[F] How I Became a Hotwife Part 3

[Part 1](https://redd.it/9uh6f4)
[Part 2](https://redd.it/9uobne)

The college course I took was only one year, then an apprenticeship (sort of), basically working in the field until I decided to go back if I wanted to go to the next level and specialize.

My BF and I got engaged that summer and decided on a long engagement to put the wedding off until after I went back to college.

So we were both working, he had an apartment he shared with a friend of ours from HS, one of his best friends. I still lived at home but spent most of my time at their place.

I had not had any Boyfriends since Steve but my BF and I tied about our fantasy all the time, it was standard practice to talk about my experiences with Steve and Eric while we had sex.

So one night my BF and I had gone out to the bar for a few drinks and ended up back at the apartment, we were in bed and having some drunk foreplay, as usual talking about my with other guys.

It was a particularly horny conversation, the alcohol fuelled our imaginations and we were both going wild as we touched and kisses, licked and sucked each other.

Alternative History 101 – [Yng][NC][Gang][Blkmail][Torture][Rough]

This is a fictional alternative history of my first time remotely exploring this kink to an adjacent degree. I, in real life, took some very stupid actions that could have resulted in a different result for me and this is an erotic look at such an alternative. Please, for the love of God, do not try to duplicate my experience the way I did. There are much safer avenues like Fetlife to explore ones issues and kinks and I happily recommend those. This is not intended to be fully realistic but an exploration of fantasy while I sit around the house today. Real rape is horribly abusive and traumatic. All that said now, enjoy ;)
 
Alternative Histories 1: by Badsammie

I scrolled through the messages I had gotten back on Craigslist one more time. I thought I had settled on the man I planned to meet, and had almost replied back, when the urge had hit me to look through everything one last time. He seemed safe, but something was niggling the back of my mind and I couldn’t place why. So, venturing through all the replies that had seemed promising, I pulled up what had been my backup.

[M]aking Cali[f]ornia love

Years ago, I was part of a reggae fusion band on the East Coast. We had some good times together, but then most of the members decided to go West and build their following out there. I was too attached to my hometown to pack up and leave everything behind, so I stayed. I did take them up and their offer to come out and visit them once they got themselves settled.

San Diego is a beautiful city with a small-town feel. The people are friendly and I found the women beautiful. My friends went out of their way to make me feel welcome. They took me around the neighborhood to meet people, and they spent their nights hosting open mic sessions in a loft, weed and laughter filling the air. It was a great environment.

During one particular night at the loft, a woman came in wearing a dark grey dress and a flower in her hair. The dress contrasted sharply with her lightly tanned skin. She was about 5’3”, had a tight, petite body and was very pretty. She definitely stood out, as everyone else was dressed in T-shirts, jeans and shorts. Then again, as one of the few black people there, I didn’t exactly blend in myself.

Mya, oh Mya [MF]

As you may know I work as an instructor at an institution that teaches paramedics. This day one my other instructors had called in sick leaving me to teach his lesson on spinal injury management. As part of this lesson we take the students to the institutions 50m pool to practice these techniques with the added element of water recovery. I was cursing my luck as I dashed towards the pool as I would need to keep control of all the students on my own when I ran straight into Mya, one of our short course students. Mya is a short, petite brunette who, if her eyes were any larger, would resemble an anime character; she had come through the school a while back and would come back to do short courses to increase her skills.

“Shit, sorry” I said as I reached out a hand to help her up.

“No problem” she replied, taking my hand and pulling herself up, “where are you off to in such a hurry?”

My first threesome on a boat in the middle of the river [MFF]

One of the best holidays was finally here–The 4th of July. The day where everyone celebrates red, white, and blue, lots of beer, of course fireworks (in the sky and bedroom). My boyfriend and I had just bought all of patriotic apparel for the big day. Our plan was to ride on the lake with a few of our friends and simply have a good time. What an understatement that was.

Getting to the boat, we see our three friends and one other guy friend. Everyone looked so good in their American flag bikinis and tube tops. The boat was huge with a downstairs that led to a nice bed and long table, I already knew what was going to go down on that mattress today.

Immediately we crank out the beer, margaritas, and tequila shots. I get crazy off of tequila. After a few hours, I see the guy and two of the girls head to the downstairs bed, I immediately start to laugh awkwardly. I am the youngest out of everyone on the boat and have never had a threesome, let alone touched another girl sexually. So naturally, I kept drinking.

[F]ucking [M]y Friend in a university parking lot

So it’s been a while since I posted my first [story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9pcc60/mf_fucking_my_friend_and_breaking_months_of/) , which I never expected to get the attention it did- so I figured I’d post an update. Since that day Dan and I have continued to have some amazing sex. A LOT of it. Tonight was particularly interesting.

It’s midterm season so I was stuck in the library all day studying statistics. I decided to take a break and go and get some coffee at the uni coffee shop when I got a phone call from Dan. “I’m sitting in this empty classroom right now thinking about eating you out” he said in a low growl. I was surrounded by people so all I could say was “that’s interesting”. He continued to say dirty things, telling me how all he could think about was fucking me while I tried to maintain my composure and respond nonchalantly “yes, that’s an interesting proposal, I’ll have to look into it later”. I could feel myself getting aroused as I stood stirring milk into my coffee for far too long. After I hung up and went back to studying, all I could think about was getting fucked. I would try to concentrate on the numbers in front of me, but every once in a while I’d get involuntary shudders up my spine.

[MFF] Military Sex Life Interacial

My last story was a Threesome… this one was a twosome with a female roommate watching. It was my first experience with Black girls. (Awesome)

Lackland Air Force Base in the 90’s.. I was at the Gateway Hotel sitting outside on a picnic table studying. I looked up and I saw a very attractive black girl coming out of her room. I watched her walk past and she noticed I was staring at her. She was slim, long firm legs and a great bubble butt. Moments later, she walked back in and was looking at me as she did. I smiled and waved.. she smiled and waved back.

I went back to studying and looked up and I saw the window shades open with a finger waving me in.. I entered the room and she was in there with her roommate. Also a black girl, rather plump.. not as attractive. I sit in a wooden chair in the middle of the two beds and we were talking. The conversation gave me a huge hard on and my Air Force PT Shorts were not keeping it hidden. They wanted to see it.. I proudly showed it off.. I’m lying, I was nervous.. not proud. LOL

In the woods, dark and deep [fM]

This is the story of the first time I truly felt owned.
 

It was early summer and as the city was heating up, so was this wild, new thing between us. It was thrilling and terrifying and dirty and kinky; everything I had ever craved. Nobody had ever beat me or pushed my limits the way he had and believe me, I played around pretty hard. It was exhilarating to find somebody who gave my inner painslut what she needed.
 

The plan was to meet at the park to have a little picnic and a little chit chat. In no time we were being indecent. His sly hands crept under my dress, stroking and pinching my thighs. Playing with my clit over the rough lace of my panties. He knew exactly how to tease me. He then surprised me and pulled a collar out from his bag.
 

“I want you to wear this.”
 

This was a first.
 

A story of a time when my ex[f] sucked my dick in her aunts van, with 3 of her family members in there with us.

I had met a girl through her brother while gaming one day back when I had just graduated high school and started working retail. I actually wasn’t good friends with the kid, we had met while playing some racing game and he said he had a sister who was older than him who gamed as well. She joined one of our games later that day and we hit it off pretty well. Turns out she doesn’t live too far from me and she wanted to meet. I was hesitant because I didn’t have a car at the time and I didn’t want to take a bus or train and than find a room for the night. We would text/call/game for the next 2 weeks before I finally went to go see her. There are stories about our first weekend together that are pretty crazy. She had just turned 18 and was very wild. But I’m gonna fast forward another month to when she wanted to see me again and her aunt would be able to pick me up with her and her cousin.

The Neighborhood: Part 9 [MF][Mdom][Oral][Mast][Exh][Sex][Swing][MC][SciFi]

**Chapter 16: Fiona and Jim Trade Off**

Another week passed, and Colin was successfully training Natalie to be his fantasy secretary. He’d managed to get her blowing him after just four days, and on the fifth, she went into it without even asking, assuming this was the replacement for handjobs. Each time, he’d asked the same thing, telling her a blowjob would be appreciated, and it took some time to have effect, the same with his daily comment of: “You have an amazing body, Natalie, you shouldn’t hide it so much.” According to the database, the request was working, but her appearance, her style of dress hadn’t really changed. It was something he had to look into.

He talked to his team about their mesh network—they didn’t try to call it anything else—the impedance efforts, all sorts of things that he wanted clarified, really, for his own personal use, but they took it in stride, and while they hadn’t met his first deadline, he still had progress to report at every Thursday afternoon executive meeting. Colin was getting a reputation as a solid manager, an ‘ideas guy’, one who could ‘put things into motion’, and someone who fit well in the culture.