Hotel Room Seduction

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Hotel Room Seduction

Unread post by jw_kk » Sun Nov 11, 2018 12:29 pm

A while after we began to get comfortable in the hot wife experience, I had a long-running fantasy that I wanted to live out with my wife - one in which I procured a partner for her, and got to watch the action, having prior provided suggestions to her partner about what she might enjoy.

KK was curious about what was in it for me, and I told her that I wanted to watch, maybe jack off, without any pressure to perform, and just see her being pleasured, sort of like porn, just live action.

This took place after she’d finally relaxed most of the initial confining rules, like condoms, and after I’d accepted things like her enjoyment of kissing, and being kissed, which initially made me very, very jealous and uncomfortable.

We experimented with the fantasy during sex play over the course of a month or so, and KK finally agreed that it was something she’d be willing to indulge.

With her consent, I began the work of setting it up. As a first step, I went about recruiting a couple of potential candidates, and using photos of KK, from clothed to erotic, email, phone calls, and a couple of in-person screening meets, after a couple of weeks I found the guy that I though would be ideal for the job. He was a few years younger than me, fit, clean, and I figured had all the attributes that KK would find attractive.

The most awkward aspect was figuring out the cock thing - my wife has certain desires when it comes to cock; cut, thick, average or longer in length, and smooth. We’d already experienced the fakes, who used other men’s cock pictures, and had started to include what KK called “cock inspection” in screening meet ups, but it was one thing for her to ask to inspect the goods, another thing for me entirely. It was an overboard (no pun intended) thing, but I had the guy meet me at the marina where our boat is kept, and we had a stroke session, looking at some video and lots of photos of KK from our private collection, so that I could have the pretense for verifying the guy was adequate for the job of fucking my wife.

With that out of the way, I set some tentative dates with the guy that would work for our mutual schedules, and proceeded with the arrangements. I set up a session for KK with her hairdresser, and a spa day several days before the encounter was to occur, so that she’d have a fresh, but “not too fresh” hair style, and manicure, pedicure, and skin care for her own sense of well-being. I made arrangements at a downtown hotel, for a suite, and paid extra for flowers, a well-stocked bar, and early check-in.

The day before I took her shopping. My wife is usually dominant in these matters, but she let me select a new outfit for her. We went to Victoria’s Secret first, and bought her a matching silk panty and bra set, along with some classy taupe stockings and a garter belt. Shoes were next, which ended up being a pair of moderately slutty beige platform pumps - something that she might wear to work, a little “fuck me,” but not too much so. Then we went to Nordstroms, and finished up the outfit with a silk blouse, and a grey skirt - once again, classy in a sense that I call “business slutty.” I also bought her a sexy pearl choker that set me back several hundred dollars. When we got home, I convinced her to model the outfit for me - it was absolutely perfect! We had great sex that night, with me whispering in her ear all the things I hoped to see, and trying to gauge her reaction, on the basis of orgasm intensity.

The encounter was the following Saturday, designed to be a mid-afternoon affair - the guy was married, and he could figure out excuses for being missing for a few hours in the afternoon and early evening, but not late into the night. We checked into the hotel at 11:00am that morning, and KK got ready for her “date.”

He showed up on time, precisely at 1:00pm, dressed business casual in a sport coat, button-down, slacks and dress shoes, looking very dapper and professional, just as we agreed. KK was a little nervous - she was standing by the end of the king size bed, a true knock-out, and the two looked like one might expect in a casual office pick-up scene, complete with first-time jitters. I introduced them, and told them to help themselves to the bar, and that I was going to enjoy a glass of wine, and get comfortable.

I poured myself a glass of malbec, and sat in the over-stuffed lounge chair that I’d pulled near the foot of the bed. I watched as discretely as possible as they made small talk, enjoyed a little wine, and started to flirt a little with each other.

Every once in a while, KK would look in my direction, making eye contact, to see how I was reacting as their seduction advanced.

After a short while, our guest finished his glass of wine, and took a seat on the upholstered bench at the foot of the bed. He took off his sport coat, and KK took it and tossed it over across the back of the other chair. She still had a partial glass of wine, and she took a seat on his lap, sort of cross-ways, facing me, with her sexy legs parted slightly. I remember being able to see the shine of her panties through the gap in her skirt.

My wife gulped down what remained of her wine, and let the glass fall onto the carpeted floor, and then the real action began. She turned around and started kissing the guy, and in seconds their hands were busy in grope mode, clothing still on, but clearly advancing to hotter action.

They kissed and groped each other for a long while, and I could feel my cock getting rock hard, pressing against my boxers and slacks. KK got off his lap, breaking their kiss, and stood up. Our guest stood behind her, and started untucking her blouse from the skirt, followed by undoing the buttons, one at a time.

Eventually he had her blouse undone, removed it, and tossed it aside, leaving my wife standing in her skirt, stockings, panties, bra, and heels, looking fine, with a little bit of a glazed look on her face - staring straight into my eyes.

Still behind my wife, the guy started kissing her neck, and groping her bra-covered tits, her belly, and trying to figure out how to get her skirt off. KK helped out a little, reaching behind her to undo the button at the back of the skirt’s waistband, then helping him unzip her, which let the skirt fall to the floor around her feet. She stepped out of it, and gently kicked it aside.

KK was so sexy, in just her undies, and our new friend kept kissing her neck, rubbing her all over, and pressing himself against her from behind. It took a few more minutes, but he undid the clasp of her bra, exposing my wife’s breasts to his roaming fingers.

She let the bra slip down, and removed it, tossing it on me from across the room - for some reason, that made my cock spasm, and I thought I was going to cum in my pants.

Their next move was to sit back down on the bench, and still kissing and groping, my wife managed to get his shirt unbuttoned, then undo his belt, and slacks, so she could get her hands on his equipment. KK let out a little gasp as she managed to get her hand into his shorts, and onto his hard cock. During those moments, he kicked off his shoes, and within a few minutes, KK had him up, off the bench, and finished stripping him down - she was still in her panties, the pearl choker, stockings, garter belt, and her heels, looking stunningly sexy.

The two of them got onto the hotel bed, and I had a good look at our guests cock - it was super-hard, curving upward slightly, and ready to fuck my wife. He pushed KK back a little on the bed, lifted her legs, and pulled off her panties - it was a little awkward because she’d put the garter belt on over the panties, so they got hooked in the straps, but she helped him figure it out, and ended up with just her stockings, heels and the pearl choker on, otherwise beautifully naked.

I got up from the chair, and moved to the foot of the bed just at the moment he penetrated my wife - it was beyond erotic, seeing his dick slowly press into her wet pussy, as her lips parted and accepted his big cock.

Watching, I undid my belt and pants, and got my cock out to stroke it to the sensual scene. The guy fucked my wife slowly at first - a clue I’d given him (mainly out of selfishness, because that’s what I wanted to see). As the minutes passed, his thrusting became more rapid, in response to my wife’s moans, and urging, “Fuck me! Fuck me harder! Do it deep!” KK was occasionally looking at me, with a slight, devious smile as the guy’s cock was thrashing her little pussy.

He stopped for a minute, then pulled KK around toward him, and fed her his cock, which was coated in my wife’s pussy juices. Watching him mouth fuck KK was almost too intense - I nearly blew my load, and managed to stop myself, wondering what would be next.

My nasty little blow-job queen was doing a number on that guy’s big hard dick, and she sensed he was on the verge of blowing his load, so she pulled back.

KK gave me a super-slutty look, and licked her lips like that cock was the best thing she ever had in her mouth. She spun around on the bed, and positioned herself at the edge, on her hands and knees, grabbing the comforter like handles, and said, “Fuck me with that big cock!”

Our guest was standing, and inserted his engorged cock into her, and started an athletic, vigorous doggy-style fucking of my wife.

This isn’t a very good position for watching, so I went around to the other side of the bed, where I could see KK’s face. I started stroking my cock again, and watching her face, looking into my wife’s eyes, which were at that point rolling back in her eye sockets as the guy pounded her from behind. He managed to remember the clue I’d given him about my wife’s fondness for clit stimulation, and got a hand busy strumming her while deep-fucking her from behind. He still hadn’t cum in her, which was amazing to me - most guys don’t last that long.

I could tell she was on the verge, and a couple of minutes later, KK started cumming from the clit-fingering pussy-fucking she was getting, and that made me lose it - she was facing me at the moment, and I blew a huge load into her face from across the bed, squirting cum all over her face and hair. Then the guy lost it, and nutted in my wife’s pussy, eventually stumbling back against the wall and almost falling over.

KK got her breath, and motioned to me to come to her. She made me kiss all of my sticky load off of her face, while our guest went to the bathroom.

By the time he came back from his piss, and had another bit of wine, I had her kissed all clean.

The two of them laid on the bed, and I went back to my chair, stripping down before I took a seat to watch.

They made out for a long while, and I watched as he fingered my wife’s sopping, cum-filled pussy to orgasm as they kissed.

In the remaining couple of hours, they managed to fuck three more times. I got to watch KK ride his cock, cow-girl, and reverse cow-girl style, then another doggie-style session, with KK bent over the hotel room desk, and finally, a hot fuck in which he sat on the bench at the foot of the bed, with KK squatting on his cock, bouncing up and down on it, while he fingered her clit. They both managed a cum at virtually the same time in that position, and I got to see her intense contractions on his thick cock, with rivulets of cum and juice running down the shaft, over his balls, and onto the bench. KK even managed a little tiny squirt, which was rare for her in those days - she used to think it was pee, before we figured out what was really happening.

While he went to shower and dress, KK had me fuck her - essentially getting sloppy fourths. She was stretched and wet, and she let me finish by offering me her tight ass to fuck. About the time our guest finished dressing and came out of the bathroom, I blew my load in her butt, and collapsed on the bed. She was a gracious hostess, and left me panting, while she gave him a long, hot goodbye kiss and let him out the door of the suite.

That fuck session still sticks out in my mind as one of the more memorable. This is because KK did it for me, sort of letting me choose and direct things, including picking out the guy, her outfit, etc. One of the most memorable aspects of it was the initial part of the encounter, the nervous flirting and seduction, even before all the clothes came off. It was a sort of breakthrough for us, because that was all mostly uninhibited, natural, and a watershed moment where we were both comfortable with what we were doing.

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Re: Hotel Room Seduction

Unread post by Jeff111 » Mon Nov 12, 2018 1:41 am

Well told!
Sounds like everyone had a great time.

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