Morgan loses her virginity. You watch!

You went home and got ready for your date with Kate. You were super horny once again, and you texted Bill what “they” were up to. As if just asking about him wouldn't be enough. Bill said they are going to order a pizza and hang out and Morgan's. He said “Netlix and chill”.

You replied. “You're totally just going to have sex with her aren't you. Lol!” For some reason you did find it funny.

He responded. “Probably dude.” It got your cock hard. But you thought about what Morgan had said, and you really did want to have REAL sex for once. It had been a while, now that you thought about it. You hadn't fucked Morgan in over a week, maybe two. You really couldn't remember. That felt odd, but it didn't upset you as much as it should have. You had cum more in the past few weeks than you had in your entire life.

You got ready and picked up Kate at her house. She came out in a tight top, that showed she had a large gut, and tight black jeans that she must have struggled to get in. Her brown hair was down, and her make-up was done nicely. She did have a cute face, and as she walked by your car to the passenger side you saw her large ass. It was huge, and it did make your cock tingle a bit. Her tits were large as well. You thought, and you kissed her when she got in.

“Hey babe,” she called you, and you drove the restaurant. The conversation was about work and life, and the normal things that a couple talks about. You had three beers, and she had two glasses of wine. You decided to take a shot, and she joined you. You were actually feeling really good, and Kate was starting to smell and look much better.

“Morgan has been going nuts all day,” Kate finally brought her up. You didn't want to. You asked why. “She's nervous about that work party with Bill,” Kate added, you remembered it was this Thursday. It was part of the “deal”. She'd start as Bill's girl one day earlier this week. He had a work party. It was odd for him to go, as most people hated him. “She wants to shove it in some guys face....Don or something.”

“Doug,” you added. You knew him. He hated Bill. Thought he was better than Bill. He had hit on Morgan numerous times when you saw him out. Right in front of you.

“You know him,” she asked, and she got her stuff, as you both prepared to leave.

You nodded, “Yeah he is an asshole. I've met him”.

The two of you went to a movie across the street. You bought her popcorn, and ONE drink, recalling Morgan's lessons. When you sat down, you thought about how YOUR date with Morgan ended, and how well Bill's was when he showed up. So you did what he did, and you brought her to the back aisle, and you kissed her deeply. She responded to the kiss, and you were making out for most of the movie. She occasionally rubbed your cock over your jeans, and you felt her boobs, but she wouldn't go under the clothes. It was refreshing but frustrating.

“Let's go to my place,” you asked her. She agreed, and you both went to your place. You continued to make out on the couch, and she let your hand glide down her jeans. You felt her folds as you searched for her pussy. She had on white panties, nothing too sexual, but they were cute. You found her pussy, and began to dip your fingers inside her. She was very wet, and a sopping noise filled the room.

“Do you have condoms?” She asked. Your ears began to ring at the question. You were going to have sex. The two of you were making out, and she was pulling your shirt off, and you got hers off, until you saw her large breasts covered only by a white bra. She was fat and heavy, but she had some tits. You cupped them in your hand, under the bra, and twisted her nipples. The two of you moved to your room.

As she pulled her pants off and you looked at her legs, you finally did miss Morgan's wonderful body. You grabbed a condom and put it over your dick. In your head it was Morgan on that bed. As you got on top of her, you put your tip at her large vagina.

“Go slow,” she kissed you ear.

You entered her. If you could imagine Morgan's face and body, you couldn't imagine her pussy. This pussy was wide, and open. It was loose, not from fucking but from her weight you guessed. Still it was the only pussy you'd had, and it felt like heaven. You picked up your pace. “FUCCCCCK!” You cried out, cumming hard. Cumming fully. But cumming in under two minutes. It was just like masturbating. Maybe you shouldn't do it so much. Your dick was used to cumming quick. It was embarrassing.

“What's wrong,” she asked as you stopped.

“I....I....” you didn't want to say it.

She just laughed. “It's fine. That was our first time. You were excited. It's cute to think I got you so turned on that way.” Truth is, she hadn't. Not even close. The past few days and weeks had you constantly worked up. Kate had nothing to do with it. But you'd have to stop jerking off.

You both put clothes back on and went to the den to watch TV. You turned on a movie and cuddled on the couch. Kate was texting. You wondered who, but your answer came quick. Bill texted you. “Nice dude. Finally got laid.”

It made you mad for some reason. Kate was texting Morgan, and they were laughing about it. “Yeah dude.” Is all you said.

Then he sent a picture of Morgan's ass bent over the coffee table, with his dick inside her. “You can Netflix and FUCK now dude. Try it.” It made you dick hard again. But not enough that you'd be able to fuck again. You weren't even sure if you wanted to. Her pussy was so loose, it didn't feel the same.

Either way, the two of you went to sleep. In the morning, Kate left and you went to work. That afternoon, Morgan asked if you wanted to come over that night. You said yes. It was a Monday, and she was back with you. You went to her place.

She wanted to go to the gym. You watched her in her yoga pants, and tight top and she did a full workout as you pretended to do yours. Your cock was hard as hell.

You got home, and you were watching TV on the couch. You leaned over and kissed Morgan's lips, and you grabbed her ass. “What has gotten into you,” she asked. Which was strange at this point. Still, she reached into your pants and began to slowly rub your cock. “Do you have any pictures of me in that outfit with the “Popular Slut” shirt and socks and stuff?” You nodded, and she told you to pull them up as she now began to jerk your cock harder.

You fumbled with your phone, and flipped through pics to get to the ones from this weekend. You found one Bill sent of her smiling and posing in the outfit. You had masturbated three times to the picture, and now, Morgan was doing it for you.

“DAMN!” She smiled looking at the picture. She was wearing shorts, and a loose top with her hair all over the place and no make-up. She was hot, but not like in the pictures. “I look fucking hot don't I? Like smoking hot in that outfit!” She gripped your cock harder and increased her speed. A bubble of cum began to leak out.

You nodded, “SO FUCKING HOT!” You shouted as a jet of cum sprayed up from your cock. It was one of the best orgasms you could remember having.

“Someone is excited,” Morgan laughed. She got up and went to the kitchen and wiped your cum from her hand with a paper towel. She kissed your cheek and you fell asleep while you watched TV. The orgasm was powerful and it ha you smiling.

The next day, the same routine. This time you were in the bath, and Morgan came in. She saw you sitting there, and knelt beside you. She still had on her yoga pants, with no socks and a tight green workout top. She looked great, and even smelled great. She began to slowly stroke your cock. It wasn't hard, and it looked a little small. Like baby small, but she began to rub it with her fingers.

“So you're ok with me going to Bill's work party,” she asked and your cock grew slightly.

You just nodded. “It's fine. I'll be ok,”

Morgan laughed. “Yeah, cause you'll be getting pussy now.” She put some of your body lotion on her hands and went back to jerking you. Your cock was literally growing with her words. “You know that guy Doug,” she asked.

“I remember him.” You told her.

“You do?” She asked, surprised. Which was odd since she met Doug with you and YOUR girlfriend.

You nodded again. “I met him.”

“Anyways, the guy is ALWAYS hitting on me,” she added, which again, you already knew. You'd talked about this before. “So I'm going to wear this tight black dress,” she said with her cock in your hand, her slow jerking not doing nearly as much as her words, which were making you now stand straight up. “I'm going to be all OVER Bill, like not even appropriate.”

“Aaaah,” you moaned close to cumming, not sure if it was what she was saying that was making you about to cum, or her hands.

“It's like got these straps so you can see my tits pretty much, and the materiel is basically see-through so.....”

“AAAAAAGGGGH!” You shouted as your cock jutted in her hands spraying cum up and then down into the water.

“Ahem....” she laughed as you were cumming, she continued to jerk you, “so I have to wear black panties or it will be too obvious.”

You rubbed her back lovingly. Like she was a child or something. “That was amazing.”

She kissed your cheek. “Yeah. I know.” She stood up and went out of the bathroom.

The next day, the same routine. Work and then a workout, and you had an erection the whole time, like a dog responding to a bell. Kate was texting you about tomorrow night. Which was good, because she didn't know this deal, so going out Thursday would be somewhat normal. After this week, who knew how it would work. Would it still go on? You kind of hoped it would.

After dinner, which Morgan cooked, she surprised you with “Do you want to see me in the dress.”

Your heart raced and your head just bobbed up and down. She smiled and went to the bedroom. After ten minutes she called you into the room. She stood, without heels, her knee bent slightly. The dress was tight. Really tight, accentuating her small curves. Her legs looked amazing, in a dress that barely covered her ass. Your eyes trailed up, to see her black panties, but just barely, and then they moved up to see the ties around her cleavage, which allowed you to see the inner side of her perky tits. You finally reached her face. She was smiling. “That good huh?”

You again just nodded. You moved towards her. She held up her hands. “Now wait. We can't have sex tonight. Sorry hon,” she shook her head. “I want to be good for tomorrow and this weekend. You get that right?”

You sighed, you had already agreed to this before. “I guess.”

“Don't give me the puppy dog look. I don't want to mess the dress up. ANNNND we're both going to get laid this weekend.” Before you could answer she pointed to the bathroom. “Get in the tub and I'll come masturbate you.”

It was so strange for her to say “masturbate you”. Still, you were excited and ran to the bathroom. You got your clothes off and into the tub, and began to run hot water. Morgan came in, still wearing the sexy tight black dress. She got on her knees next to the tub, and squirted some shampoo on her hand. She began to jerk your already erect cock. It stung, she didn't know shampoo was bad, but you didn't stop her. “It's not too much is it?” She asked looking down as she began to jerk you off.

“No....it's perfect,” you muttered trying to enjoy every minute.

“You can see my panties though,” she said as she picked up her pace.

“No,” you assured her, “it's fine you can't really see them, just an outline. Doug is going to lose it!”

“I'm going to make Bill the stud of that office,” she laughed and began to apply more pressure and more speed. “Can you see my tits?” She asked.

You shook your head, and then she pulled the material over her tits to the side, showing you a boob with her fully erect nipples. “How about now,”

“DAMMN! AAAAAGGGGGGHH!” You cried out, cumming hard and straight up. You heard the cum splash into the water.

“You're too easy,” she kissed you forehead. You watched her walk out following her the whole time. You felt disappointed you weren't going to get a chance to fuck her in that outfit. Still, you just came hard, which made you feel some good. At least Bill was going to have a great time, you told yourself.

You texted him that tomorrow night was going to be “great” for him. He wanted to know why, and you just said the dress was amazing. He seemed a little mad you got to see it first, but you said she didn't have it on anymore. She hadn't even used make-up or heels. He still wanted to see it.

Morgan confronted you later. “Did you tell Bill about the dress. He won't leave it alone.” She put her phone down. “Tell him not til tomorrow night.”

That is exactly what you did. He seemed mad, but you knew that'd be forgotten tomorrow.

The next day, you went to work and came home early. You knew you shouldn't, but you snuck into Morgan's home, and got to the back of the laundry room, with the door open. You hid behind the washer again, peaking around so you could see the living room through the kitchen. Morgan came home an hour later, and your cock was twitching. You watched her have cheese and milk. There wasn't really anything sexual about it, but you watched her in her work clothes. It was erotic to just watch for some reason. She disappeared for a while, and you heard the shower. It was getting later. Finally there was a knock, and you heard Bill's voice. He came into your view, but Morgan didn't she said wait a bit. He went to the fridge to get a beer. He was wearing a black button up shirt with black pants. His hair was uncommonly slicked back. He looked out of place in those clothes.

He just sat on the couch. About a half hour later, you saw her come out, and you almost came in your pants. This time her hair was done up, and she had on four or five inch black strap heels. She looked stunning. She was in the same pose, her knee bent. She twirled her long straightened dark hair. “How do I look?” She twirled, giving Bill the whole view. And you.

Bill merely stood up, and got behind her. “What are you doing?” She asked trying to fight him away.

Bill just easily over powered her, and you watched him bend her over in front of him. Feet away from the TV. Right there in the den. She was pleading for him to stop. He didn't. He got behind her and lifted the dress up, and you saw her ass, in a black thong. He unzipped his pants. Morgan seemed to get this wasn't going to end. “Don't mess up the dress PLEASE!” She pleaded, bending her knees better, since the heels made her much taller.

You watched with the perfect view as Bill moved her thong covered panties and pushed his cock into her. No waiting, no foreplay, he just shoved it in, and you watched it sink into her and disappear. Bill began slamming into her from behind the sounds of their bodies hitting each other filled the room. His balls hitting her legs. It filled your ears, and you began to jerk your now erect cock while you watched.

“Pull my hair,” she shouted out, her head going back. Bill did just that and smacked her ass. “OH GOD!” Morgan cried out, her body stiffened and you looked to see Bill's cock coated in her juices. She just came. That fast and that quick.

“FUCCCCCK!” He grunted and pushed one last time. He sighed and pulled out, cum dripping from his dick. Morgan held the dress up, and put her hand down under her. Cum began to pour out. He wasn't using a condom. Your heart beat fast. You hadn't even noticed. Your head began to ring. She didn't have birth control.

“Had to babe,” Bill said and smacked her ass. He sat back down. You gave up last night within seconds, and Bill got laid within seconds. Morgan held the dress up, and just shook her head. “Whatever, now I need new panties. I only have so many that work with this dress.”

She walked over to the kitchen and grabbed as napkin, but you watched her pussy. It was dilating and dripping his cum. Bill had creampied your girlfriend. It made you cum in your hand as you saw his thick cum bubble out and onto the floor. She caught some of it in the napkin and wiped. The dress was now above her waist, and seemed to stay there. “I need to take that morning after pill tomorrow.”

Your heart finally beat normal again at her words. But still, the further away, the less effective. She walked to the fridge and her heels clicked. She was talking to Bill about being ready. You couldn't hear her words as all you thought about was the cum rolling down her legs. Then more of it dripped out and splattered on the floor. The sound filled you ears and it was all you heard. How come she wasn't hearing it. A pool dripped out right as she bent down in the fridge and grabbed two beers. She went to the couch and talked about how “cute” Bill looked as they drank beers. She hadn't adjusted the dress. She was talking about just wanting to stay home and “suck him off” all night.

Your eyes continued to go back to the cum on the floor. The cum that was just inside her. The cum that was probably still inside her. It was thick and white. It was foamy and bubbly. It was so thick, and you looked at the watery cum in your hand. It looked like a different substance. You had never heard of feeling shame over your cum, but in that moment you did. Yours was thin and looked more like water. His looked like heavy cream. You hoped the pills were effective, but looking at that cum. How could they be.

They drank for an hour, as per usual. And Morgan finally got up and went to get more panties. You waited until they were gone and out the door. You walked out of your spot and saw the cum on the floor. Then you went and saw so much more on the couch were Morgan sat. You sighed and went out to the car. You wanted to watched them. You knew the bar they'd be at.

You went to the bar. The group was in the back. You sat at the main bar. It was clear they were drinking back there. There was laughter and in the middle of it was Bill. Morgan was on his right arm the entire time. She was meeting his co-workers and bosses. People she had already met as your girlfriend. You drank and drank. Watching as they would kiss and touch each other. Your cock needed to be tended to. Her ass looked great in the dress, and Bill seemed to notice too. In fact, everyone deems to notice. She seemed three inches taller than Bill in those heels.

Eventually Doug came to the bar with another guy you recognized. They bought shots only three seats down from you. You kept your head down.

“I can't believe Bill got her man,” Doug said. “She's smoking. I bet she fucks like a wildcat.”

The other guy added. “Some guys have all the luck.”

It made you have a sense of pride but at the same time jealous. When the party started winding down you decided to return to Morgan's. You made a mad dash for the door, almost forgetting the bill, at which point the bartender called you a freak and a creep for watching the group all night. You made it back to Morgan's and got back into your spot. It was night now.

An hour later, the door opened and you heard their voices. “Did you see when he asked me to dance, and I was like...no thanks...” Morgan laughed.

Bill laughed too. “Yeah, he was pissed. Fuck that guy.” He laughed. Doug had been pissed. Even you knew that.

Bill sat on the couch, and Morgan went to get beers. “Yeah, fuck Doug.” Morgan laughed. You stated at her ass in the dress. It looked good. “Are you just going to stare at my ass all night.” She said and you shot back to reality quickly. You were about to speak from your corner, when Bill laughed.

“Is it that obvious!” Bill said, and grabbed her ass.

“You've been staring all night.” She said and slapped his hand.

“It's a great ass.” He said.

Morgan did something you will never forget. Something she had never done. She bent over the coffee table. She lifted the dress. “Just get it over with.”

Both you and Bill were confused. What was she talking about. “What are you talking about,” Bill asked.

“Just fuck my ass Bill. Get it done, get it over with, and get passed it. Ok!” She pointed to the bathroom. “There is K-Y in the guest bathroom under the sink.” Your heart was racing faster than ever. You were feeling on the verge of a heart attack. Morgan had never allowed anal sex. Never wanted it and would NEVER let you do it. Bill was already running to the bathroom.

He came back pulling his pants down, and got his cock out. He rubbed jelly all over it. “We are NOT doing this all the time.” She told him. “Just do it and get it over with. Then you won't talk about it everyday and think about it.” She turned to him. “This is your first time right?” Bill nodded. “Good answer,” she said.

Bill got behind her. He pulled her panties down this time. She stepped out of them and bent back down. She had to bend more, since she was so much taller in the heels. Bill's cock was dripping jelly. You pleaded for this all to stop. You wanted to scream. You could stop it. But how? What would they say? As his cock moved forward it lasted forever. Then his tip disappeared into her ass. Bill was having anal sex with your girlfriend.

“Owwww.....slowly!” She cried out, her hips moving forward, but his dick was still dug up inside her. She eased back down, and Bill pushed forward. You saw another inch of his dick enter your girlfriend's ass. You couldn't see her asshole, but you could see how much he was putting in there. “Fuck.....” Morgan muttered and she bit her lip. “That hurts.”

“You want me to stop,” Bill said, his head back. He was sweating and holding one of her hips, the one on the opposite side of you, as if he was making sure you could see.

“No just get it over with,” Morgan's face cringed as he pushed another inch in. “I don't want to be an anal virgin anymore anyways. It's all everyone of my friend's talk about. When are you going to have anal? BLAH BLAH BLAAAAAAFGGGGGHHH! FUCK!” Another inch disappeared into your girlfriend's ass. “How are you doing at least,” she turned back to Bill.

He was sweating more now, his head was back and eyes closed. “I'm in heaven babe. Its so tight and amazing. I can't describe this. I want to cum right now.” He looked to be in that very heaven and you wondered what he was feeling. Would you ever know? You were not mad at him, more at Morgan. Bill had lied to her. He fucked several girls in the ass. He was the first to fuck a girl in the ass in your town. Meg, the girl you liked. He had fucked her in the ass in high-school.

Morgan looked forward. “No don't cum until its all the way in. Might as well get it all the way over.” She slid her ass back and Bill yelped now as his cock began to fully disappear inside her until their bodies touched. “It feels so weird,” Morgan laughed, and pushed a finger into her pussy. “Bill you can feel it in here,” she told him and guided his hand to feel his own cock through her pussy walls. It was all so insane to watch. Bill was fucking her in the ass just like he did all his girl's, except this one was yours, or yours too now. Was this his ruse? To lie to them?

“I hear if I squeeze my ass just right,” Morgan said with a smile and you saw her contract her ass muscles.

Bill screamed out. “FUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCK!” He fell over her back, and his face was red he was gripped the side of table. His own ass was clenched. “FUUUUUUUCK!” He just kept shouting. He finally began to calm down. “Fuck that was amazing babe.” He was kissing her back and the back of her head.

“Easy going out Bill,” Morgan said and you watched Bill get up and slowly pull his cock from your girlfriend's ass. The tip came out with a loud pop and you saw cum pour out just a bit then nothing. Bill fell back on the couch and was catching his breath. “Clean your dick babe,” Morgan said to Bill. “Clean it twice. Make that three times,” she said as she walked to the kitchen, her dress above her bare ass. She went to cup her hand below her ass, but nothing came out. She grabbed a paper towel and twisted trying to hold it below her ass. “Its not coming out,” she seemed scared. “Is that normal.”

“It might take a while,” Bill said. “Its far up there babe,”

“I thought this was your first time asshole,” Morgan threw the paper-towel at him. She went to the fridge. There were beers on the bottom shelf of the door. She had to bend over to grab them, and you saw her ass. It was puckering right in front of you. Your cock was hard as you watched it move, and then a trickle of cum, and then a glob of foamy white cum poured out. Her ass pooted a bit and she shot up. Her face went red and she put her hand over her ass. “What the hell. Gross.” Morgan said and she farted a bit more, and you watched a large glob of cum splash on the floor.

“Yeah,” Bill laughed. “That happens.”

Morgan walked into the den, heels clicking. She crossed her arms. “You're coming with me to the bathroom and cleaning that dick. Then you're going to sit with me until this is all out.” The two got up and you heard the water running in the tub.

You picked up a pair of her panties, not caring if you made them dirty. She had just let Bill fuck her ass. You were mad but horny as hell. You sniffed the panties and just jerked off. Your cum splattered in the floor. It was only a few feet from where Bill's had dripped from Morgan's ass. Your watery cum was running out and around and away from the main load. Bill's remained a thick foamy white spot.

Your phone buzzed. It was Bill. “Just did it dude.”

You asked “what”.

“What we talked about for years. I fucked Morgan in the ass.” He sent emoji after emoji of eggplants and peaches. Kids talk for ass sex. It made you angry, but you didn't want him to know that you were already well aware.

“No way.” You added. “What did it feel like.”

Bill got back instantly. Then Morgan texted you. Then Kate.

Bill's text read “It was the best feeling I've ever had. No lie. So tight. So fun bro. Best anal I've had. Best sex.”

You responded. “Good for you.” It was kind of condescending.

He got back to you. “She wasn't going to let you do it. At least someone got to. Don't be mad bro.”

You ignored him and looked at Morgan's text. “Has Bill had anal sex before?”

You typed “Yes, a lot of times,” but didn't send it.

Kate's text read. “Morgan just had anal sex. GROSSSSSS!” She sent emoji's with tongues out. So she is telling her friends.

A half hour passed. Nothing. Water was still running. Bill texted you. “Are you still mad dude.”

You just said. “No, what is she doing now? I hear it sucks after.”

Bill sent a photo. It was Morgan, in the dress, on the toilet. The water was running. In one hand she was texting. In the other was Bill's soaped up cock. “She is shitting out my cum dude. She's not getting up until its all out and she stops farting. I told her it happens.”

“Is she cleaning your cock, lol” I asked!

A few minutes later, Bill responded. “Yeah she was. I told her to pay attention. She didn't.” He sent a photo of Morgan with her hands up looking mad. Cum was on her face. “If you pet the snake its going to spit” Bill texted.

“Sure is,” you actually laughed out loud.

Nothing more happened. At least you didn't see. Morgan came back, fully nude now, and grabbed beers from the fridge. She opened one and chugged it. She actually burped and it sounded and looked so much like Bill. She then tooted from her ass and shook her head. “Fucking cum farts,” she laughed. She started to type a text. You could see it, it was to Hillary about how long she'd “fart cum”. They had a conversation apparently and it looked like frozen peas would be needed in the morning. But Morgan said she “felt fine” right now.

You waited in the back for another hour and then grabbed some panties and were going to head out. Morgan came back again. This time she reached for water. You watched her nude sexy body as she drank a whole bottle of water. She bent down again to get the beers on the bottom shelf, and you saw her ass. It was back to normal. Her pussy was not. It was wide and gaping, and cum spewed out and plopped onto the floor. It splashed in fact. Loudly. She didn't seem to notice. Bill had creampied her once again. As she stood up, she tooted and laughed, and walked out of view.

You looked at the cum and your heart went back to racing fast. There were loads from Bill all over the kitchen. Some still foamy and thick. All of it had come from inside your girlfriend. You snuck out fast. Making sure they couldn't hear you. You drove home and began to google the effectiveness of the “morning after pill”. It said taken within 24 hours its 95% effective. But the image of Bill's cum came to mind. How could anything be effective against that. You almost preferred he fuck her in the ass.

Morgan texted you. “You didn't answer me asshole!”

You finally got back to her. You were pissed at her. It came out.“Yes. He's had sex with LOTS of women in the ass. Guess your just another slut he fucked in the ass.”

Twenty seconds later she texted. “You're just a jealous loser who can only fuck his hand. Enjoy NEVER having anal sex. EVER in your life. LOSER!” It was clear she was pissed, and you weren't sure how things would be now.

Fifteen minutes later, you got a text from Morgan. “You ever have anal sex twice in one night?” You realized she was doing something and didn't respond. She sent a pic. “Of course not. But your buddy is!” It was Bill's POV and his cock was buried up Morgan's ass. You could see the whole thing. Her asshole was impossibly stretched around his erect cock. Cum was bubbling out her pussy once again. It appeared Bill had creampied her at least three times by your count. Probably more. The statics of the pill working went down in your mind. Was that real?

You found yourself jerking off over and over to the pic, despite your shame. You spent hours in the tub just jerking off.

Morgan sent a final text. “Enjoy that hand loser.”

Maybe you shouldn't have made her mad.