*Turns out I’m incapable of writing short stories. One of the joys of being a hotwife is getting to consult the two men in this story who were there for missing details, so a big thanks to both of them. Thanks as well to the people who chose my [last story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ds5abu/my_first_threesome_did_not_include_my_fiancé_mfm/) as winner of November. Thanks so much for reading and I hope you enjoy!
[Link to some recent gifs we posted to the hotwife subreddit, for those who have said we aren’t real in the past or just in case you want to put a body to the name. NSFW/Sound.](https://www.reddit.com/r/Hotwife/comments/ffwa6f/comment/fk0wpca)
My name is Melissa, and I’m here to share another one of my adventures. For context, I was lucky enough that four years ago I met the love of my life, Jake. Even though I have always been a bit of a good girl, my fiance’s kink of enjoying watching me fool around with other people has taken me from innocent and timid to wild and promiscuous. I am in my mid-20s, with long red hair, a slim waist but a thicker hips and ass, and breasts on the smaller size.
Believe it or not, finding safe, attractive men who are skilled in bed and interested in no-strings attached sex with a woman in a relationship is much more difficult than people seem to think. As a couple, we need people who both of us vibe with, and who treat us both with respect. We aren’t interested in cuckolding; we only look to have fun as a couple and hopefully turn some special guy’s fantasies into reality.
As such, when I received a message on Reddit from a local guy named Brandon who wanted to meet up, my hopes weren’t exactly high. Once we started texting though, he seemed to really understand what we were looking for. He chatted with Jake as much as he chatted with me. He asked all the right questions and gave all the right answers. There was undeniable chemistry between us. And to top it off, Brandon was older than us (which I’ve always wanted to try!), fit, and very handsome.
The first time the three of us met up, the attraction between Brandon and I was electric. He was around 6’1″, slim but very strong, with dark hair and eyes and a bit of facial stubble. Jake noticed the mutual attraction and sneakily said that he needed to take a work call upstairs to give us a bit of privacy.
Within 15 minutes of walking through the door, he was telling me how sexy I was while I was on my knees between his strong legs, stripped to my bra and underwear, and enthusiastically sucking his cock. We ended up spending nearly an hour and a half fucking like crazy, learning each other’s bodies, with Jake occasionally watching or joining in. We went down on each other and tried out a bunch of positions. Brandon was fantastic in bed, and I nearly lost count of the number of times I came. He became my first ever regular FWB, and we still meet up with him to this day.
A few months after our stellar first meeting, Jake’s birthday was approaching. While blowjobs are a very regular thing in our household, for birthday blowjobs I really tend go all out (outfits, lingerie, really taking my time, etc.) I had mentioned this fact to Brendan the last time we had gotten together, and later that night he sent me a text. It read:
“You give amazing head, but I was thinking… I’ve always wanted to train a girl to deepthroat. Maybe we can set up a session together? Jake can just enjoy the show ;)”
This was a new area for me. I’m the type of girl who gets a lot of pleasure from giving pleasure, and while I occasionally play the domme, I’m most in my element as submissive in the bedroom. Needless to say, my interest was piqued. Jake is really well hung, and I had never quite managed to deepthroat him. After considering, I replied telling Brandon to come over Friday night for our training session.
By the time Friday came around, I was already starting to feel the usual mix of nerves and excitement that comes with playing with someone who isn’t my fiance. Jake and I sat side by side kissing and teasing one another before Brandon arrived. I still hadn’t told him exactly what we were planning, but I could tell he was excited.
When the doorbell rang, I hopped up off the couch and went to open the door. Brandon came in looking as handsome as ever, but wearing a backpack which was a bit unusual. He greeted me by grabbing my ass and kissing me deeply. We sat in the kitchen and had a couple of drinks before Jake suggested we all head upstairs.
Once we were in the bedroom, Jake took a seat on our lounge chair, and Brandon started kissing me again. We took our time undressing one another until we were completely naked slowly building the anticipation and desire between us from a spark to a burning need. Eventually, he broke the kiss and asked if I was ready to see what he brought. I nodded, feeling a pang of anxiety in my stomach.
From his backpack, he pulled out something wrapped in a towel, as well as two leather wrist restraints. Unwrapping the towel, there was a Hitachi-style wand. He put it on the side table, before folding the towel in half and putting it on the floor near the foot of our bed. I looked at the items with increasing anxiety, but also curiosity.
“Getting kinky today, are ya?” said Jake with a laugh.
Hearing his voice reduced my anxiety right away. It’s one of the main reasons I love having him there to watch and take care of me.
“We don’t have to use anything you don’t want to use” said Brandon with a smile at me. I loved that he was never pushy – it made me trust him and more willing to explore new things. “And we’ll go slow” he added. “I have a few rules I’d like you to consider as well”.
“Rule 1: I expect you to maintain eye contact with me at all times when possible. That’s important during a blowjob. Rule 2: use your hands as little as possible. That’s what the wrist restraints are for. Your hands will go behind your back, if you’re comfortable with that?” He looked at me, raising an eyebrow with the question.
Slowly I turned around and put my hands together behind my back. He put on each leather cuff snugly on each wrist, before clipping them together with a fastener. It was actually kind of comfortable – a lot more so than handcuffs which I had tried once in the past.
“Good girl” he whispered in my ear, before he unexpectedly spanked my ass with a solid slap. I let out an involuntary gasp, spun around, and called him a jerk, but I felt a wet heat growing between my legs. He kissed me again and told me to get on my knees on the towel he had laid out. I sank down to my knees, my butt still stinging slightly. His cock was directly in my face. It was only a bit bigger than average at about 6.5″, but it was thick, well manscaped, and his balls were heavy and inviting. I stuck my tongue out and started licking his balls in little circles, before taking one in my mouth and softly sucking.
“Rule 3” he continued with a cocky grin. “Jake, can you please plug in the wand, turn it on to the lowest setting, and put it down between Mel’s legs, so that when she lowers herself down it will be right on that pretty pussy.”
“Sounds good to me!” said Jake. He plugged in the wand, and turned it on, and set it on the towel between my legs. He pulled my hips downward, and readjusted so the tip of the wand pressed against my clit. I gasped and involuntarily ground against it, but Brandon quickly pulled me up off of it.
“Rule 3 is that when I tell you ‘down’, sit on the toy. When I say ‘up’, you lift back up. But I’m only going to give it to you as a reward for following all the rules, and you can’t cum without asking me. Understood? And if you’ve had enough, just say so.”
“Yes sir” I replied, locking my eyes to his. “Thank you for teaching me.”
“Good girl. Now, remember to breath through your nose and relax your throat. Let’s see what you’ve got.”
I started slowly, licking up each side of his shaft, getting him nice and slick while enjoying his smooth hardness against my tongue and lips. I kept wanting to reach up to play with his balls, but kept forgetting about the restraints. I maintained eye contact with him the entire time, eventually swirling my tongue in slow circles around the head of his cock, before slowly letting my mouth envelop him.
He told me to lower down, so I did, gasping at the pleasure and the intensity of the situation. I tried to ignore the pleasure and focus on the lesson I was there to learn. Brandon had wrapped his hand around my braid to guide my mouth Still maintaining eye contact, I took him as deep as I could, maybe 4″, before I felt the head of his cock press against the back of my throat. I gagged lightly, and my eyes teared up a bit, and I shut them as he held me there, not pushing any deeper, but allowing me to get used to it.
“Up” he said. As little as I wanted to admit it, I realized I had broken eye contact for quite a few seconds. He pulled his wet cock out of my mouth, strings of saliva and pre-cum making little shiny ropes that attached my lips with him as I pulled off the wand. Jake told me later it already looked sticky with my wetness. “When I’m getting head from a pretty little slut like you, I want to see those big blue eyes locked to mine. Again.”
Feeling my competitive nature coming out, I locked eyes with him again, and this time, when his cock hit the back of my throat, I fixed my eyes on his, even when they started to tear up.
“Good girl. Down.”
I pressed myself back into the toy. It felt incredible, and I could already feel an orgasm building. This thought fled as he pulled my mouth down another inch on his cock. I sputtered but recovered quickly. He was actually in my throat now, and surprisingly it was easier than getting past the initial gag reflex. He held me there for five seconds or so, pulling out as I sputtered again.
Every time Brandon pulled out of my throat, he’d instruct me to raise myself back off of the wand, only letting me lower back down once he was buried back deep in my mouth. And every time, he’d get more aggressive, getting deeper and deeper in my throat, holding me down for longer and longer until I was gasping for breath. My face was covered with mix of saliva and pre-cum, mascara running from my eyes, but my body was on fire with need, probably from being edged for what must have been only 20 minutes of this treatment.
At one point, as I was gasping away after nearly 15 seconds of gagging on his cock, he asked me if he could get a bit rougher, and a bit more intense. I don’t know if it was the hope he’d let me cum, or if it was my submissive side wanting to please him, or if it was my competitive nature, but I told him to let me have it, as long as he didn’t leave any marks and if I shook my head, that meant stop.
He took the words to heart, and now he added in light slapping, pinching my nipples, and occasionally fucking my throat instead of just holding his thick cock in one place while I adjusted. To my surprise, this drove me absolutely wild, and after only a few minutes more the tip of my nose was pressing into his mound. I felt so proud of myself!
The next time he pulled out, he didn’t tell me to get up off of the wand, and instead wrapped his hand back around my braid and made me lick his ass for a minute. Rimming is something I enjoy, so I pressed my tongue against his ass and licked away. I was so close to orgasm that it felt like I was under water. Remembering the rules through my daze, I asked him if I could cum.
“Not yet. Up.” he ordered. I groaned with an insane level frustration and pent up need, before raising myself again. He wrapped his hand around my throat, gently but firmly, and lifted me to my feet, then squatted and lifted me in a fireman’s carry over his shoulder. He laid me on my back on the bed so that my head was just slightly hanging over the edge. Then he bent down again, picked up the wand, and turned up the vibration level.
He began fucking my throat in earnest, using his free hand to pinch and tease my nipples, and from this position it felt a lot easier for me to take it. His balls were slapping against my face as he buried his cock to the hilt over and over again. I felt his orgasm building as well. He pressed the wand back to my pussy, and my mind went completely blank with pleasure. Jake calls this state “dick drunk”.
He stopped thrusting, and began to pulse what felt like ten ropes of hot cum directly down my throat, before pulling out and adding his last few shots to my face. Within 10 seconds of that, I had one of the most powerful orgasms of my life, soaking the sheets underneath me, my body going rigid, toes curling, and I think I may have even let out a few cries of relief. He turned off the wand.
Brandon took a moment to admire his handywork in the form of a still quivering, sperm- and saliva-covered hotwife. His last move was to use a finger to scoop the leftover cum on my face into my mouth, and then having me lick his cock clean. After undoing my wrist restraints, we got dressed, said our goodbyes, and then Jake and I fucked like animals for nearly an hour straight before passing out.
Jake told me recently that to this day, that was one of the hottest, sluttiest things he’s ever seen in his life, and that he loved every minute of it. He also didn’t complain that on his birthday, I managed to take his cock nearly all the way to the base, which he says no one has ever done before. Despite a sore throat for the following two days, it was an amazing experience, and I still meet up with Brandon every 3-4 months.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/fu9krs/deepthroat_training_from_a_fwb_for_my_fiances