Claire: Deion in the AM, and Tanner's surprise decision

I sleep soundly between the men and get up first in the morning to shower. They are awake when I finish.

"How are you, love?" Deion asks, cock still a solid semi. Does this guy ever not exude endless potency?

I scowl and shake my finger at him playfully. "Sore. And I'm still spotting blood, thanks to that giant cock between your legs."

"You look radiant in the light of day," Tanner says. "Our beloved queen."

"Thank you." I grin. I kept my hair dry, but my eye makeup is gone, my skin a little blotchy from the torrid fucking the night before. My knees are red from riding Tanner. "So, do I need to get an Uber to get my car I left at the party?"

Tanner looks at me like I'm crazy. "No... and I hope you're not leaving right away!?"

"Well, I don't want to," I joke. I just want to know my place, not impose more than I've earned.

"Good. Unfortunately, Deion does have to leave. He's flying out soon to visit his parents before returning to his deployment."

I pout at Deion.

“I’d love one more round with you before I go,” he says, “if you’ve got anything left after last night.”

My pussy tingles. “I could be persuaded.” I glance at Tanner for... approval?

“You two should,” Tanner says. “I’ll start breakfast.”

I smell bacon cooking by the time Deion finishes a thorough warm up and slides in with lots of lube.

I'm stretched enough for him now, but he's left me raw inside. It hurts different. I groan in pain. He knows it, strokes slow, and it starts to feel good really fast.

I'm loud as he takes me. My inhibitions have washed away, and I want to make sure Tanner hears every moan coming from his bedroom. He let this happen to me.

When Tanner looks in on us later, I'm on my hands and knees getting plowed in doggie style, tits flopping like crazy. I'm in the moment, full of joy and not thinking, and I mouth, "I love you." My eyes go wide, I cover my mouth, and he smiles and goes back to the kitchen.

I climax twice with that massive penis inside me.

Deion finishes inside me this time (safely with the Magnum), then hits the shower. I come into the kitchen naked and munch on a piece of bacon. Tanner looks so manly and sexy in his underwear cooking for us. The sun shines in from the panoramic window, bathing me in revealing light, symbolic of the fact I truly have no secrets left. I banter with Tanner while he cooks, batting eyes, flirting, then my pussy suddenly farts! "That's my pussy. I swear." I laugh. "You guys loosened everything in there."

Tanner is scrambling eggs now, stops, looks at my bum as I lean over the counter, then spreads my left cheek. I arch my back for his view, completely comfortable in my skin with him in the light of day.

"Did you bleed on my sheets again?" There's smudges on my inner thigh and vulva, but not as much as last night.

I shrug my shoulders and grin. "Sorry. He has a really big dick."

He turns me to face him, holds my waist. I gulp down the rest of the bacon. He tucks a strand of hair behind my ear, then kisses me. He smiles softly, then kisses me again longer. My breasts press into him. Then he pulls back, doesn't sexualize or deepen the kiss, just stares into my soul with those piercing green eyes.

Everything I felt for Tanner last night rushes back in an instant. Irrational visions of us growing old together flash in my mind. My eyes redden and tear up.

He chuckles at my predicament. "What is it?"

I shake my head no.

"Speak your mind, Claire. You've earned it."

He already knows. I blurted it out while I was getting railed by his best friend. "It's not fair to you. I'm not going to get virgin-clinger on you. I'm mature enough for a one-night stand." I bury my head in his chest.

"Claire, what we experienced last night was magic. Is there some kind of rule that this has to be a one-night thing?"

"Well, I thought..." I thought fucking a black guy in front of you might disqualify me from further consideration.

"You said you were mine last night. I heard you. Did you mean it?"

"Of course."

He laughs and kisses me again. "Claire Townsend, I would love for you to be my girlfriend. Will you have me?"

I'm staring into Tanner's eyes feeling like the most special girl in the world when Deion slaps my ass from behind, grabs the cheek playfully.

"That was great pussy this morning, love," he says.

"I know," I say, eyes still locked to my new boyfriend. "And it's a hundred percent yes to your question."

He helps himself to the breakfast Tanner prepared and says with a big grin, "Congrats, guys. You're going to make a great couple. But when she's walking down to aisle to you, don't forget who broke her in."