[MF] FINALLY experienced my favorite kink, getting hotwifed by my college girlfriend. It has no gross parts, no extreme degradation (no penis size kinks or „being sisy“). It’s realistic, raw. It’s emotionally detached – just pure animal-like ownage of me as a boyfriend.

I’ve never talked about this before, but wanted to share my experiences from trying to dabble in this years back. My experiences will be very tame compared to what’s often on here, but maybe there will be some ‘hotness’ to them based on their truth.

I never found myself turned on by the thought of sharing my girlfriend until I was in my late teens early twenties. I picked up my girlfriend from a nightclub when I was about 21 and she was 18. We’ll call her Stacy. She had been with probably 3 times more people I had at the time (5vs15), and this made me think she would be receptive to my fantasy. I brought up fantasy talk numerous times always looking for the right time to bring mine up. I didn’t want to escalate from something so light straight into something so crazy. I would often ‘sext’ her and escalate the dirty talking waiting for my time. I finally brought it up one time sexting about having sex on the side road when a police officer pulls up. I replied ‘If he was going to give us a ticket, would you let him grab your tits to get out of it’. She replied something like ‘If you would let me I would’. I said ‘What if after that he wanted you to suck his cock?”. She said “I don’t know, would you want me to do something like that”. I said “Maybe, if it could get us out of the ticket I’d let you.”. She said “Then I’d probably do it.”

From that day foreward I was bringing up multiple scenarios like this this. Texting, in person, in the bed. Would you this and would you that. I was young and wanted to see where I could take it. She had recently got a text from a guy she met from Arizona shortly before meeting me. He was going to be travelling to our city again, and I asked her “Would you ever have sex with him?” She wasn’t quite sure. I was hoping she’d be all in, since she’d been with quite a few guys, but she wasn’t ready.

Eventually, after a week or so, we talked it out more and she was willing to suck his cock. I was extremely excited. He was in town and was going to come to the same club as us. It was myself, half a dozen of my friends (none of which knew and I would never tell), and Stacy. He was texting her throughout the night and was going to be coming a bit later. My plan was this. My friends and I would normally take cabs or the bus to get to the club, but this time I decided I would take myself and Stacy in my car and meet my friends at the bar (so I didn’t have to drive them as I didn’t want them knowing where my car was). I parked it in a secluded area. When the guy arrived at the bar she would take him off to the dance floor and get him all worked up. When she was ready, she would come to couches that my friends and I were sitting at and say “Can I have your keys, I left my smokes in your car?”.

I would then toss her my keys, she would find her guy again, and take him to my car. When they got to my car she was going to make a move and transition to sucking his cock in my car. I told her she had to swallow (which was the norm anyway). When she was done, she was to come back to the table with the guy and hand the keys to me in front of all of my friends and the guy. They were both to sit down with us, and she was then going to text me all the things she had just done to him. Skip ahead to the real day, and he texts her that he’s outside. He showed up just after midnight and was unable to get in, leaving an hour later when he realzied they weren’t allowing any more people. So sad!

About a month later she had mentioned there was an attractive guy she met at the bar who gave her his number. I was trying to get her to meet guys at the time. She had finally found one and he was short so I didn’t feel threatened. My friends and I were all going to the club that night, and she was going to stay back and go on a date near my apartment. I had set up a video camera hidden in my closet so the whole thing could be recorded. She was going to meet the guy, bring him back to my apartment, turn on the camera, and then bring him from the living room to my bedroom.

There was a list of thing she was going to do on camera that I wanted. Suck his cock, get fucked doggy, up against the wall, on her stomach, ride him, and eventually finish him off by sucking his cock, swallowing half his cum and putting the other half on her face (I only ever blew it on her face once, in the shower). I went to the club, and she went on her date, texting me the entire time. After the dinner date, she ended up deciding she couldn’t do it, and when back to my place alone. Oh well.

I would break it off with this girl months later (unrelated to any of this) and would shortly start dating another girl. We’ll call this girl Alexis. She was smoking hot. I didn’t think it would go anywhere in the way of a hot girlfriend though. Unlike Stacy who had been with over 15, she had been with only 3. The morale of the story is, don’t judge a book by it’s cover haha. She was extremely loud in bed (not in an annoying way but a very hot way) and it was great for the ego. I was probably 23 and she was about 21.

I basically started talking to her about it the same way. Through sexting, police officer, this scenario, that scenario, slowing testing the waters.

This eventually led to her going to the bar with her friends, and just grinding with guys on the dance floor. Eventually as time went on, as we were discussing it she seemed more into the idea than I was if that was even possible at the time. It completely blew my mind. Older than last girlfriend, barely slept with anyone, etc. Maybe because she was such a ‘good girl’ she just wanted to do something wild.

She would tell me about grinding up guys boners and sliding her hand behind her to rub their cocks through their jeans, but nothing much more than that.

She had met a guy at the bar one night, and exchanged numbers. She told me that this was the guy she wanted. She wanted to meet up with him another night and take her back to my place but I vetoed it. Being far away from it all and getting a text before and after it all doesn’t really interest me. I wanted to set something up that was going to be awesome, because I didn’t know at that point if I’d want to do it again and again. (Hotwifing get’s me incredibly horny, and then after I jack off I absolutely hate the whole idea).
I told her we would do it differently. We’d meet him at the bar together. I would pretend to be her roommate and we’d come back to my place. If he asked at any point, we’d say I slept on the couch, but it never came up.

We went to the bar together and I decided to leave them alone and let them do their thing. I shot the shit with his friends for a bit, looking at girls etc, and eventually they made their way to the dance floor. She began to grind on him and I was instantly hard. From where I was I eventually saw her reach behind and I knew what was going on. I was hard as a rock and could have come with about 5 strokes.

I was filled with this huge sexual energy. One of those nights where you just feel so on, you can just grab the first chick you see and start making out with her without a word. I felt like I could have went to the first girl there, grabbed her hand, and taken her straight to the bathroom. I knew that if I stayed their watching for too long and I would start to get extremely sore blue balls. I went to the bathroom, into the stall, and rubbed one out in 5 seconds. I came back out, went to the dance floor, and went up to them.

“Hey, I’ve got to be home early tonight, do you guys both want a ride back now?” It was on.

I walked in the door first, and went straight to the living room. I grabbed a blanket and draped it over the couch to say “I’m going to bed”. This left only one place for them to go.

It must have been only about 3 minutes before he entered her.

I knew by the noise she was making. She was loud as hell!! I sat there stoking my cock all night long until it was raw, cumming half a dozen times. They fucked for about an hour and half. She was just in ecstacy for an hour. Her screams just made me want to cum instantly. I could hear their sound of their skin hitting together as he was fucking her hard from behind. My plan was to quietly twist the door handle at one point to get a mental image but when I tried I found out she locked the door. I could have opened it with a coat hanger but decided to wait. My imagination was running wild and that was probably better than anything I could have seen.

After they stopped fucking, it took me nearly and hour to fall back asleep. I eventually did and about 4-5 hours later I was woken up by him groaning. She wasn’t making any noise so I knew they weren’t fucking. I knew she must be sucking his cock. The hornier he got the more aggressive it sounded like he became. I got close to the door, brought a sock, and listended outside the door. “Aw yeah. Suck my fucking cock.” “You like my fucking cock don’t you” My girlfriend responded with a muffled “Mmmmhmmm”. Boom. Blew my load in the sock right there. “Aww. Ohh.. I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna cum in your mouth. Swallow my fucking cum.” I’ll never forget this moment. Groan after groan he interjects with “Swallow my cum you fucking little slut.” I’ll never forget those words. They make me hard as hell as I type this. My balls were sore a good 3 days after this. The hottest experience I ever had. The next day she wasn’t too keen on details. I tried to get them out of her, but I think she may have felt guilty about some of it. We never talked about it again, and I never pushed for many more details. I would ask her “What did you guys do last night?” and she would say “I don’t know, we fucked.” Well that was in a weird way enough for me!

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7y6jfs/mf_finally_experienced_my_favorite_kink_getting

3 comments

  1. You’re playing with Fire, boy.

    Communication and realizing that wank material isn’t reality is your key here. If you two can’t talk about the experience, that is your first red flag. Actually it’s your second. The first was the locked door.

    My wife and I have had 3 somes, we’ve fucked in clubs, we’ve fucked people on our own but it always starts and ends with us communicating. If you don’t have that bond, you will lose her to one of her bulls.

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