The story of how I became his naughty slut [f/m] | 2016

(sorry for bad grammar or weird phrasing, english is not my first language)

I met this guy on a dating site. 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 start emailing more and more and switch 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 tells me I get him so hard it hurts.
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; Oor staying awake all night writing to him and getting all worked up while my brother is sleeping in the bed 1 meter away from me (summer house shared bedroom).

I have always enjoyed sex but everything had been rather conventional up until then. Now I'm slowly turning into the horniest whore you can think of, my only goal in life being to be his own dirty slut (I seem to have developped a nice submissive fantasy by now).
The writing is all nice and stuff but after a couple weeks of that I freaking want need to feel him inside me.
We have been talking about meeting but he keeps cancelling at the last minute. After a while I get fed up of this and I tell him I'm done and to please delete the pics he has of me. He (says he) obliges.
Thing is, I can't not know what he's like in person, and how he would fuck me. At this point I'm crazy for the guy, nobody ever had this effect on me, let alone with just words. I'm aware this is the internet and I'm prepared to be disappointed but I need closure. I need to see him.
So I start writing to him again and I'm begging for a hook up, telling him I'm hungry for his cock. The more I beg the more I think to myself "he's gonna think I'm a crazy, this is never going to happen". In the end I basically told him something along the lines of "If you're worried I'll stay for breakfast don't worry. I come to your place, I suck you dry and I'm gone". Apparently that did the trick, he asked me to come by.

So I've become his horny bitch in our texts but IRL I'm still kinda prude and shy... This is gonna be interesting.
I gather my courage, put on a short black summer dress with nothing underneath (he asked), and go to his place.
He lives on the 3rd floor and has to come down to let me in into the building. I'm on the sidewalk, trembling, both from being horny and nervous, feeling the delicate summer breeze brushing my pussy.
When he opens the door he's even sexier than I pictured. Average height, thin, dark hair, blue eyes to die for. He's wearing tight dark pants and a shirt.
He tells me to go up the stairs before him, and all the way I'm wondering if he's looking at my ass (which he told me after he obviously was, checking that I had no underwear).
We get to his appartment, there's an akward silent moment and we start kissing. In no time I'm down on my knees, his dick in my mouth. I've always loved giving head but this time it's better than ever (mostly because of the excitment of getting right down to it with a random guy I met on the internet). I love everything about it: the size of his dick, the softness and the taste of it, his non hairy balls.. everything. And he makes it clear he loves it too. I am licking, sucking, strocking, devouring him. He is moaning and swearing and I can feel him losing control. He runs a hand through my hair, grasp it and pulls my head, then pushes himself deeper into my mouth. His hand keeps guiding my head and my hands are grasping his butt, getting busy with his balls, going up his torso. He's not gonna last long and I don't mind, that was the deal, I'm ready to swallow him to the last drop (which I never did but I am eager to) and be on my way.
But then he pulls out of my mouth, pushes me on all four onto the bed and slides his cock balls deep into my pussy in one thrust. I was completely wet from the moment I touched him so he gets in smoothly. He gives a couple hard thrusts holding my hips firmly and on the last one he buries his dick in me and I feel the spasms of his perfect cock and the sweet feeling of his cum filling me (no condom, we had talked about it, we wanted to feel each other. I was clean and I chose to trust him when he said he was, yeah dumb but he actually was). He collapses on my back and me on the bed and we stay like that a little while, his dick still inside me.
Now I was supposed to get the hell out after blowing him but that moment is long past. I'm in no hurry to leave now and he doesn't seem to want to throw me by the door right then.
He pulls out of me and rolls on his back and we both get up and go clean up a bit. Then we start talking (we had barely said a word to each other up until now) and listening to music but we can't keep our hands off of each other for very long. Soon we're kissing deeply and grinding against each other. After a while I start kissing him in the neck and down until I'm back with his cock in my mouth (I do LOVE to give head). He wants to eat me so I move on top of him, my ass above his face and we eat each other out. At some point he starts fingering my A-hole, which is new for me but drives me crazy. I'm eating him eagerly while he's driving me to the edge. I have to stop sucking when I feel the orgasm come because I'm afraid I'll bite his dick off but I'm back at it very soon and it's not long before I can feel the spasms up his dick and taste his precious warm cum in my mouth. I swallow him and I love it, he's fucking delicious.
After that we talk some more and fall asleep. I don't sleep very well in new places so I wake up soon after and decide to wake him up with my mouth (did I mention I LOVE giving head?).
He wakes up quickly, runs a hand through my hair, brings my face to him and kisses me deeply. He then moves to my breasts and starts kissing, groping, sucking and licking them saying "oh fuck they're huge and beautiful. I haven't taken care of them as I should have yet". I love my rack and I love when they're taken care of so I let him play with them a while. And he does it perfectly. He squishes them just hard enough, bites my nipples, licks and sucks heavenly. I'm enjoying the moment, his dick in my hand, strocking it absent-mindedly.
When we started he was lying by my side but now he's on top of me and I start brushing my pussy with the head of his hardening cock. He gets very hard very quick and I want him inside me. So suddenly I push him on his back, roll on top of him and impale myself on his dick with a loud moan. He wasn't expecting that and shouts "Ooooooooooh Fuck!" looking at me with a huge grin on his face. I start going up and down on him, leaning in so he can suck and play with my breasts some more. We seem to both like this position quite much, maybe too much. In an attempt to last longer he rolls me on my back and gets on top of me but I don't care if we don't last, I want him hard and deep so I put my legs on his shoulders and he starts pounding me. We're both getting close and he suddenly pulls out (I let out a disapointed/reproachful moan), flips me on my stomach, pulls my ass up and starts pounding me again. He's rock hard inside me, I can feel every inch of his sublime cock going in and out of me and as I feel I'm starting to cum I grab his balls from under and that nearly instantly triggers his own orgasm, the third (and last) of the night.
I had no trouble sleeping through the rest of the night after that, reverse spooning, my breasts against his back, our legs intertwined and my face buried in his neck and hair.