Back when we started dating, whenever we would hang out at each other's places, I'd lose all of my clothes when we were in the privacy of our rooms or when either of our roommates were out. My bf wasn't comfortable being naked all the time at first, so I had to slowly coax him into it. Sometimes, I'd hide his clothes whenever he was at my place so he could stay naked longer with me.

While he was very self-conscious about his body, I thought there's absolutely no reason he should be. He is such a beautiful man! His broad shoulders and tapered waist, his toned forearms, his cute ass, his nice smile. I melt every time I get to really look at his naked body.

Fast forward to today, where he's gotten really comfortable being naked at home, and I cannot be more thrilled! Because I've also begun introducing him to the concept of free use.

Back when we first moved in and we were unpacking, I was hunched over a box of my stuff when I felt his strong hands grab my shoulders. I stopped and got a little excited before he began giving me a little back rub. And I was like, "Oh, I thought you were going to do something else."

"What did you think I was going to do?"

"I honestly thought you were going to bend me over and have your way with me."

He was a little taken aback by my bold suggestion, saying he wouldn't want to assume I was in the mood and automatically instigate. So I told him about the concept of free use, he had never heard of it before. I explained about a free use relationship, and he could take me and use me whenever he liked.

Just telling him what free use entailed started getting me a little wet. However, he seemed a little hesitant. He explained his worries on how r@pey it sounds and how he doesn't want to hurt me (he's such a sweetheart). So I leaned in with a passionate kiss and then whispered in his ear, "It's okay, I WANT you to USE ME. Anytime, any day."

At that point, he didn't need any more convincing. He pulled me close as we started deep tongue kissing and I could feel his cock growing to attention. He then twirled me around and bent me over, kicking my legs in a wider stance before he hunched over and slid the tip of his shift up and down against my wet slit.

"You ready?" He said.

"You don't have to warn me. I'm yours, just take me!"

He pushes in and proceeds to fuck me. Slowly and gently at first, but he starts picking up the pace. I'm so wet at this point, I can feel my juices dripping down my legs. The whole apartment is echoing with the sounds of our moans and rhythmic wet slaps. I got a little worried that our neighbors might hear us so I try to cover my mouth, but the sensation is becoming to much to endure and I lose control as I start cumming over his bare dick while he is ramming me hard at this point.

I grasp over the countertop for support as my legs have gone weak and had started quivering. As I'm cumming, I am unintentionally squeezing my vaginally walls tightly on his penis. It wasn't long after that when he started grunting with very forceful thrusts, and I feel his warm seed spurting deep inside me.

We both stay there a while, gasping for air while he starts to soften before eventually slipping put of me and his semen starts dribbling down my leg. He stands me up and turns me back around, I'm still a bit wobbly in the legs so he hugs me close to support me while I'm still basking in the afterglow.

After we regain our composure, we kiss and resume unpacking while I asked him what he thought. He said he liked it, but was still questioning the specifics of making me his free use cum slut. We talked back and forth about it for a while longer, he started thinking of all the potential situations in which he could use me and worried about crossing a line with me and our relationship. I reassured him again and told him about doing a bit of aftercare if he's worried he's gone too far with me.

Since that evening he's gotten more and more acquainted with the concept over the following months. Using me while I'm playing on my switch, or while watching TV, or while cooking. And of course, since we're both nudists, it's all easy access.

He's even been getting bolder on when he uses me, and I personally can't be more delighted. I just love his touch, his body on mine, and I absolutely love it when he fills me up. It's gotten to a point where we're constantly putting towels on the couch and mopping the floor, because of how much of his cum is dripping out me me all the time. I've occasionally been leaving wet spots or outright puddles on seats when I'm out at school, work or running errands.

It feels so naughty and yet so right that I've corrupted him so much.