Business Trip Encounter
Posted: Wed Dec 03, 2025 9:33 pm
I used to travel a lot for work, and I would often look at the NSFW sub-reddits for the local area. I’m married so it was never for hook ups or anything, I just got a rush out of knowing these people were nearby. One week I was in the Pacific Northwest, and I saw a post from a guy who hide a pair of his wife’s panties in a park and was asking if anyone would cum on them.
It was such a fun sounding, voyeuristic challenge that I couldn’t get it out of my head. I looked up the park and it wasn’t far from my hotel. So, the next morning I went out at like 5 AM, for “a jog” and made my way over to where he said you could find them.
The park was quiet in the early hours. I poked around near some bushes until I spotted a small plastic bag tucked under some brush. I glanced around, half-expecting someone to be watching, then slipped the bag into my pocket and briskly made my way back toward the hotel.
I was hard as a rock all the way back to my room. The second the door closed behind me I yanked off my shorts and nearly blew my load right there as I opened the bag. I took a deep breath to steady myself, then reached into the bag. My cock was leaking pre-cum as I felt the satin-smoothness combined with the lingering scent of arousal and perfume on them.
Without any further hesitation, I slipped them over my dick, I started jerking off, moaning in pure pleasure as my pre-cum continued to trickle out into the panties. I came hard and fast, my body shaking, until every last drop soaked into them.
I pulled the wet panties off my cock and slipped them back into the bag. I cleaned myself up and got dressed for work, trying to focus on my day. But to no eval, I ended up dropping a second load on them, and was 30 minutes late with meeting my client.
For the rest of the day, I found it impossible to focus on anything else but those panties waiting for me back at the hotel.
I managed to push through the day as best I could, counting down the hours until I could escape this torture and return to the comfort of my hotel room. The moment I finished up, I grabbed my bag and raced back to the hotel, practically sprinting towards my room.
As soon as I was alone inside, I tore open the bag and pulled out those sacred garments once again. This time, I ripped them off my pants and pressed them against my aching cock, moaning like a deprived animal finally set free. They were still damp from this morning, but that just added to the excitement for me.
I fucked myself with these panties until my body was wracked by another powerful orgasm, this time spilling even more of my cum onto the already soaked fabric.
Exhausted but satisfied, I finally pulled myself away from the panties and cleaned myself up before getting dressed. With one last lingering glance at the stained panties still spread out on the bedside table, I sealed everything back into the bag, walked it back to the park under the cover of darkness, and tucked it exactly where I’d found it.
Let me know if you’d like to hear what happened next…
It was such a fun sounding, voyeuristic challenge that I couldn’t get it out of my head. I looked up the park and it wasn’t far from my hotel. So, the next morning I went out at like 5 AM, for “a jog” and made my way over to where he said you could find them.
The park was quiet in the early hours. I poked around near some bushes until I spotted a small plastic bag tucked under some brush. I glanced around, half-expecting someone to be watching, then slipped the bag into my pocket and briskly made my way back toward the hotel.
I was hard as a rock all the way back to my room. The second the door closed behind me I yanked off my shorts and nearly blew my load right there as I opened the bag. I took a deep breath to steady myself, then reached into the bag. My cock was leaking pre-cum as I felt the satin-smoothness combined with the lingering scent of arousal and perfume on them.
Without any further hesitation, I slipped them over my dick, I started jerking off, moaning in pure pleasure as my pre-cum continued to trickle out into the panties. I came hard and fast, my body shaking, until every last drop soaked into them.
I pulled the wet panties off my cock and slipped them back into the bag. I cleaned myself up and got dressed for work, trying to focus on my day. But to no eval, I ended up dropping a second load on them, and was 30 minutes late with meeting my client.
For the rest of the day, I found it impossible to focus on anything else but those panties waiting for me back at the hotel.
I managed to push through the day as best I could, counting down the hours until I could escape this torture and return to the comfort of my hotel room. The moment I finished up, I grabbed my bag and raced back to the hotel, practically sprinting towards my room.
As soon as I was alone inside, I tore open the bag and pulled out those sacred garments once again. This time, I ripped them off my pants and pressed them against my aching cock, moaning like a deprived animal finally set free. They were still damp from this morning, but that just added to the excitement for me.
I fucked myself with these panties until my body was wracked by another powerful orgasm, this time spilling even more of my cum onto the already soaked fabric.
Exhausted but satisfied, I finally pulled myself away from the panties and cleaned myself up before getting dressed. With one last lingering glance at the stained panties still spread out on the bedside table, I sealed everything back into the bag, walked it back to the park under the cover of darkness, and tucked it exactly where I’d found it.
Let me know if you’d like to hear what happened next…