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

Morgan's Mounds 2 - Menage a Trois

... Chelsea was next to me rubbing my chest softly, her head on my shoulder, watching Morgan clean me. "Chel, Chelsea?" I said hoarsely, not sure what to make of things. "Hi daddy, I love you daddy." And she rolled up her lips to mine and we kissed. I wanted to push her away but she had such a great kiss. Tender, shy, reserved. My step daughter was a virgin, I realized, happy that she wasn't a fucked up whore like Morgan. She was a good girl. Why was she kissing me? What had Morgan done to her? And why was I still kissing her!? I wrapped my arm around Chelsea's shoulder and pulled her off my lips. "Chelsea . . . why, why were you watching us?" "Morgan told me that night that you rubbed against her. She told me she was going to have sex with you. I was watching when you were with her. She told me how great it was. She said you are the best lover. I want my first time to be with the best. I love you so much daddy. I don't want to be a virgin anymore daddy. She told me tonight would be the night. I have been so excited all day!." She lunged to me again and we kissed. "Chelsea, we can't do that. There is no way . . " I was cut off my Chelsea kissing me again. I indulge for a moment and pulled her away again. "We just can't sweetie. It isn't right." I was telling myself the same thing, but I couldn't stop my arm from cradling her to me. Her smaller but harder breasts felt so nice pressed against me, the nipples hard. "Yeah right, he is getting hard. You got him." Said Morgan in ...

... between slurps laughing. "Yay!" Squealed Chelsea, kissing me again.. "I'm ready!" Chelsea pushed up and looked down at me with anticipation. Those nipples were pointing straight out. "Chelsea . . . " I sighed. "I know I don't look like Morgan," Chelsea said in a depressed voice. "I wish I was pretty so you would want me. I wish I had those big breasts so you would think I was worth love." "Chelsea" I said as I stroked her cheek. "You are beautiful. You are sexy. You are gorgeous. I wish I could make love to you day and night. I want to be the first man to be inside you. But I can't. We just can't." "She's not even your daughter. What's the big deal? You already fucked one girl tonight, why not another?" "Morgan, shut up!" "Daddy, I want you." "No Chelsea. I will not put my penis inside any part of your body." "What if you could pretend?" Asked Morgan, pausing on her constant cleaning of my manhood. "Pretend?" Asked Chelsea and I in unison. "Well you won't put your dick in her. Not sure why you care so much, but look, have her sit on your tummy, I will suck on you and finger her and match the rhythms. You can kiss and touch and pretend you are loving each other . I bet I can make you both orgasm at the same time." "I won't doubt anything you can do." I said to Morgan, now thinking I was probably one of dozens of guys. She was a fucking slut. But she had an idea . . and I wanted to kiss my step daughter's lips again. "Oh, ah. Shit. Ok, we can do that." "Do a good job Morgan ok?" ...