My homeless step daughter Part 2

Chelsea and Ronnie came home late that night. I was read with some dinner and drinks. Chelsea walked through the door and placed the packages on the floor. She gave me a nice lingering kiss as Ronnie watched. “Ronnie, aren’t you going to say hi to daddy?” Ronnie walked up and wrapped her arms around me. I leaned forward and kissed her soft lips. I let it linger a bit but decided to keep it clean, for now. I tried not to leer at her little skirt and obvious lack of a bra. I handed Ronnie a glass of wine and she hesitated. “I thought you said no drinking?” I smiled. “If you’re here with us and want to have a drink, you may. As long as you ask first. But no bringing friends over and raiding my liquor cabinet. Understood?” Ronnie flashed a big beautiful smile and took a sip of her drink.

“So ladies, how was shopping?” Chelsea and Ronnie began talking about all the sales and outfits as I started to zone out. “Uh oh”, giggled Chelsea. “I think we’re losing him! Ronnie, how about a little fashion show?” Ronnie jumped up and ran to what was formerly the guest bedroom and now her room. Chelsea cuddled up next to me. “You’re gonna love our new little fuck toy, daddy!” I smiled. “So when did you decide that she was gonna be our new toy?” “When I saw you looking at her nipples. Which are gorgeous, by the way. And the way she tried not to look when I was sucking your cock. You both want each other, so why not?” She then squeezed my cock. “And who doesn’t want to pop a cherry?”

“Are you ready?” asked Ronnie from down the hall. “Hang on!” yelled Chelsea as she jumped up and put on some 80’s rock. First song up? Talk Dirty to Me by Poison. Ronnie walked out in an obscenely short dress that showed a lot of skin. She danced around the room as we watched. Chelsea moved in closer to me and placed her hand on my crotch, rubbing my cock as I watched this teen beauty dancing around. The little bit of wine definitely killed off any sense of embarrassment that Ronnie may have felt. She leaned in close and pushed her tits together right in front of my my face. Then to my shock she grabbed Chelsea and buried her face in her tits. She then turned and showed off her beautifully round ass. She bent forward just enough that I could see the color of her tiny little thong. She then came up and straddled my lap, grinding down into my hardening cock. And then just as quickly she hopped up, giggling, and ran back to her room.

“Holy shit!” was all I could say. Chelsea looked down and saw a wet spot in the front of my jeans from the pre-cum oozing from my hard cock. Ronnie came out again, but this time in a sheer black teddy, fishnet thigh highs and high heels. Her lips were a dark red and her hair up in ponytails. I thought I was going to have a stroke. She turned and smacked her ass, leaving a nice red hand print on her lily white ass. Chelsea slowly undid my pants and pulled my cock out, gently stroking it. Ronnie turned and was shocked by the sight on the couch. Chelsea’s hand on my very erect dick and my fingers working her beautiful pussy. Ronnie got her composure and finished her little dance before running back into her bedroom.

Chelsea and I were all over each other on the couch. My fingers were working her cunt as she jacked me off. Her shirt and bra were across the room. Suddenly we heard someone clear their throat. We both looked up at Ronnie. Her hair still in pigtails, soft pink lipstick and glasses.