A (semi)private orgasm.

She once again stood from the bar. She decided that was a good decision as she experienced a mild head rush she stumbled slightly out of her seat but soon found her footing and her next step was much more her normal gate.

So focused on walking normally was she that she didn't even notice when part of her back panel pulled taught caught momentarily between the back cushion and seat cushion. Within another 2 steps she felt the now familiar weight of cloth on her bottom gently return swaying with each step. Oblivious to the 90 degree angle from her body it had just been a moment before or the dozens of people out of the hundreds below who just happened to be looking her direction when it happened.

The bartender had given her a healthy drink and on a nearly empty stomach (filled primarily with Beckys booze from earlier) she was feeling no shame about her skimpy dress. She was overwhelmed with just how cool everything was and the energy in the air. Everyone around her was excited. And best of all everyone was excited to see -her- when they did. Anyone in a starwars related costume wanted her picture. Nervous boys kept stuttering out requests for poses, she did her best to fulfill the ones she could. She had practiced in the mirror and knew -just- how far she could lift her leg or lean forward. OR so she thought...several drinks and a thinner scrunched up front panel made this a show worth watching. It didn't hurt your odds of getting an X-rated photo that her coverings became nearly transparent under a bright flashbulb so even when she was posing modestly someone had a fun angle. With every flash she was as good as naked for a split second, with dozens of photographers getting her picture at the same time and her willingness to go for dangerous poses in her current state. She ran out of cards to hand out amazed at how quickly she passed out 75 cards in one day.

She took that as a good que to broke away from the crowds and began wondering the back alleys of the hotel corridors looking for somewhere -anywhere- private. The constant buzzing of her libido was distracting her from the con proper, she needed to get this knocked out and then she could go back to becoming cosplay famous and enjoying her first mega sized con.

It's amazing how lost you can get while a bit tipsy in same looking hotel corridors. but she found herself somewhere far off the beaten path. For most of her wonders there where atleast a few other people if not a gaggle of friends sitting down and catching their breath between panels and shopping runs, other activities. Grace had no pockets and only a small amount of spending cash on this costume. She might catch a panel or two later. But she was here to see and be seen. Not to shop, she could watch all the interesting panels on youtube later anyway. A quick autograph and then back for more posing. That was the plan. She berated herself for getting distracted with silly naughty ventures.
But the urge was overwhelming so she let it go, better to enjoy herself fully, the intoxication was making the voice of modesty a small one anyway. She was here to have fun and dammit being naughty was fun.

And it was with that thought that she slipped into a currently unused small office style room. on the third floor of the hotel. She did a quick check to make sure the coast was clear inside the office, then outside in the hall. Then ducked inside unseen locking the door behind her she found herself in a small room with a very comfy looking L shaped sectional sofa in one corner to her left, and a newish looking computer setup in the opposite corner to her immediate right. There was a complicated lightswitch on the wall current set about a third normal brightness, which suited her just fine she didn't even want to try and play with that, and the wall opposite the door she came in was completely blank shiny black marble looking material. The room had an air of business and new car smell to it that made what she was about to do feel even more naughty. Oh my god, perfect!" she thought to herself.

She considered briefly removing the belt but decided ultimately she needed to be able to be decent quickly if someone came to the door. While it was locked she had no idea if they would have a key. Still she didn't want to soak her costume so she settled down on the sectional on all fours, loosened her belt chain a little and hiked it up as far as it would go on under he ribs, she took the panels and flicked them up towards her shoulders fully exposing her upturned ass towards the center of the room as she began working her hand in a cupping motion, 4 fingers pulling across her outside lips while her palm drilled into her clit. she **** her face into a pillow on the section as she let out a deep moan. Taking her pointer and ring finger she spread her lips and dipped the finger-tip of her middle finger into herself. Finding everything well primed and in no mood for further foreplay she plunged 2 fingers into the second knuckle and began tickling her clit from both sides while rotating and bucking her hips. Her otherhand had a mind of it's own as it went in search of a breast to squeeze, finding it partially blocked by a metal frame before she knew it her top was untied in the back as she began to truly work herself into a frenzy.

The first orgasm came quickly but it was not nearly enough. For the chemically enhanced libido of the young coed. She was able to knock out three in under ten minutes before the fire dimmed from her eyes a bit and she decided to take a break to catch her breath. She decided to sit down on the sofa with her skirt still hiked up. She really was getting off on her naughty little excursion. She sat down and leaned back into the sofa allowing herself to relax fully for the first time in hours.

The warm afterglow of orgasm mixed with the dark lights and bubbling energy she had expended all morning all caught up with her and she slumped over asleep with a minute of sitting down.

Unknown to Grace she was in a room that had been converted into a live streaming platform for different web shows to talk about news and events at the con. This early on a Friday nothing really noteworthy had happened yet, so all the reporters are at the con finding the fun thing not back reporting it yet. So the rooms were mainly empty...for now.

It just so happens Grace stumbled into a room with an active feed going, the waiting room was mainly empty an hour out from broadcast time compared to what it would be an hour from now. But Grace had just unintentionally performed her first cam show to an audience of 50 people.

As she slept she slumped backwards and slid down the couch slightly, half lying down half sitting, her legs were fully spread eagle, her half skirt was flared uselessly around her ribs and her top was still unhooked in the back and currently serving as an imitation bowtie.