Sam and Oengus had departed for piece of work by the time Tegan exited the shower and Brandon 's doorway was closed with no obvious signs of lifespan beyond. She assumed since he had a day off from classes he was going to sleep in now that his morn urges had been dealt with, leaving Tegan at something of a loss of what to do with herself. Being drilled in both holes this good morning had left her with a blast between her legs but she was determined not to relieve herself, hoping that sooner rather than later her release would come in naturally as one of the guys used her.



After towelling off she threw on another sundress, again forgoing underwear, and busied herself with a few task. She put on a load of washing and started to fill the sink to take caution of the dishes from last night 's dinner. As she dipped her hands in the soapy pee to wash the cup of tea she drifted away into a daydream, imagining Sam coming home early, bending her over the sink and driving into her from seat. She gripped the edge of the sink as she bent forward, biting her lip as she clenched her sinew, imagining his length sliding in and out. She pressed her thighs together, moaning as she felt herself edge closer and closer.



Abruptly a sound from the doorway startled her out of her phantasy and she spun around gasping in shock to see Brandon standing there, his mouth love feast, a deep in the headlight look on his look, with him apparently being just as startled as her. She felt strangely vulnerable and not because of her semi-nakedness under the attire but because she felt like she had inadvertently shared a moment with him even more buck private than making him unload hot come on her face.

'' Sorry. '' Brandon was the first one to speak.

'' Sorry ! '' Tegan echoed, louder. `` I did n't mean to derail. I just did n't listen you. '' she wiped her wet deal on her dress then leaned back against the bench, trying to dramatize a casual air.

"So."She left the particle dangling in the air between them, waiting for Brandon to make the next move. It had been about an hour since the handjob so there was no doubt Brandon would be to a greater extent than fix for another circle. Unfortunately she had no idea what he wanted from her. Her hot pants had her wanting to simply scatter her legs invitingly but felt that this kind of zeal from her would only drive him away.

Brandon opened his mouth as if to speak a few times then ultimately gave up and instead raised a hand to beckon to her. Tegan stepped slowly towards him then let him read her hand in his, guiding her book binding through the lounge area and down the anteroom, pausing before taking her into her room flicking on the Inner Light, even though the dayspring sun was streaming in through the vertical blind. Whatever Brandon had in judgement he wanted to see it. Tegan guessed he chose her way because it was goodish, though she self-consciously cast her heart around for anything particularly out of place. She hadn't remade her bed after her rude awakening from black Angus, though thankfully there was nothing particularly revealing apparent there, such as any blot from errant fluids.

Brandon guided her into the room to stand by the bed then took her dress at the rose hip and started to annul it. She helpfully raised her implements of war in a delicate, almost ballet-like apparent motion to help him slip it off her to expose her nude person form once more. She lowered her hands to her incline, unabashed, though Brandon barely looked at her as he draped the dress over the cheap rocking chairman from IKEA that held about a one-quarter of her wardrobe.

Finally he looked at her directly, his consistence scanning from her facial expression down her nude conformation. He lingered on her small pert chest and strong rosy nipples and then again when he reached her fluent hairless mound and slightly puffy mouth. Then his centre swept up again and she couldn't assistance but notice that he avoided meeting her eyes this time. Shyly, after a recollective moment of indisposition, he gestured to the bed. She slowly sat on the boundary then after he repeated the gesture, lay down, resting her head back on her pillow. Apparently Brandon was too timid to verbalize, but as long as she didn't ask any questions and remained compliant he was well-chosen to direct her. That was fine, compliant she could manage.

Standing beside her alongside the bed Brandon leaned over her and started to stroke his fingertips along her skin starting at her shoulder and down her arm, then starting again at her shoulder and down her chest, carefully avoiding her hard nipples and continuing down the sides of her belly and thighs. Tegan tried not to wrestle, though it tickled, especially at her side. Brandon then ran his fingers back up her body, becoming more deliberate with her touch, now running his hands over her hide. He groped her breasts gently then firmly, massaging the tissue paper as if trying to place to memory the exact feel of them. He gently circled her mamilla with his thumbs then gave them a appease touch between thumb and exponent fingerbreadth that sent a kick of pleasure down her body, making her clit throbbing and legs quiver.

If Brandon noticed he didn't respond, content apparently to explore her body at his leisure. Tegan pondered how many girlfriend out there would be felicitous to grant things to come on in this manner in a traditional family relationship. Presumably after class of exposure to porn and none to substantial women Brandon had a lot questions. She felt another frisson run through her body as she wondered how deep his curiousity ran and what she could help him discover.

Presently Brandon slipped his paw between her thighs which she parted slightly to allow him access and fought to celebrate her binding from arching as he slid it up to her bald, puffy slit. She parted her thighs a little more as he gently eased his fingers between her outer and inner lips, plunging them clumsily towards the slippery heat of her CORE. After some moving around she felt a single figure inside her and she stretched her legs, pointing her toes as her hungry hole gripped at the trespasser. She turned her forefront to glance at him and he seemed to be completely transfixed by her sex. At some point he had let his pants fall to the floor without her noticing and his hard-on was noticeably straining at the front of his boxer-briefs.

Brandon's finger withdrew from her and she watched as he brought his hand up, inspecting his finger and smelling her wetness left behind before tasting it gingerly. His face didn't give anything away of his thinking on the thing but he instead ran his hand up her thigh and repeated the process, this clip finding her opening to a greater extent easily and sliding two fingers inside. Tegan stifled a subdued moan, feeling him pushing into her then cup her pussy with her manus, sliding his fingers out then using them to spread her lips and rub down her clit. Truth be told it had been days since her last coming and she had been fucked several times since then, so Brandon's inexpert ministration were driving her wild with need. He gently held her button between her fingers and massaged it in small rotary causing her hips to automatically heighten up to his helping hand seeking Thomas More pressure, more speed. Brandon took his free helping hand and started to knead her finisher breast, gently squeezing and tugging on the nipple. Taking a cue from the urgency trembling in her soundbox he started applying more energy to her button, making faster circles.

Tegan let out a strained moan as she crests secretive to her sack and in her desire she reaches for Brandon's stiff turncock through the material of his underwear, bobbing tantalisingly near her shoulder, and then a startled cry as Brandon pulls away, her orgasm fluttering away like a drove of so many disoriented butterflies. She sits up as Brandon backs away from her, excusatory, confused, but to the highest degree of all frustrated.

"B, what's legal injury ? semen back, please ?"She raised her arm, trying to wheedle him towards her into a blue-blooded embrace as he glanced at her with a flavor that she almost mistook for betrayal but quickly realised was plethora, shame. She looked down at his briefs and saw the unmistakable damp of ejaculation in the front of his underwear and a distinctly deflated bulge. The poor guy must give birth been on the brink himself, and all she needed was a meet to set him off. She looked back up to his face, trying to beguile his eye as she knelt on the mattress. She had to impart him back ascendance, make him actualise that it wasn't over yet.

"B, total here. I'll do whatever you want. Just seed here. Please ?"she did her best to make it sound pleading instead of discomfited, like she needed him - considering the sexually bilk State Department he had her in it wasn't hard. He sidled back over to the bed and she took him gently by the arm and lay him down, offering a nipple to his mouth as she hooked her finger into the waistband of his glutinous underclothes and coaxed him out of them. Seemingly distracted he was happy to abide by for now, as she begrudgingly pulled her nipple from his mouth and kissed her way down her torso to issue forth face to facial expression with his peter. Following his stroke she had something of a mess to cope with, with a sheen of semen coating his shaft and glob. wellspring that was just ok, and she was going to convince him it was ok with her if it killed her.

"What a mess you made."She chastised him, hopefully making it pull in to his nervousness that she was trying to be playful as she took his cock in her soft hands and gently caressed it, feeling it immediately respond… there was no question Brandon had the stamina befitting a young single man to go and go and go… he just needed experience to slow down that hair initiation."What a sticky…"she licked at his tip"…gooey…"she gently took one of his nut in her mouth and swirled saliva all over it, sucking it neat of his jizz"…mess."She took his blossoming beam in her mouth, swallowing it in one slide as she sucked it fair, savouring the flavour. Semen wasn't a particularly squeamish flavour, she'd be lying if she said it was ( especially if the guy didn't eat a lot of fruit ), but it was something she enjoyed because it meant that she'd provided delight and the connection was too unattackable to disconnect.

"Cum is my favorite solid food"Tegan lied"so from now on if you need to cum I will consider it a personal abuse if it doesn't go in my mouth."

Brandon groaned as Tegan took his swelling extremity in her back talk again, remembering how this went last-place time. The thought of blowing his encumbrance in her oral cavity had seemed insanely hot but he was worried that it was somehow loathsome, that women only did it in porn or because men wanted them to. But here was this insane girl who was offering herself up to him and begging for it. Even as he gazed down at her shining and cleaning his dick and musket ball he was visualising the smut he'd seen, videos of women taking a loading in their back talk and on their faces, sometimes even playing with it. It was definitely his favourite component part of any telecasting and he shuddered thinking about it. Was this for real ? She seemed to have no trouble cleaning him up. Would Tegan willingly charter it anytime, any space ? He groaned aloud at the thought before bringing his attention back to the easy sass enveloping his humanity, the emerald eyes shining up at him. Finally he found the bravery to speak.

"I want to taste you as well."

"Mmm ?"Tegan responded, feeling him flip in her mouth.

"I want to eat you… can we sixty-nine ?"

"Mmm !"Tegan moaned in agreement. She eagerly hopped up on the bed then lowered herself over him, swinging one articulatio genus over his face to lower her dripping slice to him as she resumed her oral ministrations on his shaft.

Brandon had a height reward over Tegan so with her oral sex bobbing smoothly over his crotch he found himself gazing down at hers, cheek to boldness with the real thing for the firstly time. He curled his arms around the outside of her thighs and compass her business firm face, pulling them apart to expose her fully. The beginning thing he noticed was the tiny puckered sensation of her butthole, at the moment looking a footling swollen and nettled. He had a guess as to why - and he groaned as his dick involuntarily flexed in Tegan's mouth at the idea. He'd seen his share of anal porn but again, this was something he had long suspected would never happen to him in real life.

Just a tiny distance away though was the real seed of his desires. Her hairless outer labia were parted slightly to let on her pink insides, her inner mouth just slightly peeking out. He crawled his finger a trivial, altering his clasp and pulled her back talk apart to reveal more of her soft folds, wanting to gaze directly at her warm entrance. Another involuntary flex in Tegan's back talk and his entire dead body shuddered this sentence. He took her by the hips and pulled her bodily closer to his face, closing his oral cavity over her pussy and delving in with his tongue, probing for that wet mess and lapping her juices.

Tegan gave an appreciative groan as she used her hands to direct him easily to her mouthpiece. With the superlative difference she could not take him as easily but she compensated by using her hand to stroke the underside half of the shaft and caress his balls while continuing to focus her ministrations around the head word. Brandon oral skills were enthusiastic at least, and she couldn't avail but toil her hips, trying to find some way to get press on her throbbing button as he seemed singularly determined to push his tongue inside her.

At the other end Brandon's inexperienced tongue was quickly beginning to tire so he decided to exchange strategy. He swirled his tongue downwards and found her clit at the crack of her inner lip then closed his mouth over it applying suction. The muffled moan around his turncock was a sure sign he was on to something so, taking encouragement, he started massaging that arena with his mouth, varying the quantity of suction and occasionally flicking it with his spit. This elicited more groan and he noticed that Tegan's sweat were becoming ho-hum, less focused. The idea that he was giving her so practically delight she couldn't properly reciprocate suddenly overwhelmed him and he let out a garish moan, digging his finger's breadth into her ass impertinence and sucking her clit with as lots military group as he could muster as he felt his orb tighten. Tegan held him in her sassing and started stroking him rapidly with her hand as his hips bucked more of his length into her mouth and she applied suction, tightening her oral cavity around the swelling head as he exploded against the backrest of her throat. Brandon's sucking mouth against her aching button finally pushed her over the bound as well and she moaned through a mouthful of his thick seed, greedily swallowing it down, her soundbox quaking as she finally released her pent up need.

The swallowing whiz set off another release of Brandon's and he flooded her oral cavity a indorse clock time before pulling his back talk from her slit and laying back, breathing hard. Tegan swallowed again and started gently easing off, a few last obtuse front of her head, a swirl of the glossa to clean up any finale rest, then she let his slowly wilting meat shimmy from her mouth. She lay across him catching her breathing time and feeling somewhat spent, gently holding his dick in her left deal content to wait until he decided to stop the silence.

After a few minutes, just as Tegan was wondering if Brandon had dozed off, he asked"was that sound ?"

"Yes, it was wonderful."

"I mean, did you come ?"

"Oh, yes. I did."She stifled a giggle. Coming always made her a little bit light-headed and having a conversation about it was weird.

"Really, you're not just saying that ?"

"Really. I'm not going to lie Brandon, some miss you meet will bull it. I've done it before, when I feel like it's of import. But not now, with you."She gently slid off him and rolled onto her position, propping herself up on her articulatio cubiti to look at him.

"Is it authoritative that I come ?"

"I… you know… I want to bang you're enjoying it."

"That's more considerate than a lot of guys."Tegan said with a small grinning."And if you have a girl you care about I am sure she will take account it."

"I care about you !"Brandon protested.

"Brandon I've basically agreed to be a live-in sex toy. Not just for you, but for black Angus and Sam too. I… I don't want to smash the humor here but I don't want there to be any misinterpretation that lead to jealousy."

"I know, I didn't mean it like that. I just mean I care that you enjoy it too."

"fountainhead the deal is that you get to use me for your pleasure. I might not always come, girls are tricky like that. Don't worry about it too much."Tegan sighed and rolled onto her back, stretching with a yawn."The realism is I'm going to be having a lot of sex in the about time to come. Sometimes I'll come, sometimes I won't."

Brandon pensively stared at her for a long moment, mainly at her pap, before asking"What made you agree to this ?"

"Made me ? It was my thought, remember."

"Ok why did you suggest this then."

"I'm single, you guys are single, and this is way prosperous than finding another job. It helps that I like sex a lot too, but who doesn't ?"

"Have you been with a lot of guys ?"

"Are you asking out of jealousy ?"

"No, just curious."

Tegan propped herself up on her elbow again."The result is no. I've been with two guys before this workweek. I lost my virginity in 9th grade. That guy lost interestingness in me as soon as he got what he wanted. I didn't hook up with anyone again until I was in university. We were together for a class, then broke up. I've been one ever since."

"Oh."

"You seem kinda surprised."

"I guess I thought you were…"

"…a slut ?"

Brandon shrugged awkwardly, avoiding her gaze.

"I'm not offended. What else would you suppose ? Anyway, if I wasn't before, I am now. And I'm not ashamed of that. It's actually…"

"Liberating ?"

"Exactly. If there's one thing I've noticed about sr. people it's that they more often regret the things they didn't do more than the things they did. So, I'm doing things. While I'm still young."

"So… what early clobber have you done ?"

"What do you intend ?"Tegan asked, coyly.

"Well I mean apart from what we've done together… you know. With your boyfriend."

"Jeez, you want me to go into the sordid particular of my one significant relationship ?"

"I guess not, not really."

"Brandon if what you're trying to estimate out is what kind of stuff you can do with me… let's just say for now that there's very little not on the table. Use your imagination."After a bit's pause she added"Just nothing involving like… dope or vomit."

"Gross."Brandon grimaced.

"gladiola we're in concord on that ! Any former questions ?"

"Have you ever been with a girl ?"

"Aargh !"Tegan threw up her hands and flopped back on the bed."Yes, ok private detective, you got me."

"wellspring ?"

"Oh so now you want detail ?"

"Well… yeah !"

"No dice, B. Maybe another prison term. When I'm drunk."Tegan laughed."Really drunk."

"I guess for now I'll just use my imagination."

"You're imagining it right now, aren't you ?"Tegan lifted her mind to appear at him, watching his peter swell from one-half mast to full moon again before her heart."Really ? !"

"Sorry ?"

"A adult female's workplace is never done."Tegan said with a mock sigh as she crawled over to him and swept her mouth over his swollen appendage once more…