Honeymoon Hot Tub Gangbang

Eric and I pulled into the parking lot of the Charleston Inn at about sunset. I was still picking rice from my hair and packing away my wedding dress and veil when he opened the passenger-side door of our Dodge Charger. I admired his handsome face and charming smile as I stepped onto the walkway. Most of my family had disowned me because, at age 19, I married Eric, who was 45. Sure, he was wealthy, but I loved him for who he was: fit, sexy, funny, and yes, filthy rich. 

 

He just loved parading me around in his circle of friends, at parties, and in the clubs; he was the proudest guy in the bunch when I was hanging onto his arm. A vibrant, busty blonde with a nice, round ass and an insatiable desire to show off my body. I dressed to turn heads, and after an hour or two of working his friends into a frenzy, he would take me home and fuck me like a wild animal. He was uncontrollable, and I loved every inch of his thick, throbbing cock.

 

He grabbed my hand and ushered me into the lobby. I smiled and ran my hand through his salt and pepper hair. And as he signed us in, I glanced around the fancy inn, noticing an amazing hot tub that I was just dying to try out. I was giddy as a schoolgirl and whispered into Eric's ear some of the things I wanted to do to him in the warm, bubbly water. He winked at me, and we hurried to our room and undressed quickly. I slipped into my shiny new bikini that I purchased only days before. The metallic material barely covered the nipples of my 38DD breasts. I enjoyed the feel of the tiny fabric over my smooth, freshly shaven pussy. Eric jumped into a pair of trunks, and we were sprinting down the hall to the lobby.

 

It was quiet and appeared empty except for us, and as we sank down into the amazing hot tub, we kissed passionately. I ran my hand down Eric's chest. facing him. We kissed again, his hands cupping my breasts. "I love you, Pamela," he whispered, his kisses trailing down my neck. I was about to reach inside his trunks when a loud commotion at the front desk interrupted our amorous escapade.

 

Four guys in trunks were staggering in, laughing loudly; they all appeared to be in their late early twenties to mid-thirties and drinking. They grabbed a couple of keys from the desk and started down the hall when they spotted me and Eric in the hot tub. I guess we looked inviting to them or something, and they all four stumbled towards us, laughing all the way.

 

With no invitation, they smiled at me and waded out into the hot tub and pushed their way between me and Eric. Somehow I ended up on one side and him on the other, with one guy on each side of us. With the loud conversation, we quickly learned that the tall, skinny Black guy was named Dirk, the short, balding, chubby guy was named Hank, the hot, athletic guy was named Rick, and the sexy, dark-haired leader of the group was named Brett.

 

I quickly gave Eric a nervous glance and could tell that he just wanted to get out of there, but as he made a move to leave. Dirk and Hank grabbed his arms and pulled him back. "What's the hurry, pops?" they chuckled at him. "Yeah," Brett chimed in. "We just got here, man; show us some hospitality!"

They laughed in unison as Brett ran his hand up my inner thigh and Rick toyed with my bikini top. I tried pulling away, but Brett grabbed my bottom beneath the water and pulled me closer to him."

 

Just where do you think you are going, slut?" He whispered in my ear, grabbing my right hand and placing it down his trunks. I could feel him grow harder at the touch, and I instinctively wrapped my hand around the throbbing member and began stroking. Eric, who was making small conversation across from us, had no idea his new bride had a handful of cock.

 

Brett was feeling pretty good at this point and suggested that my darling husband go and get everyone something to drink, and, always the gentleman, Eric dismissed himself and headed towards the lobby and down the corridor. Instantly the four surrounded me, and their hands were everywhere. I was pushed to the steps and pushed into a seated position. "What the fuck is your fine ass doing with an old limp dick like that?" Dirk's voice rang out in the quietness. "I love him; he is my husband, and this is our honeymoon!" I pouted.

 

"Married?" Dirk laughed, putting his long, hard, black dick in my face.... "Dude either has a lot of money or one monster cock!" He laughed again, painting my lips with his precum. "Lick it off, bitch!" he ordered, making me taste, then shoving himself inside my mouth. I could barely get half of him inside; he was so big, and Brett was on one side slapping my face with his enormous dick while Rick was on the other side forcing me to stroke him off. Everything was happening so fast. 

 

I had a dick in each hand and one down my throat, and the fat bald guy standing in front of me was wanking off only inches from my face. "Such a good little married whore!" Brett chuckled, pushing Dirk out of the way and grabbing my tits. He pushed my top to the side and ran his dick back and forth between them. Rick assisted by pushing my head down repeatedly so that with each thrust between my tits, Brett's dick ended up in my mouth.

 

All of the festivities came to a half, however, when Eric came humming down the corridor and back through the lobby; the guys quickly got back into their places as Eric passed around the drinks and got back into the hot tub. I could tell by the motion that Hank was still jerking off under the water, and it sent chills down my spine...so...chubby and grimy...kinda smelly...made my stomach churn.

 

Rick struck up a conversation with Eric while he fingered my pussy beneath the water, pretending to care what Eric was saying. I squirmed beneath his touch, and Brett squeezed my tits till they were tingling in pain. "So how did you get such a hottie, Eric?" Rick asked...massaging my clit with his thumb...my hand wrapped around his hard cock... I couldn't believe Eric had no idea what these guys were doing...and I couldn't believe I was actually starting to get turned on from their touches.

 

"I guess we were just destined to find each other," he said sweetly. Brett laughed. "She's a little young for you, don't you think?" He shot back. "Seems to me a young girl like this would be hard for an old geyser like you to keep up with!" They all laughed, including Eric, and Hank, who was still jerking away, stood up with his back to Eric, facing me. 

 

"You know, guys, I'm beat. I think I'll turn it." he said, and walked towards me and lifted himself up out of the water and was going to exit out of the water by climbing over top of me. With a cock in each hand I was helpless as he maneuvered himself and his nasty, chubby dick into my mouth right in front of Eric, who was oblivious to it all! And with a few quick thrusts down my throat, he was cumming in bursts all over my face, and then he was gone, just like that! What the hell?

 

I looked at Eric...cum dripping down my face into the water. The other three laughed, and Brett and Dirk encouraged me to keep stroking their huge dicks beneath the water. Rick sat beside Eric and made small talk, finally insisting he go for another round of drinks. "Do you want me to come with you, honey?" I asked in desperation. "No, that's ok, sweetie. I can do it." He smiled and then disappeared down the corridor once more. Rick moved in, and Brett grabbed a handful of my hair, pulling my head backwards. "Trying to get away, whore?" 

He spat at me. I shook my head no but was forced face-first down on Rick's long, slender cock. He sat slightly beneath the water on one of the steps, so I was literally having to suck his dick underwater, and when I came up for a breath of air, they all laughed and pushed my head back down to suck some more.

 

I couldn't tell much of who was doing what, but I had a nice, hard dick in my right hand, and someone was behind me, hands on my waist, shoving an enormous dick deep inside my pussy. My tits bounced in the water with each thrust, and I came up for a breath of air before being pushed back down on Rick's dick. I was sucking, moaning, trying to breathe, and, heaven help me. I was cumming! I couldn't believe my body was betraying me this way.

In all the excitement, Eric happened upon us unnoticed. "What the hell are you doing to my wife?" he screamed at the three.

 

Silence for a few seconds and then "Sounds like we're making the fucking whore cum, doesn't it?" Brett said with a conceited laugh. Eric rushed into the water in an attempt to rescue his new bride but was quickly pushed away. "Sit back and watch, old man!" Rick said as he sat down on the second or third step, pulled me down onto him so I was facing him, and bounced up and down on his slippery cock.

 

"Yeah, dude, let us show you how to satisfy big tits here!" Brett laughed as he placed himself on the step above us, his back to me. "Lick my ass, whore!" he ordered, bending over and pulling my face to him. I struggled to breathe as I bounced, sliding my tight, wet pussy up and down Rick's amazing cock. "Do it now, slut!" Brett screamed, pushing his ass into my face harder. Reluctantly I licked...from his balls all the way back to his ass. I bathed him with my tongue, slipping it inside his ass, probing him with it, his cock getting harder with each lick until he was moaning. "Are you seeing what your precious bride is doing, old man?" Brett bellowed at Eric. "Your precious slut Pamela is LICKING my ass; she loves shoving her tongue in my ass, she's such a nasty cum bucket!!! he continued.

 

Eric was pale-faced and lost, not knowing what to do, confused as to why I was moaning for complete strangers enjoying the strange dick I was riding, cumming in total orgasmic waves.

 

The next thing I know, Dirk, with his long, black cock, is behind me and slowly sliding himself inside my ass, while Rick is fucking me from below. Brett has now turned and shoved my mouth full of his thick monster, and the three are having a fuck fest right there in front of my new husband, and I came...again, and again, and again, when Dirk shot his huge load all over my ass and across my back...I came. When Dirk covered my tits with his hot mess...I came...and when Brett shot his load inside my mouth and all over my face...I came... I almost hated for it to end.

 

Eric sat there, speechless, as the three gathered up their trunks and began to leave...one at a time...with Brett handing me a key to their room before saying a last good-bye to Eric. "Don't feel so bad, old man." He laughed. "That's way too much pussy for you!" And he was gone. There was a long silence between Eric and me as he searched my face for answers, to which I had none. I pulled my bottoms back on, fixed my top, kissed him softly on the cheek, and headed out of the hot tub and down the corridor...room 204...held my belongings...room 345 held my fantasies...Room 345 it was!