One time, me and my GF were so turned on. We'd been out drinking and we were falling back in the door, feeling each other up and clumsily kissing.

When we got into the hallway she started to strip and released her big boobs. We made it into the living room and she knelt on the floor. We hadn't even switched the lights on, but the light was flooding in from the street lamps and slightly illuminating us. She was on all fours with her boobs hanging down. Her leggings were at her ankles, their path off blocked by her chunky Doc Martin boots. She'd impatiently given up. Her grey cotton panties were still on, as she knelt expectantly, her bum sticking out.

In the dim light I could see a dark patch of wetness on the material at her crotch. Something took me over. From behind her, peeled the gusset that was pressed against her pussy away from her and yanked it firmly. Her knickers ripped, tearing cleanly at seam underneath. Her pussy was exposed and what was left of her panties was hanging loosely around her waist. Now useless material that once contained her wet cunt. She wasn't on contraception, but it was the end of the month and I was allowed to enter her needy pussy raw.

I fucked her harder than I ever have that night. Ripping her panties seemed to unlock something in her. She rocked and pushed back so hard on me, as I rammed her. She was very much in the zone and her pussy was drenched with arousal. She asked me to cum in her as I leaned into her sweaty back and held her full, swinging tits. It was such a nice release as I filled her up and grunted something in her ear about her being a good girl.