*Background*
I wrote this story as a fictional story I wanted to make a reality with my Bull. After the pantry sex with my neighbor I really wanted to explore sharing more explicitly my fantasies. I am still surprised how hot it was to ask a friend to fulfill a scenario I had running in my head – and to have them lean in so enthusiastically! And of course, I am NOT great at verbally expressing what I want – but I do like to write.
So why not try to write a story that could be loosely followed. So I did just that, I wrote the story. In my mind it is so HOT – I enjoyed so much exploring this fantasy. I shared the story with my Bull and he was willing to partner with me on experience – we set a time to meet and make it a reality.
**The regular font below is what was prewritten, the bolded text is what was either added, changed, or wasn’t written but happened.**
*Coffee Shop Greeting*
We agreed to meet Monday afternoon at 1 pm at a different hotel – one with a coffee shop nearby. Prior to meeting in the coffee shop, I checked into the hotel and got two room keys. I asked him to bring a tie – and to give it to me in the coffee shop.
He was sitting with his back to me as I walked into the coffee shop. I stopped and just truly felt the last moments of control before surrendering everything I had. I sat across from him; he didn’t say anything just looked at me. I had prewritten a note to put the room key in and placed it on the table. With my left hand, I pushed the envelope towards him. He placed his hand over mine, taking a moment to run his fingers over my wedding ring before taking the envelope from me. We still didn’t say anything as he put the envelope in his jacket pocket and pulled out the tie. It was rolled up, he placed it in my left hand and put my other hand on top and gave me a devilish smile. **I had one last minute surprise for my Bull, which was I put a temporary tattoo on the inside of my left wrist, I had hoped that when I passed him the envelope and I turned my hand over, he would see the tattoo and get a sense for the playful mood I was in, but it didn’t happen that way.** I blushed and stood up and walked out of the coffee shop.
*Gumption*
Shit. I felt so many feelings as I walked out of the coffee shop. I was overwhelmed – but I asked for everything that was about to happen – I had the gumption to share my desires. Now it was just time to ride the wave and feel it all.
I got to the room and set my stuff down, kicked off my shoes, and quickly got ready. I had five **(ten)** minutes from the moment I left the coffee shop to be ready. I probably had three minutes left. I took off my shirt and pants and got the tie ready.
**I was in my panties, getting the room just right and there was a knock on the door – which surprised me and I was confused and I WAS NOT ready! The door opened…and it was hotel staff. She looked me up and down and said, “Oh my gosh, I am so sorry sweetie”. I stood there stunned I didn’t even say anything – I looked down at the tie in my hands and breathed a sigh of relief that she hadn’t opened the door when I was in fact “ready”. It was also amusing to me that my rush of feelings had ZERO to do with any body image issues and more had to do with her looking at me and knowing exactly what was about to happen in this room.**
**I tried to shake the incident from my head and focus on the last remaining items. Then, a second knock on the door. My heart started racing – what the hell is happening? I got to the door, looked through the peep hole, but before I could see who was at the door another damn hotel employee was looking at me in my sexy lingerie. This time it was a guy and he looked VERY embarrassed, which I found a little comical, but now I was in my head. NO way in hell was I going to do the last step until I KNEW the person who was supposed to be seeing me nearly naked was the correct person. So I stood at the door peering out the peep hole until I KNEW it was him. I quickly got into place.**
*Hotel Room Greeting*
He opened the door to the room. I could hear him walking in, setting something down, and some rustling that I could not place. As he looked around the room, I could tell when he really took in the sight in front of him – there was a pause and then an audible unintelligible mumbling.
I was on my knees, palms resting gently on my thighs in front of the window – with the curtain drawn **(the curtain was not drawn – no way after two hotel staff saw me nearly naked and the room was a ground floor room)**, and there was **(not)** a beam of light streaming through the center of the room. The contrast of the sunlight **(bathroom light)** brought attention to the light blue-strappy matching bra and panty set I was wearing and a new dainty gold necklace. I could hear his soft footsteps as he walked closer to me. When he stopped in front of me I opened my mouth, he traced his fingers along my jaw and then hooked his thumb in my mouth as he tilted my head up.
Still up until this moment I have still not heard him say anything, he put his mouth so close to me I could feel his breath on my neck and whispered in my ear, “Tell me what you want, my Slutty Hotwife.” I began to run my hand up his leg and he said, “Stop, put your hand back on your lap – tell me what you want.” With his thumb still hooked inside my mouth and around my jaw, I softly said, “I want to taste you.” He responded, “Good girl” then he took his time looking at me, making me wait longer, before he filled my mouth up with his perfectly delicious cock.
I started off savoring the taste and enjoying the feeling of his cock in my mouth, and with some sensory deprivation, I was hungrier than ever and lost in the act of giving. So much so I hadn’t noticed that he took a photo of me to send to my husband. He wanted him to know just how submissive I was worshiping his Bull cock. After he took and sent the photo, he ran his fingers through my hair with the intention of pulling the blindfold off **(which he kept on much longer and I enjoyed the continued sensory deprivation).**
**He told me to stand up – I was still blindfolded. He grabbed my panties and gave me a front wedgie! Did I enjoy this? Since I didn’t not enjoy it – I remained curious that I *might* be enjoying it. I felt him step back and really look at me – I felt self-conscious and was glad to have a blindfold.**
*Reward or Punishment*
Seeing me notice he still had his shirt on he told me to stand up and finish undressing him, but before I started he said we were going to play a game. He told me that he could tell that I wanted to be spanked **(much to my dismay he never really did see the temporary tattoo but it said “Spank Me”)**; and it was my choice to receive them as a reward or punishment – I chose reward. Knowing how much I liked to unbutton his shirt and slowly expose his chest, he told me that if I wanted the reward, I needed to unbutton his shirt with only pausing twice to explore and I had two minutes to get his shirt completely off. He said the time would start when he was done kissing me. The control I usually need was melting from my mind as we kissed slowly then more intensely. He pulled back and said, “Ready, set, go”.
I looked him in the eyes **(I was still blindfolded)** and began unbuttoning his shirt – I wanted to please him and let him see the excitement in my eyes and then I redirected my attention to a more focused effort. I stopped midway down his shirt and ran my hands up his chest feeling more and more aroused as I continued on. I also paused to appreciate unbuttoning the buttons on the sleeves taking note of the hands that were about to provide my reward. After all the buttons were undone I put my hands on his shoulders and running them down his arms dropped the shirt to the floor.
He went and sat in the desk chair **(actually the edge of the bed)** – and said, “You’ve earned your reward” and motioned for me to bend over his lap – and I did eagerly.
*Please, please, please…!*
He took his time running his hands over my ass exploring my strappy light blue thong. He wanted me to be surprised when I felt the first sting. He teased me by pulling back only to then caress my skin again. When he did finally give me what I craved – what I earned – it took my breath away. I could not think of anything but the feeling my skin was giving me. This was a heightened sense of arousal and it started to become rhythmic and nearly predictable. I could feel my checks redden. He paused, waiting for my moaning of approval – referencing the note I provided. As I moaned, he pushed my panties to my mid-thigh, completely exposing my ass to him.
The note I passed him at the coffee shop had my cues written down and an intention phrase for our play today. I have never brought intentions into play before, but this felt new. This experience felt like a door that was opening up another layer of my sexual desires, so I wanted to focus on that. The intention was simple, “If it is enjoyable – enjoy it.” As far as the cues, moaning was green light, quieter was yellow, and “enough” was ease up. I chose not to have a hard stop – because I trusted he could read my body and if we got to “enough” we would check in. **He has a very powerful hand! While I didn’t say the word “enough” it became too much fairly quickly.**
***The Commands***
**He told me to stand up and he grabbed my panties. He started making out with me and took my panties and started soaking up all my wetness with my panties and then he told me to open my mouth. He put my soaking wet panties in my mouth and told me to get on all fours. Well fuck. Then with the tie as a leash, walked me around the hotel room like a dog or as he said, “a bitch in heat”. I noticed a few things during this – I was not bratty (like at all) and I was super aroused following these commands – it felt instinctual on some level.**
**He again told me to stand up, bent me over the bed and made me beg for it. I did, kind of. He could tell that I wasn’t giving it all I could and ask me if I thought I was truly begging – I knew I wasn’t. One of the things I said while begging was, “I want you to fuck me so hard I forget that two hotel staff have seen me in my bra and panties”. He kidded with me and asked me why I didn’t invite them to stay and watch! Haha. The only fantastic thing about this hotel was the height of the bed was perfect. He fucked me so good – once I begged properly. At one point he grabbed my hair to pull my head up to look at the clock – he told me I have been getting pounded for ten minutes. It was consuming and I loved every thrust.**
**My body was not cooperating (yet) and he was so giving even as I was starting to get frustrated with my body. We moved to the mirror and I watched us in the mirror and he came all over my face. And the picture of his cum dripping off of my face was my husband’s favorite photo.**
***The Power of Communication***
**We were laying on the bed enjoying the moment and he started rubbing my back, kissing me, and just gently exploring. He has proven to be such a good play partner and has really has earned my trust. He continued to touch and chat with me. With my eyes closed resting on the pillow while he explored I shared a thought I had from earlier. It felt very vulnerable, but I am so glad I said it because I really internalized that communication around sexual needs and desires is so, so powerful. I mean I KNEW it but living it is just different.**
**While he was fucking me earlier he reached behind him, he was grabbing my phone to take some photos and video – this is one of the ways my husband gets the thrill of my Hotwifing experiences – which is why he was taking them with my phone. However, I was hoping that he was reaching to grab the lube that I brought for some tittie fucking later. I was wishing that he would finger my ass while he was fucking me. While I didn’t say it in the moment but he took the information and put it into quick action. I quickly got over any shyness remaining as he finger fucked my ass – it felt incredible and as he moved his fingers over my clit while playing with my ass, my body responded. He leveled up in his understanding of my body and I came so hard, I had a full body response, and it felt so, so sweet.**
***Cock Candy***
**The lube I brought was flavored – Cotton Candy – but I mean really, Cock Candy! I put some on my chest and his cock and let him feel in a new way how soft and warm my breasts are. While I was having fun with that I ended up having way more fun alternating between my mouth and hands. And while my mouth was not full it was busy doing some very fun dirty talk. He gets such a fun steamy look when he is really aroused – and his eyes dilate in a noticeable way. I wish he would write this section because he had such a powerful orgasm from this experience and I can’t describe it well enough. You should also hope that he (u/yourfirstbull – tagged with permission) writes this section because if he does – I agreed to post one photo from our encounter.**
**We showered, chatted for a few minutes while we got dressed, and kissed goodbye.**
**I am really learning to love Mondays.**
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/wc3xo6/i_41f_wrote_the_fantasy_and_he_fulfilled_it_with