Shy Sarah

"Sarah, I think you need to wear clothes to college, don't you?" Seamus asked.

"Eh, so what if people stare. I love it! I especially love it when someone finally overcomes their idiotic reticence and gives me a good goosing!" Sarah smiled dreamily as she said this, and that told Seamus all he needed to know.

"Sarah, I think we should listen to your covered up self, don't you?" Seamus asked carefully.

"Up to you! I'm fine either way..." Sarah dropped her top on the table and spun in a slow dance. "If I'm covered, I get the fun of stripping it all off for someone. If someone's already seen the goods, it isn't as much fun! Watching them swivel their heads to follow the finger as it goes from my lips down my chin to my nipple down to the little tuft of hair and then starts rubbing in slow circles around my clit really turns me on...right Seamus?"

"Huh?" Seamus tore his eyes away from her finger and back up to her face and then realized what she'd said.

Sarah giggled. "Ooh... mesmerizing, isn't it? A woman, confident, sexy, standing here all innocent and everything..."

Seamus shook his head, "I don't think innocent is the right word..."

Sarah moaned as her finger sped up, "Are you certain? Isn't that what you thought of me before? Oh Sir! I need to have..." Her voice dropped ten decibels: "...sex..." And rose back up to full volume as her back arched and one arm went up and back, gathering her hair into a faux mess as she pouted, "to be clothed tomorrow! And...ooh! Mmhmmm... Please, Sir, make it anal sex! Ooh!" Sarah took her finger away from her clit and brought it up to her mouth and licked it from knuckle to tip, slowly.

Seamus realized his mouth was open and shut it. He thought to himself: 'Alice never was like this...no one I've been with has been this style of performative...' aloud: "Sarah, are you okay? You almost seem...high."

Sarah giggled again. "Of course I am silly! I have three buttons, you see, one..." She tapped her clit and moaned. "Two..." She tapped her left nipple and sighed. "And three..." And tapped her right nipple and sighed harder. "Each button that is visible to another pair of eyes significantly increases my dopamine, decreases my serotonin slightly, and increases my acetylcholine and norepinephrine levels..."

Sarah moaned as she finished the list, then slid her hand down and pulled out the rabbit tail butt plug the app had assigned to her, set it aside and then clarified: "I just wish they worked when other me flashed someone! My nursing professors weren't able to answer that one unfortunately. Although one tried to send me to a psychiatrist after I asked!" Sarah giggled.

Seamus had no idea what the impacts would be of the neurotransmitters she had listed so instead asked: "Is your normal the way you were when your buttons are covered up? Or when your buttons are exposed?"

Sarah pouted and started to stalk forward. "This is boring...I want to f..." Seeing the look on his face as she started to swear she changed words midstream "fornicate with you now."

Seamus backed up on the bed, and tried again. "Wait, please, Sarah, I need to know, which one is you?"

Sarah growled and jumped on the bed. "Both are, silly. The other me just gets the opposite kind of cocktail of transmitters."

Seamus stilled. "You're saying that neither one is the normal you? Both are being influenced?"

Sarah rolled her eyes as she removed his socks. "Duh. Didn't I just say that?" She leaned forward and took one of his big toes into her mouth and started bobbing her head up and down on it.

Feeling rather weirded out, but needing an answer, Seamus continued his line of questions while backing up on the bed, being careful not to kick her. "So what is your normal personality like? Are you able to consent either way? How do I know you're in your right mind?"

Sarah let his toe pop out of her mouth and sighed. Then grabbed his pants legs and held on as Seamus moved away and grinned when he stopped moving after his pants came a few inches down before she yanked hard and pulled his pants completely off. "I'm always in my right mind! You made sure of that." She placed one hand on each of his legs and started crawling up his body, holding hers up high enough that her breasts would sway with every bit forward.

Seamus felt intense relief at her statement, but still had some disquietude about the whole thing. Made worse when she got close and her breasts obscured his vision of her lower body and she suddenly switched from flushed anticipation to mildly blushing and her hands stuttered just a little but kept that crawl up to his face. Then, when her face obscured his vision of her body, it was like a light switch came over her and her face suffused with red from chin to hairline. "Sarah? You seem flustered."

A quiet, shy voice: "Sir? Please...it's getting close to midnight...and if you don't...finish in time, it won't...I won't be able to...ahem...get dressed tomorrow. And...uh...every time we've...done...it...has taken you at least thirty minutes." Sarah squirmed, holding an arm over her breasts as she hovered over him, inches away from him.

Seamus shook his head: "At least you're consistent. Both sides of you want sex. Just for different reasons."

Sarah dropped her eyes and shyly nodded as she reached between them and carefully, hesitantly pulled his underwear down and making certain not to touch anything, worked her body carefully so that he was lined up but her face obscured her body, and then backed up a bit.

"Uh, lube, we need lubricant!" Seamus blurted out.

"Huh? No we don't, I produce plenty." Sarah said and then blushed and ducked her head before taking a deep breath and sliding backwards the rest of the way until he was pressed against her rear, his penis slightly bending with the pressure.

"Are you certain you don't need any further foreplay? Or a talk, or..." Seamus stopped talking when Sarah pulled her arm away from her breasts and put a finger on his lips. Then he gasped as she slowly slid backwards, impaling herself inch by inch.

When Sarah had him fully seated inside her, she shakily put a hand on either side of her body and tried to push herself up to a kneeling position but couldn't get her face up high enough. "Sir, could you please, ahem, push me up to a kneeling position?"

Seamus looked at her in wonder but then did so.

Seamus hadn't even gotten her pushed halfway when her nipples came back in view and she exclaimed, 'finally! And promptly sat fully back up, and started to whoop and bounce up and down at breakneck speed. Each bottoming out caused her to groan ecstatically and wriggle her butt.

Seamus could feel every last inch as she flew up, the tight muscle gripping and dragging at him, and then every last inch as she flew back down again.

Even with that, it still took nearly twenty five minutes before Sarah grabbed his hand, plopped it on her breast and then squeezed it tight. She grabbed his other hand and put it around her throat and also applied pressure until her breathing labored.

Seamus could feel her sphincter tighten significantly as her breathing got short and gasping and then on the next up, she squeezed his hands hard, his fingers digging into her breast tissue and his hand at her throat tighter than he ever played with Alice, but then Sarah bore down hard and fast and he roared as her methods worked to finish them both, her screams of ecstasy held to choked gasps.

Seamus quickly let go with both hands and checked her throat.

Sarah grinned maniacally. "Oh that was perfect!" She rasped.

At his worried look, she brushed him off. "Don't worry, I've got the ability to regenerate anything broken, and it works fast too! Helps a lot in cheerleading."

Seamus still wasn't enthused with the statement, but at least Sarah seemed okay.

Sarah looked around and down at her butt. Reaching back, she spread her cheeks and then said: "That's better sex than it was before! Awesome! Love the new tail by the way." She slid down the bed, flopped down sideways in the bed with her head in his lap and sucked his penis into her mouth in a quick move.

Seamus hissed at the sharp move on sensitive skin but as her skillful tongue work up, down, and around, she made him appreciate her skill. That was even before she contorted her neck and lifted her upper body in a strange manner and pushed his thighs apart. Seamus felt his head hit the pillow with a deep groan as the hot, wet feeling of her mouth enveloped his left scrotum and after she finished, she moved onto the other one.

A few scant, phenomenal seconds later, Sarah jumped off the bed, grabbed her butt plug, wiggled her butt at Seamus, smirked and then pushed the butt plug halfway in. "Oof! I do declare!" Then she mostly pulled it back out, rotated it and pushed it the rest of the way in, moaning in delight as it seated itself.

Sarah giggled again and sauntered over to her clothing on the ground whilst showing off the whole way for Vavnagal. Picking up her uniform, she slung it over her left shoulder and sashayed out of the bedroom.

Seamus moaned and held his head in his hands. 'How do I get into these kinds of things?'