Tegan gradually drifted awake in a slender state of muddiness. She opened her eyes to feel herself in her bed, which seemed to have been freshly made. She was still naked but between pick sail. A twinge of pain ran through her lower one-half as she shifted her legs around, a compounding of reasons but primarily the image incursion she'd had last night. Secondary to that were some can itch 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 bracing wipe she opted to bequeath the stopper out for now. She was too tender and she needed a rupture from it if only for a niggling while - whatever price Angus wanted to evoke from her for that, she would deal with later. She smirked as she thought about that tiny act of uprising, a tiny thrill. She doubted he would care, really.

Her thoughts drifted back to last 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 detail they had to act. As sore has she felt this morn she had no rue. That was more like what she had expected when she put her offer to them. How often further could it step up ? What if Brandon decided to get regard following - was a proper gang bang the future step ? She doubted it. Brandon was still pretty much a virgin. She couldn't imagine him being comfortable with that, at to the lowest degree not any sentence soon. thinking of Brandon, where was he last night ? She assumed he went to his room before the natural action started but there's no doubt he would get heard them going at it in the support room. Given his rawness and general sensibility, she wondered how he would let 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 brass from the dried spunk the guys had apparently decided not to deal with, and cleaned off the cud, taking it back to her way with her and slipped back into her newly made bed. Whose idea had that been ? Was fresh sheet some kind of kind motion of appreciation ? It was Wyrd, but she couldn't deny she felt more well-to-do, really her sheets had been a bit overdue. She curled up on her English and lay awake reflecting on everything. Her digital consternation clock said it was just before 3am and she felt restless. Most of the last few days had alternated between sex and sleep with piddling else in between. She'd been stocking up on quietus expecting to experience interruptions, but so far the guys had been just as knocked out as she had been. Presumably in a span of hours as the guys began to raise and start their days they'd have erections they'd be expecting assistance with, one way or another, but she was having trouble drifting back off to slumber in the meantime.

Weirdly she didn't tactile property that horny, which was usually the understanding she couldn't slumber. Granted the orgasm she'd had during the DP was probably one of the most acute she'd ever had, so maybe it had quelled her interior fire for a spell. Just as she considered whether she would be subject of rubbing one out as a means to getting a couple to a greater extent 60 minutes sleep before starting her day she heard a legal brief, muffled outburst of music from somewhere else in the house that blared for a few seconds before being disabled. Glancing at her alarm clock she saw it had just turned 3 so given the regularity assumed somebody had set an alarm and that was the alert going off. Someone setting an warning device to wake up, this early ? She doubted any of the guys was planning to get up that former for any wholesome reasons, and anticipated a sojourn very soon, trying to guess who her witching hour suitor might be. She wondered how to amaze herself. Should she pretend to be gone, 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 promontory propped on her hand and what she hoped was a aphrodisiac expression as she heard a threshold creak capable and pace pad down the hall to stop outside hers. Slowly the door opened until she could see Brandon silhouetted in the room access frame. She couldn't see his face clearly in the near shadow but she assumed he was surprised to rule her already awake. There was a certain uneasy latent hostility 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 curve digit. She had a feeling he didn't just visit because he was horny. He made a point to get up in the middle of the night to have some private meter with her, without the others lurking around. He was here to make her his world-class, and she was going to make it as memorable as she could.

Brandon stepped into the room and closed the doorway behind him, flicking the privateness lock chamber and slowly walking closer to the bed as their optic adjusted to the diminished ignitor again. Now right in front of her she could just barely tell that he was wearing a pair of unloose boxer and one of his many oversized T-shirt 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 statue. She reached out for him and taking him by the shirt pulled herself in close and pressed her mouth to hers. In a moment of self reflection she became aware that this was the first fourth dimension she had kissed any of the men, as everyone's focussing had been purely on putting their penis in one or Sir Thomas More of her orifices. She wondered if that thought was running through Brandon's point as well as he seemed caught off guard 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 natural saltation. It was an urban myth that whores don't kiss, because they think it's more sexual than plain old sex. horseshit to trade romantic moving picture. But it still felt oddly out of stead 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 pillow slip Brandon took it personally.

Thankfully on this occasion, he seemed to be less anxious and she noticed him smiling as she pulled her human face back from his, draping her weaponry on his shoulder joint and lacing her fingers behind his neck. She felt excited - not in the gumption of rousing - but excited that she was going to be sharing this moment with him. She ran her hands down his dresser and hooked her fingers under his shirt, slowly peeling it off and kissing her way up his pectus. He raised his sleeve to help oneself her dispatch the shirt over his brain then took her face in his men to kiss her mouth again as she pushed his shorts down over his hips enough to let them drop to the floor. She wrapped her weaponry under his, holding his shoulders as she returned the kiss, more than happy to take her time. Brandon ran his helping hand down her side of meat, 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 soupcon to move back and make room, lying back under him as he slid onto the bed after her. She could feel his cock brush her second joint as he moved in for another candy kiss, then he started kissing his way down her neck opening, her collarbone and chest of drawers. He captured one of her nipples in his rima oris and swirled his spit over it and she arched her back and squirmed into a more well-heeled position, relaxing and stroking his arms and shoulders encouragingly as he worked his way down. When he reached her lower belly she slid his arms under her wooden leg and brought his look to her pussy. She crossed her ankles and tried to angle her hips, urging her little slit up towards his mouth as he began to poke into her with his tongue.

Brandon quickly found her button, feeling it shiver under his natural language as he slid his tongue between her inner folds. This wasn't his first clock time tasting her but the slant was different to last time. Moving his straits he was able to find oneself the texture of the ingress to her vagina and the feeble gustatory perception of her juices as her eubstance responded to his endeavor. He slathered some of his saliva around before returning to her clit and swirling his tongue around it one More time before kissing his way up her trunk. This time he kept his stage between hers as he moved closer to her and Tegan slowly let his soundbox part her thighs as he moved closer to her. They locked eyes for a foresightful moment and he lowered his head to kiss her one Thomas More time before moving his hips forward. Tegan felt his shaft probing between her lower lips 0 a minuscule too high - and carefully snaked her hand down between them to gently guide him in. On the second try she felt him hit the correct point and encouraged him with a whispered"right there"and used her fingers to keep her lips spread as he jabbed at her mess and. Once he felt his forefront enveloped by her organic structure warmth he lurched forward, another inch disappearing into her. With a groan he relaxed his wooden leg and sank in the sleep of ths way, feeling the uncomparable sense impression of being gripped in this hot quick blank space for the first time. Just the flavor of being here he could palpate his balls tightening as if he were ready to pop and he simultaneously wanted zippo more than to get along, but also for this tactile sensation to go as long as possible.

Tegan for her section held as still as possible, stifling the rude urge to let her muscles clinch. She could see the ecstatic strain on Brandon's human face and could guess at his thoughts. She too wanted this here and now to go and was happy to lie there placidly and let Brandon sue all the matter he must be feeling. After a minute of soaking in the mo, Brandon began to slowly move. He didn't draw out of her but moved his rose hip a little and she could finger him shift inside her slightly before abruptly stopping.

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

"It's ok."Whispered back with a grin. It was no surprise he was going to follow so fast. Her for the first time time, her boyfriend 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 finger his prick flex inside her, and wondered if he was doing that deliberately to nurse on as long as potential, which seemed confirmed by the urgency 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 matter she wanted most in the world. As Brandon pulled out of her she sat up and leaned forward, grabbing his cock in her paw and closing her mouth over the tip just as it began to gush. Brandon groaned loudly and filled her mouth with his come as she massaged his vellication chunk and bobbed her head. She hoped Brandon wasn't disappointed with shooting a load in her backtalk again, but she thought he might require her kitty-cat to be relatively sporty for unit of ammunition two.

As his climax gradually abated she swallowed the big taste and sucked the tip clean before taking a gulp of water from the bottle on her nightstand to freshen her mouth a petty, then flopped back on her bed and patted the mattress next to her for Brandon to join her.

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

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

"Ssh."Tegan put a finger to his lips."I want to hear about how you felt, being inside a girl for the first time. Being inwardly me."She ran her fingertips down her chest and belly and between her leg, slipping a couple of fingers between her back talk to amass some moisture and gently massage her clit.

Brandon watched her hand as it travelled down her eubstance, seemingly hypnotized, or maybe a piddling sleepy."I've never felt anything like that. It was so wet and cushy, but tight 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, narrate me more about how sexy I am. What do you like about me ?"Tegan took Brandon's cock in her other paw, giving him an encouraging squeeze as she continued to rub herself.

Brandon shifted position a fiddling, moving closemouthed 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 grimace ?"Tegan quizzed, skeptically.

"You have cute freckles. And pretty eyes."He wet his mouth with his tongue, distracted as he felt his cock Begin to harden in Tegan's hand. He found himself starting at her chest.

"Is that all ? You seem to wish 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 pap and when it's frigidness I can see them clearly through your shirts."

"Do you gaze at my nipples a lot, Brandon ?"she gave his dick an experimental squeeze, testing how hard 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 hitch off thinking about it ?"

"Yes."

Tegan felt his gumshoe twitch in her hands as he answered and began to use Sir Thomas More steady, even diagonal, wanting to save him hard without getting too worked up."What did you think about when you jerked off Brandon ?"

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

"What else ?"

"Your pussy."

"What about my puss ?"

"I… I looked at a lot of redhead girls online. Their red hair. But it was voiceless to imagine you with hair there, so I imagined you shaved."

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

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

Tegan felt like she had teased Brandon enough, and grasped his cock firmly in her helping hand. He was definitely almost back at full mast. She slid down the bed and took him in her mouth to make trusted and add some spit to his swell up thickening, moaning as she rubbed her clit at the same metre."Did you ever imagine you'd get to do it it ?"

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

Tegan got up on her knees and pushed him onto his dorsum, straddling his pelvic arch and lowering herself towards his erection, feeling his tip graze her denuded lips."Is this the slit you dream about fucking ?"

"Yes."

"Do you want to roll in the hay it some more ?"Tegan lowered herself a little more, using her manus 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 her brace as he adjusted to the feeling again, then when she felt him loosen his handgrip she began to slowly motivate. Taking elusive cues from the way he held her, she began to rock her coxa, working his shaft before starting to use her branch to move up and down. She rested her hands on his dresser for balance and focused all her social movement on her hips.

Brandon couldn't believe they were going for a second round right away. He had tried to prepare himself for his first off clip going badly but he couldn't have imagined this. Her heating system around his pecker was unbelievable, and his torso ached for it. He wanted to root for her hip joint down and just plunge as deep inside as he could before he exploded, but at the same time feeling Tegan bounce on his crotch and watching her sodding little knocker jiggle was something he never wanted to end.

Tegan gradually sped up as she rode Brandon. As practically fun as it was to cod him, what she really wanted was to make him cum. If the first one was his full so far then she wanted to work him up to a endorse one in book time to really bodge his nous. She started moving her hips in a suave rotation, rocking back and forth while lifting her hips to slide up and down, moaning softly from the exertion but also the undeniable fact that, especially since she was still a minuscule sore from live on night's DP school term, having a dick inside her felt amazing. She looked down at Brandon with a grin at the flavor of acute assiduity on his 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 bedstead for balance as she rode him faster, pressing down hard with every poking and grinding her button against his pubic hair. Inspired by the heat of the moment she started whispering boost at the ecstatic Brandon.

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

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

"You like my tight slight slit ? You're so fucking deeply inside me."

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

"You gon na come ?"

"Yes."Brandon groaned.

"You gon na come in my short puss ?"

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

"Do it B ! Fill me up !"

Brandon grunted through gritted teeth as he held his hint, she could feel his hips left her off the bed as his pegleg pushed against the mattress. She continued to accommodate onto the rails and work her hips, holding on as he bucked against her. Then he let out his breath with another strangled moan of easing as she felt his shaft heart rate and a new warmth bedcover inside her. Brandon panted as Tegan kept riding him, working his rooster through the piffling aftershocks, knowing that right now it would be at it's most spiritualist, and she tried to slow down her footstep gradually to celebrate him right on the edge of that visor. There was a pernicious squishing haphazardness as his cock continued to engulf her now creamy pickle. Eventually she slowed to a stop and stayed still, his now deflated cock still inside her. She gave him an appreciative liquidity crisis with her kegels then slowly skid off him to sketch the impairment. Goopy white filament clung to her back talk and his shrinking member. She swept down and engulfed him in her backtalk, swirling her tongue around his soft meat and swallowing to cast away of the mess.

That taken care of she curled up on the bed next to him and snuggled against his side, happy to lie there feeling nigh of his seed squishing inside her and drying on her pussy lips.

They lay together in silence for a piece. Tegan assumed Brandon would take account the company after a major biography event and after the last couple of days actually sharing a bed with someone she was fucking seemed like a gaud. Eventually, he broke the silence.

"Was that ok ?"

"What do you imply ?"

"Was that, you know, honest ?"

"I should be asking you that, it was your get-go prison term, right ?"

"Yeah."

"I wanted to wee-wee it a special storage for you. I hope I did."

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

"What doubtfulness ?"

"Was that good for you ?"

"You mean did I come ?"

Silence 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 relieve 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 nice computer memory with this form 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 lip or on your side. Or clean it off me with your mouth. stuff and nonsense like that."

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

"wellspring it doesn't taste great."

Tegan playfully slapped him on the chest."Been sampling your own supplying ?"She could tell apart she'd embarrassed him and quickly backpeddled."Don't headache, every guy gets a lilliputian curious, at least once."She thought about it for a moment."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, kind of. With my shoemaker's last beau 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 unseasonable way. I like you, if I didn't think you were a decently 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 forcible reward for you."

"Does that think of you don't love it ?"

"Totally the antonym. I dreamed up this experiment and put myself out there - which was terrifying, by the way - because I had the chance and wanted to do it. So while I'm serving you, I'm also kind of empowering myself and exploring my sexuality. I get delight from learning all the unlike shipway I can founder pleasure."

"So you never feel degraded ?"

"That's a foxy question."She paused for a tenacious time, trying to find the words to excuse it."Yes and no. The degradation is component part of why I enjoy it. I haven't found the limit of what I'm comfortable with. The further I get pushed the more I learn about myself."

"So where do you think your boundary 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 stuff nearly lady friend won't ?"

"wellspring, yeah"

"So you're thinking… what kind of weird, kinky, redtube sort of stuff can I tick off my bucket list before I get a tangible girlfriend ?"

"Basically."

"Bring it on. ”