Giving Away His Bride

“Which room is ours?” Penelope asked as the elevator opened.

“There’s only one room on the floor,” Gerald said.

“Really?”

Gerald smiled and swept his bride off her feet and into his arms. “Only the best for the woman I love,” he said before giving her a kiss.

Penelope looked gleeful as she put her arms around her new husband’s neck as they walked down the short hallway to the only room on the top floor of the hotel.

“The key is in my pocket,” Gerald said.

Penelope reached down and slipped her fingers into Gerald’s pocket. He smiled as she fished around, managing to push her fingers towards his cock in the process.

“I’m not sure that’s it,” he said.

Penelope smiled and said, “Oh, my mistake.”

She produced the room key moments later and waved it over the sensor on the door. Gerald stepped into the room with his wife in his arms and stopped as they both took in the sheer size and grandeur of the suite.

They entered into a living area with two couches, a fireplace, and a large flat screen TV. Off to one side was a small kitchen and to the other was a massive bedroom with a king size bed and the most comfortable-looking sheets they’d ever seen. A large, private balcony stretched across the entirety of the room. There was even a small second floor that featured a sitting area with another TV and a small refrigerator.

“Gerald, this is incredible,” Penelope said before pulling her husband close for a kiss.

“You deserve it,” he said before putting her down.

They explored the room together, sharing kisses and laughs as they ran into each room and tested out the furniture.

“I can’t believe how comfortable the bed is!” Penelope said as she jumped into it. Her long, elegant white wedding dress billowed up around her before settling onto the comforter.

“How about a glass of champagne?” Gerald asked.

The hotel had left a bottle and two glasses for them with a note that wished them a wonderful wedding night and a happy life together.

“That would be lovely,” Penelope replied as she rolled over and stared at the view over the balcony. The city lights looked particularly beautiful from their elevated point of view.

Penelope looked over as Gerald popped the champagne cork and it shot across the room and into a corner. She slid off the bed and put her arms around her husband from behind as he poured them both a glass of champagne.

Gerald grabbed the glasses and spun around, handing one to Penelope. He kissed his radiant bride and basked in the sense of overwhelming joy he felt at having married such a beautiful, smart, talented woman.

“You’ve made me a very lucky man, Penelope,” he said.

“A toast to us,” she offered.

Their glasses clinked lightly and they looked into each other’s eyes while happily downing the expensive, exquisitely delicious champagne.

“It’s not too cold out and the view from up here is incredible. Let’s check out the deck,” Gerald suggested.

He grabbed the bottle of champagne and Penelope followed. There was a bit of a breeze, but they’d lucked into an unseasonably cool summer night for their wedding.

Penelope sat across Gerald’s lap and they shared a long, slow kiss out on the deck. She caressed his face as their foreheads pressed together and again Gerald felt awash in a kind of bliss he didn’t even know was possible.

“I love you, Penelope,” he whispered.

“I love you too, Gerald, and now I get to love you for the rest of my life,” she whispered back before kissing him once more.

Between the champagne, Penelope’s overwhelming beauty, and the sensual kissing, Gerald couldn’t help but get erect. The fact that she was sitting in his lap and not-so-subtly grinding her ass into him made the stiffness in his pants inevitable.

“Is that for me?” Penelope asked at one point. She seemed overtaken with lust too.

Gerald smiled at his wife, but his chance to answer was interrupted by a knock at the door.

“Who could that be?” Penelope asked.

“I’ll go find out,” Gerald said as he helped his wife to her feet and led her inside.

He looked down at his erection and resolved to hide it behind the door so as to avoid any unnecessary embarrassment.

When he reached the door, Gerald took a moment to look through the peephole. He saw one of his groomsmen, Colton, standing there.

“Hey man, come on in,” Gerald said as he opened the door.

Colton looked a little nervous as he stepped into the suite and looked around. He turned to face Gerald and whispered, “Hey, man. So, look, are you sure about this?”

Gerald smiled. “Yes. I’m absolutely certain. This is the right thing to do. This is what Penelope deserves. It’s probably what she’d even say she wants if she was being totally honest.”

“Wait, she doesn’t know about this?” Colton asked.

“Gerald, honey, who was at the door?” Penelope asked as she rounded the corner. “Oh, Colton. What are you doing here?”

Gerald smiled. He knew he was right. Penelope’s reaction confirmed it. She seemed like a shy schoolgirl whose crush had just asked her where to find the library.

“Hey, Penelope,” Colton said.

Penelope lifted her hand to wave and dropped it just as quickly, like she was embarrassed.

“Why don’t we have a seat?” Gerald suggested.

“Honey, I don’t mean to be rude to our guest, but would you mind telling me what’s going on?” Penelope asked as they moved to the exquisitely comfortable couches.

“Of course,” Gerald said as he turned to his wife. His heart pounded as he readied his answer. He knew he was taking a risk. He was certain he was right, but he also knew he could be making a colossal mistake that would get his marriage off to a decidedly rock start.

Gerald took a deep breath and said, “Colton is your wedding present.”

Colton shifted on the couch across from them. Penelope looked at her husband and at the groomsman. For a few moments, an uncomfortable silence filled the room.

“I’m sorry?” Penelope finally said.

Gerald smiled and repeated, “Colton is your wedding present.”

Penelope looked over at Colton once more and then back at Gerald. “I heard you, Gerald. I just don’t understand what you’re saying. I need you to be a whole lot clearer with me.”

Gerald had planned for Penelope to be resistant at first. He knew his bride wouldn’t eagerly jump at the chance to enjoy another man on their wedding night. She cared for his feelings far too much to do that.

“I meant it when I said you deserve the best, Penelope, and I didn’t just mean the best hotel room for our wedding night. You deserve the best of everything. You deserve to live the best life possible. You deserve to enjoy Colton on our wedding night,” he explained.

Penelope looked surprised, though Gerald was pleased to see that she didn’t seem outraged at the idea.

“Wait, you mean that you invited Colton to our hotel room to…to have sex with me?” she asked.

“I invited Colton here to ensure that you had the wedding night sex that you deserve,” Gerald said. He studied his wife’s face and found no anger. “We both know I’m not the most gifted lover, and I think if we were both honest we’d admit that you don’t always experience the kind of satisfaction you’d like when we have sex.”

A pained look crossed Penelope’s face as she looked away from Gerald. He knew he was right and that it likely wasn’t something she wanted to confront on their wedding night.

“You know that doesn’t matter, Gerald,” she said. “You’re a wonderfully generous lover. You always tend to me when I need it. I wouldn’t have married you if you didn’t.”

“Penelope, I want to be with you for the rest of my life and I know that you’re not going to be satisfied with what I have to offer for that time span. I’d be surprised if you were satisfied for more than a year or two. Colton is the solution to that, at least for tonight. My gift isn’t just him. My gift is a willingness to ensure that you’re always satisfied for as long as we’re together. My gift is to offer that satisfaction without a hint of jealousy.”

Gerald watched his wife’s internal battle play out on her face. For a moment it seemed like she wanted to be anywhere but in the hotel suite, and in the next she was glancing over at Colton with a hungry look in her eyes.

“How can you be sure?” she asked.

“Sure about what?”

Penelope looked at him and rubbed her fingers over his hands. “How can you be sure you won’t be jealous? Isn’t that the one thing every man gets jealous about? Aren’t men genetically programmed to be jealous when their wives have sex with someone else?”

Gerald tried his best to stifle the victorious smile that wanted to dance across his face. He knew he’d won. He knew he was right. Penelope wanted to be with Colton. She wanted to take him up on his offer or she would have kicked Colton out of their room by that point.

“You’re right,” Gerald said. “Most men are like that. I’m not like most men, though. My love for you supersedes any jealousy I might feel. It drives me to do absolutely anything it takes to make you happy, and to keep you happy forever.”

Penelope took Gerald’s face in her hands and leaned forward. They shared a soft, lingering kiss before she pulled back a few inches and asked, “Are you absolutely certain?”

Gerald nodded and whispered, “Go to him. Enjoy him.”

There was a sparkle in her eye as Penelope smiled and stood up. She closed the distance between her and Colton quickly and asked, “Are you okay with this? I know my husband can be quite persuasive.”

“I am,” Colton answered. “I’ve been a bit jealous of Gerald since you two started dating. You’re astoundingly beautiful, Penelope. It would thrill me to do this.”

Penelope turned back to her husband and asked, “How did you know?”

Gerald smiled, but he wasn’t going to answer right away. “Know what, my love?”

“How did you know I’d want your friend to fuck me on our wedding night?” she asked.

Gerald felt a strong stirring of lust between his legs. “You’re not as careful as you think. I’ve seen the way you steal little glances at him. I’ve seen the way you smile when he looks at you.”

Penelope sat across Colton’s lap and put her arms around his neck as Gerald shared his insights.

“Plus, sometimes you talk in your sleep and sometimes you have rather naughty dreams.”

Colton, now seeming quite comfortable with the proceedings, worked the hem of Penelope’s wedding dress up her legs and caressed the soft skin just above her knees.

“Do you dream about me?” he asked.

“It’s happened from time to time,” she replied.

Colton’s fingers continued their journey up Penelope’s legs as she closed her eyes and moaned quietly.

“And what happens in those dreams?” Colton asked.

Penelope moved closer to the man caressing her thighs. Their lips were practically touching as she said, “I’ve heard tales of your skill, Colton. You’re good enough that some of your ex-girlfriends like to talk about you and they say such wonderful things.”

“And am I doing those things to you in your dreams?” he asked.

Penelope closed her eyes and let out a low, lusty moan. Gerald was certain his wife was being fingered in her wedding dress.

“You are,” she said before turning and looking across the coffee table at her husband. “You’re making me feel so good, Colton.”

Gerald wasn’t sure if she was talking about her dreams or about the fingering she was enjoying.

“I think of you, you know,” Colton said.

“When you’re dreaming?” Penelope asked.

“Actually, I’m almost always awake and rather erect,” he said while continuing to work his fingers into Penelope’s pussy.

“Are you saying you fantasize about me, Colton?” she asked in a breathy voice.

“Yes, Penelope,” he answered before pressing his lips against hers.

Penelope moaned as they shared a passionate kiss. Gerald’s cock was already hard and it throbbed as he watched his wife give herself over to the other man’s lust. He watched their tongues dance in a lusty fashion.

“Take me to the bed, Colton,” Penelope said.

Gerald watched another man carry his wife to the bed. He watched Colton reach up under Penelope’s dress and pull off the white lace panties she’d worn. He thought about how it was supposed to be him doing those things and wondered if his erection would be anywhere near as stiff if Colton wasn’t taking his place.

“I need you inside me,” Penelope said.

It seemed that there wouldn’t be time for foreplay. She was too turned on to wait. She was a beautiful, impossibly sexy bride eager to have a man inside her.

Colton kicked off his shoes and stripped out of his pants before climbing on top of Penelope. She unbuttoned his shirt as they kissed.

Gerald quietly moved into a chair in the bedroom so he could enjoy the show he’d orchestrated. He found his wife’s obvious passion for the other man arousing in the best way possible, though he left his erect cock in his pants. He wanted to leave the sexual activity to the two of them.

“Wait, we don’t have any condoms,” Penelope said.

“It’s okay, my love,” Gerald said. “Colton agreed to be tested for this and he’s clean. Feel free to enjoy him bare.”

Penelope spread her legs and welcomed Colton between them. She reached down through the layers of her dress and helped guide his cock inside her.

Her eyes closed and her head fell to the bed as the other man slipped into her pussy. Gerald felt an unexpected kind of arousal in his loins. He knew he’d enjoy watching Colton give Penelope the kind of sex she deserved, but he didn’t expect it to leave him so hard.

“Oh, Colton,” Penelope said. “Fuck me. Please, fuck me.”

Gerald watched his friend and groomsman do exactly that. He watched his wife kiss the man inside her. He heard Penelope moan with each thrust. He witnessed someone give her something that he’d never been able to provide. He witnessed Penelope having great sex.

Penelope wasn’t much of a talker during sex and it was no different on their wedding night. She made noises that Gerald hadn’t heard before, though. Her moans were louder and lustier. It sounded like she had no control over them, like the intense pleasure she was feeling forced them out of her.

Gerald looked down and saw a precum stain on the front of his pants. He’d been leaking as he watched his wife and groomsman fuck. The pleasure was intense in a way he’d never experienced.

Penelope was moaning louder now. Gerald knew she was approaching her orgasm. It seemed that Colton was as well. He felt his heart beating harder. It felt like he could hear it.

“Oh my God!” Penelope cried out as her orgasm hit. She wrapped her arms around Colton and pulled him tight against her dress. “I’m cumming!”

Colton’s thrust sped up and moments later he grunted and held his cock inside Penelope. They climaxed together and both seemed to find deep pleasure in it. Gerald had certainly never seen his wife cum like that before.

Afterwards, Penelope ran her hands over Colton’s naked, muscular back and through his hair as they kissed. It was the kind of affection a woman offers to the man that makes her cum on her wedding night, only it wasn’t her husband that was receiving it.

“Thank you,” Penelope said.

“Trust me, the pleasure was all mine,” Colton responded before they kissed again.

Gerald expected it to be a quick kiss before they disentangled, but it wasn’t. It was a deep, passionate kiss. It was the kiss of two lovers that didn’t want their time together to end.

When their lips eventually parted, Penelope looked over at Gerald and smiled. “And thank you, my love. That was the most wonderful wedding gift.”

“Trust me, the pleasure was all mine,” Gerald said. “Plus, Colton has a room at the hotel. There’s no reason you can’t enjoy him again before we leave. This isn’t a onetime gift, after all. This gift is meant to ensure a lifetime of pleasure for you, my love.”

Penelope turned back to Colton and smiled. It was the kind of radiant, joyful look that Gerald loved being responsible for. They shared another passionate kiss.

“What if I want him again tonight?” Penelope asked as he held her lover’s gaze.

“My bride deserves the best,” Gerald answered.

“Good,” Penelope said as she gently pushed against Colton’s chest, signaling him to slip out of her pussy. “Would you mind helping me out of my dress, Gerald? I think Colton might enjoy fucking me in my bridal lingerie.”

“Of course,” Gerald said as he stood and helped undo the hooks that held the corseted part of the dress in place.

Penelope looked beautiful in the white lace lingerie she’d chosen. Gerald couldn’t help but stare as she turned around and pulled him close.

“Can you do one more thing for me?” she asked.

“Anything.”

“Are you sure?” she said while running her fingers over the obvious erection making a tent in his pants.

Gerald wondered if she was about to ask for something he wouldn’t want to give, but he still said, “Yes. I’ll do anything for you.”

Penelope stepped closer to Gerald. Her body felt exquisite pressed against his, even with all his clothes on.

“I want to make love on my wedding night,” Penelope began, “and I want Colton to be the one that makes love to me. But, for it to be perfect we need to be alone. So I want you to take Colton’s keycard and wait in his room until we’re done with our wedding night sex.”

Gerald tried to hide the mixture of disappointment and dismay he was feeling. He wondered if this was Penelope’s way of punishing him for arranging all of this without her permission. He wondered if he’d actually made a mistake inviting another man to have sex with her on their wedding night.

He’d committed to it, though, and he was going to see it through. He was going to have faith that Penelope loved him as much as he loved her.

“I don’t know how long we’ll be,” she said. “I’m feeling a little more ravenous than usual, after all. Make sure you bring your phone with you. I’ll call when you can come back. Okay, honey?”

Gerald glanced at his naked friend resting in the bed he was supposed to spend the night in. He saw that Colton’s cock was already hard again. He knew that it was too late to take back his wedding gift.

“I love you,” Gerald said.

“I love you more than you can know,” Penelope replied as she pulled him close for a kiss. “Truly, this is the best wedding gift you could have gotten me. You have no idea how happy you’ve made me. I love you, Gerald. I’m lucky to be your wife.”

“I’m the lucky one,” he said before stepping back and watching his wife climb into bed with his groomsman.

By the time Gerald found Colton’s room key they were already kissing. Penelope didn’t even look up as he walked out of the bedroom.

Gerald knew she loved him. He did his best to concentrate on that as he walked out the door and down the hall to the elevator. He heard his wife moaning. Colton was inside her again. He wondered how long he’d have to wait in the other man’s room. Would he get to spend any of his wedding night with his wife?