She doesn't, until she does.

Morgan, whining, slumped her shoulders and nodded. She held her hips up for him while Chris guided himself with one hand. Aimless and clumsy, he found a hole and thrust, and Morgan leapt into the cabinet with a cry. “OW! Fuck, Chris, ow! Wrong hole. Wrong hole!”

Faltering, Chris released her and stepped away. “Sorry,” he stammered, “Oh! I-I’m so sorry!”

The pain left quickly, and Morgan comforted herself by taking a deep breath and rubbing her bottom. “No, no, it’s fine,” she said, reaching back and taking him by the shaft. She pulled him back toward her and then switched hands, guiding him from between her legs as Chris followed her direction absently, his eyes fixed on her beautiful backside. “Come here,” she said, “I’ll help.”

Holding him by his fat, sticky crown, she smiled as she lined him up. Chris was hard and leaking precum. Pressing him to her moistened cleft, she held him in place and said to him, “Now, thrust.” When he did, Morgan went quiet. She held her cabinet tight as an orgasm tore through her. Comparatively, it was small, but it left her breathlessly and drooling as his balls came to rest against her thighs. As her orgasm settled, Morgan crooned. “Oh. Oh, yes! There. That’s the right hole. That is definitely the right hole!”

Holding himself inside of Morgan, with his hands at his side, Chris struggled to contain himself. His hands shook as he watched himself disappear inside of her, and now swallowed to the root, with her little bottom flat against his groin, Chris was speechless. Finally, with a groan, he muttered, “God, you’re so tight!”

“No,” Morgan purred, rolling her hips on him and then fucking him in slow, short strokes. “No, Chris, you’re just so stinking big!” She shivered as she widened her arch. “Mm. Gosh, you’re going to ruin me for my husband if you aren’t careful.”

Hearing this, Chris smiled and swelled thicker inside of her. Her praises the day before echoed in his head now, and they emboldened him to take hold of her by the ass and guide her along his shaft. Still inexperienced, Chris is clumsy but eager, and luckily his twelve inches made up for a lack of skill. Morgan found herself hanging from her cabinet, half afraid it might tip over on them as he fucked her hard and **** her, whining, into a series of powerful orgasms.

Chris, meanwhile, was mesmerized by Morgan’s tiny body. Most of the boys at school were. Morgan was small, but she was fit, and she worked hard to stay that way. It showed in her slender thighs, in her flat belly, and in her toned ass. Watching her jiggle and flex, Chris could not only see the effort she put in, but he could feel it, too. “Your ass is amazing, Mrs. Klein.” Another orgasm hits her and leaves her panting, and Chris grinned. “And I’m really glad you let me see it.”

Morgan gasped and grunted, breathless and shaking, drooling slightly in her pleasure. “Keep fucking me like this,” she panted, “And you can see it every day, you stud. Good God!”

Chris began fucking her with deep strokes. He lasted longer this time, hammering her womb with each forward thrust. The slapping of his balls on her thighs mixed with her wails of pleasure, creating a symphony of sex that filled the room and may have spilled into the halls. Drooling and hanging from the cabinet as Chris pummeled her depths, Morgan was vaguely afraid that they might draw the attention of other faculty but was mostly glad that she was getting fucked. Chris was too good to resist, she decided, and he was completely worth the danger.

As an experiment, Chris swatted Morgan’s ass and felt her tighten around him. She flexed, and she came around him and felt him swell in return. Each thrust grew clumsier after, and soon he had pinned himself inside of her so that he could swell her insides with his semen. His orgasm triggered another orgasm for Morgan, this one loud and thoughtless. Her brain went blank and opened up to the pleasure. Chris held her tight around the waist as he flooded her, and his fingers left bruises where they touched.

Morgan whined his name through the pleasure. “Chris!”

“Mrs. Klein!”

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