SDCC 2017 Encounter

San Diego Comic Con 2017 Encounter

 

I was wearing my Crystal Gem Pearl cosplay and waiting for my friends outside of the Indigo Ballroom before we went to dinner. He was shorter than me with short dark brown hair, brown eyes, lightly tanned skin and wore a Mr. Universe t-shirt. He was very cute and had a surprisingly deep voice when he asked for a picture. I was happy to to pose, because why else would I dress like Pearl? He requested a selfie in addition to the pose and asked if he could put his arm around me. I was already feeling an attraction to him when he approached and it only intensified when he asked instead of assumed that he could touch me.

 

With the selfie done, I kept a hand on him as he inquired into how I made my gem and I told him of how I had it 3D printed and he became very animated and curious about it. If there is anything I can talk about at length, it is cosplay. We talked for a while and he asked if we could talk somewhere a little less noisy. I may have been a bit too eager to say yes, but he didn't seem to mind. I told him that my room is private enough and I needed to freshen up my Pearl makeup anyway.

 

I quickly texted my friends to let them know that I had met someone and that I was going to "dinner" with him. My friends know the drill. We use a system for when one of us would like to have sex with someone unknown in order to make sure we remain safe. They give the green light, tell me to have fun, and that they would check up on me.

 

It was a long walk and we had plenty of time to talk and take pictures of neat costumes. We had to hold hands on occasion in order to keep from getting separated by the thick crowds. I nearly lost it a few times due to my anxiety, but his hand was firm and reassuring plus I could don the Pearl persona to manage. We eventually arrived at my room where, thankfully, housekeeping had cleaned up.

 

I wasn't sure what to do, so I started shuffling for my makeup... it was a long, pregnant, silent moment. I just couldn't bring myself to make the first move and I was a bundle of nerves just trying not to ruin the mood. I wanted, no NEEDED, this to happen. It was far too long since I was touched intimately by anyone, but myself. My anxiety started to rise and I was about to miss my chance.

 

To my great relief, he was brazen enough to come up behind me and wrap his arms around me. I sighed and relaxed into it and leaned my head to the side. Taking that for permission, he kissed my shoulder and planted more kisses as he went from my shoulder to my ear. I started moaning and pushing my ass back onto him, feeling for his cock. Because he was shorter than me, I felt it more on the underside of my ass and my upper thighs. He was ready and I was quickly getting there too.

 

He turned me around to kiss me... and promptly bumped my fake nose. We had a laugh about it and I started reaching for the solution to remove it, but he wasn't having it. That didn't surprise me at all. Having sex with a close approximation of a waifu must be too good to pass up. He picked me up easily and took me to one of the two beds in the room. I sat up on the bed and felt under his shirt while he was busy dropping his pants and boxer-briefs. I leaned forward, looked up at him, opened my mouth and took him in swiftly. He rewarded me with a deep, "oh fuuuuck..."

 

I couldn't take him too deeply because of that nose, but I was doing my best to take as much as I could. I occasionally pulled off him to lick his balls and stroke his shaft while keeping as much eye contact as I could. Unlike a lot of men, he was not shy about voicing how good it felt. His deep groans as I sucked him passed my lips. His quick, sharp, giggles when the nose would bump against his belly. I loved every minute.

 

Soon he was warning me he was about to cum. I grabbed his ass as hard as I could and pulled him into my mouth as far as the now-crumpled nose would allow. He gushed warmly in my mouth and I teased more cum out of his cock head with my tongue. His taste was bitter and musky in the way I love and his load felt wonderful slipping down my throat when I swallowed. He crumpled on the bed for a short time as I continued to feel his chest and belly. I wanted him to fuck me, but I was willing to be patient for now.

 

After a moment he got up and pinned me to the bed by my shoulders. I gasped loudly in surprised and thought "finally!" as he started kissing my neck, across my collarbone, and down to the fabric covering my breasts. He kept going, a little too fast, down my stomach and finally to the waistband of my shorts. He pulled them down to my ankles and then took off my slippers to pull the shorts off one leg. Fast as he could, he spread my legs open and kissed his way up my thighs. I was getting impatient by the time he made it to my pussy and I grasped his hair and forced his head down on my mons.

 

He did not need much force to penetrate my lips with his tongue. I was already very wet and ready for him. He kept a constant rhythm and he started repositioning himself to get his hands at my sex. I whimpered when he pulled his head away for a brief moment and then I gave him a guttural moan when I felt his thumbs enter me. He used the rest of his fingers to spread my lips open and expose my clit, then went back to the task of eating me senseless. The way he moved his thumbs and used his tongue at the same time left me unaware of everything else. I came hard and bucked against his mouth and chin almost painfully.

 

I pushed him away from my sensitive clit and he moved to lay next to me on the bed. We kissed more and cuddled and felt each other for a while. My phone buzzed from a text and I had to hop out of bed and find my backpack to fish it out. So, half dressed with my ass pointed toward him, I bent over and wiggled while digging through my backpack. I answered the phone to find it was my friends checking up on me. I finished the conversation as quickly as possible and looked in the mirror.

 

My wig was a lost cause with my black hair sticking out from under the cap. The nose and my makeup was a complete mess. I felt great! I finished getting undressed, a little self conscious about my flat chest, and took off the ruined nose prosthetic. I leaned out of the bathroom to let him know I was taking a shower to remove the rest of the makeup. He asked me if I needed any help with a wiggle of his eyebrows and I gladly accepted.

 

He hadn't fully recovered yet, but I used the cramped shower to brush up against him, and tease his cock more. He almost took me in the shower, but I wasn't going that far without a condom. We dried off and he was very eager and could not stop feeling my ass, playing with my nipples, kissing me, or teasing my clit. I welcomed the attention, but I wanted him inside me already.

 

Back on the bed, I licked and sucked his semi-erect cock and fished out a condom from the nightstand. As soon as he was hard, I had the condom rolled onto his length. I stepped on over him and sank down to my knees in order to position his dick at my entrance. After a bit of teasing my lips, I sunk down slowly until I had him in me completely. Looking down at him I began to ride him gently and his eyes and hands roamed all over my body.

 

I must have been too slow or gentle because after a few minutes of riding him, he grabbed me back the back of my neck and the small of my back and swung me under him. He seemed pleased with my yelp of surprise as well as the low growl I gave him as I grabbed him by his ass and pulled him into me. His thrusts felt so good and his girth felt heavenly passing through my pussy lips. Both of us were moaning loudly now. I was sucking on his earlobe and he was grunting his pleasure into my ear. I came again under his powerful thrusts and grinding hips. He didn't stop and I kept urging him to cum. With a loud cry he came and we lay in bed for a while with him slowly growing soft inside me.

 

After a while, the blissful silence was interrupted by my growling stomach. I hadn't eaten anything since lunch and having temporarily satisfied one hunger the other was making itself known. We talked a little more, but without my costume on my normal unsure speech made things more awkward. Aside from Steven Universe we didn't have much in common. I was able to let him know that I enjoyed myself, but I had to go meet up with some friends.

 

We dressed and we parted ways in the lobby.