[MF] How I (F22) became my flatmate’s (M21) personal slut – Part 3

First of all, thanks to everyone for the positive feedback on the first two parts!
Make sure to check out [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/12gzkz5/mf_how_i_f22_became_my_flatmates_m21_personal/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android_app&utm_name=androidcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button) and [Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/12kxmos/part_2_mf_how_i_f22_became_my_flatmates_m21/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android_app&utm_name=androidcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button) if you haven’t already.

So I was hanging out with a few friends at one of them’s place when I got a text from Marco: “Where are you, Akina? Thought you’d be waiting for me with your legs spread and now you’re not even here.”

I didn’t expect Marco to be back until the following day, but apparently he got home a night early. It was already way past midnight by this time, so I knew what I was in for when I got home. I was excited and had waited the whole week for it so I looked for a way to leave as soon as possible without it looking suspicious (Only my two best friends knew of Marco and me at the time).

Thankfully one of the other girls was leaving just a short time later so I just joined her. When we were outside, she asked: “Are you tired as well?” I hated to lie to her but it was not the right time to tell her so I had no other choice.

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

Be sure to check out [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/12gzkz5/mf_how_i_f22_became_my_flatmates_m21_personal/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android_app&utm_name=androidcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button) if you missed it!

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.

[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.