Boy Meets Geek (13 page)

I wasn’t really concerned about my tits popping out so much as something on the costume breaking. I’d taken a long time putting the thing together, after all, and no matter how hot this was I didn’t want my elaborate costume breaking right before the convention. But it held. Surprisingly enough even the double-sided tape keeping my top in place held. I suppose this was as good a stress test as I could hope for.

Only I didn’t want to think about my real world costume. I wanted to be lost in the fantasy right now. I wanted to be as far from the real world as possible. I wanted to feel like I was in the world of Elassa, that this was my lusty human guard being overcome by his desires as he captured me and took me for the first time. I wanted to feel it all. I didn’t care if I’d just met him. I didn’t care if this was crazy. It was crazy, but I didn’t care.

I wanted Eric. Needed him.

I quickly got my wish. No sooner had he thrown me down on the bed, the springs squeaked under me as I bounced once then came to rest, than he was on top of me. Plastic armor clacked together and I couldn’t help but giggle. He looked down, realized what was going on, and let out a laugh of his own. It was definitely an odd little out of character moment, but it was comforting for all that.

Only he didn’t give me much of a chance to think about it. No sooner had he looked down and chuckled at our costumes crashing together than he was on me again, attacking me. His lips pressed against mine, insistent. I didn’t open my mouth to him so much as he pressed his tongue against me and forced it open. I clenched my teeth, pretending to fight him, and he tightened his grip on my braid until I opened my mouth with a gasp and then his tongue was inside me exploring my mouth.

He was playing me like I was a familiar instrument and he knew how to hit every note. And now that we were coming together in the real world, having a real experience instead of secreting ourselves away in some secret online dungeon, it was oh so much hotter. Oh so much more incredible than anything we’d done online.

I gasped again as I felt something pressing against his armor down below. Something I desperately wanted to see. Something I desperately wanted to taste. To feel. His cock felt monstrous and I had to have it.

I reached down and ran my hand along his costume but couldn’t figure out how to get it off. When he realized what I was doing Eric rolled to the side and started fumbling at the plastic. I heard a snap and a moment later the plastic fell to the bed and he kicked it off the side leaving just a pair of tights underneath that provided a mouth watering outline of his cock. I was surprised he’d kick around his costume like that, but at the moment I was more concerned with what was under those tights than with his willingness to risk breaking his costume.

I slipped my hand into his pants fully expecting to run into a very modern pair of boxers or briefs, but to my surprise my hand closed around the rock hard flesh of his cock. My eyes widened in surprise and I gasped as he groaned and then grinned at me.

“Surprise,” he said.

“I think this is my favorite surprise of all,” I purred.

“I thought you might like it,” he said.

God. The cockiness was such a turn on. I moved my hand up and down his cock, feeling the delicious contours as my fingers danced over its length. His cockhead was amazing, spongy, and I could feel the veins running up and down the length. My mouth watered just feeling it.

I had to see it.

Only first things first. I had to make sure I was staying in character, after all.

“Please don’t make me,” I said.

Confusion crossed his face for the briefest of moments, and then confusion was replaced with understanding. He smiled at me, but then his smile turned to a scowl.

“I command you to suck my cock,” he said.

“No please,” I said. “Anything but that!”

Okay, so it wasn’t like I was going to win any awards for my acting, but at the same time it’s not like there was an Academy award for best female lead performance in a dirty hotel fantasy scenario. Plus, judging by the way his cock twitched in my hand as I said that, he definitely seemed to approve of my performance.

Eric’s hand moved around and pulled on my hair again, only this time he pulled up just enough to guide me down. My mouth watered and my eyes twinkled as I looked up at him, but then I let out a cry as though I was in pain. We both knew it was bullshit, but it was all part of the performance. All part of the fun.

He continued pulling down and my face was moving past his amazing chest, down past abs glimpsed through his costume that I couldn’t help but flick my tongue out and lick. They were rock hard. And they were fucking amazing. Everything that I’d fantasized about, everything that I’d imagined and hoped for, and then some.

Then he was pressing me down against his cock. I couldn’t help myself. I took a deep breath and inhaled his scent, reveled in the feeling of his rock hard cock pressing against my cheek. Now that I was up close his cock looked even more huge.

“Suck it!”

The commanding tone sent a delicious shiver running through me.

My eyes widened in astonishment when I pulled his cock out of his tights completely. Hell yes. That monster was every bit as large as I’d imagined. I looked up and locked eyes with him. As our eyes met he mouth “suck it,” and I opened my mouth and leaned down. Took him in my mouth.

I didn’t have a lot of experience with sucking dicks. Sure it was something I’d done before, but not all that often. My main social outlet being an online game and arguing with people in class meant I didn’t get out much, but I’d discovered that when it came to cocksucking technique most guys were happy as long as they had a girl’s mouth over their dick.

Everything else was icing on the cake after that.

Though as I devoured his cock I felt like I was enjoying icing on my own cake. The salty taste of his precum leaking out and coating his cockhead was delicious. There seemed to almost be a sweet flavor to that precum that had me wanting to lap it all up. It had me wanting to feel him exploding inside my mouth.

In the past when giving head I’d been hesitant, unsure of myself, but I wasn’t feeling any of that now. I was a high elf priestess, I was the object of this man’s desire, he was taking me and I was his, and I was going to make sure that I gave him the best dick sucking of his life.

In an instant his entire cock was buried in my mouth. I blinked in surprise even as I was also blinking back tears from the feeling of having that monster buried inside my mouth. I could feel his cockhead pressing against the back of my throat, and I briefly wondered if I’d be able to deep throat him.

Only one way to find out, I suppose.

I was rewarded with a low guttural groan. It was fucking hot listening to the sound, knowing he was groaning like that because of my mouth wrapped around his cock. That encouraged me to new heights of performance. In another moment his cock was buried in my throat and I paused for a moment, holding my breath, and adjusting to the sensation of this monster lodged in my throat.

Then I pulled back and moved down again. I held my tongue in place and ran it along the length of his shaft as best as I could. The taste of the shaft was different from the head which was coated with that delicious salty precum, but it was no less sexy. It had a salty quality to it as well, a masculine quality that had me going nuts.

Speaking of nuts.

I reached down and cupped his nut sack, something I’d been told guys enjoyed, and squeezed them as I moved my mouth up and down around his dick.

His groans only grew louder and louder as I continued to piston my head up and down on his cock. I felt so naughty, so dirty. Yet it felt so right, so amazingly sexy. I couldn’t believe I was doing this when I’d only known him in person for a few hours and yet it felt so right.

His hand moved down around my pony tail again and he was moving his hand up and down along with my mouth. Not to the point that he was actually forcing me up and down on his dick, but just enough that it felt like he was taking control.

“Yeah, that’s it,” he said. “Suck my dick. Suck it elf bitch.”

Eric’s dirty talk sent a thrill through me as he took command. We’d only hinted at a bit of submission in our previous role-playing session, but in the moment I was discovering how much of a thrill it gave me to take on a submissive role like this.

I continued moving up and down until I felt an odd sensation, a twitching coming from his cock. And to my surprise instead of continuing to press my head up and down on his dick he held me in place the next time my lips moved up to the head of his cock, preventing me from going down again.

“Stop,” he said in a strangled voice, like he was barely in control.

I was a dutiful little captive elf priestess and did as he said. I looked up at him and raised an eyebrow, wondering what on earth would stop him from wanting me to finish sucking his dick.

He tugged on my hair and my head pulled completely off of his cock with a pop. I felt a stab of disappointment as that rock hard rod left my mouth, but something told me he had far more interesting things in store for me.

Those far more interesting things became obvious almost immediately as he pulled me up and flipped me around on the bed. He held a wrist in each of his hands as he pressed his cock against my bikini bottoms. Feeling his cock pressing against my pussy was amazing, it was sending me over the edge. I felt lightheaded, dizzy, overwhelmed with pure lust. I had to feel that thing inside me. I needed him to take me.

One of his hands moved to my neck. I opened my eyes and looked up at him with a smile, but then almost immediately schooled my expression to one of worry.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m going to fuck you my pretty little elf priestess, and there’s nothing you can do about it,” he said.

“Oh no! Anything but that,” I said.

“You don’t have a choice,” he said.

“Be careful with the clasps,” I muttered.

“What?”

“The clasps on my costume. I don’t want you to ruin the thing,” I whispered.

“Oh,” he grinned sheepishly. “Right. I should probably be careful with mine too.”

Then immediately the scowl was back on his face. “Did I give you permission to speak, elf bitch?”

“I’m so sorry my Lord!”

Yet when he reached down he was careful to undo the clasps holding the entire contraption in place. Good. I spent enough time working on this thing that I really didn’t want him to ruin it by getting overcome by the moment and doing something silly like ripping the bottoms aside thinking it would be hot.

Fuck, it would be hot, but I would also be extremely pissed off.

The clasps flipped open and then he pulled my bikini bottoms aside. I was completely exposed to him, and it was fucking incredible. I reached behind to undo my top and gently place it on a night stand as he pulled off his own armor and tossed it to the ground. Apparently he was a lot less particular about keeping his costume in one piece than I was, but that was his business.

A moment later we were both completely disrobed and he was over me, one hand holding down my wrists while the other moved down and gripped his cock. I let out a gasp followed by a quiet moan as the head of his cock pressed against me. Only before he pressed inside we had another brief out of character moment.

“You’re on the pill, right?”

“Yeah,” I whispered.

“I’m going to blow my load inside your tight elf pussy and there’s nothing you can do about it,” he yelled.

Briefly I found myself hoping that Samantha decided to stay down at the convention. I’d die of embarrassment if she happened to wander back up to our suite and heard us yelling these things at one another that, while hot in the moment, would sound absolutely ridiculous to someone listening in.

“Oh no! Anything but that! I can’t risk a barbarian half breed child!”

“You don’t have a fucking choice, my lady elf. You’re going to have my human seed and there’s not a fucking thing you can do about it,” he roared.

And then with a single thrust he plunged deep inside my pussy.

Oh my God. I don’t know if it was him, the scenario, or just how completely out of character I was acting now that I was playing the part of this character, but the feeling of his cock buried to the hilt inside my pussy was incredible, overwhelming. I felt sparks go off throughout my body and lights danced in front of my eyes, only to be replaced by his face looking down at me. He still had the scowl, and I looked down and took in the sight of his rippling muscles, of his amazing body, of his cock sliding slick with my juices as he pulled out and thrust inside me again.

I was wetter than I’d ever been in my life, which was probably a good thing considering the way he was plowing in and out of me with that monster. I was more turned on than I’d ever been in my life, which made it all the more amazing every time his cock pulled out and thrust inside me again. I moaned in time with his thrusts, feeling my tits bouncing every time he bottomed out inside me.

“Oh no!” I yelled.

“Oh yes,” he growled.

“Please, please my Lord I beg you! I can’t sully my body with your seed!”

“You’re being blessed with my seed, elf!”