u/Away_Specialist8491

Is anyone else so turned on by the fact that she did certain things for other people but not for you, and if so, what?

I’ll start: My fiancée often had sex with strangers just a few hours after meeting them, whether guys from a nightclub or just with some random Tinder fuckboys. But when I met her, she didn’t even want to kiss me (I tried), and we didn’t have sex until our fourth date. The thought that other guys were allowed to stick their dicks inside her pussy and mouth and I wasn’t even allowed to kiss her really turns me on. Her explanation: according to her, she divides men into three groups: 1. No interest (too ugly, too dumb, or something like that); then 2. Hot guys who aren’t “relationship material.” This includes classic bad boys and underground types, usually tattooed who look good and exude masculine dominance but don’t really have their lives together—guys she wouldn’t introduce to her parents. With guys like that, she doesn’t care about playing the “good girl”, she’d just have sex right away if the opportunity arose. Then there’s the third category, which I fall into: guys who are suitable as long-term partners, with those guys she waits to have sex so she doesn’t come across as a slut. The fact that she apparently let herself be fucked so easily by those macho guys, while she didn’t sense that raw sexual attraction in me, that “I want your dick right now” vibe, is just such a turn on

My girlfriend—or, to be more precise, my fiancée now—is 25 years old, and we’ve been together for a little over two years. Before me, she was in a long-term relationship that lasted over four years. There was a 10-month gap between the two relationships. It’s just so crazy what happened during that 10-month period. She moved to a new city to study—which is where we later met—and went through a total “hoe phase” during those 10 months. Lots of parties, lots of Tinder, lots of casual encounters. She racked up her body count from 4 to 17—which means 13 guys in 10 months. And I’m guessing she didn’t start dating the very next day after her last relationship ended, so maybe it was even 13 in just 8 months—which works out to about one new guy every 3 weeks. It just makes me so insanely jealous but also turned on, and a little humiliating, that within less than a year, 13 guys had their dicks inside the love of my life.

Have your partners gone through similar phases?

Hey guys, I wanted to share what’s by far my favorite hotpast story about my fiancée. I have to say, it took me three sessions to write this down because it gets me so incredibly hard every time, and I can’t help but jerk off while reading it. It feels so humiliating to me, but at the same time it turns me on so much because it’s true and happened exactly like this. I’m going to describe this here without sugarcoating anything, but also without exaggerating anything—I’ll just share what I know.

Some background: My current fiancée (25) and I (28) have been together for a little over two years. We live in a medium-sized city in Central Europe where, while not everyone knows everyone else, people often know a lot of other people here through mutual acquaintances. We met at a party thrown by a mutual friend; we hit it off right away and had a good flirt, though nothing serious happened at the time. I got her number, and we went through the typical getting-to-know-each-other phase. After four dates (about two weeks after we met), we had sex for the first time, and it was great right from the start. Well, time passed, and eventually she became my girlfriend, and we got to know each other’s friends and families.

One evening—we’d been a couple for a few weeks by then—I met up with one of my best mates for a few beers. We’ve known each other for years, and I quickly realized that something was weighing on his mind. The evening went on, and at some point he brought it up: “Hey Simon (name changed)… there’s something about Luisa I need to tell you…” It hit me like a knife to the stomach because I knew right away that it had to be something nasty. It came out of the blue for me, because I never would have thought something like that could happen with her. I should mention that she comes from a rather conservative background (her parents are from Eastern Europe), she places a lot of importance on traditional gender roles, and also because we didn’t have sex until two weeks into our relationship—when we first met, she didn’t even want to kiss me. So at first, I thought she was going to say something like, “I had a fling with her seven months ago” or something like that. Which would’ve pissed me off enough already. But it turned out to be much worse.

He then told me a story that I really couldn't believe at first, but which she unfortunately confirmed and added further details to. He said that another friend of his (who I don’t know) had hooked up with her during a party (a town festival) and apparently fucked her right there, but he didn’t know too many details because, although he was at the party, he’d only seen them making out; his friend told him about the sex the next day. The whole thing was very confusing and superficial. I was shocked, of course, and at first tried to ignore it, thinking maybe my colleague was confusing her with someone else, because I really wouldn’t have thought her capable of that.

Eventually, I couldn’t take it anymore, and I had to confront Luisa about it. She was visibly shocked that I’d found out, but to her credit, she didn’t try to deny it. “Yes,” she said… “Yes, that’s true.” It felt like a stab in the heart. I wanted to know everything—what, how, and why. As the conversation went on, she told me everything; at first, she thought it was strange that I wanted to know all the details and asked if I was sure about it. But she eventually spilled everything; I’ll outline here what she told me about how that evening unfolded.

It was in the summer, exactly two weeks before we met first time (I was able to piece that together because that town festival takes place every year). She went to that event with her friends; alcohol was flowing freely, and at some point she found herself at a table with her friends and a group of guys. The evening dragged on; a few people had already left, and at some point she went dancing with the one guy who’d been flirting with her the whole time. They were both already pretty drunk. They started making out, and the guy asked her if they both “wanted to go somewhere else,” which made it clear what he meant. My fiancée was up for it, but the guy was from out of town, so they couldn’t go to his place; at the same time, she didn’t want to go to her apartment at the time (she had a zero-tolerance policy there). Then she finally (yes, it was HER idea) came up with the idea that they could just go into the nearby woods. No sooner said than done—they didn’t say goodbye to the rest of the group but walked a few hundred meters into the woods. There, they found a secluded spot and made out; he then spread his shirt out on the forest floor, and they sat down. He wanted to fuck her in the missionary position, but (probably because of the alcohol) his dick wasn’t hard enough, so she started giving him a blowjob to get him hard (she’s a real blowjob queen—that certainly wasn’t difficult for her). Then he put on a condom and started fucking my fiancée. First in the missionary position, then later standing from behind while she braced herself against a tree with her hands. At some point, he came, pulled off the cum-filled condom, and tossed it onto the forest floor. The two of them then went back to the town festival, which was already closing up; their friends weren’t there anymore. She then walked home, and the guy called a taxi…

Well, what can I say—I was shocked when I heard that. At first, I was more angry at her and felt humiliated, but now it just turns me on. On the one hand, because of that dirty fucking in the woods with a stranger; on the other hand, because it’s such a contrast to me. I wasn’t even allowed to kiss her on our first date; we didn’t have sex until two weeks into dating, after our fourth date. But this guy—after maybe just 1–2 hours of getting to know her—was allowed to take her into the woods and fuck her like a bitch in heat. It just turns me on so much. Since then, after several conversations with her, I’ve also found out the reason for the different treatment. According to her, she divides men into three groups: 1. No interest (too ugly, too dumb, or something like that); then 2. Hot guys who aren’t “relationship material.” This includes classic bad boys and underground types who look good and exude masculine dominance but don’t really have their lives together—guys she wouldn’t introduce to her parents. The guy from the town festival fell into this category too. With guys like that, she doesn’t care about playing the “good girl”—she’d just have sex right away if the opportunity arose. Then there’s the third category, which I fall into: guys who are suitable as long-term partners, who exude security, and have their lives together. With guys like that, she waits to have sex so she doesn’t come across as a slut. I know she thought that would help, but I just found it even more humiliating—and also hotter. The fact that she apparently let herself be fucked so easily by those macho guys, while she apparently didn’t sense that raw sexual attraction in me, that “I want your dick right now” vibe.

We’ve had lots of “hotpast” chats since then; these days, stuff like that just turns me on. Somewhere in the woods lies the condom used to bang my beloved fiancée like a bitch. This is my favorite hotpast story, but I have a few others that I’ll share eventually. Just to give some context: Before she met me, she was with her ex-boyfriend until she was 22. When that relationship ended, her body count was 4. Ten months later, she met me. By then, her body count was at 17. It’s just crazy how many guys she had during her “hoe phase”—more than one per month. Thirteen different cocks were inside my future wife in less than a year, some of them multiple times. I’m getting turned on just thinking about it again…