This story revolves around the "free use" fetish. It includes themes of gay sex, consensual cuckolding and impregnation sex. If any of this would you, click away now and try another story.
Don't take this story too seriously.
Everyone in this story is an adult.
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"Mr and Mrs Jacobs, for two nights."
I realised that I might have made a mistake on the first hotel for our honeymoon tour when we drove up. The hotel was not what I expected. I thought it would be delightfully rural. Instead, it was logistically efficient.
Most of the parking was for heavy goods vehicles. Most only pulled one container but some pulled two. We had to park around the back, with the staff cars.
Still, it could be worse and it would be a funny story to tell our friends -- and eventually our children. So, we walked in and went up to the front desk.
"Regular or free use?" The lady behind the desk asked.
"Huh?" Esther grunted.
"This hotel mostly serves the haulage industry, Mrs Jacobs." The receptionist explained. "They have strict limitations on what they can drink and how long they can drive. This hotel is located here because of the distance from the origin, not because there's anything to do. So we encourage other guests to volunteer for free use."
"I don't know what that is." We both said.
"It means that anyone in the hotel -- well, not staff -- can have sex with you. It's good for them because they get to relax properly and quite a few couples come because they enjoy it."
"Anyone?" I asked.
"Anyone." The receptionist confirmed.
"Would you give us a minute?" Esther asked.
We walked away from the desk and Esther whispered to me.
"This is amazing. It's just like our fantasies. What do you think? You could be fluffing them for me and cleaning me up, Danny. Would you do that for real?"
I was amazed that Esther had suggested agreeing to the discount. I was also feeling uncomfortable as my cock moved in my trousers.
"You'd really let me clean you up after another man has cum inside you?"
"Danny, you're my husband now. Of course you can clean me up!" She whispered back in a voice that could probably be heard by the receptionist.
We walked back to the desk.
"How much extra does free use cost?" I asked.
"It's not charged. You'd be volunteering your services for free."
"Sign us up!" Esther exclaimed.
Frankly, I think she'd have had us pay extra for the privilege. We have both always loved the thought of me watching Esther be used by anonymous strangers.
The receptionist completed our check-in. Then she gave us each a necklace with a medal that said 'Volunteer' on it in several languages.
"You must wear these, so the drivers know that you're volunteering for the free use programme. If they see you wearing it in the corridors or public areas they might invite you into a private room. And it gives you access to the sexual recreation lounge. It's called the Freyja room at this hotel. It has a different name at other hotels in the chain."
We helped each other on with our necklaces and then I turned back to the receptionist.
"There are other locations? I assumed this was unique."
"Not unique," she told us. "But I suppose that most people don't know about these hotels as we serve the haulage industry. They tend to be located inland from container ports. And not all countries allow it. We mostly operate in the Nordic countries. Management says they want to open up in the UK but I don't know if we'll get permission."
"Oh, do you know where in the UK?"
"Somewhere near Felixstowe, apparently. Just so you know, most of the drivers will be here in about an hour. You'll probably start getting asked to help once they've checked in and had a shower."
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We didn't see any early arrivals on the way to our room. I suppose driving safety is strictly enforced and they can't speed.
We showered and changed into light clothes that could easily be removed. Esther wore a buttoned polkadot dress that came to mid-thigh. I just wore shorts and a t-shirt.
We decided to walk towards the Freyja room so we wouldn't miss the start. We saw a heavyset man with huge strong arms walking towards us. He noticed the necklaces and then pointed at his keycard. We followed.
His room was tidy and he started taking his trousers down as soon as the door was closed. I pulled his pants down and freed a lovely looking cock. I started licking where his helmet peeked out from his foreskin. Esther unbuttoned her dress.
He was quickly standing to attention. His foreskin had retracted and Esther lay down on the bed with her knees bent and her legs apart.
He didn't say a word. He just lay between her legs, got his cock in place and slowly inserted it into my wife. She sighed with pleasure as he penetrated her.
"Oh, Danny. This is amazing. I'm being fucked and I don't know who he is. I don't even know what country he comes from."
It had probably been quite a long time since he'd last had sex. He didn't last long. After less than five minutes he thrust deep into Esther, grunted and came. And came. And continued pumping her with his sperm.
As soon as he rolled off, I went down on her. I sucked and licked until I had got most of his cum out. Then, I turned to him and licked his cock clean.
Once done, we pulled up his pants and trousers, Esther buttoned her dress, and we continued on to the Freyja room.
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There were already seven women -- seven wives -- there, just like the receptionist promised.
Esther went over to one of the contoured couches and lay down. I wandered over to the group of men and greeted them. A couple spoke English and I explained that we had no idea that free use hotels existed.
"Oh, they don't really need to advertise. It's all word of mouth." A German man told me. "We drove up here from Schleswig in Germany. We try to come every two weeks."
"Why?"
"Because we love it! What could be better than seeing your wife enjoying herself. And I must admit that I like to help, too!"