Gender: Female Age: 19 Location: San francisco, CA
This is a love story with a lot of sexual events in it. However, it is also a true story, and the characters are in love. If you want a story about two sex-crazed people on a one-night stand, then you're at the wrong story.
Molly just turned 15 last week. The excitement of her birthday had long since worn off. Molly was lying face down on her bed with her head perched on her hand. She was reading a favorite book of hers. But she couldn't think about the book any longer. Instead, she merely glazed over the words, but didn't absorb them. She rested her head on the open book and smiled to herself. He was so dreamy, his brown eyes were so beautiful that she could stare at them for hours. He would always hug her for the longest time. She felt safe in his arms, like nothing in the world mattered as long as she didn't let go....
"Thinking about Michael again?" It was Jason, Molly's little brother. Most people in Molly's situation would reply, "No, and get out of my room you freak!" but Molly is special. She is the kindest girl you'll ever meet. She is tolerant towards everyone. In public, Molly was the life of the party, the best dancer, the role model for younger girls, and a heartthrob to all the boys. All the girls wished they were her, and all the guys wished they could get with her. But at home, she kept to herself and read a lot. Her parents were from the hippie generation, so the house was full of color, and there were no TV's or computers. Molly and her family had always gotten along perfectly.
"You know it, J-man!" she smiled.
"Ok well think in the shower," Jason laughed. "Mom told you to get in there an hour ago!"
"Oh, thanks." She replied. She grabbed a towel and headed into the bathroom. She closed the door and locked it. She walked over to the shower and turned the warm water on so it would have a chance to heat up. As soon as she released the knob, she strided over to her bathroom mirror and began to undress. She always performed this in front of a mirror. She imagined Michael was watching her, rather than her own reflection staring back at her. This started to make her pussy moisten, and she slowly slid down her skinny jeans until they were around her ankles. She pulled them off one leg at a time, watching herself in the mirror, performing a strip tease or herself. She tossed her pants on the floor and gazed at herself. She was wearing a t-shirt and panties. The t-shirt really showed off her breasts nicely. Molly was always proud of her breasts. They were 34B's, and Molly was a short girl, so they were in perfect proportion with her body. Molly pulled the shirt over her head and dropped it on top of her pants. Molly was in a Victoria's Secret green lace bra and matching pale green panties. She could clearly see a dark spot where her moisture had soaked through. You see, Molly had a horny side that she kept to herself. She thought about sex all the time, and the slightest things would make her pussy as wet as a sponge. Molly gazed into her beautiful blue eyes as she snaked a hand down the middle of her stomach and under her panties. Her moan was covered by the sound of the rushing shower, which was definately warm enough. Molly rubbed her clit hard and fast, then released. She removed her hand and slid her fingers around the sides of her underwear and pushed them down her legs. Molly kicked them off her feet and reached behind her back to release her bra clasp. As she slowly unclasped it, she looked at her pussy, shaven to perfection. There was not a single hair on it, as Molly had carefully shaven it every day since she met Michael, knowing that someday he'd enjoy that. She unsnapped her bra and pulled it off her arms. Her boobs dropped ever so slightly. Molly shook her shoulders and watched her breasts shake with them. She brought her right breast to her mouth and attacked her nipple with her tongue. Her nipple became hard in her mouth and a drop of pussy moisture dribbled down her leg. Molly brought two fingers to her entrance and pressed them in. She didn't let up on her nipple. Molly didn't want to have an orgasm before she was in the shower, so she slowly stopped and pulled out her fingers and seductively sucked on them in the mirror. Satisfied that she had performed quite a show for herself, she headed into the shower, feeling sexy and extremely horny.
Molly had a special showerhead, one of those with a hose along the showerhead. She loved this toy, because it gave her orgasms a million times stronger that when she would finger her clit on her bed in her room with the music on. Molly turned the showerhead to Massage mode. It sprayed with significant force, and Molly drew her head back and legs apart. She was lying nude on the shower floor with her hips elevated and her back arched. She held the showerhead about three inches from the upper half of her pussy as the water pounded against her clit. Water ran down her slit and further down her buttcrack. Molly began panting hard, and her body twitched. Molly's hips shuddered and jolted. An indescribable feeling came over her beginning in her pussy, and she began to breathe harder and harder. She brought the showerhead even closer to her pussy and angled it upward under her clitoral hood. Molly bit her lip as she climaxed and arched her back even higher. Waves of pleasure came over her and she lost control. She let out such a loud moan that her neighbors could hear it. That snapped Molly out of her orgasmic bliss. Molly let go of the showerhead and tried to slow her breathing. She rested on the shower floor until she heard Jason ask, "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, Jason, I'm okay. Just saw a huge spider!" Molly lied.
"Oh, okay" Jason left.
Molly started to unscrew the showerhead apparatus from the edge of the hose. Water came out of the edge of the hose much more thickly and smoothly. Molly pushed the hose into her pussy. She clenched her pussy around the hose as water filled her up. As it started coming back out her pussy, it vibrated against her pussy lips. The water pleasured her in all the right places all at the same time. Molly moaned softly and squeezed her breast with one hand. Then she squeezed her pussy tighter around the hose and rubbed her clit with her free hand. Water sprayed out of her cunt and caused her tightly closed pussy lips to vibrate. Molly squirted a bit of shampoo onto her fingers and used it as lubricant as she rubbed her clitoris and breasts faster. She began to shake again, and Molly's tight pussy began to hold the shower hose inside her in a death grip. Molly tried to pull it out, but her climaxing pussy wouldn't let her. Molly pulled and pulled, but only succeeded in brushing against her clit, and she went back into orgasm. Each one felt better than the last. She had at least three more orgasms before she could finally gather enough strength to reach up and turn off the water. Shortly after, Molly's muscular pussy finally let go of the hose, and she screwed the showerhead back on the hose. Molly pushed like she had to pee, and almost a litre of water squirted out her pussy and down the drain. Feeling like a sex goddess, Molly stood up and wrapped a towel around herself. Even though Molly was still a virgin, she was too curious to leave her hyman intact. Molly had broken it with the edge of a broom handle, and had always tried new sexual activities since. Molly discovered a million new ways to masterbate, but felt bad for guys since they only had one. Molly also practiced strengthening her pussy. She'd insert objects and squeeze them, sometimes even going to school with toothbrush covers or carrots buried deep in her pussy.
Molly dried off and carried her clothes back into her room, with her towel wrapped around her.
When she got to her room, she locked the door and jumped naked onto her bed. She rested on her back and began to dream about Michael. She was stripping in the bathroom for HIM, and HIS masculine hands were fingering her clitoris. Molly began to run her clit in small circles as she dreamed about Michael doing it for her. Molly rubbed faster and tensed all the muscles in her legs, stomach, and pussy. Just before her orgasm started to build, the doorbell rang. Molly stopped immediately and scrambled to put on some clothes. She settled on some ultra-tiny booty shorts and a tank top. She opened her door and scrambled downstairs to greet the guest. Jason beat her to the door, and Molly froze. Grinning at her from the doorway was Michael!
"Hey, Molly!" Michael greeted. Molly slowly regained control of her legs and continued down the stairs.
"Hey Mikey" Molly smiled, "what are you doing here? Isn't it a 4 hour drive to get here?"
She wrapped her arms around him and he wrapped an arm around the middle of her back, and the other behind her shoulders, with his hand resting on the back of her head. He pulled tighter.
"But you're totally worth it, you know that!"
"Aww!" Molly cooed, "its great to see you." She pulled him into her tighter. Michael was first to release. Molly let go quickly.
"So what's there to do in Sacramento?" Michael asked.
"Not much, let's just walk around." Michael pulled Molly gently through the door. She felt like a princess as she stepped over the doorframe and she spun herself around Michael's arm into his body. Her butt brushed his crotch, as she intended, and Michael wrapped his arms around her from behind.
"Mom, I'm gonna go for a walk!" Molly yelled back into the house.
"Ok, Moll, be back before dark."
Molly bolted out of Michael's grip and sped down the road. She smiled at her own confidence. She turned a corner and pressed her back against the wall like a spy. She heard Michael's footsteps racing from where she had come, and then he emerged and continued to run past her. Molly started laughing and Michael turned around.
"Ahh, you clever little... if we were in MY city, this would be reversed!" Michael retorted.
"Giddiyup," Molly called as she jumped on his back and latched her legs around his chest. Michael took off in a slow sprint towards the park, which was really just a huge field were people hang out. Michael got to the field and sat down and lied down on his back, with Molly still under him.
"Did you forget about me?" Molly accused.
"Oh my god! Molly! I totally forgot you were there!" Michael joked.
"Wow, that makes me feel special!" Molly joked back. She released her legs from his chest and pushed Michael off of her. She sat on top of him, straddling him, with a leg on either side.
"Nice polka dot underwear," Michael grinned up at her.
"Glad you like them!" She flirted.
Then, Molly made another move. She leaned forward and rested her whole body on Michael. Michael was completely lying down facing up, and Molly faced down completely on top of him. Michael's feet were apart, and Molly fit hers perfectly between them. Her head was just to the side of his and her arms lay on top of his. She intertwined her fingers with his and he turned his head to kiss her on the cheek. Michael moved his hands up and across her back. When Molly turned back to kiss him back, Michael held her tighter and turned his face so Molly kissed his lips instead. It was a quick peck, then she backed up and they looked in each others eyes. Then, they both brought their lips together. Michael's lips felt amazing against Molly's own. Michael gently sucked on her bottom lip, and Molly let out a soft moan and parted her lips. Their lips fit together and their tongues did dances in circles on each other. They explored every inch of each other's mouths, then pulled apart after a minute. Michael's hands were resting on her back pockets, and Molly wriggled her hips and ground against him. He massaged her ass through her pants by squeezing and grabbing at her ass. Molly ground harder and he mashed his hands harder against her ass. Then, he slid his hands into her pants and started to massage her bare ass. Molly stiffened and stopped grinding her hips.
"Is this okay?" Michael asked, and pulled his hands out of her pants.
"Yeah, but not here. Look at those kids watching us." Molly said softly into his ear.
Michael rolled over so that Molly was underneath him. She squealed in surprise. Michael grabbed her hands and pulled himself up, bringing her with him. This time, she jumped onto him and straddled him from the front. Her head rested on his shoulder looking behind him. Michael spread his fingers apart and held her up by her ass. Molly bent her head to kiss him on his neck. Michael started walking further from the park, and away from Molly's house. She soon figured out where he was going. There was a creek that was a well-kept secret among the locals, and Molly had taken Michael there the last time he visited. Molly started kissing his neck again, making lines up and down his neck. Michael gave her a light squeeze on her ass. Molly used her tongue and started licking him in small circles, which was making Michael walk wobbly. She sucked on his skin, and Michael turned his own neck and kissed and sucked on hers. Molly felt her pussy get wet. She wiggled her hips, which ground her pussy into Michael's stomach. Michael let go of Molly's ass and she slid seductively down his body. When her feet touched the ground they were inches apart, and looked into each other's eyes. Michael moved in for a kiss, and Molly closed her eyes. Michael kissed her on the forehead and ran towards the creek. Molly chased after him. Michael stopped at the water's edge and held out an arm. Molly grabbed it and put it over her shoulder. Michael spun her in so she was pressed against him, but they were both facing the water. Michael put hands in her front pockets, and pulled her by her waist. He took out his right hand and held it just above her pantline. He slowly wiggled his fingers into her pants from the front. When he was just an inch in, he paused. Molly sucked her skinny stomach in and bent her head back against his shoulder to give his fingers better access. He kissed her on the lips as he pushed his hand through her jeans and under her tight spandex panties. He removed his left hand
from her pocket and used it to undo the button on her jeans. He slid the zipper down and started to run her with his right hand. He rubbed the top half of her pussy, spreading the lips with his outer two fingers and using his thumb to rub her clit through the clitoral hood. He used his remaining to fingers to massage her slit, and push in slightly. He kissed Molly on the lips again and they engaged in a tongue war. Molly's beautiful blue eyes rolled back in pleasure, as she grabbed at her breasts through her shirt and pressed and kneaded hard. She bit down on Michael's lip, but not hard. Michael speeded up his efforts before using his thumb to lift her clitoral hood and touch her bare clitoris. Molly moaned and squeezed her breasts with such force that Michael was worried they would fall off. Molly's legs tightened together, locking Michael's hand inside. Her pussy tightened like a vice grip, but Michael kept rubbing faster. "Ahhhh! AHHHHHHH!! Ohhh OHHHHH! OHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" Molly moaned until she was panting and out of breath.
"Okay," Molly whispered, and Michael stopped moving. After a few minutes, Molly was able to relax enough to let Michael remove his hand. As he did this, he brought all his fingers over her clit, and Molly groaned in pleasure. "Uhhhhhhhhh..mmm"
"Thank you, that was amazing," Molly panted.
"Anything to make you feel good."
Michael said softly into her ear. He rezipped her zipper and buttoned her pants, but Molly put her hand over his and unzipped her pants again.
"What do you have in mind now?" Michael asked.
"I wanna repay you," she said in a seductive moan, "and I like my pants undone." With that, she reached for his shorts and pulled them straight down. Michael's erection was obvious pushing against his boxers. She reached through the barn door in the front and pulled out Michael's dick through it. She was impressed by it's 7 inches, since she'd only occasionally seen her brother's penis, which was well under 6 inches. Molly's family was fairly open about sexuality, so Molly knew exactly how to please Michael. She inserted the tip of his dick into her mouth. She sucked in her cheeks and made rhythmic pumping motions. She took more and more each time, trying to surpress her gag reflex. Michael ran his hands through her long, blonde hair as she pleasured him. Michael relaxed his ass and leg muscles so he would last longer, but he knew he would cum anyway. Molly pushed herself against Michael's penis until the tip hit the back of her throat. She swallowed, which made her throat contract around his dick, making him moan and shake.
"MOLLY--I'M--CUMMING!!" and Molly sucked harder, deeper, and faster. When Michael started to squirt, she slowed down and stayed still as Michael's cum shot down her throat. Not a drop ever saw the outside of her mouth.
Molly slowly slid her lips tightly off his dick, and then crawled up his body and kissed him on the lips.
"You wanna taste?" She said sexily.
"I wanna taste YOU," Michael flirted back.
"Ooooh!" Molly approved. She slid herself down his body, and lied on the smooth rocks near the water. She was fully clothed, but her pants were unbuttoned and Michael thought seeing her lying there with her legs slightly parted looking up at him lovingly was the sexiest thing he'd ever seen.
"You look so beautiful right now," Michael said. He crawled over her horizontal body and settled on top of her. He started unbuttoning her shirt.
"Oh, I can tell you're gonna make me beg!" Molly pouted. That sent Michael over the edge. Molly's pouting face was so sexy that Michael became a slave to her sexual desires. He forced her chest up and yanked her shirt over her head. He nearly broke her bra clasps as he yanked off the offending garnet. They were both breathing harder and extremely aroused. When Michael succeeded in removing Molly's bra and saw for the first time what was underneath, he suddenly switched from horny and rough to horny and gentle. He lightly reached out and touched the soft fleshy B-cup mounds.
"Aww, I'm glad you think so. Cuz they're all yours!"
"Ooh, sexy!" Michael grinned. Molly moaned as he gave each nipple a gentle pinch. Then he lowered his mouth over her left breast and soaked her boob with saliva. He flicked his tongue across her nipple and Molly moaned into his ear. He sucked on her nipple and massaged her other breast with his hand. Molly took advantage of having Michael on top of her and she slid her hands under his waistband and grabbed his bare ass. She could feel his boner through her pants as well as his. She pushed Michael down her body, towards her warm, wet pussy. Michael kissed all down her body, then suddenly turned sharply and went past her pussy. Molly knew she was being teased, and wanted to play along.
"Oh please just suck and lick me!"
And with it she grabbed his head and pulled him into her pussy.
"I like your panties, sexy." Michael said.
"Perfect, if you'd just take them off then you can have them!"
"What's the rush?" Michael teased. He started to kiss the wet spot on her pussy, making her moan and undulate her hips. Molly was so horny that she was sneaking an arm down her stomach, and now slid it under her panties to massage her clit.
"UhhhhhHHHHH!!" She moaned. Michael pulled her hand away and lifted both of her legs straight up into the air. Molly's legs were straight up and held together. Molly's horny fingers were back under her panties. Michael pinched the cotton at the wet spot and pulled them up her legs. He took them off her legs and let her legs fall back down. Then he got between them again and Molly parted her legs as much as she could to allow him access. Michael brought his face a tongue's length away from Molly's hot, wet cunt, but stopped to reach back and unzip his pants. He pulled his dick through and then looked up at Molly. "It's getting uncomfortable in there," he explained.
"IF YOU DON'T EAT MY FUCKING PUSSY RIGHT NOW THEN I SWEAR TO GOD I'LL... Ooooooooohhhh!!!" Molly was interrupted as Michael latched his mouth over her clit and started rubbing it with his tongue.
"Oh god that feel so gooood!!" Molly barely made out. Michael started licking around her slit, just to get her hornier. He stuck his tongue into her hole and wiggled the tip around. He let her moan a bit, then started to trace the alphabet into her pussy. He started with M, and wrote out "molly, i love you." into her pussy. Molly was biting her bottom lip and fondling her breasts. Her chest was rising and falling like a seizure patient. Michael inserted his right middle into Molly's mouth and the horny girl sucked on it like her life depended on it. Michael pulled it out and stuffed his saliva lubricated finger deep into Molly's pussy. The rest of Michael's fist hit the bottom of Molly's body and Michael started wiggling his middle finger around inside her, while still licking her all over her clitoral hood and in the folds of her vagina. Michael wiggled his middle finger in a "come here motion rubbing against the top of her vaginal walls. He hit a patch of skin that felt different and he rubbed it in curiosity. It felt a little rougher, but not extremely different from the rest of her pussy. But he kept rubbing in there because he was so aroused by Molly's reaction. She had rolled her head back, bit her lip, and made a long, high-pitched whine. It was the sexiest sound imaginable. Michael kept sucking and licking around her clit while fingering her g-spot with his middle finger. Molly was moaning and shuddering. Her moans grew louder and she started breathing hard and heavily again. She climaxed with a violent shudder.
Minutes later, Molly calmed down enough to sit up. Michael wrapped his arms around her and held her tightly, like a precious possession. "Molly," he began, "I love you." he held the naked girl tightly and kissed her on her neck.
"Aww!" a huge grin came over her face, "I love you too." They stayed in that embrace for about 5 minutes, then Molly wiggled her hips a little bit to make Michael let go. He did and Molly got up and picked up all of her clothes.
"I'm a little tired," Molly yawned, followed by the sexiest nude stretch imaginable. When Molly reached for the sky, her breasts stretched outward and Molly bent her head back and looked up. Michael fell deeper in love with this beautiful creature. "Will you dress me?" she continued.
"I'd like nothing better." Michael replied honestly. Molly got down on the ground and lifted both feet straight up in the air. Michael pulled her panties up her legs until they covered her pussy. He gave her a quick rub for good luck, making her squirm and smile. Next, he took her thin cotton booty shorts and dressed her with them. Molly stood up, still topless. Michael grabbed her bra and gave each nipple a kiss before he put it on. He clasped the back and pulled her shirt over her head and kissed her on her lips. She returned it, and they both collapsed to the ground again. Molly lay on top of Michael, and Michael's hands found their way under Molly's jeans and onto her bare ass.
Suddenly Molly got off of him and stood up. "C'mon, let's go!" Molly called.
"To my house!"
"Cuz no one's home for three hours!" she announced.
"Why are we still here?" Michael joked and they set off. Michael hand around Molly's shoulders and her hand around his waist.
"When we get home, we need to shower," Molly began. They both new where that would lead them:
Molly grabbed him by his arm and pulled him into the shower with her. Michael immediately pressed her against the shower wall and started kissing her. Molly turned her head away.
"You think I brought you in here just so you can fuck me?" Molly asked angrily. Michael retreated back a step, "Well, yeah."
"Well I didn't," she started with a smile, "will you help me wash my back?" She handed Michael a bar of soap, and he eagerly took it and began rubbing it between his hands. When he was all soaped up, he rubbed his hands all over her back. He rubbed over her shoulders, and up to her neck, making her moan lightly. "Ohhhh that feels sooo good!" Molly moaned. This is when Michael really looked at how beautiful Molly was. Her hair glistened in the water, and drops of water on her face and chest added to her appeal. Water ran down her beautiful features, between her breasts, in the crack of her ass, and vertically down the middle of her pussy. Michael's erection stirred. "You look beautiful," he gazed straight into her eyes. "Thank you, now wash me!" Molly replied. She was horny as hell and wanted Michael to wash her and rub all over her wet body. Michael got behind her, then he went down. He soaped up her lower back and then down to her ass. He got in between her cheeks and tried to catch a feel of her pussy but discovered Molly had her hand cupped over her hidden treasure.
"Eh, eh, eh! Watch yourself." she teased.
Michael continued down her legs slightly faster, since there was nothing else exciting left. When he had reached her feet, Molly turned around.
"Now, do my front." she commanded.
"Ohh yes, ma'am," Michael grinned. He stayed at her feet, and started up. This time when he reached her pussy she parted her legs a bit and let him in. She had no pubic hair because of the razor Michael spotted on the shelf, so Michael soaped her bare skin around her pussy, then went straight in. He pushed two soapy fingers straight up into her tunnel and started fucking her with them. She brought her hand to her clit and started rubbing herself in circles.
"Wow, you're so dirty down here that I don't think you'll ever be clean!" Michael joked.
"Yeah.. I'm such a dirty girl!" Molly moaned.
"Yes you are! And I'm here to clean you up! Just look how much dirt you have right here!" And with that, he flicked her clit, making her lurch. "It's so tough to get off," Michael added, with another flick of her clitoris, and another lurch from Molly. Molly's body started shaking and undulating, and Michael started fingerfucking her faster. She climaxed in a loud, drawn out groan and clenched herself around his fingers. Silently, Michael pulled them out with some force, and continued soaping her up. He soaped her breasts and washed them carefully so that any dirt that had accumulated over the last ten years had been washed away.
"Thank you," Molly whispered, having just returned from her orgasm.
"My treat," Michael grazed his hand over her cheeks, and kissed her on the lips. Molly kissed him back, but was first to break it.
"It's your turn." she said as she turned around and faced away from him. She bent forward and reached for her toes. Michael just stared at her beautiful ass. It was perfectly shaped, and he could see her pussylips sticking out. He slowly grabbed as much of her ass as he could and squeezed it.
"Oh, just fuck me as hard as you can!" She said. Such powerful words from a girl like Molly, who would rarely ever swear, was unusual. Michael's dick had been hard since he had started rubbing soap on Molly's wet body, and he easily slid it into her pussy from behind. He grabbed Molly around her waist and pulled her into him. Moans were uttered by both parties. Molly rocked her hips and pressed her ass against Michael's stomach. Michael began pumping back and forth into her pussy. Water sprayed onto his stomach as well as Molly's horizontal back, which made everything look more erotic. The water ran down Michael's stomach and lubricated his penis, which was getting steadily closer to cumming.
"Uhhhh." groaned Michael as Molly began to climax and her pussy clenched like a mechanical vice. Michael slowed down as they approached orgasm, and stopped He pulled out, and Molly straigtened up. Michael pucked her up, using both ass cheeks as grips. He pressed her against the wall and fucked her as she straddled him. Soon, he came into her and let Molly go. Then he slid down to the floor as all his muscles weakened. Molly sat down in top of him and gently fondled his cock lovingly.
"That was nice," Molly said.
"We have to do this again sometime." Michael agreed. He turned off the water and reached for two towels, but Molly stopped him.
"We're not gonna need towels," Molly grinned. She grabbed him by his wrist and pulled him out of the bathroom completely naked and into her bedroom. She stripped back her bed covers and pulled him in with her. She covered them back up and snuggled against him. They rested in a spooning position until they were warm and dry.
"Are you hungry?" Molly asked.
"Yeah, but I need food before I do that!" he teased. Molly put on a thong and another pair of tiny booty shorts. Then she puts on a tank top without a bra and heads downstairs. Michael slips into his jeans and walks downstairs after her.
"Just sit at the table," Molly offers.
"It's okay, I like to watch," Michael replied.
Molly reached up against the counter to open a high cabinet, and while she was reaching, Michael became incredibly horny. He came up from behind her and pressed his hips against hers, effectively holding her against the counter. Molly smiled and ground her hips into his. Michael kissed her neck and slid a hand under her shirt. He brought his hand up and squeezed her right breast. With his other hand, he goes under her panties and fingers her gently. He keeps this up until he gets bored and she's breathing hard after multiple orgasms. He slides both hands under her panties and pulls them down from the inside. Molly knows what he wants, and she bends herself over the counter. Michael unzip his jeans and pulls his penis through the fly. He aligns it with her presoaked opening and pushed through. He fucks her in the kitchen for a few minutes. They're both panting, Molly is moaning, "Oh my god, oh my god!! I feel so full!" and Michael's moans are incomprehensible. Finally, Molly began to climax, "OH MY GOD!! I'M CUMMING! OHHHH MY GOOOOD!!! FUCK ME HARDER MICHAEL I LOVE YOU!!" and her pussy tightened around Michael's dick, making him cum into her. An exhausted Molly reached up again to get a dish while Michael was still inside of her. Molly and Michael both groaned at the sensation before Michael pulled out and pulled up Molly's booty shorts. They were both panting and Michael pulled her into a tight hug from behind. He kissed her on her neck and whispered into her ear.
"You know that for the longest time I used to imagine what you looked like under these shorts," Michael began, "And I would try to peek up the leg when you sat down."
"Well was it like you imagined?"
"Oh so much better!!"
"Haha, thank you!" She held her body against him and wrapped her arms tight across his waist.
"When did you say your parents get home?" Michael asked.
"We've got over an hour."
Michael turned Molly so that she was facing away from him, and slipped his hand under her spandex shorts. She gave a light moan as he rubbed past her clit. Using his first and third finger, he spread her pussy lips, while he used his middle finger to run all along the slit. Molly pulled down her shorts and underwear to give him more room.
Suddenly, Michael swept her off the ground, and held her like a newborn baby in his arms.
"As soon as I get you up these stairs, I'm gonna eat you out until you're screaming for me to stop!" Michael teased.
"My I don't think you're ever gonna be able to do that," Molly teased, "Girls can go forever!"
"We'll find out," Michael challenged.
With that, Michael gave Molly a long kiss on the lips as he carried her upstairs to her room. Molly smiled up at him. She felt safe and loved in his arms. She was starting to get moist from thinking about what was going to happen next. She brought a hand to her pussy and started to rub her clit through its hood as Michael laid her down gently on the bed.
"Oh this is gonna be fun," Molly thought aloud."
TO BE CONTINUED
Hey thanks for reading. My real name is Molly, but I changed Michael's name. This is mostly a true story, with a few details stretched for the sake of the story. I hope you liked it! Also, this is my first story so please don't be to harsh, but also please leave some good constructive criticism so I'll be able to write better stories in the future.
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