Night 30 - Cosplay Cutie (WONYOUNG)

Conventions are a fantastic place to blow through money in record speed, count it. Half your budget for this event gone within 32 minutes and 45 seconds.

Just part of the ole' charm.

There's other things to look forward to, people being allergic to deodorant isn't one of them. Unfortunately nobody would invest otherwise you'd suggest a storefront right where you stand.

Favourite part of the whole affair is the cosplayers. Those with skill, talent and dedication to wear something way cooler than the rest of the losers (like you, to be fair.)

Looking around through the crowd of people– cramped like sardines. And you could see quite a few iconic characters. Melinoé and Zagreus from Hades, Master Chef from Doom, The Beheaded from Dead Cells. All well made and finely crafted, stuff to appreciate.

You were walking around, or more aptly getting shoved. Trying to get your money worth from appreciating the set dressing, big signs to mark every individual shop. Props of shows sat nearby, a lot of resin statue shops and so so so so so so so many sticker shops.

"Excuse me!" A voice yelled in your ear, real close. Wasn't much room to stand stable here, you tilted. Jaw dropping to the floor at her costume, she looked so... accurate? beautiful? many words came to mind and most fit.

"Hm? Can I help you?"

"Yes! Your camera." She pointed at the small digital camera you had resting on your chest, weathered strap holding it up. Snapping a few things here and there, not as much as you'd like given the cramped spacing.

"What about it?"

"Can you... help me take some pictures of my cosplay? I've put a lot of effort into it. I know a place where we won't be this cramped." She asked, shrugging her left shoulder to gesture a way out.

"Yeah of course, fucking love that character."

"Oh you recognise it?"

The cosplayer had taken you to a more discrete place, nobody in sight. Flashing a pose, her outfit was of your favourite character. White floppy bunny ears on top of a wig of the same colour, a braid on the side making a crown. Hair running down to her chest.

Her foam sword, green and etched with cute inscriptions was put between her lips. Shutter.

Another pose, her sword pointed directly at your lens. The shawl covering her lime green dress fluttering up with the wind. Shutter.

"Attack!" She swung, Shutter. Hitting you on the head playfully. That weapon fucking hurt with two Ts.

"You've got every detail down, very impressive. Well most of them." You laughed, Shutter.

"I have the dragon! Look." She lifted her shawl up, a small black green eyed dragon appearing underneath. "It's so cute!" It was put in your palm.

"It's soft, how'd you make this?"

"With tears and great effort." She chuckled, letting you pet the creature in your palm. "Let's give the dragon a photoshoot as well!" The cosplayer turned, taking the dragon and putting it on the small extended piece of wood extruding out from the wall.

Shutter. Shutter. Shutter. Every angle, a few with the cosplayer (or you when she operated your camera) popping up. Very cute, memory dissipating from your camera's storage with every click.

"You are kinda cute." She purred, cornering you against the wall. "Do you think I would bother dragging someone out from the convention just to take a few.. pictures?"

"I mean, yeah?" You responded dumbfounded, Her foam blade ran down your chest, chills running up every inch of your body.

"That's really cute, but no. You caught my eye honey." Her hand ran where it shouldn't, "I mean... you can say no. But... with the way you are staring at my tits.."

"Yes!"

You caught the cosplayer off guard with your eagerness, she rescinded for a moment. Before tackling you with her lips. Taste of cherry hitting you at once.

"Well then, follow me cutie. I'll pay you back for the photos."

It wasn't how you were expecting to spend the convention, with your favourite character manifest in front of you. Resting on her knees looking at you. The bathroom reeked of bleach and other various cleaning supplies, the girl paying zero attention to that. Unraveling the complex clothes that held your dick out of her grasp.

"Let's see what you are working with." She teased, kissing the boxers obscuring what she wanted. Emerald nails perching on your waistband, tugging it down. Your erection sniped her in the face, whacking against her cheek. "Someone's eager."

"Can't help it–your very cute."

"Thanks..."

Her dainty hand grabbed your base, holding it still. Tongue reaching out to flatly explore every inch, starting at your balls and going upwards delicately. Hitting every ridge and bump on her way to the tip.

"This cock tastes great. Expected nothing less from a cutie like you." Her plump lips pressed against your length, dribbling saliva from them. Transparent spit bubbles running down every inch.

She decided to make out with your sack, maintaining eye-contact with her alluring green gaze. Hand stroking your length at the same time, "fuck..." your groan made her happy. Proud.

A singular ball slipped in between her red lips, sucking gentle pleasure. Your moans picked up in volume, her touch was addictive. Fuck you wanted more.

"Fuck, suck me off." She smiled, letting you free with a pop. Spitting on you one more time. Stroking the bottom half of your length as she took your cock inside the warm slick embrace of her mouth.

Her cheeks puffed out, looking cute as she bobbed her head up and down. "Holy shit."

The stranger's head game was the best you've experienced, struggling to find a place to grip. She noticed, withdrawing for a second. "You can grab the wig, it's not going to hurt me." She assured.

Much appreciated, white strands a saviour. Using it as an outlet, she kept sucking and bobbing. Inches disappearing inside, appearing back out messy and coated.

Her ears flopped around as she slurped and sucked. More interested in blowing you than keeping her cosplay in order. Technique sloppy and messy, "Keep fucking going." You groaned, tugging her wig. Getting shoved down.

She gagged as you hit her throat, withdrawing in concern. Not meaning to push her that far down. "Take a picture." You forgot about your camera, snapping a shot of the cosplaying beauty working between your legs. "That one I may not ask for."

Her hand glided, slick with saliva. "Fuck, if you keep working like that. I might cum..."

She smiled, bunny teeth coming through. "That's the idea, cum all over my face." Stroking harder, faster.

"God.."

"Let it go, shoot it all over my fucking face."

You listened, firing shots of semen all over her face. Really making a mess of the girl, her mouth opened in shock. Taking a chance to shoot in the last two ropes on her tongue.

Another picture.

"Okay, I do like your load on my face but I'm going to wash up. Come with." She got off her knees. Opening the stall.

You stood against the wall,watching as the girl cleaned up. The cum and makeup washing away, she looked... familiar. Like a completely different person, makeup so realistic to the character.

"Something about you looks familiar." You said offhandedly, checking your phone.

"Mhm– if you like kpop you'd probably recognise me." She said, rubbing the water in a bit further. Having to get rid of most of the make up because she started with hot water, now cold.

"Hm.. You remind me of my favourite idol."

"If your favourite idol's Wonyoung then yeah that would be me." She said it so casually, your jaw dropped. Falling straight onto the floor with enough force to shatter.

"Jesus, favourite idol and favourite character. How the fuck did I get so lucky today?" You coughed.

"I don't know, did you do something good recently?" Hm, nothing good enough to deserve this. "Well, I guess I can't go back to the convention now my facade is gone."

She pondered for a second, turning to face you. Lifting her dress up a small bit. Flashing her underwear for a second, evidently damp with arousal.

"Wanna have some fun in my car?"

You weren't expecting this, y’know the whole 'being in fucking Jang Wonyoung's car.' thing. But you aren't complaining.

It was spacious enough for both of you to fit, you were laying down and so was she. Her dress resting on your chest, Wonyoung didn't take her cosplay off.

You couldn't see, feeling Wonyoung's mouth trapping your cock in its warmth once more. 69 was her idea, but you were very happy about that. Licking the princess of IVE's folds, she tasted like pure lust. The finest syrup millions would give anything for.

Scents intermingled, perfume sweat and arousal. All of them strong and individually welcome. Collectively making you whipped.

She bobbed up and down, vibrating against your tip. Wonyoung moaned around you from how good you slurped on her tight slit. You were messy and quick, addicted on her sweetness.

"Wonyoung, you taste so fucking good." You moaned, she gagged up a response. Cramming it deeper into her throat.

Your fingers found their way into the outfit, rubbing her enlarged clit in gentle circles, her thighs closing down on your ears. Trying to prevent you from moving away from her pussy.

Like you'd go anywhere else.

Unrelenting was your actions, drinking all of her juices. Wonyoung didn't have tinted windows, anyone could see how she was getting mouth fucked. Warm spit ran down on your balls, Trickling onto her leather seat.

She pulled up for air, you capitalised. Speeding up your licking to a breakneck pace. "Ah! Fuck, eat me out! I knew you were more than just a cutie, guh!"

You grabbed her ass, tongue fucking her as fast as you could. Wasting no time in trying to make the girl cum all over your fucking face. "Fuck! Please, please I'm close! Please!"

Wonyoung screamed, body shaking, exploding all over your face. Leaving residue of her orgasm all over you. "That was so good. I need your cock in me. But this is too dangerous. We'll get spotted, lets drive a bit away."

You climbed into her drivers seat. Taking control on her request, you knew the area better than she did. "Okay, buckle up."

"Pft, no." She said, you began to drive. Surprisingly safe, you thought your brain would tell you to speed.

Wonyoung moved her wig in front of her face. Lowering down to your cock, sucking you off while you drove. "Try not to crash."

"Don't suck too hard, I don't wanna kill a princess."

It was hard to drive when your cock was getting sucked, but you were doing a decent job. Not throwing Wonyoung's car into a wall or another driver.

"Wow." You thrust upwards into her mouth, trying to cope.

Thank the fucking lord. You found an alleyway, with no cars in it. Sure it's still a bit too close to the road. It'll do though.

"There."

"It's too fucking hot. I got an idea though." She opened the window, hanging out of it.

"That can't be the most comfortable way to do this." You groaned in confusion, nor the safest. But you left that part out.

"It'll do, I'm too horny to give a fuck." Wonyoung said, face inches away from the floor.

You shrugged, getting up behind her. Giving her ass a spank just to tease, "Do you have a condom?"

"Glove compartment, but as long as you don't cum inside me I don't care if you do it raw." Well, that seemed like blessing enough. You slapped your cock against Wonyoung's cunt, warning her of your penetration. She moaned out as every inch filled her to the brim.

You stretched her out, getting buried comfortably inside. Wonyoung was wet, warm and nearly too tight. Yet still far more intense and euphoric than your late night sessions imagining her in every which way.

"Eugh, fuck that's big." She moaned, trying to keep her volume down. Getting fucked in daylight, eyes constantly trained at the road. Knowing anyone could watch this was dividing her thoughts. It's fucking hot, yet her image could be obliterated.

Either way, your thrusts were making her melt.

"Shit." You both gasped in sync, your cock was getting choked by the idol's warmth. Dress pushed up and bunched on her waist. Giving you a full exposed view of her ass, which supported your grip.

Though you felt bad, she was admiring gravel and asphalt. Looking out for colourful metal vehicles that could see her. Your eyes got to feast on the view of your cock entering Wonyoung, her pussy lips spreading to accommodate every inch. Coming back out drenched in her slick.

You could hear the car rattle as you fucked Wonyoung out of the window, her body moving forward then slamming back into it. She didn't whine in pain so you assume it didn't hurt. "More, just keep fucking m- oh shit!"

"You good?"

"There's people watching!"

Wonyoung thankfully covered enough of her face for protection of her identity. But the stares she got from passerbys confirmed they were fully aware she was getting the best dick of her life. Her cunt gripping down even tighter.

"You got so much fucking wetter, are you getting off on this?"

"Of course I am!" Her mind was weak, every deep thrust into her body made thinking difficult for the both of you. She didn't feel human, like this was something only gods were supposed to experience.

Holding on for dear life you were, cock so close to exploding. Wanting to enjoy more and more of her hypnotic warmth, it tried to coax your cum out of you. Barely holding on.

Wonyoung yelped as was no longer filled up, you made a difficult decision. Pulling out and wringing out one stray shot of cum onto her asshole. Giving you enough endurance to push back inside.

Her hand moved to breathe, nobody was nearby. At least she hoped, eyes screwed shut.

"Fuck! I'm going to cum soon, just keep it up, fuck me harder." She pleaded, her voice was enough to make you slam your cock against her as hard as possible. Like you wanted her to be ruined, she couldn't match your energy. Barely able to move her body, the positioning acting like ropes all over her limbs.

"Fuck!” She yelped.

Wonyoung's orgasm hit her like lightning, whacking her head against her car. Too blissed out to register the pain. You pulled out, hoisting her body up and back into the sanctuary of her car. Now facing you.

You panicked, not wanting to ruin her cosplay with your orgasm. But desire brought you close, finishing all over Wonyoung's shoes.

"Shit..." You groaned, falling back against the car window. Wonyoung looked in horror at her shoes getting painted in cum.

She lapped it up off her foot, not thinking much about it. Making sure it wouldn't stain. "That was close. I like those shoes too much."

"My bad.."

"It's no worries, I'm technically 'visiting family' right now. Only way I could get time off for this convention without them being suspicious." She paused, letting you think about some hidden intentions in her words.

"Which means, I need a few more hours to kill."

Wonyoung bought a hotel room, managing to get lucky about being recognised.

To say you two fucked like animals was a fucking understatement. On the floor, on the bed, then on the floor again. She kept the costume on, now drenched in cum and defiled. Her face was also messy. being the lucky recipient of a fresh cumshot.

She reeked of sweat, you probably didn't smell any better. The scent making you feral, banging her against the walls.

But after all of it was said and done, Wonyoung now in her actual attire after showering. The time had came to write off this little fun story.

"Hey, that was fun." She smiled, much softer than everything that had to transpired.

"Yeah it was."

"Here, let me take the pictures." Thank god you had a way to put them on her phone. "I look good in these, thanks."

Wonyoung stopped you from leaving. "Before you go, I want you to remember this." Like the thought would ever leave. "Take this, its the dragon. Display on a shelf or something."

"Oh, wow." You were genuinely stunned, more so than when she cornered you. "Thank you!"

"Cherish it, if we ever meet again I’d like to see it.”