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Introduction:

Tegan looks for new opportunities and experiences after moving out of her share house

Over the next couple of weeks Tegan fell into something of a routine with Trevor. He still resisted any notion of dating her, but she found herself drawn to him nonetheless. They texted regularly and most nights she found her way over to his apartment when he beckoned, always for the sole purpose of getting off. Sometimes they’d fuck wordlessly, he’d let her in and then bend her over the back of the couch and take her roughly from behind. Other times they made it to the bed and kissed for a while before he took her by the hips and impaled her on his prong. It didn’t matter to Tegan and she was always ready for him. On a couple of occasions she’d begun by taking him in her mouth, only to have him hold her head in place and finish down her throat, sending her home with his flavour still fresh on her lips. He seemed to enjoy the power he had, and that only made Tegan want him more.

After one particularly vigorous session they lay panting in his bed. Starting with a blowjob that had transitioned to a rough fuck before returning to her mouth. After swallowing she’d gotten him hard again and turned over, spreading her little pink asshole for him, an invitation he accepted without hesitation after jamming a lubed thumb inside her. She gasped and screamed in a mix of pleasure and familiar pain as he gave her back door every girthy inch he had for about twenty minutes before finally spraying her silky insides with a second sticky load.

They shared a blunt as they lay in his bed afterwards, their ankles intertwined. She was surprised to learn, as someone whose career depended on fitness, that he smoked; but he said an occasional hit helped keep his appetite up for the large amount of calories he needed. Whatever the reason, half a dozen puffs was enough to make Tegan unusually confident and talkative.

“So where is this going?” She blurted out.

“What?” Trevor asked, his voice seeming faraway.

“You and me.”

“What d’you mean?”

“Are we like… a thing?”

“Honestly?”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah what?” Trevor asked after a delay.

“Honestly. You, me.” Tegan prompted.

“Oh, yeah.” Trevor took a drag and passed the spliff to Tegan. “Here’s the truth. I don’t really do relationships. I got girls lined up. When I want to, I call one over. Right now that’s you.”

“Jesus.” Tegan said, taking another hit and passing it back. “That was brutal.”

“I just wanted you to know it’s not because of anything you’ve done.” Trevor clarified.

“It’s alright.” Tegan shuffled closer and put her head on his shoulder. “I like getting fucked by you. A little while ago I thought that had to mean something, but it doesn’t. Now that I’ve started it’s a lot of fun being the easy girl.”

“You’re good at it.”

“Hey!” she swatted him playfully on his muscular abs.

“Considering how many guys you’ve fucked lately...” Trevor said, taking a puff. “…I’d have thought you’d take it as a compliment.”

“You have a point.” Tegan took the last drag and dropped the roach in an ashtray to smoulder. “I guess it makes up for not being much to look at.”

“You fishing for compliments?”

“I’ve got no tits or ass. Gotta compensate somehow.”

“Your face is pretty.”

“S’lot prettier when it’s got cum all over it, or so I’m told.” Tegan said, slurring a little. The weed and the late hour and the orgasms were making her sleepy. She wondered if Trevor would let her crash for the night or if that was too ‘girlfriend’ for him.

“Ah, that’s just shit guys say when they’re horny.” Trevor said dismissively.

“Just sayin’, a girl is hotter when you know she’ll let ya do nasty shit to her, am I right?”

“It’s a factor.” Trevor admitted.

“Quoth. Error. Demonstrated.” Tegan concluded.

“I don’t think that’s right.”

“What’d I say?” Tegan asked, breaking into a fit of giggles.

“I’m not sure.” Trevor said, massaging his face. “But you meant Q.E.D.”

“Right.” Tegan said, trying to put on a straight face but her hands gesticulating melodramatically as she affected a stereotypical bimbo voice. “So, like, the more guys I spread my legs for, the more hotter and popularer I am.”

“This isn’t high school.” Trevor said, furrowing his brow. “You don’t need to care about popularity anymore.”

“So serious.” She mirrored his expression and pinched his cheeks, warping his mouth into a few different expressions.

“Tegan.” Trevor pressed.

“Oh my god, I am fucking with you, Trevor.” She said, releasing his cheeks and flopping onto her back.

“Thank fuck.” Trevor rolled onto his back. “I thought you were having some existential slut crisis.”

“My man, I just wanna get railed.” She brought her knees up to her chest and bucked her hips, pantomiming getting fucked for a moment before dropping them back down. She flopped her hand casually across Trevor’s pelvis and took his cock in her hand. He’d cleaned himself off after finishing in her ass, which was fortunate because he was starting to get hard again. She casually stroked him as she continued talking.

“I like being used. I’m not compensating for some emotional void. I just really, really like it. I like it when you call me over just to suck you off. I like it when we fuck without even talking sometimes. I even liked it when you told your buddy to fuck my ass.”

“What do you want me to do right now?” Trevor enquired, a huskiness in his voice as Tegan massaged him.

“Tsk tsk… that’d be telling.” Tegan squeezed his cock her small fingers barely wrapping around its thickness.

Trevor pulled away from Tegan and sprang from the bed, taking her by the wrist and pulling her to her feet.

“I have an idea.” He said with a sly grin as he led her across his studio to the small kitchenette and the windows that opened into his balcony. It wasn’t really a balcony, it was more like a full-height window with a waist-height railing across it. The actual span of the balcony was barely enough for one person to stand on. Trevor pulled her arm and placed her hand on the railing.

Taking his hint Tegan stepped onto the tiny platform, the smooth concrete cold against her bare feet, and leaned over the railing, gripping it tightly in both hands as she leaned her hips against it. Behind her Trevor got into position and gripping her hips in his powerful hands, slid his freshly renewed cock into her slick cunt from behind, forcing a gentle gasp from her that seemed to echo off the street below in the cool, still night.

There was no one presently walking along the street, which wasn’t unexpected given the late hour, but it also wasn’t that quiet a suburb and the chances of someone passing by were pretty high, especially if they were out here more than a few minutes. They were only one floor up too, and the railing offered very little in the way of visual obstruction. Combined with the bright streetlights just above her on each side, she might as well be on a stage.

Shivering from a combination of being naked in the night air and the anticipation that she was definitely going to be seen, Tegan let out a soft moan as Trevor begin to fuck her from behind. He started slow at first, and Tegan knew that having already popped off twice tonight he was unlikely to be in a hurry. She felt her nipples tighten in the night air.

She tried to stifle her noises as a car slowly passed beneath them, with no idea if the occupants saw her. This only encouraged Trevor to start going faster, his pelvis smacking against her petite ass and she making her moan aloud. Not only had the weed made Trevor’s bounceback quicker and given him a rock hard boner, she realised it had also made her extra receptive, and it wasn’t going to take much to get her to come.

She had this realisation seconds before her knees began to shake and Trevor took this as encouragement to continue, pulling her roughly back into him as he thrust forward. Tegan squeezed her eyes shut; she couldn’t suppress her voice any longer and her cries of pleasure grew in intensity as she rapidly ascended her peak, letting out a groan of relief as her orgasm hit that definitely reverberated off the street and buildings. She sagged a little as her muscles went limp, but gripped the railing as Trevor continued to give it to her from behind. She opened her bleary eyes to discover they had an audience now, a couple of guys on their way to the train station from the nearby pub had stopped to observe, their amused expressions barely lit by the glow of their cigarettes as they watched in silence.

As weak as a kitten, still sensitive from her residual climax and powerless against Trevor in any case Tegan resigned herself to letting her delighted gasps and moans continue to echo off the street as she observed her observers, her tiny breasts jiggling in the open air. One of the men took out his phone and appeared to be either momentarily snapping photos of or filming the spectacle and she found herself on the brink of another orgasm as Trevor reached under her arm from behind and gripped her throat, gently yet firmly. She wasn’t sure if this was just a power move or he was trying to stifle her noises but if the latter it wasn’t going to work – if he wanted her to shut up he’d have to stop fucking her.

“Fuck me.” She urged.

“I fuckin’ am.” Trevor grunted sardonically, but increased his efforts nonetheless, slamming against her harder as she gripped the rail for dear life, her knees shaking.

Tegan looked over to her audience again and was a little surprised to see they’d decided to move on and not stuck around for the conclusion.

“Gonna cum.” Trevor announced.

“Uh huh.” Tegan acknowledged, as he own exhausted body quivered with yet another release.

With one last groan Trevor moved his hand from her throat and roughly gripped her breast, his other hand pulling back on her hips as he pushed himself deep up inside her and she felt him explode inside her, flooding her well used hole. Once he was done he pulled out and wordlessly had Tegan kneel and use her mouth to clean him as he leaned against the upper corners of the window frame and surveyed the world outside his balcony like a king surveying his kingdom, Tegan obediently polishing the royal sceptre.

After they each made a trip to the bathroom then returned to Trevor’s bed. Tegan curled up on one side hoping Trevor wouldn’t ask her to leave – not because she had any special need for him to want her to stay but because she was too tired and high to want to make her way home right now. Trevor surprised her by spooning with her, and it wasn’t long before she fell asleep.

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When Tegan woke the next morning she found herself right on the edge of the mattress with Trevor sprawled across the rest of the bed taking up roughly 90% of it.

“Wow, you really aren’t used to having girls stay the night, are ya?” she murmered to herself as she got up to go pee. She didn’t bother to dress yet but boiled the kettle and made herself a cup of instant coffee, leaning on the balcony railing where Trevor had fucked her about six hours earlier and enjoyed the last lingering pre-dawn coolness as the sky lit up pink in the east. There were a few early risers up and about, mainly joggers, but if anyone noticed her nakedness above them they didn’t let on.

Trevor was still snoring when she had finished her coffee so she rinsed her mug and hung it back up, then crawled onto the bed and pulled back the covers to expose Trevor’s morning half-wood. Laying on her stomach across the bed she gently stroked his shaft and sack with her fingertips, stimulating his sensitive skin. Gradually he automatically rose to full hardness and while Tegan noticed a slight change in his breathing rhythm, he didn’t seem to awaken. When he was fully erect she took his swollen glans in her mouth and bathed it with her tongue, gently bobbing her head. Trevor shifted in his sleep in response to the stimulation but didn’t awaken. Leaning on one elbow she used her other hand to alternate between massaging his balls and stroking his shaft with her leaking saliva as lubrication. It wasn’t long before she began to taste his precum and she kept working at it, wondering he she could get him to cum in his sleep.

If that were possible she wasn’t going to find out today. Trevor’s gentle snoring abruptly halted and Trevor began to stretch with a tired groan until he realised what was happening and looked down to find his dick in Tegan’s mouth again.

“Well good morning.” He mumbled.

Tegan ignored him, since she was busy, but since he was now awake she no longer needed to be gentle and careful with her movements and began bobbing faster, her hand stroking his shaft with faster, tighter strokes.

“Oh yeah.” Trevor said encouragingly, propping himself up on his elbows to watch, happy to let Tegan go about her business. It wasn’t long before his groans signalled he was about to release, and she pressed her fingers against his perineum, having heard somewhere that this would intensify his orgasm. She wasn’t sure if it did or not, but was nevertheless rewarded with a mouthful of hot semen which she dutifully gulped down without hesitation, continuing to swirl her tongue around his tip, coaxing a couple more small spurts from him and giving his softening head one last lingering suckle before pulling her mouth off him and rolling onto her back with a contended sigh, using his abs as a pillow.

“Mmm.” She vocalised, relaxing with a lengthy stretch.

“That’s the best wake up call I’ve had in quite some time.” Trevor said, idly groping a tit.

“You’re welcome.”

“Anything I can do for you?” he enquired, tracing his fingertips around her erect nipple.

“Nope. I’m good.” Tegan pulled away from his wandering hand and sat up, searching out her discarded clothing from the night before and stepping into her panties and dress, flashing him a smile. “That was your reward for letting me sleep over.”

“Oh, I get it. You’re trying to trick me into letting it happen more often.” Trevor said with mock suspicion.

“Yup. Did it work?”

“We’ll see.” Trevor rolled out of bed and went into the en suite to take a piss, which he did noisily with the door open.

“I’ll hold you to that.” Tegan quipped sarcastically as she picked up her bag and headed out.

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