How I finally made my boyfriend’s hotwife fantasy reality while on vacation in Spain [FM]

I’ll start with a little background about who we are and our situation before diving into my first hotwife experience.

My boyfriend and I are both in our late twenties and have been dating for over five years. Very early on in the relationship, he told me about his hotwife fantasy. I was pretty vanilla back then but engaged in some dirty talk every once in a while to keep him happy.

Last spring, it was like a switch turned on and I finally saw the light. This was the best of both worlds: a loving boyfriend and the thrill of NSA sex with a bunch of hot men! I downloaded Feeld, started texting, and soon after sexting some very attractive guys. To both his and my surprise, it took me less than a couple of weeks to feel ready to move forward and fuck someone new for the first time in years! After talking and fantasizing about it for a while, we decide to give it a shot while on vacation in Spain.

While tanning topless on a beautiful beach in Spain, I eagerly swiped on Feeld to find a good-looking guy to pop my hotwife cherry. Unfortunately, Feeld wasn’t very popular there so the options were limited. All I needed was one muscular guy with a big cock and luckily my prayers were answered mid-vacation.

I could not give you his real name even if I wanted to, because despite exploring every inch of his body, we never exchanged names. He could have been a Carlos, so let’s just keep it at that. Carlos was not much taller than my 5’7”, but he was oozing masculinity with his athletic body, confidence, sexy voice, and nonchalant stubble. We met after sexting for less than 24 hours. My boyfriend left the hotel after repeating the rules (no showering together, a condom is a must, and keeping him in the loop every now and then were the most important ones). He found a bar west of our hotel and I strolled east to meet my Spanish lover.

We met for drinks in a random bar and I couldn’t stop eyeing his beer, wondering when it would be empty enough to ask him to follow me to our hotel room. He was trying to have a casual conversation, but I noticed his eyes wandering over my tiny titties under my bra-less crop top. After what felt like hours, he finished his beer and I mustered the courage to ask him if he wanted to continue this in our room. He hungrily nodded yes, barely finding the words in English to express his enthusiasm.

Once we made it back to the hotel, things got a little awkward. We both knew exactly why we were there, but neither of us took the initiative. I figured I’d let my body do the talking, so I excused myself so I could change in the bathroom. As soon as I locked the door behind me, a rollercoaster of emotions washed over me. Was I really about to fuck this guy? Could I handle a new cock after blowing and fucking the same one for all those years? My vanilla habits seemed harder to break than I anticipated so I decided to compromise on just a blowjob.

I walked back to the bedroom and told Carlos upfront. I could read the disappointment on his face, but then he took a better look at me, my slim body and peachy ass in my favorite black lace bodysuit. He confessed that he can’t cum from oral, but that that shouldn’t stop me from trying. I absolutely love a good challenge so I was ready to give it my all.

Carlos kissed as one would expect from a Spaniard: passionate, with lots of tongue and a fair amount of biting. His hands roamed my back, moving down to the thong, and finally found my bouncy ass. He pulled me closer so I could feel his rock-hard cock through his pants. While we were desperately feeling each other up, we never stopped kissing. Over chat, I had told him I liked it rough, so he started pulling my hair and biting my lips harder.

Soon after, Carlos pushed me down the king-size bed. I tied up my brown hair in anticipation of the blowjob I was about to give him while I watched him take off his t-shirt and pants. Fuck, I knew he was in shape, but this was even better than my wildest dreams. He looked like a Greek god with his perfect abs, sunkissed skin, and the confidence it came with. His eyes playfully met mine and within seconds, he was on top of me. He uncovered my perky tits and sucked on my hard nipples.

I asked him if he wanted to leave some hickeys on my boobs. His dark eyes looked up at me, he bit his full lips and slowly nodded ‘yes’. While massaging my tits, his mouth met my left ear. He softly bit my earlobe and then started to whisper in Spanish. I had no clue what he was saying, but I was loving it nonetheless.

Carlos turned to my left boob and started sucking, first slow and soft, then harder and harder. He looked up, checking in with me, and then checking out his work of art: a big, beautiful hickey next to my nipple. This was my cue to let my boyfriend know I was doing more than all right. I gave Carlos my phone and he made a picture of me. A smile from ear to ear and a cock drunk look in my eyes. As soon as I got a heart-eye emoji back from my boyfriend, I put my phone away and got on all fours on the bed.

Judging by how wet I was at that point, it’s hard to believe Carlos still had his boxers on. I assumed he’d take them off now that I was ready to bend over him and blow him. He had other plans though, getting off the bed and standing behind me. My ass was facing him and he kissed it softly. I closed my eyes, expecting more of those adorable kisses, but those were not his intentions. To my surprise, he spanked my ass quite hard. I turned my head, meeting his eyes, and gave him a smile of approval. He continued to spank me until my ass was covered in red hand marks. He grabbed my phone, took a picture, and ordered me to let my boyfriend know I was ready to blow my lover now.

After getting a bunch of thumbs-ups from my boyfriend, I got on my knees. Judging by the bulge in his boxers, Carlos’ package would not disappoint. He was standing tall and proud, impatiently waiting for me to take off his last piece of clothing. Like a good girl, I looked up at him, asking him for permission to remove his boxers. A quick nod was all I needed. I grabbed his boxers and uncovered a rock-hard 7’ cock.

The next twenty minutes were a haze of blowing him in every way I could, mixed with a lot of making out and, his favorite, spanking. I started slow, kissing the tip of his uncut cock and then leaving little kisses all over his shaft. He grabbed my hand and showed me how hard I could jerk him off. I wanted to tease him a little so I continued at a slow pace, switching between hand and blowjob. He wasn’t having it though and pushed my head down his cock. I love a man who takes what he wants, so this only encouraged me to step it up. While on my knees, I gave Carlos very sloppy head, worshiping this new cock after blowing the same one for years.

I gave Carlos my phone so he could film my enthusiasm. I met his eyes, then looked at the camera, only to look at Carlos again while stroking his cock. After filming for about a minute or two, he put down the phone and sat in the chair in the corner of the room. I grabbed a pillow and got on my knees again. By now, I had figured out what he preferred: long, hard strokes while my lips focused on the tip of his cock.

The more he moaned, the more I questioned if I should fuck him after all. My bodysuit was soaked between my legs and I was desperate to feel this new cock inside me. Between our first kiss and the moment he got in the chair, Carlos had asked at least five times if he couldn’t explore my pussy after all. I turned him down every time, explaining that I take giving over receiving oral any day and that fucking him would be too big of a step for this newbie hotwife.

We agreed that this wouldn’t stop us from having a great time together so Carlos instructed me to get on the bed. He lay down on his back and told me again that I shouldn’t take it personally but he just doesn’t cum from oral. Oh, I was on a mission now, not ready to let him go unsatisfied. I gave him a long, wet kiss before getting back to work. It was as if years of practice on my boyfriend and the dildos all came down to this moment. I sucked and stroked as if my life depended on it. Alternating between fast and hard and then slow and soft, but always keeping it very sloppy.

At the innocent age of fourteen, long before my first kiss, an acquaintance once mentioned I had blowjobs lips, so full and inviting. Well, it was time to use them to my advantage. Carlos noticed I wasn’t a quitter and pushed my head down his cock. My jaw was starting to hurt a little and a few tears ran down my face, but I enjoyed every minute of it. Suddenly, Carlos grabbed my ponytail and pulled me up.

I’m cumming! I’m cumming!

In a perfect world, we would have had time to get into my favorite position. He would stand up and I would be on my knees, impatiently waiting, mouth open, ready for him to cum all over my face.

Because his orgasm took Carlos by surprise, there wasn’t enough time to get off the bed. He sat up and pushed me down on my back, covering my face and my bodysuit in cum. Shocked by his own orgasm, his eyes wandered over my body, evaluating the beautiful mess he made. Without saying a word, he took my phone and made a few pictures. He then ordered me to inform my boyfriend he could come back in 10 minutes. Carlos gave me a long, passionate kiss and whispered in my ear how he would be back because we had unfinished business.

After a quick shower, my Spanish lover left our hotel room, and within minutes, my boyfriend arrived, his eyes big from excitement.

It turned out Carlos was right: we did have unfinished business. After telling my boyfriend all the details of my afternoon with my new friend, I couldn’t get this Spanish cock out of my head. I was desperate to feel him enter my soft and wet pussy. Less than 48 hours, Carlos was back in our hotel room. I eagerly opened the door in a black lace push-up bra, garter belt, stockings, and crotchless panties. Just like last time, we passionately made out for a while before I got on my knees again. Only this time around, I did get to feel his cock inside me. Carlos came, covering me in his cum again, but not before he made me cum while fucking me doggy and filming all of it too!

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/10njhk1/how_i_finally_made_my_boyfriends_hotwife_fantasy