Ho Ho Ho-tel Holiday Fun

If you have read any of my other stories, you know that my husband of 8 years and I enjoy the company of others when presented with an opportunity.  A few weeks ago, one presented itself. 

A landmark skyscraper in our home city recently underwent a transformation.  Part of that was the addition of a boutique hotel.  My hubby surprised me with a weekend in said hotel just to get out of the house for a few days.  Something about a hotel just puts me into a horny orbit! 

The morning of our departure, we were still at home.  He got up earlier than me and was downstairs to enjoy a cup of coffee.  I was still in bed and had a raging case of morning wood.  I reached down between my legs to caress my engorged dong and rub my aching balls.  I love a musky crotch, and since I had not showered yet, got a real nose full of fragrance when brought my fingers to my face.  Fuck!  I got out of bed, and like a compass pointing due north, my cock led me down to say good morning.  He looked up and smiled as I asked, “Do my balls stink?”  I walked over and planted my crotch against his face.  He nuzzled his nose between my sac and thigh and replied “Fuck yea they do!”  He slipped off his lounge pants and began to play with his swelling member and he began to lick me like a lollipop.  I immediately pulled away and softly said, “We are going to save that for later.” 

He was frustrated, but had no idea why I was resisting his advances. Soon enough, the answer would be revealed.  I found out about the weekend away a few weeks before.  To surprise him, I had secretly reach out to his favorite fuck bud and his husband to cum surprise him that night.  Bob and Mitchell are both in their mid-50s, toned, and love to visit us.

Bob is a total top.  Mitchell is a total bottom.  It works out well since I am a top and my hubby, Brad, is also welcoming bottom.   They live downtown, so the plan was for me to text them as we were leaving dinner.  They were to arrive at our hotel room door with their pants open and their manhood out to greet him when Brad opened the door. 

Before dinner, Brad was feeling frisky after his shower, and wanted an appetizer before dinner.  I told him we needed to wait.   I wanted him to think about the 2 of us all throughout the meal and be totally horned for my cock when we got back to the room. Can you say “sexual frustration???”  Ha!

We returned to the room and he stripped down faster than I’ve ever seen him strip before.  He was caressing his cock and balls and tweaking his aroused nipples.  Sadly, a room key card was needed to access the room floors.  I got a text from Bob and Mitchell who were in the lobby.  I got it!  I hid my glasses behind the lamp, told Brad that I must have left them in the restaurant, and said I’d be right back.  In my tented trousers, I proceeded to the lobby.   I told Brad to get into bed and I’d be right back. 

A few minutes later, I opened the door to find him on the bed stroking his dong.  A huge, sexual smile came across his face.  I knew what he wanted.  Then, I opened the door further and announced Bob and Mitchell’s arrival.  I pulled off the surprise!  He jumped out of bed wearing only a boner and cock ring. 

We all began kissing and touching as Bob, Mitchell, and I hurriedly got undressed.  There were pants and socks and underwear all over the place.  We all proceeded to the bed and continued to make out and play. As they all continued to make out on the bed, I lined them all of on their hands and knees and began to work their holes with my mouth.  Licking.  Kissing.  Sucking.  I love eating a hot, sexy shitter and here I was with 3 at my disposal.  After a few minutes of alternating among them, I got up to kiss my husband with the same mouth that only moments before had been between 3 guys’ furry cheeks.

Time to pair off - Bob and Brad; Mitchell and me.  Bob and I, the tops, laid down side by side while the husbands straddled us.  Bob and I continued to make out lying next to each other as did Brad and Mitchell.  Suddenly, Bob stops kissing me and exclaims, “May I fuck your husband?”  I replied, “Only if I can get inside of your man’s hole too.”  I took a quick break from Mitchell to roll a condom onto Bob’s dong and lube up my husband’s eager hole.  In one quick motion, Brad sat down on Bob going balls-deep in an instant. 

Mitchell and I enjoyed watching my husband bounce up and down on his husband for a few minutes before Mitchell dressed me for the party awaiting between his hairy globes.  The next thing I know, I’m deep inside of Mitchell. We all continued to furiously fuck and kiss and talk dirty to one another. 

I know my husband and could tell he was about to drain his cum tanks!  I was right.  His cock swelled up even more and he began to shoot his sac sauce all over Bob’s chest.  I looked up at Mitchell, and said, “Let’s add to the glorious mess on your husband’s chest.”  He dismounted my engorged dick, peeled the rubber off of me, and threw it onto Bob’s soiled chest.  Mitchell and I got on either side of Bob and continued to kiss each other as we masturbated ourselves and each other.  “Oh fucking hell.  I’m gonna shoot.”  Just as I said that, Mitchell and I both unloaded onto Bob.  Needless to say, he was covered in the semen of 3 horny men. 

I leaned down and began to lap it up as my man finally removed Bob’s deflated pole from his spent hole.  They cleaned up, passionately kissed us goodbye, got dressed, and left.  I was still hard and Brad’s hole was still loose, so……..that’s another story though.