House Slut - S01 E45

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House Slut - S01 E45

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 45

“Sorry Mistress.” Brandon groaned.

“All will be forgiven, slave. When you fill my cunt then lick it clean.” Tegan leaned back bracing her hands on Brandon’s thighs then began to move her hips with an uncommon vigor. She didn’t normally ride on top – mostly her housemates were content to be on top, perhaps for the feeling of power it gave them. When they wanted her to ride it was a more casual affair. But now Tegan dictated the terms of their encounter and she was going to drain every last drop from Brandon’s swollen balls. She was getting off on the idea of him being made to eat her out her creamy snatch after blowing the biggest load of his life.

It didn’t take long. With a strangled groan that indicated that the sudden change of pace had taken him by surprise, Brandon arched his back, his shoulders shaking. She didn’t know if he was trying to urge his orgasm on or hold it back but abruptly the tone of his groan changed from a high strangled noise to the low guttural grunt of relief and she felt his cock pulse, his hot seed splashing up against her cervix. She kept riding him while he still remained hard inside her, feeling his cock sliding around in a fresh delivery of sticky lubricant. Brandon’s legs twitched and spasmed as she continued to torture his post-orgasm sensitive cock. She imagined she could feel him squirt again, at least two more times, but she couldn’t be certain of that.

She she finally felt him soften, his meat no longer resisting the gentle squeeze of her kegels, she slowly stood up, his sticky cock falling limp from her snug crevice. A cursory examination with a fingertip was enough to confirm what she had expected: she was a mess down there. Whether it was the sheer size of the load or the extensive post orgasm fucking, Brandon had his work cut out for him.

“Here it comes slave, the payment for your prize.” She stood over him and pulled his head to her sloppy slit. She detected a hint of resistance as his mouth met her lower lips and he inhaled the scent of their mixed fluids for the first time but she held him in place. Truthfully, she wouldn’t make him go through with it if he wanted to refuse. But she didn’t want to let him believe that. She would honour the safeword if he said it, but she didn’t hear a sound. She felt him open his mouth and start to lick her pussy lips. Gradually he became more enthusiastic. Maybe keen to get it over with, maybe it wasn’t as terrible as he had imagined in his mind. Tegan had been swallowing jizz since she was a teenager and at this point didn’t really see the big fuss, but supposed there was a mild homophobic barrier that even an open minded man had to cross. She mused that perhaps as long as he could rationalize it as being his own, and still licking a woman’s genitalia, it didn’t really count. Increasingly, Tegan was of the view that these sexual spectrum labels were meaningless and was adopting the philosophy of doing whatever felt good.

His mouth was pleasant as ever, almost entrancing as his tongue explored around her clit. She flexed her muscles, pushing out any of his spunk that had remained up inside her and he instinctively responded by pushing his tongue against her hole to collect it.

After a few minutes, she released his head and stepped around him, crouching behind him to release the cuffs and murmur in his ear as she slipped off the blindfold, then helped Brandon to his feet as he rubbed his wrists and shoulders, stiff from being held in position for all that time. He seemed to be having difficulty looking at her and she wasn’t sure what to say. The word aftercare popped into her mind, but surely she hadn’t harmed him in this little scene?

“Uh, scene’s over. Everything ok?”

Brandon nodded.

“You sure?”

“Yeah, it is. I just uh… you know, don’t know if I can look at you.”

“Let’s talk it out over some tea, if you like.”

“Oh, no. Well I mean yes. It’s super awkward and I’m kinda spinning. But uh. You know… you’re still kinda mostly naked.”

Tegan glanced down at herself and her corset that left her crotch and breasts exposed.

“Wait is this because of what I said earlier?” Tegan smiled, trying not to giggle. “That was just me being bossy. You know, for the roleplay.”

“Oh.”

“B, I’m still gonna be living here, probably still hanging out in the nude and, you know… being with Angus and Sam. If you want to be faithful to Yeong that’s your choice and I respect it. But I don’t think there’s any way you’re going to stop seeing me in the nude.” Tegan shrugged. “Besides, I figure you’d be used to it by now.”

“Yeah, I guess that’s true.” Brandon smiled.

“Now, how about that tea?”

To Be Continued....