Theme Hotel

Speaking of themed hotels, I wonder if everyone is familiar with them. There are pastoral styles, palatial styles, fresh and clean styles, and so on. But there's another type that's perfect for couples, with room names like "Romantic" and "Only Love."

Why go to a themed hotel? It was by chance. My husband and I used to frequently use group-buying websites for things like boiled fish, three-yellow chicken, barbecue, and seafood, which were much cheaper than eating at restaurants. That day, as usual, we were looking for food online. We accidentally saw a group-buying deal for a themed hotel. Normally, I probably wouldn't have paid attention. But today, the pictures on this deal were very eye-catching. A large round bed with something like a swing hanging from it. So I clicked to look. There were even more pictures inside. The room was dimly lit, with many strange decorations. Actually, they were all just toiletries. My husband immediately became interested and asked if I wanted to go that night. At first, I really wanted to go. But then I thought, people who go to places like this are probably there for sex. Wouldn't the bed and sofa be dirty? The thought made me feel disgusted. I told my husband we weren't going. My husband said, "Go ahead, I have a plan." So he placed an order for a deluxe themed room for 399 yuan. Then he dragged me to the mall. First, we bought a thick plastic tablecloth, then we went to the fabric section and bought the cheapest white fabric. We bought 4 meters in total. After buying it, I knew what it was for.

We went to the supermarket and bought some snacks, water, and drinks. Then we drove to the themed hotel.

The hotel lobby was very ordinary, similar to a regular hotel. After checking in and getting our room key, we were on the top floor. The entire floor was dimly lit, but it had a romantic atmosphere. Except for the rooms that were occupied, all the other rooms had their doors open. I was very curious and looked inside. The rooms were the same size as regular standard rooms, and almost every room had a swing on the bed. I also saw a yoga ball.

Each room had a different color scheme. Then I wondered what our room would be like.

Following the room numbers, we finally found our room. The room was bigger than the others, but because it was on the top floor, it was unbearably hot. We quickly turned on the air conditioning. After putting our things down, we started to examine the room carefully. There was a large, square bed with a swing on top, though it wasn't your average swing. On one side of the bed was a yoga ball and a strange iron frame; we later learned it was called a zero-gravity chair. There was a large, floor-to-ceiling terrace next to a chair used for gynecological examinations in hospitals. It looked a little scary. Aside from a few wallpapers, the rest of the room was almost entirely mirrored. A large television was on the wall opposite the bed. Next to the television was a frame made of iron pipes with many chains on it. On the cabinet next to it were the kind of vibrators seen in Japanese adult films, and a bundle of red rope—all of this was stimulating our senses.

My husband first took out a tablecloth, laid it on the bed, and then covered it with a white sheet. Then he began to carefully check every corner of the room, just in case there were any devices. After putting everything away, we went to take a shower. The bathroom had no walls; it was all glass. There was a huge bathtub, almost the size of the bed. The bathtub looked a little dirty, but such a large bathtub really made us want to try it out. So we filled the bathtub halfway with water, put toothpaste and soap in, and started scrubbing it... Ugh, paying for a hotel room and having to clean the bathtub ourselves... It took half an hour to finish. Then we filled the tub back up with water and turned on everything. We each took a shower, leaving the tub to circulate.

After showering and getting into the room, my husband couldn't wait to start exploring the swing. You can sit on it or lie on it. Whether sitting or lying down, your legs have to be spread. He knelt on the bed and started licking my genitals. I came in less than two minutes. It seems the room provided too much visual stimulation. He stood up and I sat on the swing, and that's how it started. I just had to gently rock the swing. After a while, he turned me over and made me lie face down on the swing. He spread my legs from behind and penetrated me. He grabbed my legs and pushed back and forth. Was this the legendary "old man pushing a cart"? We were done with the swing, time for something else.

Then I saw that S-shaped sofa. After spreading the tablecloth, I lay down on it, and the position was perfect for anyone. My husband was kneeling behind me, and it was just as comfortable. I didn't feel tired at all. The only downside was that the sofa was a little hard. It would be better if it were softer. I strongly recommend that any guy with the means and space at home buy one. We played around on the sofa for over 20 minutes, twice, and my husband ejaculated. We then lay on the bed and started exploring the electric bed. The mattress could move back and forth and side to side. The middle section could also move up and down. I selected the sleep mode, and lying on the bed felt like being in a hammock hanging from a tree when I was a kid. I fell asleep without realizing it.

When I woke up, it was already evening. I got dressed and went downstairs to the food stalls for barbecue and beer. When I got back, I felt a little dizzy, so I drained the water from the bathtub and then refilled it. Now I could enjoy the bathtub. There were many water jets in the bathtub, some of which sprayed downwards, which felt very stimulating. So I ran over to my husband's body, grabbed his penis, and put it near the water jet. He got hard in no time. So he wanted to do it in the bathtub, but then he found it wasn't easy to insert in the water, it was a bit rough, so he gave up.

After drying off, he continued to rest. It's best not to take a bath right afterward, because bathing is quite tiring, it's better to rest first.

Lying in bed watching TV, there wasn't anything good on. So my husband went to turn on the computer, saying there must be porn on it. Sure enough, he found some. And they were all related to items in the room. It was like a user guide. But they weren't filmed here, they were clips from foreign porn. As we watched, my husband got excited again, and so did I, my genitals were wet. He pulled me to the metal stand next to the TV and handcuffed me to it in a spread-eagle position. Then he kissed me while touching my genitals. This feeling was indeed very, quite stimulating. I could feel my genitals already flowing. My husband found a condom, put it on his penis, and then started stroking it all over my body. That penis was really powerful, everywhere it touched felt numb, and touching my genitals felt like a stinging pain. Later, I had to turn it down quite a bit to get used to it. Such a powerful rod, it arrived quickly. My husband untied me, threw me onto the bed, and brought his penis to my mouth for me to help him. After a while, it was hard enough, so he climbed on top of me. Then he turned on the electric bed, and the bed started moving back and forth on its own. This position is difficult for me to maintain, so I took my place on top. We brought up the weightless chair, added a cushion, and moved up and down—it was incredibly comfortable. The key is, it wasn't tiring at all. This time, we went at it for almost 40 minutes, but my husband didn't ejaculate. Later, I couldn't take it anymore and had to bend over, letting him penetrate me from behind. He said that if I tightened up in this position, he would ejaculate more easily. But we had already done it once that afternoon, and the second time he lasted longer. I was already exhausted. So I went again, and he still didn't ejaculate. So I had to pull out. I fell asleep on the bed almost immediately.

The next morning, I was woken up by the sound of running water. My husband got up early and had prepared the bath water, but after showering, I still felt sleepy. So I went back to sleep. I woke up at 9:30. My husband pulled me to that terrifying chair and made me sit down. He even opened the balcony curtains—luckily, we were staying on the top floor, and there weren't any other high-rises nearby. He pulled over a mirror and placed it between my legs, so I could see my genitals in the mirror. To be honest, it was the first time I'd ever seen my own genitals. He was also pointing at my genitals and explaining... It made my face burn like a fever. He adjusted the chair height, had me hook my legs around his shoulders, and then started again.

This time, he did it for about half an hour. Then we showered, packed our things, and checked out before midnight. After lunch, I went straight to sleep and slept until the next morning. Then, for the next three days, neither of us did anything. We were just too exhausted.

This kind of hotel is indeed great, very exciting. However, I don't recommend booking a room for the whole night; just book a room for a few hours. If you can't experience everything in one go, you can go again next time. Otherwise, you'll be severely exhausted. Also, there's the issue of hygiene; although it looks clean, in reality... I suggest being prepared.

By the way, a few days ago a fellow guy said his wife is very traditional. I think you should take your wife to a 44 (a type of hotel). The environment there is really suitable. Maybe it will change some of her views.

While writing this, I kept recalling what happened at the hotel that day, and I got more and more excited as I wrote. I hadn't even finished writing when I went to find my husband. Haha! [The End]

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