The Conference

"Blake, oh fuck, I'm going to cum!" I cried about moments before my body peaked.

Biting my lip, I felt myself fall to pieces around his cock. My pussy clenched and released a flood of cum over his cock and down his balls. Feeling my juices gushing, he fucked me harder and faster. Blake pulled me back by my hair to kiss me, his other hand leaving my hips and moving to my tits. He squeezed my flesh and toyed with my nipples as he bucked into me. We continued to kiss, my head bent back and him leaning down, as he rode my pussy to his own orgasm. With a growl and a sharp bite on my neck he unloaded deep inside of me. I could only moan in pleasure as I felt him surging.

When he was finally done, he pulled me back against his chest and held me tight. His hands caressed my body slowly as he kissed my hair and down my face to my neck. When his cock had softened some, he pulled out. I almost collapsed when we parted, my body screaming to be filled again, but also so sensitive and sated. I turned around to lean back against the wall, adjusting my dress and feeling our cum dripping down my legs.

"Wow..." I said, looking at him, all disheveled and sexy.

"Yeah, wow." Running a hand through his hair smoothing it, he looked down at his watch - which was still showing traces of my cum. "We better get back."

I found a ladies room on the way back and cleaned up quickly before joining Blake who waited outside. His arm wrapped around me as we walked back into the ballroom. The dancing and social time had begun and it didn't seem anyone noticed we were gone. Grabbing fresh drinks we sat briefly at our table. A few people stopped by to chat as we sipped our drinks. The music turned slow and Blake rose asking me to dance. Moving to the center of the floor, he held me close as we swayed around the floor.

"I'm so glad you're here," he said, smiling.

"I'm so glad you asked me. I'm sorry you're leaving tomorrow."

"Spend the day with me - fuck this conference. Let's go out and see the sights, or stay in bed and fuck. I want tomorrow with you." His eyes found mine and he kissed me.

"Well, how can I say no to that?"

"You can't." Another kiss.

"Oh really? And why is that?" I couldn't help but smile.

"Because I haven't tasted your pussy yet and I've been waiting a long fucking time." He whispered into my ear.

My body noticeably trembled at his words and his hands held me tighter as the song ended. Leaving the dance floor we walked hand in hand back to the bar to get another drink. More small talk, but I couldn't really focus. I watched as Blake charmed the room. I smiled when introduced, but couldn't name a single person that I met that night. After a little longer, Blake bade his boss goodnight.

His hand felt warm around mine as he led me through the maze of tables and people and out through the lobby. I told him I wanted to smoke so we went outside, though this time he took us around the side of the hotel. The side street was much quieter, both in terms of people and cars. It was also darker, the street lights unable to make it around the corner with their yellow glow.

I stood with my back against the building, the cool cement making my skin tingle but helping to soothe my overheated body. We smoked in silence, just looking at one another. Blake stood before me, his tie loosened, the top few buttons of his shirt undone. His hands were in his pockets, a Camel pressed between his lips. His eyes - those fucking eyes - bore into me and took in every inch of my body.

Under his intense glare, my breasts began to swell beneath my already snug bodice, nipples hard against the satin fabric. What was before a dull ache returned with a vengeance and I could feel the wetness beginning collect on my swollen pussy lips. I wondered briefly if he was as turned on as I was, and was quickly rewarded with my answer. After taking a drag, Blake reached down and slowly ran his hand over his hardening cock. My breath caught as I watched him stroke slowly. Looking up, our eyes caught and locked. I continued to smoke, smiling at him.

"Glad I'm not the only one," I whispered.

"When we get inside, you're mine. And call your boss. No work tomorrow."

I laughed lightly, "wow, aren't we bossy."

"Yes. I am. Make the call."

Putting my cig out in the ashtray near by, I moved close to him. My hands stroked up his chest, and I ran my fingers up his neck into his hair. Our lips were almost touching, but neither of us moved. His eyes were looking down at my tits, pressed against his chest, the tops were puffing out over my dress. When he looked up at me, I could feel my heart racing. I moved my lips so we were touching but not kissing.

"Yes, Sir." I said with a wink.

Stepping away, I pulled out my phone and texted my boss. I told her I wouldn't be in and she instantly replied with her usual "Ok, sounds good". I put my phone away and was about to move towards the street again when Blake was pushing me back against the wall. His kiss was soft, but full of desire and I couldn't help but press my body against him. Moaning against his lips, I pushed my hips against his thickness. Blake's hands were holding my face and moving towards my hair, holding me close. I got lost in our kiss, as did he, and we stood there against the building making out like we had all those years ago. Breaking the kiss, he leaned his forehead against mine. His eyes were closed tight as our hearts pounded against our chests.

"Mia..." he murmured, kissing me again.

After what could have been hours, I have no fucking idea, we broke apart again. This time he didn't say anything before turning and leading us around the building and back into the hotel. We walked in silence towards the elevators and got inside, thankfully alone. He pressed 11 and as the doors began to close he was holding me to him again. His fingers trailed down my face, along my jaw and down my neck. He moved my hair back behind my shoulders and leaned in to place a kiss right at the crook of my neck. His hands moved lower, grazing over the tops of my tits and dipping down to tease my nipples. Kissing down lower, I trembled as his lips grazed my skin and his tongue dipped into my cleavage. I moaned as my head fell back and I looked up.

"Blake, there are cameras in here..." I whimpered.

He ignored my plea as he continued, his hands now massaging my ass, pressing me against his cock. The elevator saved me from my first dabble with exhibitionism as we reached his floor. I left first, flustered but aching for more. When we reached his room, he let me in and turned on the light. A large king size bed dominated the room, a flat screen opposite and large picture windows with heavy drapes took up the far wall. I wanted nothing more to jump him there and then but decided to take my time and excused myself to the bathroom.

I quickly freshened up, using his toothpaste and mouthwash. I finger-combed my hair as best I could and removed my dress. Standing before the mirror, I took a deep breath before opening the door and stepping out. Blake was sitting in the armchair near the window, a glass of scotch in his hand, a glass of water with lemon on the small table to his right. The only light in the room was from a standing lamp across the way, casting a low glow throughout the room. He was still dressed, though his jacket and tie were gone. His shirt sleeves were rolled up to his elbows and his shoes were off. I took a moment to memorize him before making my way over.

Slowly sipping his drink, he watched as I stepped out into the light. Setting his glass down, he smiled, one hand moving to his lap, stroking his cock. I felt goosebumps wash over me as the cool air hit my body. I watched as his eyes trailed down, taking me in my naked breasts and my glistening pussy. Blake sat up in the chair as I approached, reaching out for my hands and pulling me in. His mouth found my tits immediately, sucking and licking. I felt his teeth as he left small marks on my skin, marking me. When his lips wrapped around my nipple, my legs quivered and I held onto his head and shoulders. Sucking just enough to keep me on edge, one of his hands found my pussy and began to stroke.

My head fell back as I moaned, completely lost in his touch. His finger found my clit and rubbed it gently, slick with my leaking juice. My hips began to move on their own, pushing greedily against his fingers, begging for more. Blake was more than happy to oblige but was skilled at keeping me on edge. When he brought me to the brink again, I could barely remain standing I was shaking so much. Recognizing my plight, he pushed me back until my legs hit the edge of the bed. I sat down and moved back as Blake joined me on the bed.

"MMMmmm..." he moaned, spreading my legs wide. "Your pussy is beautiful, so pink and wet. Swollen lips from fucking my cock earlier and teasing you the rest of the night..."

His voice trailed off as he lowered himself onto the bed, his face so close to me I could feel his breath. He just looked, his fingers gently pulling my lips apart and exposing my hole and clit.

"Stop teasing me!" I pleaded, leaning up on my forearms.

The sight of Blake between my spread legs was almost too much. I lay naked and completely exposed to him, while he was still fully clothed. His mouth barely an inch from my clenching and dripping pussy. My tits swayed gently and I let my head fall back.

"Please...baby...I'm begging you..."

My head shot up at the sound of his teasing laugh and our eyes caught briefly before he delved in, his tongue pushing inside of me without pretence. I screamed out and bucked my hips up at his hungry mouth. I fell back onto the bed and reached down to hold his hair while he eagerly sucked and licked my pussy.

"Fuck, Blake! Yes, fuck, YES!" I hissed as he found my clit and sucked.

A low moan left his chest and I started to cum when his lips vibrated. Blake's long fingers pushed inside of me when he felt my body tense. Fucking me with his fingers and sucking on my clit sent me over the edge. My hips bucked violently as my orgasm took over. His face was instantly wet as I squirted out from around his fingers. Pulling them back, another stream went right into his mouth. Before I could regain any sense of reality, I felt his mouth sucking hard on my pussy, his tongue lashing my clit. Another scream, quick tension followed by the snap of my orgasm. Cumming hard, my hands held tight as I fucked his face again and again.

"Oh my fuck. That was...incredible!" I was stammering as I lay there still twitching from the intense pleasure coursing through my body.

Sitting up, his face was soaked, his shirt and collar drenched in my cum.

"Shit! Your shirt! Babe, I'm sorry!"

"Shut the fuck up," he said, crawling over me. "And kiss me."

Our mouths met with a clash of teeth, lips and tongue. His hands were next to my head, holding himself over me. I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him against my pussy mound and toyed with his hair. Our kiss slowed and he paused to look at me.

"That was unbelievably sexy. And you will do it again." He kissed me and pulled away, a finger trailing from my lips down my chin to my chest. "And probably a few more times after that too."

He sat back on his knees and began to unbutton his shirt. I quickly sat up on my knees and took over, kissing down his neck to his chest. Unbutton, kiss, unbutton, kiss. Until his shirt was open and I could pull it down his toned arms. I kissed my way back up his chest to his neck and whispered in his ear.

"My turn."

My hand grazed over his cock and he moaned at the contact. I undid his pants and reached in to grip his aching cock through his boxer briefs. He was hard and so fucking hot. Pulling my hand away, I gave him a little push and he sat back on the bed up against the headboard. Crawling over him, I kissed him briefly and moved down his body. Licking and kissing his skin, tasting him and memorizing his scent. My lips made the slow journey trailing behind my tits to his abs and down to the top of his boxers. I paused, making sure to press my aching tits against his length. Blake's hand startled me when he wrapped my hair and tugged. I looked up at him, our eyes meeting and I could see that his desire was barely under control.

"Take them off," he said, his voice low.

I moved quickly to get rid of his boxers, his hand still wrapped in my hair. Now exposed, his cock throbbed as it waved in the air. His tip was wet with precum and I licked my lips when I saw it. Pulling me up for one last kiss, he let me go. On me knees between his spread legs, I bent over, making sure to keep my ass up in the air. The first touch of my tongue against his head made us both moan. More precum escaped his slit and I eagerly licked it up, tasting him. When my mouth wrapped around his head he let out a roar, his hands instantly in my hair and gripping tight. I barely moved, just allowing my lips to pass over the ridge of his swollen head. I continued to tease him, licking and kissing it until he couldn't take it anymore.

"Open, baby." He whispered, his hips lifting up slightly as his hands pushed down on my head. "Oh yeah, that's it. More."

Hollowing out my cheeks I began to suck his cock, moving my head up and down. Each time taking a bit more, but unable to take all of it. Did I mention he is fucking huge? I took as much as I could each time, gagging and choking now and then, which only elicited louder moans from Blake. I worked his cock with my hand and my mouth, sucking and stroking. My saliva dripped down his shaft and my wet hand massaged and toyed with his balls. I heard Blake suck in a breath at my touch. Kissing along his shaft, I moved down towards his balls. My tongue lapped at his sac, rolling each ball in my mouth, all the while stroking his throbbing cock.

"Get up here," he said, pulling on my hair. "Fuck me, Mia."

With one last deep suck of his cock, I quickly moved up and straddled his waist. He played with my tits and nipples as I sank down onto him. When my ass touched his thighs we both let out a deep breath.

"You're so big, I'm so full," I gasped and began to move. "Blake, baby. You feel...it's so..."

My voice trailed off, words long forgotten as I began to ride him. His hands held my hips as we set a slow pace, enjoying the feeling of every inch of his cock buried in my pussy. I could feel my orgasm starting to build and increased the pace. Leaning forward, Blake took my swaying tits into his hands and licked at my nipples. I reached down to rub my clit, which caught his attention.

"Are you going to cum for me?"

His voice was low and raspy, sending chills down my spine.

"Come on, baby. Ride my cock. Cum hard for me. Drench me."

Another moan was my reply but my hips began to rock as I took his cock deep and felt it hitting my gspot. Again and again, his thick head pressed against my gspot until I lost control. My hips moved erratically as my orgasm washed over me. He groaned when my pussy spasmed, squeezing his length begging for cum. A burst of cum flowed from my pussy and down over his lap, wetting the bed below us. I rode out my peak until I couldn't anymore and fell forward, trembling and whimpering.

Still not having found his release, Blake flipped me over onto my hands and knees. One hand reached down and held his cock as I pushed back. We both cried out as his cock sank into my sensitive cunt, bottoming out in one thrust. His hand now gone from his cock, he moved it up to hold my throat and pull me back against him. His hand was wet from gripping his soaked cock as he held tight. His other hand reached around and found my clit rubbing it gently in slow circles.

"You don't get to cum until I say."

His voice was barely a whisper against my ear as he began to fuck me. Hard, deep thrusts but slow and paced. My clit was buzzing and I could feel my juices starting to seep out each time he pulled back.

"I'm close, oh fuck. Please!"

I begged and pleaded and simultaneously willed my body to stay in control. His fingers never slowed, nor did his fucking. Again and again he drove into me, threatening to push me over the edge. I was panting and shaking now, tears threatening to form as I struggled to hold my orgasm back.

"That's it, baby. Not yet. Just a little longer and then you can cum."

His words did nothing to soothe the ache in my body nor diminish the need. If anything, it just made it worse. I was begging, with my body and my jumbled words, lost in a haze of pain and pleasure and not wanting it to end. When his thrusts began to increase, deeper (if that was even possible), rougher and faster, I knew my own release was not far away.

"Blake, I can't hold it back. I'm going to cum, please!" I screamed as I felt my juices running down my legs and onto the already soaked bed.

He pulled my face towards his, squeezed my throat tighter and whispered "NOW" before kissing me. I exploded, his fingers working my clit and his cock fucking me. I squirted, hard, and it splashed us both as his cock thrust in and out of my spasming cunt. I cried out again when I felt him explode inside of me. Jet after jet of cum filling me and leaking out mixed with my own.

"Mia! Oh fuck, YES!" he chanted my name over and over as he released and held me tight.

His hand loosened on my neck, but he still held me close, our lips and tongues flicking at one another. My body was shaking against his and he gently laid us down on the soaked bed. His cock was still hard inside of me and I felt him start to pull away.

"No!" I whimpered, reaching around to pull him back. "Not yet...just stay."

We lay there together, my back to his front, curled on our sides. His fingers made lazy patterns over my body and his lips nuzzled against the back of my neck.

"Come on, baby. Time to shower." He said, reluctantly removing his cock from my pussy with a low growl.

Pulling me up from the bed, we made our way into the bathroom. I leaned against the counter and watched his naked form as he turned on the water. He was so beautiful, it made me weak just looking at him. When the steam had filled the room, he stepped under the water letting it fall over his head and down his toned body. I watched, mesmerized, as the remnants of our fuck dripped down my thighs. After a minute, he opened his eyes and realized I wasn't in the shower with him. With a smile that made my heart skip, he looked at me.

"Get your ass in here, Mia."

I could only smile and nod, taking the few steps toward the shower. Standing in his arms he moved so the water fell over us both. Laying my head against his chest, I let the water soothe my body and mind. Taking our time we washed one another, touching and teasing but letting our bodies recover. Crawling into bed, Blake held me with my back to him.

"Thank you for tonight," he whispered, planting light kisses on my exposed neck. "You know, I could get used to this - with you."

"Me too, Blake." I murmured, snuggling back against him and holding his hand tight against my body. "Me too..."