[FM] Becoming his slut Part 3

I was bent over the arm of the couch in my living room at about 4am, both dick drunk and real drunk, naked, with a pussy full of cum. Christian had just left.

I got shaken out of my daze when I felt a little bit of his cum start to ooze out of my pussy onto my thigh. I placed my hand over my pussy to stop it from dropping on the carpet, picked up my robe, and made my way into the toilet to clean up.

5 minutes later I climbed into bed and was out like a light.

About 11 am the following day I woke up horny and masturbated to orgasm thinking of the feeling of Christians raw cock rubbing off of the walls of my vagina, sliding in and out of me.

I came, then went into campus to hit the gym to try and sweat some of my hangover off. I ran into Christian in the gym as I was finishing up my workout and gave him my sexiest, “Hey,” as I passed him, putting an extra shake into my stride to try and give him something to look at as I walked away.

I showered, then pulled my phone out of my locker to find a text from Christian.

Christian: “Hey, last night was fun but don’t pull that hey shit in public again. Let’s keep it on the down low, ok?”

Me: “Sorry, I was just trying to be nice.”

Christian: “Be nice in private.”

I put my phone away and got dressed, and went home upset to play videogames.

I should have been embarrassed. Humiliated. My self esteem should have been destroyed. But I thought about it, I thought about how hot he was, how arrogant he was. I thought about the girls he usually hooked up with, how much prettier they were than me. I found myself becoming turned on by the prospect of being his secret hook up. I liked the idea that he would fuck me, while being too embarrassed to tell his friends he was fucking me.

I guess that says a lot about my self esteem at the time, right?

Later that evening I finally texted him back.

Me: “You’re embarrassed by me.”

Christian: “I’m not, it’s just I don’t want the guys you live with to think less of you.”

Me: “Admit it. I’m fat and plain next to the girls you normally hook up with.”

Christian: “What do you want me to say?”

Me: “Tell me the truth.”

Christian: “Alright, fine. I am embarrassed. Sorry.”

Me: “You know what’s weird? I’m turned on by that. I like being your sexy secret. I like the idea that you fuck all those skinny bitches because that’s who you’re supposed to fuck, but you need my mouth and pussy to be really satisfied.”

Christian: “Wow. I didn’t expect that.”

Me: “So I’ll pretend like I barely know you in public, and you can do whatever you want to me in private.”

Christian: “Cool.”

Christian: “Are your housemates all gone for the weekend?”

Me: “Yeah.”

Christian: “Can I come over?”

Ten minutes later his car parked outside and I answered the door, wearing just a t-shirt and a thong. I led him upstairs, he sat on the bed, I straddled him. We made out. I pulled his T-shirt up over his head threw my t-shirt on the ground. He did the same to my t-shirt.

He picked me up by my ass, turned around and dropped me on the bed. He peeled off my thong and dropped it on the ground, then buried his face in my pussy.

He sucked and licked my clit while he slid fingers in and out of my soaking wet hole. He worked frantically and it felt incredible. I put one hand on his head, I pinched and played with a nipple with the other, while moaning and screaming.

“Oh god!”

“How are you good at that when you’re so hot?”

“Oh god, keep that up, I’m close!”

My body soon tensed up as I came, giving a final, loud, indistinct moan while I bucked my crotch into his face. He smiled at me, looking happy with himself as he undid his jeans and slid them off, leaving him naked, his gorgeous cock.

He climbed onto the bed, between my wide open legs, and started to fuck me with long, slow thrusts. He kissed me as he fucked me, I was actually shocked by how intimate the whole thing was. I didn’t think he’d go in for that with me in the bedroom.

He fucked me missionary for a while, then he moved me onto my side while he held himself upright. From that position he was able to reach my clit and he started to rub it while he thrust into me. After a couple of minutes of that I bit my lip and tensed up as I came again for him.

He repositioned again so that my leg was resting on his shoulder. He was able to get a lot deeper now and this time it felt like he was pounding me for his pleasure and his pleasure alone.

“I’m close.” he breathed after a while. “Where do you want it?”

“My mouth.” I replied without thinking.

“Slut.” He told me with a grin as he withdrew from me and hopped off the bed. He walked around to stand by my head, grabbed me and thrust his dick into my mouth, making me taste myself on his cock. I closed my eyes as he gently fucked my face a few times, until he shot his load.

I relaxed in bed as I swallowed his load. He climbed back onto bed next to me and we cuddled and chilled for a while.

I broke the silence eventually. “Why do you like me?”

“Huh?”

“Next to all those hot girls you normally go for. Are they shit in bed or something?”

“It’s not that, it’s just that, I hooked up with you first because I heard you were really good at sucking cock, and I thought you’d be into it. But, to be honest, I love your curves. I’ve never been with a girl with an ass like yours before. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about your ass since that first night.”

“You liked watching it bounce while you bent me over and fucked me last night.”

“Yup.”

“There are plenty of big asses around campus you know?”

He shrugged and we left it at that.

“Can I cum on your ass?” He asked a bit later.

“If you want.”

He grinned at me, “On your knees.”

I obediently climbed onto all fours and he kneeled behind me. I closed my eyes in pleasure as I felt his cock slide into my still soaking pussy and gently start to fuck me.

I enjoyed his slow, steady pace for a while, feeling an orgasm start to build again. I reached down to stroke myself and tensed up with a yelp as I got my fifth orgasm that day over the line (since the previous encounter was after midnight.)

He tightened his grip hard and started to fuck me much faster, his length sliding all the way in and out of me, until he pulled out and shot ropes of cum over my ass and back.

I collapsed on my front panting. He threw me a towel, got dressed and left.

After that we hooked up every few weeks over the course of the rest of the academic year. We kept it secret, normally hooking up on weekends when one of us had a free house, sneaking around late at night, or in his car.

That’s basically the story of how I became his slut, but I have a couple more stories I want to tell about our hookups throughout the year, which I will hopefully get to in the coming weeks.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/wly6de/fm_becoming_his_slut_part_3