The Nerd-Part 2

I opened my eyes to find my new lover, the delectable tiny Morgan, spooning in front of me. Her hand lay behind her body gently stroking my growing cock. No wonder I woke up. I responded by caressing her breast, teasing her nipple. She squirmed against me. “I was wondering when you’d wake up,” she whispered. Hearing this, Marti, my computer, sprung to life.

“Good morning, sir. Good morning, Morgan. I hope you don’t mind that I listened to your conversation last night. I found it most enlightening, but what does ‘Ungghh’ mean? It is not in my data banks.”

“’Ungghh’ means you should just mind your own business,” I responded. “Start the coffee but don’t have it ready for 15 minutes.”

“I think you’d better make that 20 minutes,” said Morgan.

“OK, then, 20 minutes—and ignore any ‘ungghh’s’ you might hear.”

Morgan rolled over to face me, rubbing her tiny tits into my chest. I moved to kiss her but she turned away. “Morning breath,” she said.

“I don’t care. Come over here and kiss me.’ She moved up making her delicious lips available. I kissed her, tenderly at first, simultaneously sliding my finger into her pussy. She was still sticky from last night’s deposits but some gentle rubbing soon brought forth her natural lube. My cock was now rock hard and aching for relief so I lifted her leg over me, leaned forward and entered her for the second time. No wasted condom this time—it was skin on skin. She was so tight. It was like putting my cock into a strong circular vise. I could feel her muscles grip me as I moved in and out toward our inevitable orgasm. Morgan raised her leg even higher, bringing her pussy perpendicular to my body. Her flexibility, combined with the friction she was producing, was driving me wild. Harder and harder I drove into her supple young body. She met every thrust with one of her own forcing my erection deep into her pussy until I struck the barrier presented by her cervix. She gasped audibly when I forced my way into her womb. I was getting close so I reached down to tickle her clit. She responded immediately—panting, shaking, and trying to pull my body even closer to her. I started another kiss just as she shook uncontrollably, squirting all over my cock and balls. That was all I needed. I shot stream after stream after stream of hot cum into her womb. I hoped she was honest when she told me she was on the pill. Throughout our ordeal there were at least six “Ungghh’s” so I expected to hear about it from Marti.

We lay entwined with each other until suddenly, “Your coffee is ready, sir,” we heard Marti announce. “And I heard several more of those ‘Ungghh’s’ in the interim. I wish you would add that to my data bank so I would know what to do.”

“All I can tell you,” I responded, “is that it signifies a very pleasurable experience.” Morgan chuckled as we held each other close.

“Thank you, sir. Now I know that you are enjoying yourself when I hear that sound. I had never heard it before last night. Does that mean that you had never enjoyed yourself before?”

“Yes, I have enjoyed myself, but this signifies a special kind of pleasure—sexual pleasure. Look that up in your data banks.”

“Yes, sir, I have already begun to do that. I understand now. There is a special kind of pleasure associated with sex. Is that right?”

‘Yes, now if you don’t mind we’ll get our coffee and breakfast. Turn yourself off for an hour.”

I pulled Morgan from the bed. Totally naked we trod off to the kitchen. Pouring the coffee, I removed some bacon, sausage, and eggs from the fridge. We enjoyed our coffee, a Kona blend I imported directly from the Big Island, while I started breakfast. My range has a built-in griddle so once it had heated up I added several bacon strips and sausage links to the hot surface.