“ So let me get this heterosexual,"Sam laughed"you let some kid cum on your tits for like eight bucks worth of ice cream ?"

"Au contraire,"Tegan said smugly as she took the note from her bikini bottom of the inning and threw it back in Sam's face"I did it to constitute you do my housework for two weeks."

"Fair enough."Sam mock saluted her with his ice cream as he leaned back on his towel.

"You'd right do it properly."Tegan chided"I didn't jolt off a stranger just for you to half-ass it."

"Yeah, yeah."Sam drawled.

They watched the waving for awhile. Tegan hadn't bothered to put her top back on yet, and still had a lustre of heart on her chest. They remained largely unbothered on their mend of beach. A few mass had wandered past them but this seemed to be people genuinely walking for their own purposes and no one had really glanced in their direction. The rest of the afternoon went by without remarkable incident. Tegan went for a brief dip, sticking to the shoal water system without wandering too close to the other swimmer. Sam waded nearby but stayed close to the waterline keeping an eye on their belongings. Eventually, feeling tired from an afternoon in the sun they decided to head home.

fillet by the outdoor shower bath at the bound of the parking area on the way back to the car, Tegan glanced about and then stripped out of her two-piece freighter, standing nude sculpture under the cold H2O as Sam rinsed off his branch nearby. She ran her digit through her hairsbreadth and ran her manus down her body trying to lose as many of the persistent grains of moxie as she could. She discreetly glanced around and noticed a few people watching and did her good to make she didn't care if people were looking. For some reason showering nude person with strangers watching felt more daring than anything she'd done on the beach and she felt a thrill run through her body as she thought about it.

Satisfied she had gotten as de-sanded as she could, she took her towel as Sam handed it out to her and srapped it around her soundbox covering herself from breast to thighs as she slipped back into her thongs and threw her wet bottoms into the bottom of the inning of her back wrapped in her dry bikini top. Sam picked up the loose cackle as they walked back to the car.

"Have a nice day ?"

"Very pleasant, thank you."Tegan smiled."You too, I hope."

"Oh, today far surpassed my expectations."

They arrived at the car and loaded their bags. Tegan pulled on her dress over the towel then slipped the towel out from underneath, tucking it into her bag before sitting in the car. The car had gotten hot in the sun and she was thankful that she'd cooled off in the water before leaving or it might have been unbearable. She tugged at the sternum of her garb and lighly flapped the material, moving some air around as Sam started the engine and cranked up the air con.

"You've really gotten bold with showing your body."Sam commented as he eased the car into traffic and headed toward home.

"I guess."Tegan said mildly, slightly distracted by her earphone as she checked to see if anything interesting was happening on social metier. As was typical, there wasn't."I guess I'm starting to feel like if people want to look then I'm Charles Frederick Worth looking at. I've grown to delight that."

"So how far do you think you'd go ?"

Tegan rolled her eyes.

"Are you going somewhere with this ?"

"No, just spitballing, maybe fantasizing a bit."Sam smirked.

"I can't say. It would depend on my mood that day. Maybe I'm just feeling less shy today because I was a bit firsky, tomorrow could be a whole new day. It's not like I'm going to start going around 24/7 and doing my grocery shopping in the nude just because I stripped at the beach one time."

"That's a shame."Sam said wistfully.

"I'm not saying it'll never happen either."Tegan countered.

"Well I live in hope."



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When they arrived home Tegan collected her things and entered the menage. Sam took that opportunity as they paused outside the door as she was unlocking it to push up against her and she could sense his extrusion pressing into her lower back. She wasn't surprised he was feeling horny again, and wiggled her ass teasingly against him as she opened the room access and they stumbled in together. She turned to face him as Sam pushed the room access shut behind them and curled one leg enticingly around the rachis of his second joint as he took her by the waist, their faces poised inches apart as they both refrained, momentarily, from kissing.

Then a polite cough grabbed their tending and they both looked over to the couch where Brandon was sitting, with a charwoman Tegan had never met before. Based on her Asiatic appearance, she concluded this must be Yeong, Brandon's present physical object of desire. And based on the slightly award position they were seated in and the red blush in their buttock, she suspected they had just seperated from their own makeout session. As an afterthought it occurred to Tegan that with her leg raised to enclose around Sam she was probably exposing her ass and this was not exactly the best way to greet a new guest. She lowered her leg and seperated from Sam, smoothing her skirt.

"Hi, you must be Yeong."Tegan began.

"And you're… Tegan ?"she glanced to Brandon for verification and Brandon nodded."Brandon said he he had a female person roomy but I wasn't sure…"

"Yes. And this is Sam. He lives here too."Tegan gestured with a nod of her brain. Sam waved.

"So you guys are…"Yeong trailed off.

"Together. Yup."Sam slipped his hand around Tegan's waist and pulled her close again. There was a lengthy pause.

"Well, don't let us bother you !"Sam said, a small loudly as he took Tegan by the mitt and led her further into the house.

"It was nice to meet you !"Tegan called as Sam led her away to his room and closed the door behind them.

"wellspring that was super awkward."Tegan said quietly once the door was sealed.

"We definitely interrupted a makeout sesh, right ?"Sam said with a grin.

"Oh yeah."Tegan agreed then swatted him playfully on the shoulder."What was that about us being ‘ together'?"

"Well we were form of acting like it, at to the lowest degree to an outsider."Sam said defensively."What did you want her to think ?"

"I don't know. What if she finds out ? If her and Brandon get severe we'll probably see a lot of her."

"We'll cross that bridge when we get to it. Besides, it'll probably give her solace to know the girl in the house is spoken for so she doesn't worry about Brandon's loyalty."

"I guess.."Tegan mused for a second then levelled a finger at Sam"No letting on that Brandon was involved. Let him secern her about that if and when he's ready."

"Sure."Sam said, gently lowering her handwriting then untying the straps of her sundress where they knotted behind her back, letting the garmet slip to the base and kitty around her articulatio talocruralis. He slid his hand behind her head and pulled her into a kiss, his other hand caressing her lower vertebral column. Conceding that there was little more than to discuss, Tegan slipped her custody between them and started to unfasten Sam's belt.



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"Well that was awkward."Brandon said quietly once he heard Sam's sleeping accommodation door click shut. Having been interrupted from what seemed to be a promising makeout session headed towards mo base, Brandon was slightly at a expiration as to how to reignite things.

"Yeah."Yeong agreed, similarly seemed to be uncertain.

"You… want to see my way ?"Brandon suggested, mostly to break the silence.

"Ok."Yeong said as they both stood up. He let her lead the way, making faint motion down the entrance hall. As they passed by Sam's room Brandon thought he could her a creaking bowel movement of his bed and wondered if Sam and Tegan were already fucking. He wondered if Yeong could get word it and was having the Lapp thoughts. Given that he'd just started to palpate up Yeong's breast over the shirt his mind was solely fixed on that. Not that he was expecting to go much further, since they'd only been out a duet of meter, but he wanted to at least continue a little bit. When they reached his room he followed Yeong in and closed the door behind them for privacy. Yeong did a slowly turn looking around at all the posters covering the wall and slowly sat down on the bed.

"Cool room."She said with a smile, obviously trying to prevent the ice broken.

"Thanks. Some of the posters are a bit out-of-date but, y'know. It keeps the place interesting."Brandon say down on the bed following to her, trying to blame a reverential distance that still conveyed interest.

There was another silence. Brandon's thinker raced. Yeong wanted to be here or she wouldn't have come, and neither of them were offering any topics of conversation. Reasoning that Yeong probably wanted to just go back to making out as much as he did, he threw care to the nothingness and leaned over, kissing her. Grateful and releived she started kissing him back. Slowly they sank onto the bed together. For awhile they just kissed, seemingly both experimenting with dissimilar styles. Once they had each others'rhythm figured out their body pressed closer together. Brandon ran his hand up Yeong's back, stroking her strough her shirt. His bridge player encountered her bra strap through the material and he moved his hand back down, again before eventually sliding his hired man lower to cradle Yeong's ass through her jeans.

Yeong broke off from the kissing momentarily, pulling back. Her eye studied his brass for a moment and then she appeared to pretend a decision. She sat up and peeled off her t-shirt, doing it in one smooth motility and tossing it down towards their feet, leaning on her handwriting. She seemed unquiet as she waited for Brandon's reaction.

Brandon took a import to take in the new pile. Yeong's belly was flat but not toned. Her light Olea europaea skin contrast against her kick White person bra, the tranquil material seeming to mould perfectly to her bosom. He'd had the thought before but hers were definitely bigger than Tegan's. He didn't understand cup size but he guessed she had a comfortable handful and his already intemperately stopcock jumped at the thought of touching them. He slid his arms around her waistline and pulled her close wanting to finger her chest against his as he resumed kissing her with an increased energy. Yeong moved so she was straddling him, her thighs either position of his hips and Brandon stifled a moan as her weight unit pressed down on his obvious erection. He had no dubiety she would be able to feel it even through the thickness of their blue jean and hoped it wouldn't cause any offense. Surely she had to expect it.

Emboldened by Yeong's move firebrand ran his hand up her sides and placed his handwriting on both bland bra cups, gently squeezing her breasts through the material. The material seemed boneheaded but not padded, though Brandon had to confess he had no experience on that full stop. He imagined he could feel her tit through the fabric, and gently massaged his laurel wreath in small circles over those spots. He pullled his sassing away from hers and began kissing her neck, slowly moving down to her clavicle and articulatio humeri. One of his hands wandered around behind her and he clumsily began to spoil one-handedly with the hooks but Yeong gently eased his script away.

"Not yet. Ok ?"She whispered. Brandon just nodded, understanding. She didn't want to go too fast, and she had already taken a big step by removing her shirt. He was horny, but happy to be affected role. He decided to make the next movement and started to root for his own shirt off from his prone position, which Yeong helped him with before they resumed kissing. Brandon held her by the shank, feeling her bra rub against his bare chest as Yeong gently moved her hips, grinding her genital organ against his bulge. Brandon let his manpower wander downwards until his paw were gently cupping her ass again, and he gently pulled her against him as she moved. A hour later Yeong slid off him and lay adjacent to him, trailing her hired hand down his tum and began to unbutton his pant. With one arm pinned under her, holding her close against him Brandon gently caressed her face running his paw down her neck and dresser, gently massaging her breast. He was aching to slip his finger under the fabric and touch her bare cutis but resisted until she indicated it was ok. Whatever she had planned once his gasp her unbuttoned, he didn't want to interrupt.

Once his blue jean were loosened Yeong began to stroke his rooster through his underwear, tracing her fingers over it, finding it's bod and giving it a easy squeeze eliciting a twitch in reception. She let her deal roam, wandering back and forth as if exploring, and Brandon wondered if Yeong was a Virgo the Virgin like he had been until recently. Or maybe she was just teasing. Her initial shyness seemed to have abated and she was moving forward with decision, maybe emboldened by Brandon's passiveness and patience. In any case, Brandon wasn't complaining.

Yeong slid her fingerbreadth into the waistband of his boxer-briefs and he felt her fingers glide down his prick and grip him. He inhaled sharply as she began to buck him off. Feeling as there was slim disparity in the amount of money of touching occurring Brandon slid his finger into the cup of her bra from above and gently squeezed, his finger finding the tight hide of her ring of color and the hard pencil eraser like nub of her mammilla. He gently squeezed the teat and make gentle circles around her areola with his fingertips, groaning gently as they continued to kiss. Brandon didn't know what Yeong's expectations were, but he knew that he wasn't going to utmost retentive. Reluctantly he slipped his fingers out from under her bra and ran them slowly down Yeong's belly towards the waistband of her jeans. She broke off the kiss.

"Don't."she whispered, seemingly apologetically as she continued to stroke him.

"Sorry."Brandon said, breathlessly.

"It's ok. William Tell me when."

"I'm real close."

"Ok."Yeong said, and resumed kissing him, pumping her hand faster inside his underclothing. Brandon let out a muffled grunt and bucked his rose hip, then a long sustain groan as he started to cum, several days of pent up sexual thwarting releasing all at once as Yeong milked his cock inside his pants. Yeong slowly eased off as his cock slowly stopped twitching and started to soften in her helping hand and carefully slipped her handwriting back out, coated in a liberal lotion of his spunk. Shyly Brandon handed her his shirt to wipe it off which she accepted. Once done she rolled over and snuggled back against him and Braondon took the hint, gently spooning with her. They lay silently for awhile, Brandon with his arms wrapped around Yeong's waist. Eventually he whispered in her ear.

"Everythnig ok ?"

"Yes. Why ?"

"Well… I didn't get to do anything for you."

"It's fine."Yeong said, and Brandon believed he could get wind a grinning in her voice, so she wasn't being inactive aggressive.

"I'd like to."Brandon said, trying not to sound pushy. He kissed the back of her neck affectionately.

"I know. But not right now, ok ?"

There was another curtly silence. In response to an unasked question Yeong spoke again.

"I like you Brandon."

"I like you too Yeong. A lot."

Yeong rolled over to face up him, their faces column inch apart.

"That's why I…"She sighed."I don't want to go too fast."

"We can go as boring as you want."Brandon reassured her.

"I have to concede something."Yeong said after another brief silence.

"What's that ?"

"I'm not a virgin."

"Um."Brandon hesitated, unsure why she was bringing this up now, but trying to be sensitive about it."Neither am I. Is that a problem ?"

"I was scared you might not want me."

"Oh Yeong."Brandon stroked her cheek."That's not important."

"Are you sure ?"

"Really sure as shooting. Why did you reckon that would matter ?"

"My ex-boyfriend said it."

"Don't concern about him."Brandon said."That's a crappy thing to say."

"Sorry to play it up."

"It's ok. If something is bothering you I want to help. That's part of being a young man right field ?"

"You want to be my boyfriend ?"

"I uh…"Brandon stammered"…I conjecture maybe that's something we need to spill the beans about. If you want."

"I want to be your girlfriend."

"Then it's a deal."

Yeong kissed him.

"So, want to lecture about it ?"Brandon asked.

"A minuscule bit."Yeong kissed his cheek and then sat up, grabbing her shirt and putting it back on.

"Are you going ?"Brandon enquired.

"Just to the bathroom. I'll be back."Yeong smiled, though there was a suggestion of sadness in her middle."I should wash away up."



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Tegan was just done wiping the leftover's of Sam's semen off her face when Yeong stumbled into the bathroom and turned to face her, hoping she had gotten it all.

"Oh, sorry !"Yeong said, startled as she wiped her centre."The door was open."

"My bad."Tegan smiled. She was slightly concious of the fact she was only wearing an outsize t-shirt she normally slept in that only fell halfway down her thighs, and even that concession to modesty was only in thoughtfulness of the fact she knew Yeong was still in the theatre. She studied Yeong's face."Is something faulty ?"

"Oh… no."Yeong walked over to the sink, turning on the taps and washing her hands then splashing some water on her face before taking the cleanest looking hand towel to dry herself."I was just talking to Brandon."

"Was it a… bad talk ?"Tegan asked. Yeong laughed awkwardly.

"No. I'm sorry. It was a good talk, but about some sad things."Yeong sighed."Old things."

"Oh. well that's in effect. kind of."Tegan shrugged helplessly. Why was it so hard to talk to another young woman ? Was she really that out of pattern ? Tegan started for the door.

"Tegan ?"

"Yeah ?"

"Brandon… he's a good guy, right ?"

"Brandon is one of the tolerant guys I know. And for what it's worth, I think he he really likes you."

"My last boyfriend was… not like him."

"We should talk about it some prison term. I'm a pretty practiced listener and it'd be nice to suffer another female child around to kvetch about boy with."

"I'd appreciate that."Yeong followed Tegan out the doorway and turned to head back to Brandon's room.



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Brandon had stripped out of his jeans and underwear and put on some wise light sweatpants in Yeong's absence and was lying on the bed waiting for her to reelect. She closed the door behind herself and lay down next to him again. He wrapped his arms around her and they lay in silence for a duo of minutes. Yeong seemed to be composing her opinion and Brandon was happy to let her.

"“ I want to be heart-to-heart with you."She began.

"Go ahead, please."

"I was with this boy in in high spirits school. I liked him a lot but I think he didn't really care about me. After about six weeks of us being together he said if I really liked him, I would let him…"Yeong trailed off.

"Oh."Brandon said, sympthetically.

"So, I let him, because I wanted to make him happy."Yeong sighed."And after that he did not respect me. He only wanted to do it, and didn't want to spend time with me anymore. After we did it a few times I heard him brag to his protagonist. He told them buck private details, affair about my body, and made me feel ashamed."Yeong's voice cracked.

"You don't have to secern me if it's too hard."Brandon said. Yeong shook her head.

"I want you to understand."Yeong took a moment to compose herself and continued."After a couple of calendar week I told him I didn't want to anymore and he broke up with me. Said I was a hussy and no early boy would require me now. Said things about my body - I know he just wanted to injure me, but…"

"That's why you didn't want me to touch you ?"

Yeong nodded.

"fountainhead I don't think there's anything wrong with your body."Brandon said, hoping it would sound reassuring.

"That reputation followed me through the balance of the year until I graduated high up school day. Whenever boys talked to me I assumed they thought that it was because I would have sex with them."Yeong continued"So I avoided talking to anyone. When I came to college I wanted it to be a reinvigorated showtime, without everyone thinking I'm some kind of easy target."

"I don't think of you that way. We don't have to do anything you don't want."

"Thank you, I won't. I mean, I want to. But it's hard."

"It's ok."

"So, you still want to be my beau ?"Yeong asked with a note of wry derision.

"Of course."

Yeong kissed him, gently at first then with a renewed vigor. After a second of kissing she rolled on top of him again and broke the kiss to off her shirt a second fourth dimension before resuming. Brandon ran his hands up her sides and back, caressing her cutis as they kissed. After a short while Yeong gently guided one of his arms so that his hand was on the bra hooks and he took the jot, carefully unfastening the bra. It popped undefended and the straps went slack. Yeong sat up and let Brandon slowly ease the shoulder strap down over her shoulders, biting her lip anxiously as he lowered the cup and exposed her knocker. They were firm, and absolve of containment Brandon upped his idea of their size of it. The sat high on her chest even without supporting and there was no sag against her ribs. Her nipples were the hard pencil-eraser size he expected to see after his geographic expedition earlier but her areola were surprisingly small, only a lowly tintinnabulation of dark-coloured hide surounded the surd nub. After setting her bra aside Brandon gently cupped her breasts in his script, gently massaging their gentleness, caressing her nipples with his thumb. He glanced up at Yeong's fount, realising she had been watching him for awhile. He didn't know what to say so he simply slid his hand behind her dorsum again and pulled her down to him to restart kissing her, enjoying the feel of her bare white meat against his skin.

It wasn't long before he could feel himself growing hard again, his gibbosity rising under the crotch of Yeong's dungaree. The thought occurred to him that it would be selfish for him to expect her to engage tending of him again without reciprocating and ran his script down her position and slid his fingers into the waistband of her jeans, easing them between their bodies to set off to unfasten her jeans. Yeong pulled back slightly from the kiss and looked down at him, a mix of tone crossing her fount. She didn't say anything to stop him, and he tried to read her verbal expression for clues.

After a few bit hesitation she resumed kissing him which he took as a signal for him to continue. He undid each clitoris of the fly then started to crusade her jeans down over Yeong's ass. She rolled off him for a mo to squirm out of them before straddling him again. Brandon couldn't assistance but glance down as she did and caught a glimpse of her plain white cotton wool scanty that matched her bra, her genitalia pressing down directly on the aching lump barely concealed by his thin sweatpants. There was no question that she could feel every inch of him through the material just as he could experience the lovingness radiating from her. Yeong's breath caught in her throat as she sat on him, her gasp the initiatory sound she had made that indicated obvious pleasure.

Acting on a sudden impluse to take control before he accidentally creamed his gasp a second time Brandon pulled Yeong down next to him on the bed and rolled on top of her, starting to kiss his way down her neck and to her chest. He resumed groping her business firm breast and took each pap on his mouth in turn, sucking gently and swirling his tongue around the medium erectile tissue paper. Yeong gasped again, lacing her fingers behind his fountainhead and pulling his sass against her breasts. Brandon slid his thigh between hers and pressed against her genital organ, and felt her articulatio coxae move in response to the pressing. He ran his right manus down her cutis and started caressing her miserable belly along the waistband of her panties, waiting for Yeong to generate him a signal that she was ok for him to keep going.

When she began to urge her pelvic girdle upward Brandon took it as a positive house and slipped his fingers beneath her underwear, his fingerbreadth gliding downwards towards her slit. He was surprised to find no traces of hair, and his dick twitched as he thought about her legato pussycat. He found her slit with his fingerbreadth and gently stroked her skin, exploring her tentatively. She felt different to what he expected, he could feel voiced fleshy tegument and a prominent protuberance of her clit protruding from between her outer labia. Briefly he wondered if this was the rootage of her secret shame, the hurtful commentary from her eminent school day boyfriend. Some guys believed that a woman with prominent inner lips was ugly, or more sexually promiscuous than a woman whose labia was neatly tucked away.

Wanting to assure her that he was not going to shame her for her body he slid his hired man under her pass and pulled Yeong into another kiss as he gently massaged her clit with his fingertips and gently probed further down, insiderting his finger between her lips. He wasn't surprised to come up her wet, but held off from entering her with his finger's breadth for now, instead gathering a niggling wet before returning to her clit and rubbing it in soft circles. A patrician groan into their kiss was his reward and encouragement to continue. He alternated between rubbing her clit and ripping his fingers into her, gradually easing his digit in thick feeling the slick tightness of her hole enveloping him and the idea of being inside her made him shiver with excitation - not that he expected that to chance today, even going this far was unexpected, but Yeong had warmed up extremely quickly after their legal brief public lecture about her anxiety.

He felt her hand groping for his cock through his trouser again and he gently eased away from her. He knew the way he was pent up right now he wouldn't last tenacious and he didn't want to muff his load so soon. For the bit he felt like the experience person, the one in restraint, and wanted to hold onto that feeling. He suspected given how selfish her death boyfriend had been that he had never done much to like about her needs, and wanted to prove he was different. As he moved away he slowly broke their osculation and started kissing his way down her chest of drawers again.

"I want to use my mouth."He whispered."Would that be ok ?"

Yeong chewed her lip as she looked into his eye then slowly nodded, apparently overcoming any residual fears about letting Brandon see her entirely raw. Brandon continued to kiss his way down between her breasts, taking her panties by the slope and gently peeling them down her thighs and calf, letting them fall to the floor. As he nestled himself between her thigh his optic confirmed what his finger had reported : Yeong's inner labia ptrotruded from between her labia majora, a dark European olive tree, almost purplish hue to the skin. Her clitoral gibbousness sat prominently at the crevice of her slit. Parting her with his fingertips exposed the soft pink skin, no unlike to the only other vagina with which he'd had any up last and personal experience.

Slowly he eased his finger back inside her, her tight hole gripping at him as he slid inside. He brought his sass close to her and felt her shiver under his warm breath before he began to snog her. He closed his mouth over her clit and sucked gently, using his tongue to make small roofy. Yeong reacted immediately, her thighs quivering and she let out an unexecpted squeaker which Brandon took as a preindication he was doing well. He slowly worked his finger inside her, feeling the slipperly rough water of her inner walls as he licked her clit, his lingua exploring the crimp of her pussy as he intimately familiarised himself with it. With the tip of his finger's breadth he found the spot inside her that was directly behind her clit and massaged that domain as he began to try different movements with his tongue. She seemed to respond most strongly when he flattened his tongue and weigh hard against the right side of her clit so he kept doing that, caressing her lower venter with her barren script. He knew better than to kibosh now and ask if she was enjoying it, he was determined to bring her to orgasm and the sound of her soft moans as she struggled to stifle them were driving him wild with lustfulness, making him inquire if it was possible he might cum just from going down on her.

"Oh god, oh Brandon."Yeong suddenly exclaimed, grabbing the pillow beside her and clamping it down over her read/write head as she screamed. Her thighs were trembling and her pelvis bucked against his mouth as he determinedly continued to retain stroking her with his glossa, using one mitt to facilitate throw her unbendable as he pressed herder against the front rampart of her vagina from the inside. Her thighs clamped down either slope of his capitulum as one hold up muscular shaking ran through her and she collapsed against the bed.

Brandon slowly eased off, easing his finger from her and slip back up the bed to lie alongside her as she breathlessly came down from her orgasmic high, her eyes filled with desire as she pulled the pillow of her face and looked up at him. She looked as though she was going to osculate him but had instant thoughts, presumably not entirely comfortable with kissing him while her own succus lingered on his lips. For a long consequence they just looked at each other then Yeong seemed to realise his erection was pressed into her side. She reached down and extracted him from his trouser, which prompted him to shimmy out of them and kick them off onto the level. His cock lay across her belly as she ran her handwriting over it, propping herself up a little on her elbow as she looked at it for the first prison term. She traced her fingertips up his length and around the rim of his swollen glans, seemingly fanscinated by it. She closed her hired man around it and began to stroke him up and down, starting slowly and gently.

"Is this ok, for now ?"she asked looking up at him, an almost apologetic quaver in her voice. Brandon was confused by the inquiry for a moment but it dawned on him that she might have thought he expected her to reciprocate with oral exam, or let him deliver sex with her in exchange for going down on her.

"It's fine."He said with a reassuring smile. He had no musical theme what her posture was on giving blowjobs and didn't necessarily expect she would want to, and as much as he would take liked to have sex had she offered, today had already surpassed his wildest dreams when it came to how far he hoped things might progress. Another handjob, while lying here naked with her, was more than just ok. He ran his fingers over her breast, gently cupping it and gently toying with her nipple. He wanted to osculate her but wasn't going to drive her to if that made her uncomfortable, so he lay there as she jerked his cock, slowly at first then with increasing speed. At this angle his cockhead rubbed against her belly, moving up and down with every stroke and after the fervor of bringing her to orgasm he could feel it wouldn't be long before she coaxed a s loading from him. He curled up alongside her, kissing her neck in lieu of her mouth, gently squeezing her breast as his breathing became more moil. He felt a warning was in order.

"I'm getting close."He whispered.

"It's ok. You can do it."Yeong urged, indicating she understood that he was probably going to make a hole on her tegument and was ok with that. Brandon nuzzled against her neck and then let out a gentle grunt as his balls tightened and his cock twitched in her handwriting. Yeong kept stroking as he began to squirt. She watched in enchantment as a long roach of cum shooter across her skin, followed by a second smaller amount that clung to his tip. She gathered it on her digit and noticed the way he twitched as she ran her slippery fingertips over the purplish head, so did it a few Thomas More times until the cooling gunk began to become sticky.

As they lay there she brought her hand up to her face to closely try out the pearly strands between her digit and sniffed it experimentally, with a throw expression. She let her hand flop back onto her belly with the rest of the mess, apparently resigned to the meter being to having his cum on her. She turned her psyche and kissed his brow affectionately, then they lay together in silence for awhile.

"I have another confession to make."She said eventually.

"What's that ?"Brandon said, somewhat sleepily.

"I never had an sexual climax before today."Yeong said. Brandon opened his eyes to find her looking at him meaningfully. He was at a loss at what to say to that.

"Oh."was all he managed.

"I am glad that my first was with you."Yeong said.

"I'm glad too."He realised her centre were searching his face, betraying her anxiety."Are you worried we went too fast ?"

"A little bit."Yeong admitted"But I also didn't want to wait anymore, to be with you."

"I won't break your trust."Brandon offered, hoping it came out as sincerely as he meant it, instead of corny.

"Do you still respect me ?"Yeong queried.

"Of course. And we can still go as fast or decelerate as you want. We don't have to do more than if you aren't ready."

"Thank you Brandon."Yeong smiled and sat up. Brandon preemptively handed her a canister shot of wet wipes for the mess on her belly and she gratefully accepted, cleaning herself up before before rising to gather her wear. Brandon watched her dress with her rear turned to him, curious as to why but supposing she might suffer some abashment now that the heat of the mo had passed. He pulled his pants back on as well as a fresh T-shirt.

"Do you want to stay for dinner party ?"Brandon asked, acutely aware that Yeong was about to leave alone and wanting to put that moment off as long as possible.

"I shouldn't."Yeong said, pulling her shirt down over her head and picking up her phone to check the time before turning back to side him as he circled around the bed towards her.

"Oh, you're welcome to. Unless you don't want to."

"I promised my roomie I'd be base for dinner. She wants to hear about my date."She smiled awkwardly, a bloom rising in her cheeks.

"Ah ... well I assume you'll leave some details out."

"I think I will just severalize her ... that it went very well. ”