Tegan gradually drifted awake in a svelte State of confusion. She opened her center to find herself in her bed, which seemed to take been freshly made. She was still naked but between clean bed sheet. A stab of pain ran through her lower half as she shifted her ramification around, a combination of reasons but primarily the double penetration she'd had stopping point night. Secondary to that were some john urges 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 hygienics with some tonic wipe she opted to leave the plug out for now. She was too raw and she needed a gaolbreak from it if only for a minuscule while - whatever price Angus wanted to extract from her for that, she would deal with later. She smirked as she thought about that tiny act of insurrection, a tiny bang. She doubted he would care, really.

Her thoughts drifted back to last nighttime'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 morning she had no regrets. That was more like what she had expected when she put her offer to them. How much further could it escalate ? What if Brandon decided to get demand next - was a right mob bang the side by side step ? She doubted it. Brandon was still pretty much a Virgin. She couldn't imagine him being comfortable with that, at least not any fourth dimension soon. Thinking of Brandon, where was he last nighttime ? She assumed he went to his room before the action started but there's no question he would suffer heard them going at it in the living room. Given his inexperience and world-wide 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 face from the dried punk the guy rope had apparently decided not to deal with, and cleaned off the hack, taking it back to her way with her and slipped back into her impudently made bed. Whose idea had that been ? Was fresh sheets some kind of form gesture of appreciation ? It was unearthly, but she couldn't deny she felt more prosperous, really her sheets had been a bit overdue. She curled up on her position and lay awake reflecting on everything. Her digital alarm clock said it was just before 3am and she felt restless. near of the last few days had alternated between sex and eternal sleep with fiddling else in between. She'd been stocking up on rest expecting to experience interruption, but so far the guy cable had been just as knocked out as she had been. Presumably in a duad of hours as the guys began to stir 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 log Z's in the meantime.

Weirdly she didn't smell that horny, which was usually the reason she couldn't quietus. 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 intimate fire for a piece. Just as she considered whether she would be able of rubbing one out as a means to getting a duad more hour sleep before starting her day she heard a brief, muffled burst of music from somewhere else in the house that blared for a few moment before being disabled. Glancing at her alarm clock she saw it had just turned 3 so given the regularity assumed someone had set an alarm and that was the alert going off. person setting an alarm to waken up, this ahead of time ? She doubted any of the guy rope was planning to get up that early for any wholesome cause, and anticipated a visit very soon, trying to guess who her witching time of day suitor might be. She wondered how to vex herself. Should she pretend to be asleep, or not expecting society ? She awkwardly pulled the plane so it was just barely concealing her bureau then lay on her English, facing the door with her straits propped on her hand and what she hoped was a aphrodisiac expression as she heard a door creak open and footsteps pad down the hallway to stop outside hers. Slowly the door opened until she could see Brandon silhouetted in the doorway frame. She couldn't see his side clearly in the approach darkness but she assumed he was surprised to encounter her already awake. There was a certain awkward stress 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 draw in finger. She had a feeling he didn't just visit because he was horny. He made a compass point to get up in the heart of the night to have some private prison term with her, without the others lurking around. He was here to get her his first, and she was going to spend a penny it as memorable as she could.

Brandon stepped into the room and closed the threshold behind him, flicking the privateness ignition lock and slowly walking closer to the bed as their center adjusted to the belittle light again. Now right in front of her she could just barely tell that he was wearing a duet of loose boxers and one of his many oversized jersey for a band Tegan had never heard of. There was a long suspension as he seemed hesitant or unsure of his future measure. Tegan pushed herself up into a kneeling spot, her binding 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 self expression she became aware that this was the first sentence she had kissed any of the men, as everyone's direction had been purely on putting their penis in one or more of her porta. She wondered if that thought was running through Brandon's pass as well as he seemed caught off safety device at first 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 intimate than plain old sex. Horseshit to betray romantic picture. But it still felt oddly out of piazza 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 function, he seemed to be less anxious and she noticed him smiling as she pulled her side back from his, draping her arm on his articulatio humeri and lacing her finger behind his cervix. She felt excited - not in the sentiency of arousal - but excited that she was going to be sharing this moment with him. She ran her hands down his bureau and hooked her finger's breadth under his shirt, slowly peeling it off and kissing her way up his bureau. He raised his arms to help her remove the shirt over his caput then took her face in his hands to kiss her mouth again as she pushed his boxer down over his hips enough to let them sink to the flooring. She wrapped her coat of arms under his, holding his berm as she returned the candy kiss, Sir Thomas More than happy to deal her time. Brandon ran his hands down her sides, lightly caressing the incline of her bosom on the way down, gently holding her waist. After kissing a little long she felt him tend into her and took this as a hint to move back and micturate way, 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 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 tongue over it and she arched her back and squirmed into a more comfortable view, relaxing and stroking his weapon and shoulders encouragingly as he worked his way down. When he reached her low-down belly she slid his blazonry under her legs and brought his case to her twat. She crossed her mortise joint and tried to angle her hips, urging her footling slit up towards his mouth as he began to probe her with his tongue.

Brandon quickly found her clit, feeling it thrill under his natural language as he slid his tongue between her inner crease. This wasn't his low time tasting her but the angle was different to survive time. Moving his head he was able to observe the texture of the entrance to her vagina and the dim gustation of her succus as her body responded to his sweat. He slathered some of his saliva around before returning to her clit and swirling his glossa around it one more fourth dimension before kissing his way up her trunk. This fourth dimension he kept his legs between hers as he moved closer to her and Tegan slowly let his torso role her thighs as he moved closer to her. They locked middle for a long moment and he lowered his headway to kiss her one more clock time before moving his rosehip forward. Tegan felt his putz probing between her downcast lips 0 a little too high - and carefully snaked her hand down between them to gently guide him in. On the minute try she felt him hit the right stop and encouraged him with a whispered"right there"and used her finger's breadth to save her rim cattle farm as he jabbed at her hole and. Once he felt his head enveloped by her physical structure warmth he lurched forward, another in disappearing into her. With a moan he relaxed his legs and sank in the relief of ths way, feeling the incomparable sensation of being gripped in this hot warm place for the first time. Just the feeling of being here he could finger his formal tightening as if he were ready to pop and he simultaneously wanted nil more than to come in, but also for this feeling to death as long as possible.

Tegan for her part held as still as possible, stifling the instinctive itch to let her muscularity clutches. She could see the rhapsodic strain on Brandon's side and could guess at his thoughts. She too wanted this minute to shoemaker's last and was happy to lie there placidly and let Brandon march all the things he must be feeling. After a bit of soaking in the moment, Brandon began to slowly be active. He didn't draw out of her but moved his articulatio coxae a short and she could feel 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 smile. It was no surprise he was going to come so fast. Her first 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 feel his dick flex inside her, and wondered if he was doing that deliberately to oblige on as long as potential, which seemed confirmed by the urgency in his spokesperson as he asked"Should I… ?"

"Put it in my mouth !"she urged softly, trying to give him cunning pleading optic as if it was the thing she wanted near in the humans. As Brandon pulled out of her she sat up and leaned forward, grabbing his hammer in her hand and culmination her mouth over the tip just as it began to spurt. Brandon groaned loudly and filled her backtalk with his seed as she massaged his twitching balls and bobbed her head. She hoped Brandon wasn't disappointed with shooting a onus in her sass again, but she thought he might desire her pussy to be relatively scavenge for one shot two.

As his orgasm gradually abated she swallowed the big mouthful and sucked the tip clean before taking a draft of body of water from the nursing bottle on her nightstand to refreshen her mouth a short, then flopped back on her bed and patted the mattress next to her for Brandon to connect 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 hardest I've ever… sorry I didn't concluding very long."

"Ssh."Tegan put a finger to his lips."I want to pick up about how you felt, being inside a lady friend for the first fourth dimension. existence indoors me."She ran her fingertips down her chest and belly and between her legs, slipping a duo of finger between her back talk to collect some moisture and gently massage her clit.

Brandon watched her hand as it travelled down her torso, seemingly hypnotized, or maybe a little 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 sexy you are."

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

Brandon shifted position a minuscule, 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 human face ?"Tegan quizzed, skeptically.

"You have cute lentigo. And pretty eyes."He wet his rim with his tongue, distracted as he felt his rooster Begin to harden in Tegan's bridge player. 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 teat ? Tell me, specifically."Tegan pulled herself closer to him, working his shaft with a little more vigor.

"They're so perky and pale. I always stare when they jiggle. You heave beautiful nipple and when it's low temperature I can see them clearly through your shirts."

"Do you stare at my tit a lot, Brandon ?"she gave his cock an experimental clinch, testing how severely 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 vellication in her workforce as he answered and began to use more unshakable, even strokes, wanting to celebrate 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 opine what they looked like without a shirt."

"What else ?"

"Your pussy."

"What about my cunt ?"

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

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

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

Tegan felt like she had teased Brandon enough, and grasped his cock firmly in her hand. He was definitely almost back at broad mast. She slid down the bed and took him in her mouth to make sure and add some spit to his egotistical thickening, moaning as she rubbed her clit at the same fourth dimension."Did you ever suppose you'd get to have a go at it it ?"

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

Tegan got up on her knee joint and pushed him onto his binding, straddling his pelvic girdle 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 know it some more ?"Tegan lowered herself a little more, using her hand to draw his tip to her entrance.

"Yes."

"Then do it."Tegan eased herself down onto him and Brandon groaned as he felt himself go away inside her again. He placed his deal on her hips to hold her steady as he adjusted to the touch sensation again, then when she felt him loosen his traveling bag she began to slowly displace. Taking subtle pool stick from the way he held her, she began to rock her hips, working his shaft of light before starting to use her legs to move up and down. She rested her hands on his chest for balance and focused all her drive on her hips.

Brandon couldn't believe they were going for a second round right away. He had tried to fix himself for his first time going badly but he couldn't have imagined this. Her heat around his cock was unbelievable, and his body ached for it. He wanted to pull her hips down and just plunge as mystifying interior as he could before he exploded, but at the Lapplander time feeling Tegan bounciness on his private parts and watching her perfect minuscule breasts 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 reach him cum. If the maiden one was his easily so far then she wanted to work him up to a s one in disc metre to really gasconade his mind. She started moving her hips in a tranquil gyration, 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 piffling sore from lastly night's DP session, having a dick inside her felt amazing. She looked down at Brandon with a smiling at the looking of intense concentration 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 railing of her bedframe for symmetry as she rode him faster, pressing down hard with every driving force and grinding her clitoris against his pubic hairsbreadth. Inspired by the heating system of the moment she started whispering encouragement at the ecstatic Brandon.

"looking at my voiceless tit, B. You've got me so fucking hot."

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

"You like my sozzled little pussy ? You're so fucking deep inside me."

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

"You gon na fall ?"

"Yes."Brandon groaned.

"You gon na arrive in my little kitty ?"

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

"Do it B ! Fill me up !"

Brandon grunted through gritted tooth 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 entertain onto the rails and work her coxa, holding on as he bucked against her. Then he let out his breath with another strangled groan of relief as she felt his dig pulse and a new warmth spread inside her. Brandon panted as Tegan kept riding him, working his cock through the slight 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 peak. There was a subtle squishing dissonance as his shaft continued to plunge her now creamy hole. Eventually she slowed to a layover and stayed still, his now deflated peter still inside her. She gave him an appreciative liquidity crisis with her kegels then slowly slip off him to survey the price. Goopy Edward White fibril clung to her sassing and his shrivel member. She swept down and engulfed him in her sassing, swirling her tongue around his soft meat and swallowing to dispose of the mess.

That taken upkeep of she curled up on the bed next to him and snuggled against his side, well-chosen to lie there feeling virtually of his ejaculate squishing inside her and drying on her pussy lips.

They lay together in silence for a piece. Tegan assumed Brandon would appreciate the company after a major life event and after the hold up couple of days actually sharing a bed with someone she was fucking seemed like a bauble. Eventually, he broke the silence.

"Was that ok ?"

"What do you think ?"

"Was that, you know, good ?"

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

"Yeah."

"I wanted to arrive at it a special memory for you. I hope I did."

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

"What interrogative ?"

"Was that good for you ?"

"You mean did I fall ?"

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

There was another silence.

"Let's not mishandle this Nice 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 present moment then said"You act like you really like jizz."

"Act ?"

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

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

"well it doesn't appreciation great."

Tegan playfully slapped him on the chest of drawers."Been sampling your own supply ?"She could tell she'd embarrassed him and quickly backpeddled."Don't vexation, every guy gets a little rummy, at least once."She thought about it for a moment."Well it's not salmon pink and pick, it doesn't gustatory perception like anything else. Or that pleasant, I guess."

"So why ?"

"Because of the emotions in the moment. It's like… like a wages, variety 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 Lapplander now ?"

"No."

"Oh."

"Don't take it the wrongfulness 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 reward for me, it's a physical payoff for you."

"Energy Department that mean you don't love 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 kind of empowering myself and exploring my sexuality. I get delight from learning all the different elbow room I can give pleasure."

"So you never finger degraded ?"

"That's a wily question."She paused for a long time, trying to find the words to explain it."Yes and no. The degradation is office of why I enjoy it. I haven't found the bound 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 alike porn."

"But with you it kinda is."

"In the sentiency that I'll probably let you do squeeze to the highest degree girls won't ?"

"well, yeah"

"So you're thinking… what sort of Wyrd, kinky, redtube variety of stuff can I tick off my pail list before I get a real girlfriend ?"

"Basically."

"Bring it on. ”