The Best Erotic Stories.

Morgan
by Thall

Morgan had an affliction. It began when she was twelve years old, she began to grow at an alarming rate. Now her mother and father were of normal height, there was not any strange growth stories in their family. Morgan's parents took her to doctors, trying to find out why she was growing. Nothing was ever proven, she was a normal healthy young woman. When she was fourteen she was six one, still a skinny girl who had to suffer the torments of being the tallest girl in school. She never went on dates, boys didn't want to be seen with a girl that towered over them.

By the time she was eighteen she was six-six and had filled out. Boys said dating her would be like climbing a coconut tree to get to the goodies.

Morgan spent a lot of time alone. She had no close friends to confide in, she felt like she was a freak of nature and besides that she was constantly horny, it was like her libido had grown with her size. She was wearing a 44DD bra but on her, her tits didn't look all that big. She could palm a basketball, but didn't have the skill or ability to play. She had to either make her own clothes or save forever to buy one good outfit. She cried when she got shoes because her feet were so big. But the one thing that made her hurt so deep inside, was that she knew in her heart, she would never find a boy that would love her.

They just could not understand the pain she felt.

Other than her height, she was a very pretty young woman, with long chestnut hair that hung down to her shoulders in gentle waves, she had soft green eyes, very long, long legs, a slender body and flat tummy. Men and boys lusted for her, she looked much older than her sixteen years.

Morgan sat by herself under the huge oak tree in the school yard. It was lunch time, she usually sat alone. It was like being seen with her would taint you. She would have loved to have sat in the common area, but she felt strange, like she was sitting at a small child's table.

She had her legs crossed indian style, she was wearing a green t shirt and white shorts that came down to the middle of her thighs. She was eating her first of four sandwiches, she had to eat all the time just so she wouldn't get skinny, she was always hungry, it seemed to her.

"Excuse me, Morgan, can I sit here with you?" the distinctly male voice asked.

Even just sitting her head was level with his tummy. She looked up, shading her eyes.

He was in several of her classes. She had seen him approaching her several times before he turned and ran. He was really shy and quiet. He was just the smartest kid in school and she knew kids were cruel to him too, they called him names like dork and doofus, just because he was not like them. She saw him around with his friends, talking about science fiction and the characters, their fantasy games. He just looked like a normal kid. With dark hair and glasses. He wasn't all that tall either. Probably about five ten a hundred and fifty pounds.

"If you don't mind sitting with a freak." she said going back to her sandwich.

He sat, cross legged like her.

He pulled out his own sandwich and sat staring at her.

Morgan felt his eyes on her. She looked up.

"Look, if your going to sit here, you can't stare at me, it makes me feel weird," she said in an angry voice.

"Sorry, but your anything but weird," he said softly. He lowered his head studying his sandwich.

"Right, just sit over there and check out the freak," she said, she would have thought he would understand what it was like to be made fun of and stared at it.

He looked up at her, his eyes locking on hers.

"Morgan, this is really difficult for me, I'm not very good around girls. I get all tongue tied and embarrassed, but if I don't say this, I don't think I could live with myself," he said taking a bite of his sandwich.

"What? You have a tall joke, did you bet your friends you could get me to blush with one of your crude jokes," she asked sarcastically.

He shook his head.

"I just wanted to tell you, I don't think your a freak, I think your beautiful, I think your the nicest and most beautiful girl I've ever met or seen. I don't like the way other guys talk about you and I've gotten into a few fights because of it. But it isn't my place to defend your honor, so to speak, unless I were dating you," he said.

Morgan sat with her mind in turmoil, her heart was going so fast she thought she would pass out. It was a joke, he was sitting her up for a colossal joke, he was going to get a good laugh out of it.

"You and me? Don't you think that would look kind of stupid?" she asked, gathering her things up.

"Look, I know you think I'm trying to make you look like an idiot. I've had it done to me a few times. You know Allison Jennings, the most stuck up girl in school?" he said.

She nodded her head, waiting.

"When I was twelve, she invited me over to her house, she seemed interested in me. I believed she liked me, because when you're alone, you'll believe anything. She got me out to the pool and told me we could skinny dip. Man was I stupid. I actually stripped to my jockey shorts when out pops the entire football team. They thought it was hilarious." he said smiling at the memory.

"Fine and dandy, but what kind of joke are you pulling on me." she asked.

"I would never pull a joke on you Morgan. I'm trying to ask you out on a date, we can go anywhere you want and I swear I won't pull any jokes on you." he said, his face was burning red and Morgan saw it.

"You want to take me out?" she asked him.

He nodded his head.

"You know everyone is going to laugh at us," she said.

"So, they already do - why should we care what they think?" he asked her.

"Okay, you can come over to my house and help me study," she said.

"Okay," he replied smiling.

They sat eating their sandwiches and when she pulled out her second one, he didn't say anything.

He reached in his paper bag and pulled out a cupcake in a baggy.

He offered it to her.

She took it, noticing her hands were twice as big as his, she pulled her hand back, tucking it between her legs. Why couldn't she have normal hands, why couldn't she just be normal?

* * * * *

They sat on the floor, their books spread out, her mother kept coming by the living room to look in. Her daughter had spent all afternoon trying on different combinations of clothes, she had pulled her hair back into a pony tail.

She had settled on a blouse and khaki shorts, she was barefooted. She knew it was for the boy sitting there gazing at her daughter with his big brown eyes. Her mother had a huge smile on her face. She knew the look of a boy in love, his shy glances and nervous smile. She had bought in snacks and drinks, he was very polite and so nice. She hoped her daughter didn't throw up her defensive walls for this boy. He seemed sincere.

"Here, see this angle isn't longer, it's shorter so you need to use a different triangulation," he told her moving closer to her so his shoulder pressed into her arm, he was pointing with his pencil.

Morgan wasn't paying attention. She was glancing at him. She wanted to trust him but it was so hard. If she did and he hurt her, she would be devastated.

His hand touched hers, he pulled her pencil from her fingers, setting it aside.

Morgan tried to hide her hand again.

He held her wrist and turned her hand over, he placed his palm to hers.

"Big, huh," she said embarrassed.

"No, your hand is perfect," he said caressing her fingers, he used his fingers on hers, he picked her hand up and entwined his fingers with hers.

"See, perfect," he said looking into her face.

She was breathing hard, he was right, it didn't matter.

"I really want to kiss you," he said looking at her lips.

"I don't know how," she whispered, scooting down so their faces were even.

He touched her cheek, she turned her head away.

"Why do you think you're so awful Morgan. You're so beautiful it hurts to look at you. Every time I see you my heart just goes nuts and I get this warm feeling. I couldn't believe I actually asked you for a date. Not because of being made fun of, but because your so beautiful, I just knew you were going to laugh at me." he said touching her lips with his finger tips.

"If you hurt me, I'll kill you," she whispered as he bought his lips closer to hers, she was watching his lips move to hers, she put her free hand on his chest as his lips pressed to her.

Her eyebrows went up. It wasn't a passionate kiss, it was a friendly kiss, lips meeting, his were so soft and moist.

He pulled back with a wet sound. Morgan looked into his eyes.

"That was nice," she said smiling, her cheeks were burning.

"Really, it was my first kiss," he said proud of himself, his hand was on her cheek his thumb under her jaw. He was going on pure guts and balls now. He was in love with Morgan, he had been since they had been little kids, he just never had the guts to approach her. She was just so damned tall and beautiful.

He had a fantasy that she would be the one. She did not know it, but he had a reason for falling in love with her. He too had an affliction, he just couldn't tell her yet.

Morgan was leaning back against the sofa, she wanted another kiss.

He pressed his lips to hers again, she tried pushing her tongue against his lips. He opened his lips and received his first fumbling French kiss, with the girl of his fantasies. It didn't take long before they were kissing like old friends, trying to outdo the other, playing dueling tongues with each other, learning how to move their through each other's lips. Morgan ran her hand through his hair, her arm going around his neck to his back. He was leaning into her and she began to slide over, pulling him with her, he was laying on her side, over her, kissing her, he held himself up on his outstretched arm.

"That will be enough of that." her mother said, after waiting while her daughter got soundly kissed, but before she got carried away.

The two kids jumped. Their breaths coming in quick gasps, Morgan straightened her blouse and giggled happily. She had been caught making out.

"Sorry." he told Morgan and then apologized to her mother.

* * * * *

Standing at the door, she looked down at him, his face was level with her chest, he had to look up at her.

He held her hand in his.

Morgan had her hand on his shoulder.

"See you tomorrow?" he asked her.

She nodded her head, smiling shyly at him.

He crooked a finger at her and she came down, he held the back of her neck as they kissed again. Morgan actually had hope, she liked him, more than a lot, but not in that way, not yet.

He still had some things to prove to her.

* * * * *

"Hey it's mighty mouse, you nailing that moose yet, mighty mouse?" Todd asked him in gym several weeks later. After everyone knew they were dating, after seeing them together holding hands, sitting under the oak tree kissing, after watching him walk her to class, after watching them leave together after school.

Tony ignored Todd. He dried off, his towel around his waist, he tried to wait until everyone was out of the locker room before showering.

He always wore a towel. To cover himself. They thought he was a priss but he had his reasons.

"How do you do it, do you get her on her hands and knees and climb on a chair?" Todd laughed.

"Does she MOO when you nail her?" Todd asked, getting others involved.

Tony pulled his shorts on and then his pants.

"I bet you get lost in that big pussy, god, she must be able to drive a semi in there, how about those big tits, does she slap them upside your head?" Todd wailed in laughter.

Todd was right behind him. Tony turned and it was one hell of a fight. Tony got a bloody nose, a split lip and his knuckles were scraped.

He got suspended for two days, under the no-tolerance policy for fighting.

He got grounded by his parents for fighting, he didn't try to defend why he got into the fight and he didn't call or see Morgan for two days. He couldn't go out or use the phone.

The morning he went back to school, Morgan found him at his locker. She pressed him up against the lockers and held his face while she kissed him hard.

"Are you okay? It's been all over school how you kicked Todd's ass because of me," she said stroking his hair.

"My lip still hurts a little. But I didn't kick his ass," he said.

"Yes you did, everyone says so. People are actually talking to me. They say Todd was really making fun of me and you had him down on the locker room floor kicking his ass. Does this mean your my boyfriend?" she asked him.

He closed his eyes. He lay his head on her chest as she held him close, his arms went around her body.

"I love you Morgan." he admitted to her.

"I love you too." she said softly stroking his hair.

He looked up at her.

She kissed him again smiling around his lips.

* * * * *

Morgan sat on the passenger side of his truck, it had a long bench seat, it was an older truck, yet it ran well, it was ugly of course, primer-ed in spots, a mismatch of colors. Kind of like them.

Her first movie date, she sat with a soda in her large hand, she sat against the door, a long expanse between them.

She was in a turmoil. She trusted him, she loved him more then she ever thought possible. All he had ever done was make her feel special, beautiful, feminine, loved and he had shown her in so many ways that he was completely devoted to her, he had defended her and never asked for payment, he felt it was his duty, she guessed. But he seemed so distant.

"Do I have to come over there?" he asked her. She liked to wear shorts, she had on the white ones she had worn that first day and a simple white blouse, she was actually wearing make-up and nail polish. She had wanted to look beautiful for him.

She scooted over next to him. He took her hand in his.

"Morgan, I need to talk to you," he said squeezing her hand in his.

"Are you going to dump me now?" she asked worriedly.

Tony looked at her, he shook his head.

"No! No, I would never dump you Morgan. But, I do need to talk to you, before we get really involved," he said.

"Okay, as long as your aren't dumping me," she said again.

"Stop it Morgan. I love you and what I have to tell you might make you not like me anymore," he said.

"So just tell me," she said.

"I think I need to show you and I don't want you to get all weirded out okay, I'm just going to show you," he said.

Morgan was getting scared now. She nodded her head.

He took a deep breath. "I would never do, or say, or act in anyway to hurt you Morgan. I have liked you for a long time, because your tall and your beautiful and your a woman, not a little girl. I want you to trust me, I know I can't make you trust me and that the only way to gain your trust is to be honest with you," he said taking a deep breath. She squeezed his hand.

Then he leaned back and pulled his zipper down, he unbuttoned his jeans.

She stiffened.

"No, it's okay, Morgan, I'm just showing you, honey," he said patting her leg.

She looked over, curious now, she had never seen a boys penis before, she had seen her little cousins, but never a young man's.

He raised up and pushed his jeans down.

He pulled his member up, letting it drop along his thigh.

It was nine inches, flaccid.

He looked at her.

"Wow." she said not knowing what she was looking at. He was not hard, maybe he was showing her that she didn't get him excited.

"Morgan, have you ever seen a cock before?" he asked her.

She shook her head.

"Most guys have five to seven inches, it is common. Guys with more than that are considered abnormal, or porn stars, but it's kind of difficult for a normal guy to date porn stars. Most women are unable or unwilling to put something this big inside of them. When I get excited or hard, it gets to be kind of long. Fifteen inches," he said softly.

She looked at him, she looked down at him. She looked into his eyes and it slowly dawned on her.

"You mean, because I'm tall..." she said her hand inching over to his member.

He grabbed her wrist.

He put himself back into his jeans.

"If the time ever comes, I just wanted you to know." he said.

Morgan had a lot to think about.

They made out in front of her house and she even got her hand down to stroke him through his jeans, he stopped her telling her it was quite painful to get an erection and then not being able to take care of it.

So she didn't push the matter.

After she went in, all hot and sweaty from kissing and having wanted him to touch her everywhere, she sat with her mother on the couch.

"He showed me his penis tonight mom," she said distractedly.

"Did anything happen?" her mother asked in a worried tone.

Morgan dismissed it. "No, he wouldn't even let me touch him, he's alright Mom, besides, I think we were made for each other. He has a huge dick, mom," Morgan said looking at her mother.

"Ho...how huge?" she asked her daughter.

"What's the biggest you can imagine taking mom?" Morgan asked.

Her mother felt a little uncomfortable, talking to her daughter about cock size, but her daughter seemed to be in deep thought.

"Well, your father is not huge, but he has a good sized one I find just right for me. He's about six inches, I guess eight inches would be about to much." her mother said.

"Mom, he's nine inches soft." Morgan whispered.

Her mother's jaw dropped, she stared at her daughter.

"Nine inches?" her mother asked awed.

"He says it gets to be fifteen inches when he's excited mom." Morgan said softly.

"Fifteen inches?" her mother asked a little horrified, thinking of her daughter and...fifteen inches!

"Mom, he says he loves me, I don't mean like little kid love. I think he's looking further down the line than just dating me mom," Morgan said looking into her mother face.

"Are you scared by this?" her mother asked searching her daughter's face, but seeing only a far away look in her eyes.

"Mom if he had let me, I would have made love to him tonight, I would have done anything he wanted me to do. But he truly loves me and he doesn't want me to get hurt," she said and tears began to flow from her eyes.

"I don't like the idea of you having sex Morgan, but Tony seems to be in control, he doesn't act or sound like a kid just out to get laid. I think tomorrow we need to get you started on the pill, we probably should have had this talk before. By the way you two act around each other, the sooner the better. it usually takes about eight weeks for them to begin working. I would feel better if you were practicing safety first." her mother told her.

"Eight weeks," she said and she began to smile.

"What?" her mother asked.

"Tony's birthday is in two months, I know what to give him," she said grinning.

They were an item at school, they went to dances together and Morgan met some other girls who told her that they had wanted to talk to her for years but she always seemed so stand offish. She made friends and she liked hanging out with Tony's friends and listening to them talk. Her best time came when he asked her to go to a convention with them and all his friends got together and made her into Xena, Warrior Princes, with the complete outfit.

She won best costume at the convention, she had felt so powerful in her warrior costume.

Tony called her his Amazon warrior princess and she smothered him with kisses and hugs.

Then his birthday came about, which she didn't make a big deal out of. She told him to come to her house at eight o'clock and for him not to eat beforehand, because she was fixing dinner. She had found he didn't care that she had to eat like a horse, she didn't have to act like some skinny little perfect size six model around him.

When he showed up, she was dressed in a tight little white dress that molded to her body and left little to the imagination. She had her hair down and she was wearing lipstick. She took his hand in hers, she pulled him into the house and he thought they were heading to the dining room for dinner. She led him down the hallway to her bedroom, she pulled him in and shut the door.

"Stand right there," she said holding his shoulders in her hands.

She reached back and pulled the string on her dress, it fell to the floor, falling a long way to puddle at her ankles.

She was wearing heels and he had to look way up at her. She reached behind her to let her bra loose.

She stood before him, letting him look all he wanted, he was swallowing over and over, his face was turning red. She hooked her panties under her fingers and pushed them down.

He stared at the tuft of reddish hair between her legs.

"Now you Tony." she said in a shaky voice. It was her first time naked in front of a boy. She had thought he would start laughing. But he wasn't laughing. Her boyfriend was staring at her with lust and awe, which only served to turn her on more. He took off his shirt and pushed his jeans and shorts down.

"Oh," she gasped. She placed a hand over her mouth. He was half hard. It was an impressive sight.

She stepped up close to him, towering over him, looking down into his eyes. She placed her hands on his shoulders, his hands went around her waist, resting above her asscheeks. He pulled her closer to him, pressing against her taller body.

"Take off the heels Morgan, please?" he asked her, smiling up at her.

She held his shoulder and lifted her leg one at a time and removing the heels. She stood before him naked from head to foot.

"Tony, this is your nineteenth birthday, I want to give you my most special gift and I would like to take yours." she said, unable to keep her hands off of him. Then she reached down and grasped him in her large hand, now she knew why he thought her hands were perfect and; they were.

She tugged on him, getting him completely hard, she was pulling him up on his tip toes.

Tony groaned and buried his face in her breasts. They were so wonderful, so big and perfectly round with large erect nipples, the were coral pink.

Morgan lowered her face to his.

She pressed her lips to his. Morgan could feel him getting longer, thicker in her hand, she had no idea what she was doing, but it felt right and he felt right in her hand.

"Morgan, honey, you better stop..." he groaned into her mouth, his hips driving his member through her clenching fist.

He grabbed her wrist, but it was to late. He felt his balls begin pumping, he shot a long ropey string of thick cum juice up his tummy and chest.

Morgan pulled and pushed, she could feel his hot cum juice striking her own belly. It felt like acid, burning her skin. She pulled again and again and he didn't stop, six, seven times and he just seemed to explode each time, he was gripping her arm, his body shuddering with each blast as though he were recharging for another group of blasts. Eight, nine, ten, eleven, each as strong as the last, drenching their bodies in fluid. Then he sagged against her body.

She cradled his head to her, stroking his hair. She kept stroking him, feeling him begin to dribble over her hand. She wrapped her arm around him, pulling him close, his juice slick between their bodies. Now that she had him in her grip, she was unwilling to turn loose, she loved the feeling of his member in her hand.

"Sorry, I never did that before." he gasped.

"Well, it was impressive, I guess, never having did that before myself, are you finished for the night?" she asked disappointedly.

She was really looking forward to loosing her virginity with this young man whom she was so totally in love with. Her own mother had conspired with her to give her this night alone with him.

"No," he said laughing and nuzzling her chest as he pulled her as tight as he could to his body.

Morgan smiled as he pushed her back to her bed, he made her sit and then knelt before her on his knees. He felt like he was worshipping her, he put his hands on her knees, she placed her hands over his, still afraid. No man had ever seen her private area before. But this was no boy, this was her boyfriend, her love, she trusted him and so when he gently pried her knees apart, she covered her eyes, she felt her legs part. Cool air caressed her, still he pushed her wider, then pushed her legs up, his hands behind her knees.

"Oh Morgan, you're beautiful," he gasped running his hand over her mound, his fingers running over her lips, she had shaved all but a tuft at the top of her mound.

Morgan held her legs up and out, she bent her knees back, holding herself open. She looked down with a grin on her face.

"Really?" she asked.

Tony raised up, looking at her. He started to giggle, actually giggling at her, he nodded his head.

Morgan's face flushed bright red.

"Tony, you don't have to..." she started to say, but was cut off.

"Just lay back, I don't know what the hell I'm doing and for the record, I know I don't have to...I really want to eat your pussy Morgan, I have dreamed about it, I have prayed for it and just look at you..." he whispered in a strained voice.

He softly touched her mound, running his hand through her fine feathery hair, feeling her pussy lips moisten with his touch.

He continued to rub, feeling her lips loosen and then grow wetter, he rubbed over a bump, her clit, he concentrated his rubbing there, watching her closely.

Morgan bit her full bottom lip, she closed her eyes and a little moan escaped her lips. She tried to bite it back, but it felt so strange, so good.

She felt his hot breath on her lips, then his tongue gently ran up between her lips, separating them. Cautiously at first, as if tasting. Then she felt him bury his face between her legs. She giggled and felt herself tense, his fingers stroked and explored.

Tony was feasting on her sweet juices, she smelled excited, musky, the armoa filled his senses, he was doing this, he was making her excited. She was giving herself to him. All for him. He would do anything for her, he would have gladly just been content to be with her, to lavish his love on her without the physical act. He didn't want to hurt her.

But this was heaven, being between her legs, tasting her, giving her pleasure. He sucked on her swollen pussy lips, his tongue delved and explored, trying to suck the juices from her, he moved up and wrapped his lips around her clit, he sucked at it, using his tongue over her nubbin of flesh. That got her moving, her hips began to heave. He wrapped his arms around her thighs, his hand went up to her breasts, he had to reach, pushing his face tighter to her pussy. He grasped her breasts and she squealed when he twisted her erect swollen nipples in his fingers. Rather hard.

"Tony, my God, that's so good. Don't stop!" she begged holding his forearms in her large hands.

Like he would ever even think of doing anything so stupid. His face was covered in her copious juices. She was leaking like a faucet under his mouth and tongue. She started to groan loudly.

"Tony, what...Oh there...right there...right there." she moaned grasping his head in her hands, her legs tightened around his head, he felt like he was going to pass out. The aroma, the pressure the feeling of complete giveness on her part. Her hips began to raise and he followed her, licking, sucking, chewing, trying to get inside of her, his nose rubbed her clit.

Morgan screamed her hips rotating and bucking, she held his head tightly to her pussy lips. She couldn't talk, her orgasm was tearing through her big body, making her feel so good, so much like a woman. She came, her juices squirting out, drenching his face and chin. Tony tried to suck all her juices from her.

Tony felt her drop and her legs went relaxed about him. He continued licking her, through her little shudders and moans. Then she was pulling him up by his arms, he lay over her body, trying not to come into contact with her down there with his erection. He didn't know how far she wanted to go.

Her tongue tasted herself on his lips and mouth, she thought she had a nice taste.

"Come on." she said scooting back on the bed, keeping her arms around him, she lay in the middle of her bed. Her legs spread wide.

"What now?" he asked her, resting his head on her shoulder, staring into her eyes.

"Now? I want you to fuck me," she said giggling at her words.

"Are you sure? Really?" he asked her raising up off her body.

Morgan nodded her head.

"I love you Tony, I never thought anyone was going to come along and find me. If you want me, I'm yours." she said shyly, but her eyes were lusting for him.

"If I want you!" he yelled, she saw the tears in his eyes. "If I want you?" he asked again softly. He lowered his forehead to hers. "I don't want you." he said sadly.

Morgan gasped, she was pushing on his shoulders.

"Morgan, stop, I don't want you, I need you. So much, I want to give you my heart and my soul. I found you and nothing matters to me but you. Love isn't the word I feel for you. It's such a little word to describe how I feel about you. I goolgody you." he said smiling into her eyes.

"What is that?" she asked still holding his shoulders.

"Love a million times stronger. I think about you constantly, other girls are uninteresting little nothings compared to you, I can't eat, I can't sleep, I can't concentrate. I write your name all the time. I try to watch you when you can't see me. I desire you. Do I want you?" he scoffed and kissed her hard trying to put all his need and feelings he had for her into the single kiss.

"I goolgody you more than that," she said running her hands over his back, feeling the muscles there. Down to his ass cheeks. She squeezed them in her hands.

"I don't have a rubber," he said.

"I'm on the pill, but you have to promise me Tony, and this is non-negotiable. That your a virgin, and you won't sleep around on me," she said.

"I swear to god on a hundred bibles Morgan, I won't hurt you that way, ever," he groaned as he felt her hugging him hard, crushing him to her larger body.

"Put it in and let's see if this is going to work," she said pushing him up finally.

Tony struggled up to his knees, he sat back, his hands on her now spread legs at her knees. He couldn't believe it, his heart was hammering in his chest. The sight of her naked, laying out before him, the way she was looking at him, her breathing was ragged.

Her pussy was all red and swollen, glistening with her juices, his cock was just touching her lips, he moved his hips, dragging his cock back and forth over the red swollen lips, then pushing gently, the head entering her.

"Go really slow honey," she said raising up, her arms behind her holding her up.

She had a long slender body, her tummy was flat almost concave.

Tony reached to flick her clit as he pushed in.

Morgan looked at his face, he looked at her and they both smiled.

"I think this is going to change our lives," she whispered.

"You've already changed mine Morgan." he gasped as he pushed by her tight opening, he pressed against her hymen.

He pushed then pulled back, he fingered her clit harder, Morgan moaned louder.

"Put it in, please put it in baby," she gasped laying back, the feelings to intense for her to stand.

Tony pushed harder and felt himself begin to enter her, her maidenhead separated.

Morgan felt a pinprick of pain and then immense pleasure. She could feel him filling her, pushing her pussy walls apart.

In and in he pushed, she felt stuffed, the feeling was strange at first, she could feel him throbbing inside of her. She reached down to feel how much was still outside of her.

Her eyes went wide, he was only about halfway, she had more cock inside of her than her mother had ever dreamed of. She wondered if her pussy would be able to take him. She felt completely full, but not satisfied yet.

"Push harder Tony, get it all inside of me if you can." she groaned. She was pulling at his shoulders, her legs were wide apart, she bought them down to his ass, her heels digging in. She used her hands on his ass, trying to pull more of him in. She was sweating like a horse, her auburn hair messed up, tousled and sticking to her face. Morgan licked her lips.

"Don't want to hurt you," he groaned through gritted teeth.

She knew right then, at that moment, that her heart could not contain the love she felt for him, she was his, until he tired of her. Until he tired of the novelty of fucking a big girl.

"Take me Tony, take me," she groaned humping her hips up at him as he sank even further into body. She need not have worried, neither of them. His cock was made for her pussy, it was a custom fit, perfectly matched, when his nuts pressed against her asshole, she felt completely stuffed. Morgan screamed and began to laugh.

"That's it," he moaned into hair as she raised up, her hands on his sides, holding him up.

"Jesus Christ, aren't we a pair," she laughed.

Then he pulled out with a sucking sound that turned them both on, she was so wet, he was able to slide out and then gently push in again.

Morgan groaned, she didn't like being empty. She wanted him to shove his cock into her and hold it there while she worked her pussy around it. The feeling was incredible. He stretched and filled her to capacity. She could feel him throbbing inside of her. He was her lover now, not her boyfriend, that was so juvenile, she was a woman now with a lover.

Morgan began fucking him, humping her hips up at him, her knees rocking his body. She wrapped him up in her arms and legs.

Tony felt her tits, squeezing them, pulling, tweaking her nipples. He didn't think he was going to be able to hold out to long. She was incredibly tight and so sexy. She attacked his lips, eating him, pulling on his tongue.

Tony began to fuck her with long strokes, stoking her fire. Morgan met his thrust with thrusts of her own. Burying his cock deep inside of her long cuntal tube. The sounds they generated was squishy and sucky. She was not distended to the max, but he was filling her better than she ever thought possible. She was excited and horny. She was in love. She wanted this for him, to make him feel good and he wanted this for her, to make her feel good.

They had a good rhythm going, he was actually fucking his dream girl, his girlfriend, his woman, he was taking her, he was making her his.

"Take...my...cunt, fuck me harder," Morgan grunted embarrassed by her crude words.

Tony worked his cock harder inside of her, twisting his hips, then he started to fuck her. Really fuck her, slamming inside of her.

Morgan squeezed her eyes shut. The pleasure was overwhelming her.

Her entire body was being buffeted, her large tits bounced beneath his chest, he was unable to pull back very far, their bodies would not allow it. He was ramming her hard, his nut sack slapped her wet asshole, her juices were flowing freely.

"Nuh, uh, uh, uh, please...please...oh God...please...don't stop!" she cried running her hands over his body, through his hair. She couldn't touch him everywhere at once, she felt the tears rolling from her eyes. She had never felt so fucking wanton in her life. She was giving herself over to his driving thrusts, she tried to hold back, but he was tearing her soul and her pussy to pieces.

Her body, was on fire. She felt the pressure building, she had experienced three orgasms in her life, two by her own fingers and one with his mouth on her sex, now she knew they were nothing compared to what was building inside of her.

Her feet were pointed at the ceiling, her legs were thrown wide as she kicked her legs trying to fuck him back, but he was out of control, he dropped to her chest as she pulled him down, her mouth clamping to his for a wide open mouthed kiss, she didn't care anymore, he couldn't fuck her hard enough and he was pounding her to death.

"Tooooonnnnnnnnyyyyyyyy!" she screamed at the top of her lungs as her body collapsed in on itself, her eyes rolled back, her body went writhed and shook beneath him. Her hips raised up, her feet dropped to the bed, she pushed up, enveloping him within her body. Her pussy gave up, it clamped down around his his entire length, pulsating about his girth and length.

"Do it...do it... fuck me Tony, I'm cumming honey." she cried tossing her head.

Tony buried his face in her neck, his hot breath searing her skin. She screamed as she came, her juices spurted out, drenching his balls and her inner thighs, she fucked back at him with all her strength, then she collapsed beneath him. His stroking stopped and he held himself inside of her.

She was breathing raggedly, her heart pumping hard. She was floating now, hugging him to her tightly as she whimpered and cried. She opened her eyes and smiled shyly at him.

She turned her face so she wouldn't have to look in his eyes. She felt like a whore, the way she had talked and acted.

Tony stroked the hair from her face, he kissed her cheek and neck. She lay unmoving beneath him just riding him now.

"Fuck, we didn't break anything did we?" he asked her looking around.

She was silent.

"What's wrong Morgan, are you okay? Oh shit, did I hurt you?" he asked trying to pull out of her.

Morgan was crying softly. Her arms around his neck. She shook her head.

"Was it that bad?" he asked her.

Morgan shook her head again unable to speak, she was confused.

"Your so beautiful Morgan, I'm sorry if I keep telling you, your face is all flushed and your so wet inside." he whispered stroking her face with his hands, he turned her face so she was looking at him.

"I'm sorry." she cried pulling him down to her, she put her face in his neck and held him.

"Sorry? For what?" he asked.

"I didn't make you shoot inside of me. I wanted it so much Tony," she sobbed.

"Well don't cry, I'm not finished with you yet," he said teasing her lips with his.

Morgan began to smile as she realized he was still moving inside of her. He still wanted more of her.

"Morgan, can you get on your hands and knees?" he asked.

She looked scared. "I don't think I'm ready for that," she warned him.

"I know, I want to put it in your pussy from behind," he said blushing.

She nodded her head and he pulled from her with a wet sucking sound. She quickly got to her hands and knees, she shoved her ass up into the air, wiggling it for him.

Tony spread her thighs more, he stared at her red swollen pussy lips, the lips were distended in excitement and she was so wet, he could see inside of her. He pressed two fingers inside of her.

"Get your fucking cock in me," she cried looking over her shoulder at him.

"Yes, ma'am!" he chuckled getting into position.

He slid into her easily, they both began working together, she slammed her ass back at his tummy, he grunted with the effort, the air being knocked from him as he grabbed his woman's hips and began to ram his cock into her.

"God damn Morgan, this is the best birthday present in the world!" he said watching his cock go in and out of her, her juices coated his driving cock, the way her lips distended around him made him hotter, he was holding back wanting her to orgasm again, with him. He gritted his teeth and slammed into her harder. He raised up, standing, he bent over her and grasped her tits underneath her, he used his thighs to fuck straight down into her, his cock like a baseball bat inside of her.

Morgan felt the familiar heat rising in her. She was going to cum again.

"Cummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmminnnnnng," she wailed beating the bed with her fists.

"Shit, wait, shit, shit." Tony groaned feeling her start to clamp down, he thrust hard and deeply, driving her forward, her knees coming off the bed with each slam into her solid body.

"Nooooooooooooo!" she cried when she felt him thrust deeply into her, his hands were outstretched over the bed on the wall, it was just her pussy and his cock connecting them together. He felt his nuts rumble and then he was pissing cum into her pussy. More than when she had held him.

Morgan screamed at the top of her lungs, over and over as each scalding hot stream of cum juice poured into her, filling her, swamping her pussy, going straight to her womb, soaking into her pussy walls, then leaking out down her spread lips to the bed below, coating her thighs with his goodness.

Tony sank to his knees his cock slipping from her, he lay his face on her ass, his hands stroking her thighs. She slowly fell over. Tony moved up and took her in his arms from behind, cuddling her, holding her tits in his hands, massaging them, being careful, he had been a little rough on her.

Morgan wiggled back against him sighing deeply. Tony kissed her neck, pulling her hair back so he could get at the smooth skin. Morgan reached back to hold his head in her hand.

"Do you think I'm a whore, or a slut?" she asked softly.

"No, don't you ever say that, your sweet and beautiful and I goolgody you," he told her in a soft voice. Filled with emotion.

Morgan smiled and closed her eyes, she was so tired.

"Happy Birthday, big boy," she sighed as she drifted off to sleep in his arms.

Tony rested his chin on her shoulder, he closed his eyes and wondered if Morgan would want to learn how to suck cock, he had dreamed of it for so long, but that was for another day. Right then, his cock was out of commission, but he would be ready after a nap. He snuggled up to Morgan and closed his eyes.

To Be Continued...

 

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