The Nerd – Part 3

Chapter 1

We fell asleep holding each other lip to lip. We woke up in exactly the same position, except that Morgan was gently licking my lips, her leg over my hip. “Good morning, sleepyhead,” she said softly. I opened my eyes, slid my free arm up from her waist to her neck, gently pulling her even closer. We started our day with a warm tender kiss—one that lasted almost five minutes. I pulled back, stroking her face. She may have looked like a little kid but she was all woman, and she was all mine.

“Can I ask you a question? I’m thrilled you changed your mind—but why? What happened between yesterday morning and last night?”

One thing about Morgan—she was very direct. She leaned her head up on her left hand and caressed my face with her right. Then she looked me square in the eyes and answered. “I had to go home yesterday to change my clothes. My mom was there. She asked me why I stayed the night—our first night. I tried to tell her all about you—how we met, how we went to your place, and, yes, how we made love. Mostly, I told her how you treated me. You’re the first man who treated me like a real woman. That’s when I realized—I wanted YOU! All the other guys I went out with, well, they’d fuck me, sure, but when they were done they’d tell everyone it was like fucking a little kid. How embarrassed they were; how funny it was. One guy even said it was pathetic. Can you imagine how I felt? I’m 22 years old and I’ve never had any hope of a real relationship until now. I just can’t afford to let you get away. I’ll do anything to hold on to you—anything.”

“Anything?” I asked with a smirk as I slowly slid a finger first into her surprisingly wet pussy and then into her tight ass. Morgan spread her legs further to encourage me and gave me a low guttural moan to express her approval. “Yes… anything; I know you want to fuck my ass. I’m kind of scared. I’ve heard it can hurt like hell, but I trust you so I’m going to let you do it. No…that’s not quite right…I want you to do it—very much. It felt so wonderful, so exciting last night. If that’s what your fingers feel like I can’t begin to guess what your wonderful cock is going to feel like. I want you to do it and I want it now.”

“Now?”

“Why not? We’re in bed, we’re naked, and we’re definitely in the mood. Get some lube and let’s go!”

I sat up and moved to the night table. Opening the door I removed a small box with all my condoms, sex toys, and lube. I found some gel lube in a corner and turned back to my lover. “We’re going to take it slow—really, really slow. In fact we may not even get very far this morning, but I promise you we will definitely do it. I want to do it right so you’ll want to do it again, and again, and again.” She smiled and then laughed. Kneeling on the bed she threw both arms around my neck and pressed her naked body against mine. Her skin was warm and smooth in contrast to mine. Her tongue sought and found mine as our passion rose to unbelievable heights. She took the lube, put a generous dollop on her finger, and applied it directly to her asshole. She worked it in with her finger, sighing with pleasure as she did. She removed her finger and rubbed the remaining gel all around my forefinger. Then she turned around, and, kneeling, leaned forward onto her elbow pulling my hand toward her eager rosebud. I probed gently, working my finger all around before slowly pushing it in. The lube made it easy. Soon I was able to move all the way in and back out rapidly. I picked up the pace and as I did Morgan rotated her hips both to further encourage me and to increase her pleasure. Now I lubed my middle finger and, withdrawing from her butt, placed both tips together before again pushing back in. There was some resistance now but her anus was adjusting to the presence of my fingers. Patiently I slid even more into her ass until my fingers were about halfway into her. I started to slide them in and out little by little, figuring this was the best way to expand and adjust her muscles to accommodate the girth of my cock. I rotated my fingers to simulate something cylindrical in her butt. She surprised me with how easily her ass was able to accommodate my digits. “I think I’m ready,” she said, turning and smiling. “This feels really great and it’s not hurting me at all.”

“OK, I’ll give it a try, but I want you to promise you’ll tell me if it hurts.”

“I will, I promise.”

I opened the lube and spread it generously over my pulsing erection. Placing it at the entrance to her hole, I placed my hands on her hips and applied a little pressure. Her anus spread in response. The gel worked its magic and I slid gently into her. I checked her face for signs of pain. “OK?” I asked.

“Yes, I can feel some pressure on my butt. It’s kinda like having a really big bowel movement—only a hell of a lot more fun.” I kept up the pressure and suddenly heard an audible “POP,” indicating the head had passed her sphincter. “That’s the hard part,” I said, “I’m in.” Suddenly, she lunged back, forcing my cock straight into her bowel. When her ass reached my abdomen she turned again. “I’m OK…no… much better than OK.