So recently got back from a work trip where I had a suit all to myself. The walls were INCREDIBLY thin, as I could easily hear the people in the hallway and the surrounding rooms.

I took this into account at night; or tried to at least. Something about being in a fancy hotel all by myself away from home just made me so horny.

One night I was really feeling it. Dirty thoughts of hooking up with sexy coworkers floated through my mind; whenever my former fuck-buddy's posts popped up on insta, memories of being mouthfucked and riding cock flashed through my mind.

Before I knew it, I was massaging myself through my spandex panties. I could feel the perfect outline of my swollen clit through the thin fabric.

When I flipped over, face burried in my pillow, ass up and thighs spread, I let loose a little too much. My fingers were under my panties now, 3 of them massaging my clit, spreading my wetness around my plump labia.

I flicked my finger across my clit, imagining someone eating me out. As I got lost in the fantsy I forgot about the thin walls, my pillow doing little to stifle my moans.

Suddenly I hard a muffled voice gasp throigh the wall."Fuck, that's hot."

This made me freeze. I slowly sat up, wiping my hands on the sheets beside me. I pressed my ear to the wall behind the headboard and listened.

A deep voice was sighing in pleasure, their breath heavy. Then they paused. "Shit," I heard them curse.

I think they realized I'd stopped. But I didnt want them to.

Still close to the wall, I moaned, "Mmm, that's good baby."

A pause, and then the voice through wall continued with their own orchestra of pleasure. "Oh yeah, you like that? You like taking this dick?

Still facing the wall, perched with my knees on the mattress, my hand moved between my legs once more. The other began massaging my breast.

"Fuck yeah," I gasped, working my clit. "Mmm, just like that."

"Yeah, you love my hard cock," the deep voice responded. I could tell from their breathing their strokes were picking up speed.

Without thinking, I started to thrust against my hand. Groans of pleasure vibrated through the wall. My invisible partner echoed them back.

We kept going for...I dont know how long really. Eventually I ended up on my back, legs spread with knees pulled up to chest. One hand fingered my pussy while the other rubbed my clit up and down.

I think he moved closer to the wall at some point. I could hear his mattress squeaking, the headboard rhythmically thumping against the wall.

As i got closer to orgasm, I started whining: "Yes, baby, fuck me...fuck me just like that...yeah."

"Oh fuck, your pussy's so good."

"Yeah, fuck my pussy baby."

"Oh god."

"Yes, yes, yes!"

I came first, the fact that I had an audience only heightened the sensation.

I think my screams & moans are what drove him over the edge next door.

I heard him cum, seemingly hard. The knocking of the headboard now came in slower bursts. I imagined him thrusting his cock into his hands, warm cum splattering against the crisp white sheets.

Eventually we both seemed to come down from this kinky high.

As I placed a towel over the huge wet spot I'd created, I wondered--did this count as my first one night stand?