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The Conference - 2
by ZeroFucksGiven (zero_f_g@hotmail.com)

***

Two conference attendees continue their affair. (MF, 
cheat, v)

***

PART TWO

It had been almost a year since their previous 
encounter. She had thought of him many times since then, 
surprised that the memories had not yet faded. The 
sensation, the ache in her body she felt when he was 
mercilessly fucking her in her ass felt like it was only 
yesterday. She could remember the smell of him, his soft 
skin, his muscles moving while taking advantage of her 
vulnerability as she stood on her knees in front of the 
mirror watching him fucking her mouth.

The memory of the way he looked at her, determined, 
cocky and full of lust made her very wet. Those memories 
made a her come almost instantly while touching herself 
late at night when sleep eluded her. 

She felt her heart beat as she saw him getting out of 
the taxi. There was the tingling between her legs as the 
memory of him fucking her flashed by. She unwillingly 
blushed.

She was wearing a tight black sleeveless dress showing 
off her muscular body. She had worked hard during the 
year for those defined arms and back. She was proud 
about the result she had achieved with her ass. If he 
liked it before he would surely like how tight and perky 
it had become. So fuck "jantelagen", she was going to 
show off her new body. And of course she was looking 
forward to teasing him. 

She stood back while watching their friends surrounding 
him to greet him. She knew he had already seen her and 
she gave him a quick smile when their eyes met as he 
cheerfully hugged one of their friends. At last it was 
her turn and he lifted her up in one of those firm hugs 
he used to give her. She could feel her dress ride up 
and, scared of revealing her naked ass and shaved pussy 
to the entire group she quickly got loose from his arms 
and pulled down the bottom of her dress.

He smirked and gave her a cocky "What?!" Once again she 
blushed embarrassed by her dirty thoughts. She couldn't 
help it even though they were surrounded by their 
friends who didn't know about them and could never find 
out.

Her eyes wandered from his chest to his arms and down 
checking out his thighs and butt.

"It's nice to see you again. Looks like you've been 
consistent with your lifting." 

"Yeah I guess I've gained a bit. At least cutting has 
worked out nicely", he said tapping his stomach. "You're 
not too bad, yourself. What's your secret?'

"Heroin. It's a great appetite suppressant"

"Still funny, I see. You look good. It's good to see you 
too."

They broke apart and gave each other a knowing look 
before turning their attention to their other friends. 
It was going to be a long night. Ahead of them came the 
intricate dance of who was staying where and who would 
retire for the night first. It was entirely possible 
that this was as close as they'd get all week. 

They all got together a few times a year, various 
conferences and conventions. It was nice to catch up 
with everyone, a little family from all over the globe. 
She wanted to see her friends again, wanted to spend 
time with them, but she also wanted all the socialising 
to be over so she could see if she could find some time 
alone with him.

On the way to the restaurant, she walked ahead of him. 
She'd worked hard on her ass, it was time to show off. 
He'd teased and tortured her the last time they were 
together. Now it was her turn. He was chatting away 
happily, but when he missed a question and had to ask 
again what was said, she knew she had his attention. She 
smiled to herself. Round one to me.

They sat far apart at dinner. At first it was hard not 
to look at him. Especially when she caught him looking 
at her out of the corner of her eye. After a while 
though, she was able to put it out of mind. The beer 
helped. Unfortunately the beer also made her need to 
pee. There was no line for the ladies, so she did her 
thing and started to make her way back. As she passed 
the men's toilet, the door opened and he stood there. He 
grabbed her around the waist and dragged her into the 
men's, into a cubicle and slammed the door. He tried to 
kiss her. She pushed him away.

"Are you fucking crazy? Anyone could come in here!" She 
hissed. She was equal parts pissed off and excited.

"I don't care. I want you now." He snaked a hand under 
her dress and discovered her lack of underwear. She 
batted his hand away before he could discover how wet 
she was.

"Just for that, you can sleep on your own tonight. 
Seriously, you're not fourteen years old. Stop acting 
like it." She opened the cubicle door and left. The gods 
were smiling and none of their friends were nearby. Her 
heart hammered in her chest and she was reminded they 
were playing a dangerous game. Still, she thought, round 
two to me.

She wandered off to look for their friends. She wanted 
another drink to take her thoughts off him for a while. 
Knowing it might be a bad idea drinking more she still 
stopped by the bar to get a beer. Her feelings always 
got more intense when drinking so she really was playing 
with fire. She hoped it wouldn't be too obvious what or 
who she wanted tonight. She decided she was definitely 
going after him, but she had to be careful, still 
wanting the game to continue for a little longer. That 
desire and aching horniness that hit her from time to 
time when around him was something she was not ready to 
give up yet.

Their friends were playing pool. This was one of her 
favorite games and when a bit tipsy, as she was now she 
was actually really good at it. She knew she looked kind 
of sexy playing pool and she'd rather go for a 
confident, winning style then the wimpy option of 
pretending not to know how to play.

It was her turn to shoot just as he came down the 
stairs. Their eyes met for a second. She changed her 
mind and went for the red ball instead of the green, 
knowing she had to lean far over the table to hit the 
ball. "That will do it," she thought while arching 
deliberately as he passed by.

As she watched the green ball hit the pocket she felt 
something quickly stroking her ass. There was that 
tingling feeling again but she paid no attention to him 
as he smirked at her. I own it she thought. Round three 
was hers too and that was probably enough. He was drunk 
and being less careful than appropriate. 

She enjoyed the game but what was he doing? This was 
dangerous. Not used to drinking a lot of alcohol lately 
had her head was spinning. She got scared. What if she 
couldn't resist his attempts in public? What if her 
friends caught her looking at him? She had to find a way 
to get alone with him. Or at least get away from the 
group for a while.

She put down the queue and looked around. "Someone else 
want to play? I'm heading to the dance floor." No one 
really seemed to notice her, all drunk and engaged in 
discussions of their own. None were of any real interest 
to her. Frankly she had enough of the group for a while 
and needed some time alone. 

It happened from time to time and she silently left 
them. Instead of going to the dance floor she went 
outside and into the hotel garden to get some air. She 
felt a bit dizzy as she stumbled down the stairs and out 
in the dark surroundings. The air was humid and chilly 
but she didn't care.

She started walking slowly with no real plan of where to 
go. She nodded at a few people passing by. No one she 
really knew. Suddenly she felt a hand over her mouth and 
someone dragging her backwards. Shocked and surprised, 
she didn't make a sound as she was pulled to the ground. 
She couldn't see anything but the pain she felt was 
intense as her arm was locked behind her back. 

The ground was cold and hard. Her head was pulled back 
by her hair. She could feel something warm and wet 
licking her cheek. "You shouldn't walk around all by 
yourself, you little slut." At first she didn't 
recognize his voice so the relief she felt when 
realising it was him almost made her cry. He let go of 
her and turned her around still on the ground.

"Fuck you! You scared the shit out of me!" She punched 
him in the chest. Her heart was pounding and the fear 
she had felt was slowly turning into a familiar feeling 
of a more pleasant sort. There was still pain but it had 
now moved to the place between her legs where she could 
feel the heat of her pulse beating.

He was lying on top of her, holding down her arms to the 
ground. She loved the smell of him. Was it his cologne? 
Perhaps it was the washing powder in his clothes? Never 
mind, she liked how it blended into the surrounding 
misty air, dirty ground and anticipation. 

He grabbed both of her arms in one hand and still on top 
of her pushing her down with all his weight he pulled up 
her dress with his other hand. He pushed his hand hard 
against her naked pussy. "You liked that, you horny 
bitch!"

"Hell no!" Her voice was trembling. 

"Liar. Your pussy is ridiculously wet." He started 
rubbing his hand slowly against it.

"Stop."Someone might show up," she whispered. Her voice 
still shaky.

"No, I'm gonna make you come right here," he hissed. His 
hand was moving faster, his fingers rubbing her clit. 
His fingers slid in to her very, very wet pussy. She 
couldn't help herself from moaning as he fingered her 
hard and fast. 

He let go of her arms and pressed his hand over her 
mouth. "Shh, you little bitch! Be quiet!"

She was twirling, trying to bite his hand to make him 
let go of her. But he was stronger than her. Instead he 
pressed his hand even harder over her mouth. She could 
hardly breathe.

Suddenly he stopped. He jumped to his feet. "Someone's 
coming," he whispered. "Get up." She sighed of 
disappointment but did as told. 

"What is going on here?!" It was one of the waiters from 
the restaurant. He glanced at both of them with a 
suspicious look. "Are you ok?" he asked her. "You are 
bleeding."

She hadn't noticed but now she could feel the sweet warm 
taste of blood from her lower lip. It must have happened 
when he covered her mouth with his hand.

"I think you need to take a look at that." The waiter 
kept throwing suspicious glances at him. "Come with me." 

She hesitated. The waiter was cute in a boyish, overly 
chivalrous kind of way. She smiled, "I'm OK. My friend 
can help me."

She grabbed her lover's hand and started walking towards 
the building where her room was. The waiter stood there 
in the darkness watching them but then turned around and 
headed off towards the main building.

"Are you thinking the same as me?" giving him a guilty 
look. She realised where she was and pulled her hand out 
of his. She did not need an answer, it was all there in 
his bedroom eyes.

They had barely closed the door when he pushed her 
against the wall of her tiny bedroom, grabbed her by the 
throat and stuck his hand between her legs. He kissed 
her eagerly and she responded with an enormous hunger. 
They had been longing for this the entire day. 

His earlier violence had only made her incredibly horny 
and she was more wet than ever. He licked her ear, 
nibbled her throat and shoulder while fingering her 
pussy. Her moaning was loud, fuelled by alcohol and 
lust. Someone might hear them but she didn't care. All 
she wanted was him inside her.

She unbuckled his belt and ripped his jeans open. She 
pulled out his cock. It was rock hard and wet. She broke 
free from his grip and faced the wall. "Please, fuck me" 
she groaned, arching and pulling up her dress, flashing 
her bare ass.

He started kneeling, but she grabbed him by his shirt 
with determination. "No, fuck me!" 

The pleasure she felt when his cock slid into her made 
her head spin. His first thrust was slow but deep then 
followed by several hard and fast thrusts before he 
stopped. His cock still inside of her he started rubbing 
her pussy, playing with her clit. "I said no. I want you 
to fuck me until you come." 

"I'll fuck you if you take off your dress." She 
undressed quickly still her back and ass towards him, 
her face against the wall.

"I'm gonna fuck you now you little slut!" He grabbed her 
hair, pulling her head towards him. Her chest towards 
the cold wall, her ass tight against his groin and then 
he fucked her as hard as he could. She groaned and 
screamed as his cock hit the bottom of her pussy. 

"Yes, yes," was all she could moan. She was about to 
climax when he pulled out of her, forced her down on her 
knees. Her face still towards the wall. "Show me your 
ass, bitch." He let a string of saliva slip from his 
mouth. It landed perfectly between her butt cheeks. 
"Finger yourself." She did as he demanded. Letting her 
finger slide slowly into her tight ass.

She looked back at him just in time to see him come. 
Ropes of it jetted from the head of his cock to land 
across her back. A few shot's hit her face. He'd been 
saving himself for days, and there was a lot of it. 

"Good, now stay still."

He knelt behind her and began licking her cunt. He 
massaged her clit with one hand. With the other, he 
massaged his come into the skin of her back. 

"You fucking pervert," she breathed. In response, he 
slid two fingers into her pussy, rubbed her clit with 
his thumb and pushed his tongue into her ass. He played 
back and forth licking her pussy, licking her ass 
sucking her clit, fingering her all the while massaging 
his come into her. There was still enough of it that it 
flowed down to her shoulders and neck. He scooped up a 
few fingers of the stuff and plunged it into her pussy.

"I am. Would you be interested at all if I was normal?"

"Maybe not as much, ah fuck!" He pushed a come-covered 
thumb into her ass and sucked hard on her clit. Once she 
started bucking and pushing back onto his tongue, he lay 
on his back, slid his head between her legs and pulled 
her cunt down to his mouth. He slid two fingers back 
into her ass and pressed down until he hit her g-spot.

"Oh fuck. Yes, yes," she muttered over and over. He 
worked his fingers and tongue mercilessly and her 
bucking and grinding became more erratic. Her moans 
became louder. He quickened his pace and her orgasm hit 
suddenly and violently. She squirted as he continued to 
finger fuck her ass and lick her, drenching his face, 
his chest. He swallowed and kept going.

"Fuck, no more. Stop. You have to stop." He didn't. She 
tried to pull away and he held her to him, licking her 
beyond her ability to cope. She squirted again and 
finally he relented. Her entire torso twitched 
involuntarily as she collapsed to one side. She heaved a 
great ragged sigh as spasms wracked her body. He 
smirked, self satisfied.

"Fuck you. Don't smile at me like that."

"I'm sorry. Should I stop?"

"I don't ever want that to stop."

***

Later, after a long, hot shower together, they curled 
up, spooning in her bed. He tousled her hair lazily and 
circled one of her nipples with a fingernail. 

"You know, it would have been so much easier if you'd 
been terrible in bed," he said to her, "then I could 
have made my excuses and we could have gone on being 
just good friends. No, you had to be fucking amazing, 
didn't you? You're so fucking selfish." He grinned in 
the half light and kissed her softly on the mouth.

"You don't have to fuck me if you don't want to."

"No. I'm not addicted. I can stop any time I want. Do 
you think anyone would notice if we skipped the rest of 
the conference and just stayed in bed?"

"Given that we both have presentations, I think someone 
might notice." She rolled over and kissed him, sucking 
his lower lip into her mouth, biting him before she 
released him. "We have a few hours before we have to 
worry about it." 

She flinched from the knock on the door. "Shit," she 
whispered. "What time is it?

"Uhm, three?" She looked surprised but her eyes were 
flicking back and forth as her sleep addled brain tried 
to figure out the situation. He could hardly hear her 
when she whispered "What should we do?" There was the 
knock again, more firm this time. 

"Are you ok?" came a voice through the door.

"Is it that fucking waiter? And he thought I was a 
creep. Tracking you down and knocking on your door at 
three in the morning is just a bit stalkery, don't you 
think? You could just sound pissed off and tell him go 
away."

"It is kind of creepy. But maybe he is just worried."

"Worried enough to track you down and knock on your door 
in the middle of the night. Sketchy as fuck. If I wasn't 
around, what would you do? Just do that."

Images flashed through her perverted mind. She tilted 
her head and gave him a dirty smile. He smiled and 
raised an eyebrow, guessing they were on the same page.

"Really? You little slut. Go open the door, then." She 
jumped out of the bed and covered herself in the 
wrinkled sheet. Carefully she opened the door ajar. As 
they had suspected it was the waiter.

"I'm so sorry to disturb you at this hour. It might seem 
a bit strange, but I really wanted to check if you were 
ok." 

"Actually, yes it's kind of weird but I'm fine. Don't 
worry. My friend took care of me. Actually in many 
different ways." The waiter responded with a puzzled 
look before understanding registered. "Ok, I won't 
disturb you anymore." He turned around as if he was 
leaving. He was still watching her. She smiled. Perhaps 
he would like to stay she thought. Then she said "It's 
ok. It was nice of you to check on me." Then she turned 
around to close the door.

"What the fuck? I thought you were going to invite him 
in?" There was mild reproach in his voice. With a smile, 
she let the sheet fall to the ground and crawled back in 
bed. She straddled him and smirked. "I'm not done with 
you yet. Besides, I'm not sure I could handle two cocks 
after your treatment." 

She slowly moved her hips in circles rubbing her pussy 
against his groin. The thought of having his cock inside 
of her while being fucked in the mouth by the waiter had 
made her incredibly horny again. Her wet pussy slid over 
his thickening cock. Their eyes locked, she dug her 
fingers and nails deep in to his chest, moving her hips 
faster, rubbing her clit against his cock. His hands 
holding her ass firmly and following her moves. 

She moved even faster, groaning loudly, feeling her 
orgasm getting close. Right then when she was about to 
come he flung her over on her back and pinned her down 
on the bed. In a second his head was between her legs, 
his tongue quickly playing back and forward over her 
swollen clit.

When he slid two fingers in to her pussy and one in ass 
her orgasm exploded. She pressed his head and mouth hard 
against her pussy and held him there until her pussy 
stopped contracting from spasms of pleasure.

He glanced at her with a pleased smile: "That was 
quick." Dazed and heavily breathing, she sighed 
contently and smiled back at him. He planted soft kisses 
against her clit, making her shudder involuntarily.

"Come here." She hauled him up so his face was level 
with hers. They pulled each other close and she licked 
her wetness from his face. He smiled at her.

"Fuck, you're sexy."

She blushed slightly while looking in to his eyes."You 
have that kind of effect on me. And I don't want it to 
stop." She paused, tilting her head. "You know how I 
love when you talk dirty to me? He nodded. She reached 
down and gently gripped his cock. "I want you to tell me 
a story." A bit surprised he mumbled, "Uhm, ok. I'll 
try."

She leaned forward, her head close to his. Her lips 
touching his ear and almost like in embarrassment she 
whispered: "Tell me the story about how I seduced your 
wife."

END

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