My girlfriend, Zoe, knew it turned me on to know she made others horny. I had mentioned this, more so in drunken texts than anything else. Of course, I didn't want her cheating, but whatever did happen, it would be an experience as a couple and both, hopefully, getting pleasure out of it.

It was more the thought of her pleasuring another cock, that got me going. A strange cock, so not someone we knew, or local to the area we lived in. A Gloryhole experience was the ultimate fantasy, but not really a possibility, as I can't say they are as well known in England it seems. Anyway, there was no rush for anything, so we carried on with our varied sex sessions as usual.

Until we had our first short trip away from home: two nights in a fairly remote part of Ireland, for my cousin's wedding. A chance to relax and drink plenty, as with all Irish weddings, in a nice plush hotel with a big shower and bed, so we could have some serious sex in the new surroundings.

We flew over on a Friday afternoon and, after getting acquainted with the hotel, it was straight out for something to eat and some warm-up drinks in a few of the town's pubs. It was her first Irish wedding, so I'd warned her that the drinking can become relentless, to take it easy as the rounds can flow and drinks get passed to you even when you haven't asked for another. That's what I love about them personally!

It was always the case that everyone said they would 'take it easy' the night before, but that was never the case, so a hopefully mild hangover was going to be the case in the morning. By midnight, we were back at the hotel bar for the accustomed 'one for the road' drink. But we'd already decided between us, both feeling horny of course, that an early exit was in order. It had been a long day, so it meant a 'quickie' was in order tonight before we got some much-needed rest in preparation for wedding festivities tomorrow.

The alarm went at half past eight. We had both managed to sleep through, which was a result, as a long day and night lay ahead. Breakfast was served until 10 am, so of course, we had some time to make use of the large shower.

She pulled me by the cock into the bathroom, flicking the shower on to get it to the optimum temperature. She was on her knees in a flash, working my head with her cute tongue and mouth. I could have quite easily cum from that, as she knows how to perfectly work that mouth, but she really needed cock inside her before breakfast. So, ushering her up, we stepped into the shower.

It was divine. She immediately leaned forward, holding the rail with one hand, head pressed lightly on the tiles, reaching back with the other for the hardness she needed. She had it, 'her cock' as she calls it. In one swift movement, I was balls deep inside her. Her fingers were straight to massaging her clit, she needed to cum and as fast as possible.

I got into a rhythm, the water direction meaning I was looking down, which of course I preferred. Seeing her pussy engulf all of me, I lightly rubbed her inviting asshole. A butt plug would have been our preference but we hadn't packed any sex toys, just a blindfold and arm ties to possibly be used tonight.

Her heavy breathing and moaning signified she was close. She slammed back onto my length, furiously rubbing herself and with my thumb in her rear, she came hard. Her hand moved to my tight balls, cupping and massaging them expertly, until I shuddered to a climax, filling her with my cum.

Now we set for the day ahead!

The wedding was done in the afternoon. After some food, speeches and steady(ish) drinking, we returned to the room to freshen up for the night ahead. She had her 'evening' dress laid out ready, along with the full stockings and suspenders attire to compliment the dress, which she knows drives me wild.

The night went on with the usual Irish craic, plenty of Guinness and shorts were being consumed. After a few hours, we took a few minutes out of the main room and were sitting by the reception. I was getting horny again, but there was no escaping early, it's not the done thing, so I wouldn't even suggest it.

My hand wandered up her leg during some tongue tennis, feeling her stocking top. I pulled away to kiss her neck, momentarily looking up and caught the lad behind reception, staring straight between her legs. He was around his early twenties and seemed to be on duty alone. Wondering if he was still getting an eyeful, I pulled her legs apart a bit more, giving him that perfect view.

I glanced back and he was indeed engrossed in the free show I was putting on, now all for his benefit. I hoped his cock was hard at the sight and would have continued, had we not suddenly been disturbed, so she pushed my hand away. Walking past on the way back to the main hall, I caught his eye and smiled. He coyly smiled back, and the seed of an idea was planted in my mind.

It was after 2 AM and the main hall had shut, but this didn't mean the drinking had ended. A separate bar was open to guests of the hotel and it was starting to fill up. We were both drunk, who wasn't, but not to the point of falling over, so I suggested one more in the side bar and then up to bed. I mentioned the blindfold and restraints upstairs, she was very keen on that idea.

Well, obviously, the last pint turned into three and another short. I told her we'll make a sneaky move after this one and went to the toilet which was by the reception.

On returning, I saw the lad who had been ogling her earlier. Feeling brave, in no doubt due to the drink, I made my way to the desk and asked him how he was and whether he enjoyed the view earlier. Surprising me, he confidently said he did indeed and said how lucky I was to have her. I agreed completely, then in a purely spontaneous act, I asked him for a pen and paper. Looking quizzical at me, I wrote down our room number and told him to give it at least half an hour, if he was interested in a closer look, he should come up.

He told me he was on the over-night shift, but did get a break shortly. He said he had to be careful, as fraternising with the guests was forbidden. I assured him if he kept his mouth shut, I would too. With that, I walked back to the bar.

As soon as I returned, I gave her a kiss and said let's go. We somehow managed to sneak off, avoiding any chances of another drink being offered.

As we walked past reception, he was no longer there. We headed for the lift and once inside immediately set about each other. Her hands were grabbing at my cock, mine at her breasts, our tongues entwined. The bing of the lift broke our concentration. We got through the door and she headed for the bathroom giving me time to put the door on the latch, switch the television on for some background noise and get the blindfold and restraints out of the suitcase.

Suddenly, I was somewhat sobering up. Would he arrive? I was edging on the side of no, but time would tell.

She came out of the bathroom, naked but for her stockings and suspenders, slightly swaying as she headed for me at the side of the bed. She questioned why I wasn't naked, as I started to place the blindfold on her, making her giggle as I did.

I put the arm restraints on, tying them to the metal bed frame. Her chest was heaving and her nipples fully erect. I moved between her legs, leaning down to suck and slightly bite her lips, just as she liked.

Just at that point, and slightly noticeable above the sound of the music playing on the television, I looked to my left to see the lad from reception had entered the room.

My heart rate quickened. As dorky looking as he was, he looked quietly confident. I put my finger to my lips, he needed to be silent of course and ushered him to the side of the bed.

In moments, his trousers and boxers were down and I could see his erection, despite just the faint lamp and television providing the only light in the room. He had a big bulbous head, just like myself. His cock wasn't as thick as mine but beat me in length, if I'm honest.

I moved back and waved him towards her head. Without pause, he pushed himself towards her willing mouth, holding his hard length. Her tongue darting forward to take a strange cock, licking his obvious pre-cum, as she worked his shaft with her lips as she was unable to touch, of course, due to the restraints.

I backed off and, unashamedly, started wanking myself at the sight, pre-cum already leaking from me.

After a few minutes, I got the sense he wasn't going to last long, so I moved forward to pull him away. I asked her what she wanted.

"I need a cock inside of me," was her adamant reply.

I backed away as he positioned himself between her wide legs. He thought all his birthdays had come at once, no doubt.  A stunning woman, stocking clad legs wide open and the most inviting, wet pussy you could hope for.

He rubbed the head of his long cock against my girlfriend's opening and slipped straight in.

I moved over to get the view I craved. He wasn't taking it easy from the off, thrusting deep into her, balls deep. He leaned forward to get those hard nipples in his mouth, licking and sucking them.

Her drunken moans, coupled with the sight of his big cock covered in her juices, now had me wanking furiously. She wrapped her stocking clad legs around him, her mouth was wide open as if ready to cum on his cock. At that point, I unashamedly released my load all over the edge of the bed, cumming in droves, my groans all but covered by the music playing in the background.

He looked towards me and gave a smug grin at the pervert beside him. 

"I'm gonna cum!" Zoe cried out.

She did just that, as he let out an unfamiliar grunt as he came hard and deep inside her pussy, thrusting on and on as to make sure she got all his fresh spunk. I doubt he'd ever felt that rush before.

Pulling out, he cheekily wiped his cum covered cock on her stocking top and backed away.

I moved to her right against the bed and leaned down to kiss her. It was then she said the words I wasn't expecting,

"Clean me up, with your tongue, please."

Well, we had spoken about this before, about how I'd like to suck her used pussy sometime, but it wasn't my load inside of her! But what could I do? Of course, the days drinking helped numb any thought process, so I positioned myself between her legs.

I looked behind and he had already vanished, thankfully. I tentatively licked her stocking top, where he had wiped their combined juices, then feeling around her thighs with both hands, I licked her opening all the way up, cum spewing into my mouth. He had indeed filled her up!

Strangely getting into it, I cleaned up as much as I could, then moved up to kiss her again, exchanging fluids with our tongues.

Releasing her restraints and removing the blindfold, we fell asleep quickly, bodies entwined.

I awoke before the alarm, my cock feeling like a piece of iron and seriously requiring a release. There was only one place it was heading, so seeing her leaning slightly on her side, I reached down and began massaging her clit. Luckily, she was already wet, probably from last nights events, which turned me on immensely.

I rubbed the head of my cock up and down her slit as she awoke.

"Morning!" I said.

"I'm still tired," she responded, "and you're still horny!"

"Uh huh'" I said as I entered her, reclaiming what was mine.

I wasn't going to last long and she knew it. She looked me in the eye and reached below to cup my balls. The build-up was quick, and her throaty request was the push I needed.

"Give it to me baby, cum for me," she groaned and sent me over the edge.

She was full again.

Our lift to the airport was at 11 am, so we had time for another hearty breakfast, then to say goodbye to anyone we could see milling about. Passing reception to the breakfast room, I glanced over, but there was no sign of him. It didn't matter, I had no interest in him as he had served his purpose. Presumably, he had finished his shift now and was at home wanking to the memory of last night. I couldn't blame him, as it was certainly going to be used for many a masturbation session going forward.

Breakfast and goodbyes finished, we made our way to reception to hand the door card in. There were two girls behind the counter and as we made pleasantries, he suddenly made an appearance from the door behind. Spotting us, he smiled like the cat that got the cream. We both thanked them all for the friendly service.

"You're both very welcome," was his coy response.

With that we exited the hotel. Walking down the steps towards the waiting taxi, her hand reached back to grab my cock and squeeze it. Turning her head slightly she said,

"Happy now?"

With a rush of raw adoration, I smiled, thinking to myself:

"Did she know?"