House Slut - S01 E20

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House Slut - S01 E20

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 20

Tega Unwind After Her Impromptu Gym Visit.

This is a slower paced chapter with very little sex, you can probably skip ahead to chapter 11 (coming soon) if you’re not interested in what’s going on in Tegan’s mind. As always, please comment with feedback on the parts of these stories you like and offer suggestions for anything opus like to see.

Returning home from the supermarket without further incident, consensual or otherwise, Tegan set about putting the groceries away and tidying up the kitchen before putting on a load of laundry. She estimated she still had at least an hour to kill before Sam was likely to get home and decided for now to simply pop on Netflix and relax on the couch for a bit. Of course it was hard enough for her to knock something off her watch list at the best of times, let alone when she was aggressively, overpoweringly horny and she blindly scrolled through the list of movies and TV shows she’d probably never watch trying to think about anything other than playing with herself to take the edge off. As she reclined sideways to take the pressure off her plugged ass she reminisced about Trevor’s large package, not to mention everything else about him. She imagined going back to the gym for a lesson and having him throw her around and pin her down. She didn’t even know if judo involved throws and pins but her mind was fuzzy with sexual frustration.

She turned off the TV and tossed the remote aside in frustration, lying on her back on the couch to stare at the ceiling for a bit. On reflection she had in the last four days tripled the number of men she’d slept with. Granted, two wasn’t a huge starting point but adding four to that in less than a week was probably downright reckless, especially given one had been a stranger. Of course given the alternative… she couldn’t say for certain if those boys wanted to do anything more than have a peek at her when they realized she wasn’t wearing underwear, but she couldn’t be sure that was all they wanted either. She’d take the car shopping in the future, if only for a while until she felt safe again.

But why fuck Trevor? Sure, he was good looking, muscular, and had saved her from would-be rapists but that didn’t mean she owed him anything and he didn’t even seem to expect it. Maybe that’s what drew her in, the fact he was unassuming and just genuinely decided to get involved in a bad situation when really he didn’t have to. She tracked back to wondering if she would see him again. The gym was right next to the supermarket so it wasn’t like she might never bump into him. She didn’t remember seeing him around before but then again before today she had no reason to remember him either. She wondered if their brief encounter would become a piece of locker room lore, a story passed around between bros after a training session. The slut who wandered in off the street and spread her legs on an old gym mat. She was ambivalent about whether she’d want any part of such a legend. The whole incident was inexplicable and she tried again to push it out of her mind for now.

As she lay there she head a door open in the back of the house and Brandon emerged from the hall into the living space en route to the kitchen.

“Oh hey Tegan.”

“Hey! I didn’t realise you were home already.”

“Yeah, I only have morning lectures today. Just getting a drink, you want anything?”

An orgasm would be great. Tegan thought.

“Just a diet coke? Thanks.” She took the can from him as he returned from the kitchen and cracked it open, sitting up to take a sip and set it on the coffee table then leaned on her elbow on her side. Brandon sat down in the recliner across from her and they sat in silence for a minute.

“So… have a good day?” Tegan queried.

“Yeah... well, you know. Classes. Studying.”

There was another prolonged silence.

“Wanna have sex?” Tegan ventured.

Brandon nodded, absently at first then with enthusiasm as his brain caught up with his ears.

“Yes, absolutely.”

Tegan smiled, sliding onto her feet and reached out to take his hand as he stood, leading him down the hall into her room, kicking the door closed behind them. She turned her back to him and lifted her hair out of the way, suggesting he unknot the neck strap of her dress, which he took the hint and did. She let the dress fall and pool at her feet as Brandon wrapped his arms around her from behind and started kissing her neck, his hands roaming up her torso and gently cupping her breasts. After a minute she turned in his arms to face him and started unbuttoning his jeans and stripping him out of them while he peeled off his t-shirt and dumped it on the floor. Then they were standing naked before each other, and he soaked in her nude form with rapt appreciation.

“Tell me what you want to do to me, Brandon.” Tegan urged softly.

“I wanna fuck you.”

“How? Tell me how you want me. Tell me exactly.”

“I… I want you to get on your knees and suck me.”

“Mmm, ok.” Tegan sank to her knees running her hands down his torso and took his hardening dick in her hands, caressing it gently as she took it in her mouth and began to bob her head. She stroked his lower stomach with one hand and held the base of his shaft with the other as she slowly took him into her mouth, feeling the swelling head nudge at her tonsils. She felt him rest his hand on the back of her head as she moved back and forth and stopped sucking him for a moment and used her hand to stroke him as she looked up at him.

“What next?”

“Take it in all the way… deep throat me.”

“Make me.” Tegan countered as she took him back in her mouth, only bobbing her head a little bit and swirling her tongue around the head. She felt Brandon trying to urge his hips forward, desperate to take ore in her mouth, but she kept pulling back, teasing him with the promise of more. Finally he took the hint and used both hands to pull her head towards him. She swallowed reflexively as the head of his cock entered her throat and let him force his way down until her lips were wrapped around the base of his shaft. He held her there for a long moment, groaning and she wondered if he were about to come already, but apparently he was just enjoying feeling her throat muscles squeezing him. Eventually she started to struggle for air and tapped on his thigh a few times which prompted him to let her up to breathe. She was red in the face and some saliva had drooled out of the corners of her mouth as she looked up at him, kissing the tip of his cock.

“Again?”