#coitus interruptus

Anderson Cooper’s collar was giving him some issues, and I offered to give him some of my black duct tape to make it less itchy. We didn’t have a chance to do it the first night of the con, so when I saw him the morning of the second day, I offered to bring him up to my room to do that, since I needed to head up anyway. He agreed and we headed up.

I took off my skirt to change it, and Anderson Cooper said, “Gorgeous ass.” I grinned at him and and he came up behind me for a minute. I leaned back and considered turning to kiss him. Although it was totally the signal (HIMYM reference!), I didn’t, maybe because I wasn’t sure about doing something in the room I was sharing with Reaction Junkie, instead saying that we should fix up his collar with the duct tape.

We sat down on the bed and he fixed his collar. I thought about if I wanted to do something with him, and if it would bother Reaction Junkie to do it on our bed. I decided that since he’d literally offered Anderson Cooper to me, he’d be more than okay with it. I felt silly for not going for a kiss earlier, and decided if things headed in that direction again, I’d go for it.

When we were done fixing the collar, I lay back on the bed. His arm went around me and he leaned down. We started kissing. We made out for a while and then his hand snaked up under my shirt. We both sat up and took our shirts off. We continued touching each other and kissing, and then he started teasing around my pussy.

I whimpered, and he eventually started to take off my panties. We both ended up naked, his fingers on my clit. We continue making out for a while and then changed position so that I was laying back, the position that works best for me. He continued rubbing me, making me moan and tremble. I relaxed into it and started fantasizing.

He kept touching me, and I felt the pressure building. I started to shake and moan more loudly. Finally, I came hard. When I came down from the orgasm a little, his fingers were inside me, and I felt like I was on the way to cumming again. I asked him if he wanted to fuck me, and he said he didn’t at that moment. I did an internal shrug (Oh no how terrible I’ll just get off. Such briar patch.) and relaxed back into it.

I was on my way to an orgasm when I heard a click from the door. We both froze and I had a moment of panic thinking it might be Reaction Junkie. There’s a distinct difference between not being bothered by your partner doing something with someone else and actually seeing it or walking in on it unexpectedly. I relaxed again when I heard Reaction Junkie and my roommate for the con’s (known as “B” from here on) voice say, “Is it safe?” Anderson Cooper and I laughed a bit, threw some clothes on, and let B in.

Anderson Cooper and I had been cuddling and doing some super light play for a while now. Once or twice we almost did more, but the timing or location wasn’t right. I’m glad we managed to find a time to actually make out and have some naked fun.

Interesting side note: That was the most vanilla thing I’ve done in months. Of course it happened while I was at a kink convention. And of course the way he ended up in my room was that I offered to give him some duct tape for his collar. And of course it was with someone I met because Reaction Junkie literally offered him to me as a bottom. Of course. Oh, my life.