Tegan gradually drifted awake in a slight state of mental confusion. She opened her center to find herself in her bed, which seemed to have been freshly made. She was still naked but between pick tabloid. A twinge of annoyance ran through her lower half as she shifted her leg around, a compounding of reasons but primarily the three-fold penetration she'd had last dark. lower-ranking to that were some john urges which she reluctantly left the bed to see to, carefully extricating the buttplug first. As she gingerly sat on the stool and attended to her hygiene with some brisk wipes she opted to leave the plug out for now. She was too sore and she needed a break of serve from it if only for a little while - whatever price Angus Og wanted to distill from her for that, she would deal with later. She smirked as she thought about that tiny act of rebellion, a tiny thrill. She doubted he would care, really.

Her cerebration drifted back to lowest Nox'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 early on to the full stop 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 escalate ? What if Brandon decided to get involved next - was a proper crowd bang the future step ? She doubted it. Brandon was still pretty a lot a virgin. She couldn't imagine him being well-heeled with that, at to the lowest degree not any time soon. thought process of Brandon, where was he last Night ? She assumed he went to his way before the action started but there's no dubiety he would stimulate heard them going at it in the livelihood elbow room. kick in his inexperience and general sensitivity, she wondered how he would have reacted to knowing she was being shared by the early two men at the same time.

She finished cleaning up in the bathroom, also cleansing her face from the dried spunk the guys had apparently decided not to deal with, and cleaned off the plug, taking it back to her elbow room with her and slipped back into her freshly made bed. Whose idea had that been ? Was fresh tack some kind of kind motion of appreciation ? It was unearthly, but she couldn't deny she felt more comfortable, really her sheets had been a bit overdue. She curled up on her face and lay awake reflecting on everything. Her digital alarm clock said it was just before 3am and she felt restless. Most of the net few days had alternated between sex and nap with little else in between. She'd been stocking up on rest expecting to receive interruptions, but so far the guys had been just as knocked out as she had been. Presumably in a twain of hours as the Guy began to stir and startle their days they'd have erection they'd be expecting assist with, one way or another, but she was having trouble drifting back off to sleep in the meantime.

Weirdly she didn't flavour that horny, which was usually the reason she couldn't eternal rest. Granted the orgasm she'd had during the DP was probably one of the most intense she'd ever had, so maybe it had quelled her intimate fervidness for a piece. Just as she considered whether she would be subject of rubbing one out as a means to getting a twain Sir Thomas More hours sleep before starting her day she heard a legal brief, muffled burst of music from somewhere else in the theatre that blared for a few sec before being disabled. Glancing at her alarm clock she saw it had just turned 3 so given the regularity assumed somebody had set an alarum and that was the alert going off. Someone setting an alarm to wake up, this early ? She doubted any of the guys was planning to get up that betimes for any wholesome understanding, and anticipated a sojourn very soon, trying to guess who her witching hour suitor might be. She wondered how to sit herself. Should she pretend to be at rest, or not expecting caller ? She awkwardly pulled the shroud so it was just barely concealing her chest then lay on her side, facing the door with her brain propped on her hand and what she hoped was a sexy facial expression as she heard a threshold creak exposed and footsteps pad down the hallway to give up outside hers. Slowly the threshold opened until she could see Brandon silhouetted in the door frame. She couldn't see his case clearly in the virtually darkness but she assumed he was surprised to find her already awake. There was a certain bunglesome 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 finger. She had a feeling he didn't just visit because he was horny. He made a point to get up in the centre of the night to have some private fourth dimension with her, without the others lurking around. He was here to name her his start, and she was going to bring in it as memorable as she could.

Brandon stepped into the way and closed the door behind him, flicking the privacy ringlet and slowly walking closer to the bed as their eyes adjusted to the diminish luminousness again. Now right in front of her she could just barely tell that he was wearing a span of loose underdrawers and one of his many oversized t-shirts for a band Tegan had never heard of. There was a long pause as he seemed hesitant or unsure of his following step. Tegan pushed herself up into a kneeling placement, her top 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 mouth to hers. In a here and now of ego manifestation she became aware that this was the first time she had kissed any of the men, as everyone's focus had been purely on putting their penis in one or more of her orifice. She wondered if that thought was running through Brandon's head as well as he seemed caught off guard at first but slowly relaxed as she pressed into the kiss a little more, their back talk parting and her tongue writhing against his, an almost instinctive dance. It was an urban myth that whores don't kiss, because they think it's more intimate than plain old sex. bullshit to sell quixotic 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 affair, he seemed to be less neural and she noticed him smiling as she pulled her case back from his, draping her coat of arms on his berm and lacing her fingers behind his neck. She felt excited - not in the sentience of arousal - but excited that she was going to be sharing this moment with him. She ran her hands down his chest of drawers and hooked her fingerbreadth under his shirt, slowly peeling it off and kissing her way up his chest. He raised his arms to assist her get rid of the shirt over his forefront then took her fount in his manus to snog her mouth again as she pushed his boxers down over his coxa enough to let them drop to the floor. She wrapped her arms under his, holding his shoulders as she returned the kiss, more than felicitous to need her time. Brandon ran his hands down her sides, lightly caressing the sides of her breasts on the way down, gently holding her waist. After kissing a little foresightful she felt him tip into her and took this as a hint to move back and cause room, lying back under him as he slid onto the bed after her. She could find his putz brush her second joint as he moved in for another kiss, then he started kissing his way down her neck, her clavicle and chest. He captured one of her nipple in his mouth and swirled his tongue over it and she arched her back and squirmed into a more well-fixed position, relaxing and stroking his arms and shoulder joint encouragingly as he worked his way down. When he reached her small belly she slid his arms under her peg and brought his face to her pussy. She crossed her ankles and tried to tip her coxa, urging her little incision up towards his mouth as he began to probe her with his tongue.

Brandon quickly found her clit, feeling it thrill under his tongue as he slid his tongue between her internal folds. This wasn't his number one fourth dimension tasting her but the angle was unlike to last meter. Moving his chief he was able-bodied to retrieve the texture of the entering to her vagina and the conk taste of her juice as her body responded to his campaign. He slathered some of his saliva around before returning to her button and swirling his knife around it one more time before kissing his way up her body. This clip he kept his ramification between hers as he moved closer to her and Tegan slowly let his body part her thighs as he moved closer to her. They locked eyes for a long bit and he lowered his head to kiss her one more sentence before moving his rose hip forward. Tegan felt his stopcock probing between her lower lips 0 a little too high - and carefully snaked her hand down between them to gently guide him in. On the second try she felt him hit the correct full point and encouraged him with a whisper"right there"and used her finger's breadth to keep her backtalk gap as he jabbed at her hole and. Once he felt his chief enveloped by her body warmth he lurched forward, another in disappearing into her. With a moan he relaxed his legs and sank in the residual of ths way, feeling the uncomparable sensation of being gripped in this hot warm distance for the firstly time. Just the feel of being here he could feel his balls tightening as if he were make to pop and he simultaneously wanted nothing more than to come, but also for this feeling to last as long as possible.

Tegan for her parting held as still as potential, stifling the lifelike impulse to let her muscles clench. She could see the ecstatic strain on Brandon's face and could guess at his thought process. She too wanted this consequence to hold up and was happy to lie there placidly and let Brandon process all the things 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 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 strain evident in his voice.

"It's ok."Whispered back with a grinning. It was no surprisal he was going to come so fast. Her first time, her boyfriend had basically pumped twice and then finished before getting all the way in. She wasn't going to let Brandon palpate embarrassed.

Brandon moved his pelvis again. She could palpate 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 urgency in his interpreter as he asked"Should I… ?"

"Put it in my mouth !"she urged softly, trying to move over him cute pleading eyes as if it was the thing she wanted to the highest degree in the cosmos. As Brandon pulled out of her she sat up and leaned forward, grabbing his dick in her hand and completion her mouth over the tip just as it began to spurt. Brandon groaned loudly and filled her lip with his semen as she massaged his twitching glob and bobbed her head. She hoped Brandon wasn't disappointed with shooting a load in her rima oris again, but she thought he might want her pussy to be relatively clean for daily round two.

As his orgasm 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 fiddling, then flopped back on her bed and patted the mattress succeeding to her for Brandon to connect her.

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

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

"Ssh."Tegan put a finger to his lips."I want to try about how you felt, being inside a girl for the first clip. Being inner me."She ran her fingertips down her chest and belly and between her wooden leg, slipping a dyad of fingers between her rim to collect some wet and gently rub down her clit.

Brandon watched her handwriting as it travelled down her body, seemingly hypnotized, or maybe a short sleepy."I've never felt anything like that. It was so wet and soft, but besotted 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, tell me more than about how sexy I am. What do you like about me ?"Tegan took Brandon's stopcock in her early paw, giving him an encouraging squeeze as she continued to rub herself.

Brandon shifted spot a little, moving skinny to Tegan as she started playing with him and taking a moment to cast his oculus over her body."I uh ... I like your face."

"My brass ?"Tegan quizzed, skeptically.

"You have cute lentigo. And pretty eyes."He wet his rim with his glossa, distracted as he felt his cock Menachem Begin to harden in Tegan's mitt. 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 breast ? Tell me, specifically."Tegan pulled herself closer to him, working his cock with a little more vigor.

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

"Do you gaze at my teat a lot, Brandon ?"she gave his cock an experimental clinch, testing how hard 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 twitch off thinking about it ?"

"Yes."

Tegan felt his dick twitch in her hands as he answered and began to use more stiff, even strokes, wanting to restrain him hard without getting too worked up."What did you think about when you jerked off Brandon ?"

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

"What else ?"

"Your pussy."

"What about my twat ?"

"I… I looked at a lot of carrottop daughter online. Their red hair. 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 affair as much."

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

Tegan felt like she had teased Brandon enough, and grasped his cock firmly in her hand. He was definitely almost back at wax mast. She slid down the bed and took him in her mouthpiece to build indisputable and add some saliva to his swollen-headed boss, moaning as she rubbed her clitoris at the Lapp time."Did you ever guess you'd get to roll in the hay 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 coxa and lowering herself towards his erection, feeling his tip graze her bald lips."Is this the pussy you dream about fucking ?"

"Yes."

"Do you want to fuck it some more ?"Tegan lowered herself a little more, using her helping 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 disappear inside her again. He placed his paw on her pelvic girdle to arrest her calm as he adjusted to the feeling again, then when she felt him loose his bobby pin she began to slowly move. Taking insidious cue stick from the way he held her, she began to shake her rose hip, working his shaft before starting to use her legs to actuate up and down. She rested her hands on his breast for balance and focused all her movement on her hips.

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

Tegan gradually sped up as she rode Brandon. As much fun as it was to taunt him, what she really wanted was to construct him cum. If the initiative one was his best so far then she wanted to do work him up to a second one in record sentence to really be adrift his judgment. She started moving her hips in a politic revolution, rocking back and forth while lifting her hips to slew up and down, moaning softly from the exertion but also the undeniable fact that, especially since she was still a fiddling sore from last night's DP session, having a putz inside her felt amazing. She looked down at Brandon with a smiling at the look of intense concentration on his aspect. She knew he had to be getting close again and was going to mould 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 thrust and grinding her button against his pubic haircloth. Inspired by the heat energy of the moment she started whispering encouragement at the ecstatic Brandon.

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

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

"You like my tight piffling pussy ? You're so fucking deep inside me."

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

"You gon na derive ?"

"Yes."Brandon groaned.

"You gon na come in my little kitty ?"

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

"Do it B ! Fill me up !"

Brandon grunted through gritted teeth as he held his breathing spell, she could feel his hip left her off the bed as his pegleg pushed against the mattress. She continued to hold onto the rails and work her hips, holding on as he bucked against her. Then he let out his breath with another repress moan of easement as she felt his shaft pulse and a new heat scatter 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 slow her step gradually to observe him right on the edge of that peak. There was a insidious squishing noise as his turncock continued to plunge her now creamy hollow. Eventually she slowed to a occlusion and stayed still, his now deflated cock still inside her. She gave him an appreciative power play with her kegels then slowly slide off him to survey the damage. Goopy white strands clung to her lips and his wither member. She swept down and engulfed him in her mouthpiece, swirling her lingua around his soft meat and swallowing to dispose of the mess.

That taken care of she curled up on the bed side by side to him and snuggled against his incline, felicitous to lie there feeling most of his seed squishing inside her and drying on her puss lips.

They lay together in secrecy for a piece. Tegan assumed Brandon would value the company after a major life event and after the last couple 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 mean ?"

"Was that, you know, commodity ?"

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

"Yeah."

"I wanted to lay down it a special retention for you. I hope I did."

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

"What question ?"

"Was that unspoilt for you ?"

"You mean did I fall ?"

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

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

There was another silence.

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

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

"Act ?"

"Like, you always let me do it in your mouthpiece or on your boldness. Or clean house it off me with your sassing. clobber like that."

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

"Well it doesn't predilection 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 vexation, every guy gets a niggling rum, at least once."She thought about it for a moment."Well it's not lulu and pick, it doesn't penchant like anything else. Or that pleasant, I guess."

"So why ?"

"Because of the emotions in the instant. It's like… like a reward, kind of. With my last swain 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 amiss way. I like you, if I didn't think you were a decorous guy I wouldn't be doing all this. But I think now it's more about the submissiveness. Instead of being an emotional payoff for me, it's a physical advantage for you."

"Department of Energy that mean you don't revel it ?"

"Totally the reverse. I dreamed up this experiment 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 service you, I'm also kind of empowering myself and exploring my gender. I get pleasure from learning all the different elbow room I can give pleasure."

"So you never feel degraded ?"

"That's a catchy question."She paused for a long time, trying to observe the words to explicate it."Yes and no. The abasement is part of why I enjoy it. I haven't found the limit of what I'm comfortable with. The foster I get pushed the more I learn about myself."

"So where do you recall your limits are ?"

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

"I've seen a lot of porn."

"Real sex isn't normally ilk porn."

"But with you it kinda is."

"In the sense that I'll probably let you do stuff nigh young woman won't ?"

"Well, yeah"

"So you're thinking… what kind of weird, kinky, redtube kind of stuff can I retick off my bucketful tilt before I get a literal girl ?"

"Basically."

"Bring it on. ”