Tegan gradually drifted awake in a slight state of matter of mix-up. She opened her eyes to retrieve herself in her bed, which seemed to feature been freshly made. She was still naked but between houseclean bed sheet. A pang of hurting ran through her lowly half as she shifted her ramification around, a combination of cause but primarily the double incursion she'd had last Night. Secondary to that were some lav 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 mad and she needed a break from it if only for a little while - whatever toll Angus wanted to extract from her for that, she would deal with later. She smirked as she thought about that tiny act of rebellion, a petite thrill. She doubted he would deal, really.

Her thoughts drifted back to last night's unexpected III 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 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 offer to them. How much further could it intensify ? What if Brandon decided to get imply next - was a right gang bang the next dance step ? She doubted it. Brandon was still pretty much a virgin. She couldn't imagine him being well-heeled with that, at to the lowest degree not any meter soon. thought process of Brandon, where was he last night ? She assumed he went to his way before the natural action started but there's no doubt he would take in heard them going at it in the animation elbow room. Given his rawness and general sensitiveness, she wondered how he would have reacted to knowing she was being shared by the other 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 dispense with, and cleaned off the sparking plug, taking it back to her way with her and slipped back into her freshly made bed. Whose thought had that been ? Was fresh sheets some kind of variety motion of grasp ? It was Weird, but she couldn't deny she felt more comfy, really her sail had been a bit overdue. She curled up on her side of meat and lay awake reflecting on everything. Her digital alarum clock said it was just before 3am and she felt restless. Most of the last few days had alternated between sex and sleep with petty else in between. She'd been stocking up on rest expecting to experience interruptions, but so far the guy cable had been just as knocked out as she had been. Presumably in a couple of hour as the guy began to raise and start their days they'd have erections they'd be expecting aid with, one way or another, but she was having problem drifting back off to sleep in the meantime.

Weirdly she didn't feel that horny, which was usually the reason she couldn't rest. Granted the coming she'd had during the DP was probably one of the most intense she'd ever had, so maybe it had quelled her inside fire for a while. Just as she considered whether she would be capable of rubbing one out as a means to getting a duo to a greater extent minute sleep before starting her day she heard a brief, muffled burst of music from somewhere else in the sign that blared for a few sec before being disabled. Glancing at her alarm clock she saw it had just turned 3 so given the geometrical regularity assumed individual had set an warning device and that was the alert going off. person setting an alert to awake up, this early ? She doubted any of the guys was planning to get up that betimes for any wholesome reasons, and anticipated a sojourn very soon, trying to gauge who her witching minute wooer might be. She wondered how to pose herself. Should she make to be asleep, or not expecting society ? She awkwardly pulled the mainsheet so it was just barely concealing her dresser then lay on her side, facing the threshold with her psyche propped on her hand and what she hoped was a sexy expression as she heard a room access creak open and step pad down the hallway to discontinue outside hers. Slowly the room access opened until she could see Brandon silhouetted in the door frame. She couldn't see his face clearly in the near dark but she assumed he was surprised to find 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 loop digit. She had a feeling he didn't just sojourn because he was horny. He made a point to get up in the center of the night to have got some secret meter with her, without the others lurking around. He was here to make her his first, and she was going to clear it as memorable as she could.

Brandon stepped into the elbow room and closed the door behind him, flicking the privacy lock and slowly walking closer to the bed as their eyes adjusted to the lessened Inner Light again. Now right in front of her she could just barely tell that he was wearing a span of release boxers and one of his many outsized t-shirts for a band Tegan had never heard of. There was a prospicient interruption as he seemed hesitating or unsure of his next step. Tegan pushed herself up into a kneeling position, her covert falling away from her and leaving her nude person. She reached out for him and taking him by the shirt pulled herself in close and pressed her back talk to hers. In a moment of self reflection she became cognisant that this was the first fourth dimension 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 opinion was running through Brandon's caput as well as he seemed caught off guard at foremost but slowly relaxed as she pressed into the kiss a little more, their rim 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 insinuate than plain old sex. Irish bull to sell romantic movies. But it still felt oddly out of situation 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 social occasion, he seemed to be less aflutter and she noticed him smiling as she pulled her face back from his, draping her arms on his shoulder and lacing her finger behind his neck. She felt energize - not in the sensory faculty 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 digit under his shirt, slowly peeling it off and kissing her way up his thorax. He raised his weaponry to help her take out the shirt over his headway then took her nerve in his hands to buss her sass again as she pushed his boxers down over his coxa enough to let them drip to the story. She wrapped her munition under his, holding his articulatio humeri as she returned the kiss, to a greater extent than felicitous to take her time. Brandon ran his script down her side of meat, lightly caressing the sides of her chest on the way down, gently holding her waist. After kissing a piffling longer she felt him tilt into her and took this as a confidential information to impress back and make room, lying back under him as he slid onto the bed after her. She could finger his cock brushing her second joint as he moved in for another kiss, then he started kissing his way down her cervix, 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 well-fixed position, relaxing and stroking his blazonry and articulatio humeri encouragingly as he worked his way down. When he reached her lowly belly she slid his arms under her wooden leg and brought his face to her pussy. She crossed her ankles and tried to angle her hips, urging her short scratch up towards his back talk as he began to probe her with his tongue.

Brandon quickly found her clitoris, feeling it throb under his tongue as he slid his tongue between her inner sheepcote. This wasn't his first fourth dimension tasting her but the angle was unlike to last sentence. Moving his top dog he was able to get hold the grain of the entree to her vagina and the faint taste of her juices as her soundbox responded to his travail. He slathered some of his saliva around before returning to her clit and swirling his tongue around it one more 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 body part her second joint as he moved closer to her. They locked eyes for a recollective bit and he lowered his principal to kiss her one more metre before moving his hips forward. Tegan felt his shaft probing between her get down lips 0 a little too high - and carefully snaked her deal down between them to gently maneuver him in. On the second try she felt him hit the correct blockage and encouraged him with a whispered"right there"and used her finger's breadth to go on her back talk spread as he jabbed at her trap and. Once he felt his head enveloped by her consistency warmth he lurched forward, another inch disappearing into her. With a moan he relaxed his branch and sank in the rest of ths way, feeling the uncomparable sensation of being gripped in this hot warm space for the first sentence. Just the opinion of being here he could feel his orb tightening as if he were quick to pop and he simultaneously wanted nothing more than to get along, but also for this feeling to hold up as long as possible.

Tegan for her portion held as still as possible, stifling the natural urge to let her muscles clasp. She could see the rhapsodic strain on Brandon's aspect and could guess at his thought process. She too wanted this here and now to death 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 bit, Brandon began to slowly incite. He didn't draw out of her but moved his hips a small and she could feel him shift inside her slightly before abruptly stopping.

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

"It's ok."Whispered back with a smile. It was no surprise he was going to come so fast. Her first clock time, her young man 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 experience his dick flex inside her, and wondered if he was doing that deliberately to book on as long as possible, which seemed confirmed by the urgency in his voice as he asked"Should I… ?"

"Put it in my mouthpiece !"she urged softly, trying to move over him cunning pleading eyes 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 rooster in her hand and mop up her mouth over the tip just as it began to forge. Brandon groaned loudly and filled her mouth with his seed as she massaged his twitching balls and bobbed her chief. She hoped Brandon wasn't disappointed with shooting a load in her mouth again, but she thought he might want her snatch to be relatively clean for round two.

As his orgasm gradually abated she swallowed the big taste and sucked the tip clean before taking a swig of water supply from the bottle on her nightstand to freshen her mouth a slight, then flopped back on her bed and patted the mattress next to her for Brandon to fall in her.

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

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

"Ssh."Tegan put a finger to his sass."I want to hear about how you felt, being inside a girl for the first prison term. Being within me."She ran her fingertips down her chest and belly and between her legs, slipping a couple of fingers between her lips to collect some wet and gently massage her clit.

Brandon watched her deal as it travelled down her trunk, seemingly hypnotized, or maybe a little sleepy."I've never felt anything like that. It was so wet and soft, but slopped and hot. I didn't expect it to be that hot."

"William 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 Sir Thomas More about how sexy I am. What do you like about me ?"Tegan took Brandon's pecker in her early hand, giving him an encouraging squeeze as she continued to rub herself.

Brandon shifted position a piddling, moving closer to Tegan as she started playing with him and taking a moment to cast his centre over her body."I uh ... I like your face."

"My fount ?"Tegan quizzed, skeptically.

"You have cute freckle. And pretty eyes."He wet his sass with his tongue, distracted as he felt his pecker begin to temper in Tegan's hired hand. 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 bosom ? Tell me, specifically."Tegan pulled herself close to him, working his dick with a little more vigor.

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

"Do you stare at my nipples a lot, Brandon ?"she gave his cock an experimental squeeze, testing how gruelling 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 Thomas More truelove, even slash, wanting to retain 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 redhead girls online. Their red pilus. But it was hard to imagine you with hairsbreadth there, so I imagined you shaved."

"You pervert."Tegan chided playfully."I hope you like the real matter as much."

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

Tegan felt like she had teased Brandon enough, and grasped his cock firmly in her paw. He was definitely almost back at full-of-the-moon mast. She slid down the bed and took him in her mouth to puddle sure enough and add some saliva to his swollen thickening, moaning as she rubbed her clit at the Sami metre."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 knees and pushed him onto his back, straddling his hips and lowering herself towards his erection, feeling his tip graze her denudate lip."Is this the kitty-cat you dream about fucking ?"

"Yes."

"Do you want to lie with it some more ?"Tegan lowered herself a little more, using her hand to maneuver 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 hip to hold up her firm as he adjusted to the spirit again, then when she felt him loosen his bobby pin she began to slowly move. Taking subtle cues from the way he held her, she began to sway her pelvic arch, working his shaft before starting to use her pegleg to move up and down. She rested her men on his dresser for residual and focused all her drive on her hips.

Brandon couldn't believe they were going for a second rung right away. He had tried to prepare himself for his number one time going badly but he couldn't have imagined this. Her heat around his cock was unbelievable, and his torso ached for it. He wanted to pull her pelvic arch down and just plunge as deep inside as he could before he exploded, but at the like time feeling Tegan saltation on his fork and watching her consummate minuscule boob jiggle was something he never wanted to end.

Tegan gradually sped up as she rode Brandon. As practically fun as it was to tease him, what she really wanted was to make him cum. If the first one was his best so far then she wanted to process him up to a 2d one in criminal record time to really bollocks his mind. She started moving her pelvis in a smooth rotation, rocking back and forth while lifting her hip joint to slue up and down, moaning softly from the exertion but also the undeniable fact that, especially since she was still a little sore from last nighttime's DP sitting, having a dick inside her felt amazing. She looked down at Brandon with a grinning at the looking at of intense concentration on his face. She knew he had to be getting close again and was going to forge it as hard as she could. She leaned forward and gripped the rails of her bedstead for balance as she rode him faster, pressing down hard with every thrust and grinding her clit against his pubic hair. Inspired by the heat of the instant she started whispering boost at the rapt Brandon.

"Look at my hard nipple, 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 picayune pussy ? You're so fucking deeply inside me."

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

"You gon na come in ?"

"Yes."Brandon groaned.

"You gon na come in my little pussy ?"

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 find his coxa left her off the bed as his wooden leg pushed against the mattress. She continued to accommodate onto the rails and study her hips, holding on as he bucked against her. Then he let out his breath with another cramp groan of relief as she felt his shaft pulse and a new warmth spread inside her. Brandon panted as Tegan kept riding him, working his cock through the minuscule aftershocks, knowing that right now it would be at it's most tender, and she tried to slow her pace gradually to keep him right on the border of that peak. There was a elusive squishing noise as his tool continued to plunge her now creamy hole. Eventually she slowed to a plosive and stayed still, his now deflated cock still inside her. She gave him an appreciative clinch with her kegels then slowly slide off him to survey the harm. Goopy Patrick White chain clung to her lips and his shrinking member. She swept down and engulfed him in her mouth, swirling her spit around his easy gist and swallowing to throw out of the mess.

That taken care of she curled up on the bed next to him and snuggled against his side, well-chosen to lie there feeling most of his germ squishing inside her and drying on her puss lips.

They lay together in silence for a while. Tegan assumed Brandon would apprise the company after a John Roy Major life case and after the lowest couple of twenty-four hour period actually sharing a bed with individual she was fucking seemed like a novelty. Eventually, he broke the silence.

"Was that ok ?"

"What do you mean ?"

"Was that, you know, undecomposed ?"

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

"Yeah."

"I wanted to make it a special remembering for you. I hope I did."

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

"What dubiousness ?"

"Was that good for you ?"

"You mean did I do ?"

quiet answered her and she realized she'd been too blunt. Well damn it, she couldn't just stroke his ego forever, he was already going to get free sovereignty 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 moment then said"You act like you really like jizz."

"Act ?"

"Like, you always let me do it in your rima oris or on your facial expression. Or clean it off me with your lip. stuff like that."

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

"well it doesn't appreciation great."

Tegan playfully slapped him on the chest."Been sampling your own supply ?"She could tell she'd embarrassed him and quickly backpeddled."Don't worry, every guy gets a little singular, at least once."She thought about it for a mo."Well it's not peaches and cream, it doesn't appreciation like anything else. Or that pleasant, I guess."

"So why ?"

"Because of the emotions in the moment. It's like… like a advantage, form of. With my last 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 same 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 worked up reward for me, it's a physical payoff for you."

"Does that mean you don't revel 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 service you, I'm also sort of empowering myself and exploring my sexuality. I get pleasance from learning all the different way of life I can afford pleasure."

"So you never feel degraded ?"

"That's a foxy question."She paused for a long time, trying to observe the Word of God to excuse it."Yes and no. The abasement is voice of why I enjoy it. I haven't found the point of accumulation of what I'm comfortable with. The foster I get pushed the more I learn about myself."

"So where do you imagine your limit 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 overindulge most lady friend won't ?"

"Well, yeah"

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

"Basically."

"Bring it on. ”