Chapter 2

Tony awoke slowly, he was still groggy from sleep, he opened his eyes. He was confused at first, he was not in his room. He was in a very feminine room. A huge smile formed on his lips, he forgot, he was no longer a virgin.

Morgan rolled over, she mumbled something he didn't understand and snuggled up closer to him, her hand came to rest on his chest. He could feel her hot breath on his neck. She bought one leg over his legs and stretched her long leg down along his, her foot stretching past his. She was six foot six, he five foot ten and they were made for each other.

Tony gently stroked her chestnut hair, pulling it from her face, he reached over and touched her face, genlty running his fingers over her cheeks, he touched her eyelids, down her nose to her lips, they were so soft, so kissable.

He looked down her long body. He felt a tingle, he smiled as he gazed up on her beautiful body. How in the world could she think she was unbecoming. For so long he had dreamed of being with her, but had been unable to approach her. Then screwing up his courage and asking her out.

He had gotten suspended for fighting, grounded for the same offense by his parents. He had not explained that an insensitive blowhard had been egging Tony on, by calling him Mighty Mouse and making comments about Morgan that were not conductive to a mutual exchange of information. So Tony had introduced the blowhard to his fists. He had cold cocked him and then they had rolled around on the floor, perhaps it was the passion he felt, or because he was just tired of taking shit from assholes, he kicked the blowhard's ass.

Morgan had become somewhat of a celebrity because of his fighting. For his seventeenth birthday he had been expecting a special dinner from Morgan, he did get to eat, but it was between the legs of his beautiful girlfriend. He had bought her to three orgasms to his one, then they had collapsed in exhaustion. He had never felt anything so right in his entire life.

Morgan's eyes fluttered open, she drew back for an instant, her eyes wide in shock at a man in her bed, and she was snuggled up to him. Then she broke into a huge smile, she buried her face in his neck and pulled him close, hugging him tight.

"How's my big boy doing?" she asked referring not to him but another part of him.

"Getting excited real quick." he mumbled as she bit at his neck.

"We did pretty good, didn't we?" she asked blushing.

"I guess so, it sure felt good." he told her while gently stroking her breasts with his fingers, lightly touching her nipples, feeling them respond.

"Do you feel okay? I mean we got kind of rough there. I thought I was going to pass out there at the end." he told her.

"Tony, it was perfect, I couldn't believe how you made me feel." she laughed and threw her long arms up, she stretched her body out.

"Oh God, just do that once a day and I'll do anything for you?" Tony said in awe of her beautiful body.

Morgan rested her hands on her tummy, she crossed her ankles.

"When I was a kid, I used to crouch and walk slumped over so I could fit in. But I never did, it just made me look more freakish, like I had a humpback" she told him, looking over at him.

"I remember. I used to wish I could talk to you, but I was afraid everyone would laugh at me. Maybe we both had to be so lonely, that we just had no other choice but to find each other. I knew you were the one Morgan." he said placing his hand over hers.

Morgan took his hand and let him entwine his fingers in hers. He leaned over and kissed her cheek.

"Tony, would you mind... " she began to say and he cut her off.

"Morgan, you don't have to be embarassed, If there is something you want to do to me, please feel free, I'm your's now." he said poking her side.

Morgan laughed and pushed him back, she scrambled up to her knees, she placed both hands on his chest, laying him flat. Michelle threw her legs over his waist, she reached down and pulled his cock straight, she pressed her pussy down on his length, she undulated her hips, rubbing herself along his length, she felt his last deposit still leaking from her, lubricating his member to extreme hardness, it tried to raise up, pressing tightly against her lips.

"Jesus." he moaned looking up at her.

"See what you did to me. Three months ago, I couldn't talk to a boy. Now here I am, no longer a virgin, trying to get you hard so I can give you my first blow job." she cooed, leaning further over him.

Tony reached up to hold her tits, he let his hands caress, he squeezed.

"Tony, a little while ago you were trying tear these babies off my chest, are you scared of them?" she asked teasing him. She kept her hips moving.

"I'm just warming them up, keeping them on standby until I can do a proper job on them." he said staring up at her.

She gazed into his eyes.

"Tony where are your glasses?" she asked looking around.

In the mad struggle to get going on their discovery of each other she could not remember if he had taken them off.

"I think you knocked them off when I was eating you, your legs were going a little wild." he said.

"Can you see me at all, or am I just a blur?" she asked leaning and looking over the side of the bed, she stayed over him and reached down, she picked up his glasses, she reached for a tissue and sat atop him breathing on his glasses, she cleaned them slowly, making a big deal out of it.

He reached for them. Morgan pulled them back. She gently placed them on his face, pushing up on the bridge.

"How's that?' she asked.

Tony put his hands behind his head.

"Wow, have I told you how beautiful you are and that I love you?" he asked her.

"Not enough you haven't." she responded and began moving off his body.

"Hey." he complained.

She stood at the end of the bed.

"How do I do this?' she asked him, her hands on her hips, she studied his fifteen inch cock.

"How the hell should I know?" he asked her, leaning up on his elbows.

"Well, your the boy, don't you guys plan this stuff, or read about it on the net?" she asked him.

"Sure but a story is different from real life, none of that shit really happens for real." he said.

"Move back as far as you can and I'll lay between your legs." she said.

Tony scooted back against the headboard her bed. He reached to stroke his cock and she slapped his hands away as she climbed onto the bed.

"This wont work Tony." maybe if you sit on the edge of the bed.

"You'll get rug burns on your knees. The way you like to wear shorts, I don't think you want to be walking around with scabs on your knees." he said.

Morgan was stumped.

Tony rolled off the bed, he grabbed her hand dragging her as much as possible from the bed.

"Where we going?" she asked giggling. He always had such good ideas.

Tony took her to the dining room, he pulled out a chair and had her sit, then he hopped up on the table, he lay back.

"Ta da." he said.

Morgan grinned, it was perfect, she pulled her chair up.

"Pull a couple of chairs over so I can put my feet on them." he said.

Morgan did as she was told. She rested her elbows on his knees, then she began to inspect his cock.

She wrapped her hand around the root. Morgan had always hated that she had big hands, capable of palming a basket ball, she had always wished she had little dainty hands. Now she wouldn't trade for anything. She gripped his cock in a firm grip.

"Does that hurt?" she asked him.

"Morgan as long as you aren't hiding a knife, or use your teeth, you can pretty much do anything to a guys cock and it won't hurt." he said raising up and seeing her holding him.

Morgan moved close, her hot breath caressed his taut skin, she marveled at the size of him, she inspected he head with her fingers, gently stroking him with her right hand while inspecting the hole in the mushroom shaped helmet.

"You aren't going to shoot your stuff out all over me are you?" she asked smiling at him.

"I that a question, or a request?" he asked her.

"A question." she said positive she didn't want a face full of his hot cream.

"No, not yet, I'll warn you when I'm close." he said laughing, this was to fucking incredible.

"What's so funny, is it ticklish?" she asked like a student in class asking questions about an experiment.

"No honey, it ain't ticklish." he said shaking his head.

Morgan gave his cock a full pump with her hand, he was slick with her juices, but it felt sticky.

She noticed a white bubble form in the hole, she squeezed forcing more out.

"What's this stuff, is it cum?" she asked realizing that the words were coming easier to her. She wanted to get to know his cock, it was her buddy now. She wanted to make it happy, she wanted to make him happy.

"No, I think that's like a lubricant, that's what makes your pussy slick, although the way you get wet, I don't think it matters much." he said laying back and just going with the feeling.

"You know, my mom would kill us if she saw me blowing you on the dining room table." she said continuing to swipe his cock head, smearing his pre cum over his cock, her fist moved easily over his length. She could feel it throbbing and jerking. She could actually feel it grow even harder. It was so gorgeous, full of veins and one big one running up the underside to the head of his cock.

Morgan licked it, tasting it. She ran her tongue up it's length and he sat up again.

He watched this beautiful young woman licking his cock with her tongue. There was no way any of the girls in school would have taken his cock in their mouths, it was simply to big, the head the size of a small apple, the staff as thick as a coke can.

Since he hit puberty he had been ashamed of his cock, just as she had been ashamed of her height, or her large hands and feet, but on her they were not large, the were proportional to her body.

Morgan pressed her lips to the staff of his cock and ran her lips up and down, she cradled his balls in her hand, the were full, large, the nuts like chicken eggs in a basket, no wonder he came so much, she wondered if all men came like he did. She really didn't care, as far as she was concerned this was the cock she was going to grow old with.

She scooted closer, and pressed her lips to the head of his cock, kissing it. She opened her lips and began to slide them over the head, taking him into her mouth, she locked her lips behind the ridge that ran around the head of his cock. She pulled her lips up, making a popping sound.

"Yummy." she gurgled and swallowed.

"Oh fuck Morgan." he groaned, trying to keep still.

Morgan used her teeth on the ridge, slipping her lips over the crown then pulling back, scraping him with her teeth.

"Allright, I was wrong, you can use your teeth and it wont hurt, just don't bite." he said.

Michelle bit, gently, let go and bit again.

"Arrrrrrggggggg, shit, you are bad Morgan." he said happily.

She slapped the head of his cock against her tongue. She grinned mischievously and sank her head down over him, his cock entered her mouth and hit the back of her throat.

She gagged and coughed her face turning red.

"I don't think your going to be able to get much in your mouth." he said concerned that she might hurt herself in her eagerness to blow him.

"What will you give me if I can take half of it, she said encircling his cock with her thumb and fore finger about half way down, showing him how much she was going to get into her mouth and throat.

"A hot load of cum for sure." he said laughing with her.

"Deal." she said and tried it again, she gagged and coughed again. She raised her head up, she had a determined look on her face as she once more sank her lips over the head of his cock, then began pushing down, she stopped when she felt the urge. She jacked his cock, keeping it rock hard, she kept her fingers around the middle, so he would know when she had won.

She pushed again and felt the head enter her throat, she was sweating and her face was burning, she was getting turned on. She didn't think sucking a cock could turn a girl on. She pushed a little more controlling the gag reflex.

"Son of a bitch. Morgan don't your going to... " he couldn't finish she pushed her head down and felt his cock expanding her throat, she swallowed, her throat muscled caressing his length.

Her eyes looked up at him.

He had his closed.

She slapped his tummy hard, her looked down and she pointed at her eyes, she wanted him to watch.

"Okay." he agreed watching.

Morgan's lips moved up as she moved her head up and then forced down once again. Slowly, breathing through her nose, she pushed down, tears ran from her eyes, running down her cheeks.

Tony reached down to wipe them away with his thumbs.

"Morgan please don't hurt yourself, please." he begged.

She had been about to pull up, unable to go further, she pushed down and her lips met her fingers. She began to jerk his cock with her hand, she pulled her lips up slowly with a loud gurgling sound and then she slurped, a his cock was shiny with her spit, a string connected his cock and her lips.

She pumped her fist over his cock.

"One day, I'm going to get it all, I may choke to death, but one day." she said dreamily, her eyes were glassy looking. She dove onto him again, she started bobbing her head over his cock, making the head of his cock enter her throat and then exit, she opened her mouth as wide as possible, it was a tight fit.

"Honey, slow down, Morgan, sweetie, if you don't slow down... Morgan... Morgan... Mor... " his voice faded away.