially at night when he and his wife didn't have sex. He would lie in bed, his penis erect, as he would think about her Jenny's vagina. He imagined the pubic hair would tickle the tip of his penis as he eased it into her vagina. He imagined what her moans would sound like in his ear, and he imagined all the different places that he would ejaculate on and inside of her.
His favorite was to image that she was riding on top of him and after he came inside of her, she slipped off of his penis, and then flipped around and blew him.
Each morning his alarm would sound just as she was about to flip over and blow him. Each morning he would reach over across the bed and caress his wife's breast and slowly inch into her backside, pulling his member from his underwear and thursting it inbetween her legs. Each time he did this he was met with a rejection from his wife. Each morning after rejection, as he walked to the bathroom to masturbate, he would look at Jenny, sleeping in the bed next to him with her husband. He could always see her hard nipped resting on her average sized breasts under her thin tank top.
Saturday is when Eric finally broke.
After another rejection from his wife, Eric's expectations shattered, he had accepted his hopeless fate that he would ever get to achieve the goal that the couple set out to do on their drive down. Worst of all, he was more upset that he wouldn't get a blowjob!
He tried not to let it affect his day at the convention though. Saturday was the day he had been looking forward to most of all. Saturday was the day that he and his wife, and Jenny were all donning their costumes for the convention.
Eric had chosen Space Lord, one of his favorite cosmic comic characters.
Erin had chosen Lady Tif, the powerful hand sidekick of a great god of a warrior.
Jenny had chosen Caster, one of the many villains that Lady Tif stopped from destroying the world on a constant basis.
Eric had dressed that morning in a rather short amount of time, Jenny and Erin were a different story altogether. The girls prepared their costumes and makeup in separate bathrooms, and dressed separately as well. Erin, who had woken up a little late had gone into one bathroom and shut the door while she put her face on.
It wasn't until Erin locked the bathroom door behind her that Jenny came out of the bedroom.
"Hey Eric, I need a little help putting on my corset, would you mind?"
Eric being the helpful person he is smiled and stood to walk into the bedroom with Jenny to help her. Jenny stood with her back to him as he entered the room. The bright green corset was wrapped around her stomach as she attempted to clasp it from the front. She wore a black bra and black leggings with green circles that ran up and down them.
"What do you need me to do?"
Jenny looked over her shoulder, "Oh good, I need help tying this up in the back. You just need to tug on the fabric back there and it should tighten itself up."
Eric grasped the soft fabric, and just before he pulled, Jenny cried out.
"Oh wait! I can't put this on while I'm wearing a bra!"
Eric dropped the strings and spun around as he watched her reach back and start to unclasp the bra she was wearing. "No problem", he said "just let me know when you're ready."
The room was silent for a moment and then he heard Jenny's voice say "Ok, I'm ready,"
When Eric spun around he was standing face to face with Jenny. The green corset had been dropped haphazardly on the ground along side of her bra, and she stood in front of him topless. Her pale skin made her pinkish nipples seem darker than he imagined them to be, and he noticed that her nipples were erected.
He quickly looked up from her bosom to meet her gaze. She smiled wryly and grasped him by the belt and pulled her close to her. He came to stop between her legs as she spread them wide. Then her hand shifted from his belt buckle and came to rest on his penis.
Eric was speechless.
Jenny moved her hand up and down his crotch. "My, my," she said "no wonder Erin loves you as much as she does."
Slowly, never breaking eye contact with Eric, she unzipped his zipper, reached into his pants, and pulled out his erect penis. Her fingers felt soft against his shaft as they rubbed up and down it's length.
