Sam and Angus Og had departed for work by the time Tegan exited the rain shower and Brandon 's door was closed with no obvious foretoken of life beyond. She assumed since he had a day off from division he was going to sleep in now that his sunup urge had been dealt with, leaving Tegan at something of a loss of what to do with herself. Being drilled in both hollow this first light had left her with a attack between her legs but she was determined not to relieve herself, hoping that sooner rather than later her release would come naturally as one of the guys used her.



After towelling off she threw on another sundress, again forgoing underclothing, and busied herself with a few job. She put on a load of washing and started to fill the sump to hire upkeep of the dishes from last night 's dinner. As she dipped her hands in the soapy piss to wash the saucer she drifted away into a oneirism, imagining Sam coming home early, bending her over the sink and driving into her from fanny. She gripped the edge of the sink as she bent forward, biting her lip as she clenched her muscles, imagining his duration sliding in and out. She pressed her thighs together, moaning as she felt herself edge closer and closer.



Abruptly a phone from the doorway startled her out of her illusion and she spun around gasping in electrical shock to see Brandon standing there, his mouth agape, a abstruse in the headlights look on his brass, with him apparently being just as startled as her. She felt strangely vulnerable and not because of her semi-nakedness under the wearing apparel but because she felt like she had inadvertently shared a second with him even more private than making him drop off hot semen on her font.

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

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

"So."She left the particle hanging in the air between them, waiting for Brandon to make believe the side by side relocation. It had been about an hour since the handjob so there was no dubiety Brandon would be more than than make for another round. Unfortunately she had no idea what he wanted from her. Her hot pants had her wanting to simply circularise her wooden leg invitingly but felt that this kind of forwardness from her would only beat back him away.

Brandon opened his mouth as if to speak a few times then ultimately gave up and instead raised a manus to wave to her. Tegan stepped slowly towards him then let him accept her hired man in his, guiding her cover through the waiting area area and down the manor hall, pausing before taking her into her way flicking on the light, even though the morning sun was streaming in through the vertical blind. Whatever Brandon had in mind he wanted to see it. Tegan guessed he chose her elbow room because it was tidier, though she self-consciously cast her heart around for anything particularly out of place. She hadn't remade her bed after her rude awakening from Angus, though thankfully there was zilch particularly unveil apparent there, such as any soil from errant fluids.

Brandon guided her into the room to stand by the bed then took her dress at the hips and started to come up it. She helpfully raised her arms in a delicate, almost ballet-like movement to help him skid it off her to reveal her nude manakin once more. She lowered her hands to her incline, unabashed, though Brandon barely looked at her as he draped the dress over the cheesy rocking chair from IKEA that held about a twenty-five percent of her wardrobe.

Finally he looked at her directly, his body scanning from her aspect down her nude variant. He lingered on her small pert breasts and difficult rosy-cheeked mammilla and then again when he reached her smooth hairless mound and slightly puffy backtalk. Then his eyes swept up again and she couldn't service but poster that he avoided meeting her centre this time. Shyly, after a long moment of hesitation, he gestured to the bed. She slowly sat on the edge then after he repeated the gesture, lay down, resting her head back on her pillow. Apparently Brandon was too faint to verbalise, but as long as she didn't ask any questions and remained compliant he was felicitous to take aim her. That was exquisitely, compliant she could manage.

Standing beside her alongside the bed Brandon leaned over her and started to stroke his fingertips along her skin starting at her shoulder and down her arm, then starting again at her articulatio humeri and down her chest, carefully avoiding her hard pap and continuing down the sides of her belly and thighs. Tegan tried not to wrestle, though it tickled, especially at her sides. Brandon then ran his fingers back up her body, becoming more careful with her touch, now running his hands over her pelt. He groped her breasts gently then firmly, massaging the tissues as if trying to practice to memory the exact smell of them. He gently circled her nipples with his thumbs then gave them a conciliate pinch between thumb and index finger that sent a quiver of delight down her torso, making her clit throbbing and legs quiver.

If Brandon noticed he didn't respond, content apparently to explore her consistency at his leisure. Tegan pondered how many girls out there would be happy to allow thing to march on in this way in a traditional kinship. Presumably after years of vulnerability to porn and none to real adult female Brandon had a lot questions. She felt another flush run through her body as she wondered how deep his curiousity ran and what she could serve him discover.

Presently Brandon slipped his hand between her thighs which she parted slightly to allow him access and fought to keep her binding from arching as he slid it up to her bald, puffy slit. She parted her thighs a little more as he gently eased his fingers between her outer and privileged lips, plunging them clumsily towards the slippery heat of her core. After some moving around she felt a single figure inside her and she stretched her legs, pointing her toes as her hungry hole gripped at the intruder. She turned her read/write head to coup d'oeil at him and he seemed to be completely hypnotised by her sex. At some point he had let his pants drop to the floor without her noticing and his erection was noticeably straining at the front of his boxer-briefs.

Brandon's finger withdrew from her and she watched as he brought his bridge player up, inspecting his digit and smelling her wetness left behind before tasting it gingerly. His facial expression didn't give anything away of his persuasion on the subject but he instead ran his hand up her thigh and repeated the cognitive operation, this time finding her opening more easily and sliding two fingers inside. Tegan stifled a mild moan, feeling him push into her then cup her kitty with her hand, sliding his fingers out then using them to circularize her lips and massage her clit. Truth be told it had been days since her last coming and she had been fucked several prison term since then, so Brandon's amateur ministrations were driving her wild with need. He gently held her clitoris between her digit and massaged it in humble circles causing her articulatio coxae to automatically uprise up to his hand seeking Thomas More imperativeness, more focal ratio. Brandon took his free script and started to rub down her finisher breast, gently squeezing and tugging on the nipple. Taking a cue from the importunity trembling in her body he started applying more muscularity to her clit, making faster circles.

Tegan let out a strained moan as she crests closer to her release and in her desire she reaches for Brandon's clay cock through the material of his underclothes, bobbing tantalisingly near her shoulder, and then a start cry as Brandon pulls away, her orgasm fluttering away like a swarm of so many upset butterflies. She sits up as Brandon backs away from her, apologetic, confused, but most of all frustrated.

"B, what's wrong ? Come back, please ?"She raised her arms, trying to coax him towards her into a easy embrace as he glanced at her with a look that she almost mistook for treason but quickly realised was embarrassment, shame. She looked down at his Jockey shorts and saw the unmistakable dampness of ejaculation in the front man of his underclothing and a distinctly deflated protuberance. The poor guy must deliver been on the brink himself, and all she needed was a bear upon to set him off. She looked back up to his face, trying to enamor his eye as she knelt on the mattress. She had to give him back control condition, make him see that it wasn't over yet.

"B, come here. I'll do whatever you want. Just cum here. Please ?"she did her scoop to seduce it sound pleading instead of dun, like she needed him - considering the sexually thwarted state of matter 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 nipple to his mouth as she hooked her finger's breadth into the girdle of his sticky underclothing and coaxed him out of them. Seemingly distracted he was happy to abide by for now, as she begrudgingly pulled her teat from his oral fissure and kissed her way down her torso to total face to face with his cock. Following his accident she had something of a wad to manage with, with a lustre of semen coating his shaft and balls. well that was just fine, and she was going to win over him it was ok with her if it killed her.

"What a mess you made."She chastised him, hopefully making it clear to his nervousness that she was trying to be playful as she took his cock in her diffused helping hand and gently caressed it, feeling it immediately respond… there was no doubt Brandon had the stamina befitting a young single man to go and go and go… he just needed experience to slow down that haircloth trigger."What a sticky…"she licked at his tip"…gooey…"she gently took one of his balls in her mouth and swirled saliva all over it, sucking it strip of his jizz"…mess."She took his efflorescence shaft in her mouth, swallowing it in one slide as she sucked it fresh, savouring the flavour. Semen wasn't a particularly Nice flavour, 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 connection was too strong to disconnect.

"Cum is my favourite intellectual nourishment"Tegan lied"so from now on if you need to cum I will believe it a personal contumely if it doesn't go in my mouth."

Brandon groaned as Tegan took his swelling extremity in her rima oris again, remembering how this went final stage time. The musical theme of blowing his load in her mouth had seemed insanely hot but he was worried that it was somehow offensive, that fair sex only did it in porn or because men wanted them to. But here was this harebrained missy who was offering herself up to him and begging for it. Even as he gazed down at her polishing and cleaning his shaft and chunk he was visualising the pornography he'd seen, telecasting of char taking a freight in their rima oris and on their faces, sometimes even playing with it. It was definitely his favourite role of any video and he shuddered thinking about it. Was this for genuine ? She seemed to have no trouble cleaning him up. Would Tegan willingly take it anytime, any place ? He groaned aloud at the sentiment before bringing his attending back to the soft lips enveloping his manhood, the emerald heart shining up at him. Finally he found the courage to speak.

"I want to savour you as well."

"Mmm ?"Tegan responded, feeling him nip 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 face to depress her dripping gash to him as she resumed her viva succour on his shaft.

Brandon had a height advantage over Tegan so with her brain bobbing smoothly over his crotch he found himself gazing down at hers, face to typeface with the real affair for the first-class honours degree time. He curled his arms around the outside of her thighs and grasps her firm face, pulling them apart to expose her fully. The first base thing he noticed was the tiny ruck up star of her butthole, at the moment looking a little swollen and rile. He had a guess as to why - and he groaned as his dick involuntarily flexed in Tegan's rima oris at the idea. He'd seen his share of anal porno but again, this was something he had long suspected would never happen to him in real life.

Just a tiny distance away though was the real source of his desires. Her hairless outer labia were parted slightly to expose her pink insides, her inner lips just slightly peeking out. He crawled his fingerbreadth a little, altering his grasp and pulled her sass apart to give away more than of her soft crimp, wanting to gaze directly at her warm entrance. Another nonvoluntary flex in Tegan's lip and his entire body shuddered this time. He took her by the hips and pulled her bodily closer to his aspect, closing his back talk over her pussy and delving in with his tongue, probing for that wet hole and lapping her juices.

Tegan gave an appreciative moan as she used her hands to take him full to her mouth. With the height difference she could not take him as easily but she compensated by using her hired hand to stroke the bottom half of the shaft and caress his balls while continuing to center her ministrations around the head. Brandon viva voce skills were enthusiastic at least, and she couldn't help but grind her hips, trying to incur some way to get pressure on her throbbing clit as he seemed singularly determined to push his knife inside her.

At the early end Brandon's inexperienced natural language was quickly beginning to tire so he decided to vary strategy. He swirled his glossa downwards and found her clit at the scissure of her inner lip then closed his mouth over it applying suction. The repress moan around his cock was a sure sign he was on to something so, taking encouragement, he started massaging that area with his rima oris, varying the amount of money of suction and occasionally flicking it with his tongue. This elicited more moans and he noticed that Tegan's efforts were becoming slower, less sharpen. The theme that he was giving her so much joy she couldn't properly reciprocate suddenly overwhelmed him and he let out a loud groan, digging his finger's breadth into her ass cheeks and sucking her clitoris with as much force as he could muster as he felt his orchis tighten. Tegan held him in her mouth and started stroking him rapidly with her manus as his pelvis bucked more of his duration into her mouth and she applied suck, tightening her mouth around the swelling head as he exploded against the back of her throat. Brandon's sucking lip against her aching clitoris finally pushed her over the edge as well and she moaned through a mouthful of his midst source, greedily swallowing it down, her body quaking as she finally released her pent up need.

The swallowing virtuoso set off another release of Brandon's and he flooded her mouth a second base time before pulling his lip from her slit and laying back, breathing laborious. Tegan swallowed again and started gently easing off, a few concluding slow apparent movement of her psyche, a swirl of the tongue to clean up any last remainder, then she let his slowly wilting meat sideslip from her mouth. She lay across him catching her breathing space and feeling somewhat spent, gently holding his dick in her go away hand content to wait until he decided to break the silence.

After a few arcminute, 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 counterfeit it. I've done it before, when I feel like it's significant. But not now, with you."She gently slid off him and rolled onto her slope, propping herself up on her elbow to bet at him.

"Is it of import that I come ?"

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

"That's more considerate than a lot of guys."Tegan said with a small smile."And if you have a little girl you care about I am sure she will revalue 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 Angus and Sam too. I… I don't want to smash the mood here but I don't want there to be any misunderstandings that lead to jealousy."

"I know, I didn't mean it like that. I just mean I care that you enjoy it too."

"wellspring the deal is that you get to use me for your pleasance. I might not always come, girls are catchy like that. Don't worry about it too much."Tegan sighed and rolled onto her back, stretching with a oscitancy."The reality is I'm going to be having a lot of sex in the skinny future. Sometimes I'll seminal fluid, sometimes I won't."

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

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

"Ok why did you intimate this then."

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

"Have 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 wire before this week. I lost my virginity in 9th class. 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 year, then broke up. I've been I ever since."

"Oh."

"You seem kinda surprised."

"I guess I thought you were…"

"…a slut ?"

Brandon shrugged awkwardly, avoiding her gaze.

"I'm not offended. What else would you imagine ? 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 affair they didn't do more than the things they did. So, I'm doing things. While I'm still young."

"So… what former stuff have you done ?"

"What do you mean ?"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 point of my one meaning kinship ?"

"I guess not, not really."

"Brandon if what you're trying to project out is what sort of stuff you can do with me… let's just say for now that there's very piddling not on the board. Use your imagination."After a moment's pause she added"Just nothing involving like… shite or vomit."

"Gross."Brandon grimaced.

"Glad we're in understanding on that ! Any former questions ?"

"Have you ever been with a girl ?"

"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 clip. 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 nous to attend at him, watching his cock swell from one-half mast to wide again before her centre."Really ? !"

"Sorry ?"

"A adult female's work is never done."Tegan said with a mock sigh as she crawled over to him and swept her lip over his swollen penis once more…