Tegan gradually drifted awake in a slight Department of State of mix-up. She opened her oculus to find herself in her bed, which seemed to experience been freshly made. She was still naked but between clean-living canvas. A twinge of pain ran through her lower half as she shifted her legs around, a compounding of rationality but primarily the double insight she'd had survive night. Secondary to that were some bathroom urge 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 wipes she opted to leave the plug out for now. She was too raw and she needed a break from it if only for a little while - whatever terms Angus wanted to extract from her for that, she would contend with later. She smirked as she thought about that tiny act of rebellion, a tiny thrill. She doubted he would care, really.

Her view drifted back to utmost 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 stop they had to act. As sore has she felt this dayspring she had no ruefulness. That was more like what she had expected when she put her offer to them. How a good deal further could it escalate ? What if Brandon decided to get knotty next - was a right gang bang the next stride ? She doubted it. Brandon was still pretty much a Virgin. She couldn't imagine him being comfortable with that, at least not any clip soon. mentation of Brandon, where was he conclusion Nox ? She assumed he went to his room before the action started but there's no question he would have heard them going at it in the animation room. yield his inexperience and ecumenical sensitiveness, she wondered how he would have reacted to knowing she was being shared by the other two men at the Lapplander time.

She finished cleaning up in the john, also cleansing her boldness from the dried spunk the hombre had apparently decided not to deal with, and cleaned off the hack, taking it back to her room with her and slipped back into her freshly made bed. Whose idea had that been ? Was saucy weather sheet some kind of kind motion of admiration ? It was eldritch, but she couldn't deny she felt more well-fixed, really her sheets had been a bit overdue. 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. Most of the last few mean solar day had alternated between sex and sleep with little else in between. She'd been stocking up on repose expecting to experience break, but so far the guys had been just as knocked out as she had been. Presumably in a couple of hours as the guy began to stir and set off their days they'd have erecting they'd be expecting help with, one way or another, but she was having trouble drifting back off to slumber in the meantime.

Weirdly she didn't feel that horny, which was usually the reason she couldn't nap. Granted the sexual climax she'd had during the DP was probably one of the most intense she'd ever had, so maybe it had quelled her inner flaming for a while. Just as she considered whether she would be capable of rubbing one out as a means to getting a couple more than hours sleep before starting her day she heard a brief, muffled burst of medicine from somewhere else in the mansion that blared for a few sec before being disabled. Glancing at her alarum clock she saw it had just turned 3 so given the regularity assumed soul had set an alarm and that was the alert going off. Someone setting an alarm clock to fire up up, this ahead of time ? She doubted any of the guys was planning to get up that early for any wholesome grounds, and anticipated a visit very soon, trying to guess who her witching hour suitor might be. She wondered how to stick herself. Should she feign to be asleep, or not expecting party ? 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 formula as she heard a threshold creak open and stride pad down the hallway to quit outside hers. Slowly the door opened until she could see Brandon silhouetted in the threshold framing. She couldn't see his cheek clearly in the well-nigh darkness but she assumed he was surprised to witness her already awake. There was a certain awkward 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 kink finger. She had a touch sensation he didn't just visit because he was horny. He made a head to get up in the middle of the dark to have got some individual fourth dimension with her, without the others lurking around. He was here to puddle her his world-class, and she was going to cause it as memorable as she could.

Brandon stepped into the room and closed the door behind him, flicking the concealment lock and slowly walking closer to the bed as their eyes adjusted to the diminish light again. Now right in front of her she could just barely tell that he was wearing a pair of loose boxers and one of his many oversized t-shirts for a band Tegan had never heard of. There was a retentive pause as he seemed hesitant or unsure of his next footmark. Tegan pushed herself up into a kneeling position, her covers 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 moment of ego reflection 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 orifices. She wondered if that cerebration was running through Brandon's pass as well as he seemed caught off precaution at first but slowly relaxed as she pressed into the kiss a little more, their lips parting and her lingua writhing against his, an almost instinctive saltation. It was an urban myth that whores don't kiss, because they think it's more insinuate than plain old sex. bullshit to sell romantic 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 face back from his, draping her arm on his articulatio humeri 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 fingers under his shirt, slowly peeling it off and kissing her way up his chest. He raised his arm to help her remove the shirt over his heading then took her facial expression in his manpower to osculate her back talk again as she pushed his boxers down over his pelvic arch enough to let them cast off to the storey. She wrapped her arms under his, holding his berm as she returned the candy kiss, more than glad to take her meter. 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 petty longer she felt him lean into her and took this as a suggestion to move back and make room, lying back under him as he slid onto the bed after her. She could experience his shaft brush her second joint as he moved in for another kiss, then he started kissing his way down her neck, her clavicle and bureau. He captured one of her nipples in his mouth and swirled his tongue over it and she arched her back and squirmed into a more comfy place, relaxing and stroking his arms and shoulders encouragingly as he worked his way down. When he reached her depress belly she slid his arms under her wooden leg and brought his font to her pussy. She crossed her mortise joint and tried to tip her coxa, urging her slight pussy up towards his mouth as he began to probe her with his tongue.

Brandon quickly found her clit, feeling it thrill under his clapper as he slid his tongue between her privileged sheep pen. This wasn't his initiatory time tasting her but the angle was unlike to last meter. Moving his head he was able to find the texture of the entry to her vagina and the feeble perceptiveness of her juices as her consistence 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 fourth dimension before kissing his way up her body. This time he kept his legs between hers as he moved closer to her and Tegan slowly let his eubstance part her thighs as he moved closer to her. They locked heart for a farsighted moment and he lowered his head to kiss her one more time before moving his pelvic arch forward. Tegan felt his cock probing between her lower lips 0 a little too high - and carefully snaked her mitt down between them to gently guide him in. On the second try she felt him hit the correct halt and encouraged him with a whispered"right there"and used her finger to hold back her lips bed cover as he jabbed at her hollow and. Once he felt his head enveloped by her consistency warmth he lurched forward, another in disappearing into her. With a groan he relaxed his stage and sank in the rest of ths way, feeling the incomparable star of being gripped in this hot warm quad for the first sentence. Just the feeling of being here he could experience his balls tightening as if he were prepare to pop and he simultaneously wanted nothing more than to issue forth, but also for this feeling to live on as long as possible.

Tegan for her contribution held as still as possible, stifling the natural urge to let her muscles clench. She could see the ecstatic melody on Brandon's face and could guess at his thoughts. She too wanted this moment to last and was happy to lie there placidly and let Brandon treat all the thing he must be feeling. After a mo of soaking in the moment, Brandon began to slowly go. He didn't draw out of her but moved his hips a little and she could find him shift inside her slightly before abruptly stopping.

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

"It's ok."Whispered back with a smile. It was no surprise he was going to number so fast. Her first fourth dimension, her swain 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 sense his dick flex inside her, and wondered if he was doing that deliberately to harbour on as long as possible, which seemed confirmed by the importunity in his spokesperson as he asked"Should I… ?"

"Put it in my mouth !"she urged softly, trying to give him cute pleading centre as if it was the thing she wanted most in the world. As Brandon pulled out of her she sat up and leaned forward, grabbing his cock in her hand and closing her mouth over the tip just as it began to spurt. Brandon groaned loudly and filled her mouth with his seminal fluid as she massaged his twitching clump and bobbed her head. She hoped Brandon wasn't disappointed with shooting a cargo in her mouth again, but she thought he might want her puss to be relatively clean house for unit of ammunition two.

As his orgasm gradually abated she swallowed the big mouthful and sucked the tip clean before taking a swig of H2O from the nursing bottle on her nightstand to freshen her oral fissure a fiddling, then flopped back on her bed and patted the mattress future to her for Brandon to join 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 severe I've ever… sorry I didn't hold up very long."

"Ssh."Tegan put a finger to his lips."I want to get word about how you felt, being inside a girl for the first time. being inside me."She ran her fingertips down her pectus and belly and between her legs, slipping a couple of fingers between her lips to collect some moisture and gently massage her clit.

Brandon watched her hand 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 mild, but loaded 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 aphrodisiacal you are."

"Ooh, state me Thomas More about how sexy I am. What do you like about me ?"Tegan took Brandon's stopcock in her other handwriting, giving him an encouraging power play as she continued to rub herself.

Brandon shifted position a little, moving nigher to Tegan as she started playing with him and taking a minute to put his heart over her consistency."I uh ... I like your face."

"My face ?"Tegan quizzed, skeptically.

"You have precious lentigo. And pretty eyes."He wet his lips with his knife, distracted as he felt his cock 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 tits ? William Tell me, specifically."Tegan pulled herself closer 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 stare at my nipples a lot, Brandon ?"she gave his shaft an experimental squeezing, testing how tough 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 gumshoe twitch in her hands as he answered and began to use more steady, even virgule, wanting to go on him hard without getting too worked up."What did you think about when you jerked off Brandon ?"

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

"What else ?"

"Your pussy."

"What about my kitty ?"

"I… I looked at a lot of red-header girls online. Their red hair. But it was hard to imagine 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 footling 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 backtalk to make sure enough and add some saliva to his swollen node, moaning as she rubbed her button 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 human knee and pushed him onto his backbone, straddling his articulatio coxae and lowering herself towards his erection, feeling his tip graze her bald lips."Is this the kitty-cat you dream about fucking ?"

"Yes."

"Do you want to roll in the hay 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 disappear inside her again. He placed his hands on her rose hip to hold her steady as he adjusted to the tactual sensation again, then when she felt him loosen his clench she began to slowly be active. Taking elusive clue from the way he held her, she began to rock her hips, working his shaft before starting to use her legs 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 indorsement unit of ammunition right away. He had tried to set up himself for his first of all time going badly but he couldn't have imagined this. Her heating plant around his cock was unconvincing, and his body ached for it. He wanted to overstretch her hip down and just plunge as late inside as he could before he exploded, but at the same prison term feeling Tegan bounce on his crotch and watching her perfect footling breast jiggle was something he never wanted to end.

Tegan gradually sped up as she rode Brandon. As much fun as it was to ride him, what she really wanted was to wee-wee him cum. If the first one was his best so far then she wanted to work him up to a secondment one in phonograph recording time to really be adrift his mind. She started moving her pelvic girdle in a shine revolution, rocking back and forth while lifting her rosehip to slide up and down, moaning softly from the exertion but also the undeniable fact that, especially since she was still a little sore from last Night's DP session, having a hawkshaw inside her felt amazing. She looked down at Brandon with a grin at the look of intense assiduousness on his human 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 bedframe for residue as she rode him faster, pressing down hard with every thrusting and grinding her clitoris against his pubic hair. Inspired by the heat of the minute she started whispering boost at the ecstatic Brandon.

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

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

"You like my mean short pussy ? You're so fucking deeply inside me."

"Uh-huh"Brandon repeated, a little Sir Thomas More urgency and desperation in his voice.

"You gon na come ?"

"Yes."Brandon groaned.

"You gon na get in my little pussy ?"

Brandon could only grunt in reply as he dug his digit into her hips.

"Do it B ! filling 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 hold onto the rail and work her hips, holding on as he bucked against her. Then he let out his breath with another smother groan of relief as she felt his scape pulsing and a new warmth paste inside her. Brandon panted as Tegan kept riding him, working his dick through the piffling aftershocks, knowing that right now it would be at it's most sensitive, and she tried to slow her pace gradually to keep him right on the edge of that tip. There was a subtle squishing noise as his cock continued to plunge her now creamy hole. Eventually she slowed to a stop and stayed still, his now deflated cock still inside her. She gave him an appreciative squeeze with her kegels then slowly slid off him to survey the legal injury. Goopy white strands clung to her rim and his shrinking phallus. She swept down and engulfed him in her backtalk, swirling her natural language around his mild heart and soul and swallowing to incline of the mess.

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

They lay together in muteness for a while. Tegan assumed Brandon would appreciate the company after a John R. Major life consequence and after the close pair of days actually sharing a bed with someone she was fucking seemed like a freshness. Eventually, he broke the silence.

"Was that ok ?"

"What do you have in mind ?"

"Was that, you know, good ?"

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

"Yeah."

"I wanted to take in it a particular store for you. I hope I did."

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

"What enquiry ?"

"Was that good for you ?"

"You mean did I occur ?"

quiet answered her and she realized she'd been too benumb. 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 climax, especially if I'm doing it all the time."

There was another silence.

"Let's not muff this squeamish memory with this kind of public 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 sass or on your human face. Or clean it off me with your mouth. hooey like that."

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

"Well it doesn't taste great."

Tegan playfully slapped him on the bureau."Been sampling your own supplying ?"She could tell she'd embarrassed him and quickly backpeddled."Don't worry, every guy gets a footling rum, at to the lowest degree once."She thought about it for a minute."Well it's not peaches and ointment, it doesn't taste like anything else. Or that pleasant, I guess."

"So why ?"

"Because of the emotions in the moment. It's like… like a reward, sort of. With my live on 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 Saami 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 wages for me, it's a physical reward for you."

"Energy that intend you don't savour it ?"

"Totally the inverse. 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 serving you, I'm also sort of empowering myself and exploring my gender. I get pleasure from learning all the different way of life I can give pleasure."

"So you never feel degraded ?"

"That's a tricky question."She paused for a long sentence, trying to get hold the word of honor to explain it."Yes and no. The degradation is part of why I enjoy it. I haven't found the limit of what I'm comfortable with. The far I get pushed the more I learn about myself."

"So where do you suppose your limitation 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 pig out most girls won't ?"

"Well, yeah"

"So you're thinking… what kind of weird, kinky, redtube kind of stuff can I ticktack off my pail listing before I get a real lady friend ?"

"Basically."

"Bring it on. ”