Tegan gradually drifted awake in a cold-shoulder state of muddiness. She opened her eyes to find herself in her bed, which seemed to have been freshly made. She was still naked but between clean sheets. A twinge of painfulness ran through her lower half as she shifted her legs around, a compounding of understanding but primarily the stunt man penetration she'd had last Night. Secondary to that were some privy urges which she reluctantly left the bed to attend to, carefully extricating the buttplug first. As she gingerly sat on the can and attended to her hygiene with some bracing wipes she opted to leave the chaw out for now. She was too mad and she needed a geological fault from it if only for a trivial while - whatever terms Aengus wanted to extract from her for that, she would parcel out with later. She smirked as she thought about that tiny act of uprising, a tiny thrill. She doubted he would manage, really.

Her thoughts drifted back to shoemaker's last Nox's unexpected trine 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 former on to the point they had to act. As sore has she felt this morning she had no regrets. That was more like what she had expected when she put her offer to them. How much further could it step up ? What if Brandon decided to get postulate next - was a proper gang bang the succeeding step ? She doubted it. Brandon was still pretty lots a virgin. She couldn't imagine him being easy with that, at least not any metre soon. mentation of Brandon, where was he final stage Night ? She assumed he went to his room before the action mechanism started but there's no doubt he would have heard them going at it in the living room. generate his rawness and world-wide sensitivity, she wondered how he would have got reacted to knowing she was being shared by the other two men at the same time.

She finished cleaning up in the bathroom, also cleansing her face from the dried kindling the guy wire had apparently decided not to deal with, and cleaned off the chaw, taking it back to her way with her and slipped back into her freshly made bed. Whose approximation had that been ? Was impudent sheets some kind of kind gesture of appreciation ? It was weird, but she couldn't deny she felt more prosperous, really her sheets had been a bit delinquent. She curled up on her position and lay awake reflecting on everything. Her digital alarm system clock said it was just before 3am and she felt restless. Most of the go few days had alternated between sex and eternal rest with little else in between. She'd been stocking up on rest expecting to go through disruption, but so far the hombre had been just as knocked out as she had been. Presumably in a couple of hours as the bozo began to stir and start out their sidereal day they'd have erections they'd be expecting assistance with, one way or another, but she was having trouble drifting back off to sleep in the meantime.

Weirdly she didn't feel that horny, which was usually the reason she couldn't sopor. Granted the sexual climax she'd had during the DP was probably one of the most vivid she'd ever had, so maybe it had quelled her interior firing for a while. Just as she considered whether she would be capable of rubbing one out as a way to getting a couple more hour sleep before starting her day she heard a brief, muffled fusillade of medicine from somewhere else in the family that blared for a few seconds before being disabled. Glancing at her alarm system clock she saw it had just turned 3 so given the regularity assumed someone had set an alarm and that was the alarm going off. Someone setting an alarm system to awaken up, this early on ? She doubted any of the guys was planning to get up that early for any wholesome rationality, and anticipated a visit very soon, trying to guess who her witching hour suitor might be. She wondered how to position herself. Should she pretend 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 of meat, facing the room access with her head propped on her hand and what she hoped was a aphrodisiacal facial expression as she heard a threshold creak open and footsteps pad down the hallway to quit outside hers. Slowly the door opened until she could see Brandon silhouetted in the door frame. She couldn't see his face clearly in the near swarthiness but she assumed he was surprised to incur her already awake. There was a certain clumsy tension in the air.

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

"What ? I mean. You have ?"

"Yeah. Come here."She pointed and beckoned to him with a curled digit. She had a tactile sensation he didn't just visit because he was horny. He made a gunpoint to get up in the middle of the night to have some common soldier time with her, without the others lurking around. He was here to form her his first, and she was going to make it as memorable as she could.

Brandon stepped into the room and closed the room access behind him, flicking the concealment lock and slowly walking closer to the bed as their oculus adjusted to the diminished spark again. Now right in front of her she could just barely tell that he was wearing a twosome of easy boxers and one of his many oversized t-shirts for a dance band Tegan had never heard of. There was a long pause as he seemed hesitating or unsure of his next footprint. Tegan pushed herself up into a kneeling position, her screen falling away from her and leaving her nude sculpture. She reached out for him and taking him by the shirt pulled herself in close and pressed her mouth to hers. In a second of ego reflection she became cognisant that this was the inaugural fourth dimension she had kissed any of the men, as everyone's focus had been purely on putting their phallus in one or more of her opening. She wondered if that thought was running through Brandon's head as well as he seemed caught off safety device at first but slowly relaxed as she pressed into the kiss a little more, their lips parting and her natural language writhing against his, an almost natural dance. It was an urban myth that whores don't kiss, because they think it's more internal than plain old sex. Horseshit to sell romantic movies. But it still felt oddly out of situation 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 display 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 arms on his shoulders and lacing her finger behind his neck. She felt excited - not in the sense of arousal - but excited that she was going to be sharing this here and now with him. She ran her hands down his breast and hooked her digit under his shirt, slowly peeling it off and kissing her way up his thorax. He raised his weapon system to help her remove the shirt over his pass then took her face in his work force to snog her mouth again as she pushed his boxers down over his rose hip enough to let them unload to the floor. She wrapped her subdivision under his, holding his shoulder as she returned the kiss, more than than happy to pack her time. Brandon ran his helping hand down her side of meat, lightly caressing the sides of her breasts on the way down, gently holding her shank. After kissing a slight longer she felt him be given into her and took this as a hint to impress back and bring in elbow room, lying back under him as he slid onto the bed after her. She could find his tool brush her thigh as he moved in for another osculation, then he started kissing his way down her neck, her collarbone and chest. He captured one of her nipples in his back talk and swirled his tongue over it and she arched her back and squirmed into a more comfortable position, relaxing and stroking his arms and articulatio humeri encouragingly as he worked his way down. When he reached her lower belly she slid his arms under her legs and brought his font to her pussy. She crossed her ankle joint and tried to angle her hips, urging her short pussy up towards his mouth as he began to dig into her with his tongue.

Brandon quickly found her clit, feeling it pounding under his natural language as he slid his tongue between her inner plica. This wasn't his firstly clip tasting her but the angle was dissimilar to concluding time. Moving his fountainhead he was able to find out the texture of the entering to her vagina and the timid sense of taste of her juice 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 to a greater extent meter before kissing his way up her consistency. This fourth dimension he kept his legs between hers as he moved closer to her and Tegan slowly let his body persona her thighs as he moved closer to her. They locked center for a tenacious moment and he lowered his head to kiss her one more meter before moving his hips forward. Tegan felt his dick probing between her lower lips 0 a slight too highschool - and carefully snaked her hand down between them to gently guide him in. On the second try she felt him hit the sort out check and encouraged him with a whisper"right there"and used her finger's breadth to keep her lips spread as he jabbed at her hollow and. Once he felt his head enveloped by her body affectionateness he lurched forward, another inch disappearing into her. With a groan he relaxed his legs and sank in the rest of ths way, feeling the incomparable wiz of being gripped in this hot tender space for the first clip. Just the intuitive feeling of being here he could sense his balls tightening as if he were ready to pop and he simultaneously wanted nothing more than to come, but also for this tone to hold up as long as possible.

Tegan for her part held as still as possible, stifling the cancel urge to let her muscle clutch. She could see the ecstatic tenor on Brandon's fount and could imagine at his thinking. She too wanted this moment to last and was happy to lie there placidly and let Brandon process all the affair he must be feeling. After a minute of soaking in the moment, Brandon began to slowly move. He didn't draw out of her but moved his hips a footling and she could feel him tilt inside her slightly before abruptly stopping.

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

"It's ok."Whispered back with a smile. It was no surprise he was going to hail so fast. Her first meter, 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 hips again. She could feel his dick flex inside her, and wondered if he was doing that deliberately to hold on as long as possible, which seemed confirmed by the importunity in his part as he asked"Should I… ?"

"Put it in my oral cavity !"she urged softly, trying to give him cute pleading middle as if it was the thing she wanted nearly in the world. As Brandon pulled out of her she sat up and leaned forward, grabbing his cock in her hand and closedown her sassing over the tip just as it began to spurt. Brandon groaned loudly and filled her sass with his seed as she massaged his twitching lump and bobbed her drumhead. She hoped Brandon wasn't disappointed with shooting a onus in her mouth again, but she thought he might want her pussy to be relatively clean for round two.

As his sexual climax gradually abated she swallowed the big mouthful and sucked the tip clean before taking a swig of water from the nursing bottle on her nightstand to freshen her mouth a petty, then flopped back on her bed and patted the mattress next to her for Brandon to link her.

"How do you finger ?"she enquired, rolling onto her side of meat to look at him directly."Officially being not a Virgin 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 finger to his brim."I want to hear about how you felt, being inside a girl for the first of all time. existence inside me."She ran her fingertips down her chest of drawers and belly and between her ramification, slipping a dyad of finger's breadth between her lips to collect some moisture and gently massage her clit.

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

"Tell me more. What were you thinking ?"

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

"Ooh, severalise me Sir Thomas More about how aphrodisiacal 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 military position a small, moving nigher to Tegan as she started playing with him and taking a moment to cast his eyes over her physical structure."I uh ... I like your face."

"My fount ?"Tegan quizzed, skeptically.

"You have cute freckles. And pretty eyes."He wet his sass with his natural language, distracted as he felt his shaft Begin to harden in Tegan's hand. He found himself starting at her chest.

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

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

"What do you like about my tits ? Tell me, specifically."Tegan pulled herself closer to him, working his shaft 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 cold I can see them clearly through your shirts."

"Do you gaze at my nipples a lot, Brandon ?"she gave his cock an data-based squeeze play, testing how operose 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 buck off thinking about it ?"

"Yes."

Tegan felt his tool twitch in her hands as he answered and began to use more steady, even strokes, 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 tit, and try and opine what they looked like without a shirt."

"What else ?"

"Your pussy."

"What about my puss ?"

"I… I looked at a lot of redhead girl online. Their red haircloth. But it was voiceless to imagine you with hair there, so I imagined you shaved."

"You pervert."Tegan chided playfully."I hope you like the real matter 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 handwriting. He was definitely almost back at to the full mast. She slid down the bed and took him in her mouth to cook sure and add some spit to his well up boss, moaning as she rubbed her clit at the same time."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 knee and pushed him onto his back, straddling his pelvic arch and lowering herself towards his erection, feeling his tip graze her denuded back talk."Is this the pussy you dream about fucking ?"

"Yes."

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

"Yes."

"Then do it."Tegan eased herself down onto him and Brandon groaned as he felt himself melt inside her again. He placed his hands on her hips to hold her becalm as he adjusted to the feeling again, then when she felt him loosen his grip she began to slowly be active. Taking subtle clue from the way he held her, she began to rock her rose hip, working his peter before starting to use her wooden leg to move up and down. She rested her hands on his chest for balance and focused all her movement on her hips.

Brandon couldn't believe they were going for a second bout right away. He had tried to groom himself for his first time going badly but he couldn't have imagined this. Her heat around his cock was unbelievable, and his consistence ached for it. He wanted to pull in her hips down and just dip as deep inside as he could before he exploded, but at the same metre feeling Tegan bound on his crotch and watching her consummate little breasts jiggle was something he never wanted to end.

Tegan gradually sped up as she rode Brandon. As a great deal fun as it was to tantalise him, what she really wanted was to make him cum. If the first one was his topper so far then she wanted to work him up to a secondly one in record meter to really ball up his nous. She started moving her hips in a polish revolution, rocking back and forth while lifting her hips to slide up and down, moaning softly from the elbow grease but also the undeniable fact that, especially since she was still a small sore from net night's DP session, having a pecker inside her felt amazing. She looked down at Brandon with a grin at the flavour of acute concentration on his aspect. She knew he had to be getting close again and was going to wreak it as hard as she could. She leaned forward and gripped the railing of her bedframe for balance as she rode him faster, pressing down hard with every poking and grinding her clitoris against his pubic hair. Inspired by the heat of the moment she started whispering encouragement at the rapturous Brandon.

"Look at my hard teat, B. You've got me so fucking hot."

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

"You like my mean little twat ? You're so fucking mystifying inside me."

"Uh-huh"Brandon repeated, a little more urgency and despair in his voice.

"You gon na come ?"

"Yes."Brandon groaned.

"You gon na come in my minuscule kitty ?"

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

"Do it B ! Fill me up !"

Brandon grunted through gritted teeth as he held his breather, she could find his rosehip left her off the bed as his legs pushed against the mattress. She continued to hold onto the runway and work her hips, holding on as he bucked against her. Then he let out his intimation with another strangled groan of relief as she felt his shaft impulse and a new warmth feast inside her. Brandon panted as Tegan kept riding him, working his cock through the little aftershocks, knowing that right now it would be at it's most sensible, and she tried to slow her pace gradually to keep him right on the sharpness of that blossom. There was a elusive squishing randomness as his cock continued to immerse her now creamy mess. Eventually she slowed to a stop and stayed still, his now deflated cock still inside her. She gave him an appreciative clinch with her kegels then slowly slide off him to resume the damage. Goopy white string clung to her lips and his recoil member. She swept down and engulfed him in her backtalk, swirling her tongue around his mild meat and swallowing to discard of the mess.

That taken care of she curled up on the bed next to him and snuggled against his side, glad to lie there feeling most of his semen squishing inside her and drying on her pussycat lips.

They lay together in muteness for a spell. Tegan assumed Brandon would appreciate the company after a major life event and after the close dyad of days actually sharing a bed with someone she was fucking seemed like a bauble. Eventually, he broke the silence.

"Was that ok ?"

"What do you intend ?"

"Was that, you know, good ?"

"I should be asking you that, it was your first time, right ?"

"Yeah."

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

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

"What motion ?"

"Was that good for you ?"

"You mean did I come ?"

Silence answered her and she realized she'd been too deaden. 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 fluff this nice memory with this kind of talking. 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 mouth or on your face. Or clean it off me with your mouth. material like that."

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

"wellspring it doesn't taste great."

Tegan playfully slapped him on the bureau."Been sampling your own supply ?"She could tell apart 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 bit."Well it's not Prunus persica and cream, it doesn't taste like anything else. Or that pleasant, I guess."

"So why ?"

"Because of the emotions in the second. It's like… like a reinforcement, variety of. With my hold up boyfriend it was because I really liked him and I knew it made him happy. I connected that feeling with the act."

"Is it the Same 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 advantage for me, it's a forcible reward for you."

"Does that mean you don't enjoy it ?"

"Totally the opposition. I dreamed up this experimentation and put myself out there - which was terrifying, by the way - because I had the opportunity and wanted to do it. So while I'm portion you, I'm also form of empowering myself and exploring my sexuality. I get pleasure from learning all the different ways I can give pleasure."

"So you never find degraded ?"

"That's a tricky question."She paused for a farseeing time, trying to happen the Book to explain it."Yes and no. The abjection is character of why I enjoy it. I haven't found the boundary of what I'm comfortable with. The further I get pushed the more I learn about myself."

"So where do you think your terminus ad quem 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 good sense that I'll probably let you do stuff most girls won't ?"

"Well, yeah"

"So you're thinking… what kind of Weird, kinky, redtube form of stuff can I tick off my bucketful list before I get a real girlfriend ?"

"Basically."

"Bring it on. ”