You wander the convention

You slipped out of the room, but Min had already left. How is she going to know where to go? It would probably work out, one way or another. Lets see what there is to do.

It looked like the hall you were in was mainly for viewing different anime series. You opened a few doors; it seemed like the doors on the left were for hentai and the doors on the right were for regular anime. Neither interested you, so you decided to walk back to the main hall. It took you a moment to realize that when you had gone into the viewing room, you'd somehow gotten on to the second floor of the convention center. Instead of going to the main floor, like you'd planned, you were on a balcony overlooking it. You could see most of the convention floor from the balcony. There were a few concession stands, and a bunch of tables. You took a table next to the the railing on the edge of the balcony and looked down. There were so many beautiful women showing a ton of skin; it was fantastic.

You'd bought a coke at the concession stand and were killing some time when a girl quickly sat in the seat across from you. "Please act like you know me," she asked. "This guy will not stop following me."

A few moments later, a guy came to where the tables were. He looked around, and then made a beeline for your table. Dude, it's called subtlety. "Sure," you replied. It would liven things up while you waited for Lindy, and there was something you wanted to test in the meantime. You waited for the guy to come over to the table, then looked at the girl. "Is this the guy who's been following you?"

She nodded. The girl got out of her seat and moved her chair next to you. "This is my boyfriend," she took one of your hands. "So just leave me alone!"

"I just wanted to take her picture," the guy said between gasps. "That's a good Si-"

"You were trying to get upskirt pictures," the girl retorted. "We saw you pointing your camera under our skirts."

He looked away and mumbled something. You guessed it was something to the effect of "so what", but he didn't want to say it in earshot. It didn't really matter. He went to one of the tables at the other end of the food court and sat down.

You looked back at the girl. Her outfit must have been from an anime, though you had no way of knowing which one. She had deep, navy blue socks that went just above her knee. They were about two inches from touching a white skirt, though you could see some straps sliding up the skirt to hold them in place. The skirt ended just below her stomach, leaving her middriff bare. She wore a short white top that just came down over her chest, and had blue fasteners to connecting to the skirt to hold it in place. She had a silver wig on with long flowing hair, and a pair of floppy cat ears sat on a headband on top of her head. She was stunning, and the cosplay accented all of the right curves.

"Thank you," she smiled at you. She was still holding on to your hand. You felt your heart beat a little faster. She smelled faintly of lavender. "You wouldn't believe the amount of guys who try to ask me out. Normally my boyfriend tells them all to get lost, but he abandoned me today." She blushed slightly. "He wanted me to wear this costume, and he didn't even come."

"That stinks," you said nonchalantly. _Lucky dude. _She hadn't said anything that let you think she would consider a fair trade, and you didn't want to run her off. "What's your name? My name is John."

"Sakura," she smiled at you. Her eyes were an olive color; you couldn't tell if they were contacts or her actual eye color. "Nice to meet you."

Sakura. You decided to chance it. "Would you fuck me, Sakura?"

Sakura quickly moved her hand away. "What did you ask?" She was looking at you like she'd looked at the guy only a few moments before.

"Well, I did help you with your stalker. So I'd say it's a fair trade." You looked at her to see what the reaction would be. Can I make the trades after the fact?

"Oh." Sakura nodded. "That makes sense. It is a fair trade, after all." She looked around. "Do you want to go somewhere?"

You reached out and slid your hand under her shirt. There was nothing between the fabric and her breasts; she wasn't wearing a bra. You touched her nipple, and she gasped softly. There was crimson rising in her pale cheeks. "Here?" She asked quietly.

You didn't reply; instead, you moved one hand down to her skirt. You felt a bit of cloth, and then a slit underneath. You started rubbing over her panties. She leaned into you, moaning softly. "Someone might see us," she said in a nervous whisper.

"Only if you're loud." You kissed her, pulling her closer to you. You'd just had sex with Min, but you already felt your dick getting hard again. You slid your fingers underneath her panties and touched her clit. You broke from the kiss, the used the hand that was underneath her top to flip her top over her breasts. You kept one hand playing with her nipple while you flicked your tongue out, gently caressing the other. She moaned loudly; she was trying to cover her mouth with her hand, but it wasn't working. You slid your hand away from her pussy, taking her panties down with it. Then you slid underneath the table. One hand was still playing with her breast. You slid the other over her clit, making her gasp loudly. She was already wet; there was a little moistness on the chair. You pulled her forward to get a better angle, then slid your tongue over her clit. "You're driving me crazy," she whispered. You glanced up; her face was beet red. She was trying to not make any sounds. Her breath was ragged. You smiled, then slid two fingers inside her.

The feeling was incredible; you felt her pussy contract around your fingers, as though she was trying to suck them in. She was so tight, it was crazy. You slid your fingers in and out of her slowly, while you kept your tongue making circles on her clit. Each time she twitched, her pussy contracted around your fingers. Her legs squeezed together, and she pulled your head closer to her pussy.

"I'm gonna cum!" Sakura said quietly. "Don't stop, John!"

You pushed her further back in the chair, moving your hand from her breast to her ass. You grabbed her ass, and felt her pussy spasm around your fingers. You didn't stop; even after she'd cum, you kept going. You glanced up; she was smiling faintly, with a content look on her face. You stood her up, then bent her over the railing. "Wait-" she started.

You leaned into her, pressing your cock against the entrance to her pussy. "If you're not quiet, everyone is going to hear you." You lined up your cock against her slit, then slid your entire length inside her. The feeling was incredible; her pussy enveloped your dick, squeezing it tightly. She yelled out, then put a hand over her mouth. Her breasts hung down as she held the railing for support. Her wet pussy was gushing; some of the juices were running down her legs. You slowly slid yourself out; for a moment, you weren't sure her pussy would let you go.

"You're huge!" Sakura panted, her breath ragged. She was trying to take your cock and be quiet about it. "I've never had someone so BIG." Her voice went up as you thrust inside her again. You grabbed one of her breasts, then increased your rhythm. She kept moaning softly, each moan getting a little louder with each thrust. You leaned over. "If you get any louder, every one down there will see how much you enjoy getting fucked in public. They'll all see you with a cock deep inside your pussy."

Sakura tensed up, and her pussy tightened up as well. You heard a phone ring; then looked over to where she'd been sitting. You paused for a moment. "It says Ken."

"Please don't answer," she asked. "He said he would call me after he got out of class."

"You don't want him to hear you?" You smiled. "You sound like you're having a good time."

"Please don't," she looked back at you. "He'll know something is up."

"In exchange for not answering, we're going to have that guy from before come and take pictures of us," you leaned down and whispered into her ear. "To commemorate the moment. Or I can answer the phone."

"Pictures," she gasped after a moment. You waved the guy over. To say he was shocked was an understatement. "What are you doing?" He looked at her.

"I got a fair trade," you smiled at him. "Can you take pictures of us, though? I want something to commemorate this."

He nodded. "I was going to, even if you didn't ask me." He got underneath Sakura and started snapping. The view from underneath must've been amazing. You put a finger in her mouth, and she immediately started to suck on it; you felt your cock swell inside her.

"Let's change this up a bit," you slid her over to the table, and put her down on it. Her pussy was dripping wet; beads of sweat glistened on her body. Her pussy lay in front of you, waiting for your cock to fill it back up. You slid yourself inside her again, going balls deep inside her. She yelped, then grabbed the edge of the table. "Fuck me!" She half said, half whispered. "Fuck me, John!" She leaned her head back. "Even Ken isn't this good!"

The guy kept taking pictures, but she'd forgotten all about him. I wonder, you smiled to yourself. "I'm gonna cum inside you." You smiled at her.

"Wait!" Sakura looked at you, panic in her eyes. "I'm not on birth control!"

"Well, either let me creampie you, or suck him off." You pointed to the guy. "Your choice."

Sakura paused for a moment, then reached out to the guy's pants. She slowly unzipped the zipper and took out his cock. He moved closer, still taking pictures of her. She started stroking him, then licked the tip. She put the full cock inside her mouth, and you started to fuck her hard. She yelled around the guy's cock, holding onto the table as you slid your cock in and out of her pussy. You grabbed one of her breasts roughly, then brought her legs up to get a better angle. Her pussy was strangling your cock; it was all you could do to keep from shooting your load inside of her. The guy she was sucking off looked like he was in a state of bliss.

That's when you heard it; the phone rang again. You lifted it up and showed her. It was her boyfriend again. "Should I pick it up?" You slid your finger over to the green answer button. "Or are you gonna let me finish inside?"

Sakura looked at you and gave you the answer with one curt nod. You smiled, then started stroking your cock harder inside her. Her breasts kept moving up and down with each stroke you made. You heard the guy start to cum; she deepthroated him as he came, sucking it all out. He sat down in one of the chairs, drained. She swallowed, then focused on you again.

Sakura wrapped her legs around you and pulled you deep inside her. She lifted herself up, so that she was next to your ear. "What's the matter? Can't you cum inside your whore? I want you to fill my pussy up. Put shot after shot inside me." She kissed you hard, pressing her tits against you. "I don't care who hears me. Use your asian cum dumpster, John. I'm fertile right now. Isn't that what you want to do? Make me your bitch? Breed me!" She leaned her head back. Sakura was fucking against you; you felt her pussy contract again. She must've orgasmed.

Her pussy walls squeezed your cock hard. You felt the pressure in your cock finally break free, and you felt cum shoot inside her. She held on tight to you, milking your cock with her tight asian pussy. Finally, you felt your cock stop twitching. Sakura kissed you. "That was fantastic." She looked at the photographer. "Even with having to suck him off, your cock is amazing." She grabbed her phone, then handed it to you. "Give me your number."