[FM] Hotel Fuck with my Phone Sex Friend

*This is a continuation from my first post about the time I broke my own rule, and [met a stranger from a phone sex line ](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/g8m1az/fm_meeting_a_stranger_from_a_phone_sex_line/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)*

After the incident behind the church, my new filthy phone fuck friend and I engaged in days of pure torture. Dirty texts, naughty pictures, and explicit phone and video chats. He even popped by my work to meet me for lunch one day, where he teased me with kisses and hidden gropes.

Both of us had roommates at the time, which made finding evenings where were alone an impossible task. But neither of us could hardly wait to get together again. As much as I *loved* the thrill of public play, we both needed the privacy to really explore. One night, in the middle of an debauchers phone session, he blurted *”Let’s get a room and fuck!”* I laughed it off but he continued to circle back to it. *”We would have all night without any interruptions. Not to mention, a big hotel bed to take advantage of!”* The offer was too tempting to refuse. We spent the remainder of the night trying to find a cheap hotel deal for the next time we both had a free evening. Luckily that was only two days away. Within seconds, he booked it!
Aroused by the anticipation, we agreed that neither of us could come until we met up. I was already aching.

Needless to say the next 48 hours were complete agony. But of course, neither of us decided to make it easier on the other. We continued to share our filthy thoughts over text and phone, unable to touch ourselves into release. I couldn’t wait to ravage this man’s body.

The day finally came! I was distracted at work and giddy with excitement…counting down the hours I could see him. I rushed home and changed into a sweet summer dress, my favourite bra and panties, and grabbed a bottle of wine for us to help lighten the mood. During the transit ride over I could feel my pussy tingle with urgency. I hadn’t cum in two days, and needed his body to help me.

He was already waiting in the lobby. A mischievous grin and warm hug greeted me upon my arrival. We made our way into the elevator along with other hotel guests. All I wanted to do was drop to my knees right there, but I had to be patient. Instead I stood right in front of him and casually pressed my body against his. I felt his cock poke my back. He leaned down and whispered, *”You’re such a tease”*

*Ding!* we arrived at our floor! Practically running down the hall we made it too our room. His hand was shaking as he fumbled to get the key card in the slot to open the door.
Before I could finish placing the wine down he had me up against the wall. His tall frame towered over me, the rise and fall of his chest at my eye level, his breath now a growl. He had so much desire in his eyes. I was done for.

Without speaking a single word he reached between my legs, cupping my mound with his strong hands. His fingers teased over my obviously wet panties. I closed my eyes in bliss. He wasted no time. Soon he slide the wet gusset to the side exposing my swollen lips. His fingers danced on my needy pussy, fast and hard. It felt incredible and he could certainly tell. *”Mmm fuck you’re so wet”* he moaned. In one swift motion his hand curled and he plunged two fingers inside my hungry hole, crashing his palm against my clit. Fuck! He was blasting me so hard my body slammed against the wall. He refused to show me any mercy as he was determined.

I felt my body tense up as he finger fucked me. *”You can cum, it won’t be the last time tonight”* with that I let go, gripping his chest for balance as my legs became weak. Juices spilling out of me onto his hand. He continued his pace until my knees buckled. I cried out in pleasure. If *this* was how we started, we were in for an incredible night.

Once I caught my breath he pulled me in for a deep passionate kiss. I reached for the bulge in his jeans but, much like I did to him the first night we met, he batted my hand away. *”Let’s have some of this wine first.”*

I made my way towards the bed, kicked off my shoes and turned on the tv for a little background noise. My pussy still swollen from his expert fingers. I studied his body as he poured out two glasses of wine. Dark jeans, black boots, a deep grey button down tucked with the sleeves rolled up, exposing those delicious forearms. *girls, you know what I’m talking about*

He joined me on the bed where we discussed our day. Playfully touching each other while drinking our wine, stealing glances and kisses. I couldn’t wait any longer, I needed to feel more of him. I put my glass down and motioned for him to do the same. He knew what I wanted and I was going to fucking take it. I crawled towards him and wrapped my legs around his waist, making sure to position to position my pussy directly on the tent in his jeans. He felt good pressed against me even with layers or clothing in the way. I rocked back and forth over him, running my fingers down his chest. He bit his lip as he watched me work his body. His hands underneath my dress caressing my thighs. I learned in and unbuttoned his shirt *”That cock is mine tonight”* I whispered.

He reached for his back pocket and pulled out a condom, smile on his face. *”I hope you brought more than one!”* he laughed and pointed to his backpack. Perfect, he came prepared. I pulled him up with me as off his body. We hurriedly began to undress each other. Clothes dropping to the floor. I stopped to drink him in. He had that dad bod I loved so much. Pulled me back in for another long passionate kiss. I couldn’t take it anymore.

I placed my hand on his chest and guided him back down on the bed to lay down. The head of his cock was glistening in precum just begging to be fucked. I unwrapped the condom and rolled it down his shaft. He felt amazing in my hand. *”You don’t waste any time! Mmmm you slut!”*

I lowered my hungry pussy over his cock, using my hand to guide his mushroom towards my lips. I gasped as I pushed him further into me. Inch by inch he felt incredible sinking inside my
Warm cunt completely. My hands gripped his chest while I was immersed in the feeling of his girth stretching my insides. Lifting my hips I bounced up and down on his on his shaft. The look on his face was of pure bliss: head tilted back, eyes rolled. Hitting that spot, I moaned his name loudly *”Your cock feels so good baby. I love it”*

He vigorously bucked his hips into me. Both of our bodies moving wildly in sync on the king sized bed. I felt his hand grip my breasts, his tongue rolling over my nipples that hovered over his face. This only made me spring my body faster and harder, clamping the walls of my cunt down in him.

I could feel his dick impale me as I slammed my weight onto him. Placing his hand on my hips he eased my body on him. His legs tensing up with each thrust. I arched my back and rolled my hips harder, Giving him a view of my breasts while my cunt devoured his cock. I felt his fingers inch their way to my clit. Fuck. The sensation drove me wild as he rubbed my button with purpose. My pussy contracting on him, pulsing with pleasure. I felt close.

He must have sensed that and flipped me off of him on my stomach. *”I’m going to own that pretty pink hole”* he growled in my ear, as he slide the entire length of his meaty pole into me me from behind. His legs wrapped around mine, making my dripping entrance even tighter. Each thrust bumping against my gspot and spinning me into a frenzy *”Fuck me harder you filthy son of a bitch”* I screamed! I squeezed my cunt around him, milking his gorgeous cock as be ploughed me.

The bed was rocking hard, squeaking and violently slamming against the wall, we were positive people next door could hear us. He grabbed a fist full of my hair for leverage and he sunk into me deeper and deeper, absolutely destroying my aching cunt. I could hear his his breath change, the grunts shorter and quicker. He was close…and so was I. *”Use my filthy cunt!! Make it your personal fuck toy!”*

That sent him over the edge as he announced he was ready. I could feel his balls tighten, his load shooting into the condom, dick pulsing inside me. His moans were fucking phenomenal that I was completely lost in his sounds, forgetting to let myself release. He caught his breath and pulled out, forced me onto my back and spread my legs. *”I’m going to finish you off with my mouth”* Oh my god.

It would take much! Within mere minutes of his face buried between my legs, my body tensed up in ecstasy. *”I’m cumming!”* I cried as he lapped up my juices like a thirsty dog. Quivering on the bed, he didn’t stop…he continued to flick his tongue over my sensitive clit even after I came. To the point where I had to physically force his mouth off of me.

We collapsed onto each other’s arms to try and catch our breath. *”I’ll be ready for round two before you know it,”* he whispered in my ear with pride. So would I.

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