***My Hotwife Journey Pt 29***“A Hotel, A wife, Her Husband ..

***My Hotwife Journey Pt 29***
“A Hotel, A wife, Her Husband and 7 Men"

My last GB experience literally left me wanting more. There was something about that night that I kept reliving over and over in my mind. Was it the fact that I was the centre of attention? Was it the fact that it was a group of guys that were strangers to me had just come used my holes for their pleasure? Or was it the fact that Hubby and I use to fantasise about this. Never in our wildest dreams did we ever think that this would eventuate.

Yet it did. And now I can honestly say I am hooked. I think there is nothing more satisfying, more thrilling, more sexy… then having a room full of men fuck me in front of Hubby.

The question was… how should I bring this up to Hubby. How do I tell him that when I go to sleep at night, I think about what it would be like to be used by a room full of men again. Now I know you think, “surely that’s his fantasy!”

Well, you’re right. It is. But I still get nervous coming clean to Hubby about how much I enjoy being a slut. What if its too much for him?

So, one night of course when we were fucking, (I remember it vividly because he was on top, kissing my neck) I whispered into his ear…”I want to be used by a room full of men but this time I want them all to cum all over me.”

It took him about two more thrusts to pump his load into me and right then I knew that he was keen for it to happen again too.

The next day, while I was at work, Hubby texted me asking what our family plans were over the next couple of weekends. He is such a good boy. I knew exactly why he wanted to know. It was because he was about to get the ball rolling for my next GB.

It didn’t take long for him to message me (which he thought was a surprise- even though I knew exactly what he was up to) with a date and time for our next fun filled night of debauchery in a hotel with many other men.

The weeks leading up to it were tedious. It seemed like time had come to a standstill. Doesn’t that always happen when you’re looking forward to something?

The days dragged on. Until finally my Fun Friday had arrived. Unfortunately, I had a big day at work, otherwise I would of taken the day off just because I was excited. I knew work would suck that day. I lost count of the number of times people had to repeat things to me. If only they knew that instead of listening to them ask about yet another client, I was actually thinking about me being on my knees surrounded by cocks.

When I finally left work, I could finally relax. It was like a weight had left my shoulders. Why? Because I was about to be in my element. A far cry from my feelings of nervousness before my first ever GB.

I got home, picked up Hubby and my date night bag and we drove into the city together. When we arrived, we checked in and had a little giggle when the hotel concierge asked us if our stay was “business or pleasure?”

“Pleasure… a lot of pleasure!” I responded.

She must have known because she upgraded us to one of the sub penthouses.

When we opened the door and checked out our suite, I couldn’t believe the views we had from the balcony. What a shame that none of my guests would appreciate them, but hey I was not complaining.

Not long after, the guys started arriving.

Once the majority had arrived, I wasted no time in lining them all up and slowly taking off my dress for them all.

I snuck a quick look at Hubby whose jaw was on the floor when he realised what lingerie I was wearing. I had put on one of his favourites. My red strappy leather set with the matching handcuffs.

Without skipping a beat, I told the guys to get their cocks out, picked one end of the line, got on my knees and started sucking. I was in heaven as I looked down the line. All the guys, with their cocks in their hands waiting for me to suck them.

I slowly worked my way down the line. Loving how different all the cocks were and how each guy reacted to me on my knees sucking them.

Some guys would grab my head and facefuck me, while others let me work more slowly, spitting on their cocks and stroking them until they were right on the edge.

Once I had completed the line, the guys moved me to the mattress and laid me flat on my back. Before long I was surrounded. I had two cocks near my face, a guy groping my tits and another guy slowly spreading my legs and fingering me.

Now this is what I had craved for so long. Stimulation overload.

Soon I had a cock in my pussy and one in my mouth while other guys took turns feeling me up.

Once again everything sort of became a blur. As I was moved from position to position, I was entertained with a different cock in my pussy and a different cock in my mouth constantly. If I was to ask Hubby, right now, what happened, he would be able to give you the exact run down of what happened to the second. Including every position change and who had the most time in what hole.

Me though, I can only really tell you the highlight reel. Which is what I am going to do. 3 parts that are so clearly ingrained in my memory, they are now my go to for when I get myself off or if I am day dreaming at work.

The first happened when the guys got into the cock-clock position. You know. That position I had been day dreaming about all day. Me on my knees in the middle of a circle of cocks. I think I had slowly worked my way around every single cock, and I was nearing the end. I had one cock in my mouth and one in each hand, when one of the guys knelt down next to me. I felt his hand in between my legs. He slowly pushed a finger into my already soaking pussy which was soon followed by two more. I knew exactly what was going to happen seconds after his fingers entered me. He was one of those guys that just had the technique. He curled his fingers and combined the right tempo with pressure. I couldn’t help myself. My mouth was already balls deep on another guy’s cock when I started moaning in pleasure. I let go of the cock in each hand and held on to the guy whose cock was in my mouth for support. It didn’t take him long to get me to squirt like a waterfall. Staining the carpet with a huge wet patch.