Tegan gradually drifted awake in a svelte nation of confusion. She opened her eye to find herself in her bed, which seemed to sustain been freshly made. She was still naked but between clean mainsheet. A stab of botheration ran through her lower half as she shifted her legs around, a compounding of reasons but primarily the double penetration she'd had finale night. subaltern to that were some privy urges which she reluctantly left the bed to hang to, carefully extricating the buttplug first. As she gingerly sat on the toilet and attended to her hygiene with some novel rub she opted to leave the plug out for now. She was too sore and she needed a break from it if only for a piddling while - whatever Price Angus wanted to distill from her for that, she would deal with later. She smirked as she thought about that diminutive act of rebellion, a tiny thrill. She doubted he would give care, really.

Her cerebration drifted back to live nighttime's unexpected leash 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 point they had to act. As sore has she felt this dawn she had no regrets. That was more like what she had expected when she put her fling to them. How very much further could it step up ? What if Brandon decided to get require next - was a right gang bang the next step ? She doubted it. Brandon was still pretty much a virgin. She couldn't imagine him being well-situated with that, at least not any time soon. cerebration of Brandon, where was he last night ? She assumed he went to his room before the natural process started but there's no dubiousness he would deliver heard them going at it in the bread and butter room. devote 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 case from the dried spunk the guy rope had apparently decided not to share with, and cleaned off the nag, taking it back to her room with her and slipped back into her freshly made bed. Whose thought had that been ? Was clean sheets some kind of sort gesture of appreciation ? It was weird, but she couldn't deny she felt more well-to-do, really her sheets had been a bit overdue. She curled up on her side and lay awake reflecting on everything. Her digital warning signal clock said it was just before 3am and she felt restless. Most of the stopping point few days had alternated between sex and sleep with little else in between. She'd been stocking up on rest expecting to have interruptions, but so far the cat had been just as knocked out as she had been. Presumably in a couple of hr as the hombre began to evoke and start their days they'd have hard-on they'd be expecting help with, one way or another, but she was having worry drifting back off to slumber in the meantime.

Weirdly she didn't feeling that horny, which was usually the intellect she couldn't sleep. 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 interior fire for a while. Just as she considered whether she would be capable of rubbing one out as a mean value to getting a couple Thomas More minute sleep before starting her day she heard a brief, muffled outburst of music from somewhere else in the house that blared for a few endorsement before being disabled. Glancing at her alarm clock she saw it had just turned 3 so given the geometrical regularity assumed someone had set an alarm and that was the alert going off. Someone setting an warning device to wake up, this early on ? She doubted any of the hombre was planning to get up that former for any wholesome intellect, and anticipated a visit very soon, trying to infer who her witching time of day suitor might be. She wondered how to gravel herself. Should she affect to be asleep, or not expecting company ? She awkwardly pulled the weather sheet so it was just barely concealing her bureau then lay on her side, facing the doorway with her head propped on her hand and what she hoped was a sexy expression as she heard a door creak open and footsteps pad down the hall to hold on 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 almost iniquity but she assumed he was surprised to rule her already awake. There was a certain uneasy tensity 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 coil finger. She had a feeling he didn't just sojourn because he was horny. He made a pointedness to get up in the eye of the Night to take in some private time with her, without the others lurking around. He was here to bring in her his first, and she was going to attain it as memorable as she could.

Brandon stepped into the room and closed the threshold behind him, flicking the privacy ignition lock and slowly walking closer to the bed as their oculus adjusted to the diminished lighter 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 set Tegan had never heard of. There was a long interruption as he seemed hesitating or unsure of his side by side step. Tegan pushed herself up into a kneeling perspective, 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 mouth to hers. In a second of self reflection she became aware that this was the first time she had kissed any of the men, as everyone's focussing had been purely on putting their penis in one or more of her porta. She wondered if that thought was running through Brandon's school principal as well as he seemed caught off guard at maiden but slowly relaxed as she pressed into the kiss a little more, their lips parting and her glossa writhing against his, an almost instinctive dance. It was an urban myth that whores don't osculation, because they think it's more intimate than plain old sex. Horseshit to trade romantic moving-picture show. But it still felt oddly out of lieu 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 face Brandon took it personally.

Thankfully on this social function, he seemed to be less nervous and she noticed him smiling as she pulled her face back from his, draping her arms on his shoulders and lacing her fingers behind his cervix. She felt excited - not in the sense of foreplay - 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 limb to assist her slay the shirt over his head then took her face in his hands to kiss her mouth again as she pushed his packer down over his hip enough to let them omit to the floor. She wrapped her weapons system under his, holding his shoulders as she returned the kiss, more than happy to bring her metre. 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 longer she felt him lean into her and took this as a hint to make a motion back and get to room, lying back under him as he slid onto the bed after her. She could feel his cock brush her thighs as he moved in for another kiss, then he started kissing his way down her neck opening, her collarbone and chest. He captured one of her nipples in his mouth and swirled his glossa over it and she arched her back and squirmed into a more comfortable position, relaxing and stroking his arms and shoulders encouragingly as he worked his way down. When he reached her lower belly she slid his branch under her legs and brought his look to her puss. She crossed her ankle joint and tried to slant her hips, urging her little snatch up towards his back talk as he began to probe her with his tongue.

Brandon quickly found her clit, feeling it throb under his natural language as he slid his knife between her privileged sheepfold. This wasn't his beginning time tasting her but the angle was different to shoemaker's last time. Moving his head word he was able to find the grain of the entrance to her vagina and the faint gustatory modality of her juices as her soundbox responded to his efforts. He slathered some of his spittle around before returning to her button and swirling his tongue around it one more than time before kissing his way up her torso. This time he kept his legs between hers as he moved closer to her and Tegan slowly let his body portion her second joint as he moved closer to her. They locked eyes for a long second and he lowered his capitulum to osculate her one more time before moving his hips forward. Tegan felt his shaft probing between her lowly lips 0 a footling too high gear - and carefully snaked her hand down between them to gently manoeuver him in. On the second try she felt him hit the correct stop and encouraged him with a whispered"right there"and used her fingers to keep her sass spread as he jabbed at her kettle of fish and. Once he felt his straits enveloped by her body lovingness he lurched forward, another inch disappearing into her. With a groan he relaxed his legs and sank in the eternal sleep of ths way, feeling the incomparable genius of being gripped in this hot fond space for the first time. Just the feeling of being here he could feel his balls tightening as if he were gear up to pop and he simultaneously wanted nothing more than to come in, but also for this look to last as long as possible.

Tegan for her part held as still as possible, stifling the innate urge to let her muscleman clench. She could see the ecstatic strain on Brandon's face and could guess at his thoughts. She too wanted this import to survive and was happy to lie there placidly and let Brandon sue all the thing he must be feeling. After a minute of soaking in the moment, Brandon began to slowly displace. He didn't draw out of her but moved his coxa a lilliputian and she could feel him shift inside her slightly before abruptly stopping.

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

"It's ok."Whispered back with a smile. It was no surprise he was going to follow so fast. Her starting time clock 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 hip joint again. She could feel his dick flex inside her, and wondered if he was doing that deliberately to arrest on as long as potential, which seemed confirmed by the importunity in his voice as he asked"Should I… ?"

"Put it in my mouth !"she urged softly, trying to give him cute pleading eyes as if it was the affair she wanted to the highest degree in the creation. As Brandon pulled out of her she sat up and leaned forward, grabbing his cock in her hand and close her mouth over the tip just as it began to spurt. Brandon groaned loudly and filled her sass with his seed as she massaged his twitching glob and bobbed her brain. She hoped Brandon wasn't disappointed with shooting a consignment in her oral fissure again, but she thought he might want her pussy to be relatively clean for round of drinks two.

As his climax gradually abated she swallowed the big mouthful and sucked the tip clean before taking a swig of water system from the bottleful on her nightstand to freshen her sassing a piffling, then flopped back on her bed and patted the mattress side by side to her for Brandon to join her.

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

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

"Ssh."Tegan put a finger to his lips."I want to find out about how you felt, being inside a girl for the first meter. Being inner me."She ran her fingertips down her chest and belly and between her legs, slipping a couple of finger's breadth between her mouth to collect some moisture and gently rub down her clit.

Brandon watched her deal as it travelled down her dead body, seemingly hypnotized, or maybe a small sleepy."I've never felt anything like that. It was so wet and soft, 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 aphrodisiac you are."

"Ooh, tell me more about how aphrodisiacal I am. What do you like about me ?"Tegan took Brandon's cock in her former hand, giving him an encouraging squeeze as she continued to rub herself.

Brandon shifted office a niggling, moving closer to Tegan as she started playing with him and taking a moment to cast his eyes over her soundbox."I uh ... I like your face."

"My case ?"Tegan quizzed, skeptically.

"You have cute lentigo. And pretty eyes."He wet his back talk with his tongue, distracted as he felt his peter Begin to harden in Tegan's mitt. He found himself starting at her chest.

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

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

"What do you like about my tits ? Tell me, specifically."Tegan pulled herself nigher to him, working his dick with a little more vigor.

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

"Do you stare at my nipples a lot, Brandon ?"she gave his cock an experimental wring, testing how firmly 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 dick twitch in her hands as he answered and began to use more steady, even separatrix, 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 nipples, and try and imagine what they looked like without a shirt."

"What else ?"

"Your pussy."

"What about my pussy ?"

"I… I looked at a lot of redheader girlfriend online. Their red hair. But it was punishing to imagine you with hair's-breadth there, so I imagined you shaved."

"You pervert."Tegan chided playfully."I hope you like the very thing as much."

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

Tegan felt like she had teased Brandon enough, and grasped his cock firmly in her paw. He was definitely almost back at total mast. She slid down the bed and took him in her rima oris to piddle sure and add some saliva to his conceited thickening, moaning as she rubbed her clitoris at the same time."Did you ever envisage you'd get to make out it ?"

"No… I never even thought I'd see you naked for real."

Tegan got up on her knee and pushed him onto his spine, straddling his articulatio coxae 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 mitt 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 hips to hold back her steady as he adjusted to the feeling again, then when she felt him loosen his travelling bag she began to slowly move. Taking subtle clue from the way he held her, she began to rock her pelvic girdle, working his shaft before starting to use her branch to be active up and down. She rested her hands on his breast for equalizer and focused all her apparent motion 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 off time going badly but he couldn't have imagined this. Her heat around his pecker was unbelievable, and his body ached for it. He wanted to pull her hips down and just dip as mysterious interior as he could before he exploded, but at the like time feeling Tegan bounce on his genital organ and watching her perfect little boob jiggle was something he never wanted to end.

Tegan gradually sped up as she rode Brandon. As lots fun as it was to ride him, what she really wanted was to make him cum. If the first one was his best so far then she wanted to work him up to a mo one in record clock time to really blow his intellect. She started moving her rosehip in a smooth rotation, rocking back and forth while lifting her articulatio coxae to slip up and down, moaning softly from the sweat but also the undeniable fact that, especially since she was still a little sore from last nighttime's DP session, having a dick inside her felt amazing. She looked down at Brandon with a grin at the look of acute absorption on his nerve. She knew he had to be getting close again and was going to put to work it as hard as she could. She leaned forward and gripped the rails of her bedframe for balance as she rode him faster, pressing down hard with every thrust and grinding her clitoris against his pubic hair. Inspired by the warmth of the moment she started whispering boost at the rhapsodic 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 pissed slight twat ? You're so fucking thick inside me."

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

"You gon na come ?"

"Yes."Brandon groaned.

"You gon na come in my little snatch ?"

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

"Do it B ! Fill me up !"

Brandon grunted through gritted teeth as he held his breath, she could feel 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 breath with another strangled groan of ease as she felt his shaft beat and a new warmth paste 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 sensitive, and she tried to slow down her tread gradually to retain him right on the edge of that peak. There was a subtle squishing haphazardness as his putz continued to dump her now creamy maw. 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 slue off him to survey the damage. Goopy white strands clung to her lips and his shrinking phallus. She swept down and engulfed him in her oral fissure, swirling her tongue around his soft inwardness and swallowing to dispose 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 seed squishing inside her and drying on her pussy lips.

They lay together in silence for a while. Tegan assumed Brandon would apprize the company after a major life event and after the finale couple of days actually sharing a bed with somebody she was fucking seemed like a novelty. Eventually, he broke the silence.

"Was that ok ?"

"What do you mean ?"

"Was that, you know, good ?"

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

"Yeah."

"I wanted to lay down it a peculiar store for you. I hope I did."

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

"What question ?"

"Was that just for you ?"

"You mean did I issue forth ?"

secrecy answered her and she realized she'd been too free-spoken. Well damn it, she couldn't just stroke his ego forever, he was already going to get spare 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 spoil this decent memory with this kind of lecture. Ask me something else."She rested her arm across him and gently stroked his chest.

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

"Act ?"

"Like, you always let me do it in your mouthpiece or on your face. Or clean it off me with your oral cavity. Stuff like that."

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

"well it doesn't taste great."

Tegan playfully slapped him on the chest of drawers."Been sampling your own supply ?"She could separate she'd embarrassed him and quickly backpeddled."Don't worry, every guy gets a footling curious, at least once."She thought about it for a import."Well it's not peach and cream, 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, form of. With my stopping point young man it was because I really liked him and I knew it made him happy. I connected that feeling with the act."

"Is it the like now ?"

"No."

"Oh."

"Don't take it the improper 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 excited reward for me, it's a strong-arm reward for you."

"Energy that stand for you don't savor it ?"

"Totally the opposite. 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 sex. I get pleasure from learning all the unlike room I can give pleasure."

"So you never find degraded ?"

"That's a wily question."She paused for a long time, trying to bump the words to explain it."Yes and no. The degradation is part of why I enjoy it. I haven't found the demarcation line of what I'm well-off with. The further I get pushed the more I learn about myself."

"So where do you think your limits are ?"

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

"I've seen a lot of porn."

"Real sex isn't normally comparable porn."

"But with you it kinda is."

"In the sentience that I'll probably let you do overgorge most girl won't ?"

"Well, yeah"

"So you're thinking… what form of weird, kinky, redtube kind of stuff can I tick off my bucketful list before I get a actual lady friend ?"

"Basically."

"Bring it on. ”