[FM] Client was in town

This was a few years back but I can easily remember that night, and probably will for a very long time.

This is also my first post here. I’ve been a lurker on reddit for some time now and I LOVE reading these, despite the obvious accuracy of some of these…. It really helps to get me going, and my (now) husband thanks all of you, because we read together. (Hubby is not referenced in the below story in any context)

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I had worked in a call center for a company that I won’t bother mentioning too much of. I, F27, at the time, had a boyfriend at home who didn’t work, didn’t take care of the house and didn’t really do much of anything other than take care of my kids at home.

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We had clients coming to town soon, and one of them (“R”) I had been chatting with over our internal tools for several weeks. They were a few states away, so it was very rare when they were in town. Typical teasing with subtlety, since everything was monitored, but we had no other real options during work hours since my phone was constantly on observation from the BF at home, and I didn’t want to risk him finding out that I tease clients because I like the thrill of it. He wasn’t very attractive but he held a higher position than I did, and I was just playing a feel but didn’t really expect anything to come of it.

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Well, fast forward to the week the client was in town. A Thursday night and I told the BF that the clients were in town and I wanted to go out with the girls for some drinks after work. We argued about it, as usual, but I told him that I was going out after work and that I would be home late. I worked night shift, from 330P-12A, so “late” would usually mean between 2:45A and 3:00A, since I had a long drive to begin with. After much teasing and little convincing, “R” and I agreed to meet me at the bar for a drink. I already knew I was going to fuck him, since I really wanted to play, and that was the plan – Get a few drinks in, meet at his hotel room and have a quick fuck, and go home and hope that the BF was sleeping, or maybe have a quick fuck to put him to sleep and just go on with life. I was planning for something quick, fun, satisfying in that moment, and easy to leave. I got so much more ❤️❤️

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“R”, 33M, decent build, a little bit taller than me, not great looking but workable after a couple shots of whiskey. Dressed kinda weird and was socially awkward but he could write, so his swooning on messengers caught my attention.

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Me – 5’2, 105 lbs at the time, barely B cups, brown hair, green eyes, petite frame with a decent ass. I enjoy passionate sex, but rough sex when appropriate is absolutely welcome. My biggest turn on is the synergy between a man’s grunts and sounds of sex to my moans, whimpers, and screams. Sex audio is music to my ears, and my hotel neighbors definitely got a grand symphony this night.

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We arrive at the bar somewhere around 12:15A, and order some drinks with the group of people we are with. Clients mostly, some coworkers from my office, and everyone is kinda doing their thing. Around 12:45A, the group splits mostly and “R” is _really_ drunk at this point. A few shots of whiskey and a tequila sunrise has me feeling quite nice. His growing hunger in his eyes has my pussy awake and my panties a bit wet. He growls in my ear “Wanna leave? Got a nice hotel room right across the street”. Before I could really answer, he’s dragging me towards the door and we stumble across the street; my truck left in the bar parking lot unattended to.

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His hunger was growing rapidly. It was maybe a 5 minute walk but took us 15 minutes to get there, as we needed to stop every 15 feet to make out, grope and grab each other, and satiate a tiny bit of the hunger that was growing between us. I stroked his cock through his jeans and I was impressed with what I was grabbing, and he found out quickly how wet and wanting I was as he slid his hand under my jeans, past my panties, and slid two fingers across my now swollen, soaked, and needy pussy.

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Around 1:10A-ish, we get into the hotel and hastily make our way to the elevator. Prior to walking into the Hotel, I had unzipped him preemptively so I could get a feel for what I was in for. It was exciting, but he wasn’t fully hard on our walk in. His breathing is heavy and thickened with whiskey, and he bites my lip in anticipation as the elevator dings and the doors open. He pulls me in, hits Floor 12, and the doors shut. As soon as they do, I dropped to my knees, forced his cock out of his jeans, and put it straight in my mouth for all of 30 seconds. I was pleased – a decent 7 inches but it could’ve been thicker. Even with my mouth sucking hard and tongue desperately wanting him to be rock hard, he was still semi soft and I was hoping that he wasn’t going to be limp for this session..

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The elevator stops, opens on 12, and we dash off to his room. Fumbling to find the key card, I’m whispering to him to hurry up while feeling his cock tucked away in his jeans, still unzipped. The door whips open, shuts just as quick, and he’s got me half naked already as I’m undoing his belt; clothes flying to the floor, the lampshade, the couch. Basically anywhere.. I take off my bra as he’s kissing my neck, and before I knew it, I’m naked and he’s in his boxers. He motions me to the bed and slaps my ass on the way, and I’m so fucking beyond excited – The thrill of getting fucked by a client in a higher position than me, cheating on my useless boyfriend at home thinking that I’m out with the girls, and I wanted “R” to remember me when driving back home the next day so I planned on giving him the best quickie I could before I needed to get out of there and on my way back “home”.

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There’s mini bottles of whiskey next to the bed, and I opened one and drank it to really set my mood into full effect. “R” exits the bathroom, hard as a rock (and impressive) and leaps towards the bed and plants me on my back. Passionately, he kisses me and makes his way to my chest, teasing my hard nipples attentively, and plants mini-kisses on my pussy, which is absolutely drenched and needing him in me.. He put a condom on (since I do like to be careful in situations like these), and slowly entered her. Upon the slow entry, I expected a casual fuck, nothing great; couple minutes, and we’d be done and I’d be on my way out. It would’ve worked for me because I went in with semi-low expectations and didn’t really mind – I wanted to play, and I’m playing.

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Yeah. Fucking. Right. This guy turned into something majestic when whiskey runs through his veins. After slowing entering me and pushing the length of his rock hard cock in my eager pussy, he went full throttle in the best way possible. His strokes were long and perfect, but rampant, rough, and dominating. He was biting my lip vigorously while my throbbing, quivering pussy was getting pummeled, slamming into me with every thrust and making me moan hard at times, but other times breathless. You know, those moans that are long and uncontrolled that float through the air, or the short, frequent moans that nearly squeak out but have the perfect pitch to them… “R” fucked me so hard in missionary, for nearly 15 minutes without stopping, my pussy was _gushing_ and flooding all over him and the bed sheets, while my fingers death-gripped the bed as he relentlessly pounded me. With every orgasm, he seemed to go harder and faster, and I LOVED it. My mind was being blown, my pussy was cumming uncontrollably, I couldn’t stop moaning even if I tried but other times I couldn’t moan because it was so fast and hard, and the slapping sounds, I imagine, could be heard from several doors and walls away.

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I looked over to the clock while being drilled – 1:40A. I started not to care. I heard periodic buzzes from my phone on the night stand in my purse in between my moans, but his relentless onslaught of dominating my pussy continued.. Knowing it was the BF at home probably freaking out, I was having waaay too much fun to care about that at the moment. As my pussy was being rocked and dominated by “R”, his hands gripped my arms as he pulled himself (or me) into him harder, making my body quake. I’ve never had an orgasm that lasted continuously up until that point, and it was beyond what I could’ve imagined, felt incredible, and I wish I would’ve recorded us because it was legendary, from an audio standpoint and I’d probably cum repeatedly if I got to see my own rough porn.

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He pulled out of me and ripped the condom off, thinking he was about to cum, as I had been begging for it when I could mutter out words while being completely dominated. He put on another one instead, and pulled me to the edge of the bed and flipped me over, almost forcefully. 100% OK with this, since this is my favorite position. Nothing makes me have a more intense, pulsating, full body orgasm than an _amazingly rough_ doggy style fuck, and that’s exactly what I got. With my legs closed tight but my pussy absolutely soaked and tense from the several orgasms in missionary/edge of the bed relentless pounding, he enters her again and spares no time in getting right back to the same long, fast strokes. This position hit so much better for me, and had me cumming again….and again…and again, over the course of 10 minutes and lots of cumming later.. My whimpers, moans, and cumming screams were echoing through the room. There’s no doubt in my mind that the neighbors or any passerby’s in the hall couldn’t hear what “R” was doing to me, and I loved every last second of it.

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We fucked in multiple positions, some better than others and some just didn’t hit right for me. Between positions and when he’d pull the condom off, I’d jerk him off or blow him for all of 10 seconds before he was ready to be inside me again. My pussy was swollen, soaked, throbbing, and wanting more. All go, no quit. Side profile on the bed, pinned against the wall with my legs wrapped around him, dove stance in a chair, reverse cowgirl (this was great, since he had impeccable upward motion thrusts that had me crumbling and trembling in my legs as I came).. First time in my life that I had to work _that_ hard to make a man cum but it was worth it. He finally pulled out of me in our last bit (edge of bed with my legs being held together just being dominated as he rocked my body, my voice nearly in shambles from moaning, screaming, and cumming hard for so long), ripped off (I think the 4th condom) and unleashed my reward onto my chest, neck, and some hit my chin. I am covered in sweat, bite marks on the insides of my thighs, scratches on my back, bruises on my arms as he grabbed me and fucked me the hardest I’ve ever been fucked in my entire life, and a well deserved amount of cum, as I lay panting and uncontrollably moaning, as he collapses on the bed next to me, nearly falling asleep. I wouldn’t have been upset. I, however, had a second life to return to.

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Fuck…. It’s 2:45 in the fucking morning. I grab my purse and look at my phone – At least 10 missed calls, a boatload of texts, and I am covered in evidence of being a cheating slut, but I am blissed. I go to the bathroom, wash the cum from my body as best I can, get dressed and use some body spray, and text him back stating that I’m on my way home. I excused that my phone was in my purse and we were all talking in the parking lot and just got carried away after last call. I walk back to the bed and stroke his half-flaccid, worked out cock and kiss him goodbye and thank him for the greatest fuck, and shut the door.. BF is calling me already and we get into a huge argument and we chat the entire drive home; I didn’t arrive until almost 3:30A.

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Normally, after normal “Girls Night”, he would offer to eat me out and then fuck for all of 5 minutes before he’d cum and go to sleep. This was usually fine if I was buzzed and needed to get off quick.. Thankfully, the argument deterred me from accepting this offer, nor did I need it, as I was already throbbing, swollen, and completely worked after cumming probably 50 times. My voice was completely destroyed for nearly 3 days, but told him that this was due to screaming and talking loudly on the dance floor, but I’m completely happy knowing the real truth. Unfortunately, “R” didn’t make it back to my city for another visit, but I would happily, without question, see him again.

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Thanks for reading, and I hope it wasn’t too long or draw away from the attention. I hope you enjoyed the read as much as I enjoyed writing it ❤️❤️

TL:DR^^

Client came to town and fucked me absolutely senseless and I regret none of it.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/kwiv1q/fm_client_was_in_town