1. Morgan's Mounds 2-Homewrecker


    Date: 10/10/2014, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Coercion, Consensual Sex, Incest, Male / Female Teens, Male/Teen Female, Virginity, Young, Author: DaSpark, Rating: 75, Source: sexstories.com

    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. She crossed her arm and pulled her top off. Without wasting time she unclasped her bra and slid it down her arms, dropping onto my chest. Her breasts were small, at least compared to Morgan, but they were firm and perky, just like the rest of her. I felt her top to bottom, side to side. God damn I did want to fuck her I thought to myself But I just couldn't. I had done the wrong thing before, I was still doing the wrong thing now/ I would not do the WRONG thing, I woulld not be her first. I would not be my step daughter's first time. She was too pure. But I could satisfy her lust this way, or I would at least try. I pulled Chelsea to me and we kissed, again and again. I felt Morgan inhale my cock while Chelsea felt Morgan's finger 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." She got quieter and quieter, as she let the orgasm wash over her. 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 well oiled and pre stretched by ...
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