collection of stories you shouldn't read at work
Part [one](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3g40tb/the_story_of_how_i_became_his_naughty_slut_fm/), [two](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3h2wty/the_story_of_how_i_became_his_naughty_slut_fm/) and [three](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3jc6dy/the_story_of_how_i_became_his_naughty_slut_fm/?).
(sorry for bad grammar or weird phrasing, english is not my first language)
Part 1 here (Thanks for the awesome comments!)
(sorry for bad grammar or weird phrasing, english is not my first language)
When we met (in my hometown) I was moving back after a few years abroad, but to a city on the other side of the country. We kept texting but a few months past until I came back to my hometown to visit my family.
(sorry for bad grammar or weird phrasing, english is not my first language)
I met this guy on a dating app. He's handsome, smart and funny. All in all too good to be true.
We exchange a few emails and he suddenly asks how I'd like for him to fuck me. Now, at this time, I'm kind of a prude and never had dirty talk or whatever.
I'm on this site hoping for more than a one night stand (ok I'm looking for a boyfriend online, I'm young and delusionnal) and I'm like "you think I'm gonna talk dirty to you?". Well, I don't know how he did it but I went for it. We started emailing more and more and soon turned to sms. He turned me fairly quickly in a compulsive sexter.
It's summer holidays and we seem to be both on fire. We exchange tons of messages, day and night, like two horny teenagers. He told me later I used to get him so hard it hurt.
I fondly remember receiving his texts during family diners, feeling all hot and horny while surrounded by relatives, trying to read and answer away from prying eyes. Or staying awake all night writing to him and getting all worked up with my brother sleeping in the bed 1 meter away from me (summer house shared bedroom).