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My Work Trip Turned Filthy After My Co-Worker Saw All My Toys

I threw my little collection of vibes, dildo and butt plug in his face and spent the night stuffing them in all the holes, fantasizing about his cock.

The hotel bar was noisy with that corporate laughter that never comes out until after the third round of overpriced drinks.

I was on my fourth vodka soda, the ice had all melted and the buzz was warming my skin and loosening the tight knot that had been in my chest since the plane landed yesterday.

This was supposed to be a three day work trip to Chicago, but all I could think about right now was how my body was humming.

I was about to ovulate — the deep, heavy pain in my lower abdomen that caused my pussy to be constantly wet and my nipples to rub against my bra like it was alive.

I’d packed smart.

Or so I thought.

The thrusting vibrator, the egg that could pulse deep inside me, and the thick black butt plug were all stuffed at the bottom of my suitcase, so that if TSA got too curious, they wouldn't see them.

I didn't feel like it for some random to fuck me raw at my peak fertility.

I was doing what I was supposed to do.

Responsible and horny as hell.

Kenzo Bryant had been sitting next to me at the bar for the last hour.

He was from the logistics team, dressed sharp, didn't talk much in meetings, but was funny in that dry way that sneaks up on you.

Tall, broad through the shoulders, dark haired, with a jaw that moved when he smiled.

We were discussing the nightmare vendor contract we were both having, and then we started talking — how hotel beds always suck, how he hated flying, how I missed my shower pressure.

The rest of the group had slowly trickled off to their rooms, but Kenzo said he would walk me back as our rooms were on the same floor.

Big mistake.

We continued to chat in the elevator, cracking jokes about our boss's bad jokes.

He had to let me in after a few seconds, still buzzing from the drinks, and I had to fumble with the keycard to let him in, and get the new slides I needed for tomorrow's presentation, which were on a USB drive.

I said, “It'll just take a minute,” and I opened the door.

The room was lit only by the light of the lamp I had left by my bed.

I left my suitcase open on the rack, like a moron.

I did, I talked over my shoulder about the contract numbers as I was looking for my laptop case.

I put the shirt on top to put aside.

Everything spilled out.

The thick, realistic silicone cock with the strong suction base rolled across the clothes, the thrusting vibrator.

The shiny black remote egg and the fat butt plug with the jeweled base were fucking proof.

I had brought a little lacy orange thong for “emergencies” and it was right on top of the pile.

I froze for a second, then panicked, if I put more clothes over what he saw, it would be gone.

My face burned beet red.

I could feel the heat trickling down my neck.

Kenzo let out a low, surprised laugh.

Not mean.

Pure shock, darker undertone.

“Well… damn, Briana.”

I couldn't even look at him.

Oh my god, forget about that, I'm sorry, I was trying to be responsible and pack stuff, not do something stupid this week.

He didn’t say anything else about it.

I finally located it, she thanked me and went for the door.

But the laugh, and the additional beat his eyes had given me, stayed with me after he left.

The door shut with a click and I was left alone, my heart pounding, my pussy clenching so tight I could feel my pulse between my thighs.

I was nude in no time, kicking my dress and bra across the room.

The air conditioning touched my skin but it didn't cool the fire between my thighs.

I got on the large hotel bed, spread my legs apart and picked up the toys I had just happened to flash at my co-worker.

My pussy was already wet.

My inner thighs were wet with strings of wetness as I ran two fingers up my slit.

I was swollen, puffy, embarrassed and horny as all get out.

The mix was lethal.

I started with the egg that was the furthest away.

I slowly pushed it in my cunt, feeling my walls stretch and grip around the smooth toy.

Once it was deep, I turned it on low.

They were vibrating all the time, rubbing my g-spot and I was moaning loudly in the empty room.

My hips rolled on their own, grinding against nothing.

Next came the butt plug.

I quickly smeared it with the hotel lotion and pushed the thick head into my tight asshole.

I breathed through it, pushing it as far as the widest part of it was past my ring and deep.

When it was full, my cunt clenched around the egg.

I was now stuffed in both holes, panting.

Last but not least, the thrusting vibrator.

I didn’t even tease myself.

I lined up the fat, realistic head and pushed it in my dripping pussy in one big, hungry push.

The toy started to thrust automatically, fucking me with deep, mechanical thrusts, and the egg buzzed and the plug stretched my ass.

I closed my eyes and whispered to myself, “Fuck… Kenzo saw all my toys”, again picturing his face.

That low laugh.

How my orange thong and the thick dildo had caught his eye.

I saw him standing there watching me, rather than leaving.

I thrusted myself with the toy, rubbing my swollen clit with one hand in quick circles.

It was a dirty mix, my puss getting fucked by the vibrator, the egg vibrating deep, and the plug making it tighter.

Each thrust, juices were squirted out around the toy, soaking the sheets.

I came the first time quick and rough, arching my back off the bed, moaning his name without any intention.

My pussy was jamming the cock like it was real, and it was.

But I didn’t stop.

I kept the toys going, riding the aftershocks into another building orgasm.

The moment kept playing in my mind.

Kenzo's laugh had sounded a little rough.

How he had been looking at my spread toys as if he wanted to see them in action.

I imagined him still in the room, sitting in the chair across from the bed, cock out, stroking slow while he watched me stuff all three toys inside my greedy holes.

“Did you like to see my sluts, you bitch?” I moaned out loud, fucking myself faster.

“You enjoyed looking at that little orange thong that barely covers my pussy.”

The fantasy pushed me over again.

The second time I came harder, thighs shaking, squirting messily around the thrusting vibrator.

I clenched my asshole around the plug, it hurt.

I continued rubbing my clit through it, pulling it out until I was gasping and whimpering.

I didn't stop there.

I tried all the toys in all the combinations for the next hour.

I was on the thrusting dildo cowgirl on the bed, bouncing my ass, thinking of Kenzo's thick cock.

I placed the remote egg on high and pressed my clit against it, while the plug remained in my ass.

I even recorded a video of myself with my legs spread obscenely and toys working my holes, and I thought about sending it to him, but I never would.

When I finally collapsed, I was a sweating, shaking wreck.

The sheets were soaked with cum and squirt under me.

My pussy was still puffy and red, and it was still twitching.

The toys were shiny and next to me.

I was lying there, naked, panting, with a dirty smile on my face, looking at the ceiling.

The embarrassment of the past had become hotter.

Knowing Kenzo had seen my secret toys, my lacy thong, my filthy little collection… it made me feel exposed in the best way.

We will have meetings together tomorrow morning.

I will have to sit across from him and be normal while my pussy is still tender from fucking myself thinking about him.

Just thinking about it got me reaching for the toys again.

I’m not done yet.

I pushed the thrusting vibrator back into my drenched pussy, set it to low and shut my eyes.

This work trip has become a lot more interesting.

But my greedy holes were far from done.

THE END