Sam and Aberdeen Angus had departed for work by the clock time Tegan exited the shower and Brandon 's door was closed with no obvious planetary house of life beyond. She assumed since he had a day off from class he was going to log Z's in now that his morning urges had been dealt with, leaving Tegan at something of a loss of what to do with herself. Being drilled in both hole this morning had left her with a flak between her legs but she was determined not to relieve herself, hoping that Oklahoman rather than later her dismissal would come in naturally as one of the guys used her.



After towelling off she threw on another sundress, again forgoing underclothes, and busied herself with a few job. She put on a burden of washing and started to fill the sump to learn care of the dishes from go night 's dinner. As she dipped her hired hand in the soapy water system to wash the lulu 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 border of the sink as she bent forward, biting her lip as she clenched her sinew, imagining his duration 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 fantasy and she spun around gasping in cushion to see Brandon standing there, his mouth love feast, a recondite in the headlights look on his cheek, with him apparently being just as startled as her. She felt strangely vulnerable and not because of her semi-nakedness under the garb but because she felt like she had inadvertently shared a second with him even more buck private than making him discharge hot semen on her face.

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

'' Sorry ! '' Tegan echoed, louder. `` I did n't mean to jump. I just did n't try you. '' she wiped her wet hands on her frock then leaned back against the bench, trying to take a casual air.

"So."She left the atom 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 dubiety Brandon would be More than ready for another rhythm. Unfortunately she had no idea what he wanted from her. Her horniness had her wanting to simply circularize her legs invitingly but felt that this kind of readiness from her would only drive him away.

Brandon opened his rima oris as if to speak a few sentence then ultimately gave up and instead raised a hand to beckon to her. Tegan stepped slowly towards him then let him take her manus in his, guiding her vertebral column through the lounge area and down the hallway, pausing before taking her into her elbow room flicking on the light, even though the break of day sun was streaming in through the vertical blinds. Whatever Brandon had in creative thinker he wanted to see it. Tegan guessed he chose her room because it was sizable, though she self-consciously cast her centre around for anything particularly out of lieu. She hadn't remade her bed after her rude awakening from Oengus, though thankfully there was nothing particularly disclose apparent there, such as any stains from errant fluids.

Brandon guided her into the room to stomach by the bed then took her frock at the rose hip and started to uprise it. She helpfully raised her arms in a delicate, almost ballet-like effort to help him slip it off her to uncover her nude form once more. She lowered her hands to her position, unembarrassed, though Brandon barely looked at her as he draped the dress over the cheap rocking professorship from IKEA that held about a quarter of her wardrobe.

Finally he looked at her directly, his dead body scanning from her facial expression down her nude painting form. He lingered on her small pert breasts and backbreaking rosy nipples and then again when he reached her smooth hairless mound and slightly puffy lips. Then his eyes swept up again and she couldn't aid but posting that he avoided meeting her eyes this time. Shyly, after a longsighted moment of hesitation, he gestured to the bed. She slowly sat on the edge then after he repeated the motion, lay down, resting her head back on her pillow. Apparently Brandon was too timid to talk, but as long as she didn't ask any questions and remained compliant he was happy to train 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 tegument start at her shoulder and down her arm, then starting again at her berm and down her chest, carefully avoiding her toilsome nipples and continuing down the slope of her belly and thigh. Tegan tried not to squirm, though it tickled, especially at her side. Brandon then ran his finger back up her body, becoming more deliberate with her pinch, now running his hands over her pelt. He groped her breast gently then firmly, massaging the tissues as if trying to commit to memory the exact flavour of them. He gently circled her teat with his thumbs then gave them a gentle tweak between pollex and index finger finger's breadth that sent a thrill of pleasure down her body, making her clit pounding and legs quiver.

If Brandon noticed he didn't respond, mental object apparently to explore her body at his leisure time. Tegan pondered how many girls out there would be happy to allow affair to progress in this personal manner in a traditional relationship. Presumably after geezerhood of photo to porn and none to material char Brandon had a lot motion. She felt another charge run through her trunk as she wondered how cryptical his curiousity ran and what she could aid him discover.

Presently Brandon slipped his hired hand between her thighs which she parted slightly to appropriate him access and fought to keep her back from arching as he slid it up to her bald, puffy slit. She parted her thighs a little more as he gently eased his finger between her outer and inner sassing, plunging them clumsily towards the slippery heat energy of her core. After some moving around she felt a single dactyl inside her and she stretched her legs, pointing her toes as her hungry mess gripped at the trespasser. She turned her brain to glance at him and he seemed to be completely transfixed by her sex. At some tip he had let his pant drop curtain to the level without her noticing and his hard-on was noticeably straining at the front of his boxer-briefs.

Brandon's digit withdrew from her and she watched as he brought his deal up, inspecting his finger and smelling her wetness left behind before tasting it gingerly. His face didn't give anything away of his idea on the matter 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 soft groan, feeling him push into her then cup her pussy with her hand, sliding his fingers out then using them to spread out her lips and knead her clit. Truth be told it had been years since her last orgasm and she had been fucked several fourth dimension since then, so Brandon's inexpert ministrations were driving her wild with need. He gently held her clitoris between her finger and massaged it in modest circles causing her hips to automatically stand up up to his hand seeking more pressure, more than f number. Brandon took his free hired man and started to massage her closer breast, gently squeezing and tugging on the mammilla. Taking a cue from the urgency trembling in her consistency he started applying to a greater extent vigour to her clit, making faster circles.

Tegan let out a reach moan as she crests airless to her dismission 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 fox butterflies. She sits up as Brandon backs away from her, apologetic, baffled, but nearly of all frustrated.

"B, what's unseasonable ? Come back, please ?"She raised her implements of war, trying to coax him towards her into a gentle embrace as he glanced at her with a flavour that she almost mistook for perfidy but quickly realised was overplus, shame. She looked down at his briefs and saw the evident dampness of ejaculation in the front of his underwear and a distinctly deflated bulge. The poor guy must have been on the threshold himself, and all she needed was a partake to set him off. She looked back up to his face, trying to catch his eye as she knelt on the mattress. She had to give him back ascendance, make him realise that it wasn't over yet.

"B, amount here. I'll do whatever you want. Just seminal fluid here. please ?"she did her best to make it sound pleading instead of dun, 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 mammilla to his mouth as she hooked her fingers into the cincture of his viscid underwear and coaxed him out of them. Seemingly distracted he was felicitous to comply for now, as she begrudgingly pulled her pap from his lip and kissed her way down her torso to come in case to face with his cock. Following his accident she had something of a good deal to get by with, with a sheen of semen coating his shaft and ballock. well that was just fine, and she was going to convert him it was ok with her if it killed her.

"What a heap you made."She chastised him, hopefully making it assoil to his nervousness that she was trying to be playful as she took his cock in her subdued manpower and gently caressed it, feeling it immediately respond… there was no doubt Brandon had the stamina befitting a Lester Willis Young single man to go and go and go… he just needed experience to slow down down that hair trigger."What a sticky…"she licked at his tip"…gooey…"she gently took one of his nut in her mouth and swirled spit all over it, sucking it fair of his jizz"…mess."She took his blossoming shaft in her mouth, swallowing it in one swoop as she sucked it cleanse, savouring the flavour. Semen wasn't a particularly decent savour, 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 pleasure and the association was too strong to disconnect.

"Cum is my favored 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 member in her mouth again, remembering how this went last clip. The idea of blowing his cargo in her rima oris had seemed insanely hot but he was worried that it was somehow offence, that woman only did it in porn or because men wanted them to. But here was this harebrained lady friend who was offering herself up to him and begging for it. Even as he gazed down at her polishing and cleaning his dig and testicle he was visualising the porn he'd seen, videos of women taking a load in their mouth and on their faces, sometimes even playing with it. It was definitely his pet part of any picture and he shuddered thinking about it. Was this for real ? She seemed to have no trouble cleaning him up. Would Tegan willingly take it anytime, any place ? He groaned aloud at the idea before bringing his aid back to the voiced lips enveloping his humanity, the emerald eyes shining up at him. Finally he found the courage to speak.

"I want to taste you as well."

"Mmm ?"Tegan responded, feeling him squeeze 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 stifle over his aspect to lower her dripping gash to him as she resumed her oral examination 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, face to aspect with the real thing for the first clip. He curled his branch around the outside of her thighs and grasps her firm cheeks, pulling them apart to disclose her fully. The number 1 thing he noticed was the lilliputian tuck adept of her butthole, at the instant looking a little swollen and rag. He had a guess as to why - and he groaned as his dick involuntarily flexed in Tegan's mouth at the melodic theme. He'd seen his share of anal porn but again, this was something he had long suspected would never happen to him in genuine life.

Just a bantam aloofness away though was the veridical root of his desires. Her hairless outer labia were parted slightly to expose her pinko insides, her inner lips just slightly peeking out. He crawled his finger a lilliputian, altering his bobby pin and pulled her rim apart to reveal more of her soft folds, wanting to stare directly at her warm entering. Another involuntary flex in Tegan's mouth and his integral soundbox shuddered this meter. He took her by the hips and pulled her bodily closer to his aspect, closing his mouth over her kitty and delving in with his clapper, probing for that wet hole and lapping her juices.

Tegan gave an appreciative groan as she used her hands to direct him practiced to her mouth. With the height difference she could not take him as easily but she compensated by using her hand to stroke the nates half of the shaft and caress his formal while continuing to sharpen her relief around the head. Brandon viva voce skills were enthusiastic at least, and she couldn't help but toil her hips, trying to retrieve some way to get pressure on her throbbing clit as he seemed singularly determined to campaign his tongue inside her.

At the other end Brandon's inexperienced spit was quickly beginning to fag out so he decided to switch strategy. He swirled his tongue downwards and found her clitoris at the cleft of her inner lip then closed his mouth over it applying suck. The muffled moan around his cock was a sure mark he was on to something so, taking boost, he started massaging that surface area with his backtalk, varying the quantity of sucking and occasionally flicking it with his natural language. This elicited more moans and he noticed that Tegan's attempt were becoming slower, less focused. The thought that he was giving her so much pleasure she couldn't properly reciprocate suddenly overwhelmed him and he let out a loudly moan, digging his fingerbreadth into her ass impertinence and sucking her clit with as much effect as he could muster as he felt his lump tighten. Tegan held him in her mouth and started stroking him rapidly with her helping hand as his rosehip bucked more of his length into her mouth and she applied suction, tightening her rima oris around the swelling head as he exploded against the rachis of her pharynx. Brandon's sucking mouth against her aching clit finally pushed her over the edge as well and she moaned through a taste of his thick semen, greedily swallowing it down, her body quaking as she finally released her pent up need.

The swallowing sensation set off another release of Brandon's and he flooded her mouth a second clip before pulling his mouth from her slit and laying back, breathing strong. Tegan swallowed again and started gently easing off, a few last dim motility of her head, a swirl of the clapper to strip up any last remainder, then she let his slowly wilting meat chemise from her mouth. She lay across him catching her breath and feeling somewhat spent, gently holding his pecker in her go forth hand substance to wait until he decided to split 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 manipulate 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 side, propping herself up on her elbow to look at him.

"Is it important that I come ?"

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

"That's more considerate than a lot of guys."Tegan said with a small grinning."And if you have a young woman you care about I am surely she will appreciate 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 Oengus and Sam too. I… I don't want to break the mood here but I don't want there to be any mistake that lead to jealousy."

"I know, I didn't mean it like that. I just intend 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 slippery like that. Don't worry about it too much."Tegan sighed and rolled onto her back, stretching with a oscitancy."The realness is I'm going to be having a lot of sex in the near future. Sometimes I'll ejaculate, sometimes I won't."

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

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

"Ok why did you suggest this then."

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

"rich person 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 rope before this calendar 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 class, then broke up. I've been single ever since."

"Oh."

"You seem kinda surprised."

"I guess I thought you were…"

"…a slovenly woman ?"

Brandon shrugged awkwardly, avoiding her gaze.

"I'm not offended. What else would you call up ? 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 older 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 former hooey have you done ?"

"What do you have in mind ?"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 significant relationship ?"

"I guess not, not really."

"Brandon if what you're trying to reckon 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 mesa. Use your imagination."After a moment's pause she added"Just nothing involving like… crap or vomit."

"Gross."Brandon grimaced.

"glad we're in understanding on that ! Any former dubiousness ?"

"Have you ever been with a lady friend ?"

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

"Well ?"

"Oh so now you want details ?"

"Well… yeah !"

"No dice, B. Maybe another sentence. 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 capitulum to look at him, watching his cock swell from half mast to total again before her eyes."Really ? !"

"Sorry ?"

"A cleaning lady's work is never done."Tegan said with a mock sigh as she crawled over to him and swept her mouth over his swollen member once more…