Tore an office manager’s[F] clothes off and fucked her all weekend, after she had teased me [M] for weeks online

***Book The Flight***

I hadn’t used it in a while, but for no particular reason decided to post a random pattern for strangers to try on the Lovense remote control phone app. The Lush is a remote control vibrator that can be worn inside her and controlled through a phone app. Sometimes random people will add you on the app for a bit of anonymous fun, letting you control their vibrator while sexting, voice or video chatting, usually in N.S.A. fashion. ‘Cum & run’, as they say.

“OMG your pattern!”, she messaged with glee.

Obviously she like the pattern I posted enough to say hi. We went on about our respective days and how she was baby-sitting for a family member but needed to get herself off because someone else on the app had left her wet and unsatisfied. After a long session of sexting, dirty talking, and controlling her vibrator from my phone, I finished what her last partner started.

“You’re a naughty slut, supposed to be baby-sitting but here I am fucking your holes.”, I teased her.

“She’s asleep.”, while her pussy vibrated from the inside at my command.

“Good, grind it on your clit like the little cum-slut you are.”, I demanded.

Then her voice messages came one after the other, moaning, begging, pleading to be fucked. To be filled up. To be cum inside of.

Following my instructions exactly, she straddled the edge of her bed grinding her clit against the vibrator I was controlling while I talked dirty and listened to her moan over the phone. There was a huge, wet mess all over her sheets after I made her cum.

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The following week, would I sext her at work through the app. Some days I would tell her hot sex-stories from my past, some days I would sext her the filthiest things I’d do to her while she was sitting at her desk and after reading it all her panties would be soaked well before lunchtime.

“You’re gonna get me in trouble, I have an 8:30 A.M. meeting.”, followed by “Omg, how am I going to work with wet panties?”

Always playful, I suggested for her to go in the bathroom after the meeting and masturbate while I whisper dirty things so she could cum and then go back to work relieved. A flurry of objections followed, “I could get in so much trouble.”, “What if someone else is in there too?” and on and on.

I continued plotting, telling her I would send her a long, dirty voice message and she could go into the bathroom to listen to it while she satisfies herself.

“You are going to show me your wet panties in the bathroom, I know they’re soaked.”, I declared.

Filthy text after filthy text about how I would fuck her at work, pound her into her desk until she screamed, eat her pussy while she sat in her leather office chair, pull her tits out and play with them while her boss was in the next room or finger her while she was on a conference call.

She finally broke.

“I’m going to the bathroom right now.”, were the most satisfying words I’d heard that day.

Moments later in the communal bathroom she was playing the dirty, 2-minute long voice message I had left waiting for her. I listened to her over the phone as she panted and gasped and rubbed herself in the bathroom stall until she whispered, “I’m cumming.”

And then the pic came to my phone.

Teal lace panties stretched around her knees, soaked completely through the crotch. She talked about it for days afterwards.

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One weekend we spent almost 48 hours on the app together, I must have made her cum 20 times between her toys, remote control vibrators, naughty pics and phone sex. We had a lot of fun that weekend and it kept coming up in our conversations about how much fun an actual weekend fuckfest would be, but it was just talk.

I wrangled her phone number out of her eventually and it continued, day after day of torturous teasing. A pic of her bra pulled down displaying her hard nipples, demanding I suck them. Voice messages begging me to come fuck her. She’d reply to a pic of my bulge through sweatpants with a pic of her own, an open mouth, an out-stretched tongue, pleading for me to choke her with my cock. The more she teased me, the more I would tease her, a vicious cycle that went on for the better part of a month.

And then I did it without even asking her.

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“Thursday. I just booked a flight.”

“What? OMG. We didn’t agree to this. That’s Thursday?”, she objected.

“Yup. Till Sunday.”, I casually replied.

“I can’t believe you didn’t consult me.”, she quipped.

With a devil-may-care attitude I countered, “Whatever works on your end, those are the days I’ll be there.”

“What if I can’t get off work? What if I can’t see you at all?”, and another barrage of concerns.

“Then I’ll have a nice, solo tour of your city.”, the snarkiest come-back I could muster in the moment.

For all her perceived objections, I knew for a fact that she would make time for me. For weeks we did nothing but talk about fucking each other senseless. She wanted it as much as I did even if her words tried to suggest otherwise.

It felt like forever for that Thursday to arrive, but it finally did. I landed in her city and made my way to the hotel, took a quick shower to wash off all the stale, recirculated airplane air and then gave her a call. She had a long day, but after a quick break she changed in her office, packed up her bag and made her way over to my hotel.

“I’m still changing and then driving down and coming up to the elevator to your room and climbing on top of you and begging you to take me, eagerly waiting in anticipation for you to completely destroy these so I never have to see them again.”, is what she wrote in the caption of the pic she sent.

I stared at the pic with delight. Lacy, leopard-print panties laying on top of a weekend bag.

Forty minutes later when she knocked on the hotel room door, I did exactly; I completely destroyed them.

I knew what she looked like, but I didn’t know what to expect, this was the first time we’d ever met. The door swung open, revealing her in what felt like slow-motion, piece by piece; the handles of a weekender bag, the sharp cuffs of a blazer, then the collar of a white blouse and the edges of black-framed glasses. I looked her up and down entirely for a moment.

She was professional, like someone you would sit across from at a business meeting with a Fortune 500 corporation. A silky, off-white blouse covered by a black fitted blazer, black fitted pants and black heels. Her long, brown hair was down, pinned on top with bobby pins. Black-framed glasses gave her an educated office woman vibe. It must have taken her hours to get ready she was so put together.

It took me less than 5 minutes to destroy her outfit.

“Hi!”, she said with a smile.

I grabbed her hand and pulled her into the room quickly, “Come in here.”

Her bag fell into the doorway of the adjacent bathroom as I reached past her and nudged the door shut. Pushing her up against the door without a single word, my lips pressed against hers. She let out a soft moan and reciprocated earnestly. From there it was a whirlwind, my hands felt all over her body, her calf wrapped around the back of my legs, her hands ran up the back of my shirt, clawing and teasing me with her freshly manicured nails. My left hand brushed up against her tits and she moaned as I pulled at her blouse, kissing the bare skin of her chest. She smelled amazing as I worked my mouth up her chest to her neck and behind her ears, all while groping and squeezing her tits through the silky blouse.

I stepped back and looked at her for a brief moment, grabbed either side of the blouse just below the collar and with a sharp jerk, tore it open with my bare hands, revealing the top half of her cleavage fully. Buttons went flying across the entry way, hitting the tiled floor in a cascading, almost musical, rhythm. She gasped loudly and her entire body trembled. I pulled up the remaining fabric that was tucked into her black dress pants and tore the rest of her blouse open. What buttons were left on the blouse were now on the tiled floor.

Her black bra was exposed and I took to her breasts immediately, licking and sucking the tops of them. I fondled one in my hand while my tongue ran across the other. My hand pulled down her bra just enough to expose her rock hard nipples, which I took in my mouth. Biting them gently with my teeth, I sucked her both tits equally. The fingers of my left hand slid into the front of her bra on one side as did my right hand on the other side.

And then I tore her black bra clean in half with one violent motion.

The seam under the front of the bra made a loud tearing sound, her entire body shook as her full, double D tits fell bare, now completely exposed. No time was wasted cupping her entire breast from below, guiding her hard nipple back into my mouth while she quivered against the door. I gave her other breast the same attention afterwards. My hands found their way in between her thighs, feeling how wetness had soaked through her dress pants.

My mouth wandered down her stomach to the top of her pants as she stood trapped against the hotel door. I took my time getting there, kissing all over her back and forth as I made my way there. Her dress pants were held together only by a small, metal clasp and a thin zipper. I didn’t even bother to unhook the clasp; both hands slid inside her waistband and ripped her dress pants down to her crotch. She trembled again as I saw the very panties she had sent me a picture of just earlier that evening. I ripped again and they tore down the seam on one side of her inner thigh. We made out more as I rubbed against her newly exposed skin. My thumb found the top of her panties as we kissed against the door, working its down to her clit as I rubbed through her leopard-print panties.

Backing up into the hotel room, I brought her along though our lips never parted. I turned her back to the king bed, put both of my hands on her shoulders and shoved her hard onto the bed. She landed splayed out so I grabbed her waistband again and tore it twice more roughly. She shuddered again in succession. Climbing up on top and mounting her like something out of an MMA cage match, with one hand I pinned both hers above her head as my other teased up and down her arm while I kissed her. Lips, nipples, neck, I went back and forth for awhile enjoying all of her exposed skin. I let her hands go free and then I felt them all over my backside. She would start over my ass squeezing it with both hands, then run them up my back and under my button shirt, her pink nails just lightly gliding over my skin. It sent tingles down my spine.

I climbed in between her legs and pet her leopard-print panties, teasing her clit with my thumb occasionally. I lowered my mouth in between her thighs and teased her just as hard, flick her clit through her panties with my tongue but then backing off and running it up her inner thigh. Making her squirm underneath me was thrilling. I was taking my time on her and she approved with her soft moaning, squirming all the while.

Standing up off the bed, I grabbed her dress pants where the rip had left off. The front of her panties were entirely exposed and the seam of her pants were ripped half way down her inner thigh. I held her pant-leg at the seam with my left hand and with my right hand I yanked back as hard as I could. It only took two pulls before her dress pants were ripped completely in half. She continued shaking after each successive rip.

Her professional business attire was now in tattered ruins, her exposed breasts partially hugged by whatever was left of her bra and blouse. The leopard-print panties fully visible now that her dress pants had been ripped in half. I paused to admire my handiwork before continuing to explore her.

Laying my entire weight in between her spread legs, there was no more pants fabric left to stop me from spreading her legs all the way open. I teased her body with my mouth and my fingertips, just like she had a few minutes ago. I ran them up her bare thighs, pulling what was left of her pants down below her knees. I sucked her tits more, while teasing her body with curious hands. I could feel her legs wrap around me as she squirmed. Her ankles rubbed the back of my calves as she tried to pull me in against her.

I sat up and brushed my hand across her panties one last time. One finger slid in behind the top of her lacy panties and pulled forward until my finger poked through the lace from the backside. My left hand came up to meet it and in a familiar fashion, I ripped her panties straight down the middle. Another rip with both hands at the crotch and all that was left of them was wrapped around her waist. Her wet, throbbing pussy was now fully accessible and in one motion I grabbed both her thighs under her knees, pinned her spread open on her back and lowered my mouth to start licking her there with a salivating tongue.

She was soaking wet already, I started at her clit with my tongue but then spread her open with a hand as the other hand held her leg pinned to her chest. Dropping to my knees, I pulled her by the hips towards the edge of the bed. Two fingers slid inside her effortlessly. My thumb quickly found her clit and I began finger fucking her.

She started screaming immediately.

My fingers slammed into her as I braced my thumb against her clit. She grabbed wildly for pillows, the sheets, anything to cover her mouth from the loud screams she was making. I obliged her by climbing back on the bed and shoving three of my fingers all the way knuckles deep into her mouth as I finger fucked her. She sucked them hard in between muffled screaming. I took my time on her, switching between my tongue and my thumb on her clit but my two fingers never left her dripping, wet pussy. As my tongue and fingers worked her pussy, she pawed at the top of my head, eventually managing to get a handful of my hair in one hand. She pulled my face harder into her pussy, squirming while I kept her pinned down and spread open.

The harder I would ram her pussy, the more she would squirm so I had to hold her down. At some point my fingers came out of her mouth and I was using both hands on her pussy, one hand was rubbing her clit furiously back and forth as the other was sliding fingers in and out of her. Her pussy clenched up so tightly around my fingers I though she was cutting off the circulation to them. I continued to ram my fingers in her as my thumb slid up against her clit with each stroke. The more she screamed, the harder I slammed them in her.

I don’t know how many times she came but eventually I eased up and brought her off the bed to her knees. Her hands undid my leather belt as I gazed at her perfectly manicured nails, then unzipped pants fell to my knees. Her hand went straight for my balls, pulling them up while she licked them with her tongue, stroking me at the same time. She went back and forth from my cock and my balls, licking the shaft as I reached down and grabbed at her tits.

This professional working woman who not but 20 minutes ago showed up at my doorstep dressed like she had just come out of a multi-million dollar merger and acquisition meeting, was now on her knees in front me, clothes torn to shreds with my hard cock in her wet mouth. She looked up at me and stuck her tongue out begging for cock in her mouth and I loved every second.

I slapped my cock against it and then her face.

“Spit on it.”, I demanded.

She did exactly as she was told then stroked the shaft, spreading her wetness evenly all over my cock. My hand reached back behind her head and grabbed a handful of that long hair indiscriminately, guiding her mouth back down on the shaft of my cock as I continued to fuck her mouth until she choked.

Soon after I pushed her against the foot of the bed and laid my cock in between her tits. She knew what I wanted and squeezed her tits together around my cock. I spit on the head of my cock and began sliding my cock in between her beautiful, double D tits. She held them together and would lick the head of my cock every time it reached her mouth. Had I kept going I would have exploded all over her face, I hadn’t cum in six days. But I had other plans for that load.

Leading her over to the couch, I sat down to pull her right on top of me. She followed in perfect step, one thigh, then the other straddling my lap as she scooted forward on top of me. A moment later she had slid me inside her and started riding me hard as she held on to the back of the couch. I sucked and squeezed her tits while she bucked her hips into me. Watching her full tits bounce up and down while I tried to grab them, listening to her moan with every stroke, I couldn’t last that long.

“If you keep going like that, I’m going to cum inside you.”, I managed to make out while she was going hard.

“It’s OK, I want you to…”, as she slowed down but then resumed sliding up and down hard against me just like she had been.

She had already pushed me over the edge. I grabbed her hips and held her still, letting it build up a little bit more, my cock aching for release and then I exploded inside her. I felt my cum pouring out over the head of my cock, dripping down in between the walls of her pussy and my cock. She kept pumping until couldn’t stand it anymore and pushed her up off my cock. I put my fingers back into her pussy to feel the hot cum inside her. After I pulled them out, she grabbed the shaft to lower herself back down onto a still-hard cock and managed a few more pumps.

She climbed off with what cum was left inside her and I laid her out on the couch, sliding two fingers back inside her again. By the time I was up for round two, her legs were shaking from my mouth and fingers working her pussy and clit. We pulled off whatever clothing was left on our bodies and after riding me again for a bit, we took it back to the king bed.

We switched positions a lot. I pounded her missionary, she rode me while I watched her rub a sensitive and swollen clit. While I squeezed both her tits hard, pulling on her nipples in between my thumb and fingers, she rubbed her clit on top until she came all over us and then collapsed. I could feel her still pulsing around the head of my cock as she rested there. I didn’t let her pull me out, this cock was still hard and needed more of her pussy.

After a few moments, I pushed her chest up, wrapped my hands around her neck squeezing firmly as she started bucking her hips into me again. This time she tilted her hips forward to grind her clit against my mound while I choked her so she couldn’t scream. She kept riding until I needed to be in control again.

Eventually I ended up back on top with her knees pinned to her chest, slamming her with my cock until she begged and begged me to cum inside her again. So I did, unloading in her a second time, while she screamed and clawed at my shoulders with her nails.

After a break, we climbed in bed under the covers and cuddled for a while. Then more of everything. We fucked again and again until we passed out around 2 A.M. the next morning. And that was just the first night of three, she had brought a whole bag of goodies with her, including the Lovense Lush toy that started it all…

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(part two?)

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