Virgin Adventures II: Comic Con (Patreon)

"Hey, come on, we gotta get going!" You hear Stephanie's nasally voice call from the bathroom of your hotel room, dragging you out of a half-asleep state. 

"Yeah..." you mumble.

"I'll be ready in just a minute, putting the finishing touches on my cosplay!" She announced through the closed door.

You drag yourself out of bed, pull on some clothes, and get your shoes on, still rubbing your eyes. Today was the first day of the local Comic-Con and Stephanie had BEGGED you to come with her so she wouldn't have to go alone. Not that you would have minded looking through all the rare collectibles and meeting celebrities anyway, but you agreed just for the prospect of being alone with a girl in a hotel room.

Just as you finished getting ready yourself, the bathroom door swung open, emitting the fully geared-up Stephanie. You took a long look and your jaw hit the floor. 

Despite her gawkiness and social awkwardness, she was surprisingly bold in her cosplay choice; she crammed herself into a tight, yet revealing Wonder Woman outfit that showed 100% of her long, smooth legs and the deep cleavage of her surprisingly big rack. Her hips were wide, and her waist was narrow, hugged in just the right places by the faux-armor.

"I, uh..." Was all you could say. You'd always kinda hoped she'd had a body like this which she always kept hidden under her frumpy unfashionable nerd clothes, but that was just a jerkoff fantasy, one you never expected to be true, and certainly not even in your wildest horny imagination did she have a body that was THIS stunning.

"What?" She looked at you puzzled, as if she couldn't comprehend just how good she looked.

"Uh... nothing. Let's go!" You awkwardly squeak, turning away to break your gaze before the semi brewing in your pants got any stiffer. She hesitated a moment before following you, probably contemplating why you were acting so weird. Avoiding eye contact as the both of you took the elevator, you step out onto the loud, bustling convention floor.

Stephanie's eyes go wide at the sheer spectacle; you can practically hear her beaming with her big gawky nerd smile. You walk down the hall of the convention center, eyes on the ground. Not that you didn't want to look up at all the amazing things to see and do, but keeping your gaze downward was the only way to keep your pants under control. Any glance in Stephanie's direction would cause an almost instant stiffening, and a lingering gaze would almost assuredly cause a misfire in your underpants. 

You felt a nudge on your forearm. Instinctively, you look up at Stephanie, despite that being the very thing you were trying to avoid.

"Hey, what are you looking so glum for?" She smiled as your gaze re-fixated on her legs. God, she was basically just wearing panties! 

"I- I, erm..." 

She managed to follow your eye line and a look of realization flickered on her face for a brief moment. 

"Hey, c'mon!" She grabbed you by the wrist, with what felt like the strength of Diana herself, and dragged you down the hall.

She stopped at a booth for an upcoming superhero TV show, one you didn't recognize but that Steph was apparently all about cause she info dumped the whole plot of the graphic novel on the way over.

You look up, and realize with horror the booth was being staffed by another curvaceous cutie stuffed into a spandex superhero getup. Somehow, she was even bustier than Stephanie, a fact enhanced by the outfit which only covered the bottom third of her breasts.  She had cute ginger curls and freckles to boot, a combination that drives you wild. 

"Hey! You guys excited for the new show?" The booth babe cheerfully asked. "It's gonna be huge!"

Stephanie nose-laughed. "Yeah, I'm a huge fan! And it's been a while since I had anything huge!" She nudged you again. The booth babe giggled. 

"This season is sure to satisfy then." She gave a knowing nod. "We were greenlit for 26 episodes instead of the usual 12, so you're in for something extra-long, which I get the feeling you could use!" She giggled.

"Oh hell yes!" Stephanie chirped. "Should make it last a lot longer too! I hate when things end... prematurely!" 

The pair giggled hard as Steph pointed at you, unable to speak. Picking up the innuendo, you turn a violent shade of red and begin walking away. Any longer surrounded by these two humiliating goddesses, and you were gonna bust in your jeans.

~

You wander the convention hall for the rest of the day, filling your bags with nerdy paraphernalia and spending more money than was wise. When spent, you wander back to the elevator to go back and get some rest, maybe crank one out to relieve the pressure before Steph comes back. 

But you arrive at the elevator to see none other than your stacked, curvy roommate waiting amongst another dozen people.  

"Oh hey!" She smiles. You get stiff. 

"Hey." Is all you muster. So much for blowing off some steam in private later.

The elevator dings and the two of you step inside, Steph standing in front of you. You just shut your eyes, it was the only way to avoid staring at her ass. 

More and more folks filed into the elevator. Steph backed up. Further and further, until everyone was pressed in the elevator like sardines. Soon there's no room at all and you realize, her ass has made contact with your crotch. Your stiffy nestled between her cheeks. Despite the layers of clothing between them, you could feel heaven. 

There was no stopping it. You bit your lip as a rush of pleasure overcame you, goo lazily leaking from the tip of your erection into your underpants. 

"Whoopsie~" Stephanie leans back and giggles in your ear.