My First Date with Morgan

Contains: male on futa, futanari, large cocks, lots of cum.

Inspired by Bluebl8d's OC Morgan, a fanfic really, allthough I tweaked some things here and there.

Enjoy!;)

It was around midday in fall, the temperatures slightly chilly. I was sitting in a good restaurant, my fingers drumming the table nervously. I had arrived a bit early, eager to finally meet Morgan, a girl I had met on tinder. We've been talking a lot, and hit it off really well, and I even developed a crush on her. Unfortunately, we were only able to find a date 2 months into talking, as both our schedules had been filled with college finals.

And here she came. Through the door came the prettiest, cutest girl I had ever seen, my heart thumping at the sight. Long, hazel hair tied in two ponytails that still reached past her waist, a blue blouse under a jacket that hid her moderate, but beautiful breasts. Her waist was thin, accentuated by well-formed hips that were covered by a short tie-around skirt, with tight dark pants underneath that shielded from the cold.

She looked around for a moment, before she saw me slightly waving at her with a smile. As she approached, a slight blush on her face complemented by a few freckles, I stood up and took her into a hug that she slightly leaned into.

"Hey Morgan, I'm so happy to finally meet you in person." I said earnestly as we separated from the greeting hug.

"Hi Jake! Me too! Finally we both have some time!" The cute girl said with a chuckle.

We both sat down, smiles on out faces.

"You look amazing." I complemented her. It made her blush, biting her lip subconsciously, making my heart skip a beat.

"T-thanks, you too..."

The situation was about to get awkward, but I knew that was bound to happen, so I had prepared.

"You-"

"Do-"

We both said at the same time, my face getting red. Morgan chuckled.

"You first." She said.

I had already forgotten what I was going to say.

"Uhh... "

"You also forgot what you were going to say?" Morgan asked, before we both laughed.

Great start, I told myself.

"What do you want to drink? Don't hold back." I asked with a smile. I had saved up for tonight.

"You sure?" She asked, to which I nodded.

"In that case, do you want to go with some wine? A glass of white?"

"Sounds good." I agreed. I had no preferences.

"Soo... how did your exams go?" She asked shyly.

"I think I did well. I lucked out as the questions were mostly on things I studied for the most."

"That's great! You do economics, right?" Morgan asked excitedly.

"Yeah. And you? Did you do well? Biology, am I correct?"

"Exactly. It went pretty good, I think. I hope."

"I'm sure you did amazing!"

"Thanks."

The awkward smalltalk continued for a bit longer before we could order our drinks and food. The waiter suggested a wine that was on the cheaper side, to which I thanked him inwardly, and Morgan also held back on her food order.

While we were talking before we met, we found out that we both had a passion for books and old movies.

"... no no no! Officer Sanders only became interesting after the third book! I was bored to death every time he had one of his monologues."

Morgan argued lively.

"What do you mean? He's cool, calculating, and an absolute badass! Sure, the monologues are a bit long, but that's part of his character!"

I retorted, enjoying the friendly argument.

She crossed her arms and looked away in defiance, which I felt was...

"So cute..."

"Huh?" She turned back to me, blushing profusely, her hands going under the table.

Then I realized.

"I said that out loud? Haha..." I asked scratching the back of my head with an embarrassed smile.

Morgan was just looking at me, a shy expression, her face still beet red as she slightly sucked on her lip.

"...thanks..." she stammered, which made my heart go wild again.

There is no way in hell being this cute is allowed. No way! I could even feel something heating up in my pants.

Thankfully, the food came right after, smelling delicious.

As Morgan went to pick up her utensils, a thump knocked from under the table, making the glasses shake slightly.

"Oh sorry! That was, uh my knee... i'm a bit clumsy." She hastily explained, still blushing, which in my eyes only made it cuter.

"No worries. I hope your food is good."

We both dug in, enjoying the delicious food, exchanging a few glances, smiles and comments in between.

When it was done, we both had happy smiles on our faces.

"That was really nice, thank you, Jake." She thanked me.

"No problem. I'm glad you enjoyed it. Want some desert?"

Her eyes sparkled at that word, and she immediately began nodding.

I had to laugh.

"Good, me too."

We asked for the menu and got to selecting.

"I want to try the cheesecake, but i'm not sure if I can finish it on my own. Want to share?" Morgan asked.

"Sounds great."

As we talked more, with each word she spoke, I liked her even better. Morgan was funny, cute, energetic, and stood by her arguments. We made each other laugh, and she also seemed to enjoy herself, which made me relax.

The dessert plate came, was devoured by us, and left just as quickly. As we waited for the bill, a happy silence settled in.

"You know, Jake, it's a bit embarrassing to say this, but this is the first date i've ever been on. I'm loving it so far, so thank you." Morgan said earnestly.

"Really? You could be pulling guys left and right! While this might not be my first date, it is by far the best one i've had."

Morgan blushed with a slight smile as she heard that.

"Matter of fact," I continued, "do you have any plans for the rest of the day?"

"Not at all! You... have anything in mind?" She asked almost to eagerly.

I had to chuckle, but then fell silent.

I had no ideas!

"Well... I want to get to know you better... so maybe... the park?" I said without much confidence. 'Great job, Jake. The park.' Really?

But Morgan's eyes lit up.

"Sounds great! I haven't been to the northern park yet, and I heard they have really pretty lakes and hand carved bridges..."

"Sound like fun." I said with a smile.

I wiped the sweat from my forehead inwardly.

The bill eventually came, and after paying we left.

The park was only ten minutes or so away, so we walked, talking about random things.

We commented on the outfits of the people around us, the bikes that keep almost causing accidents, and so forth.

I couldn't help but glance at her long hair gently flowing in the wind.

"I love your hair, it's beautiful." I commented, causing her to blush, making her happy.

"Thank you! I put a lot of care into it!" She said proudly, and I could tell.

Soon we reached the park, and it was stunning. I also hadn't visited it, so I enjoyed the leisurely stroll, with the beauty by my side.

At one point I heard a bell from our back, when I grabbed Morgan's hand and pulled her to my side as a bike rushed by, nearly hitting her.

She ended up with her head pressed against my chest. Something soft was pressing into my knee, but I didn't really think about it. Yet, with her so close to me for the first time, my heart couldn't help but beat wildly.

"Oh- sorry."

I stammered after being zoned out while looking into her pretty blue eyes, myself blushing and looking away as we separated, yet our hands were still entangled.

"Thank you..." she said almost too quietly for me to hear.

We began walking again, but with an awkward silence in the air, still holding hands. From the corner of my eye, I could see her biting her lip.

Eventually, the wind picked up.

I offered her my jacket, to which she refused. Hers seemed thicker than mine, after all.

There were very few people around, and at one point I saw a secluded bench that sat in the sun.

"Want to take a seat here?"

"Yeah, sounds good." Morgan nodded.

Just as we got to the bench, a large gust of wind hit us, taking her somewhat untied skirt with it, flying away much quicker than we could reach it.

"Damn it!" Morgan exclaimed. She turned away from me, looking around frantically.

"Oh shit, I think it might have might have come undone when I pulled you to the side." I said a bit guilty.

"No no, it's not that... fuck." I heard her say, her back still turned to me.

I walked over to her, gently grabbing her hand.

"Are you ok? Come, let's take a seat." I said as I pulled her gently to the bench, to which she seemed a bit reluctant.

I turned to her, noticing her hesitation. "Do you feel...wow"

My eyes fell to where the skirt had been previously. Her figure was magnificent, but that's not what caught my eye, no.

Down her left leg-hole, stuffed in with her thigh, was a huge bulge that reached her knee.

My mouth was wide open, my brain short circuited.

"Fuck, I knew this was a bad idea!" Morgan said with teary eyes, noticing the direction of my gaze. She wiped her eyes, turned away, ready to walk away.

That's when I snapped back, noticing the situation escalating. I held her hand strongly.

"Morgan, wait!"

She didn't look at me. "I shouldn't have come. Sorry, Jake." Her voice was shaky, broken. She was about to pull away.

"I like you." I blurted out.

Morgan stopped pulling.

"I don't care about that. You're funny, intelligent, energetic and extremely fun to be around. And the prettiest girl i've ever met." I confessed, my heart beating rapidly.

Morgan turned to face me, slowly. I could see tears in her eyes, her face red.

"Really?"

"Really really."

"But- but I have a h- huge-"

"And?"

"You really don't mind?" She asked hesitantly.

"Not at all." I answered with the gentlest, kind smile I could muster.

I saw it twitching from the corner of my eye, but not breaking eye contact.

Morgan slowly walked towards me, then giving me a hug.

"Thank you." She sniffed. "I- really like you too."

My shoulders visibly relaxed as I hugged her back. Both out faces red.

That's when I felt something hardening against my knee.

"O-oh my god, sorry!" She said, taking a step back, failing at trying to cover her huge penis hardening.

I only chuckled, took my jacket off, and handed it to her.

"Here."

"Thanks..."

It was awkwardly quiet for a bit.

"Soo... should we sit?" I suggested.

"Yeah..."

We sat at the bench, Morgan to my left, my arm on her shoulder, my jacket wrapped around her waist.

It was quiet for a while, both not knowing what to say.

Eventually, I spoke.

"I guess I know now why I'm your first date."

Morgan nodded.

"I had actually given up on relationships long ago, only making a tinder for fun. But then I talked to you..."

"And you just couldn't resist, huh?" I asked with a shameless grin, granting me a glare from her.

It turned quiet again.

"Soo..." I started, "are you, like, a guy or-"

"No! No!" She eagerly said. "I'm a girl, I just, have both..." by the end of it, her voice had almost squeaked in embarrassment.

"That's cool. Plus, you're putting every other guy on earth to shame."

"Stop! This is already embarrassing enough!"

"Ok, i'm sorry, i'm sorry. You're just really cute when you get like that."

She turned even redder at my words, and I could see a bulge rising beneath my jacket. Her hands quickly pressed it down, her face looking down, not allowing me to see her.

I couldn't help but chuckle.

"Ah, this is so embarrassing!" She exclaimed.

When it calmed down, she took a deep breath. I could tell she was nervous, and this situation was entirely new to her. She was biting her lip again, but a smile was on her face.

"Morgan?"

"Hmm?" She turned to me.

I gently held her head and pulled us into a kiss.

At first she tensed up, before she relaxed a bit, returning it. My tongue entered her mouth, playing with hers, and she tried doing the same, but I could tell she never kissed before. I didn't care; I pulled her closer, one arm around her waist, the other on her neck, while her right hand landed on my thigh. Our breathing got heavier, hearts beating rapidly, as we enjoyed the beautiful moment to the fullest.

Then I heard a splurt.

I opened my eyes, looking down at her.

Morgan's cock stood at probably 18 or 20 inches, almost at eye level, stretching her pants to the max. My jacket had slid off, down to her waist, and I could see a large wet patch having formed at the tip of her majestic dick.

Morgan noticed that I had stopped momentarily, broke the kiss, and looked in horror at her proud prick.

It splurged again with a jerk of her mast, the patch growing larger, drizzling down.

Morgan immediately turned away from me, pressing the rod down and quickly pulling my jacket over it again.

"Fuck, this is so embarrassing!"

I had to stop myself from laughing.

"I think it's hot." I teased.

"You're making it worse!"

After a while, she had calmed down.

Turning back to me, she showed a beautiful smile.

"Sorry about that... it was my first kiss, and I didn't think that would happen..."

"That's completely fine. If it makes you feel better, my first kiss made me jizz my pants while I had a bunch of friends around me. I still don't hear the end of it." I laughed.

"I didn't cu-! It was just pre..." she said the last part so quietly I almost didn't catch it.

Only pre? I was astonished at the quantity.

"But thank you for the kiss! It was really nice."

"I agree."

Morgan leaned into me, a happy smile on her face.

"Aren't you cold?" She asked at some point.

"Nah, I'm fine. You're warm. But if you're cold, we could go inside somewhere..."

It would be weird to invite her home, now, right?

Morgan nodded. She seemed like she had a suggestion.

"Should we... do you..."

"Hmm?"

"Sh- should we g- go to my place?" Morgan asked nervously, her fingers fidgeting.

I gulped.

"Sounds good..." I replied, also nervously.

Morgan and I made our way out of the park, hailing a cab. The ride took 15 minutes, during which we held hands, and Morgan was visibly nervous.

When we arrived, Morgan pulled me into an apartment building. During the elevator ride up, we were both giddy. I couldn't help but give her a quick kiss, making her blush.

We shortly walked through a hallway, before stopping at a door. She unlocked it and let me in first.

"What a gentleman." I chuckled.

She took off her jacket, then mine, handing it back to me, also taking off her shoes right after, so did i.

"Thank you for that. Well, this is my apartment. It's cosy, but nice."

I looked around. It was a one room apartment with the bathroom to the side. There was a queen-sized bed, a couch in front of a tv, a small kitchen and a desk with a pc. It was indeed cosy, but nice.

"You have great taste" I complimented her.

"Haha thank you, I put much care in it."

I turned to her; our faces close to each other despite the height difference. I couldn't wait anymore.

Our lips met, tongues entangled, playing with each other. I held her waist close to me, her one arm around my neck and the other on my back. My own erection was starting to press into her belly, and soon after I felt hers rising between my legs. I traced my hand along the side of her body from the chest to her hips, circling around her backside and slipping under her shirt. Her slim, warm back was slightly sweaty. Morgan started unbuttoning my shirt, slowly but steadily, sometimes stopping to put her small hand on my bare chest, feeling my heartbeat. I could feel her cock twitch between my legs, my own straining against its restraints.

Soon, my shirt was off, and I pulled away to take it off completely, taking a breather before diving right back into it. I pulled her shirt right off from her, letting it fall behind her. Morgan's hands moved to my belt, unbuckling it, opening the button of my pants, too.

Before she could get any further, I stepped back quickly to free her shaft from my legs, stepped in so it was on the side of my body, before picking her up by her ass. She yelped a bit in surprise, her cock now pressed beneath my armpits, before we resumed our passionate exchange.

As I felt her gorgeous bottom in my hands, I carried her over to the bed, both of is breathing heavily already.

I set her down on the bed, moving to remove my pants. As I did so, she removed her bra, exposing two beautiful E cup tits that complemented her figure.

My pants went down with my underwear, exposing my own rock-hard cock at a bit more than 6 inches, above average, but paling in comparison to hers.

I gently pushed her back onto the bed after a quick kiss and grabbed onto the side of her pants. She tensed up as I pulled it down slowly, exposing inch by inch. First over her thick ass, the base of her proud member showing. Then a bit more, showing the true girth of it, about the same as the thickest part of my forearm. When I pulled some more, I found two beautiful, grapefruit sized balls, full of her own secret recipe. The more I pulled, the more of her sexy, thick thighs and throbbing cock I discovered, until I got to the knees. There, her left leg was coated in tons of precum, her pants soaked with it. Then, few inches past the knee, her cock finally sprung up, free of its constraints, pulling strings of precum like melted cheese, almost hitting my face. I gulped at the size, smiling as I looked at the blushing beauty that was covering her mouth with one hand.

Her pants were finally off, and I saw her naked form in full view, savoring it.

"Fuck, you're hot." I couldn't help but say. Morgan bit her lip.

I grabbed her under her thighs again, her prick lying on my shoulder before it slapped down sideways onto her belly, more pre gushing onto the blanket, to push her further into the bed. Then I climbed on, kneeling before her legs before leaning over her, slowly descending before our bodies were pressed against each other, dicks between us, going for another deep kiss. One hand of mine went to gently rub one of her nipples, causing her to moan into the kiss. Her own hands were slung around my neck as I played with her tits for a while before I moved the same hand slowly downwards across her tummy, to the base of her cock. I touched it a bit, but that wasn't the main objective. My hand went further down, slightly gripping onto one of her large nuts. Morgan gasped as I began to play with it. Slightly squeezing, pinching the skin, tugging on it. I heard and felt multiple spurts of pre rushing through her cock, each making her moan. I broke the kiss, moving to her lean neck, kissing it lightly, slowly moving to her shoulder, my hand now having started to play with the clit that hid behind her balls. Her pussy was soaked, begging for something to penetrate her, but it will have to wait a bit longer.

Morgan was moaning slightly, grasping onto my back.

Then, I stuck two fingers into her wet slit. She moaned loudly, a big load of precum shooting through her cock. As I began to finger her, one of her hands finally moved to my own cock, her small hand grasping it, stroking it slowly. I let out a muffled groan at her touch, going back to kissing her on the lips.

I added another finger into her pussy, increasing the pace at which they fucked her. Morgan carefully bit my lips between our plentiful kisses, getting more active. Her hand around my cock had increased in speed too, ever so slightly, her grip on it stronger.

With my thumb of my occupied hand, I started rubbing her clitoris as I fingered her, when I felt her walls constrict. She bit her lip, squirming, legs clamped around mine as an orgasm rocked her body. She moaned loudly, her hand having stopped stroking me as I felt juices fighting against my hand to escape, and her balls churning as a large amount of precum, more than before, sullied the bed beside her head. She arched her back, legs trembling as waves of sensation and pleasure rolled over her.