Cosplay Bingo

'Oh now that is awesome,' Nikki sighed as he plunged his tongue between her lips.

For long minutes he delved between her lips and lapped at them, working her pussy and clit. Nikki wasn't about to cum though and after having her pleasure escalated, desperately wanted his cock.

‘Fuck me Silver Surfer, get that cock in there,' she demanded.

She peered back over her shoulder and watched as he stood up, his flesh coloured erect cock an odd contrast to the rest of his silver body. Like a divining rod it was pointing directly for her pussy and she squealed with delight when moments later it was thrust between her lips. The surfer grabbed her hips and started to fuck her hard and fast. Nikki encouraged him, loving the way his balls would slap against her pussy lips as he rammed himself home. She was pushed up against the back of the chair, her hands down on the seat, steadying herself against the enthusiastic thrusts.

After a couple of minutes, Nikki told him to stop for a minute.

‘What?!’ he said, dismayed as he pulled his cock from her pussy.

'Don't worry, you'll get to finish,' she giggled. 'But I need to make sure that I have proof to fill out my Bingo card!' She grabbed her bag and pulled her phone from it.

'Can you take our picture?' she asked. 'You don't have to have your face in it, just enough to show that you're dressed as the surfer and to prove that we've had some fun.'

‘Shit I don't mind he laughed. Do I get to take one too?'

'Nope, you just get to keep the memory sorry.'

'Damn, I guess that will have to do then,' he sighed.

Nikki stood next to the naked Surfer and snapped a picture of them. Then she dropped to her knees again and sucked him clean of her pussy juices, looking up at him with a mouth full of cock as he snapped another picture.

'And one of us fucking!' Nikki grinned, resuming her position leant over the chair.

The Surfer jammed his cock back into her pussy and snapped a picture before placing the phone aside and resuming his plundering.

‘Where do I cum?' he grunted as he neared his climax.

'In my mouth!' Nikki declared, spinning around and dropping to her knees. She grabbed his cock with her hand, pumping it as she took the head between her lips. Moments later the Surfer ejaculated, spraying his seed over her tongue and down her throat.

Nikki sucked it all up, swallowing with each spurt, making sure to take it all. She kept working him until it was clear that there wasn't anymore.

'Holy fuck, that was awesome!' the Surfer commented as Nikki stood up from her knees, grinning.

'I certainly enjoyed it,' Nikki grinned.

'I don't suppose there's any chance I could actually get your name and number?'

'Nope, one time thing sorry.'

Nikki scrambled back into her costume almost as quickly as she'd shed it. The Silver Surfer took no time at all to put his shorts back on, but had to spend a bit of time touching up his body-paint. Nikki took the chance to slip out of the room, telling him to enjoy the conference. She wondered what the others were up to and whether she should try to find them before looking for her next encounter. As she pondered it, she took out a Sharpie and put a cross through the Marvel Comics line.

Brad walked around the conference with his sister. He was very conscious of the fact that she was drawing a hell of a lot of attention. People were stopping here at regular intervals to ask to have their photo taken with her.

Objectively, he had to admit that her skin-tight outfit with its tiny skirt showed her sexy body off perfectly. Her C cup breasts seemed to be trying to bust out of her top and drew most people's attention away from her lovely blue eyes and happy smile.

It appeared that most people assumed that he was her boyfriend, which surprisingly seemed to help him. More than once while someone was asking her for a photo some girl had come up and chatted to him. A couple had even complimented him on how good his Jon Snow look was and asked to pose with him.

'You know nothing Jon Snow!'

Brad turned at the obviously put on accent to see who had spoken, expecting to see someone dressed as Ygritte, but was surprised instead to find a girl dressed as Margery. He searched for a quick, biting retort, but was too distracted by the cleavage she had on display to get anything out.

'Must be true then,' the girl grinned.

'No, not true, you just caught me by surprise, I was expecting Ygritte,' he smiled at her.

‘Now why would anyone want to get involved with an unwashed wildling when you could have a nicely washed noble?’ the girl asked him.

‘I'm guessing that when you're stuck the other side of the wall there aren't too many well washed nobles throwing themselves about,’ Brad replied.

‘Hmm, you might just have a point there. I'm Ivy by the way.’

‘Nice, to meet you Ivy, I'm Brad.’

Ivy held out her hand and Brad shook it.

‘Sorry to interrupt you, but I just love how good your costume is,' Ivy said. ‘And I'm glad to see another devotee of Game of Thrones. There's way too many super heroes around here for my liking.’

‘Well then, I'd better not tell you what my other costume option was the, had I?’ Brad laughed.

‘No don't ruin it for me!’

‘I don't suppose you'd like to get a coffee?’

‘Coffee, no, but if you could spot me a Red Bull, I'd be happy to accompany you,’ Ivy replied.

‘Sure thing, I'll just ditch my sister and be right with you.’

Brad tapped Jane on the shoulder and let him know what was going on and then turned back to Ivy, offering her a bow before escorting her away.

Half an hour later, they were still chatting and Ivy was quizzing him on whether anything in particular had brought him to the cosplay convention.

‘I notice that your sister fell for the super hero trap when she dressed this morning,’ Ivy said to him.

‘Yeah, well that kind of had a weird way of coming about,’ he laughed, without really thinking about what he was saying.

‘What do you mean?’ he asked.

‘Oh, um, never mind,’ he said, blushing.

‘Look at you blush! Come on Jon Snow, don't get all coy with me now, you know that Margery get's what she wants!’

‘Shit, well, ok, but be clear, when you hear this, you have to realise that it is not why I'm sitting here right now.’

‘I'm even more intrigued now!’

With a sigh, Brad told her about Cosplay Bingo and how the whole ridiculous idea of Nikki's had come about.

‘Really?’ She asked, dumb-founded when she had heard him out. ‘This Nikki chick is for real? She'd do that?’

‘Oh yes, and if she were here right now, you might just find yourself uncomfortably targeted,’ he laughed.

'Oh good lord!’

'Uh huh.'

Ivy stared at him for a few moments and he sat, embarrassed as she apparently sized him up, thinking on something that he was scared to ask about.

‘So tell me Jon Snow, can I see your bingo card?'

Brad laughed and pulled out the card, passing it to her.

‘It's looking kind of empty,' she said to him with a grin.

'Like I said, I'm sitting here with you because I've been enjoying your company, this thing hadn't even crossed my mind.’

‘Why not? You need someone from the Game of Thrones. Am I not pretty enough?'

‘It's not like that!' Brad protested. 'You're stunning, its that I didn't think of you as a sex object ...'

Ivy laughed out loud.

‘It's ok, I knew what you meant Brad and I appreciate it. I was teasing, though I thought that I'd managed to dress myself well enough that a few eyes would be drawn down here.’

As she said it, her finger ran down the front of her dress where there was a wide patch of bare skin between her breasts. The curve of each was clearly visible. Brad was all too aware of it and had been concentrating extraordinarily hard on not dropping his gaze there the entire time that they'd been talking.

‘Well, I kind of did notice ... it's pretty damn hard not to look at something so sexy.’

‘You really did notice,’ she laughed with a grin as his eyes followed the movement of her fingers. ‘Glad to know that you're not a Varys!'

'Oh far from it. Everything present, accounted for and working fine.'

'Are you sure? maybe we should check?' Ivy said slyly.

Brad nearly spat his coffee everywhere.

'What?'

'Well, you're a good looking man, I like you so far and if someone doesn't help you it sounds like you're going to just accept the fact that you'll end up being Nikki's slave.'

'Are you serious?'

'Yep,' Ivy grinned. 'Come on, let's do something completely outrageous. Margery would be up for it!'

She jumped up and seized his hand, pulling him from the table. Brad's initial instinct was to resist and say no, but then his hormones reasserted themselves and he realised he'd have to be a fucking idiot to pass up the chance.

Soon enough the two of them were closeted in a change room.

'So you need my knickers do you?' she asked.

'Yeah and if you just want to let me have them I don't mind if we don't do anything else,' Brad said.

‘Don't go saying that or I'll start thinking you're gay!' Ivy laughed. She stepped in close to him and pulled his head down to hers, thrusting her tongue into his mouth as she kissed him.

Brad nearly lost his footing when she released him. He felt light headed and excited and his cock had hardened instantly. Ivy didn't give him much time to think about it, her hands attacking his costume so that she could find his cock. Brad would later admit to himself that his performance and contribution to the encounter really didn't measure up to what he would have hoped, but he was simply too caught by surprise to take a lead.

He looked down as Ivy dropped to her knees and started sucking his cock. There was no way at the start of the day that he had even contemplated actually participating in this crazy game of bingo, let alone being successful in marking off a single square.

Ivy was certainly enthusiastic and only stopped sucking on him when he thought he was going to have no choice but to blow his load. She stood up again and pulled her dress from her shoulders, quickly revealing a lovely pair of pert breasts.

Brad felt bad for thinking that they weren't as big as his sister's but when she took his hands and drew them to her chest, he quickly forgot all about it. She kissed him again as he fondled her tits.

'Do you have a condom?' she asked him between kisses.

'Condom?' he squeaked.

'Yeah, you know, rubber, franger, thing to go on your thing so my thing doesn't get pregnant!' laughed Ivy.

‘Er no.'

'You really didn't give this game much thought did you?' she giggled.

‘None really. I mean I had no intention of playing.’

'You were that happy to be Nikki's slave?’

‘Well to be honest, being Nikki's slave isn't that much of a turn off. Until I met you I would have said that if there was anyone that I wanted to be enslaved by, she would have topped the list.'

'Well I'm going to make sure that she doesn't move back to the top of that list, but we're going to need a condom. Of course we can do that later.'

Ivy slid back down Brad's body, once again taking his cock in her mouth. She stroked him with one hand, holding the swollen head in her mouth. She swirled her tongue about it, her saliva sliding down his shaft to lubricate it as she pumped it in her fist.

Brad didn't last long. He was unsure of what to expect. He knew that he should be more active and felt kind of bad that it seemed that he as about to cum when he hadn't done anything for her, but Ivy was neither complaining nor stopping and soon he cried out as he shot his cum down her throat.

She swallowed his seed before releasing him, smiling as she stood up, still holding him with her hand.

'Oh fuck that was amazing,' Brad said quietly.

'Why thank you, I like to think I know my way around a cock.'

'Well that was a first for me, but like, wow I can't imagine how it could feel any better!’

'Really, your first?’ she asked, surprised.

‘Well yeah, I've always been something of a nerd and not so successful with the ladies.'

'Does that mean you're a virgin too?'

Brad's blush was enough of an answer.

‘Cool, then we're definitely going to have to fix that! Let's find that condom.'

Ivy slipped her breasts back within her dress and Brad packed himself away. They were about to leave when Ivy paused. She reached up under her dress, wriggled around and slipped off a pair of black lacy panties. She handed them to Brad.

‘A down payment on later,' she said, drawing him to her for another kiss. She laughed when he blushed and watched him stuff them into his backpack before leading him from the room. Brad found he had a smile seemingly indelibly printed on his face.

~~~~~~~

Nikki’s eyes followed the enticing sway of the girl’s hips as she strolled past. She smiled to herself and followed. She had no idea who this girl was supposed to be dressed up as, but the skintight outfit meant that she left a wake of turned heads as she made her way through the crowd.

Nikki couldn’t help but be one of them.

‘Excuse me,’ she said when she managed to catch up to her well enough to make the encounter appear at least a little bit casual.

‘Hi,’ the girl said, turning to see who had spoken to her. Nikki was surprised to find that she had quite a deep voice. It was quite sultry and Nikki found it rather alluring.

‘This is going to sound a bit lame, but I was wondering who you’re dressed as. I’m very new to this, so please don’t take it as a criticism.’ The other girl laughed.

‘I’m 7 of 9,’ she replied. She laughed when the expression on Nikki’s face made it perfectly clear that she was no more enlightened than she had been before. ‘It’s from Star Trek.’

‘Oh cool!’ Nikki said, pulling her bingo card out to confirm that it made this girl a viable target.

‘What’s that?’ the girl asked her suspiciously, trying to see what Nikki was inspecting.

‘Oh, its my bingo card,’ Nikki answered with a glint in her eye.

‘Ahh, you’d be wanting a picture I suppose.’

‘Well that would be a start, but I tend to play my games a little differently to most people.’

The girl dressed as 7 of 9 asked the fatal question as to what Nikki meant and Nikki launched into her explanation, resting her hand on the other girl’s forearm or hand as she explained. When she was finished, she simply asked if the other girl would help.

‘Well, I have to say you have me intrigued,’ the girl replied, her eyes taking in Nikki’s body. ‘What makes you think that I’m into girls though?’

‘To be honest I had no idea,’ Nikki replied. ‘I figured the worst that would happen would be that you’d say no.’

‘Well how about I agree to a part yes and we see how we go?’

‘What do you mean by part yes?’

‘Well, you told me that you need a photo that would indicate that we had some sort of sexual encounter and you would like to keep my underwear as proof?’

‘Yeah, that’s right,’ Nikki replied, wondering where it was going.

‘Well, I’m prepared to have the photo and give you my thong and I’ll even let you have your way with my body if you want, but at this stage I’m going to drew the line and doing much of anything for you. If you’re ok with those conditions, then you’re in luck.’

‘Sounds fair enough to me,’ Nikki replied. 7 of 9 smiled at her and Nikki took her hand to lead her away, fully conscious of all the heads that turned to follow the two sexy girls as they made their way through the conference to the lower level where the change rooms were.

Hidden away behind the change room’s curtain, Nikki snapped a couple of photos on her phone of the two of them side by side in their costumes, then turned to study the other girl a little more closely, taking in the prop attached to the left side of her face that was part of the costume. She fingered the insignia on outfit that sat just at the top of her left breast, the slipped her hand down to cup the breast itself.

‘I wish my tits were as big as yours,’ Nikki said wistfully as she took one in each hand.

‘Oh I’m sure yours are plenty sexy and get enough attention,’ the other girl replied. Nikki desperately wanted to kiss her, but as she leaned closer it became quickly apparent that it wasn’t going to be part of the deal. Instead, 7 of 9 turned and Nikki found the zipper to the costume. She ran it down the other girl’s back, exposing the strap of her bra. The zipper continued all the way down until the waistband of her thong was also exposed. They were both white.

Nikki wasted no time, pushing the costume forward and off her shoulders. She hurriedly pulled it down and then deftly undid the bra strap, making sure that it too was removed. 7 of 9 turned and Nikki’s face was split by an enormous grin as she had her first view of the girl’s large breasts.

‘Wow,’ Nikki said, stepping close to take them in her hands. She played with them for a few moments before dropping her head to suck a nipple deep into her mouth. She switched from one to the other, delighting in how magnificent they were.

Nikki found it a little odd the way that 7 of 9 was allowing her to explore her body without really responding, but it was such a delightful body that it wasn’t going to stop her fun. As she sucked her left tit, she pushed the costume further down over her hips. To get it beyond them, she had to release the breast. She did so reluctantly but quickly regained her enthusiasm as she peeled the one-piece cat suit all the way to her ankles, taking the white thong with it and exposing her pussy. It was covered with neatly trimmed hair that Nikki ran her fingers over before gently rubbing her lips.

It drew the first sign of response from 7 of 9. She sighed as Nikki’s fingers glided over her lips and then dragged back between her lips.

‘Sit down for me?’ Nikki asked, wanting to be able to part her legs properly. She shuffled back to the chair in the corner of the change room. Nikki knelt before her, moving close enough to attack her breasts again. 7 of 9 tilted her head back and closed her eyes, enjoying the attention that Nikki was lavishing upon her.

‘Take my picture?’ Nikki asked, handing her phone over. 7 of 9 took the phone from her happily enough and snapped a couple of pictures of Nikki sucking her tit.

Nikki swirled her tongue around the aroused nipple with a sigh before deciding it was time to get to the next part of her adventure. She slithered quickly down to be closer to her pussy. With one hand she parted the lips with their closely cropped covering of dark hair and eyed the delight within. She ran her tongue reverently through her juices and up over her clit. She felt 7 of 9’s body stiffen slightly at the contact, but with another touch of her tongue, it relaxed again. Nikki ploughed on, figuring if the girl wanted her to stop, she’d most likely tell her exactly that.

She sucked gently at the clit, drawing a pleasured gasp of surprise from the recipient. Then she tongued it again, running it around and around and back and forth, giving no time for the pleasure to recede between applications. She glanced up over 7 of 9’s body to see that her eyes were still closed and her head back. Nikki briefly wondered if she were imagining that it was someone else licking her pussy rather than Nikki. It neither bothered her nor distracted her from her pleasing task. As she continued to lick, nibble and suck, 7 of 9’s breathing became more ragged. She was gasping and whimpering and her body was starting to shake and flinch the longer Nikki continued.

Nikki slipped a finger within her pussy. It slipped easily within the aroused opening. A second and then third finger joined it and Nikki pushed them forcefully deep inside as she ground her tongue hard on her clit.

7 of 9 came, her body shaking forcibly. Nikki sat back and watched, enjoying the reactions of the other girl’s body to her orgasm.