Naked at the conference

The conference cocktail party was over. Crystal and I were packing up the booze and cleaning up the main room in the hotel suite. Our CEO was already asleep in his bedroom. It was after 2 a.m.

I snuck at glance at Crystal's ass in her short black skirt as she bent over to pick up some empty glasses. "You OK? Anything wrong?"

Crystal stood up and ran a hand through her curly blond hair. "Mark? That guy from Central.com that I was flirting with all night? He took off with that blonde bimbo from Axis."

I felt a surge of envy. The Axis blonde was hot. Long legs, decent tits . . . I wondered what they were doing just now. His cock in her mouth, her pussy shaking . . .

But I shook my head. "What an idiot."

Crystal laughed. "Yeah. Asshole."

"Hey . . ." I lifted a bottle of scotch. "One last drink?"

Crystal grinned, staggering on her high heels. "Why not?"

We'd been pouring drinks for conference attendees for hours. We were both tired, and at least half drunk. And tomorrow the conference would go until full swing. I'd be working for 12 hours or more. I figure I should enjoy a few quiet moments while I could.

I poured two tall glasses, and we sat on the couch. Crystal picked up the TV remote. "Maybe there's a good movie on."

"Maybe there's porn."

She laughed. "And it'll get charged to Danny's room." Danny Watson, our CEO. She clicked a button.

We looked at the titles: HOT TEEN LESBIANS . . . KENDRA THE BODY SLAYER . . . DEEDEE LOVES KENDRA . . . MILF TEENA AND THE HOT TEEN LESBIANS . . .

Crystal switched channels. "Maybe not. We'll get in trouble."

"Maybe . . ." I leaned over and kissed her.

"Mmm . . . maybe . . ." She giggled and dropped the remote.

In a few minutes we were making out. The TV had an old black-and-white movie on the screen, but I wasn't paying attention. Crystal was moaning and squirming.

I pulled her sweater up to reveal a lacy pink bra.

"Mmm . . ." Crystal kissed me, working on my belt. "Tom, I didn't know you thought about me like this."

"Are you kidding?" Working near her in the office gave me a constant hard-on every day. She had big boobs that mostly seemed ready to burst out of whatever top she was wearing. Most days I could see the color of her bra. All the other men in the company dreamed about her, but she stayed strictly professional. Although I wondered about the VP from finance who kept bringing her into his office for hourlong meetings.

I got her bra unhooked, and immediately went to work on her tits. Her nipples were big and rosy, and I tasted the sweat on her skin as I sucked at them. Crystal threw her sweat and bra at the TV and got my belt open.

My cock was throbbing. I'd had a long day, a lot to drink, and lots of the women attending the conference were hot. The blond Axis bimbo at the cocktail party had worn a skirt so short I kept hoping for her to bend over, and one tall redhead's jeans were so tight I wasn't surprised that she didn't sit down anywhere—or at the fact that she was always surrounded by at least three or four men, and even a couple of hot young women.

But I didn't care about any of that now. I slid Crystal's skirt down to her knees and slipped a hand into her pink panties, slowly massaging her wet pussy. We kissed some more, her tits pressed against my shirt as I reached for her wet, juicy clit.

"Oh, oh, ahh . . ." Crystal pulled my cock free of my boxers and tried to push my pants down. We were struggling with our clothes—oblivious to the fact that our boss was sleeping in the next room.

"Okay, okay . . . This is stupid." Crystal rolled over. "Let's just get naked."

"Sounds good." I kissed her again, and then we stood up. I pulled Crystal's panties, exposing her hairy pussy--a red slit gasping between her thighs. Then I helped her yank my pants and boxers down and kicked off my shoes.

We were both naked now. Our clothes were all over the floor. Crystal's boobs shook, and my cock throbbed, dripping at the tip.

"Mmm . . ." Crystal wrapped her hand around my shaft. "Nice. Not too big . . ." She giggled. "But just big enough." She leaned back and spread her legs wide. "Come on, big boy. Give me all you've got."

"Oh yeah." I pushed my cock forward toward her slit. "Is this all right?"

"What do you think?" She nudged her ass forward. "Go ahead and give it to me. Hard. Hard!"

I knelt and pushed my cock into her pussy. Crystal's thighs squirmed.

"This is just because I'm so horny," she murmured. "Oh yes . . ."

"My fragile male ego thanks you for that." I shoved her cock in deep.

She laughed and wrapped her arms over my shoulders. "I just meant . . . I'm just so fucking horny. Uhh . . ."

"Me too." By now I was deep inside her. "Oh yeah . . ."

She lifted her legs, and I leaned down to kiss her some more. Then I started slamming my cock back and forth.

"Mmm . . ." Crystal moaned. "More like that. Yes, yes . . ."

She kicked a heel at my butt. I bent down to lick at her nipple. Her boobs were shaking. Her thighs trembled.

"I wanted to do this for a long time." I licked at her neck. "All the time."

"I know." She pushed her hips up. "All you guys in the office are just staring at me. I should complain to HR . . . oh yeah, oh yeah . . ."

"Sorry." I drove down as hard and deep as I could.

"It's . . . okay. Wait!" She pushed me away. "Let me turn around. All right?"

Of course. I pulled out of her slippery pussy, and Crystal rolled over, planting her bare feet on the carpet and leaning over the couch. I gazed at her plump ass and gripped her hips.

"That's it." She moaned as I teased her slit with the tip of my cock. "Oh, right there, yes, yes . . ."

Then I slammed my prick inside her. Crystal grunted. "Okay, yes, okay, okay . . . yes!"

I leaned forward to grab her big boobs. She pushed backward, shoving my prick deeper inside her. I squeezed her tits. Crystal moaned.

I reached down between her legs and found her clit. I remembered my last girlfriend, Bridget, and the way I twirled my finger around her pussy in a circle until she came. Crystal moaned the same way.

"Oh, oh, oh . . ." She bent down, her butt shaking. "Fuck . . . I think I'm going to . . . fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck!"

My cock spurted inside her, and I clutched her ass, gasping as Crystal came, her bare body twitching back and forth. "Yeah," I murmured. "That's good . . . so good . . ."

"Mmm . . . mmm . . . mmm . . ." Crystal collapsed on the couch, still shaking. I pulled my cock free and crawled up next to her, kissing her lips, her shoulders, her nipples . . .

I was starting to get hard again. But Kirsten giggled. "We ought to get dressed and get out of here. Before Danny wakes up."

"Good point." It wouldn't be good if our CEO found us naked in his suite. Of course, he might enjoy the sight of Crystal's naked body, freshly fucked, but what about me? My cock was still dripping.

It took us longer to get dressed than it had to get naked. Crystal pulled up her skirt and I buckled my belt, and then I put the last bottle of scotch back and washed out the glasses. "Okay. Let's get out of here."

She kissed me. "Come on back. Can you do it again?"

"S-sure." I reached for her tits.

"Except--" She stroked my pants. "Not at work, all right? Just now, tonight . . . I can't get into an office affair."

Me neither. I kissed her on the lips. "Just when we have a conference. How about that?"

"Ooh . . ." She patted my butt. "Sounds good, Tom. Next conference is in three weeks."

I grinned. "I can't wait."

* * *

For the next few months we played the game. At every conference, some of them in town and some of them in Florida, California, or somewhere else, we spent the day working and then got together at night in her room or mine and fucked until dawn. For the rest of the time at the office, we managed to behave professionally—although I kept wanting to kiss her when we shared an elevator or bumped up against each other near the photocopier.

It was weird. I'd hear her talking about dates and boyfriends. I didn't have any room to be jealous—I had my shares of dates too. It was hard listening to the other guys in the office talking about her—what they'd do if they got her in a hot tub, or something like that—but I managed to keep my mouth shut.

Except at the conferences. "Ohh . . . yeah . . . that's great," I'd moan, and Crystal would shriek when she came, whether I was licking her pussy or slamming my prick deep inside her hot slit. Sometimes I wondered if the people in the next room could hear us. Most of the time I didn't care.

Then things changed.

Crystal was naked, sucking my dick slowly and stroking my balls. We were in her hotel room, the sheets tangled on the bed. We hadn't tried to do it in Danny's suite since the first time, as exciting as it was.

We'd already done it once, Crystal on top, her big tits flopping up and down as she reared and bucked on my cock. After cumming, we both fixed drinks from the bottle we'd stolen from the cocktail party, and then slowly started exploring each other's naked bodies again, my hands romancing around her boobs, her hips, her legs, and her ass while she stroked my neck, my chest, and my thighs. My cock grew rigid, and she started sucking. "Mmm," she moaned, fondling my balls. "Mmm--"

Then someone knocked on the door.

I expected her to ignore it. Instead she jerked her lips away. "Wait—I ought to check that out."

"Why?" My cock was throbbing. "If it's work, they'd call you."

"It might be . . ." She jumped into the bathroom, and came out pulling a hotel robe around her body.

What the hell? I tried not to be pissed. I laid back and pulled a sheet over my hips. My cock drooped.

Crystal peeked through the peephole, then laughed and unlocked the door. "Hi, there."

"Hi . . . uh, is this a bad time?" I didn't recognize the voice.

"Uhh . . . no. I don't think so. Let's see." Crystal giggled. "Come on in."

It was Mark—the Central.com guy she'd been lusting for months ago. I'd seen him around the conference all day.

He was tall, with black hair and glasses. He'd lost his necktie and his shirt was open. He looked a little drunk—not that I blamed him. He stepped inside, and Crystal locked the door. "Hi, there."

Her robe hung open, exposing every inch of her naked body. Mark took a deep breath as he gazed at Crystal, licking his lips. Again, I couldn't really blame him

Then he spotted me on the bed. "Oh. You're busy. I should come back--"

"No, wait." Crystal turned. "Tom? Is it all right? He can stay? And . . .?"

What could I say? I didn't want to just storm out like a jealous asshole. Plus, I was horny. And this might be . . . interesting.

"Okay." I started to stand up. "Let me get you a drink--"

Then I remembered that I was stark naked, my prick dripping. "Grab me a bathrobe, Crystal?"

She smiled. "Here you go."

Crystal pulled her robe off and flung it at the bed. Mark stared at her naked body—her big boobs, the landing strip on her snatch, her thick but muscular thighs—and then managed to look up at me. "Yeah. A drink. Thanks."

They started kissing. Crystal pulled at his shirt and Mark pawed at her tits. In a few seconds his pants and boxers were down around his ankles, and Crystal was playing with his cock.

I poured a drink for myself, watching. My cock was stiff. So was Mark's. Crystal stroked it, licking his face as Mark stroked her skin—her shoulders, her stomach, and then her big tits, as if he'd been saving them for last. "Ohh . . ." he murmured.

"Yeah." Crystal rubbed his back. "Let's do this. Okay?"

I handed Mark a glass of whiskey. "Here."

He gulped it down. "Thanks."

"Come on, you guys!" Crystal plopped her ass on the bed. "Get those cocks over here!"

I looked at Mark. He nodded.

We headed for the bed and pointed our cocks at her face. Mark was hard and thick. Crystal leaned forward to stroke his shaft. Then she looked over at me, and I poked my dick into her mouth.

"Mmm . . . mmm . . . mmm . . ." She moaned. Then she switched, taking Mark's dick down as she rubbed my prick. I reared back, trying not to cum right away even though I'd already spurted 20 minutes ago. I could see Mark throbbing, his eyes glazed as if he couldn't believe his luck.

I squeezed Crystal's shoulder. She looked up at me, Mark's cock pressing inside her cheek. Then she fell back on the bed, gasping. "Oh . . ." She blinked. "I always wanted to do that. This one time in college I almost did, but I got too scared."

"It's okay." I looked at Mark. "Do you want me to go away?" I didn't want to leave, but--

"No!" Crystal opened her eyes wide. "I mean—that one time—just sucking two dicks. But then they both . . . you know." She looked up at me, and then at Mark. "It was the only time. I just have a fantasy about doing it again."

I smiled at Mark. He grinned back at me.

"Okay." Mark squeezed one of Crystal's tits. "How do you want to do it?"

"Let me think." Crystal rubbed her curly blonde hair. "Okay. Mark, back there. I want your dick inside my pussy. Tom? I want to suck your cock while he fucks me."

I winked at Mark. "Sounds like a plan."

A moment later Crystal was on her knees, and Mark was behind her, plunging his cock hard into Crystal's pussy. I was in front, my dick deep inside her mouth. Crystal moaned, her bare body shaking on the sheets.

"Oh—oh—oh . . ." Crystal moaned, stroking my shaft as Mark slammed back and forth inside her. "It's so . . . mmm . . . so good . . ."

"You okay?" I rubbed her bare sweaty shoulder as she swirled her tongue around my dick.

"Y-yeah." She gulped. "Just like I wanted. Keep . . . mmm . . ." Her lips enveloped my cock.

Mark slapped her ass. "Is that good? Do you like that, bitch?"

Crystal grunted, her butt shaking. "Mmm . . ." Crystal stroked my legs as she sucked me deeper. Her legs trembled as Mark pounded her harder and harder.

"Yeah . . ." Mark leaned back. "Here I come! Take that, slut! Take all of it! You like it, don't you? Come on, here it . . . comes . . ."

I saw Mark's hips shake as he came. Crystal's body trembled, and then I came, shooting my cum between her legs. She gasped.

Mark pulled back. "How about that? You like that, slut? Is that what you wanted?"

Crystal rolled over, wiping her arm across her mouth. She looked up at me. "Shut up, Mark."

"What?" He grinned and stroked her hip. "Didn't you like that, slut? I can do this all night." He winked at me. "Right?"

"Go away." Crystal closed her eyes, as if she didn't want to look at him. "Just get lost."

"Wait, what?" He grabbed her ankle. "That's it?"

"Yeah." I stood up, stark naked and still dripping and throbbing. Not exactly a gladiator's body, but I do work out from time to time. "The lady said no."

He smirked. "She didn't say it before."

"Mark!" Crystal shouted. "Yes, I came. It was good. I just—you shouldn't have called me a slut."

He laughed. "Well, that's what you are."

I hit him in the nose. Hard. He fell off the bed and jumped up, blood streaming down his face. "What the fuck? Who are you, anyway?"

"Just leave." My hand hurt. I wasn't sure I could hit him again, and I was pretty sure he could hit me harder.

"Fine. Fuck both of you." He dressed quickly, flipped us the bird, and slammed the door when he left.

I made sure the door was locked. Then I sat down next to Crystal on the bed. "You okay? Want me to leave too?"

"I'm fine." She giggled. "It was okay, right up until he started—calling me names. I thought he was so sexy."

We kissed. My cock started getting hard again.

* * *

A few more months passed. A few more conferences. Each time we hooked up. One more time Crystal brought another guy to her room—this time a young guy, in his 20s. He was eager and playful—and polite. Plus, he had a big dick. He fucked Crystal twice, and she blew him once more as I plowed her from behind. He thanked her as he got dressed. He thanked me too.

Crystal laughed. "That was better."

"You like it with two guys?" I laid down next to her, rubbing her thigh as she squeezed my dick for another round.

"It's a fantasy. Like I said." She licked my shoulder. "Okay, this one time in college—did I tell you this? There was a party, and somehow half of them were naked. There were these two guys, and I was on the floor between them. I . . . did it. I mean," she giggled. "Both of them. But they came too fast, and I had sperm all over my bra. I got freaked out and I left, but I was still turned on. Then there was internet porn, and I always wondered . . .'

She started stroking my cock. "Mark was an asshole. This guy was pretty nice." She'd cum, squealing at the end.

"Yeah." I wondered what that meant for future conferences.

So I started thinking ahead.

* * *

The next conference was two weeks later, out in Las Vegas for four nights. The first day was too busy for us to hook up—we just went to sleep in our separate rooms. The next day was frantic, and by the end of the last cocktail party at 10:30 p.m. we were both tired—but totally ready for some fun.

This time I took Crystal up to my room, where I'd ordered two bottles of wine--one red-one white--a big cheese plate, and a few bottles of Perrier. We opened the white wine, but didn't bother with the cheese.

Crystal gasped as I licked at her sweaty nipples. "Oh, yeah," she moaned. "All day, all day I wanted this . . ."

"Me too." I reached for her panties—

And then someone knocked on the door.

"Oops." I stood up. "Just a minute!"

Crystal reared up on her elbows. "What's going on?"

"You'll see." I grinned, grabbed a bathrobe and opened the door. "Hi."

Her name was Jayne. We'd flirted at one of the cocktail parties. I'd invited her up to my room—with the promise of something extra.

"Um, hi." Jayne looked around. "You invited me up for have a drink, or something?" She looked past my shoulder and spotted Crystal—on the bed, covered by a sheet. "Oh. Maybe I should come back later?"

I looked over my shoulder. "What do you think, Crystal?"

She grinned. "Okay. If she's cool with it. Come on in! Have some wine."

"Uh, okay." Jayne stepped into the room and let the door close. "What is this?"

"I promised you something extra, didn't I?" I hoped I hadn't gone too far. "That's Crystal. This is Jayne." I opened the second bottle and poured some red wine into a fresh glass. "If you want something else to drink, I've got some Perrier here."

Jayne looked at Crystal, then at me, and then laughed. "Give me the wine." She gazed at Crystal. "Wait, I saw you all day. Are you . . ."

"I'm Crystal." She sat up, letting the sheet fall to uncover her tits. "You're with Homer.com, right? I love your work."

"I do all the work. Homer's an idiot." She set her glass down and looked at me. "I kinda thought it would just be the two of us, but . . ." She gazed at Crystal. "You're kinda hot too."

Crystal blushed. "Thanks." Then she laughed at me. "Hey, is this revenge for Mark that one time?"

"No." Well, maybe. "I just thought it would be fun. If you're into it."

"Fun for you, you mean." She threw a pillow at my head. "Okay. It's not exactly my first time with another girl. But it's been a while. What about you, Jayne?"

Jayne started unbuttoning her blouse, revealing a lacy pink bra. "My college roommate was a lez, and she wasn't exactly shy. So I tried it a few times. It was . . . nice." She dropped her top next to the pillow. "You going to help?"

I grinned. Then I was behind her, unsnapping Jayne's bra and pulling it down her shoulders. I reached around to fondle her bare boobs. She was skinny, but her tits were firm.

Jayne leaned back, sighing. "Mmm . . . mmm . . . nice . . ."

Crystal watched, licking her lips. "You know, my first job out of college I worked with this girl named Sammi. One night we were working late and my place, and we got bombed on cheap wine, and then out of nowhere she kissed me. It was hot." She let the sheet drop, exposing her luscious tits. "I'd like to kiss you."

Jayne unzipped her slacks and start pushing them down. I knelt, sliding her panties down her trim legs. I squeezed her butt, and she giggled, kicking her sandals off.

Then she turned around. "I should kiss him first. He invited me here."

Jayne grabbed my shoulder and pulled me to my bare feet. She pushed my robe off my shoulders, then pressed her boobs against my chest.

We kissed, our tongues going deep. I squeezed her ass again, and my dick poked at her leg, dripping.

"Mmm . . ." Jayne stroked my shaft. "I guess you were ready before I showed up."

I looked down at her nipples. "Glad you're here."

"Okay." She gave my dick a tug, then turned around to Crystal. "Are we really going to do this?"

Crystal kicked the sheet away and spread her thighs wide. She still wore her black panties. "I'm ready."

Jayne climbed on the bed. First they kissed, pushing their boobs together, running their hands over each other's shoulders and skin as my cock throbbed. Then Jayne bent down to suck at Crystal's big tits. "Mmm . . ." she moaned. "They're so . . ."

"Big?" Crystal chuckled. "Yeah, I guess so. Guys seem to like ‘em."

" . . . sexy," Jayne said. She went from one to the other, kissing and licking. "I always liked big tits."

Me, too, but I didn't think it was the right time to say anything.

Jayne slowly slipped Crystal's panties down and gazed at Crystal's pussy. "Hello there." She rubbed a hand up and down Crystal's thigh. Then she teased the edge of Crystal's pink slit. Crystal gasped and shuddered.

"Okay, that's good," she whispered. "Right there. Closer, closer . . ."

Then Jayne leaned down, her face between Crystal's plump thighs. Her tongue snaked forward.

"Yes!" Crystal shouted and laughed. "Right there! Right . . . there . . ."

Jayne slowed down, teasing Crystal's slit with her tongue. She crawled forward on her knees, her butt and pussy in the air.

I stepped forward. My cock shook. I softly took Jayne's hips in my hands and edged the tip of my prick forward.

"Oh-oh." Jayne giggled. "I feel that."

"Is it all right?" I pushed forward until I felt the folds of her slit.

"What do you think, Crystal?" Jayne slid a fingertip up inside her.

"Do it." Crystal's eyes were closed. "Don't stop."

I wasn't sure who she was talking to, but Jayne wiggled her butt enticingly. I took the hint and leaned in, sliding my cock into her damp pussy.

"Uh-huh, uh-huh." Jayne nodded. "That's good. That's—ah!"

My balls reached her legs. I held still for a moment, looking over Jayne's shoulders at Crystal's squirming boobs. Then I started thrusting.

I always try to go slow at first, but it usually doesn't take long for me to reach ramming speed. I gripped Jayne's hips, and in a minute I was hammering her hard.

"Uh, uh, uhhh . . ." Jayne pushed her butt back at me, her tongue still lapping at Crystal's pussy. My hands ran up and down her legs. She'd looked cute when I spotted her today during the conference, and even cuter at the cocktail party. Now she was hot, her body sweaty and quivering as I slammed my cock harder and harder into her tight pussy.

Crystal's big boobs were flopping up and down. "Oh yeah," she moaned. "This is good. Sooo . . . good . . ."

Five minutes . . . six? I was still hard, still plunging into Jayne, when Crystal lifted her legs—almost kicking me in the face—and came with a long screech. "YEESSSS!" I ducked down. Jayne lifted her face, gasping, and then her ass shook around my cock.

"Okay, okay, okay," Jayne moaned, stroking Crystal's pussy. "Okay there. This is . . . good . . ."

Somehow I still hadn't cum. Jayne rolled over, gasping, and my dick slipped from her pussy. I reared up, trying not to cum in the open air.

I almost lost it when Jayne laid down next to Crystal and they wrapped their arms around each other, kissing, licking each other's licks, pressing their boobs together. Crystal lifted a leg around Jayne's waist and reached down to squeeze her ass. "Oh, yeah," she moaned. "That was . . . excellent."

Jayne looked up. "What about him?"

Crystal laughed. "What about him?"

"Okay, fine." I laughed. "You girls had your fun. I'll just jack off here. By myself. Looking at you. It's okay."

"No, wait!" Jayne lurched up and pulled Crystal's arm. "Come on. We can do this. Let's team up. Just like in the movies, right?"

Crystal sat up and stared at my surging cock. "Okay. How do we do this?"

"You take his cock. I'll take his balls." Jayne leaned forward. "Ready, Tom?"

"S-sure." I wasn't sure that I wouldn't start spurting the minute they touched me. But I bit my lip and reminded myself that this was one of the best sex experiences of my life.

Crystal took my cock inside her mouth, sucking softly. Jayne started twirling her tongue around my balls. I planted one hand on Crystal's shoulder and the other one on Jayne's arm, my legs shaking—along with my cock.

"Oh yeah," I grunted. "That's good. So nice."

They switched. Now Jayne was sucking my dick, and Crystal was fondling my balls. I leaned down to cup Crystal's boobs.

"Ohh . . ." I moaned. "Cumming . . . cumming . . ."

I leaned back, and then I was shooting my sperm into their faces. Jayne pulled away as Crystal laughed. My cock pumped hard, and I groaned, squeezing them both. Crystal and Jayne. Yeah . . .

I slumped over on the mattress, gasping. "Okay. That was good."

"Glad you enjoyed it." Crystal wiped her face and licked her fingers. Then she kissed Jayne, licking my cum from her cheeks. "What about you?"

"Nice cock." She looked down. "I can see why Crystal likes you."

Crystal scooted her legs across the bed. "I'm all messy. Got to take a shower."

Jayne grinned. "Me too." She jumped up. Her cute ass bounced up and down, and then she looked over her shoulder. "Coming?"

I stood up. "Right behind you."

I couldn't wait for the next conference.

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