Sam and Angus had departed for work by the time Tegan exited the exhibitioner and Brandon 's door was closed with no obvious foretoken of sprightliness beyond. She assumed since he had a day off from classes he was going to slumber in now that his break of the day urges had been dealt with, leaving Tegan at something of a loss of what to do with herself. Being drilled in both gob this break of day had left her with a ardor between her stage but she was determined not to relieve herself, hoping that sooner rather than later her release would come naturally as one of the cat used her.



After towelling off she threw on another sundress, again forgoing underwear, and busied herself with a few job. She put on a freight of washing and started to fill the sinkhole to take care of the dishes from live on Nox 's dinner party. As she dipped her hands in the soapy water to moisten the dishes she drifted away into a daydream, imagining Sam coming home early, bending her over the sink and driving into her from behind. She gripped the edge of the sink as she bent forward, biting her lip as she clenched her muscleman, imagining his length sliding in and out. She pressed her thighs together, moaning as she felt herself edge closer and closer.



Abruptly a strait from the threshold startled her out of her fancy and she spun around gasping in impact to see Brandon standing there, his mouth love feast, a deep in the headlamp look on his face, with him apparently being just as startled as her. She felt strangely vulnerable and not because of her semi-nakedness under the frock but because she felt like she had inadvertently shared a moment with him even more private than making him put down hot seed on her face.

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

'' Sorry ! '' Tegan echoed, louder. `` I did n't have in mind to spring. I just did n't hear you. '' she wiped her wet hands on her clothes then leaned back against the Bench, trying to adopt a free-and-easy air.

"So."She left the particle wall hanging in the air between them, waiting for Brandon to prepare the next movement. It had been about an hour since the handjob so there was no doubt Brandon would be more than ready for another round. Unfortunately she had no estimation what he wanted from her. Her hot pants had her wanting to simply circularize her legs invitingly but felt that this form of forwardness from her would only drive him away.

Brandon opened his mouthpiece 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 take her hand in his, guiding her rachis through the couch area and down the hall, pausing before taking her into her way flicking on the ignitor, even though the morning sun was streaming in through the upright subterfuge. Whatever Brandon had in mind he wanted to see it. Tegan guessed he chose her way because it was tidier, though she self-consciously cast her eyes around for anything particularly out of property. She hadn't remade her bed after her rude awakening from Angus, though thankfully there was nothing particularly revealing apparent there, such as any stains from errant fluids.

Brandon guided her into the way to stick out by the bed then took her dress at the hips and started to lift it. She helpfully raised her arms in a delicate, almost ballet-like cause to serve him luxate it off her to give away her nude form once more. She lowered her hands to her English, unabashed, though Brandon barely looked at her as he draped the attire over the cheap rocking chair from IKEA that held about a quarter of her wardrobe.

Finally he looked at her directly, his consistence scanning from her side down her au naturel form. He lingered on her small-scale pert breasts and gruelling rose-colored mamilla and then again when he reached her smooth hairless hammock and slightly gusty lips. Then his eyes swept up again and she couldn't help but poster that he avoided meeting her optic this sentence. Shyly, after a long minute of disinclination, he gestured to the bed. She slowly sat on the edge then after he repeated the motion, lay down, resting her caput back on her pillow. Apparently Brandon was too timid to verbalise, but as long as she didn't ask any interrogation and remained compliant he was felicitous to point 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 joint and down her pectus, carefully avoiding her hard nipples and continuing down the sides of her belly and thighs. Tegan tried not to squirm, though it tickled, especially at her sides. Brandon then ran his fingers back up her dead body, becoming more debate with her touch, now running his hands over her skin. He groped her titty gently then firmly, massaging the tissues as if trying to commit to memory the claim spirit of them. He gently circled her mamilla with his ovolo then gave them a patrician pinch between pollex and index number finger that sent a tingle of pleasance down her body, making her clit pounding and legs quiver.

If Brandon noticed he didn't respond, content apparently to explore her body at his leisure. Tegan pondered how many girls out there would be happy to allow affair to go on in this manner in a traditional relationship. Presumably after years of pic to porn and none to actual char Brandon had a lot inquiry. She felt another rush run through her trunk as she wondered how deep his curiousity ran and what she could help him discover.

Presently Brandon slipped his helping hand between her thighs which she parted slightly to grant him access and fought to keep her cover from arching as he slid it up to her bald, puffy pussy. She parted her thighs a little more as he gently eased his finger's breadth between her outer and privileged backtalk, plunging them clumsily towards the slippery passion of her core group. After some moving around she felt a unity digit inside her and she stretched her legs, pointing her toes as her hungry mess gripped at the trespasser. She turned her head to glance at him and he seemed to be completely spike by her sex. At some point he had let his pants drop cloth to the floor without her noticing and his erection was noticeably straining at the straw man 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 expression didn't give anything away of his thoughts on the affair but he instead ran his hand up her thigh and repeated the process, this time finding her opening more easily and sliding two finger inside. Tegan stifled a delicate groan, feeling him button into her then cup her pussy with her hand, sliding his digit out then using them to open her lips and massage her clit. Truth be told it had been day since her hold up sexual climax and she had been fucked several fourth dimension since then, so Brandon's inexpert ministrations were driving her state of nature with need. He gently held her clit between her fingerbreadth and massaged it in pocket-sized roach causing her hips to automatically rise up to his script seeking more pressure, More speeding. Brandon took his free hand and started to massage her closer breast, gently squeezing and tugging on the nipple. Taking a cue from the urging trembling in her body he started applying to a greater extent vigor to her clitoris, making faster circles.

Tegan let out a sieve moan as she crests closer to her release and in her desire she reaches for Brandon's stiff cock 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 swarm of so many confused butterflies. She sits up as Brandon backs away from her, apologetic, confused, but nigh of all frustrated.

"B, what's incorrectly ? Come back, please ?"She raised her weapon, trying to cajole him towards her into a aristocratic embracement as he glanced at her with a facial expression that she almost mistook for betrayal but quickly realised was superfluity, shame. She looked down at his briefs and saw the plain damp of interjection in the front of his underclothing and a distinctly deflated protuberance. The poor guy must let been on the brink himself, and all she needed was a disturb to set him off. She looked back up to his human face, trying to catch his eye as she knelt on the mattress. She had to give him back ascendence, make him realise that it wasn't over yet.

"B, come here. I'll do whatever you want. Just come here. delight ?"she did her best to make it sound pleading instead of frustrated, like she needed him - considering the sexually frustrated State 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 back talk as she hooked her fingers into the waistcloth of his sticky underwear and coaxed him out of them. Seemingly distracted he was happy to comply for now, as she begrudgingly pulled her mamilla from his mouth and kissed her way down her torso to total font to face with his prick. Following his fortuity she had something of a deal to contend with, with a sheen of semen coating his shaft and balls. well that was just fine, 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 clear to his nervousness that she was trying to be playful as she took his stopcock in her flabby helping hand and gently caressed it, feeling it immediately respond… there was no dubiety Brandon had the stamina befitting a young single man to go and go and go… he just needed experience to retard down that hair's-breadth trigger."What a sticky…"she licked at his tip"…gooey…"she gently took one of his lump in her mouthpiece and swirled saliva all over it, sucking it clean of his jizz"…mess."She took his blossoming shaft in her mouth, swallowing it in one slide as she sucked it fairly, savouring the flavour. Semen wasn't a particularly gracious 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 pleasance and the affiliation was too impregnable to disconnect.

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

Brandon groaned as Tegan took his swelling penis in her back talk again, remembering how this went last meter. The approximation of blowing his payload in her mouthpiece had seemed insanely hot but he was worried that it was somehow vile, that cleaning woman only did it in pornography 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 polishing and cleaning his shaft and balls he was visualising the pornography he'd seen, video recording of women taking a load in their mouth and on their faces, sometimes even playing with it. It was definitely his darling voice of any video and he shuddered thinking about it. Was this for actual ? She seemed to have no job cleaning him up. Would Tegan willingly take it anytime, any station ? He groaned aloud at the intellection before bringing his attention back to the delicate lips enveloping his humanness, the emerald eyes shining up at him. Finally he found the courage to speak.

"I want to try out you as well."

"Mmm ?"Tegan responded, feeling him twitch 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 knee over his face to get down her dripping gash to him as she resumed her viva voce succour on his shaft.

Brandon had a height advantage over Tegan so with her head bobbing smoothly over his crotch he found himself gazing down at hers, typeface to face with the veridical thing for the initiatory metre. He curled his weapon system around the exterior of her thighs and comprehend her business firm cheeks, pulling them apart to reveal her fully. The showtime thing he noticed was the tiny puckered asterisk of her butthole, at the consequence looking a little swollen and annoyed. He had a guess as to why - and he groaned as his hawkshaw involuntarily flexed in Tegan's mouth at the musical theme. He'd seen his share of anal porn but again, this was something he had long suspected would never bechance to him in real life.

Just a tiny distance away though was the substantial source of his desires. Her hairless outer labia were parted slightly to disclose her pink insides, her inner lips just slightly peeking out. He crawled his fingers a small, altering his grip and pulled her lips apart to let on more than of her cushy flock, wanting to gaze directly at her warm entrance. Another involuntary flex in Tegan's mouth and his integral trunk shuddered this fourth dimension. He took her by the pelvis and pulled her bodily closer to his boldness, closing his sass over her snatch and delving in with his tongue, probing for that wet jam and lapping her juices.

Tegan gave an appreciative moan as she used her hands to direct him better to her backtalk. With the height difference she could not take him as easily but she compensated by using her paw to stroke the tush half of the pecker and caress his clod while continuing to concentrate her ministrations around the point. Brandon oral skills were enthusiastic at least, and she couldn't help but toil her rosehip, trying to discover some way to get pressure on her throbbing clit as he seemed singularly determined to push his tongue inside her.

At the other end Brandon's inexperienced tongue was quickly beginning to fag out so he decided to transfer scheme. He swirled his tongue downwards and found her clit at the cleft of her inner lip then closed his mouth over it applying sucking. The muffle moan around his cock was a trusted signaling he was on to something so, taking encouragement, he started massaging that area with his mouth, varying the amount of suction and occasionally flicking it with his tongue. This elicited more groan and he noticed that Tegan's elbow grease were becoming wearisome, less focussed. The thought that he was giving her so a good deal pleasure she couldn't properly reciprocate suddenly overwhelmed him and he let out a tawdry groan, digging his fingers into her ass cheek and sucking her clit with as much violence as he could muster as he felt his balls tighten. Tegan held him in her mouth and started stroking him rapidly with her hand as his hips bucked to a greater extent of his length into her oral fissure and she applied suction, tightening her mouth around the swelling head word as he exploded against the back of her throat. Brandon's sucking mouth against her aching clit finally pushed her over the sharpness as well and she moaned through a mouthful of his midst seed, greedily swallowing it down, her body quaking as she finally released her pent up need.

The swallowing sensation set off another handout of Brandon's and he flooded her sass a endorsement time before pulling his back talk from her scratch and laying back, breathing hard. Tegan swallowed again and started gently easing off, a few utmost wearisome movements of her head, a swirl of the tongue to houseclean up any cobbler's last remainder, then she let his slowly wilting core slip from her mouth. She lay across him catching her breath and feeling somewhat exhausted, gently holding his dick in her leave alone manus content to wait until he decided to develop the silence.

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

"Yes, it was wonderful."

"I mean, did you come ?"

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

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

"Really. I'm not going to lie Brandon, some girls you meet will fake it. I've done it before, when I feel like it's important. But not now, with you."She gently slid off him and rolled onto her face, propping herself up on her cubitus to face at him.

"Is it important that I come ?"

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

"That's more considerate than a lot of guys."Tegan said with a little smile."And if you have a missy you care about I am for sure she will value 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 Aberdeen Angus and Sam too. I… I don't want to ruin the mood 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."

"wellspring 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 yawning."The reality is I'm going to be having a lot of sex in the near future. Sometimes I'll seed, sometimes I won't."

Brandon pensively stared at her for a yearn minute, mainly at her nipples, before asking"What made you agree to this ?"

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

"Ok why did you suggest this then."

"I'm single, you guys are one, and this is way easier 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 answer is no. I've been with two guy before this week. I lost my virginity in 9th grade. That guy lost interest 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 year, then broke up. I've been single ever since."

"Oh."

"You seem kinda surprised."

"I guess I thought you were…"

"…a hussy ?"

Brandon shrugged awkwardly, avoiding her gaze.

"I'm not offended. What else would you retrieve ? 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 matter I've noticed about older multitude 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 other stuff have you done ?"

"What do you entail ?"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 details of my one pregnant human relationship ?"

"I guess not, not really."

"Brandon if what you're trying to figure out is what kind of stuff you can do with me… let's just say for now that there's very piddling not on the table. Use your imagination."After a mo's pause she added"Just zip involving like… tail or vomit."

"Gross."Brandon grimaced.

"gladiolus we're in agreement 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 Sherlock, you got me."

"Well ?"

"Oh so now you want particular ?"

"Well… yeah !"

"No dice, B. Maybe another time. 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 straits to wait at him, watching his peter swell from half mast to full phase of the moon again before her eyes."Really ? !"

"Sorry ?"

"A charwoman's work is never done."Tegan said with a mock suspiration as she crawled over to him and swept her mouth over his egotistical fellow member once more…