Part 2 – [MF] How I (F22) became my flatmate’s (M21) personal slut

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After I had recovered enough to see the burnt dish that should’ve been our risotto, we decided to clean up and get pizza from downtown. Marco and I agreed that we would keep what happened to ourselves for now. We ended up meeting with some of Marco’s buddies who were out drinking and he joined them while I decided to go back home because I was pretty tired.

On the way home I had some time to think and was pretty conflicted about the whole situation. On the one hand I definitely wanted to repeat what happened because it felt so fucking amazing but on the other hand, seeing someone I was already living with didn’t seem like the best idea. After some weighing of pros and cons and a night’s sleep, my sexual side won out and I decided I wanted to do it again if Marco was down.

So, the next evening I dressed up in my cutest lingerie but put a bathrobe over so he wouldn’t see right away but could undress me quickly. It took me a few minutes to overcome my nervousness but I went over to Marco’s room and knocked.

“Can I come in? Would like to talk with you about something”

“Sure”

He was working on something uni-related but turned to me when I went in and sat on his couch.

“I really liked what happened yesterday and it seemed like you did too.”

“Yeah for sure”, he laughed.

“And I’ve thought about it a lot. Aaaand.. I’d like to repeat it, if you would as well.. but I want to keep it straightforward. No feelings, just fucking.”

“Wow … You’re surprising me every day. And yeah I’m totally down for it, I actually would’ve suggested the same thing.”

“Well if that’s sorted out now, would you mind interrupting your work and fucking me silly?”

I stood up, opened my bathrobe to reveal what’s underneath, dropped it to the floor and made my way over to him.

“Oh you naughty girl had it all planned out.”

I sat down on his lap and made some circular movements till I felt him get harder and harder. He grabbed my neck and pulled me in for a passionate kiss. We hadn’t really kissed the first time so I only found out now that he was an amazing kisser as well. It wasn’t long until it turned into a french kiss with our tongues wildly dancing with each other. Marco grabbed my hair and pulled it down to force my chin up so he could kiss my neck. He took control. He returned to kiss my mouth and while still kissing he picked me up, walked over to his bed and dropped me into the cushions.

“You got a condom here?”, I asked, but instead of answering Marco just calmly grabbed his purse from the desk and pulled one out.

“Always prepared to teach a slut like you another lesson.”

He undressed piece by piece in an excruciatingly slow pace while my pussy was begging for some attention. When he was finally fully naked, he climbed onto the bed and removed my bra first, giving both of my tits a little peck without actually sucking and then helped me out of my panties and felt up my hole.

“God, why are you so fucking wet? Seems like that pounding last night wasn’t enough for you if you’re already that horny again.”

“Yeaah, I might need another one.”

He positioned himself at my entrance but instead of pushing in, he slid his tip up and down, continuing to tease me for a solid minute at least. I was getting desperate.

“Pleeease”

“Please what?”

“Please fuck me, Marco!”

“Why are you in such a hurry? We got the whole night.”

“You are really a menace.”

“Gotta teach you some patience. You’re here for MY pleasure and we’ll do it at MY tempo.”

He pushed all the right buttons. My juices were literally wetting the sheets by now.

“I can’t take it anymore”, I cried out and moved my hand towards my pussy to rub my clit.

“Ohh no, not like that, little girl.”, Marco said, took both of my thin wrists in one hand and pinned them above my head.

He finally gave in and entered me but kept his very slow pace, going all the way in and all the way out with one cycle lasting probably over five seconds.

“Please Marco, I really need it right now. Fuck me senseless, destroy my pussy, whatever you want to hear, but please just do it.”

“That’s enough! You need to learn to shut your mouth.”

He grabbed my panties and stuffed them in my mouth.

“You sluts are all the same. You think you can take it but in the end you’re a complete mess on the floor once again.”

(I don’t love it, but he’s actually right about that)

He pulled out, gave my swollen pussy lips a hefty slap and then finally started ripping into me.

I cried out but that was stifled by the panties in my mouth along with the heavy moans that followed. It wasn’t as otherwordly rough as it was the night before, he still moved quickly and very deep, but this time I could actually enjoy it instead of just barely hanging on to my conciousness. And let me tell you, it felt amazing. Marco took slightly different angles every few thrusts, hitting all the different spots inside me. I was in heaven and enjoyed every millisecond of it. I was slowly and steadily steering toward that relieving orgasm. When he started to suck my nipples additionally, I prepared myself mentally for that ecstatic feeling that was drawing closer and closer. But then Marco turned the tables once again:

“Don’t you dare cum, slut. I have different plans for you.”

I spit out my panties.

“Fuuuck, you can’t do that to me.”

“Yes I can.”

All of a sudden that pleasure I was feeling turned into a true torture, as I needed every bit of my willpower to keep me from orgasming. I couldn’t have held it back for much longer when Marco finally gave me a break, pulled out and slapped my pussy again. She was twitching for that last bit of stimulation she needed to get over the edge, but I wasn’t able to give it to her.

“Get all the way to the headboard, laying flat on your back with only your head looking up.”, Marco ordered.
“Your head against the board.”

I did as I was told. He lowered himself onto my chest, inserted his cock into my mouth and then started fucking my face. Because he sat on my chest and arms, making me unable to move, and the back of my head was against the headboard, there really was no escape. All I could do is lay there and take it. As he got deeper and faster, I started to choke on his cock and my eyes went teary, but being used like that turned me on so much. The hardest part was I couldn’t even touch myself because my arms were pinned under his thighs. So while I struggled to breath, Marco started to breath more heavily as he was getting closer to the end.

He finally gave me a break when he pulled out to ask: “Where do you want me to cum, slut?”

“Spray it all over my face, please.”

My face was a complete mess by this time already, so I didn’t care anymore.
He took off his condom and adjusted himself so one of my arms was now free. Then he started fucking my face again, and even though I don’t know how that’s possible, it was even harder this time.

“If you want to cum tonight, you better get yourself off during this, because I’m not fucking your pussy again.”, he told me.

I don’t think I was ever faster to start rubbing my clit. I didn’t take me a minute probably to get to the edge and I went over it with a force I didn’t know was possible. Tears rolled down my face from the overload of sensations as I released all the built-up tension in a quivering orgasm. Marco fucked my throat for another minute or two after I finished before he pulled out and came all over my messed-up face and hair.

“Oh that was great. You’re such a good girl”, he told me.

When he noticed me crying his face turned from relief to concern.

“Akina, is everything alright?”

I was trying to collect my thoughts.

“Yeah. It … it was just so much all at once. Sensory overload. But it was amazing.”

“Oof, I’m glad.”

He handed me a tissue so I could wipe his cum from my face and then we just layed there next to each other in exhaustion.

“I want to make this a regular.”, he told me after some time.

“Me too. But if we’re gonna do that, I suggest we both get tested to make sure we’re clean and I go on birth control so we don’t have to deal with that rubber anymore.”

“Sounds like a plan to me.”

(I know we had unprotected oral sex twice already and that wasn’t the smartest thing to do, probably, but it all worked out because we both did turn out to be clean ;) )

We both went to get that done the following day and Marco then went to see his family over the Easter weekend a few days later. That coincided well with the time I had to wait anyway until the pill would go into effect and I was already looking forward to feeling him raw for the first time when he would come back.

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