The Literotica Sex Convention Pt. 02

What started as an off-hand comment by AlexFourways in the 2024 Holiday Contest support thread and then encouraged along by Morevanila, has grown into a full-blown Literotica Author's Challenge! I'm thrilled to be able to give a little bit back to Literotica (this site was where I started my erotic fiction journey in 2023!). It's been a crazy ride!!

Welcome to my Part 2! I've used some characters in this story, so check the afterword for links to those authors. If I have missed anyone, please let me know and I will make the changes.

Of course, I want to thank Figjamkiss for all of his editing and proofreading work. And AlexFourways who has been with me almost from the start of my Literotica (and beyond) travels. I cannot thank both of them enough. My stories would be so much less without their friendship!

This was a fun challenge... and a challenging challenge. I'm so used to just writing whatever my mind spits out that having to research and accommodate and work in different ideas was tricky for me. But I like what I came up with and I hope that you will, too!

If you'd like to begin at the very start of my journey, please click here: The First Blowjob

Enjoy!

Love, Frey

My Stories

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"Hey, Figgy!" Cynthia greeted their friend as she placed her plate in front of an empty seat at the table. "Katie would only let me get healthy stuff for breakfast." Cynthia sat down and looked directly at Figgy. "She wants me to look more like her celebrity crush, Valentina."

Katie sat next to Cynthia and pointed out, "You could never look like her."

"Screw you."

"But I love you, anyway. And you were amazing last night. As usual," Katie told her. "Now, eat your fruit."

"Screw you." But Cynthia was smiling.

"Far out!" Figgy exclaimed. "You guys really are just like in the stories!"

Cynthia quickly swallowed and said, "Yeah. Uh... Figgy... about the stories..."

"That it's really you that writes them? Freya told me yesterday."

"Yeah. Sorry. I just thought that -- well, I didn't want to use my own name, and Freya's name sounds much better than mine, so... it just kind of grew from there."

Figgy smiled. "It's fine. Everyone uses a different screen name and all that. I mean, Freya's not even her real name, right?"

"Uh, it is. But I changed her last name, at least."

"And where did you get the avatar to use? It really does look like her."

"Yeah... I actually used a real picture of her. But I cartoonized it, so it's not really a picture of her. Kind of."

"You blew it," Katie noted. "I would have just made everything up."

"Oh! Well, aren't you just so fucking special," Cynthia shot back.

"Up yours."

"Fuck you. Again."

Figgy leaned over to the woman sitting on the other side of him. "This is the witty banter that readers love so much that I was telling you about." He then turned back to Cynthia and Katie. "Guys, I'd like you to meet Jennifer. She was sitting here alone early this morning and I thought I would join her."

"G'day," Jennifer said. "How ya goin'?"

"Wow! I love your accent!" Katie remarked. "Australian?"

"Born and raised in Bathurst."

"Is that The Outback?" Katie asked in awe.

"Naw, mate. Just a city."

"Have you ever met Crocodile Dundee?"

Cynthia angrily poked Katie's upper arm. "You know he's a fictional character, right? He doesn't really exist."

"I know that. I mean the guy that plays Crocodile Dundee," Katie said. "Do you think I'm an idiot?"

"Yes."

"Just eat your fruit, fatty."

"Scrawny bitch," Cynthia mumbled, then looked at Figgy's plate and asked, "Fig, you gonna eat that sausage?" But before he could even answer, she had already scooped it up with her fingers and stuffed it into her mouth.

"You're a pig," Katie chided Cynthia. "And that was very rude."

Figgy just sat there smiling, reveling in the feeling that he was actually in one of Freya's -- Cynthia's -- stories. "Oh, it's fine. It's a buffet. I can get another."

"And grab some pancakes, too," Cynthia told him.

Katie exclaimed, "Cynthia!"

"It doesn't count if someone else gets it from the buffet."

Leaning forward to look at Figgy past Cynthia, Katie said, "Don't get her anything. She's on a diet."

Cynthia gave Katie a greasy middle finger.

"I apologize for my girlfriend," Katie told Jennifer.

"No worries. If you don't mind me saying so, I think she's very cute."

"Oh, I don't mind," Cynthia replied.

"You two are fun," Jennifer said.

Katie scowled. "Yeah. A freakin' blast."

"Hey," Cynthia suddenly interjected, pointing to a guy at the buffet line. "Isn't that Alex Fourways?"

"How would I know?" Katie asked.

"Not you. Figgy."

"Which one?" Figgy asked, scanning the line.

"The tall guy with the mustache," Cynthia pointed. "The one that looks like a 70s porn star."

"Oh, yeah. I think that is him. At least that fits the description of him in his stories. And I think that's Bella with him." Figgy nodded. "Yeah. I think that must be them."

Cynthia elbowed Katie. "I think they're doing a thing today in one of the seminars. Something about tantric sex or repeaters or something." Cynthia shrugged. "It was on the list."

"Do you want to go?" Katie asked.

"Yeah. Why not? It's why we're here."

"You're just here to have sex," Katie pointed out.

"And maybe I can have sex with Alex," Cynthia said. "Maybe he can do that alphabet thing that he does."

"What alphabet thing?"

"You need to read more porn stories, my dear," Cynthia replied.

"You gals really are so fun," Jennifer said. "So how do you know... Figgy? That's not the name he gave me."

"Oh, I just make up names for people," Cynthia told her. "I just call him Figgy."

"So do I! I make up names for people, too!" Jennifer blurted out. "But I just make them up in my head. I don't go about calling them by the nicknames."

"Did you have a nickname for me?" Katie asked.

"You were Miss Adorable."

"Really?" Katie beamed.

"Keep it in your pants, Sweetie," Cynthia told her. Then asked Jennifer, "Did you have one for me?"

Jennifer replied, "No. Sorry, mate." But she had, in fact, come up with a nickname for Cynthia. Huge Boobs. Jennifer just wasn't sure if that nickname would be taken as the compliment in which it was intended.

Just then, they noticed a man with a giant bird on his shoulder.

"Would you look at that thing?" Cynthia said in awe.

"I think it's a sulphur-crested cockatoo," Katie said.

"What a coincidence!" Cynthia said, hurriedly pushing her chair back and standing up. "I'm actually in the mood for a cock or two."

Katie looked at Figgy, frowned, and shook her head.

"Excuse me," Cynthia said to the man as he passed by. "I love your bird. Is that a sulphur-crested cockatoo?"

Katie rolled her eyes.

"It is," the man replied, eyeing Cynthia's curvy body. "Are you a bird fancier?"

"Of course! Fancy birds. Normal birds. All kinds of birds."

The man looked at Cynthia, not quite sure what to make of her. But she did have an engaging smile and pretty eyes. And, he thought, a body that looked tailor-made for pleasure.

"So," Cynthia leaned a little closer to this interesting man and his bird, "How did you get to bring a bird into the Literotica convention?"

"It's my emotional support bird."

"I know that you can get dogs and stuff like that, but I've never heard of an emotional support bird. How do you get an emotional support bird?" Cynthia asked.

The man leaned a little closer to Cynthia and whispered, "You lie." He gave her a sly smile. "I don't need any emotional support. I just really love Cacatua."

"That's a pretty name," Cynthia cooed. Now they were almost nose to nose.

"And what's your name," this mysteriously handsome man asked.

"Cynthia."

"That's a pretty name."

Cynthia smiled with a slight blush coloring her cheeks.

The man smiled back at her.

And Cacatua went completely bonkers.

"Oh, my!" The man exclaimed. "I'm so sorry. He doesn't seem to like you."

"He just hasn't gotten to know me," Cynthia protested.

"No. No. Once Cacatua has made a decision, he never changes his mind," the man told her. "Birds can be very bull-headed."

"I didn't even get your name," Cynthia called out after the man, but he was already hustling his way from her and trying to console his very agitated parrot.

Cynthia sighed and sat back down. She looked over at Katie, arms crossed on the table, her head in the crook of one elbow, shoulders shuddering. "Are you crying?" Cynthia asked, placing a gentle hand on one of Katie's shoulders.

Katie's head popped up, tears streaming down her red face, laughing hysterically. "You just got cock-blocked by a bird! A cockatoo!"

"Fuck you!" Cynthia stood back up and announced to no one in particular, "I'm going to get a real breakfast." Then she stormed off.

Between hitching breaths, Katie reminded her, "Something healthy."

"Fuck you!" Cynthia called over her shoulder.

Katie jumped up and said to Figgy and Jennifer, "I better go with her to supervise."

"I think I'm going to poke around," Figgy replied. "I'll catch up with you guys later."

Figgy stood and watched Katie run off after her lovely girlfriend and smiled to himself.

"Mind if I join you?" Jennifer asked.

"Why, I'd be delighted, Jennifer," Figgy answered and offered a hand to help her stand up.

They left the breakfast buffet just minutes before Freya and Alex walked in.

"Oh, there's Cynthia and Katie," Alex said, nodding towards Cynthia waving them over.

As they approached the table, Freya saw that Cynthia had some yogurt and granola in front of her. "Sensible breakfast," Freya commented.

Cynthia huffed. "Yeah. It sucks."

The four friends chatted for a while and Katie told Freya and Alex all about their night with Valentina. Neither Freya nor Alex mentioned anything about their night of angry sex.

"Well, hey guys," Cynthia said, having heard more than enough out of Katie about how awesome Valentina was, "I think Katie and I are going to go to a thingie about tantric sex or something like that. Alex Fourways and Bella are running it. You want to join us?"

"We were looking at a seminar about swinging," Alex said.

"You guys are going to start swinging?" Katie asked.

"Oh, gosh. No," Freya assured Katie. "It just sounds like it could be interesting."

"You do realize," Alex pointed out, "That we're two couples that share sexual partners, right? That is swinging."

"Yeah, but swinging is like couples that don't even know each other. Or barely know each other," Freya explained. "Like neighbors or PTA members or something."

"Whatever helps you sleep at night," Alex mumbled.

"You know what helps me sleep at night," Freya said, cuddling up to her husband's arm.

"Well, we'll leave you two lovebirds to your swingin' day," Cynthia said. "If we don't run into each other at some point, we'll see you guys at dinner. And if we don't see you at dinner, then we'll know that someone is getting lucky!" Cynthia made a circle with the thumb and forefinger of one hand while pushing a finger of her other hand through the tight hole.

"Alright! Alright! That'll do, pig," an exasperated Katie told Cynthia.

Cynthia grabbed Katie's shoulders and pulled the smaller girl tight against the side of one of her massive tits. "But you love me, Katie-bear."

"Have fun," Freya waved as they walked away.

"We will," Katie replied, her voice slightly muffled by Cynthia's breast.

"It seems like they're enjoying the weekend," Freya said to Alex.

"Yeah!" Alex said with extra emphasis. "They spent the night with that girl from the beach."

"The girl who whipped her tit out in public? The one that I caught you drooling over?"

"I wasn't drooling."

"You were staring."

"I was definitely staring," Alex admitted. "But yours are the only tits for me."

"And Katie's and Cynthia's," Freya reminded him.

"Well, yeah. But I like yours the best."

"Hmm. Hurry up and eat. I want to get good seats for that swinger thing."

Twenty minutes later, they were walking down one of the vast hallways towards the swinger's seminar when Freya heard the raucous sound of music and dancing. As they passed the doorway, they both froze in mid-step.

"What in the world is that?" Freya gasped. The room was full of naked people dancing and swaying and triple stepping and dipping and whipping. It was a cacophony of tits and asses and balls and dicks shaking and quaking every which way. "Someone's going to get hurt in there," Freya said.

"Mm... yeah..." Alex mumbled, transfixed by the plethora of female bodies wildly gyrating to the music.

"It's all fun and dancing until someone loses an eye."

Distractedly, Alex mumbled, "Uh-huh."

"Come on!" Freya dragged him away from the orgy of flesh. "I want to get a good seat. I'm curious what swinging is all about."

As they continued down the hall, Alex again pointed out, "We're swingers."

"No. We're not swingers."

Alex just rolled his eyes.

Walking into the room, Freya led him right to the front row. They sat down and casually looked around the room.

"Everyone looks so normal," Freya whispered.

"We're normal," Alex answered.

"But we're not swingers."

Before Alex could get back into the semantics of swinging, someone stepped behind Freya and covered her eyes. "Guess who?"

Freya thought for a moment and then guessed, "Rollo Tomasi?"

"Nope."

"That Devinter guy?"

"Nope."

"Alex Fourways?"

"Uh-uh."

"Who are all these people that you're guessing?" Alex asked his wife.

"People on Literotica," Freya told him.

Alex smiled. "Someone's been doing a little porn reading, I see."

"Research. I want to see how the public perceives me." Freya said, then to the man standing behind her, "I give up."

The hands came off of her eyes and she turned around. "It's me, Figgy!"

"Oh. Cynthia's friend."

"All of your friends," he corrected her. "And I'd like you to meet a new friend. This is Jennifer."

"You're Freya?" Jennifer exclaimed, clearly excited.

Tentatively, Freya answered, "Yes. Have we met?"

"No, but I've read all your stories!"

"Well, they're my friend Cynthia's stories," Freya explained. "How did you recognize me, though?"

"Easy as pie, mate!" Jennifer reached out and gently fingered a little of Freya's hair. "Hot as Hell Red, right?"

Freya blushed, clearly flattered. "I guess. Although Alex doesn't really call it that."

"Maybe I should," Alex replied. "It fits."

"Oh," Freya blushed even harder.

"So, you guys swing?" Jennifer asked with great interest.

Freya told her, "Gosh, no. No."

"Actually, we do," Alex stated, getting an eyeful of this cute young lady playfully touching his wife's hair. He thought that she looked a lot like Katie, but tougher. As strong as Katie was inside, she didn't physically look like a strong woman. This woman seemed more of an outgoing take-charge kind of girl. And to be honest, Alex thought, probably a whole lot of fun in bed.

And then he noticed the rainbow heart bracelet she had on and his imagination came to a grinding halt. But then again, he thought to himself, Cynthia and Katie are also lesbians and he's had sex with both of them -- quite a few times with Cynthia!

Never taking her eyes off of Freya, Jennifer asked, "So you are open to swinging, then? Maybe a little?"

"Oh. I -- I'm married," Freya stammered, still very flattered.

'Yeah, to Boring Alex,' Jennifer thought. But out loud, she said, "Hey, I'm not trying to break up a marriage or anything. I've just always had this fantasy about you. And me."

Freya laughed nervously.

"I mean, what about Cynthia and Katie?" Jennifer pointed out.

"Oh. They're my best friends," Freya offered by way of an explanation.

"But you have sex with them," Jennifer countered.

Unsure how to answer that, Freya stumbled. "Well... But..."

Jennifer slid her hand out of Freya's hair. "Hey, you guys got the tickets at the door, right?"

Freya held the two tickets up. "Yes. But I'm not sure that we're going to --" But before Freya could continue, Jennifer yanked the pair of tickets out of Freya's hand, tore them in half, and handed the one that had "Freya Prossa" written on it back to Freya and the "Alex Prossa" one back to Alex.

"Wait. I --" Freya started, but Jennifer was already gone.

Alex looked at Freya and shrugged. "Well, I guess we're swinging."

"It's fun," Figgy offered. "I mean, I've never done it, but it's fun in stories that I've read."

Completely bewildered as to what just happened, Freya simply blinked at Figgy and Alex.

As Jennifer made her way to the bowl sitting on the lectern, she made sure that Freya's ticket stub was in her left hand. She placed Alex's stub into the bowl and casually put her left hand into her pocket. As she turned, she pulled her hand out of her pocket, leaving Freya's ticket safely inside.

By this time, the small room had filled, so she took the seat that Figgy had saved for her just as the lights dimmed and a male and female couple stepped in front of the large video screen at the front of the conference room.

Neither Freya nor Jennifer could really focus on the slideshow and lecture, but for two very different reasons.

Twenty minutes later, Ted, the male host, said, "Okay. Now we've come to the fun part of the seminar," as he strode to the lectern and to the bowl of ticket stubs sitting upon it. He mixed the stubs a little and then asked the small audience, "Anyone who DID NOT get a ticket at the door but wants to swing, may come up and pick a partner. So, who would like to be the first to pick their swing partner?"

Many people eagerly raised their hands, but Jennifer was in no rush. She already knew the name that she would be drawing from the bowl. After a few pairings, she made her way to the lectern. Palming Freya's ticket stub, she reached into the bowl. She held up the stub she had "drawn" from the bowl and walked back to her seat.

A few minutes later, the host asked if everyone who wanted to swing had chosen a ticket. "There are always some extras -- and perhaps the person you chose is having second thoughts -- so if you cannot find your partner, please see either me or my wife, Jan. We'll pair up any singles and, of course, we'll offer ourselves if needed."

Jan laughed and added, "Or not needed!"

"Could we have the lights again, please?" Ted asked, then addressing the group, he said, "There are refreshments in the back. Please mingle, get to know each other, and find the person that you picked a ticket for. Their names have been written on both halves of the ticket, so they'll be easy to match. And if you have any questions about anything, Jan and I are more than happy to help. Thank you for coming to our presentation and enjoy the rest of the weekend."

"I still can't believe that crazy girl took our tickets and essentially volunteered us to swing," Freya said, still upset, but not too upset because after the -- quite frankly -- very erotic presentation about swinging, she could feel her sex addiction flaring up. "Maybe we should leave," Freya said, hoping to get Alex upstairs so she could feed "The Need" gnawing its way through her.

Scanning the room and wondering which of the women had drawn the other half of his ticket, Alex reluctantly followed Freya through the mingling people and towards the door.

"Freya! Freya!" They heard someone shouting just as they were reaching the exit. Turning around, they saw Jennifer rushing towards them holding a torn ticket stub high up in the air. "Freya! I got you!"

"Of course she did," Freya mumbled to Alex.

"Can you believe it?" Jennifer panted, standing in front of Freya proudly. Once again, a little too close for Freya's comfort.

"No. I can't believe it," Freya answered, backing up a bit. "But we were actually just about to leave."

"Oh, no! You can't leave!" Jennifer pleaded. "Alex, I believe Tiafell got you." Jennifer stood on her tiptoes and scanned the room. "Tia! Tia! Alex is over here!" She hollered waving her arms.

Alex watched the very slim and very cute Tiafell sashay towards them. With a slender hourglass figure and gazelle-like legs, this was exactly Alex's type. He could feel his dick start to stiffen as this gorgeous creature approached.

In a voice that sounded like a soft breeze gently soughing through the first tender leaves of spring, Tiafell asked, "Alex?"

Ever the sweet talker, Alex answered, "Uh... Yeah... Hi." He couldn't take his eyes off of the long brown hair, the warm dark eyes, and the tiny cupid's bow of a mouth on this woman.

Tiafell extended a graceful hand. "I'm Tiafell. It seems that we're a match."

Alex took the delicate hand in his. 'More than a match.' Alex thought. 'If Katie had shed all of her tomboyish leanings and fully embraced her feminine side, this is what she might look like.'

"Let's leave these two to get to know each other a little better," Jennifer said, grabbing Freya's hand and pulling her to the door.

Freya hesitated, looking at her husband. "Alex?" She asked, but between the look in his eyes, the slight bulge in his pants, and her own incessant and immediate sexual needs, Freya already knew what was going to happen. They were at a sex convention, after all. "Screw it," she mumbled. "Alex," she said louder, "I guess I'll see you in the room later tonight?"

"Or maybe not until tomorrow," Jennifer added with a sly wink, yanking Freya out of the room and into the hallway.

"Okay, honey," Alex replied, watching them go. There was not much he could do to stop Freya and besides, he was more than a little interested to see where this swinging thing with Tiafell might go.

"So," Tiafell started, placing slim fingers on Alex's broad shoulders, "You're also into guys?"

"Oh, no. Definitely not."

"That's fine. I can change."

"Your accent -- are you from --" And then what Tiafell had just said registered through the dense sexual fog of Alex's brain. "Wait. What?"

"I'm from Britain."

"No. Wait." Alex stammered. "Change?"

"I'm male, but if you're not into that, I can change," Tiafell explained. Then added, looking the very masculine Alex up and down, "For you, definitely."

Utterly befuddled, Alex asked, "Change what?"

"Gender."

"Gender?" Alex shook his head in incomprehension.

"Sure. I've been blessed by the god Corellon, and can change my sex. It's rare in elfs, but it can sometimes come in handy." Tiafell's hand worked its way down to Alex's chest. "At times like these."

In confusion, Alex pulled back from Tiafell. "You're an... elf?"

Tiafell stepped forward. "Yes. I told you that I'm British. The entire UK is lousy with elfs." He reached out for Alex's chest again. "Like, every third resident is an elf or some other sort of magical creature."

Alex tried to step back again, but found himself pressed against the wall. Tiafell leaned up and whispered to him, "So, your room or mine?"

"I -- I -- No. I'm not... into guys," Alex stammered.

Pouting and thankfully for Alex, taking a step backwards, Tiafell told him, "I said that I'd change."

Something in Tiafell's eyes locked in on Alex and he began to feel his erection returning. "I'm also half-incubus. I think you'll find that half of me irresistible," Tiafell said in that same wondrously tranquil voice.

Alex sighed. "Well, you are beautiful."

Tiafell blushed. "You're very handsome, yourself." Tiafell took Alex's hand. "Your wife already left, so... we may as well head out."

Alex, still held captive by Tiafells' mysterious brown eyes, shrugged. And then a tiny smile touched his lips. "Sure. Why not?"

As they walked down the hallway hand-in-hand, Alex's mind was a whirlwind of thoughts. He had initially thought that Tiafell was a gorgeous young woman -- and he certainly looked the part. Flat-chested, but dressed in flowing flowery clothing that no man Alex had ever known would have worn. He also had very skillfully applied and quite subtle makeup, highlighting his truly beautiful facial features. He had the kind eyes of a woman. Tiafell's graceful mannerisms were certainly those of a confident woman.

But did Tiafell... have the... Did male elfs even have... a penis? It seemed that Alex was going to find out. But maybe when Tiafell "changed" everything changed? Had Tiafell already changed? It was so difficult for Alex to tell.

Most importantly to Alex, would this make him gay? Or bisexual, at least? Or had his sexuality already been decided by his attraction to Tiafell -- a male?

Alex had never had any sexual thoughts towards another man. Well, nothing serious. A couple of "I wonder" moments, but never anything that he would ever even think about acting on.

Yet, here he was.

Obviously and undoubtedly attracted to a... male... elf. And even if he "changed" to a female, wouldn't Tiafell still be male? A guy? Or would he suddenly be a female? A... woman... elf? Alex, still in a daze, followed Tiafell into the elevator. The doors closed behind them and just as he felt the elevator gently begin to rise, Alex was torn out of his thoughts by Tiafell pressing the "stop" button.

Alex looked at Tiafell. "What are you --" But the elf had already dropped to his -- her? -- knees and was unbuttoning Alex's pants.

"Before we go any further, we have to take care of one thing," Tiafell told him, unzipping Alex's jeans, and reaching into his underwear. "Oh, my goodness!" Tiafell exclaimed, pulling Alex's sizable cock out into the open.

"I don't think --" Alex began but stopped when his breath caught in his throat as Tiafell wrapped his -- hers? -- their? -- lips around the head of his dick. Alex groaned as Tiafell's luxurious-feeling tongue slinked around his cockhead. Tiafell's long thin fingers encircled Alex's shaft and leisurely stroked the full length of Alex's dick.

Alex looked down at Tiafell looking up at him and their gaze met. Alex saw a charming twinkle in the elf's deep eyes.

And then, as quickly as it had happened, it was over.

"There we go," Tiafell said, tucking Alex's erection, back into his pants -- or as much of it back in as he could. Tiafell stood up and looked into Alex's eyes. "Now you can stop worrying about whether what we're going to do will make you homosexual or bisexual or... elfinsexual or whatever. It's done. Now you can just be sexual."

"But... you're a male..." Alex's line of thinking faltered.

"Does it matter?"

Alex didn't know the answer to that.

"Do you find me attractive, Alex?"

Alex took a deep breath and nodded.

"Then that's all that matters." Tiafell pushed the "stop" button and the elevator smoothly began to rise again.

Resigned to the fact that whatever Tiafell was, they were going to have sex, Alex asked, "But what do I call you?"

"Tiafell. Or Tia."

Alex gave the elf a warm smile and reached his hand out to Tia's. "Okay."

When they got to Tia's room, Alex was in awe. The windows were covered with plush green velvet drapes, completely blocking any outside light. The air was redolent with the sweet smell of flowers that were on virtually every horizontal surface.

"This is beautiful," Alex gasped.

"I like to make everywhere I am remind me of home," Tia replied and clicked a switch that filled the room with tranquil tinkling music. "I have a good friend who is a Gandharvas and he made this for me. He's an amazing musician and such a wonderful soul."

Tia turned back to face Alex. "Now, you. I feel like you want to take this slow?"

Alex smiled nervously in the flickering light of the candles that Tia had lit.

"Could we start with a kiss?"

Alex said nothing, but his eyes said "yes."

"And you can relax. I've already changed. You can think of me as all woman now."

Tia stepped towards him, placed... her... hands on Alex's shoulders, and tilted her angelic face upwards. Alex cautiously placed his hands on Tia's hips, feeling the gentle swell of the elf's surprisingly curvy figure and pressed his lips against Tia's. They both held that position for a moment and then Alex felt Tia's delicate tongue press into his mouth. The tongue that had, just minutes before, been expertly teasing his cock.

As his hands began to explore Tia's hips, gradually working their way to her rounded ass, Alex felt Tia press against his thigh. "Mmm," Alex moaned into Tia's mouth as he pushed her more firmly against his leg.

"Hmmm," Tia hummed back, wrapping one leg around one of Alex's.

As Tia's hands found Alex's muscular back and her tongue explored Alex's mouth, Alex was suddenly overcome with lust for this sexy creature. He easily lifted the sylphlike Tia up and carried her to the bed. He tried to place her onto the velveteen bedcover, but Tia had wrapped her legs tightly around Alex's waist and refused to let go.

So, Alex did what any gentleman would do. He bent over, placing Tia carefully onto the bed with him on top of her.

"Oh, Alex," Tia moaned, feeling the solid weight of a man against her waifish body. "You're just as lovely in person as you are in the written word."

Alex pressed his nose against the side of Tia's face and whispered into her ear, "I'm sorry that I've never read any of your stories, but when this weekend is all over and I'm back home, I'll make it a point to." Alex punctuated his statement with a tiny kiss on Tia's earlobe and the sexual storm that had been building ever since she had laid eyes on Alex exploded inside her.

Tia's fingers clawed at the back of Alex's shirt in a fit of unbridled ecstasy. Her bell-like voice, melded with the music surrounding the two lovers as she moaned, "Fuck me, Alex. Fuck me as hard as you can."

And that was all Alex needed to hear.

He stood up and couldn't tear his clothes off of himself fast enough while Tia practically slithered out of her clothing giving Alex a full view at her marvelously elfin body. Alex's cock twitched as his eyes took in every sleek curve and subtle line.

Then his gaze was drawn to see what was between her legs.

"Want a peek?" Tia teased, spreading her legs just enough for Alex to take in the tiniest, prettiest, most luscious pussy he had ever seen, already glisteing with what looked like dewdrops on a thin blade of grass. "Don't worry. You may think that you won't be able to squeeze yourself into me, but you'll fit. Every last inch of you." Giggling like a little girl, Tia slipped her body under the bedsheets to eagerly await Alex and his huge cock.

But Alex wasn't having any of that petite coyness that, frankly, he felt was just an act. Tia had asked to be fucked hard and she was going to be fucked hard.

In one mighty tug, Alex ripped the heavy bedcover off as Tia's writhed and squealed with delight. "Eeee! Please don't hurt me, you big strong man!" Tia screeched. Alex roared as he dove on top of the splayed elf.

"You like it rough?" Alex growled.

Tia moaned, "Yeeesssss," as Alex forced his way into her tiny body. Although about the same height as his wife, Tia was much thinner. Slimmer even than Katie and with a much tighter pussy, but between his unremitting force and her wildly squirming hips, Alex was able to push his way into her while she howled underneath him in a mixture of pleasure and pain.

Balls pressed against her, Alex pushed as hard as he could looking for that final extra millimeter of bliss while Tia wrapped her willowy legs around him, forcing herself to take it all. Her fingers raked at his back in the absolute rapture of feeling a man filling her up this way. Alex had no way of knowing, but this was the first time that Tia had ever offered herself like this to anyone.

Both finally satisfied that there was no more cock left to go in, they just held each other, lips and tongues entangled in a passionate war for dominance that Tia was more than willing to lose.

She would not surrender without a valiant fight, though.

With one hand, she grabbed Alex's ass, refusing to let him pull out even an inch, and with her other, held him tightly to her mouth. Surprised at her feral strength, Alex could do nothing but kiss her while his cock was wedged deep inside her.

And that's when she did something amazing.

Even though she was on the bottom, pinned underneath the much larger man, with her convulsively squirrelly hips, she she was the one that actually started fucking him!

It felt so amazing, that Alex was more than happy to just take it. He was enjoying every move that she was making, until she suddenly screamed and stiffened. Alex could feel her tiny pussy orgasming around every inch of his cock, as he groaned in harmony with her impassioned cries.

When she was finally done, Tia collapsed beneath him like a limp ragdoll and let out a long contented sigh.

But Alex was far from finished with this little elf.

Without removing his cock from its exquisite confines, he pulled himself up and pulled Tia with him until just her lolling head and shoulders were still on the bed. "Are you ready?" Alex asked.

Almost in a stupor, Tia's unfocused eyes looked vaguely towards him, and she smiled. "Yes."

Alex grabbed her thighs, so thin his fingers almost completely encircled them, and proceeded to pound his hard cock in and out of the poor creature, as her arms floundered weakly, not in protest but in indistinct encouragement. Tia whimpered softly, but the gentle smile on her lips instructed Alex to continue unfettered.

Listening to the wet squish of flesh on soaking flesh, Alex looked down to see Tia's tiny hairless pussy stretched obscenely around the girth of his dick. He paused for a moment in awe at the sight, wondering how he wasn't splitting Tia right in half, when he heard her mumble, "Don't stop."

So he started ramming into her with even more gusto. Her feeble moans and grunts spurring him on. Alex was fascinated watching his cock plowing into her. He could almost see the distended bulge in her belly with every plunge into her. And the tight friction between them was almost too much.

Boring into her and then sliding back out, his dick tugging at her pussy lips as he did.

In and out again.

She was so tight but so slick that Alex easily slid in and then slid back out.

Over and over.

Faster and faster.

Harder and harder.

The muscles of his arms taut with the effort of holding Tia steady, while she was simply flopping helplessly on the bed with every powerful thrust.

Harder and harder.

Faster and faster.

Her whimpering grew louder, gradually morphing into one long pitiful moan.

And Alex kept hammering into her, pulling her legs back with every forward assault of his cock until he could feel his orgasm teetering right on the edge.

With one final drive into the nearly comatose elf, Alex exploded with a deep grunt. And then with a high-pitched keening, Tia suddenly came alive, arching her back so that she was held aloft only by Alex gripping her thighs and the top of her head pressed against the quaking bed.

Load after load of cum pumped into Tia while she shivered and undulated seeming to levitate with the sheer power of their shared orgasms.

Finally Tia collapsed in a heap. Completely exhausted. A ragged piece of meat in Alex's hands.

Alex pulled out, noticing the grotesque gaping hole his cock left in her, and closed her legs to preserve a sense of modesty for the young elf.

"Tia?" Alex asked, laying her legs down and crawling up beside her. "Are you okay?" He grew concerned when she didn't respond, so he gently shook one of her delicate shoulders. "Tia?" He asked a little louder.

She opened her eyes, focused on his for a brief moment, and then Alex watched her eyes roll back into her head. But she smiled and mumbled, "Alex, hold me."

Relieved that he hadn't inadvertently killed a beautiful magical elf, Alex stretched out next to Tia and held her.

After a few minutes, Tia spoke. "So, I've read in some of your stories that you like a little ass fucking?"

Alex blushed.

"Just give me a few more minutes to recover," Tia told him. Then she asked, "Did you enjoy your first time with an elf?"

Alex chuckled quietly. "Yeah. I did."

"I hope you had some fun."

"I did," Alex said, pulling Tia closer. "I hope Freya's having some fun, too."

Just two rooms down from Tia and Alex, Freya was, as usual, having plenty of fun.

As Jennifer was busy eating Freya out, Freya couldn't help but stop her for a minute. "Jennifer?"

"What?" A slightly annoyed Jennifer answered, looking up from between Freya's outstretched legs.

"You rigged the swingers thing, didn't you?"

"Yeah. Sure did," Jennifer replied. "Are you mad that I did?"

Freya shook her head and smiled down at her newest lover. "No. I'm glad that you did." Then added with a smile, "Fair dinkum."

"That's not exactly right, but close enough, mate," Jennifer told her, then dropped her head down into Freya's crotch.

Freya threw her head back with a sigh as she felt Jennifer's talented tongue flick her clit up and down and then a soft moan escaped her as Jennifer eased two fingers into her steaming pussy, curling them up to rub against Freya's G-spot.

As she pushed her fingers into her dream girl, Jennifer closed her eyes to better focus on the carnal sensations of Freya's soft moist folds against her chin, the sweet tickle of her neatly-trimmed pubic hair against her nose, and the deep rich aroma of Freya's arousal.

Ever since she had read Freya's very first story, Jennifer had been infatuated with Freya Gersemi -- she refused to acknowledge her married name, almost completely denying the existence of Alex. But not in any nefarious way. It was just easier and simpler to think of Freya as just Freya without the complications of her heterosexual relationship with Alex to get in the way of Jennifer's lesbianic Freya fantasies. With the unwitting help of that man Figgy, Jennifer had carefully laid out her plan to get Freya alone and into bed.

And it was finally happening!

Jennifer wanted to show everything that had been missing in Freya's sex life. Namely Jennifer.

In private messages, Freya had always been kind and polite, but had always cordially rebuffed all of Jennifer's suggestions at online role playing and more intimate chatting. Now, after a year and a half, she literally had Freya in her hands and Jennifer was determined to prove her sexual worth.

And she was going to.

Freya had a signature move while performing oral sex on Alex, but Jennifer had a signature move of her own.

She curled her fingers inside of Freya and gently pressed against the upper wall of Freya's vagina, pushing her tiny clit further outwards and into Jennifer's yearning lips. Puckering and sucking hard, Jennifer pulled as much of Freya into her mouth as she could. Rewarded by the sudden rise in volume of Freya's moaning, Jennifer flicked the tip of her tongue against Freya's overly-sensitive nub.

Freya groaned as Jennifer sucked on her clit, feeling jolts of wanton electricity run through every inch of her body. The fingers that had been lazily stroking her own breasts, clamped onto them, fingers roughly pinching her engorged nipples. "Oh, Jennifer!" She moaned. "Fuck, that feels so good!"

At hearing Freya moan her name, Jennifer's pussy convulsed, almost causing her to come through no manual stimulation at all.

But she could fix that.

With her head still between Freya's silky thighs and still sucking on Freya's delicious clit, Jennifer took the hand that had been caressing the side of Freya's hip, and quickly snaked it between her own legs and began feverishly rubbing her own clit.

Jennifer worked her way up onto her knees and stuffed four fingers into herself, groaning deep in her chest. She drove her face against Freya while pushing Freya's pussy from the inside, desperately trying to force as much of this succulent woman into her mouth as she possibly could.

Freya's toes curled and her knees shook at the mind-blowing things Jennifer was doing to her. She violently pinched and pulled at her aching nipples while Jennifer attacked Freya's pussy with wild abandon.

The pushing and pulling and sucking and flicking between her legs was all too much for Freya and as she happily slipped into the welcoming haze of intense sexual pleasure that an untamed orgasm brings, somewhere in the back of her mind, she thought, 'This is definitely something that I need to teach Alex to do.'

Jennifer was close, too. And with one final push of her four fingers into her pussy and one final suck on Freya's clit, both girls came in a blinding flash of bestial fury.

"Ohhhh..." Freya sighed afterwards as Jennifer slid up next to her on the bed. And as her lover nuzzled against her neck, Freya murmured, "Fuck me..."

Jennifer shrugged. "Righto," she answered and quickly slipped back between Freya's thighs.

"This has been one hell of a convention so far," Freya commented as Jennifer began to eagerly lap at her pussy again.

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Thank you so much for reading!! I hope that you enjoyed this story and that you will check out all of the other 2025 Literotica Convention stories HERE.

And please check out these authors and their stories:

Alex Fourways, thank you for the initial concept, for your Alex Fourways character, and for your "The Myths and Reality of Tantric Sex and Repeaters" seminar that I sent Cynthia and Katie to. But most of all, thank you for being my online erotic writing bestie.

Figjamkiss, thank you for the use of you, Figgy! And, of course, your friendship and guidance in all things writing and so much more!!

Morevanila, thank you for encouraging the Literotica Convention idea.

Andreas_Kreuz, thank you for writing out the convention agenda with all the details. I stink at stuff like that!

Cacatua_Galerita, thank you for the use of your sulphur-crested cockatoo (even though he didn't like Cynthia much) and for your character Jennifer. She was fun!

BryanRichardson, thank you for the nude swing class that I referenced. What a fun idea!

Emily Miller and Rollo J Tomasi, thank you for the use of your names. Both of them! And especially for being a friend.

Devinter, thank you for the use of your name and for being the very first person to reach out to me with words of encouragement. I will be forever grateful for that.

Lifestyle66, thank you for the use of Ted and Jan as the swinging couple who host the swinger's seminar.

Bassytian, thank you for the use of Tiafell the elf. That was an interesting development for my Alex character!!

Of course, I want to thank everyone who took part in this Author's Challenge and I'm thankful for all of you who have read these stories. Thank you all so much!!

And last but by no means least, I want to thank Literotica! Without this site, I would still be dreaming or becoming a writer some day. Thank you for all that you've done for all of us!!

So, there we are. This was a fun challenge and a challenging challenge. I'm so used to just writing whatever my mind spits out that having to research and accommodate and work in different ideas was tricky for me. But I like what I came up with and I hope that you will, too!

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Thank you so much for reading!

Love, Frey

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