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The Honeymoon Suite

"A Role Playing Scenario Heats Up Quickly As Rick And I Celebrate Our 20th Wedding Anniversary"

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"Rick and I have enjoyed many a passionate night with others joining us in our fantasies. This is one of the more memorable ones and is the 8th published story in my true life series. I hope you enjoy, 'Like". and "Comment" below."

There I sat in my wedding dress, in a hotel lounge, on a cool southern winter's eve.

Rick sat next to me, handsome and commanding in his tuxedo.

Our niece Angela worked at this hotel. For our 20th wedding anniversary, she had taken the liberty of getting us the Honeymoon Suite, complete with a jacuzzi and a minibar, as an anniversary present. Instructions had been left with the staff to provide us with her discount for all amenities, including the restaurant and lounge. She wasn't working this evening, which provided us with an opportunity to relax and explore possibilities.

I suggested to Rick that we role-play it as our real wedding night, and he readily agreed. I had my wedding dress cleaned, and Rick rented a tuxedo for the occasion.

As we sat there, I noticed quite a selection of handsome men staying at the hotel. Many had found their way to the lounge for an evening drink, too bored to just stay in their room. It was only about 6:00 P.M., yet the place was filling up quickly. I whispered to Rick that this looked like a great place to find a willing participant to join us later for some intimate fun. Rick agreed.

As one of only a few females in the room, it didn't take long before quite a few men, a few drinks in, were directing their gaze to me. Of course, my wedding dress discouraged them, but I knew I could change that.

As we surveyed the room, I realized how easy it was to just sit and observe the guys. I could see which ones were handsome, which ones were boisterous, which ones were timid, and which ones were possible adventurous candidates to join us in a rendezvous.

It took about 20 minutes before I narrowed it down to a gentleman sitting on a barstool nearby. He was handsome, dressed casually, had a soft, easy laugh as he conversed with fellow patrons, and kept glancing my way.

I leaned close to Rick and told him I had found a possible candidate, pointing him out to Rick.

Rick chuckled. "I got to see you work this, Crystal. It's one thing if you were sitting here in a mini-skirt and a crop top. It's totally different when you are here, with your groom, wearing a wedding dress."

His words provided a challenge to me.

"Watch and learn the powers of female persuasion," I said.

The next time I saw the gentleman, who looked at me from the corner of my eye, I turned my gaze to him and held it, then smiled. He smiled and turned away, but soon turned back. I turned toward him, held his gaze, and smiled again. I heard him ask the bartender what Rick and I were drinking, and he got a round and headed our way.

I reached for Rick's hand and whispered, "I told you so."

"Congratulations, you two," he started. " I hope you don't mind if I buy the newly married couple a round of drinks. I'm Bill, and you are...?"

"Rick, and my bride, Crystal," Rick replied.

Bill shook Rick's hand, and I extended mine, holding his firmly as he looked into my eyes.

"Please join us," I said, still holding his hand and looking into his eyes.

"I hate to impose..." Bill started, still gazing at me.

"No imposition at all," Rick interrupted. "The evening is still early. We have a little time before we retire to our suite."

Bill joined us, and the talk was small and easy as we conversed over our supposed wedding that day, followed by mundane topics. Bill had a soft, easy disposition, and his gaze revealed a hunger he didn't know how to address towards a newly married bride.

After about 30 minutes, Bill excused himself to use the restroom. No doubt to adjust his bulging cock that was uncomfortably positioned and was trying to straighten out against the grain of the chair and his leg.

"What do you think, Rick? I'm ready to turn it up a little, then you can invite him back to the room for a drink."

"Seems like a good choice," Rick responded. You've come farther than I thought you would. I underestimated you."

I smiled at Rick, then turned my gaze to Bill as he returned to the table, letting my hand rest on his forearm.

"I need to get out of this dress into something more comfortable, babe," I said.

"Yeah, this tux is stuffy as can be. I'm ready to change myself," Rick replied. "You're good company, Bill. We have a minibar in the suite if you care to join us for a drink. We can then change into something comfortable and come back down."

"I really don't want to impose on newlyweds," Bill started.

"No imposition,” I softly said, with a gaze and a smile, my hand still on his forearm. "It's only about 7:00 P.M. We want to celebrate a little before we call it a night. You are good company and are welcome to join us for a private drink while we get rid of these stuffy clothes.

Bill relaxed, agreed, and we began to finish our drinks.

"Bill," a man standing nearby yelled.

"Charles," Bill jumped up and shook his hand.

Apparently, they had worked together years before. Charles had left, taking a position with another company in the same field, and they hadn't seen each other in nearly a year. Bill introduced us, and I learned from their short conversation that Bill had been divorced for about a year, and Charles for nearly five years. I was smiling, but my heart was dismayed by this intruder into our plans.

"Great seeing you, Bill. How about I buy a round of drinks for you and the newlyweds?"

No, I thought. Don't let him ruin this for me.

Rick and Bill looked at me, either seeking approval or a way out. I couldn't be sure. One thing I was sure of was that I was horny and wasn't going to let someone at a hotel bar keep these men away from me.

"Charlie", I cut in, "we were just about to go get a drink at our suite's mini-bar. These stuffy clothes have to go, and Rick and I have to put on something more comfortable. Why don't you join Rick, Bill, and me for a celebration drink? We can come back after that."

Rick glanced at me, and I smiled and winked at him.

"Sounds great to me," Charles replied, and the others nodded their approval.

Charles was handsome and rugged. I decided I would entice him to join us, rather than let him keep Bill from me.

We entered the elevator, and as the door closed, Rick pressed into me, cupped my breasts, and gave me a deep kiss. I kept my eyes open and kept eye contact with Charles and Bill. When Rick released his grip. I licked my lips and adjusted my top as we stepped off the elevator.

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When we entered our suite, which boasted one king-size bed, a living room with a small bar, a kitchenette, a bathroom, and a jacuzzi.

"Have a seat on the sofa, gentlemen. Rick,  pour us some drinks," I said as I sat down on the edge of the bed, my wedding gown flowing all around me.

Rick poured our preferred drinks and proposed a toast to his new bride.

We stood, toasted, and took a drink.

Rick reached over, took my drink, and set mine and his glasses on the coffee table. Turning to me, he quickly slid the satin wedding dress gown below my waist, exposing my breasts. He leaned in and pulled me into him as he gave me a deep, passionate kiss.

I returned the kiss in a sexy, erotic scene that I am sure was uncomfortable yet enjoyable for our gentlemen guests.

I glanced towards them as our lips separated. Their gaze met mine.

"Maybe we should go and leave you newlyweds alone," Bill said as he and Charles started to stand up.

"No," I replied as Rick stepped slightly to the side of me. "Please stay. We want you to stay."

Again, a look of confusion on their faces. I held out my hand and beckoned them towards me. They looked at Rick, who just smiled, put one hand around my waist, the other cupped a breast, and he kissed my neck and shoulders.

Bill was the first one to realize what was happening before him. He stepped forward and took a nipple into his lips. I smiled and let out a soft moan as I stretched a hand towards Charlie. Charlie got the hint and stepped towards me as well.

The men's hands explored my body, and I explored theirs, quite pleased with what I was discovering.

Rick lay me down on the bed, removing the last of the dress, while leaving the veil, garters, and stockings in place. He began kissing and rubbing me, betraying the hunger he was feeling for me at that time.

I glanced over and saw the men removing their clothes rather swiftly. Rick stood up and began removing his slow and steadily as he gazed at me.

My mind was racing, and I was so excited. My pussy was drenched, but I was looking for these boys to drench it even better.

Rick finished undressing, and the men stepped forward.

I grabbed Bill's cock with one hand, Charles' with another, looked Rick in the eye, smiled, licked my lips, then slowly lowered my mouth onto his cock as I began stroking the other guys' cocks. The sounds of their moans, my slurping, and the thought of being pleasured by more than one man sent shivers down my spine.

Rick soon exploded warm cum on my face and mouth. He quickly put me on all fours and lay down behind me, where his tongue found its way to my waiting pussy. Bill and Charles stood in front of me, and I alternated between sucking their cocks. Soon, Rick's tongue sent me over the edge, and waves of pleasure convulsed over my body. Bill and Charles tilted my head back as they too released their loads all over my face, mouth, and tits.

"Wow," said Charles, looking at me as I licked cum off my fingers. I smiled, winked, and kissed his cock. Rick suddenly grabbed me, rolled me on top of him, and pulled me forward to give me a kiss. My ass leaning forward gave the guys a perfect view of his cock sliding in and out deep in my pussy.

In a minute, Charles was behind me, spitting on my asshole and slowly working a finger in to loosen me up while telling me to relax. Rick stopped pumping while Charles did this, and soon I felt the head of his cock slowly enter my ass. Soon, he was pumping in and out freely, and Rick had resumed fucking me as well. Bill had positioned his cock near my face again, and I began sucking his cock as we all seemed to get in sync. This was me. This was what I loved. Airtight and in ecstasy.

Suddenly, a knock came at the door, and Rick told us, "Don't stop," as he yelled, "Come in."

Rick had ordered more drinks at the bar and requested they be sent to the room through room service. I do have a little exhibitionism in me, so I kept sucking and grinding away as the boys continued to pound me.

I presume that room service was accustomed to entering the honeymoon suite during intimate moments, as the scenario didn't seem to faze her. I could hear her setting drinks at the bar, and suddenly I began climaxing again as the boys pumped heavy loads in my ass, pussy, and mouth all at once.

I raised my head and let out a sexy moan as I orgasmed, then gave Rick a passionate kiss, thanking him for allowing me to be the center of attention.

She soon departed, and we spent the rest of the night rotating between the bed and the jacuzzi. Sometimes one or two of the guys would doze for a bit, while one or two of the others would pleasure my body. I would get a few moments' rest, only to be woken again for their needs.

Rick woke me one time and began slowly fucking me missionary style. He whispered in my ear, telling me how proud he was of me, how he hoped I enjoyed it, how horny it made him, and how much he loved me. I was drenched in cum, but he didn't care. He kissed me deeply as he grabbed my hips, thrust in deep, and we both climaxed together. I drifted off again, wrapped in Rick's arms, happy, smiling, and thinking how lucky I was.

What a memorable anniversary.


Postscript: After retiring from the military, Rick and I struggled to find the perfect place to meet open-minded friends. We tried Adult Web Sites, Lifestyle Clubs, and Lifestyle Resorts. Living in Rural USA, in the South, we had to be more discreet. In my group posts and forums, I have often mentioned how we went to a hotel lounge the evening before and found someone willing to indulge us in our fantasies. This night here was when we discovered how to always be able to find that special someone. No long chats, and no hanging around Lifestyle Clubs. Just pick whatever scenario we feel like playing that night and go to the hotel lounge about 30 miles away. Just wanted to add this in case someone is in a similar situation or needs an idea on where to start.

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