Once Tegan left the room Brandon stood up and latched the door. Despite Yeong’s declaration he wasn’t expecting anything to happen immediately but something they might work their way up to. He thought there might still need to be some talking to do and was mentally composing what he would say to assure Yeong that she was the only girl for him. When he turned around, however, she had already taken off her shirt to reveal a black lacy bra, and there was a strange urgency in her eyes that Brandon had never seen in a woman before. Wordlessly he kicked off his shoes and socks and peeled off his t-shirt, unbuckling his belt and shedding his jeans as he crawled onto the bed with Yeong and kissed her. She cradled his face in her hands as Brandon leaned on one arm and his other hand roamed south. Yeong was wearing leggings under a short skirt and Brandon fumbled with the buttons of the skirt one handedly until Yeong helped him out.

Reluctantly breaking the kiss Brandon slid off the bed pulling Yeong’s skirt and leggings down her legs and casting them to the floor in one smooth movement, so that she was now clad only in her underwear, lacy black panties to match her bra. He swallowed nervously, wondering how many times Yeong had worn sexy underwear on their dates, hoping he would finally see them. Since he was already standing he took a moment to drop his boxers to expose his slowly swelling cock before crawling back onto the bed and embracing Yeong, continuing the kiss he’d foreshortened earlier.

Their hands wandered over each other as they kissed. Yeong seemed to be pointedly avoiding letting her hands go near his cock but occasionally a thigh would rub against him and make him shiver with anticipation. He kissed his way down her neck and shoulder, pulling down one of her bra straps, then repeated on the other side until her bra was almost pulled down far enough to expose her chest. Taking the hint Yeong rolled on top of Brandon and straddled his belly, his cock curving up just behind her ass, pointed skywards in throbbing anticipation.

Yeong looked down at him as she reached behind and popped her bra hooks, slowly lowering her bra to reveal her breasts to him. Brandon ran his hands up her sides and eagerly cupped her firm tits, gently thumbing her hardening nipples with their tiny areolae. He pulled himself into a half seated position and gently closed his mouth over one of her nipples, sucking gently as his hands ran down her back and into her underwear to firmly grip her ass, pulling her body against him as he felt her ass slide down a little, his erection in the underwear-covered cleft of her asscheeks.

After a minute of unbearable frottage as Brandon alternated between her nipples, Yeong pushed back a little and pressed the gusset of her panties down against his cock. Brandon looked up at her as if to decode the message he was being sent. If the look in her eyes and the nervous bite of her bottom lip wasn’t enough, she also nodded, a gentle but confident head bob that confirmed all he needed to know. He gently rolled them over to lay Yeong on her back and disentangle their legs. She lay still other than to lift her ass as he curled his fingers into the sides of her panties and pulled them down and off her legs, his eyes drinking in her nakedness. His eyes drawn again to her hairless mound with its prominent clitoral bump and labia minora.

Slowly he climbed back on top of her, gently kissing her lips as their naked bodies pressed together, happy to just kiss her a little longer. He felt Yeong’s soft hands on his hips, gently urging his hips towards hers. He stopped kissing her and pressed his cheek to hers, whispering in her ear.

“Protection?” It was possibly the least sexy thing to say right now, but it needed to be asked.

“Pill.” She whispered back assuredly and he acknowledged her with a nod and resumed kissing her. As he lowered his hips to her she raised her knees and parted her thighs to make room for him. Experimentally he rubbed his crotch against hers, his cock pressed against the underside of her pussy. He adjusted position and used his hand to guide himself until he found her vagina with his cockhead, and gently pushed himself inside with a groan of satisfaction. Yeong arched her back and wrapped her legs around him as he sank into her, her body so wet and tight and hot that he thought his dick would simply melt into her. They both shivered as the moment they had been anticipating arrived and kissed frantically while Brandon struggled to keep his hips still. Despite his practice with Tegan, he felt completely out of his element and overwhelmed. He stopped kissing her and rested his head on her shoulder, breathing slow steady breaths. Yeong’s body seemed to be quivering under him, he didn’t know whether out of pleasure of nervousness or a mix of both. It might have been thirty seconds or several minutes before he composed himself felt like he could move without immediately blowing his load. He lifted his head and whispered in her ear.

“You ok?”

“Mmhmm.” Yeong acknowledged with a nod, kissing his neck. Brandon slowly moved his hips, gently drawing a little out of Yeong’s body and she let out a gentle sigh of pleasure which turned into a gasp as he pushed back in. Brandon thought her noises were simultaneously the most adorable and hottest things he’d ever heard. He moved again, this time trying to build to a slow but steady rhythm. Under him Yeong clung to his shoulders, her gentle pants and gasps of pleasure slowly giving way to soft moans each time he entered her. Between her gentle sounds of passion and the fact he was actually having sex with her, there was absolutely no way he was going to last and panted breathlessly into her ear.

“I’m close.”

“Mmhmm” Yeong repeated, with slightly more urgency than she had the last time. She seemed to have her lips pinched shut to try and stifle her noises. He wondered if it was possible she was just as close as he was. Brandon decided if he was already past the point of no return then he’d best get as much mileage as he could and urged his hips to move faster, trying to tense his muscles to hold off from cumming for as long as he could. Yeong’s stifled moans sounded more like a whimper as she clung even tighter to him until he finally couldn’t hold on any longer, as abruptly as a switch being flicked inside him. He felt a small squirt escape from him as he was moving backwards, then he came all at once with a groan, his cock gliding deep inside Yeong as his jizz fountained out of him into her hot tunnel. Yeong held her breath as she felt Brandon twitching inside her and his hot gunk spurt into her body. She as her body let go of the tension that had been building up inside her, a small orgasm claiming her body as Brandon weakly stabbed at her sensitive hole, his body trembling against hers in the throes of his own orgasm.

They both gradually stopped moving and Brandon just lay on top of Yeong, who still had her legs wrapped around him. His now mostly soft cock was still buried inside the squishy mess he’d made of her pussy and he was happy to keep it that way. He tenderly kissed her and she reciprocated, wrapping her arms around his neck.

Eventually they broke apart. Brandon going limp enough that he couldn’t stay inside her, Yeong releasing Brandon from her leg lock. They each rolled onto their sides to face each other and kissed again, briefly. Brandon couldn’t help but place a hand on Yeong’s breast, casually caressing her skin with his fingertips almost possessively, as if he was afraid Yeong might disappear if he stopped believing she was there. Yeong obligingly rested her hand over his, holding his hand to her chest and snuggling into his as they settled into more comfortable supine positions.

Brandon didn’t know what to say at this point, he worried that asking Yeong if she enjoyed it, or if she had an orgasm, would ruin the moment they were having. Surprisingly Yeong beat him to it.

“That was wonderful.” Yeong sighed.

“You’re amazing.” He affirmed.

There was a moment of silence while they independently contemplated the ceiling, Brandon’s fingers gently toying with Yeong’s nipple.

“This is such an unexpected feeling.” Yeong said, after awhile.

“How do you mean?”

“Just being here like this. I thought it would be more strange.”

“That’s good though, right?”

“Yes. Brandon?”

“Yeah?”

“Do you think your roommates know that we were…”

“They probably guessed that we were fooliing around at least a little bit.”

“That’s so embarassing.” Yeong giggled shyly.

“Considering what we walked in on, I don’t think they’re too bothered about it.”

There was a brief pause.

“Was it like that for you?”

“What do you mean?”

“Doing… things… in the open like that.”

“Not really.” Brandon said hesitantly. “Sam and Angus did it sometimes but I think mainly to embarrass me. Like today.”

“Oh.” Yeong pondered for a moment. “So between you and Tegan…”

“Mostly I wanted to learn, so I didn’t mess up. We tried a few different things.”

“What kind of things?”

“Do you really want to discuss this? I prefer being with you. You don’t have to worry.”

“I’m not worried, I just want to know.” Yeong said, rolling onto her side to look at him. “You know that my experiences were not good. Now that we’re finally together I want to make better memories. Together.” She kissed his cheek.

“So why does talking about Tegan help?”

“Because now I want you to be my teacher.” Yeong said with a coy smile as she ran her hand up his thigh and closed her fingers around his cock, still sticky with their combined fluids. It immediately twitched under her soft touch.

“You seem to be learning pretty quick.” Brandon said with a note of surprise in his voice. He adjusted himself so he was on his side and kissed her, running his hand down her front and sliding his finger between her hairless lower lips, gently exploring the folds of her prominent inner lips and sliding a finger into her. She felt warm and sticky inside, his earlier ejaculate having begun to seep out of her. Just feeling her around his finger made his cock spring to attention in her hand. He drew his finger out, gently massaging her clit, rubbing his slippery finger over the swollen bump. They kissed with more urgency as they masturbated each other, Yeong moving her hips to press against his hand until finally she sat up and Brandon rolled onto his back as she straddled him. She looked down at him a little nervously but with the determination of the extremely horny as she lifted her hips and gently guided Brandon inside her, slowly sitting down on his shaft with a moan as he disappeared up inside her. He couldn’t resist but grip her hips to help guide her down until her pussy lips were pressed down around the base of his cock. Yeong took his hand and brought it to her mouth, taking his index finger and sucking it gently as she began to rock her hips. Brandon knew she must have done it deliberately to take the residue from fingering her and he groaned as his cock twitched inside her as he thought about the implicaitons of that.

Yeong slowly moved her hips in a small circle as she lifted and lowered herself on her knees, apparently experimenting with this position and what felt good for both of them. Brandon was happy to be a passive participant, happy to let Yeong slowly ride him – it was hard to complain about having his dick inside her no matter what she did. He was rock hard and having cum so recently he suspected they might be at it for awhile, and he was beginning to suspect that Yeong might be something of a ‘secret freak’, her demure and shy exterior slowly giving way to her inner desires. Maybe she was just making up for the years of lost opportunity after her initial bad experience. Right now, as she started rocking her hips back and forward to work his cock making him arch his back in ecstasy, it really didn’t matter.

She released his hand and braced her hands on his shoulders, starting to build up a steady rhythm with her hips, her breasts jiggling back and forth. He couldn’t help but reach up and grab them, massaging the firm mounds and rolling her hard nipples between thumb and finger. As Yeong began rocking her body with increasing intensity Brandon was forced to reassess his estimate that he would last longer on round two – he let out a strangled groan as he felt his balls tighten and the pressure build for him to loose another load. He pressed his right hand to Yeong’s pubic mound and his thumb delved between their bodies, finding her clit by touch and she let out an appreciative moan as her hip movement caused her thumb to mash against his thumb. With his other hand Brandon grabbed Yeong’s ass, feeling as though he was clinging on for dear life as he clenched every muscle he had.

Somehow he rode out a bodily spasm and did not feel the familiar sensation of ejacluation occurring. Grateful for the brief extension of time another breathless groan escaped him as he felt Yeong’s pussy squeeze and clench. Her hip movements became erratic and her legs quivered. She bit her finger to stifle a high pitched sigh as she lifted her hips then drove back down onto him. She repeated the movement one or two more times before she sagged with releif and collapsed against him. Brandon took her ass in both hands, his aching cock still buried to the hilt up inside her as her chest rubbed against his and she nuzzled his neck, taking slow deep breaths. It seemed to take a moment but Yeong slowly realised something was amiss and experimentally squeezed her muscles.

“Are you still…?” She whispered.

“Yeah.” Brandon whispered back. “I don’t think I uh… went.”

Yeong moved her hips a little experimentally and Brandon shivered.

“Do you want to be on top?” Yeong queried.

“What about from behind?” Brandon suggested.

Yeong eased herself off him, his cock sliding free of her momentarily. He noticed it was an angry red colour, turgid with lust and an aching need to blow. Brandon climbed onto his knees as Yeong got onto all fours. As he lined himself up behind her he took a moment to appreciate the shapeliness of her ass, the slick slit framed by slightly puffy hairless lips. Just the sight of her made him want to explode. He gently took her by the hips and lined his cock up with her glistening slit, easing himself back into her. Yeong let out a whimper as he slid inside with a satisfied grunt, her vaginal walls clenching around the head of his cock as she lowered herself onto her elbows and hugged a pillow, pushing her ass back against him. Looking down Brandon say the tiny dark star of her anus between her olive-toned cheeks and wondered if she was a virgin there. She almost certainly had to be. He imagined being the first to explore her most private place, then internally chastised himself for thinking that far ahead – this was only their first time properly together and he should be satisfied – no, thrilled that she wanted him inside her at all, instead of fixating on something she may never want to do.

He began to gently thrust, pulling out and driving slowly back in. He only moved his hips slightly, using his hands to guide hers as well. After adjusting to the feeling and angle he began to speed up, his erection angled downwards both putting pressure on her g-spot but also curving upwards, the flare of his swollen helmet raking the rear wall of her vagina. Yeong had reached back between her legs with one hand and, Brandon assumed, was rubbing her clit as he fucked her. She seemed to be well on her way to a third orgasm and Brandon believed he wasn’t far behind this time.

As they both raced towards the finish line Brandon began to pick up the pace, his crotch repeatedly slapping against Yeong’s ass. It felt almost disrespecteful to her to start pounding her so frantically but she didn’t seem to bear any objection, burying her face in the pillow as her moans grew louder and her legs began to shake, her toes curling as she squirmed her feet against the mattress. This time when he felt the internal pressure building he knew it heralded the end and he announced this for Yeong’s benefit.

“I’m cumming” He groaned breathlessly. Below him Yeong nodded her assent with a breathless “yes”. With another groan he pulled her hips against his and held himself as far as he could go. Yeong’s tight hole gripped him, her muscles rippling from base to tip as if trying to milk him as she enjoyed another small orgasm. Brandon’s cock pulsed as he empited himself inside her. He was beyond continuing to fuck, he simply let the warmth and silkiness of her body do the work as he kept himself buried deep until he was done. As the last spasms of pleasure faded away he slowly pulled his wilting member out of her creamy hole and they both lay alongside each other again. Brandon wrapped his arms around Yeong and pulled her close, her head tilting up to join him in a brief kiss before burying her face against his chest as he gently stroked her back. This time he broke the silence first.

“That was amazing.” Brandon whispered.

“Mmm” Yeong agreed, seemingly quite sleepily as she nodded against his chest.

“You ok?”

“Yes.” Yeong said, looking up at him and blinking a few times. “I’m sorry, I feel exhausted suddenly.”

“Don’t be.” Brandon kissed her forehead. “I take it as a compliment. You want to sleep here tonight?”

“I’d like that.” Yeong yawned.

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“They’re definitely fucking by now.” Sam said matter-of-factly, as he played with Tegan’s clit. He’d arrived home shortly after Yeong had disappeared into Brandon’s room and Angus had brought him up to speed. He’d taken out his own dick and pulled Tegan unresisting down into his lap and she had obligingly taken him in her mouth. After a certain period she was unconcerned that Yeong might walk out and catch them at it – or rather, even if that did happen it wasn’t likely to damage Brandon’s relationship with Yeong more than seeing her with Angus already had. After awhile he had pulled her head out of his lap and guided her to sit on his erection facing away from him with her dress hiked up around her hips, holding her in place so that he was buried inside her warm body, gently playing with her clit just to tease her, apparently in no hurry to finish.

“It’s possible.” She said, slightly breathlessly. “But that’s none of our business.”

“Aye, aye, Brandon made that clear enough.” Angus said from the armchair across from them, apparently enjoying the show Sam and Tegan were putting on as he opened a beer and took a sip. “Though it does make me envious.”

“It’s not like you haven’t had other women.” Sam countered as he groped Tegan’s small breasts through her dress.

“Aye, ah suppose.”

“Bored with me already?” Tegan cut in, a mild shudder running through her. The fact none of them were openly addressing the fact Sam was wearing her on his cock was making her crazy, or maybe that was just her body responding to Sam’s teasing.

“So sensitive.” Angus chuckled. “Nay lass, not bored. Us men are just always envious of what yeh cannae have.”

“Speak for yourself.” Sam countered again. “I know when I’m on to a good thing and appreciate it.” He took Tegan by the hips, raising her up for a moment before pulling her back down with a groan. Tegan bit her lip to stifle a moan.

“Yeh’re saying if some other lass walked in here right now, flashed her gash, and said ‘yeh can have me’, yeh’d just say ‘nae thanks, ah’m good’?”

“Well, that’s not the scenario is it? If some girl came in and kept her pants on, I wouldn’t give it a second thought. If she offered herself that’s a different story. So no, I’m not jealous of Brandon, I’m happy for him.” Sam moved Tegan a few more times until she took the hint and started using her legs to raise and lower herself from Sam’s lap, feeling him slide in and out of her slick hole. He kept his hand on her back to manage her pace, starting her slow and then encouraging her to go faster as he leaned back into the couch to relax.

“Well, and ah mean nae offence” he nodded to Tegan “If another girl walked in an said ‘yeh can have me’, ah’d have tae say aye.”

“I’m not saying I wouldn’t either, but I’m also not cooking up that scenario while I’m already balls deep in a willing participant. What are the odds of two sexy girls making the same offer in one lifetime?” Sam went back to groping Tegan’s chest through her dress as she rode him. She could tell by the slight tremor in his voice that he was probably going to cum soon. She wasn’t, but that was fine. She was growing increasingly fond of the feeling of just being horny.

“Very pragmatic of yeh.” Angus said. “Though o’course I do bless my lucky stars that such a comely slut fell intae our laps.” He raised his beer in an imaginary toast.

“Aww, that’s so sweet.” Tegan purred. Sam tapped her on the shoulder.

“Mouth.”

Tegan raised herself off his throbbing prong and sunk to her knees, enveloping him in her mouth and bobbing her head, working the glans vigorously with her lips and tongue as Sam’s body tensed, trying with every fibre of his being to hold back for as long as possible, digging for that bigger, more powerful release. Eventually Tegan’s oral ministrations worked his orgasm loose and he groaned, relaxing into the chair as his seed surged into Tegan’s mouth, where she gracefully held it until he was done squirting. Slowly she drew her lips off his wilting stalk and opened her mouth to display the load in her mouth for Sam’s amusement, using her tongue to toy with it. She still didn’t love the taste of semen, but making men think she did only fuelled the fire between her legs. After giving Sam a short show of savouring his gift she swallowed thickly then displayed her empty mouth, which he rewarded with a gentle pat on the head.

“They don’t come much sluttier than this, Angus. What more could we want?”

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