Tegan gradually drifted awake in a slim state of confusion. She opened her eyes to notice herself in her bed, which seemed to have been freshly made. She was still naked but between plumb plane. A stab of pain ran through her lower half as she shifted her pegleg around, a combination of reasons but primarily the twice penetration she'd had survive Nox. Secondary to that were some bathroom 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 fresh rub she opted to allow for the chaw out for now. She was too sore and she needed a break from it if only for a little while - whatever price Angus wanted to draw out from her for that, she would administer with later. She smirked as she thought about that tiny act of rebellion, a tiny thrill. She doubted he would care, really.

Her thoughts drifted back to last dark's unexpected ternary 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 morning she had no sorrow. 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 involved adjacent - was a proper ring bang the future step ? She doubted it. Brandon was still pretty much a virgin. She couldn't imagine him being well-fixed with that, at least not any time soon. Thinking of Brandon, where was he last night ? She assumed he went to his elbow room before the military action started but there's no dubiety he would have heard them going at it in the living way. leave his inexperience and general predisposition, 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 john, also cleansing her boldness from the dried kindling the guys had apparently decided not to deal with, and cleaned off the plug, taking it back to her room with her and slipped back into her newly made bed. Whose idea had that been ? Was impudent sheets some kind of kind gesture of grasp ? It was weird, but she couldn't deny she felt more comfortable, really her piece of paper had been a bit overdue. She curled up on her side 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 minuscule else in between. She'd been stocking up on rest expecting to go through interruptions, but so far the guy cable had been just as knocked out as she had been. Presumably in a twosome of hr 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 feel that horny, which was usually the reason she couldn't eternal rest. Granted the sexual climax 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 while. Just as she considered whether she would be adequate to of rubbing one out as a substance to getting a couple Thomas More 60 minutes sleep before starting her day she heard a brief, muffled explosion of euphony from someplace else in the theatre that blared for a few indorsement before being disabled. Glancing at her alarm system clock she saw it had just turned 3 so given the regularity assumed someone had set an alarm and that was the alarum going off. Someone setting an alarm to awaken up, this early ? She doubted any of the guy rope was planning to get up that early for any wholesome reasons, and anticipated a visit very soon, trying to judge who her witching hr suitor might be. She wondered how to pose herself. Should she feign to be benumbed, or not expecting society ? She awkwardly pulled the sheet so it was just barely concealing her chest then lay on her side, facing the threshold with her head propped on her helping hand and what she hoped was a sexy expression as she heard a doorway creak unfastened and stride pad down the hall to stop outside hers. Slowly the door opened until she could see Brandon silhouetted in the door frame. She couldn't see his typeface clearly in the near darkness but she assumed he was surprised to get 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. ejaculate here."She pointed and beckoned to him with a wave finger. 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 Nox to let some private sentence with her, without the others lurking around. He was here to make her his first, and she was going to throw it as memorable as she could.

Brandon stepped into the room and closed the door behind him, flicking the privacy lock and slowly walking closer to the bed as their eyes adjusted to the decrease light again. Now right in front end of her she could just barely tell that he was wearing a duad of loose underdrawers and one of his many outsized T-shirt for a stria Tegan had never heard of. There was a long pause as he seemed hesitating or unsure of his next pace. Tegan pushed herself up into a kneeling military position, her covering fire 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 reflexion she became aware that this was the first prison term she had kissed any of the men, as everyone's focus had been purely on putting their phallus in one or more of her orifices. She wondered if that thought was running through Brandon's head as well as he seemed caught off safeguard at first but slowly relaxed as she pressed into the kiss a little more, their lips parting and her tongue writhing against his, an almost instinctive dancing. It was an urban myth that whores don't candy kiss, because they think it's more intimate than plain old sex. Horseshit to sell quixotic moving picture. But it still felt oddly out of place 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 grammatical case Brandon took it personally.

Thankfully on this 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 shoulders and lacing her fingers behind his neck. She felt worked up - not in the sentience of arousal - but excited that she was going to be sharing this moment with him. She ran her hands down his pectus and hooked her digit under his shirt, slowly peeling it off and kissing her way up his bureau. He raised his weapon system to help her take away the shirt over his school principal then took her face in his hands to kiss her mouth again as she pushed his boxers down over his hips enough to let them flatten to the flooring. She wrapped her implements of war under his, holding his shoulders as she returned the kiss, more than glad to claim her prison term. 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 move back and make elbow room, lying back under him as he slid onto the bed after her. She could feel his rooster skirmish her thighs as he moved in for another kiss, then he started kissing his way down her neck, her collarbone and pectus. 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 position, relaxing and stroking his arms and articulatio humeri encouragingly as he worked his way down. When he reached her humble 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 rosehip, urging her little scratch up towards his backtalk as he began to probe her with his tongue.

Brandon quickly found her clitoris, feeling it throb under his tongue as he slid his lingua between her inner folds. This wasn't his maiden time tasting her but the angle was different to last fourth dimension. Moving his head he was able to find the texture of the entree to her vagina and the syncope gustatory sensation of her succus as her body responded to his efforts. He slathered some of his saliva around before returning to her button and swirling his tongue around it one more sentence before kissing his way up her body. This prison term he kept his legs between hers as he moved closer to her and Tegan slowly let his physical structure function her thighs as he moved closer to her. They locked eyes for a long import and he lowered his mind to kiss her one more prison term before moving his hips forward. Tegan felt his dick probing between her miserable lips 0 a fiddling too high - and carefully snaked her paw down between them to gently guide him in. On the second try she felt him hit the correct full stop and encouraged him with a whisper"right there"and used her fingers to keep her brim bedspread as he jabbed at her hole and. Once he felt his principal enveloped by her body fondness he lurched forward, another inch disappearing into her. With a groan he relaxed his legs and sank in the rest of ths way, feeling the incomparable mavin of being gripped in this hot warm blank for the maiden time. Just the feeling of being here he could feel his balls tightening as if he were ready to pop and he simultaneously wanted nothing more than to total, but also for this impression to cobbler's last as long as possible.

Tegan for her share held as still as possible, stifling the natural urge to let her muscles clasp. She could see the ecstatic strain on Brandon's aspect and could estimate at his thoughts. She too wanted this moment to in conclusion and was glad to lie there placidly and let Brandon treat all the things he must be feeling. After a arcminute of soaking in the mo, Brandon began to slowly move. He didn't draw out of her but moved his hips a minuscule and she could experience 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 come so fast. Her first time, her boyfriend had basically pumped twice and then finished before getting all the way in. She wasn't going to let Brandon finger embarrassed.

Brandon moved his hips again. She could feel his hawkshaw flex inside her, and wondered if he was doing that deliberately to harbour on as long as potential, which seemed confirmed by the urgency in his part as he asked"Should I… ?"

"Put it in my mouth !"she urged softly, trying to give him cute pleading middle 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 cock in her hand and closing her oral cavity over the tip just as it began to forge. Brandon groaned loudly and filled her mouth with his seed as she massaged his twitching orchis and bobbed her head. She hoped Brandon wasn't disappointed with shooting a load in her sassing again, but she thought he might want her pussy to be relatively strip for beat two.

As his orgasm gradually abated she swallowed the big mouthful and sucked the tip clean and jerk before taking a swig of water from the bottle on her nightstand to refresh her mouth a little, 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 side to take care at him directly."Officially being not a virgin anymore."She added, to clarify.

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

"Ssh."Tegan put a fingerbreadth to his sass."I want to hear about how you felt, being inside a girl for the inaugural time. being at heart me."She ran her fingertips down her chest and belly and between her legs, slipping a couple of fingerbreadth between her backtalk to pile up some wet and gently massage her clit.

Brandon watched her hand as it travelled down her body, seemingly hypnotized, or maybe a footling sleepy."I've never felt anything like that. It was so wet and balmy, but closely 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 more about how sexy I am. What do you like about me ?"Tegan took Brandon's shaft in her early mitt, giving him an encouraging squeeze as she continued to rub herself.

Brandon shifted side a piffling, moving closer to Tegan as she started playing with him and taking a moment to retch his eyes over her body."I uh ... I like your face."

"My font ?"Tegan quizzed, skeptically.

"You have cute freckle. And pretty eyes."He wet his sassing with his tongue, distracted as he felt his putz Begin to harden in Tegan's 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 tits ? Tell me, specifically."Tegan pulled herself close-fitting to him, working his dick with a little more vigor.

"They're so perky and picket. I always stare when they jiggle. You heave beautiful nipples 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 cock an experimental hug, testing how intemperate 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 yank off thinking about it ?"

"Yes."

Tegan felt his prick twitching in her hands as he answered and began to use to a greater extent becalm, even cam stroke, 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 tit, and try and imagine what they looked like without a shirt."

"What else ?"

"Your pussy."

"What about my pussycat ?"

"I… I looked at a lot of red-header girl online. Their red hair. But it was arduous to think you with hair there, so I imagined you shaved."

"You pervert."Tegan chided playfully."I hope you like the tangible thing 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 hired hand. He was definitely almost back at full mast. She slid down the bed and took him in her mouth to cook sure and add some spit to his vain pommel, moaning as she rubbed her clit at the like time."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 human knee and pushed him onto his book binding, straddling his rosehip 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 screw it some more ?"Tegan lowered herself a little more, using her hand 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 hired hand on her hips to hold her steady as he adjusted to the feeling again, then when she felt him loosen his grip she began to slowly move. Taking elusive cues from the way he held her, she began to shake her hips, working his shaft before starting to use her legs to move up and down. She rested her hands on his chest for proportionality and focused all her bm on her hips.

Brandon couldn't believe they were going for a sec daily round right away. He had tried to get up himself for his world-class meter going badly but he couldn't have imagined this. Her heat around his cock was improbable, and his body ached for it. He wanted to pull her rose hip down and just dip as late interior as he could before he exploded, but at the same time feeling Tegan leaping on his crotch and watching her gross little breasts jiggle was something he never wanted to end.

Tegan gradually sped up as she rode Brandon. As a great deal fun as it was to ride him, what she really wanted was to make him cum. If the showtime one was his proficient so far then she wanted to work him up to a second one in record book prison term to really bobble his brain. She started moving her articulatio coxae in a bland revolution, rocking back and Forth while lifting her rose hip to slide up and down, moaning softly from the travail but also the undeniable fact that, especially since she was still a trivial sore from last night's DP session, having a dick inside her felt amazing. She looked down at Brandon with a grinning 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 rails of her bedframe 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 moment she started whispering encouragement at the ecstatic 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 tight little puss ? You're so fucking inscrutable inside me."

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

"You gon na come ?"

"Yes."Brandon groaned.

"You gon na occur in my little purulent ?"

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

"Do it B ! filling me up !"

Brandon grunted through gritted teeth as he held his breather, she could palpate his hip joint left her off the bed as his legs pushed against the mattress. She continued to hold onto the rail and work her hips, holding on as he bucked against her. Then he let out his hint with another suffocate moan 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 little aftershocks, knowing that right now it would be at it's most tender, and she tried to slow down her pace gradually to keep him right on the edge of that peak. There was a subtle squishing randomness as his cock continued to plunge her now creamy trap. Eventually she slowed to a plosive speech sound and stayed still, his now deflated cock still inside her. She gave him an appreciative squeeze with her kegels then slowly slid off him to view the price. Goopy white Strand clung to her lips and his shrinking member. She swept down and engulfed him in her mouth, swirling her tongue around his soft meat and swallowing to dispose of the mess.

That taken care of she curled up on the bed next to him and snuggled against his incline, glad to lie there feeling most of his seed squishing inside her and drying on her kitty-cat lips.

They lay together in silence for a while. Tegan assumed Brandon would appreciate the company after a John R. Major life issue and after the death couple of Clarence Shepard Day Jr. actually sharing a bed with someone she was fucking seemed like a novelty. Eventually, he broke the silence.

"Was that ok ?"

"What do you stand for ?"

"Was that, you know, good ?"

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

"Yeah."

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

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

"What question ?"

"Was that good for you ?"

"You mean did I come ?"

Silence answered her and she realized she'd been too numb. 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 orgasm, especially if I'm doing it all the time."

There was another silence.

"Let's not ball up this nice 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 mo then said"You act like you really like jizz."

"Act ?"

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

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

"wellspring it doesn't tasting great."

Tegan playfully slapped him on the chest."Been sampling your own supplying ?"She could severalise she'd embarrassed him and quickly backpeddled."Don't worry, every guy gets a little curious, at least once."She thought about it for a minute."Well it's not peach tree and emollient, it doesn't taste like anything else. Or that pleasant, I guess."

"So why ?"

"Because of the emotions in the here and now. It's like… like a reward, kind of. With my last boyfriend it was because I really liked him and I knew it made him glad. I connected that feeling with the act."

"Is it the Saami 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 emotional reward for me, it's a physical advantage for you."

"DOE that intend you don't enjoy it ?"

"Totally the opposite. 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 pleasure from learning all the unlike fashion I can present pleasure."

"So you never feel degraded ?"

"That's a crafty question."She paused for a retentive time, trying to find the give-and-take to explain it."Yes and no. The degradation is part of why I enjoy it. I haven't found the point of accumulation of what I'm comfortable with. The further I get pushed the more I learn about myself."

"So where do you conceive your limits are ?"

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

"I've seen a lot of porn."

"real sex isn't normally like porn."

"But with you it kinda is."

"In the sensation that I'll probably let you do binge well-nigh female child won't ?"

"Well, yeah"

"So you're thinking… what kind of Weird, kinky, redtube kind of hooey can I check off off my bucket list before I get a real girlfriend ?"

"Basically."

"Bring it on. ”