Day Four - Creampie Goddess:
She woke up feeling randy after dreaming of unending cum showers all night. Yesterday had been liberating. She had let go of her inhibitions and let herself indulge her secret desires.
Now she was ready for more.
"But why spend the whole day in bed dreaming about it, when I can go out and actually have it?" She got up, dressed in a nice shirt and jeans and brushed her hair, smiling when she noticed some dried cum that didn't get washed out in the shower last night.
She headed out to the morning sessions, but on the way down, she had a stop to make first. At the concierge desk, she found Bruce, as she had hoped.
He greeted her, "How is my favorite guest doing today?"
She smiled. "Much the same as yesterday: happy, healthy, and horny. I'd take you upstairs and show you, but I have to get to the meetings."
"Maybe later," he replied, hopefully.
"That's what I came to see you about. I've been having a ball (several, actually - she thought to herself) but the last night of the conference is coming up in a couple of days and I was hoping you could help me plan something extra special. It's a special fantasy of mine."
"Anything for you..."
She beckoned him close and whispered her idea in his ear. His eyes grew wide and he smiled an evil grin.
"Say no more. I have some ideas and some connections that can make that even better than you're imagining. Just leave everything to me. Keep your evening clear, starting at, say 9 pm?"
"I can hardly wait. You're the best concierge in town, and I say that as someone who's sampled your talents."
"See you later in my dreams, hot stuff," he grinned back.
The morning sessions were interesting, but she still had trouble concentrating. Four of the grad students she'd flirted with yesterday were sitting a few rows ahead of her and she couldn't take her eyes off of them. They were all in their early twenties, tall, handsome, fit, and energetic. In turn, she imagined having each of them take her, pressing their hunky bodies against her and ravaging her eager body.
The lunch break broke her reverie, but as she went to grab one of the free sandwiches, they walked up and greeted her.
"Oh, hi, boys. I was just thinking about you guys. This afternoon is the poster session, isn't it?"
One of them said, "We've all got posters, I hope you'll come by when I'm presenting."
"I'll be sure to come. I can't wait to see your work." Looking around, she added, "All of you, of course."
"And what's your research about?" one of them asked.
Thinking maybe her flirting was too subtle for them to know what she really meant, she kicked it up a notch.
"Most recently, I've been thinking a lot about reproductive behavior among graduate students."
"Let us know if you need some test subjects," one of them said. They all laughed as if he'd said the most clever thing ever.
"Oh, you naughty boys.." she said. She laughed and said, "See you later." As she walked away, she turned back to let them know she was interested and was gratified to see them watching her ass as she walked away.
She went and ate her lunch alone, thinking about what kind of research into her body she wanted those young scientists to do...
During the poster session, she went from poster to poster and listened politely, but she also did a lot of subtle flirting with all the ones she found attractive, including a few of the girls, just for fun.
At the end of the session, she found herself walking out of the poster room with the guy who had offered to help her with her research.
"Ah, it's you. Does that offer to be a test subject still go?"
"Do you have a written protocol? I'd have to review it," he said, still thinking he was being clever.
