Greg and Elle closed the doors on the red sub-compact and crunched through the snow towards the hotel. The drive had been somewhat harrowing with a flash blizzard that no meteorologist had warned anyone about.

In the lobby the desk clerk looked nervous in his black suit and red tie…his short brown hair looked disheveled from the party comers ruffling it in their playful check-in rituals. The man made valiant attempts not to stare at the tattoos and corsets that had infiltrated his conservative bubble. The fact that these images were going to drive him to have the best sex of his life later that evening, did not cross his mind…the fact it would be with his fiancee and her best friend was something beyond his imagination…the fact that he, the fiancee and her best friend would be attendees of this convention next year…well…let us not get ahead of ourselves.

Greg found a black sign with white plastic letters pointing them to where they would meet Ruby.

The room had that shade of yawn beige as most conference rooms did. The walls were lined with over used hard white plastic tables under heaps of clothing.

Twenty people were in the room…nineteen were naked…one was still dressed, sober, and playing bartender to try and keep the other roughians in line. Depending upon one’s point of view, it seemed he was falling miserably…or he was just allowing his inner voyeur out to play.

This was when Elle and Greg walked into the room…conference room 42 of the hotel…at one o’clock in the afternoon.

Fetish convention, indeed…this was the clothing swap…or at least that was how it had started. Now it was more if a daisy chain that had Greg thinking someone should call The World Book of Guinness about. There was a tongue in every pussy and a mouth on every cock.

Ruby, as expected, was in the middle of it. Her shaved pussy with the tattoo reading “insert here” was being explored by a curvy brunette named Lee, and her mouth was wrapped around the cock of some young bald guy named Bob.

Bob was mid-orgasm as Elle and Greg, both now feeling severely over dressed in their jeans and parkas, walked up.

“Hi, guys!” Ruby, with Bob’s cum drooping down her cheek, was up for hugs in a bounce that would have made Tigger proud. One arm went around Greg’s broad shoulders and the purge slipped beneath his coat for a quick grope of his soon-to-be erection. Releasing him, her big green eyes sized up the much taller Elle. “Well hello, beautiful. Nice to finally meet you.” Elle’s hug was tight and involved their tongues exchanging numbers…it was an interesting exchange to watch with Elle being half a foot taller.

Well…this is how Greg had wanted to write the story of when Elle first meet Ruby…but that really was not remotely close to what had happened.

The part about the scared desk clerk was true..and there was a clothing exchange…but being Ruby had arrived the night before, the getting hugs involved less nakedness and much more “trying not to throw up on your shoes from the hangover”‘ness. Her bright big green eyes were more a tinge of bloodshot orange as she struggled to hug her friend and then was introduced to Elle.

Ruby had arrived with, and was sharing a room with the other kinksters…none of whom were too eager to move very far without moaning at the moment. Not good orgasmic moans, either…more the “L think I’m going to go kiss the toilet” type.

So there was no play. Elle did not get to lick her first pussy…but they did visit with Ruby, Lee, Liza and Sean. There was discussions of tattoos, strapless bras, and where to find the best collars for subs.

The mood of the hung overs improved as time went on, but Greg and Elle did not stay too long. They made their way back out to the car…fucked in the tiny back seat, knowing the windows were too fogged up for anyone to see…and then drove back to town for dinner.

The evening’s conversation revolved around Elle knowing that the next time she saw Ruby’s green eyes, it would be while licking her pussy.

Greg heard Emperor-like words echoing through his head as he felt his pulling of Elle into his kinkdom was nearly complete.

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