The Conference

"Hey Rob. I caught your talk. Interesting stuff," Stacy said, with a smile.

Jessica interrupted with, "Yes, yes. All very interesting. Just one more breakout group session, and we are free for the night. Stacy, are you going to join us again? I've missed you, and I know Rob would love to bore you with the behind the scenes details of his talk."

"Yea, sounds fun," she said laughing.

After she left, Jessica and I walked to the next room for our session.

"If you don't fuck her, I'm going to scream. I didn't say anything last time, but there's obvious tension between you two."

"Jessica, calm down. Just give me some time to acclimate to this whole fantasy island thing you are onto with conferences and time away before we start talking about fucking people."

Jessica smiled a smug smile. "The fact that you didn't just break down or completely shut me up is a good sign I'm right. You want that little tittied skinny girl so bad."

I hate it when she's right.

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That night we met at the hotel bar, and familiar patterns set in. We drank, talked about the day, and ate bad bar food. Jessica was off talking to Dr. Wilks and I knew where that was going. After we drank our fill, Stacy and I decided to walk around and get away from the bar noise. Everything felt so smooth as if we picked right up from the last conference. Eventually, the topic turned to hobbies and I mentioned my photography.

"I love it. I've been taking candids of people while I'm here," I said.

"So people have no idea you are taking pictures of them?" she asked.

"Yea. I know it's weird. I catch them when its natural. I did want to get better at shooting people who are modeling, but I've been too scared to approach anyone." As I said this, images of me shooting pictures and loads of cum on Jessica flashed in my mind.

"Well, I'd love to see your work anyway."

I let the words come out of my mouth knowing full well what it might lead to. "Sure. I have my camera here. Want to have a look now?" I felt a pit in my stomach, both from the acknowledgment that I set in motion something I couldn't take back, but also from the anticipation of her answer.

Stacy looked at me, her green eyes large, and smiled. "Yea, show me."

We walked back to my room. Once inside, Stacy put her blazer on the chair. Like Jessica, she had been wearing a button up and blazer, but instead of a skirt, she wore long dress pants. On her slender body it made her look stylish. I think something else that made me gravitate towards her was that I was dying to photograph her. I knew she would look so good through my lens.

She sat on my bed and I sat next to her with my laptop. Like before, I projected the images from my laptop onto the TV. My heart skipped a beat before I remembered I had closed out the pictures that Jessica had projected up earlier. I flipped her through some of my work, all the while enjoying the fact that I was sitting on a bed with her.

"These are really good. I can't believe how intimate you can make a candid picture taken at a distance be."

"Thanks. Hold on. I think I actually have one of you from that conference in New York." I searched back to that time and found the photo.

"Oh!" Stacy was taken aback. In the photo she was seated at a table, wearing those sexy high waisted jeans and had a simple short sleeved shirt tucked in tightly. She was laughing to someone off camera, and her torso was slightly turned to make the shirt cling to her breasts, making them pop. The picture was light, joyous and with a hint of sexiness all at once.

"Shit. I'm sorry. I haven't really shown anyone their own photo before. Never really get the chance. This must seem like a huge invasion of privacy or personal space or something..." I stammered, worried I ruined the whole night.

"No. That's not it at all. The picture is great. I'm thankful you took it. I've just never seen myself like this."

"You like it?"

"I love it. You're really good." Stacy looked excited and was looking right into my eyes. I wanted to lean in, to make something happen. But she popped off the bed.

"Where can we set up?" she asked, looking around the room.

"Huh?" I was thoroughly confused.

"Set up for a photoshoot. You have your camera and you're too scared to ask anyone, so let's just go for it.

How could I say no. She was so eager, and I was definitely feeling eager in a multitude of ways.

"Umm, sure. I mean we could just take the comforter off the bed and use that as a platform."

Stacy shot me a mock scandalized look, but got busy taking the comforter off. "So how do want me to stand."

"Just stand up on the bed and try and act natural."

Stacy got on the bed and stood awkwardly for the first few shots. Even not knowing what to do and with shitty hotel room lights, she was incredibly stunning.

"Let me fix some lights." I adjusted the stand up lamps so her face was lit more. "Now just, I dunno, give me some laughs." She lit up the room with her smiles, and I kept shooting.

"I think I'm going to need some more booze if you want me loose."

I broke out the little drinks from the minibar and handed her one. "Uh. I'm not drinking alone. You too," she chided. We both gulped down mini-bottles of whiskey.

Stacy started to mime models she must have seen on TV. She moved her back to me, and gave me an over the shoulder look. She jumped on the bed a few times. She held her hands to her hips. I clicked away and she laughed.

"Ok, let's get serious. How about this?" she said, as she started to unbutton her shirt.

"That's good," I encouraged. Not wanting to be too eager, I added, "why don't you go slow on each button, so I can get a good one."

Stacy slowly undid each of her buttons and untucked her shirt. She let it hang there, and behind my camera I could see her silky white skin and a lacy black bra. She moved her body slowly, occasionally moving her shirt aside to reveal more skin.

"Really sexy, keep going," is all I could muster. If she were paying attention, she'd see the beginnings of my cock straining against my pants.

Stacy pulled her shirt off and tossed it to the side. Her alabaster skin on her torso, like her cheeks, were flecked with freckles. With just long pants on and only a bra, her body looked all the more elegant and sexy. I wanted to trace my finger tips over her body and hold her.

She stopped posing and looked at me. "Hey, I know how this works. It makes the model more comfortable if everyone in the room is just as naked as they are."

It was obvious what she was doing, but it worked. I put my camera down, and looking at her, pulled my shirt over my head. Stacy looked approvingly at my body. I kept in shape, so I felt confident standing there. I picked up my camera again and asked "should we keep going?"

Stacy made a few more poses, and with a little more liquid courage, started to unbutton her pants. Gone was the subtly, and she let her pants drop to the bed and kicked it to the floor. I kept taking pictures but it was getting harder to focus. She was so sexy and exactly how I had pictured so many nights in my mind. Her pale skin was glowing against her red hair. Her ass a decent bubble against her slender frame. Although not tall, her slender body made her legs and arms seem long and graceful. Her breasts were small mounds in the lacy bra and fit her perfectly.

"Hey! No fair. You're supposed to take those pants off," Stacy reminded me. I obliged, revealing an extremely hard dick straining to get out of its constraints. Stacy's eyes widened.

I picked up my camera to keep shooting and not wanting to end our game. Stacy moved a little to model, but then laughed.

"Rob, are you going to drop the camera and come fuck me or what?"

I needed no further invitation. I placed the camera on the bedside table and joined Stacy on the bed. We connected with a kiss and I felt so much built anticipation pass between us. I kissed her deeply, and she snaked her tongue around mine. We groped at each other for a while, and I finally laid down and pulled her on top of me. We kissed as she ground her panty clad pussy onto my hard cock. The silkiness of her panties rubbing me felt like heaven. She moaned with pleasure and pressed down hard on my dick.

I reached around and unhooked her bra. Stacy stood back to throw it to one side, giving me a glorious view of her tits. Perfect small mounds, with tiny hard nipples. I lifted myself up to devour each of them, giving soft nibbles occasionally.

I place my hands on her amble ass and turned her over so she was on the bed. I kissed her body down, and lifted her ass with my hands to remove her panties. I moved my head down to her completely bald slit and began to explore her with my tongue. Stacy lifted herself up in pleasure as my tongue entered her then moved up to her clit. Her slender legs were draped over my shoulders and would press in on me as she moaned and writhed in ecstasy.

After some time, Stacy pulled me up and kissed me, getting a taste of her own juices. As we kissed she reached down and pulled my dick from my briefs. She stroked me hard. "Stand up, so I can return the favor," she purred. I stood up at the edge of the bed and removed my boxers completely as I watched her crawl on all fours to my dick. Grabbing the base, she licked the shaft and circled her tongue around my tip. The feeling of her mouth was indescribable and I wanted nothing more than to feel the warmth of her mouth envelope me. Granting my unspoken wish, she took me in and to my surprise, immediately took my entire length.

"HHHoly fuck," I groaned as she deep throated my cock. It was no effort at all for her, and she smiled each time she lifted off. She then began suck me off while making eye contact. She smiled with my dick in her mouth and got a mischievous look in her eye as she lightly dragged her teeth over my shaft. The sensation was shocking and intense and I instinctively put my hand on her head. This made her smile more, and she began sucking me off hard. Her body bent over in front of me, and her ass sticking out was an amazing thing to see. I was so turned on and could have just bust my load right there, but I had to fuck her.

When I thought I was getting too close, I pulled her off, and intuiting what I wanted, Stacy laid back. Her slender body was beginning to become flushed with red desire, and her pink slit was open for me. I grabbed my shaft and aimed it toward her, teasing her pussy with my head. Stacy moaned with delight and looked at me pleadingly. After I circled her clit a few times, I began to push myself into her. Her tightness was incredible. As I entered, she bit her lip and began to grab at her own small breasts. "Fuck me please," she begged. I pushed in hard and filled her with my whole length. She screamed in pleasure and arched her back. "Harder, harder!" she demanded. I did not disappoint and began to pound into her over and over. "Yes!" she screamed and I felt the warmth and wetness of her pussy soak us both.

As I fucked her I watched her face with her eyes closed contort in pleasure. I lifted both her slender legs up and held them with one hand, continuing to rhythmically thrust into her. I kissed and nibbled her calves, then spread her legs so each one was on one of my shoulders. The taste of her skin in my mouth was delicious and slightly salty from her sweat.

Her eyes suddenly opened in rapturous panic. "I'm close. So close. Please, Rob, will you fuck my ass?" Her eyes looking at me desperately, as if there was any way I would turn her down. "Do it now. Fuck my ass hard."

I turned her over, not giving it a second thought. She bent over, waving her delicious ass in my face, its twin pale moons split in the middle with a slightly red crease. Her pussy was soaking wet and her asshole sat puckered but ready. Stacy reached back and took some of her own wetness and dipped her finger into her asshole, then wiped more onto my cock. I had only done this once before; a wedding present from Dina.

I edged myself up to her puckered hole and slowly brought myself in. Stacy winced and moaned, but pushed back to help. I moved inch by inch into her, admiring her peach and the dimples above her ass. When I was halfway in I began thrusting in an out, pushing me even deeper with each effort. We both moaned with ecstasy. The tightness of her ass around my cock was incredible.

Once I had my rhythm, Stacy moved her hand to rub her clit. She buried her face into a pillow and worked herself hard. She then lifted her head and commanded me to fill her up as she came. I quickened my pace and the tightness of her pushed me to the edge. I tried to hold back but as soon as Stacy began screaming and moaning with the intense pleasure of orgasm, I couldn't stop. I pushed myself deep into her and let loose my load. I had never cum like this before. It felt as if my entire being was being poured into her.

Stacy collapsed and I followed right on top of her. She panted and gave soft moans while my dick twitched and shrank inside of her. Eventually I collapsed next to her, and we kissed and stroked each other's sweaty bodies affectionately.

I felt fully present with her. Thoughts of my wife were nowhere as our relationship didn't exist in this room. Here, I could be and do whatever I desired.

Our bliss was interrupted only by the sound of my text message. When I opened my phone I was presented with an image of Jessica, a face covered in cum, smirking with a thumbs up and over each shoulder was a cock. I thought I recognized one of them as Dr. Wilks'. It was captioned, "Sounds like you had a good night! Too late to join?"

Jeez. She's crazy, I thought. But after remembering everything new thats happened, I texted back, "I'll check with Stacy..."

I can't wait for the next conference.