My boyfriend had decided the week before that things weren't working out between us and that we both needed a break. I may have cried at that time but, now, looking back, I realize that I needed it just as much as he did. We were both miserable. The only piece of hope was that we'd also decided on this being a temporary break up... unless we (or in this case, he) decided otherwise after our agreed upon amount of time was up.
This particular saturday night, I was decked out in my gothic catgirl outfit. I wore a black mesh shirt with large holes in it that showed my black satin bra in every detail and a short black wrap-around skirt with metal clips on the side that showed my cotton white undies every time I bent over. To top it all off, I wore a stud
ded black leather collar with a chain leash attached, leather studded arm cuffs, and knee high black leather heeled boots. Never underestimate a few good accessories. I was looking for a bit of a good time and had run across the news of a small rave on the roof of the hotel in which the kon was being held at. Wanting to share the good news, I went in search of my sister. I reveled in the drooling looks which I was receiving due to my sexy revealing clothing. I'd always wondered if I could pull off the goth look. According to these looks I was getting from the men, I finally decided that not only could I pull off the look well but, I also looked rather sexy. I'd never thought of myself as a very sexy person even though many men had said they found my 22 year old, 5'4'', 125 lb body rather appealing. I suppose the mesh shirt and push up black bra sort of added a little to my 34B breasts. I will say, though, that the abundance of black along with the black eyeliner did make my bright gray eyes stand out a bit against my long auburn hair.
I found my sister walking around the halls looking for some fun for herself. "Hey girl! Heard of the party on the roof?"
She looked at me a little irritated. "Yeah. I heard. It's already starting to break up."
"What? There's no way! It just started 30 minutes ago! It couldn't have been that great of a party. Let me guess. That DJ from last year came in and attempted to liven up the party again?"
"Gee, how'd you guess?" She gave a little ironically amused laugh and took my hand. "Come on! I've got a better idea. Remember Kevin and Will? You met them at that other kon in June. They've invited me up to their room for a while. Do you wanna come? After all, your boyfriend just ditched you."
I snickered a little bit at the way my sister's eyes twinkled at this thought and nodded. "Sure. Why not? Maybe we can con them into getting us some pizza."
"Geez, Jen! Pizza? Is that the best you can come up with? Well, I guess it's a start." She laughed, grabbed my hand, and dragged me off to the room.
As we got to the room, the door opened and Kevin poked his head out. "Hey Joy! I was just about to go find Will. He just went downstairs to meet the pizza man. I hope you girls don't mind snacks." He glanced over my way, looked me over once, and turned back to my sister. "So, who's this? She's kinda hot." I studied the man lounging in the doorway in front of me. I guessed him to be about 5'11'' and he seemed to be rather well built. His chocolate eyes glistened with amusement as I flushed a little. I always had a thing for strong Asian men. After all, my ex was Asian. I could see why Joy liked him.
Joy nudged me a bit with her elbow, to which I blushed. "This is Jenna, my sister. Hey, Jen. Say hi to the man."
Still rather bright red from blushing, I stuck my hand out in hopes to shake his. "Umm... hi."
Instead of a friendly handshake, he took both of our hands and led us into the room. He winked, made sure we were comfortable, and headed back out the door again in search of Will. With a smirk, Joy added, "Well, I guess that takes care of your craving for pizza. It seems that the boys are one step ahead of us. I wonder how much else they'll think of."
I laughed, curling up on one of the beds. "My guess is a whole lot more than I want to do right now. By the looks of things, though, I don't think you'd mind one bit!"
"Hell no! Of course I wouldn't! You'd be crazy to think I'd turn one of them down! Besides, I haven't gotten any in months. I guess I could ask one of my other roommates but, he just doesn't do it for me, ya know?"
I glanced over onto the bed which I was sitting on and noticed a scratch pad. Looking through it, I cracked up at the thought of Joy going for one of the guys in her room. "Yeah. It'd be like sleeping with your brother.... or a gay guy. Take your pick!"
Joy curled her lip up at the idea of that in disgust. "God, I think I'd rather take the gay guy. The other one just.... well, like I said, he just doesn't do it for me. Yeah, he's got a hot bod and the other girls say he's the Energizer bunny in bed but, like you said, it'd be like sleeping with my brother! Besides, he doesn't look at me like that. He looks at you, though."
"Whatever. He's like my big brother, too, ya know. You're probably just seeing things. Damn! When are those boys gonna be back with that pizza? I'm starving!!"
My sister finally noticed the pad I was nosing through and came over with interest. "You know, Will doesn't have many people look at those."
I glanced up with a worried look in my eyes and said, "Do you think he'd mind?"
Joy giggled a little, "Nah. I doubt it. He'd probably be flattered."
Looking back at them, I continued my assessment of the art. "I mean, some of these aren't that bad. He's got a style all of his own and that doesn't show up much anymore. Most people copy everyone else's stuff until there's a whole bunch of the same stuff running around. It's nice to see something different and with a little bit of personality."
I continued to look through them studying the eyes and the different bits of satirical humor in them. I didn't hear the door to the room open as the boys walked back in and they didn't say much. If they had, I didn't notice. The TV had been on this whole time anyway and it was like just another little bit of background noise. Suddenly, a chin landed on my shoulder and I jumped.
"So, you like them, do you?"
I flushed bright red hoping I hadn't offended him by nosing through his personal drawings. "Well, yes. I like your style. You don't find many people with a style all their own, you know."
Will smiled and sat down next to me, opening a box of pizza. "I know. I heard what you said to Joy. I have to agree. That's what I was going for and somehow, I came out with this little guy. He doesn't have any eyes, you know."
At this odd remark, I busted out laughing, instantly calming down and relaxing around him. "I thought he had a mask on or something. No eyeballs? What in the world spawned that idea?"
He shrugged and flipped to another page in the sketchbook that I'd obviously missed. "Here. You see that on top of the spaghetti? That's where they went. He ate them in place of meatballs."
I gawked at the picture and then glanced back to him with a little bit of a worried look not really knowing what to think of him. After all, I'd just really met the guy and I couldn't decide whether to be comfortable around him or be a little leary of him, especially after that last comment about the eyeballs. It was then that I caught a glimpse of his eyes. He was laughing at my reaction!
"Ummmm..... I don't exactly know what to think of that."
He snickered a bit at my reaction and reached out to touch my shoulder reassuringly. "Don't worry about it. I'm not really sure where that came from either. I was working on an oil rig at the time and I guess odd things just pop into your head when you're constantly around that type of environment."
I thought of how odd of a situation it must be living on an oil rig in the middle of the ocean with nothing else to see but the machinery around and the never-ending expanse of blue water surrounding the loud, clanking man-made island. Suddenly, I relaxed again. I noticed Joy giggling at something that Kevin had said and glancing over, I also noticed her body language. Oh yeah, she was interested. And definitely interested in something other than just what Kevin was talking about. I giggled and just shook my head.
Glancing over at Will, I nodded towards Joy and Kevin on the bed opposite of the one we were lounging on. "Look at them. Shameful, aren't they?"
"Yeah, really. Kevin's always like that. Then again, so is Joy." Will snickered a little and opened the pizza box as I nodded in agreement. "You want some? It might be a little odd. I have a pepperoni and hamburger pizza in the other box if you prefer that one instead."
My mouth began to drool at this "odd" pizza he was offering me. "Oooh!! Mushrooms and black olives!! My favorite!! I thought I was the only one that liked that! I hardly ever get to order it because everyone else in my house hates it."
I instantly grabbed for a piece as his eyes lit up shining brightly, reflecting the smile that had quickly creeped across his face. "Great people think alike, I suppose." The smile in his eyes made me catch my breath. It's not often that a person's eyes speak just as much as their voice. I sat there staring into his eyes for a bit. Yes, his eyes were the type that you could fall into.
I nodded and layed down onto my tummy turning back to the sketchpad. I'd completely forgotten how short my skirt really was and that Joy and Kevin over on the other bed could probably look right up it and get a great shot of my white panties... and could probably see my little secret. I was interested in Will. Actually, more than interested. I hadn't really ever been one to go for a man with a beard but, for some odd reason, it looked good on him. He kept it very well trimmed and close to his face. It gave him more personality than annoying scruff. The deep color of the beard on his face contrasted nicely with the deep sparkle of his eyes. It made them look soft and gentle, especially when he looked at me.
Travis and I curled up both on our tummies laying side by side and skimming through the rest of his sketchbook. For two artists, this was complete bliss. After he'd finished showing me his stuff, he then wanted to know all about my paintings. Joy had obviously told him that I was an artist in hopes that we'd find something in common. He was excited when he found out that two of my pieces were lined up for the art auction for the next night there at the kon.
"Will you be there? What time is it? Can I come and see?"
Flattered and a bit amused at his enthusiasm, I giggled out an answer, "Yes, I'll be there. It starts at 9 pm and yes, if you want to come see it, it's open to anyone with a kon badge."
Suddenly, we stopped talking and glanced behind us at some odd sounds coming from the other bed. I blushed and he drooled. There they were, Kevin and Joy, completely oblivious to anyone else or anything else in the room.
Joy moaned as Kevin's hand slithered up her skirt, "Oh god, yes! More! Fuck me! Fuck me now!"
Kevin smirked and kissed her passionately, "Soon. Be patient. Relax and enjoy."
My mouth dropped open at how gentle Kevin was being with my sister. He had given off the impression that he was the type that could possibly play rough with no mercy. I knew she liked it like that but, I also knew that she was a sucker for gentle teasing and that's exactly what he was doing.
Joy began to move in rhythm with Kevin's hand as she unzipped his pants and slipped her hand down inside his pants, pulling out a full 7 inches, stroking it until his eyes began to roll back into his head, matching her rhythmic movements and fucking each other's hand.
I glanced back at Will to see his eyes glazed over and completely transfixed on the sight across from him. I traced my eyes down the full length of his body, admiring his strong arms, flat and toned stomach, and muscular legs. I tried not to glance in the direction of his crotch but, my eyes seemed to find their way there regardless. I could see the outline of him against the material of his jeans. The size of it made me blush even as I laid there fascinated by it, watching it occasionally jump against his pants the more turned on he became. I finally pulled my eyes away from his crotch only to look up and meet his eyes staring at me, glazed over and heated. I blushed and looked back over at my sister and Kevin in complete bliss screwing each other's hand. Kevin's eyes flew open and rolled back into his head as she got louder and louder, closer and closer to orgasm. Suddenly, they grasped hold of one another as if holding on for dear life as they came together in one giant writhing rhythm. I couldn't believe I was watching my sister get off with this guy I'd just met yet, I couldn't stop watching. Their breathing finally slowed down, still moving slowly against one another's hand, savoring the post-cum sensations as they closed their eyes and fell asleep.
I looked back up at Will, back down to his pants, and then back to his eyes. It was then that he realized what I'd seen and quickly rolled back over onto his stomach, flushing a bit. Clearing his throat a bit, he attempted to break the ice once again. "Well, [ahem] it seems as if they got their fun. Kevin's been complaining about that for months now."
"I know what you mean. Joy's been the same way. She won't shut up about it. Then again, I can't really talk. I've been complaining, too."
He quirked an eyebrow at me, "I thought Joy said you had a boyfriend."
A sad chill ran up my spine as I looked down, fighting off tears. "Yeah. Had is the key word. He broke up with me just a few days ago. We were going to stay here at the kon in the same room but, that plan fell through. Instead, I'm just going back home for sleep. I was really looking forward to spending the night with him. There's nothing like making love and then falling asleep together naked for hours, ya know?"
"Actually, I don't know. I don't really know if I'd know what to do with a woman past a certain point. I'm still a virgin."
My eyes shot back up toward his in complete shock at this confession. "You're a virgin ? You can't be! My gosh, you can't be any more than 22 and you haven't even done anything yet? You mean, you don't have girls climbing all over you? For heaven's sakes! Are they all blind or something? You're fucking hot!"
I suddenly realized what I'd just said as my eyes widened, still staring at him, in complete mortification. "Ummm.... I just said that, didn't I?"
He snickered a bit and nodded, "Yes, you did. And no, I don't have women all over me. I'm not usually this comfortable with most people. Especially girls. I've been fucked over too many times. If it's not them cheating on me then it's them deciding two weeks later that I'm not good enough for them. Hell, the longest relationship I ever had lasted two years and within that time, all I ever did was fondle a girl a bit. I never even got the chance to even try to get her off. She said she was too sensitive there and wouldn't let me try or even show me how so that I wouldn't hurt her. You know, I've never even seen a woman completely naked except on some porns that I have."
I nodded in complete understanding. "Yeah, I'm a bit leary, too. Especially in situations like this." I tilted my head back at Joy and Kevin for emphasis. "I'm really not the type of person to walk into something like this. I didn't even know something like that was going to happen."
We both giggled a bit as he added, "Yeah. I can tell that. I like girls that keep their heads on straight and their wits about them. You seem to do that rather well."
I shook my head snickering, "Oh, don't be too sure about that! If it wasn't for my sister, I'd forget where I put my head sometimes. Most of the time, she says it's stuffed up my ass but, then again, aren't all sisters like that?"
It was good to laugh with someone so freely and not have to worry about what was being said. It made me think of the times that my ex-boyfriend would have before things suddenly went so sour. I went back to munching on the pizza that had now turned a bit cold.
"You want me to warm that up for ya? This room has a microwave. Odd, isn't it? A hotel room with a microwave. I suppose it's for those TV dinners that people love to pack in their suitcase." He smirked in sarcasm.
I smiled up at him, "No. I don't mind. I like cold pizza and this really isn't that cold. Besides, I really haven't had much to eat today and I need something before I go home."
He put on a fake pout and winked at me. "Awww, are you going so soon? It's only been about.....," he glanced over at the clock, "oh, about three hours." He smirked and winked again. Oh, if only he knew what that did to me. Winks are a definite weakness of mine and for him to do that to me twice and with such and amused twinkle in his eye was nearly enough to send my head spinning. Thankfully I caught my breath and steadied myself.
"Are you alright?" he asked a bit worried.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I just got a little lightheaded there for a bit. Sorry. I didn't mean to worry you."
"Maybe you're right. You need to go home. Here, take some pizza with you. After all, I'm not going to eat it all."
Will grabbed a napkin and wrapped some pizza in it. As he handed it over to me, our hands grazed one another's for a split second but, it was enough. We froze in acknowledgement of the attraction growing between us. I flushed once again and looked down as I rose up off the bed, taking the pizza in hand.
"Yes, yes I think I need to be going now."
He nodded in agreement still a little stunned. As I began to walk towards the door, he mustered up a bit of courage to ask, "Ummm... can I at least have a chance to say good night?"
I turned towards him as he walked over. Wide-eyed and with lack of breath, I looked up at him as he stood there looking at me with heated curiosity. Slowly, he took me in his arms and leaned down to place the softest, most passionate kiss I'd ever felt on my lips. It was like butterfly wings. I never knew that something so soft could have so much meaning behind it. There was no way I would be able to breathe for the rest of the night. I studied his eyes. Yes, shining melted chocolate stars. I'd never seen anything like it before.
He brushed another kiss across my lips and smiled, "Good night."
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It all started a few nights after my boyfriend broke up from me. I'd been having dreams nightly about what my boyfriend and I would do at the kon and how we would celebrate our business's growing popularity among the anime community. I had a full wardrobe of little schoolgirl skirts and gothic catgirl outfits packed into my suitcase and ready for a whole weekend of hentai, chain leashes, hanging with other anime freaks, and of course, the room parties. The wildest ones always happened on Saturday and on this night, I'd captured the news of the best one yet.
