Tegan gradually drifted awake in a flimsy state of confusedness. She opened her eyes to find herself in her bed, which seemed to experience been freshly made. She was still naked but between clean and jerk shroud. A twinge of pain in the neck ran through her lower half as she shifted her leg around, a compounding of reasons but primarily the double penetration she'd had finale Nox. secondary winding to that were some john itch which she reluctantly left the bed to attend to, carefully extricating the buttplug first. As she gingerly sat on the toilet and attended to her hygiene with some fresh wipe she opted to leave alone the hype out for now. She was too sore and she needed a break from it if only for a little while - whatever price Angus wanted to evoke from her for that, she would deal with later. She smirked as she thought about that petite act of rebellion, a tiny kick. She doubted he would worry, really.

Her thoughts drifted back to last night's unexpected threesome and wondered what prompted it. She assumed they simply discussed it while she dozed, maybe they had started talking about fucking her and egged each other on to the point they had to act. As sore has she felt this aurora she had no regrets. That was more like what she had expected when she put her offering to them. How much further could it intensify ? What if Brandon decided to get involved succeeding - was a right gang bang the next step ? She doubted it. Brandon was still pretty a great deal a virgin. She couldn't imagine him being comfortable with that, at least not any time soon. thinking of Brandon, where was he last nighttime ? She assumed he went to his way before the action started but there's no incertitude he would accept heard them going at it in the living room. Given his inexperience and general sensitivity, she wondered how he would get reacted to knowing she was being shared by the other two men at the Saami time.

She finished cleaning up in the bathroom, also cleansing her typeface from the dried touchwood the bozo had apparently decided not to contend with, and cleaned off the male plug, taking it back to her elbow room with her and slipped back into her newly made bed. Whose idea had that been ? Was fresh sheets some form of kind gesture of appreciation ? It was weird, but she couldn't deny she felt more prosperous, really her piece of paper had been a bit delinquent. She curled up on her side and lay awake reflecting on everything. Her digital alarm clock said it was just before 3am and she felt restless. near of the last few Clarence Shepard Day Jr. had alternated between sex and nap with picayune else in between. She'd been stocking up on rest period expecting to experience disruption, but so far the guys had been just as knocked out as she had been. Presumably in a twosome of minute as the guy wire began to shake up and get going their days they'd have erections they'd be expecting assistance with, one way or another, but she was having difficulty drifting back off to log Z's in the meantime.

Weirdly she didn't feel that horny, which was usually the reason she couldn't slumber. Granted the orgasm she'd had during the DP was probably one of the most vivid she'd ever had, so maybe it had quelled her interior fire for a while. Just as she considered whether she would be capable of rubbing one out as a means to getting a couple more hours sleep before starting her day she heard a brief, muffled fit of music from somewhere else in the planetary house that blared for a few indorsement before being disabled. Glancing at her warning signal clock she saw it had just turned 3 so given the regularity assumed soul had set an alarm and that was the alarum going off. Someone setting an alarm to rouse up, this other ? She doubted any of the guys was planning to get up that early for any wholesome reasons, and anticipated a visit very soon, trying to guess who her witching hr suitor might be. She wondered how to pose herself. Should she make believe to be asleep, or not expecting company ? She awkwardly pulled the sheet so it was just barely concealing her chest then lay on her side, facing the door with her head propped on her hand and what she hoped was a sexy expression as she heard a door creak undefendable and footsteps pad down the hallway to break off outside hers. Slowly the room access opened until she could see Brandon silhouetted in the door frame. She couldn't see his face clearly in the near iniquity but she assumed he was surprised to rule her already awake. There was a certain inept tension in the air.

"I've been waiting for you."She said in a low voice.

"What ? I mean. You have ?"

"Yeah. seminal fluid here."She pointed and beckoned to him with a curled finger. She had a opinion he didn't just sojourn because he was horny. He made a point to get up in the centre of the Night to give some individual clock time with her, without the others lurking around. He was here to make her his maiden, and she was going to spend a penny it as memorable as she could.

Brandon stepped into the elbow room and closed the room access behind him, flicking the privateness lock and slowly walking closer to the bed as their eyes adjusted to the belittle light again. Now right in figurehead of her she could just barely tell that he was wearing a pair of idle boxers and one of his many oversized t-shirts for a dance band Tegan had never heard of. There was a yearn pause as he seemed hesitant or unsure of his next step. Tegan pushed herself up into a kneel position, her covering fire falling away from her and leaving her nude. She reached out for him and taking him by the shirt pulled herself in close and pressed her lips to hers. In a import of self contemplation she became aware that this was the first fourth dimension she had kissed any of the men, as everyone's nidus had been purely on putting their penis in one or more of her orifices. She wondered if that thought was running through Brandon's heading as well as he seemed caught off guard at first but slowly relaxed as she pressed into the kiss a little more, their lips parting and her tongue writhing against his, an almost natural saltation. It was an urban myth that whores don't candy kiss, because they think it's more cozy than plain old sex. Irish bull to sell amorous movies. But it still felt oddly out of place to be kissing him now, when the day before they'd been going down on each other, and she inadvertently giggled which she immediately regretted in case Brandon took it personally.

Thankfully on this occasion, he seemed to be less nervous and she noticed him smiling as she pulled her boldness back from his, draping her weapons system on his shoulders and lacing her fingers behind his neck. She felt excited - not in the sense of arousal - but excited that she was going to be sharing this moment with him. She ran her hands down his chest and hooked her fingerbreadth under his shirt, slowly peeling it off and kissing her way up his pectus. He raised his munition to help her remove the shirt over his mind then took her face in his custody to kiss her mouth again as she pushed his boxers down over his hips enough to let them drop to the trading floor. She wrapped her arms under his, holding his shoulders as she returned the kiss, more than felicitous to take in her time. Brandon ran his hands down her sides, lightly caressing the sides of her knocker on the way down, gently holding her waist. After kissing a little longer she felt him lean into her and took this as a soupcon to propel back and urinate elbow room, lying back under him as he slid onto the bed after her. She could feel his cock brushwood her thigh as he moved in for another candy kiss, then he started kissing his way down her cervix, her clavicle and chest. He captured one of her mammilla in his mouth and swirled his tongue over it and she arched her back and squirmed into a more comfortable position, relaxing and stroking his arms and berm encouragingly as he worked his way down. When he reached her lour belly she slid his arms under her ramification and brought his face to her pussy. She crossed her ankles and tried to angle her rosehip, urging her little slit up towards his rima oris as he began to examine her with his tongue.

Brandon quickly found her clitoris, feeling it throb under his tongue as he slid his natural language between her inner folds. This wasn't his first gear time tasting her but the angle was different to last metre. Moving his pass he was able to find the grain of the incoming to her vagina and the lightheaded gustatory perception of her juices as her body responded to his efforts. He slathered some of his saliva around before returning to her clit and swirling his tongue around it one more metre before kissing his way up her physical structure. This meter he kept his branch between hers as he moved closer to her and Tegan slowly let his body part her second joint as he moved closer to her. They locked eyes for a long moment and he lowered his promontory to kiss her one to a greater extent time before moving his hips forward. Tegan felt his dick probing between her lower lips 0 a fiddling too high - and carefully snaked her helping hand down between them to gently manoeuver him in. On the second try she felt him hit the counterbalance period and encouraged him with a whispered"right there"and used her fingerbreadth to keep her lip bed covering as he jabbed at her hole and. Once he felt his head enveloped by her body warmth he lurched forward, another inch disappearing into her. With a moan he relaxed his legs and sank in the rest of ths way, feeling the incomparable sensation of being gripped in this hot ardent space for the first time. Just the intuitive feeling of being here he could feel his balls tightening as if he were fix to pop and he simultaneously wanted nothing more than to get, but also for this feeling to go as long as possible.

Tegan for her part held as still as potential, stifling the born urge to let her muscles clench. She could see the ecstatic melodic phrase on Brandon's facial expression and could guess at his thinking. She too wanted this instant to lowest and was glad to lie there placidly and let Brandon march all the things he must be feeling. After a minute of soaking in the instant, Brandon began to slowly make a motion. He didn't draw out of her but moved his hips a little and she could finger him shift inside her slightly before abruptly stopping.

"I can't… I mean I'm going to…"he whispered, the form evident in his voice.

"It's ok."Whispered back with a smiling. It was no surprise he was going to make out so fast. Her first sentence, her boyfriend had basically pumped twice and then finished before getting all the way in. She wasn't going to let Brandon feel embarrassed.

Brandon moved his hip joint again. She could finger his dick flex inside her, and wondered if he was doing that deliberately to guard on as long as potential, which seemed confirmed by the urgency in his vocalization as he asked"Should I… ?"

"Put it in my oral fissure !"she urged softly, trying to open him precious pleading eyes as if it was the thing she wanted most in the macrocosm. As Brandon pulled out of her she sat up and leaned forward, grabbing his tool in her hand and closing her mouth over the tip just as it began to spirt. Brandon groaned loudly and filled her back talk with his seeded player as she massaged his twitching orchis and bobbed her headspring. She hoped Brandon wasn't disappointed with shooting a loading in her backtalk again, but she thought he might want her pussy to be relatively make clean for round two.

As his coming gradually abated she swallowed the big mouthful and sucked the tip clean before taking a swig of water system from the bottle on her nightstand to refreshen her back talk a picayune, then flopped back on her bed and patted the mattress next to her for Brandon to get together her.

"How do you feel ?"she enquired, rolling onto her side to look at him directly."Officially being not a Virgo anymore."She added, to clarify.

"It felt amazing. I think that's the hardest I've ever… sorry I didn't last very long."

"Ssh."Tegan put a digit to his lips."I want to hear about how you felt, being inside a girlfriend for the first time. existence inside me."She ran her fingertips down her chest of drawers and belly and between her leg, slipping a brace of finger's breadth between her brim to pile up some moisture and gently massage her clit.

Brandon watched her hand as it travelled down her body, seemingly hypnotized, or maybe a picayune sleepy."I've never felt anything like that. It was so wet and gentle, but nasty and hot. I didn't expect it to be that hot."

"William Tell me more. What were you thinking ?"

"I couldn't believe it was happening… and I was thinking about how sexy you are."

"Ooh, secern me more about how sexy I am. What do you like about me ?"Tegan took Brandon's cock in her other hand, giving him an encouraging squeezing as she continued to rub herself.

Brandon shifted position a little, moving closer to Tegan as she started playing with him and taking a second to regurgitate his center over her body."I uh ... I like your face."

"My face ?"Tegan quizzed, skeptically.

"You have cute freckles. And pretty eyes."He wet his backtalk with his clapper, distracted as he felt his dick begin to harden in Tegan's hand. He found himself starting at her chest.

"Is that all ? You seem to care my tits."

"I do. I think they're perfect."

"What do you like about my pap ? William Tell me, specifically."Tegan pulled herself closemouthed to him, working his dick with a little more vigor.

"They're so perky and pale. I always stare when they jiggle. You heave beautiful nipples and when it's frigidness I can see them clearly through your shirts."

"Do you gaze at my mamilla a lot, Brandon ?"she gave his putz an experimental squeeze, testing how concentrated he was getting.

"Nngh… all the time."Brandon confessed."Whenever we're hanging out, like dinner or watching movies."

"Did you think about fucking me, Brandon ?"

"Yes."

"Did you jerk off thinking about it ?"

"Yes."

Tegan felt his dick twitching in her work force as he answered and began to use more steady, even diagonal, wanting to keep him hard without getting too worked up."What did you think about when you jerked off Brandon ?"

"I'd think about your mammilla, and try and envisage what they looked like without a shirt."

"What else ?"

"Your pussy."

"What about my pussy ?"

"I… I looked at a lot of redhead girls online. Their red hair. But it was firmly to envisage you with hair there, so I imagined you shaved."

"You pervert."Tegan chided playfully."I hope you like the real thing as much."

"Yeah… I like that you have a little hair."

Tegan felt like she had teased Brandon enough, and grasped his cock firmly in her hand. He was definitely almost back at full mast. She slid down the bed and took him in her sass to produce sure and add some saliva to his well knob, moaning as she rubbed her clit at the same prison term."Did you ever imagine you'd get to fuck it ?"

"No… I never even thought I'd see you naked for real."

Tegan got up on her knees and pushed him onto his back, straddling his hips and lowering herself towards his hard-on, feeling his tip graze her bald lips."Is this the slit you dream about fucking ?"

"Yes."

"Do you want to be intimate it some more ?"Tegan lowered herself a little more, using her manus to guide his tip to her entrance.

"Yes."

"Then do it."Tegan eased herself down onto him and Brandon groaned as he felt himself disappear inside her again. He placed his work force on her hips to hold her sweetheart as he adjusted to the feeling again, then when she felt him undo his traveling bag she began to slowly move. Taking pernicious clue from the way he held her, she began to sway her rosehip, working his shaft before starting to use her branch to move up and down. She rested her manus on his pectus for balance and focused all her movement on her hips.

Brandon couldn't believe they were going for a indorsement round right away. He had tried to make himself for his beginning time going badly but he couldn't have imagined this. Her heat around his cock was improbable, and his organic structure ached for it. He wanted to pull her rosehip down and just dip as trench inside as he could before he exploded, but at the Lapp time feeling Tegan bounce on his genitalia and watching her gross lilliputian breasts jiggle was something he never wanted to end.

Tegan gradually sped up as she rode Brandon. As often fun as it was to bait him, what she really wanted was to make him cum. If the first one was his best so far then she wanted to work him up to a arcsecond one in record time to really blow his thinker. She started moving her pelvic arch in a legato rotation, rocking back and forth while lifting her hip to slide up and down, moaning softly from the travail but also the undeniable fact that, especially since she was still a little sore from shoemaker's last night's DP seance, having a pecker inside her felt amazing. She looked down at Brandon with a smile at the flavour of intense assiduousness on his face. She knew he had to be getting close again and was going to work it as hard as she could. She leaned forward and gripped the rails of her bedstead for counterbalance as she rode him faster, pressing down hard with every thrust and grinding her clit against his pubic hair. Inspired by the estrus of the consequence she started whispering encouragement at the ecstatic Brandon.

"looking at my surd mamilla, B. You've got me so fucking hot."

"Uh-huh"was the grunted reply as Brandon stared at her jiggling tits.

"You like my sozzled slight pussy ? You're so fucking deep inside me."

"Uh-huh"Brandon repeated, a little more urging and desperation in his voice.

"You gon na get along ?"

"Yes."Brandon groaned.

"You gon na come in my small kitty-cat ?"

Brandon could only grunt in response as he dug his fingers into her hips.

"Do it B ! Fill me up !"

Brandon grunted through gritted teeth as he held his breath, she could feel his hips left her off the bed as his legs pushed against the mattress. She continued to accommodate onto the rail and work her coxa, holding on as he bucked against her. Then he let out his breath with another strangled moan of embossment as she felt his shaft impulse and a new warmth bed covering inside her. Brandon panted as Tegan kept riding him, working his rooster through the lilliputian aftershocks, knowing that right now it would be at it's most sensitive, and she tried to decelerate her yard gradually to proceed him right on the edge of that acme. There was a subtle squishing noise as his cock continued to plunge her now creamy maw. Eventually she slowed to a arrest and stayed still, his now deflated cock still inside her. She gave him an appreciative squeezing with her kegels then slowly slid off him to survey the damage. Goopy white Strand clung to her lips and his shrinking fellow member. She swept down and engulfed him in her mouth, swirling her tongue around his voiced center and swallowing to put away of the mess.

That taken fear of she curled up on the bed future to him and snuggled against his side, happy to lie there feeling most of his seed squishing inside her and drying on her slit lips.

They lay together in silence for a piece. Tegan assumed Brandon would take account the party after a major life event and after the last duo of days actually sharing a bed with person she was fucking seemed like a novelty. Eventually, he broke the silence.

"Was that ok ?"

"What do you mean ?"

"Was that, you know, trade good ?"

"I should be asking you that, it was your first-class honours degree time, right ?"

"Yeah."

"I wanted to make water it a special memory for you. I hope I did."

"Definitely."Brandon chuckled awkwardly."…but you didn't resolve my question."

"What question ?"

"Was that good for you ?"

"You mean did I come ?"

silence answered her and she realized she'd been too blunt. Well damn it, she couldn't just stroke his ego forever, he was already going to get gratis reign over her body.

"No, B, but I told you before, it's not always about getting an orgasm, especially if I'm doing it all the time."

There was another silence.

"Let's not spoil this overnice retention with this kind of lecture. Ask me something else."She rested her arm across him and gently stroked his chest.

"Ok."He paused for a moment then said"You act like you really like jizz."

"Act ?"

"Like, you always let me do it in your sassing or on your face. Or clean it off me with your rima oris. stuff and nonsense like that."

"Why do you think it's an act ?"

"Well it doesn't sense of taste great."

Tegan playfully slapped him on the chest of drawers."Been sampling your own supply ?"She could tell she'd embarrassed him and quickly backpeddled."Don't worry, every guy gets a little curious, at least once."She thought about it for a moment."Well it's not peaches and cream, it doesn't taste like anything else. Or that pleasant, I guess."

"So why ?"

"Because of the emotions in the present moment. It's like… like a payoff, form of. With my last beau it was because I really liked him and I knew it made him happy. I connected that feeling with the act."

"Is it the Sami now ?"

"No."

"Oh."

"Don't take it the wrong way. I like you, if I didn't think you were a decent guy I wouldn't be doing all this. But I think now it's more about the submissiveness. Instead of being an emotional reinforcement for me, it's a physical reward for you."

"Does that have in mind you don't enjoy it ?"

"Totally the opposite. I dreamed up this experiment and put myself out there - which was terrifying, by the way - because I had the chance and wanted to do it. So while I'm serving you, I'm also kind of empowering myself and exploring my sexuality. I get pleasure from learning all the different ways I can yield pleasure."

"So you never feel degraded ?"

"That's a tricky question."She paused for a prospicient time, trying to get the language to explain it."Yes and no. The abasement is section of why I enjoy it. I haven't found the limit of what I'm prosperous with. The further I get pushed the more I learn about myself."

"So where do you think your limits are ?"

"You ask that like you have something in mind."

"I've seen a lot of porn."

"Real sex isn't normally like porn."

"But with you it kinda is."

"In the sense that I'll probably let you do stuff most girls won't ?"

"wellspring, yeah"

"So you're thinking… what kind of Wyrd, kinky, redtube kind of stuff can I check off my bucket list before I get a existent girlfriend ?"

"Basically."

"Bring it on. ”