[MF] How I (F22) became my flatmate’s (M21) personal slut – Part 1

DISCLAIMER: I’m not a native English speaker and none of the conversations in this story have happened in English so I did my best to translate but it’s not going to be perfect. Also, this is my first time writing, so all feedback is certainly appreciated.

First a bit about me: I’m asian ethnically with fairly small boobs, but they fit my frame well because I am tinyyy (about 1.55m). I share an apartment with two guy flatmates and the one this story revolves around is kind of mediterranean looking, tall and on the leaner side but a good and trained type of lean. Let’s call him Marco.

One day he apperently forgot to lock the bathroom door and I accidentaly walked in on him jerking off in the shower. I blushed, apologized and closed the door as quickly as possible. I obviously didn’t get a long look but I did see that his dick was definitely one of the larger ones I’ve seen. I retreated back to my room and didn’t come out again that day out of fear of an awkward conversation, but I couldn’t get the image out of my head. Later that night I fingered myself vigorously to the thought of all the things he could do to me with that dick (on a side note: I definitely like to be dominated in bed). As our third flatmate was out of town, I didn’t even try to be quiet, hoping Marco would maybe get another good jerk out of it.

The next few days, I noticed something had changed. It has always been normal for the three of us that we would see each other in underwear on the way to the shower or something from time to time, but he definitely upped the rate, doing laundry and brushing his teeth while showing off his abs. So, naturally, I followed suit. I started with some wide panties and then got increasingly more daring (The variance in clothing we have is definitely an advantage over men, gotta admit). It didn’t really lead to something immediately but there certainly was some tension.

One evening a few days later we decided to cook together. Again, something that’s not exactly uncommon in and of itself, but this time was different. We decided on a risotto and (as you may know) that involves a lot of stirring.

We were probably half way in and the early tests tasted very promising when Marco announced, that he was feeling very hot from all the stirring, and if I was okay with him taking his shirt of. I, of course, didn’t mind that at all. It was pretty clear where this was going, and even though the ball was now squarely in my court, I was still reluctant to make the next move. Marco then gave my the push I needed, asking: “Aren’t you feeling hot as well? It feels like we’re in a sauna.” I nodded, “Yeah you’re right. Wouldn’t hurt to cool off a little.”, and started to remove my cardigan and top. To be fair, I actually was feeling quite hot in that moment but that was probably as much because of the sexual tension and excitement as it was because of the cooking heat. Marco asked if I would like a drink and then quickly poured us a couple of Gin Tonic when I agreed.

In the meantime I took over the stirring and when Marco came back and handed me the drink, he stood directly behind me. After a few sips, I was starting to feel more confident and began to rub my ass against him a little bit. He responded by hugging me directly under my tits from the back and followed my hip movement. The stirring quickly dropped to the bottom of my priority list and I reached back to grab his neck over my shoulder as he started to kiss mine. His right hand wandered down to my thighs and then finally between my legs. I let out a soft moan when he started to rub my clit through the fabric of my jeans and grinded my ass into him even harder.

After a few minutes, he spun me around, lifted me up and placed me on the kitchen counter. I lifted my ass up to help him remove my pants and panties and then took off my bra as well. I unbuttoned his jeans and tried to pull them down while he started sucking on my nipples. I was rather unsuccessful because I looove getting my nipples sucked and enjoyed it too much to concentrate.

He started rubbing my clit too and when he finally slid a finger in, I threw my head back and let out a big moan. He upped his tempo and really began fingering me almost violently. I nearly came right then and there, but he apperently read my moans, pulled his fingers out, slapped my pussy and stepped back (At this point I might have to add: he already knew I was a submissive girl because that was kind of an open secret in our friend group).

“It’s my turn now, don’t you think?”, Marco asked and took off his jeans and boxers after I had previously failed to do so.

I agreed, jumped off the kitchen counter and dropped to my knees to admire his already hard cock. I really like sucking dick because it makes me feel like I’m the catalyst for a guy’s pleasure and I love it even more when that turns into face fucking because that adds the getting-used component to it. After a bit of slowly working my way deeper and deeper, Marco started doing just that. He grabbed the back of my head and began fucking my face; slowly and rather shallow at first but then he got faster and deeper. I couldn’t help but rub my clit to that almost maniacally. I was starting to gag and choke on his cock but that turned me on even more and I felt my orgasm building. I rubbed my pussy right to the edge but fortunately could control myself and stopped in time. Usually I’m not able to come more than once in a certain amount of time and still really wanted to feel his cock inside me. Cumming before that would have probably greatly reduced my pleasure in what was about to take place. After he got close as well and pulled out, I told him I needed him to finally fuck me: “Now I really need to feel your cock inside me. Deep inside me, filling me up and fucking me real good.”

“Be careful what you wish for. You might get a real pounding, little girl.”

I led him into my room and got a condom and a pair of handcuffs out of my nightstand and motioned for him to handcuff my arms behind my back after he put the rubber on. With that sweet restrictive feeling I went into full-on slut mode.

“Let’s see how much you can really take”, he told me as he bent me over the edge of the bed and slowly began filling me up.

“Yeah, give me that pounding. Show me what you do to little sluts like me.” It only took a couple of acclimation thrusts before he really started pounding away, pressing my head into the sheets and destroying my pussy. I really wish I could tell you more about how I felt during that, but I was in heaven and hell at the same time and couldn’t catch a clear thought. It didn’t take long until I finally climaxed and that orgasm hit me like a brick wall at full speed. I was unable to control any of my muscles, spasming wildly for what felt like an eternity as wave after wave of pleasure rocked through my body. I don’t really know how loud we were but looking back, I’m actually surprised none of our neighbours rang the bell. Marco exclaimed that he was close only a short time later and then exploded deep inside me, when I felt his cock pulsating intensely through the thin rubber between us.

After he pulled out, I sank to the ground in front of my bed, panting heavily. Marco gave me a bit to recover before he removed the handcuffs and then got up to get us some water.

When he came back in, he said with a wry smile: “Risotto’s burnt, unfortunately.”

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/12gzkz5/mf_how_i_f22_became_my_flatmates_m21_personal