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

Morgan's Mounds 2 - Menage a Trois

... pleaded Chelsea as she slid on top of my stomach, she thin thighs showing a pronounced tendons popping out as her knees almost hit the bed on either side. Her pussy hair was either trimmed well or just starting because I could feel the wispy hair on my tummy, and it made my cock harden significantly. She was pure, her skin was so soft, she smelled wonderful, she was the perfect combination of firm and supple. She was trim and taught. I pulled Chelsea to me and we kissed, again and again. I felt Morgan inhale my cock while Chelsea felt Morgan's finger slide inside her cunt, just one for now. Our moans were in concert, as we pleased at Morgan's touch and at our caressing arm and lips. I began to fantasize I really was in Chelsea. It was so wrong but it was so hot!!! I was glad Morgan had cleaned me out earlier, I wanted to make this experience last. I would never do any of this with her again, but just tonight, I was going to indulge. You only live once, and nights like this were impossible! Chelsea gained confidence and we kissed stronger and deeper. She was a natural, pure and sweet. She was a morsal. Morgan increased the speed and pressure on my blowjob, and added a second finger in Chelsea. I moaned, Chelsea moaned, and Morgan stayed quiet, working hard to make our fantasy reality. "Ooo. Ooo. Oh Daddy. Oh Daddy, Oh, OH OH OH!" Chelsea clenched, her legs squeezing the air out of me. "Oooo! OOOO! Oh daddy. oh daddy. Daddy!" I felt her juice spill out on to me. She fell to me ...

... and we kissed and cuddled. :Oh daddy, oh god, another one?" Morgan was a pro, she should have been a high class hooker. Shit, maybe she was. She kept working Chelsea and kept working my cock. I was just starting to feel real tingle in my balls again. Boy, they really were empty. Chelsea pressed herself up on her forehead, her arms clenching the bedspread beside me. I watched her face contorting in the multiple orgasms she was experiencing. She looked so enticing. Her body was so tight and petite, so sexually hungry, so innocent, so . . . so what I wanted. Bad decisions come in waves, and at this point, I think I knew I had only delayed the inevitable. I pushed on Chelsea's hips, forcing her taut form down towards my crotch. Morgan that dirty fucking slut was just waiting for me. She yanked her fingers out and pulled off my cock and lined it up perfectly with Chelsea's pussy well oiled and pre stretched by her good friend , ready to receive me inside her body. I entered her incredibly tight pussy, worried my dick would snap from the pressure of my hips trying to force my step daughter open. The pressure worked and her hymen stretched giving me full access. A few more thrusts and I had worked my way all the way in. "Nnnna oh christ! Oh my sweet little girl." "Chelsea squinted her closed eyes, so wrapped up in numbing orgasms she hadn't even realized. "Ooooo, why are her fingers so . . . so. . . . so warm-mm-mm, oh mm, mmm, mmmm, MMMM, MMMM, MMMMMMMM, MMMMMMMYYY GOOOOOOOOOOD! OH ...