It all started when I was at a dinner dance with my 2nd wife in a posh London hotel overlooking Hyde Park. We were at Reception waiting to book in when a guy pushed in front of us and started to shout at the receptionist saying his room was not up to his usual standard. We waited until he had finished as he seemed really annoyed – all the while looking forward to getting into our room and having a little saucy fun before getting ready to attend the dance.
Once the irate guy had gone the receptionist apologised and then for us having to witness this, smiled and upgraded our room to a suite. The room was fabulous with fantastic views. While my wife showered I looked through the adult channels on the TV to see what would be available later. I started playing with myself and my mind drifted to the young sexy receptionist who had helped earlier. I was thinking how fantastic her perky tits looked in her tight fitting top, and how I would love to have bent her over the desk and fucked her hard, when I was startled by my wife shouting she had finished in the bathroom.
After showering, my wife started teasing me, and I could sense tonight was going to be a horny night. She took my cock in her hand and started wanking me slowly, and once I was hard, she placed my dick in her mouth and placed a ring of red lip gloss at the base and said “that’s to keep you going until later”, winked and then disappeared to get dressed. Once we were ready we ventured downstairs to the room where the dinner dance was to be held.
I was extremely horny as I knew the dress my wife was wearing would turn heads, and I also knew she wasn’t wearing underwear either! I could almost smell her pussy juice oozing from her lips. I kept thinking of the red lipstick but had to keep cool – I didn’t want to get hard in a room full of people. Once in the room, we noticed some people we knew and went to talk to them. As the room started to fill, I chatted to the guy, saying how fantastic the women looked – we both winked at each other and gave the ‘I’m horny’ laugh that men do. Some of the women were in dresses which made your cock start to twitch, but I had to keep a straight head – save it for later.
During the meal my wife kept putting her hand under my napkin and stroking my aching cock. How I longed for her to slide under the table and take my cock in her mouth and suck my juices out. Once the meal had finished and the speeches were over the music started. My wife had already been asked if she would like to dance by a young guy, so I left to go to the toilet, meaning to get drinks on my return journey. The guy I had been talking too was also going to the toilet. We talked on the way commenting on how the women were all ‘gagging for it’, and which one he could fuck by the end of the night. He also said how sexy my wife was, to which I agreed. He then said she was the type of woman he would love to fuck while I watched. The thought of this started arousing me, and I wanted to know more. As I was taking a piss I looked down and the red lip gloss was still visible, and it made me think of what was to come later that evening. I smiled to myself. I glanced in his direction and he was standing with his body facing towards me. Wow! I couldn’t believe the size of his cock! I looked up and he smiled at me. He obviously knew I had been looking at his dick. I quickly zipped up and was just finishing washing my hands when he suddenly asked “have you ever had an experience with a man?”. My first reaction was to shout “NO WAY” and run, but after thinking about it for a moment I said “No but I have sometimes had fantasies about it”. I thought he was just making conversation and it would end there, but I felt a hand start to rub my back, across my shoulders, and stroke my neck. I froze. I could feel the tension in the air. I didn’t know whether to run or hit him.
I had never allowed a man to touch me before but I had to admit this felt good. I stood still, waiting for his next move. He turned me round and ran his fingers down my cheek and neck, my eyes closed and I felt my head roll backwards. The touch was sensuous and I could feel myself getting hard. His hands started going downwards, stroking my body, flicking my nipples. I wanted more.
The sound of his voice brought me back to reality. He smiled at me and suggested we go to his room to take it further. I panicked, but at the same time was extremely curious. I agreed and followed him to the lift and once inside he started stroking my cock through my trousers. It felt so good I thought I was going to cum there and then. Once the doors opened I was relieved that nobody was there as I could feel my cock trying to burst out of my trousers. I couldn’t wait to get to the room to carry on with my first bi experience.
Once inside the room, he started to caress my neck, unbuttoning my shirt and running his fingers across my chest. I could feel the tingles right through my body. I had to do something so I started to undress him. His body was ripped and tanned, and he smelt good. I found myself rushing to strip him, but he took my hands and led me to the bed. He lay me down and then started kissing my body, licking across my stomach and biting me softly as he went. I could feel my cock aching and my balls were throbbing to be emptied. As my trousers were being pulled off I thought “oh shit, this is it, what am I going to do?” He looked at my cock, and said “I see somebody got here before me” as he spied the red lip gloss, and the next minute he took hold of my cock and it was in his mouth. Everything went out of my mind. I was in ecstasy. The way he ran his tongue up and down my cock was amazing, and when he started licking my balls, and going towards my arse to rim me boy I thought I was going to explode. I was in heaven.
He then took his trousers off and lay on the bed next to me. Without even thinking I put his cock into my mouth and deep throated him. I felt my throat muscles massage his cock. He arched his back and moaned with pleasure. He moved again into a 69 position and started stroking my cock, and sucking me, “mmmmmm, pre cum, can’t wait to taste the real thing” he said, sucking away. I could feel him rubbing my arse and when he put a finger in I tensed but soon relaxed as he moved in and out with ease. I was so horny I wasn’t sure how long it would be before I was cumming. I rolled him over and spread his legs wide revealing his arsehole. I licked up and down slowly until he was wet enough to put a finger inside. I sensed he was enjoying this so I pushed another in, and another, and another, until I had my whole fist inside his arse. I pulled and pushed in a fucking motion until he screamed that he was cumming. I spun him over and sucked his now swollen cock until he sprayed his load over my face and in my mouth. It was the first time I’d tasted spunk and I knew from then I wanted more. When he had finished he then turned his attention back to me and within minutes I came in his mouth, he swallowed the whole lot!.
As we lay on the bed I told him how excited I had been, and how I had enjoyed it. Deep down I also knew it wouldn’t be the last.
Once we had dressed and cleaned up a little, we left the room to go back downstairs. We chatted casually about the experience and he said “call me next time you are in London, we can get together again and maybe have a longer session” and with that he walked off back to his partner. I walked over to my wife with our drinks, it seemed she hadn’t even missed me – she had been dancing with every man in the room by the smile on her face, and I knew she was horny. I felt the stirring of my cock and just hoped I would be able to perform again later that night!
Did I tell her? What do you think?
To be continued ...
