("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._
                `6_ 6  )   `-.  (     ).`-.__.`)
                (_Y_.)'  ._   )  `._ `. ``-..-'
               _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,'
              ((('   (((-(((''  ((((
            K R I S T E N' S    C O L L E C T I O N
 	   _________________________________________
                            WARNING!
	   This text file contains sexually explicit
	   material. If you do not wish to read this
	   type of literature, or you are under age,
	   PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!!
 	   _________________________________________




		   Scroll down to view text


















-------------------------------------------------------
This work is copyrighted to the author © 2014. Please
do not remove the author information nor make any 
changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you 
for your consideration.
-------------------------------------------------------

The Conference
by ZeroFucksGiven (zero_f_g@hotmail.com)

***

Two conference attendees give in to their desire for one 
another. (MF, bd)

***

He waited for her in the darkened room and wondered how 
long it would take before he heard her card in the 
electronic lock. They'd known each other professionally 
for over a year, but at this year's biggest industry 
conference after some drunken teasing and a flurry of 
flirtatious text messages, they'd discovered they shared 
some deeper interests. 

His stomach was knit tight with anticipation. Were his 
preparations in vain? Was she all talk or was she up for 
this? Would she show up at all?

He counted just past five hundred before the lock 
whirred and the door cracked open. He saw her petite, 
but muscular silhouette outlined briefly by the hallway 
light before the door shut again. 

"Did you bring it?" he asked her, "are you wearing it?"

"Yes." There was shame in her voice, but excitement too. 

"Come and stand by the bed. Face away from me."

She was smart. He liked that. She waited for her eyes to 
adjust to the dark just long enough, but not so long 
that he could punish her for disobedience. She padded 
over to the bed as commanded. He flicked the bedside 
light on. As she turned her head to look, he pressed his 
hard body against her back. She could feel his chest 
pressing against her. 

His hips and erection tightly pushing against her ass. 
He flipped her effortlessly onto the bed and pushed her 
head down into the soft white linen. The smell of newly 
washed hotel sheets mixed with the scent of his body. He 
was warm and he was breathing heavily.

"Shhh," he uttered brusquely. "Don't say a word. I know 
what you want, you little whore." 

She could feel her pussy aching from anticipation. Her 
head was spinning and her heart was pounding. She had 
imagined this ever since her first encounter with him a 
few years ago. She twisted under his body trying to 
break free. 

"Oh no you don't." He grabbed her wrists and lifted her 
arms forcefully over her head. "You liked your gift, 
didn't you?," he whispered close to her ear. His 
presence was so intense and once again the tingle 
between her legs reminded her of how much she wanted 
him. 

"Show it to me!" he growled. He took his weight off her 
and let her up. She slowly peeled off her shirt, 
revealing a lacy black bra. She turned to face him so he 
could see the cut of it against her skin. 

"Now the rest." He smirked as the colour rose to her 
cheeks. She unbuttoned her jeans and looked at him 
bashfully as she slid the zipper down. 

"Don't play coy with me. You know why you're here." She 
dropped her head, then slipped her jeans down and kicked 
free of them. Her legs were supple and well defined. She 
wore a lace thong that matched her bra and sat 
beautifully against the definition of her quads.

"Turn around. Slowly." She raised her arms and slowly 
turned, her shyness seemingly gone now. The thong had a 
T-back that disappeared neatly between her cheeks. 

It looked as good as he'd expected it to. He resisted 
the urge to rip her new things from her - the night was 
young and he planned to make it last. For what he 
planned next though, the bra had to go. He stood and 
unsnapped the hooks at the back and pushed it from her 
shoulders. She shivered as it fell away, despite the 
warmth of the room.

He couldn't resist a smile as he looked over her 
shoulder. Her nipples stood at attention. He resisted 
the urge to pinch one. Plenty of time for that later. 
Time to get started. He pulled her hands behind her back 
and holding them with one hand, wrapped a rope around 
them with the other. She gasped as she felt the rough 
material bite into her wrists. 

"I hope you didn't have to be anywhere tonight. You're 
not going to be moving far for quite some time." She 
stayed silent as he worked the rope further up her arms, 
passing loops between the gap and tying off knots in 
intricate patterns. Perhaps not as graceful as some 
shibari he'd seen, but it would do the job. The tattoo 
on her back rippled as she moved to let him work. 

She could hardly breathe. The lust she felt was 
overwhelming. Her thong was wet and warm from the 
excitement she was feeling. The feeling of not being 
able to touch him, touch his muscled chest, his back, 
was so frustrating. Impatiently she waited for him to 
make his next move.

He tied off the last of the rope and stood back to check 
his handiwork. Adequate, he thought, but practice 
needed. She looked good though. The knot work framed her 
tattoo nicely. A falcon snatching a koi from a pond. He 
pulled her bodily toward the bed and pushed her onto it 
face down. Unable to catch herself, she fell heavily 
onto the mattress. He was on top of her immediately, 
pinning her down.

"You like that?" he whispered in her ear, "being 
completely at my mercy?" 

She didn't answer him. He pulled her arms up until the 
pain of it registered on her furrowed brow.

"I asked you a question."

"No," her voice shook.

"Liar," he snaked a hand down into her thong and pushed 
his fingers into her. They slid in without resistance. 
"Still want to tell me you don't like it? People who 
tell lies need to be corrected. How shall I correct 
you?" He stood, leaving her face down on the bed. "I 
think I have it"

Moments later, she felt the sting of something strike 
her ass hard. He dragged a short length of rope past her 
eyes. 

"I thought this might come in handy." He hit her again, 
watching with satisfaction as a second red welt rose on 
her supple cheeks. "Are you going to tell me the truth 
from now on?"

"Yes!" she gasped. "Please don't..." the stinging slap 
of a third blow cut her off

"Don't what? You're mine. Be a good girl, or a bad girl 
if I tell you to, and you may just enjoy yourself 
tonight."

"Now," he said, gently rubbing the welts he'd left on 
her, "tell me, do you like being completely at my 
mercy?"

"Yes," her voice was thick and her breath heavy.

"Get up" He dragged her bodily from the bed and over to 
stand in front of the mirror. "On your knees" She 
lowered herself to the floor, her legs working overtime 
to keep balance. He stood before her, a thin layer of 
cloth between her and his cock. 

"You want it, don't you?" He smiled down at her. She 
nodded. 

"Say it!"

"I want it!"

"What do you want?" 

She bit her lip. "Your cock. I want your cock!"

His smile widened. He liked teasing her and rubbed his 
cock against her face. She could feel it hard and warm 
through the soft cloth. Her eyes were hazy as she looked 
up on him. "Please," she whispered. 

He smirked and shook his head. "Not yet. Spread your 
legs," he commanded and pushed her legs apart with his 
feet.  

He stood behind her now. She could see him in the mirror 
as he lowered himself down to the floor. He sat down on 
his knees behind her. He gazed at her through the 
mirror. His eyes glazed with lust. He ran a finger along 
the inside of her thong and pulled it upward, making it 
cut into her pussy. He pulled gently, then with greater 
force, then he reached around to gently touch her lips 
as they peeked through the thin material. 

She moaned softly. With a smirk, he ripped her thong to 
the side with such a force the seam broke and it fell 
away, hanging uselessly from one leg. He put his left 
arm around her neck and pulled her towards him. She 
moaned again as she felt his fingers inside her once 
more. This time more firm, more eager, more insistent.

"Open your mouth. Taste it," he said and shoved his 
fingers in her mouth. She sucked at his fingers greedily 
and he laughed. "Look at you. Look at yourself." He 
forced her to look at the mirror. "You dirty little 
bitch." 

She moaned softly around his fingers and kept sucking. 
He stood and pulled her mouth to his cock. He pulled his 
underwear to one side, allowing his cock to spring free. 
It was erect and wet and an inch from her mouth. She 
leaned forward. He stepped back. She followed him, but 
he stopped her from overbalancing at the last moment. 
She pouted with frustration.

"I think you've been patient enough" He stepped forward 
and guided his cock into her waiting mouth. "Look. Look 
at yourself sucking my cock. Do you like what you see?"

She moaned a yes and looked at her reflection. Her mouth 
and cheeks stretched as his cock pistoned into her. He 
grabbed her hair and pulled her onto him, fucking her 
face. After a few seconds he let her up for air. She 
gasped. A long string of saliva ran from her mouth to 
his cock. 

"A shame I didn't bring my camera," he said. Look at 
yourself. Remember what that looks like. That's the 
image I have of you, because I know that's what you 
really are. A slutty little cock sucker." He pushed his 
cock back into her mouth before she could respond. She 
was good. Even without her hands she quickly got used to 
using her knees and her back to work her mouth up and 
down his shaft. 

He backed off a little and she followed him. When she 
overbalanced he stepped forward and pushed his cock in 
to the hilt. She reeled back and coughed, but then went 
back to sucking him. She really was eager, he thought. 
He repeated the motion and again she followed him. 

This time when he pushed his cock into her, he held it 
there. She looked up at him with beseeching eyes and he 
smiled down at her, watching her face redden and tears 
form at the corner of her eyes. Finally he relented. She 
choked and coughed, trying to get her breath back.

"Good girl. I think you deserve a reward." He helped her 
to her feet then over to the bed. She knelt on it and he 
pushed her forward so her ass stuck up in the air. "I 
have another present for you, but first." 

He leaned forward and flicked his tongue over her 
asshole and then down into the folds of her pussy. He 
played there back and forth, occasionally grazing her 
clit as her ragged breathing became mewling and moans. 
She has a beautiful ass, he thought. He could eat it all 
fucking week. Not that he'd ever let her have the 
satisfaction of knowing it. That might change the 
balance of power in the relationship and right now he 
had her exactly as he wanted her. She gave a moan of 
disappointment as he stepped away from her once more.

Her hands and arms were tingling and starting to feel 
numb from the rope that dug into her skin. She felt 
vulnerable. She turned her head to beg him to come back.

"I didn't tell you to look!" The burn she felt on her 
ass as he slapped it hard with his hand instantly sent a 
stream of pleasure through her body. She knew he was 
there, she could feel him watching her as she slowly 
swayed her ass from one side to the other. She arched, 
so he could see her wet pussy. She heard him groan 
quietly.

In a second he was back. His fingers pressed into her 
ass, caressing, slapping it. "You dirty little bitch" He 
licked her ear, her neck and bit her shoulder just hard 
enough to make her moan loudly. She could feel the tip 
of his cock slide in to her wet pussy only to be pulled 
out again. She arched, pressing her ass towards him. 
Wanting him. He laughed. 

"You want it so bad, don't you?"  He loved teasing her. 
Making her beg for him, yearn for him. He did it again. 
He let his cock slide in to her warm and wet pussy. This 
time he let it slip a little bit further. Then he 
stopped. Waited. Listen to her breathe. Watching her as 
she writhed to get him closer. He grabbed her hair 
forcing her to arch and with one aggressive thrust he 
pushed his cock deep in to her. The sound of his groin 
as it slapped against her ass filled the room. Her groan 
was loud and deep. "Yes, yes" she shouted. 

He pulled out of her. "No" she moaned. Once again he 
pushed her down on the bed. He dragged her ass up in the 
air leaving her on her knees and face deep covered in 
the linen.

"You little cunt. I'm going to lick your pussy until you 
scream" He slid in between her legs, forcing them wider 
apart. He grabbed her ass tightly pulling her down until 
her pussy met his tongue. He fucked her fiercely with 
his tongue for several moments, burying deep inside her, 
pressing the tip against her g-spot then pulled away. He 
sucked her pussy lips into his mouth and nibbled at 
them, nipping at them, making her suck in breath 
sharply. 

She had a gorgeous pussy. He admired it in the half 
light. He blew warm breath across her clit and over her 
ass. She arched her back and pushed her ass back at him. 
She was wet. So very wet. He fingered the folds of her 
pussy, dragging her wetness across her asshole and 
pressed gently against it with his finger. She clenched 
a little in anticipation, then relaxed. He returned his 
mouth to her pussy, sucked her clit and his finger slid 
into her ass.

"You love that don't you, you little bitch?"

"Yes, oh yes," she breathed. He pressed his thumb into 
her pussy and pushed it hard against her g-spot as he 
moved his mouth from her clit to her asshole and drove 
his tongue into her. She gasped and pushed back against 
him. 

"I think you're ready for your present. Are you ready?"

"I think so."

"Ask for it. Nicely."

"Please, may I have my present?" He didn't answer. 

She felt something different against her pussy. Not his 
fingers or tongue. Slightly cold, firm. He dragged it 
along her pussy lips and licked around it. What the fuck 
was it? She hoped whatever it was it would be quickly 
followed by his cock in her. 

Her arms ached from the rope and she wanted very badly 
to be fucked hard. Moments later, she felt something 
pressing into her ass. The tip slid in easily, but what 
followed was wider. Much wider. It stretched her as he 
pushed it in, making her wince and pull away.

"Don't fucking move!" he barked.

"Please, gently."

"You don't want gentle." He slapped her ass hard, but he 
also pulled her 'present' out and pushed his tongue in 
again. He fingered her clit and her g-spot, making her 
squirm and buck. 

"Ok, time for some more." He pushed the thing into her 
ass again. This time it slid in deeper. Her ass was so 
full she felt like she was going to burst. More and more 
of it filled her, stretched her and then suddenly it 
slipped forward and she engulfed it.

"Do you like your new buttplug?" He gently pulled on the 
small part that remained outside of her, sending waves 
of sensation through her. She shuddered. He flipped her 
over so she lay on her back, on top of her aching arms 
and smiled down at her. 

"You've been a good girl. You've done very well." I 
think I'll let you come tonight. He leaned over her and 
rubbed the head of his cock against her pussy then 
pushed in hard. The buttplug pressed against his cock as 
it slid into her. She arched her back and bucked against 
him, her pussy and her ass completely full. She wasn't 
sure she could cope with the amount of sensation she was 
feeling. 

When he reached down and flicked her clit with his 
finger she cried out - a long guttural wail. He began to 
fuck her then, pulling almost all the way out then 
slamming it in to the hilt. He fucked her slowly at 
first, then built up pace, slamming into her over and 
over. 

She made unintelligible noises as wave after wave of 
sensation hit her, exploding out from her clit and her 
stretched asshole. She almost came when he twisted her 
nipple sharply.

Suddenly his cock was gone and his fingers were in her, 
his mouth on her clit again. He pushed two, then three 
fingers into her and rubbed against her g-spot hard and 
fast as he lashed her clit with his tongue. The buttplug 
continued to stretch out her ass and she could feel 
something building.  

Her orgasm, when it hit was like nothing she'd felt 
before. Wetness flooded the sheets beneath her as he 
rapidly finger fucked her and kept licking. Long after 
her orgasm should have subsided he kept going. The 
sensation was maddening. Intolerable.

"Stop, please. Fuck, I can't take it. Please stop." He 
kept going for a few more moments and then slowly let 
her down. She lay on the bed, wet, whimpering and 
panting.

"Good girl," he gently turned her over and helped her to 
her knees. He pushed her face into the bed and gave her 
buttplug another gentle tug. She shuddered again. This 
time, he pulled harder and slowly her anus opened, 
stretching out again causing a wonderful agony/ecstasy 
that faded as the buttplug slipped free. Moments later, 
he replaced it with his cock. He slid it in to her to 
the hilt and held it there, then very gently he began to 
untie her arms. He felt her ass clench and relax around 
him as he worked. 

She gave almost a sob of relief when finally the last of 
the rope fell away. Her arms shook uncontrollably as she 
tried to push up on them. He nudged her forward and she 
collapsed again.

"Bastard."

He didn't reply but slowly withdrew his cock, almost all 
the way out, then slid it forward again. An 'oh' escaped 
her lips. He put one hand on her narrow waist and traced 
the outline of her tattoo with the other. He wanted to 
fuck her hard, then come on her back. He wanted to rub 
his come into her tattoo so whenever she looked at it, 
she'd know his come was there. For a second time he 
lamented not having a camera. Next time maybe. For now 
he had other plans.

He leaned over her and snaked a hand around to her clit 
and massaged softly. She gasped and gripped his cock 
with her muscles. 

"Do you want me to fuck you now?"

"Yes please."

"Where do you want my cock?" She hesitated, suddenly 
bashful once more "Where?" he demanded.

"Up my ass. I want your cock up my ass. Please fuck me 
now."

He began to fuck her in earnest then, working into a 
steady rhythm, pulling out slowly then slamming back 
into her.

"Finger yourself while I fuck you."

Her hand flew to her pussy and she pushed her fingers in 
deep. He could feel them next to his cock through the 
thin membrane of flesh. 

"You like that, don't you, you little whore?"

"Oh god yes, yes!" She pushed back against his cock as 
he slammed it into her. Her ass gripped him hard and he 
grunted, trying to hold himself in check. He wanted this 
to last. He looked down at his cock as it disappeared 
into her anus. He wanted to remember that vision 
forever. He felt it building within him and he abandoned 
all thought and gave in to simply fucking her as hard as 
he could. 

She cried out beneath him. He felt her muscles clench 
hard and that was enough. He pushed deep into her and 
shot, over and over. Spasm after spasm pumping his come 
deep into her ass. 

He collapsed on top of her and rolled to one side, still 
buried deep inside.

"That was fucking amazing." His breath was ragged.

"You fucking pervert. If we keep this up, you're going 
to damage me."

He kissed her neck and stroked her hair, her back, bit 
her gently on the shoulder.

"You'll probably like that too."

She smiled and leaned back to kiss him. Their tongues 
played gently and they looked at one another for a long 
moment.

"I should go," she said.

"Pity. We could do an encore performance if you stayed."

"Fuck off!"

"You're presenting tomorrow, right?"

"Yeah, just before lunch."

"Good. There's just one more thing I want you to do."

"What's that?"

He pulled his cock out of her gently, and then pushed 
her buttplug back into place. She gasped.

"Wear this. Go back to your room and sleep with it in. 
Keep it in until after you've finished presenting. When 
you're done, come to my room and I'll let you take it 
out again. You'll probably want to be careful about how 
much you eat. I want to watch you present knowing you 
have my come deep in your ass."

"You fucking bastard!"

He kissed her hard. "You love it. You know you do. I'll 
see you tomorrow."

END

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex
with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it
isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people
other than a trusted partner. 4-million people around
the world contract HIV every year. You only have one
body per lifetime, so take good care of it!
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Kristen's collection - Directory 81