That time we got a hotel room and watched Star Wars... oh yeah, and fucked each other's brains out [mff] [long] | 2016

I've written about most of our adventures borne of our searching on /r/BaltimoreAndDCr4r, and we've thoroughly enjoyed them all (even the ones too boozy to remember well enough to document) but this is the first one Mark Hamill was there for. Buckle in, because while it's a long tale, it's well worth it...

We'd been with Lacy a couple of times-- once at her place and once at Rachel's-- and both times were amazing. The last time we were together, after dressing to the nines, and meeting at a fancy bar, Lacy suggested we get a hotel room for the night and take our time enjoying one another. We talked about it and thought it was a great idea, so I looked into some options. I found a reasonably-priced room (especially split three ways) at a Ritz-Carlton right outside of DC. A pool, a spa,a mini-bar... not that we took advantage of any of these amenities. We had a king-sized bed, and that was the most important part. I booked the room and we began counting down the days. It was especially painful for Lacy, whom I gave instructions to avoid cumming during the week leading up. Cruel, yes, but I knew we'd make it up to her.

Rachel and I got to the hotel just in time for check-in at 4 and hung out for a while. Had a few drinks, made out for a while, watched an episode of Community, and listened to some Chance the Rapper. We weren't in our dinner clothes quite yet-- I had on a dress shirt and jeans and Rachel was wearing jeans, a tank top, and a flannel shirt, but Lacy arrived in a stunning red dress with stockings and bright red lipstick. We wasted little time in opening the wine we brought and catching up-- the three of us hadn't been together in almost a month (although Lacy and I spent some solo time together the week prior). After a few drinks, we decided to go to the hotel restaurant, so Rachel and I got dressed-- suit and tie for me, and a little black dress for Rachel. We brought a bottle with us, but were told the uncorking fee was $60 so we decided we could hold off on drinking for a little while. We had a good meal (with excellent bread) and went back to the room to continue our evening.

The girls were sitting on the couch next to each other while I made myself a drink and moseyed on over to them, moving to the music in my head. I think they complimented my moves (they must have been drunk, because I have no rhythm), because I began doing a little striptease for them. After putting on some music (St. Vincent, I think), the jacket came off, then the tie, then the dress shirt, button by button. I pulled the undershirt off and followed it with the dress pants, letting them compliment my ass and cop a few feels as they laughed and put a few singles in my boxer briefs. I was hard as a rock by this point (ego stroking is an aphrodisiac-- who knew??) and they helped themselves to feeling my shaft through my underwear and the tip poking out down my leg. Lacy excused herself to the bathroom while Rachel and I began kissing. When she returned, she was wearing some lovely black lingerie, including a bra with a zipper down the front. Great as it looked, we took it off pretty quickly and started sucking on her nipples. She has these amazing nipples that are always hard and are so much fun to play with. While the girls were kissing, I stood behind Lacy and felt her up, squeezing her breasts and slipping a hand between her legs. It was at that point that I felt the metal plug poking out between her ass cheeks-- another instruction.

We shifted our focus to Rachel who we quickly got naked as well, and who I discovered was also wearing a butt plug (before anyone asks, no, I was not wearing one). While she was bent over the bed tending to my girlfriend, I pulled down Lacy's panties and revealed the shiny metal plug. I couldn't refuse myself a taste of her cleanly shaven pussy before getting on the bed and focusing on Rachel. She was soaked. I went down on her hungrily, soaking my beard with her juices and making her cum rather quickly because of how worked up she was. I told Lacy to get on Rachel's face, and she did, knees on either side of her head. Rachel knew what was expected of her and began eating Lacy out as I pulled my briefs down and plunged into Rachel's pussy. I heard her muffled moan and braced myself against Lacy's back, occasionally feeling up her breasts but mostly focusing on filling my girlfriend to the brim with cum. It didn't take very long for my first orgasm of the night to explode inside of her as I leaned on Lacy for support. I pulled out and cleaned myself off a little while Rachel began paying it forward to Lacy and went down on her.

Thankfully, we had set up the under-bed restraints shortly after arriving at the hotel, because I leapt at the opportunity to use them on Lacy. I only secured her hands, though, leaving her legs free and enjoying the view for a little bit. I kissed Lacy and played with her breasts until Rachel offered me a turn-- how could I refuse. When Lacy and I had our one-on-one session the Sunday prior, we discovered that she can squirt, but I didn't jump the gun. I took my time making out with her smooth pussy lips and licking up her arousal before sliding my fingers in. Rachel was fingering herself towards another orgasm and sucking on Lacy's nipples while I built up a steady rhythm fingering her gspot until I knew she was close. I pulled my mouth away to finish her clit off with my thumb and watch as she cried out in pleasure and gushed out onto my hand, Rachel watching in mesmerized lust. The sheets were soaked beneath her ass and she caught her breath while I hurried to get a condom on. I traced my cock head along her slit and slid into her, pulling up her legs almost to my shoulders as I got some leverage behind my thrusts. I lasted longer this time, pounding away for a while until the inevitable happened and I buried myself deep inside of her, filling the condom up. I stayed there for several long moments, letting the climax wash over me and gingerly pulling out of her.

Then we put bathrobes on and began watching Star Wars. I had recently acquired the original trilogy-- not the special edition version, but the 1993 theatrical cuts where Han shoots first, there's no cgi, and Hayden Christiansen does not appear as a force ghost. So I put on A New Hope and we all cuddled up to watch. Around the time Obi Wan turns off the tractor beam of the Death Star, I went to the bathroom. When I got back, the two girls were kissing in bed.

God, my life is great.

I watched for a while in rapturous silence, sitting on the foot of the bed as they shed their robes and let their hands explore one another. I invited myself to stroke their legs and their asses when Lacy straddled Rachel. I squeezed the former's ass and slipped a couple of fingers into her as she grinded her pussy onto Rachel's thigh. I let my tongue tease her asshole while she did most of the work, and it didn't take long before she announced her rapidly approaching orgasm and made a mess on Rachel's leg. She slowed down and eventually got off, going to the bathroom. By the time she returned, Rachel and I had made out for a while and I had her ankles on my shoulders, my cock as deep inside of her as possible. I told Lacy to choke her, which she took to quickly, pulling her hair and prompting Rachel to wheeze out a single word, "Harder." Rachel would later tell me that I was almost getting too deep, but in the moment, it just felt so good. She came on my dick, which set me off and I erupted inside of her. It was Rachel's turn to go to the bathroom, and when she got back, Lacy and I were cuddled up together in bed. Just in time to watch Luke blow up the Death Star.

We ordered room service as Luke and Han got their medals, and began Empire, donning our bathrobes as we laid there in satisfied bliss. This was the kind of hotel where they bring the tray into the room, so while Rachel tipped the guy, Lacy and I had to adjust a little bit so as to avoid giving the guy a show. We at our quesadilla, chicken tenders, and pickle spears as the Battle of Hoth ended. The robes must have come off again pretty quickly, because I very clearly remember the two of them lying on their stomachs at the foot of the bed as we get Boba Fett's first appearance next to Bossk and IG-88.

I began rubbing their backs and legs for several minutes, enjoying their smooth skin and feeling pretty great about life. My hands wandered, of course, and soon enough, I was fingering them both. Instead of penetrating them, I was focusing on their clits, sliding up and down with those little nubs trapped between my index and middle fingers. My thumb was placed on their assholes, with the plugs long removed at this point. They remained still for the most part, occasionally kissing or stroking one another. I was asked to go inside, so I gave each of their assholes some licking before pushing my thumbs in and fingering them in earnest. Rachel was the first to cum, so I gave her a break as my focus turned to Lacy. I slid a trio of fingers into her pussy and began licking her asshole, and it didn't take long until she squirted again, much on the same spot as before. I got a condom and pulled her to her hands and knees, entering her from behind. On one knee, I adjusted our position slightly and hand one hand on her hip while the other was on her shoulder, pulling our bodies together firmly. Rachel looked on with her hands working furiously between her legs as I fucked Lacy until exploding into my condom and shivering in ecstasy.

We got cleaned up again and dimmed the lights a bit as we watched the iconic "I love you"--"I know" scene, and Rachel was asleep on my arm by the time Luke's parentage was revealed. Yet another "oh my god my life is the best" moment occurred as I had Rachel on one arm and Lacy on the other, and Jedi autoplayed after Empire. Lacy was asleep shortly afterwards, but I couldn't bring myself to disturb them by turning the movies off, much less fall asleep and end the night for good. I made it until around the arrival on Endor before Rachel woke up to use the bathroom, and I asked her to turn it off for me. Yesssss.

I woke up pretty early, a slender blade of light cutting into the hotel room and illuminating the two lovely ladies I had on either side of me. Rachel was spooning me from behind and I had an arm on Lacy's stomach when I began to rouse. My fingers were tracing random shapes on her skin, and she was awake too, eventually putting my hand on her breast instead. I took the hint and circled her nipples, squeezed her tits one by one, and kept going back and forth between the two. She had her hand between her legs, moaning, but I couldn't help myself. I replaced hers with mine, and rubbed her clit gently and steadily. Rachel was awake behind me, rubbing my back, but it didn't take me long to reposition between Lacy's legs and give her pussy some oral attention. I assumed she'd be sore, so I didn't try to use my fingers at all, I just dragged my tongue up and down on her slit and lapped at her clit until she couldn't take it anymore. Moving over to Rachel, I did the same thing until she came and I was satisfied. I crawled up between them, ready to continue the Star Wars saga, but Lacy noticed my morning wood and had other ideas. She stroked it steadily and eventually began going down on me. She focused on the tip at first, licking all around it and taking it into her mouth. She paid heed to my balls and the base of my shaft before taking the entire thing into her mouth and deep throating me. I distinctly remember feeling her hands on my pelvis and marveling at how good such a subtle thing could feel as I slowly approached a climax. Just as I was about to cum, Rachel swapped in and took my full load in her mouth, swallowing what little there was left after near constant use over the past 12 hours.

I said, "Good morning," to them both and we picked up Jedi at the battle on Jabba's pleasure barge, one girl resting on the crook of each shoulder. We all dozed off at various points, but woke up in time to see Sebastian Shaw play Anakin's ghost at the end of the trilogy and breathed a sigh of relief as we didn't have to see Hayden Christiansen intrude on our morning. Checkout was still another hour away, but we got our stuff ready and left for brunch at a nearby diner. I still smelled like pussy until that night, when I (reluctantly) showered.

Life is good.