Morgan's Mounds 2 - Menage a Trois - Sex Stories

Morgan's Mounds 2 - Menage a Trois

... felt like getting chills!" Said Morgan and she folded her arms across her sleeveless cheerleader top and gripping her arms and doing an over exaggerated shiver. It's hard to explain how hard it was not to grab Morgan, hold her against the counter and fuck her at full speed until I came. It was so fucking hard. Speaking of hard, so was my dick. "Why are you wearing your cheerleading outfit if there isn't a game?" I asked, unbelievably happy she was wearing it nonetheless. "We had an assembly and spirit cheer to start the momentum for homecoming week." "Ah. Well, make me a plate, will ya?" I asked as I went to the couch, anxious to cover my now pronounced erection. Morgan came bounding in first, a big smile and two plates of food. "Here you are Mr. H." She said handing me my plate, some sweet and sour sauce on her finger. She popped it in her mouth and closed her eyes while she pulled it out slowly, a light "mmmmm" escaping her throat. She set down her plate and and went back to the kitchen, as she was about to round the corner, let her finger catch her skirt and pull it up for just a second, showing that she was wearing not bloomers but a g-string. I was still school colors, being purple and white. She came back with two large soda glasses and Chelsea followed her. Morgan sat next to me on the love seat, Chelsea to the next door chair. They popped in the first movie and we ate dinner. Morgan in the middle paused, and deliberately got a good grip on her hair tie so she could ...

... remove it in an exaggerated fashion the hair going from a pony tail to a cascading waterfall of dark brown hair, new added highlights. She gave me the quickest smile after doing so. When we were done eating, the plates were cleared by the girls. Morgan and Chelsea grabbed comforters. Morgan back on the couch, Chelsea took a large pillow as well and sprawled out on the floor. Morgan billowed the comforter out, covering me as well. "Let's make it like a movie theater!" Morgan said and she reached over and turned out the living room lights, now only the residual kitchen light and the tv lit the room in a blue glow. Morgan wasted little time as her hand was almost instantly running across my thigh and began to rub my semi hard prick. I looked at her, she was staring at the tv, giving me a fantastic cock massage but wasn't even acknowledging me otherwise. Morgan unbuttoned and unzipped my khaki shorts and freed my raging erection. She was a talent, she would dance her fingers around it, then give the head a squeeze and rub, taking my precum with her each time she did and used it to slide her fingers up, down, and across my shaft. The bare skin touch was almost too pleasurable. I almost came right there a few times, but Morgan picked up on something and knew just when to pause to keep things from popping. I was in a different world. I forgot there was a movie playing, all I could understand was how infatuated I was with this sexpot and I felt ashamed that i wanted to send Chelsea to ...