Put in His Place bySugarandSalt

Put in His Place

This story has more or less been a fantasy of mine for a long time. Another story idea would always pop into my head and take my attention away before it got written. I decided this story tickled me in too deliciously erotic of a way for it to languish any longer.


Morgan pressed with all her might against the shower door to no avail. Adorned in nothing but a towel, she wasn't dressed for this. She had a pretty good idea about who was holding the door shut on the other end. His name was Kevin and he'd been picking on Morgan for years.

She decided to give it one last try before giving up. Morgan started to slam her shoulder into the door, but it swung open before she could. She lost her footing on the wet shower floor and fell face forward on the floor. Kevin started to laugh.

Morgan pushed herself up, accidentally losing her towel in the process. It fell down her body until she could catch it at her midsection. Her nipples started to stiffen in the cool air of the locker room. Morgan pulled the towel up over her sizable, jiggling breasts and tied it in a knot. A red embarrassment swept over her cheeks.

"Nice rack," he laughed.

"Asshole," she mumbled once he'd walked out of earshot. It all started when Morgan made her transition into womanhood. Anyone with half a brain knew that this was the real Morgan; that not-so-exclusive club didn't include Kevin.

Morgan had become a beautiful woman over these last few years. She had a lovely feminine face, full breasts, a smooth figure with all the wonderful womanly curves you can imagine, and a nice tight ass which had turned more than a few heads. Kevin's juvenile antics were nothing new to Morgan. He pulled this kind of stuff all the time.

She noticed her locker door was ajar. It wasn't until Morgan noticed that something was missing that she started to get panicky. This wasn't just any something. It was the locket her mother had given to Morgan before her death. Morgan's heart was racing as she tore through the locker. It was really gone.

It was the end of the day, Morgan threw her clothes on with the hopes of catching him before he left school. She got more and more upset as she imagined never getting that locket back. She looked around and realized he'd already left school. Morgan skipped her bus in an effort to trail him home. It started raining as she walked.

There was no sight of him. Morgan's eyes were red, the poor girl was nearly in tears by the time she turned up outside his house. She rung the doorbell in the rain and waited for an answer.

"Hello?" his mother answered the door. "Morgan, is that you?" she asked.

"Where's Kevin?" Morgan said, in a soft, upset voice.

"Sweetheart, what's wrong? Get in here. It's pouring cats and dogs out there," Mrs. Thomas told her in a sweet, motherly tone.

"He, he took my locket. I tried to find him and then it started raining," Morgan sniffled.

"Let me get you a towel, sweetheart." Mrs. Thomas closed the door behind them and went to the hall closet. She appeared a minute later with a big, fluffy towel and wrapped it around Morgan's shoulders. "Kevin took your locket? You mean the one you always wear?"

"Yes. It was gone from my locker after he was in there." Morgan wiped her wet face off in the soft towel.

"Oh dear. I don't know what to do with that boy sometimes. He was only home for a few minutes. He went to his room then left. Maybe he left it there. We'll take a look. Okay sweetheart?" her bully's mother smiled.

Morgan wondered how Kevin would react if he caught her in there as she followed Mrs. Thomas into his room. How could such a nice woman give birth to such a mean son? Morgan took in Mrs. Thomas' shape as they walked. Everyone knew she was a milf. She was all blonde hair, big breasts and long legs.

Mrs. Thomas started rifling through Kevin's desk while Morgan sat down kind of awkwardly on his bed. It didn't look like he'd left the locket here. Mrs. Thomas looked through the nightstand and then gave Morgan a shrug. She sat down on the bed next to Morgan and used the towel to dry Morgan's neck. "I know that Kevin picks on you. We've talked about it before. I tell you I don't know what to do with that boy."

"I just want my locket back is all." As Morgan spoke, she could tell Mrs. Thomas wasn't looking her in the face. Her eyes were fixed lower. Morgan looked down and saw her nipples were poking through her drenched shirt. Morgan self-consciously put an arm across her chest and said, "I'm sorry. I must have forgotten my bra in my rush to find Kevin." Morgan's cheeks were bright red.

"Sometimes I wish Kevin would shape up and have the sense to find a girl. A girl like you." Mrs. Thomas tore her eyes from Morgan's chest and looked up, almost like she'd come out of a trance, feeling a little embarrassed herself.

"A girl like me," Morgan repeated the words and gave a little chuckle, "not a lot of people want a girl like me." Morgan's eyes drifted lower; she saw how stiff Mrs. Thomas' nipples were.

Mrs. Thomas took note of it and told the young girl, "I don't wear a bra around the house." She had a mischievous smile on her face as she followed it up with, "They aren't as high on my chest as they used to be. But they still get plenty of stares. Not as often from Mr. Thomas anymore."

"I think they're... umm... very nice." Morgan gulped as she realized she had an erection. She considered herself a straight gal, but a girl could only take so much. The young girl couldn't keep her eyes off Mrs. Thomas' cleavage.

The only thing that broke Morgan's staring was Mrs. Thomas' lips. She leaned in and planted them softly on Morgan's. Mrs. Thomas pressed her tongue against Morgan's full lips and gently entered her mouth. Morgan was shocked, also too horny to care. Plus, she seemed to gain some perverse pleasure from knowing this wasn't just any old milf. This was Kevin's mom.

Their lips smacked together. Morgan moaned into the mouth of her tormentor's mother when she felt the woman's hand rub up her body and squeeze her breast. Morgan wrapped her arms around Mrs. Thomas' body as the older woman plucked on her nipples. They kissed with a surprising fire and passion. Morgan put her worries to rest as they kissed and gave her entire body over to the experience.

Before either of them knew what had happened, Morgan was on top of Mrs. Thomas on Kevin's bed and neither could stop pawing at the other's clothing. Mrs. Thomas stripped her blouse off in between frantic kissing and Morgan buried her face in the older woman's delectable melons. The cool, soft surface and hard nipples felt good on her face. Morgan drew one of Mrs. Thomas' nipples into her mouth and sucked hard on it.

"Have you ever done this before?" Mrs. Thomas asked her guest in a throaty voice. She rubbed her thighs together, feeling a familiar stickiness between her legs.

Mrs. Thomas' nipple popped out of Morgan's lips and the young t-girl answered, "No... never."

Morgan felt Mrs. Thomas' hand slip down her body. Mrs. Thomas' hand wrapped around Morgan's erection and started to stroke it. Kevin's mom pressed the tip against the warmth of her feminine entrance as she squeezed her hand up and down its length. Their tongues met again, with Morgan's hands groping Mrs. Thomas' titties for all they were worth.

"We'd be wise to make it a memorable experience then. You're bigger than I thought you'd be." Mrs. Thomas gave Morgan's erection another squeeze. "I'm in no way complaining," The older woman grinned ear to ear.

Both women began losing the rest of the clothes. Kevin's mom slipped the last piece of clothing, a tiny pair of panties down Morgan's legs. Morgan's cock slid down and pressed against the opening to Mrs. Thomas' cunt; it was shaven and slippery with her fluids.

Mrs. Thomas told her, "Stick it in, sweetheart. Fuck me, damn it," she moaned.

Morgan pressed her hips forward and the head of her cock slowly entered her tormentor's mom. The inches of her shaft began to deposit inside Mrs. Thomas' cunt. Morgan gritted her teeth through the pleasurable, overwhelming feeling of her cock being swallowed by the pussy of this older woman.

"Big. That's a big cock! Now fuck me, honey!" Mrs. Thomas cried out to Morgan. The immense pleasure of Morgan's sizable cock was written all over her face. Mrs. Thomas groped Morgan's breasts, giving the magnificent mounds of girlish flesh rough squeezes.

Morgan amazingly knew exactly what to do. She started to saw her dick in and out of Mrs. Thomas' pussy like she'd done this before. The two women were completely lost in lust, continuing to maul and love on the other's body. They almost instantaneously found a comfortable fucking rhythm which consisted of Kevin's mom clenching the muscles of her pussy just as Morgan bottomed out and then releasing her cock once again for another forceful lust-driven plunge.

"Fucking take my cock," Morgan muttered to the beautiful older woman who'd always been so nice to her. They kissed savagely; their tongues wrestled together as their lips struggled to stay connected. The creak of Kevin's bed was music to Morgan's ears. For a moment she imagined all the mean things he'd done to her and then superimposed them with the image of his mom splayed out on his bed taking her cock.

"Mmm... that's it sweetheart. Do me! Do me real good." Mrs. Thomas' breathing came out more ragged. With each thrust, Morgan felt the older milf's legs shake. Morgan realized Mrs. Thomas was cumming when her eyes shut and her cunt clenched down on Morgan's cock like a vice. Morgan buried her face in Mrs. Thomas' big tits; she kissed and licked every inch of the soft flesh before applying suction to one nipple, then the other. Morgan's cock was throbbing. She was harder than she'd ever been. It was her first fuck!

I'm not a virgin anymore! Morgan told herself as she buried every inch of herself inside Mrs. Thomas and let the juices of her tormentor's mother wash over her cock.

Kevin's mom came so hard. It was unbelievable and unlike anything Morgan had ever experienced. Morgan's thrusts became more desperate as it dawned on her that she could bring someone this much pleasure. Mrs. Thomas whimpered beneath the young t-girl, taking every inch of the girl's dick. Mrs. Thomas' sharp nails dug into Morgan's butt cheeks as she pulled the girl deeper into her.

Morgan's cock had never felt so hard; her balls so full. She was going to blow one hell of a load inside Kevin's mom. Morgan held Mrs. Thomas by her breasts and absolutely abused her sensitive pussy with thrust after thrust. She could feel Kevin's mom's cunt grip her cock tight like it would never let it go.

"Fuck me with that big dick. Fuck me good and fill me with that fucking cum! I want it!" Mrs. Thomas clutched Morgan's dick even tighter with her cunt.

"You asked for it, you sexy bitch! Jeez... fuck... I'm gonna CUM!" Morgan drove her cock as deeply inside Kevin's mom as she could as the pleasure rippled throughout her body.

Morgan's knees went weak. She started spurting what felt like gallons inside Mrs. Thomas. Morgan gave a low, sexy moan and unloaded everything she had into her bully's mother. The excess dripped down Mrs. Thomas' pussy and puddled on Kevin's bed. They were sweating now. Morgan couldn't stop panting. She dropped her head into the valley of Mrs. Thomas' titty flesh, rolling her face around the over-sized mounds of Kevin's mom.

"You're sure you've never done that before, sweetheart?" Mrs. Thomas playfully lifted an eyebrow and scoped out the sweaty teen.

"That was my first time," Morgan said, running her tongue along the sensitive skin of Mrs' Thomas neck. She long-licked all the way up to Mrs. Thomas' lips and kissed them. "I'd like to try it again sometime," she giggled.

"Now's good for me." Kevin's mom gave Morgan's cock a squeeze with her cunt muscles. "Mr. Thomas won't be home for a while and Kevin makes his own hours; if he does come home, we can just make him wait until we're done occupying the room anyway." Mrs. Thomas looked down at the young t-girl with a big smile on her face.

Morgan met her eyes and said, "I'm ready. And we could always give Kevin some pointers using his naughty mommy as a visual aid. I could teach him how to fuck a woman." Morgan thrust into Mrs. Thomas and her softening cock started to harden.


Morgan headed to school the next day with a spring in her step. It didn't matter what kind of crap Kevin might pull. She fucked his mom. Take it from Morgan, getting even never felt so good. She thought back to yesterday afternoon and felt a stir below the belt.

"Morgan! Where were you yesterday?" a voice called out to her.

The young t-girl turned around and saw her best friend rushing over. Valerie was quite a character. Bubbly and girlish, and completely obsessed with all things cock-related. Morgan recalled when Valerie first moved here. They were fast friends, but Morgan kept putting off telling her that she was a t-girl. Morgan didn't want to scare her away. When she finally let Valerie in on her not-so-secret secret, the first thing Valerie said was, "Can I see it?"

It came back to Morgan that she was supposed to meet Valerie yesterday. In all the excitement, she forgot about it. "Sorry, I didn't mean to not show." Valerie slid up next to her and the girls locked arms together.

"Want me to escort you to your locker? Kevin usually doesn't mess with you when we do that," she asked.

Morgan thought about it for a moment, conjuring up images of her afternoon romp with Mrs. Thomas. The two were linked now. "No, I'll be fine. Thanks, though. I'll see you at lunch."

Valerie nodded. Morgan watched her friend walk away. Valerie ran into a boy she knew, which caused the bubbly young girl to walk with a noticeable sway to her hips. The nice term for Valerie is boy crazy.


Morgan and Mrs. Thomas continued to find time for their fuck sessions over the next week. They went at it whenever they could. Kevin's mom taught Morgan all about fucking. She was one dirty milf and neither of them could get enough. Mr. Thomas wasn't interested in Kevin's mom anymore, but Morgan sure was.

Kevin still treated Morgan like crap, though. Mrs. Thomas had managed to intervene and get her locket back. Morgan had to fuck for it back actually. She pounded Kevin's mom so hard that they were surprised nobody called the cops. Morgan didn't mind Kevin's taunting all that much, she had something over him and he didn't even know it.

One day she was at her locker in the girls' locker room when he wouldn't leave her alone. He found his way into the girls' locker room with the express purpose of annoying her. "Were you looking for this?" he asked with a book in his hand he'd taken from her backpack.

"Give it back, Kevin," she held out her hand for it, but he dropped it on the ground instead and stepped on it. It was a library book and the dumbass left a shoeprint on the cover. Morgan just shook her head and reached for it; that gave Kevin a view of her locker.

He asked, "Hey what are those?"

Morgan felt a nervous flush come over her as she recognized the sexy pair of panties she'd taken as a memento from Kevin's mom. Morgan thought about it, a clever grin eventually spread over her full lips.

She pulled the silky, pink thong out and threw it at Kevin. "Think fast!"

He caught them, gave them one look and said, "Gah! Get your panties away from me. I don't want them!"

"They're not mine," Morgan said with a smug smile.

"Then whose are they?" Kevin asked curiously.

"Ask your mom," Morgan told him with a grin that was getting bigger by the minute. She picked them up and took a long sniff, then placed them in her pants and started to walk away.

Kevin grabbed her by the shoulders. "That isn't funny. Those aren't my mom's! I should kick your ass."

"I left some K-Y jelly under your bed for the next time we fuck. Makes it easier to slide my big dick in her. Take a look if you don't believe me."

"You're lying. You're really crazy," he told her and stormed out of the locker room. Morgan stayed behind, unable to stop her fits of laughter.


Kevin hurried home. The things Morgan said couldn't be true. He'd kill her once he proved she was lying. And if she wasn't... well, she had to be lying! His mom had been acting a little strange lately, but it couldn't be. There was just no way. He'd never live this down. Why should Morgan make up a lie like this? She'd always been nice, yes nice, up until now. He only picked on her because, well, the answer didn't instantly come to mind.

To his horror, he found the bottle of lube Morgan was talking about. The pit in his stomach grew to astronomical size. The boy didn't know what to do. That bitch had fucked his mother! Confronting his mom about it was the furthest thing from his mind, so he spent the night stewing on it.

Kevin spent the entire day at school waiting for his opportunity to corner Morgan alone. She looked happier, and to his utter disgust, she'd wink at him or even blow him a kiss when she saw him looking. Kevin finally got his opportunity after school. Morgan was changing after gym class at the end of day; she seemed to wait there specifically until all the other girls had left.

Kevin slipped in without anyone seeing him as usual and found Morgan loading her backpack with her back to him. "What did you do with her?" he asked angrily.

Morgan knew he'd be there. With a confidence she'd never had before, Morgan spun around and met him with a big I fucked your mom smile. "Well, have you noticed your bed's been creaking a lot more lately? We were talking about getting a new frame for it," she stuck her tongue out at him and then turned back around dismissively.

Kevin grabbed her in a fit of rage. "I'm gonna kick your ass so bad!"

"Oooh, go ahead. Here I'll make it easy for you. Give me a nice big black eye," Morgan said with a gratified smile. "I bet your mom will feel so bad for me she'll let me do her butt. I've been wanting to try that."

"You bitch!" Kevin finally let go of her and thought for a moment, "Fine! Stay away from her from this moment forward and I promise not to kick your fucking ass for what you did."

"Not good enough," Morgan told him, returning to loading her backpack.

He grabbed her arm and said, "What do you want then!"

"Oh, I don't know." Morgan really didn't know. She considered it briefly and decided that why should she stop? She loved to fuck. She'd done it with a woman now, she still thought of herself as straight--or perhaps bisexual. Finding a man isn't out of the question, but why should I stop fucking his mom unless Kevin comes up with a replacement just as good? Morgan asked herself. She was getting laid and not willing to give it up for nothing; just because some dude who's always been an ass to her asks her to.

The devilish idea crept into her mind all at once as she looked at him. Kevin was an asshole, maybe she could get some use out of that finally by using his asshole. The pieces came together without her realizing it at first. Morgan was going to trade Kevin's mom for Kevin.

"Turn around," she told him.

"What? What the fuck are you talking about?" he asked. "Are you going to leave my mom alone or not?"

"Not--if you don't turn around like I told you," she said with a new authority in her voice. Kevin grumbled something, but he did a little uninspired turn. Morgan was happy she could control him, but she wanted to speed up the process. "You'll do."

"I'll do what?" he furrowed his brow and gave her a disgruntled look.

"Whatever I tell you. Got it?"

"Just leave my mom alone. I'm not your slave!" he shouted incredulously.

"I prefer the word 'bitch' actually. But slave is fine if you like that better," she laughed.

"Screw you! I'm getting out of here."

"Me too. Your dad won't be home for hours and you know what they say about leaving a passionate woman waiting." Morgan grabbed her bag and turned to walk out of the locker room, but Kevin grabbed her arm hard. For a brief moment, she worried she'd gone too far, but then she turned around and saw him. His face said it all.

"What do you want me to do?" he said in a defeated tone.

Morgan pinched his cheeks and answered, "Awww, that's cute." She grabbed his hand and pulled him over to one of the benches. "This is going to be fun!" she gushed.

"I get the idea. You win. Let's just get this over with. One time and then we're done and you'll stay away from my mom. Tell me... what you want me to do?"

"One time. Sure sure. We'll talk about that later." Morgan could barely hold her excitement in. She was already so horny. Her cock made a big bulge in her gym shorts which caught Kevin by surprise. "I want to see if your mouth is as talented as your mom's."

"Stop it!"

"What?" Morgan asked knowingly.

"Comparing me to my mom like that. That's sick! Stop it right now or I won't do this," he threatened.

"Keep your voice down. Screaming must run in the family. You should hear your mom when she--"


"Shhhh..." Morgan put her finger up to his lips to quiet him, but ended up running it over the smooth surface of his lips. "Mmm, your lips are soft. We should get started. I'm gonna leave a puddle of precum on the floor if I don't cum soon."

Morgan placed her hand behind Kevin's head and pushed him down to the tent in her shorts. She mashed his face into her erection until he got the message and started to rub his lips over her shaft. Morgan flipped her waistband down and whipped off her shorts. Kevin's lips attached to the hard panty-covered head of her cock before she had to force him. Morgan quickly peeled her panties off and Kevin took her tip between his lips.

Her cock was bigger than his, and she was still a little sweaty from gym class. On top of that, her crotch was completely shaven. Kevin could feel the big head pulse in his mouth. Morgan purred as her former bully/current cocksucker gingerly applied suction to her tip.

Morgan realized she'd gone more than a minute without some kind of snarky comment, so she told him derisively, "Your mom already has me down her throat by now. Maybe she needs to teach you a few things about blowing me," Morgan grabbed her cock at the base and started to stuff more of her shaft into his mouth. Kevin put to rest any ideas he had about biting her cock. His mom would probably just nurse it back to health with daily blow jobs or something! Kevin's tongue ran over the inches of her length in an attempt to get her to finish faster.

Anyone walking in on them would have been greeted with the sight of a lifetime. They'd find a t-girl, a girl in every way except for the girly rock hard cock between her legs, being blown by a boy between her legs. What would they think as they watched the girl do everything she could to get just one more inch of her thick shaft in his mouth?

Kevin reasoned to himself that the better job he did, the faster she came the faster this would be over. He sucked hard on her sensitive prick and bobbed his head like a good little bitch, all in an effort to get her ejaculating sooner.

Morgan realized that this was more than just sexual pleasure, however fantastic and most needed, she was exorcising all the trouble from her body that his years of taunting had given her. It would be out of her once she came. He'd be stuck with it from now on. Morgan looked down at Kevin and thought to herself that he was pretty good looking. Then again, anyone looks good when they have your cock between their lips.

"Valerie is never going to believe this," Morgan sputtered out in between a fit of uncontrollable moans.

Kevin spit her cock out and looked up at her angrily. "You can't tell anyone!"

Morgan bucked her hips forward and jammed her cock back between his lips. She grabbed his head in her hands and brought his face down into her lap until she felt her dick penetrate his throat. "You don't tell me what to do! You'll swallow this damn cock and keep your mouth shut around it."

Kevin was unable to control his own mouth as Morgan used it like a shell for her own pleasure. She snapped her hips; she pushed his head down until the two practically met and she was completely enveloped by his mouth. Morgan fucked his throat, encouraging him occasionally to produce more saliva and then cooing as it covered her cock and made the tight fit through his throat easier.

Kevin nearly choked on a pearly string of precum, but managed to maintain his composure with Morgan's cock still barreling in and out of his throat. Morgan could feel the pressure growing in her balls. It was building and building to an explosion; one which would fill his belly with her essence.

"I'm... almost... there," Morgan said with a hushed moan. Kevin could feel all the muscles in her legs tense. Her cock twitched in his throat. He swallowed hard on it. Kevin's eyes led up her body. He watched the effect his efforts were having on her with a surprising interest. He'd licked a couple pussies and even fucked a girl before, but he'd never put that look of pure, unmistakable pleasure on anyone before. She was so far gone that she wasn't even making fun of him.

Morgan drove her cock as deep as she could in his throat and erupted there. "NOW!" Morgan told him in a half-growl, her dick jumping suddenly and beginning to spurt its seed. Kevin had no idea there would be so much of it; he swallowed until his throat overflowed. Morgan's eyes were clenched shut, she seemed to be in another world, but she kept her grip on his head tight. Kevin's mom had spoiled her, he had to swallow every drop.

Morgan began to calm down from her orgasm. She was still panting heavily, but her eyes opened slowly and she looked down at his softly sucking face. Morgan felt a shiver down her spine. Her cock was too sensitive for him to continue sucking. She withdrew it from his mouth, admiring the strands of cum she'd left dripping off his lips and chin. When her shrinking prick slipped from his lips, he started to get up.

"No you don't." Morgan pressed down on his shoulders, keeping him kneeling between her legs. "Clean me up good and work your way down from there. Get to work."

Kevin concentrated himself on the task at hand. He cleaned her cock with long licks down her shaft like she'd directed him to do. He licked lower from there until his face was rubbing and his mouth sucking her scrotum. Her hairless balls felt almost--no actually, feminine in a strange way. He looked up at her again once he'd given her a thorough licking there.

"Keep going lower. I said work your way down. Here--" Morgan pulled her legs up and grabbed just below her knees, lifting up until she exposed her upturned ass and the little wrinkle ordinarily hidden between her cheeks.

"I'm not doing that!" he began to argue.

"Shh. Shhh!" she shot him a ticked off glare. "I guess you're not as dirty as your mom. Well, I like dirty. We can just forget the whole deal."

"No wait." Kevin grabbed her round cheeks in his hands and spread the tender area. His head ducked below her balls and his tongue ran over the smooth, warm skin of her crack. Kevin's tongue delved deeper, only stopping when it pressed against her pucker. His tongue brushed in gentle circles over the rough dot. Morgan couldn't help but hold her breath as his tongue ran laps around her hole. She'd been bluffing about his mom doing this, it was just a fantasy of hers. And sure enough, it felt really good. It was like being dominant and powerful, as well as open and vulnerable, all at the same time.

Kevin hardened his tongue and pressed it right against Morgan's entrance. The hole slowly began to relax, his tongue pressing against it. Her entrance quivered and began to open as his tongue wetly poked it again and again. Kevin's entire face was hidden between her cheeks, with his tongue dipping into her asshole, he could feel her incredible tightness.

"That's good... Mmmm... I like that," she cooed. Morgan's cock started to stiffen. Her hands were getting tired of holding up her knees, but she couldn't stop. It felt too good. Kevin's tongue relented and withdrew from her sphincter; he licked and kissed the surrounding area. Morgan felt his tongue brush across her entrance so fast that it left her tickled.

She let out a little, girlish giggle and that stopped Kevin's tongue from continuing to explore her. He lifted his head and Morgan smiled at him. "You really are dirtier than your mom!" Morgan slipped her clothes back on and left Kevin there alone in the locker room, confused, and with the ache of a hard-on.


You can only imagine how wonderful Morgan felt for the rest of the night. She felt that way until she woke up the next day and listened to her messages. She had one from Mrs. Thomas:

Morgan? This is Mrs. Thomas. I had a talk with my son last night and I'd like to speak to you as soon as possible. Please call me back at this number.

Morgan developed a pit in her stomach. Mrs. Thomas must be angry beyond belief that some girl had made her son suck cock to protect his mom from continuing to get fucked by said girl. This was one fucked up situation Morgan had gotten herself into! A situation she wholly created and was determined to take full accountability for.

Morgan called Mrs. Thomas back. They agreed to meet at a local coffee shop because Mr. Thomas was home. Morgan showed up with a sorry in her eyes that was nearly palpable. She found Mrs. Thomas and the two sat down and started their much-needed conversation.

"Kevin confessed everything to me."

"This is the worst thing I've ever done. I'm sorry Mrs. Thomas," Morgan could barely look at the lovely older woman who'd taken her virginity. Morgan could feel the burn of tears coming on; she rubbed her eyes nervously.

"Don't get squeamish now, sweetheart," Kevin's mom said with a soft smile. "I'm not here to get mad at you or make you feel bad."

"I can't make up for what I did. Things just got out of hand and I know that's no excuse but--"

Mrs. Thomas grabbed Morgan's hand and squeezed it soothingly. "I was at the end of my rope with that boy. Last night we were finally able to talk for the first time in... I don't know how long. I think, in a crazy way, you're straightening him out. Do you understand?"

"Kind of, but I bragged about... about the things you and I did to make him feel bad. Wasn't that wrong?"

"Did you do it to make Kevin feel bad or did you do it to make yourself feel good?" the older woman squeezed her hand again, "There is a difference. But it isn't about right or wrong. I'm a woman who cares about results. When Mr. Thomas wasn't getting it done in bed, I started looking elsewhere. You're getting what you want right? I mean you liked the thing that Kevin..." Mrs. Thomas let out a little laugh, "It's hard to call it what it is when I'm talking about my son. Blow job. Anyway, I just want you to know that what you're doing with him--what I hope you continue to do with him, you have my blessing. Okay?" Morgan nodded in astonished disbelief. "Alright, sweetheart. I've gotta get home before Mr. Thomas gets suspicious. We'll talk again."

Mrs. Thomas paid for their coffees and both women went their separate ways. Morgan spent the better part of the afternoon processing the conversation she'd had with Kevin's mom and deciding where she'd take things in the days ahead.


Kevin was surfing the internet the next day when some porn caught his eye. He clicked through various pornographic websites when an advert to t-girl porn popped up. Kevin's mouse scrolled over the link. He clicked it and ended up spending the next half hour scrolling through pages of high quality t-girl images and videos. The t-girls were fucking guys and even other t-girls in some of them. Kevin was about to resume jerking off when he heard a tap at the door. He nervously turned off his monitor, then readjusted his clothing and opened the door.

"I hope you don't mind. Your mom let me in." Morgan sashayed through his bedroom door and sat down on his bed. The beautiful young girl bounced on the bed and listened to it creak. "We're really gonna need to get that fixed," she smiled.

"What the hell are you doing here?" he glanced over at his computer to make sure he'd shut the monitor off.

"No hello? You don't want to hang out? I mean I know we haven't always been close. Unless that time you sucked me off counts? We got pretty close then," her smile broadened.

"That doesn't answer why you're here now," he replied.

Morgan looked at him, Kevin looked a little more uneasy than normal. His clothing was a little disheveled and part of his shirt was tucked in. Had he just dressed? No, that wasn't right. He'd just been masturbating!

"What were you doing before I got here?" Morgan stood up and started to look around. "Were you on the computer?"

"No." But Morgan started to move toward the computer, which caused Kevin to dash forward. Morgan managed to get there first.

"You sure?" she teased the obviously guilty boy.

Kevin tried to get to the button to shut it off, only Morgan wouldn't let him. She turned on the monitor first and told him in a mock shock, "Porn? In your mother's house!" Morgan leaned in and got a better look at the images on the screen. She said in real shock, "T-girl porn..."

"That just popped up out of nowhere," Kevin told her with more than a little embarrassment.

"You son of a bitch! You like t-girls!" she growled, remembering all the mean things he'd said about her because she happened to be one.

"Why don't you just get out of here! I didn't invite you."

Morgan's anger subsided as she recalled the power she now had over him. "Your mom says she wants me to make a man out of you."

He shrugged, "Whatever that means. Just go."

"Nu-uh." Morgan smiled and told him, "It means we're gonna get to know each other better--over a bottle of K-Y jelly. Funny how well you get to know someone with your dick up their ass. I've got to make a man of you somehow, don't I?"

"I'm not letting you do that. It started and ended with a blow job. One blow job. You leave me and my mom alone. That was the deal!"

Morgan unzipped her pants and pulled her cock out, she started to stroke it as she talked, "I could call your mom in here and get her to explain it you if you want that. And you can explain to me those pictures you were looking at. You wanna get fucked by a t-girl. Admit it!"

"I'm not admitting anything which isn't true!" he squealed in a high-pitched voice.

"You'll feel better once it's over. You'll feel good during too," she winked at him. Morgan rose from the computer chair and pulled him with her over to his bed. "Look... you won't have to pretend anymore to be what you're not. That's how you become a real man... not pretending anymore. Stop trying to hide from it. It wouldn't work. It's okay." Morgan grabbed his hand and wrapped it around her shaft. He whimpered, gently stroking her length once she guided his hand doing it once.

"Why would you try to be nice to me?" he asked her weakly, his hand continuing the journey from base to crown on her penis.

"I am getting laid out of this. Plus I can tell you're all mixed up inside; I've been there."

"What should I do now?" he asked.

"Get that K-Y jelly and make my dick nice and shiny. Then it'll go inside you nice and easy."

Kevin did what she said and greased up her cock, the whole while still unable to look at the girl. Morgan started to remove her clothing. She told Kevin to do the same thing. Before long, both were undressed, with Morgan's pulsing cock between them.

"Get up on the bed with your butt in the air," she told him.

Kevin laid down on the bed and then pushed up his ass as Morgan walked across the bed to him on her knees. She squirted lube into her hand and spread it between his cheeks, concentrating on the tiny hole her finger found. "Your ass is even prettier than your mom's." Kevin groaned, Morgan followed it up with, "Didn't think I was going to be too nice now, did you? Hmm... I wonder if you're as flexible as your mom is."

Morgan's cock slid between his cheeks and she let it sit at his entrance. He didn't know when she'd finally push it in; Morgan liked it that way. Her hips suddenly drove forward, sending her cock through his sphincter in one fast motion. Kevin clawed at the bed, desperately trying to get control of his body. Morgan grabbed his hips and didn't stop pressing into him until every inch of erection was jammed safely inside his tiny hole.

She stopped again, getting used to feel of his spasming insides. "Mmm, you feel good. Sexy and tight." Morgan started to hump him slowly, just an inch or two of her shaft would push in and out of him. Kevin gritted his teeth in pain. He wondered if there might have been another way out of this, but Morgan thrust into him with a power that took his ability to think away before his mind came up with the answer.

"You like taking dick as much as your mom does. I can feel you clutch my womanhood. Mmhmmm... you were just a bitch in waiting." Morgan humped him harder, with more power behind each thrust, she was able to go even deeper inside him. She'd grind her hips hard against him every time she bottomed out.

Her cock started getting easier to handle. He wasn't gritting his teeth to get through the pain anymore. Each thrust filled him, sent him hard against the bed and made him groan. Another jab of her hips and he cried out, "Ughmmm... fuck!" This was all so new to him, and he hadn't figured it out yet, but more than just her cock was filling him now. There was something inside him he couldn't explain.

"You want my cock! You want to be full of my cum. I want you to say it!" she demanded, slamming her entire length inside his fuckhole.

Morgan's breasts bounced wildly on her chest based on her thrusting motion. She was red in the face and breathing heavy. Morgan repositioned herself, covering his body with hers and leaning her weight against him; all the while her cock continued to plow his insides. Kevin could feel her hard nipples scrape along his back. His cock was aching against the mattress and seeking its own release. He could do nothing but moan and whimper under her unyielding thrusts.

"I dooo want ittt," Morgan's former tormenter groaned, his speech hard to understand.

"Yeaaaah!" Morgan cried out. "I made you love this cock!" She was so hard, so close to blasting. Morgan could feel Kevin's pulsing asshole grip her cock just a little tighter, she almost lost it right then and there. She drove her rod to the hilt inside him. Her hands squeezed his body. The young t-girl bounced up and down on his ass with reckless abandon. She put every ounce of strength behind each thrust.

"I'm gonna CUM! I can't take your fucking hot asshole without CUMMING!" she shouted as her balls erupted. Kevin's own cock lurched and started to blow. Morgan slammed herself into his tight, milking hole. She clenched her eyes shut and let go in the bliss of orgasm.

"This... feels... too... good! Can't stop! Can't control it!" she sputtered out, her cock covering his insides with girl cream.

The sweaty t-girl collapsed on top of Kevin's body. She continued spewing cum, her cock buried deep inside his tight hole. She smiled to herself as the last spurt shot deep inside him. Kevin could feel her warm breath on his neck. His cock was completely spent as well. Morgan thought to herself that she'd never had a more powerful orgasm in her life and best of all...

"I made you like it. I made you love it! This way there's no going back from this. You feel that?" Morgan tensed her cock inside his tender walls. The young t-girl, satisfied with her accomplishment, closed her eyes in after-sex bliss. Her cock wasn't going anywhere anytime soon.