Molly
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The Greyhound bus was only half full as it made its way into Iowa from Illinois. Most of the passengers were riding alone and stared out the windows at the fields of corn and soybeans that stretched to the horizon. Molly sat by a window toward the rear of the bus. She watched the farmers toiling in the fields as the bus cut through the vast countryside. This was Molly's first visit to Iowa. She was headed to her Aunt Ruth and Uncle Ben's farmstead near the town of Bentonville. Her Aunt Ruth was her mother's sister and had been Molly's favorite aunt when Ruth lived back east where Molly was now coming from. Molly was a very pretty girl of eighteen years old, although she looked much younger. She wore her blond hair in curls that fell to just above her shoulders. Her skin was fair with big blue eyes and full lips. She had a habit of biting her bottom lip when she was nervous.
The bus pulled off the main highway and into a small town called Ranger. "We'll be here for about forty minutes", the driver announced. "If you want to eat supper, there is a small cafe about a block from the bus stop." Molly looked out the window at the quite town. Not much was going on as the sun set off to the west. As the bus stopped and she started to get up she didn´t notice the group of four black men staring at her ...
John Castle sat in the Airport waiting the arrival of Molly his 24 year old daughter. He had lucked out getting a parking place close to the terminal and consequently had a bit of a wait before her plane was due to land. It was almost 5 years since the terrible event that had changed their lives. Maureen so dear to both of them as Wife and Mother had been killed instantly when a drunk driver ran a Red light. John and "Mo", as Molly called her before she could say Mom, had gone to grade school...
It had been a couple of days since my trip to the city and nothing much of note had happened, I had a quiet day planned as Lisa was out and had stayed over at a friend’s house so I had the house to myself, time to catch up on the dreaded housework. I sat drinking coffee in just my boxers as had no reason to dress and my phone pinged with an incoming message. It was from Cindy, “Morning Frank, need to get Molly a b/f, need your help, bunking off today can we visit? C xx” was the message and I...
Jamie was like most men and could be talked into almost anything by a pretty girl. That was never more evident than now—sitting in a small plane, looking at Molly with her beautiful, bushy brown hair sticking out under her helmet, blown in the fierce draft of the open door. Her smiling features looked excited, not frightened, and her incredible body looked ready to go, as always. In a few moments, she would jump out of this, perfectly functioning, plane, and he would follow her. ...
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This is a work of fiction featuring Male on Shemale sex... enjoy! I considered myself straight all my life. I say that because I recently had some experiences that changed my inner definition of myself. I met a girl at a local coffee shop. Actually, I saw her there every morning when I stopped in for my morning cup. I'd always admired her figure and beauty from afar, she was a very pretty redhead with a killer body and great taste in clothes. She was always wearing some kind of...
Chapter OneMrs. Wilson had taken Molly from the orphanage years ago, and Molly knew she ought to be grateful: Mrs. Wilson could have hired a maid with some experience, and she had recently decided that Molly ought to be trained up in order to get a job as a paid companion someday. But Mrs. Wilson was strict, and Molly couldn't even count the number of times she'd been birched or whipped or otherwise punished for breaking some small object or rule.?Do you know why I have asked you to stand here...
Deep in her dream, Maggie was in the hayloft and the Woodson brothers had her bent over haybales pounding her tight young pussy. She hated them for raping her just two weeks ago but she hated more the fact that her pussy was enjoying their big dumb, redneck cocks buried deep in her cunt. She could take no more and exploded in orgasm, No, No, NOOO! Her eyes flew open and there in the bed beside sat Molly, staring in disbelief. “What are you doing? Are you OK?” asked Molly. “Ummm, yea, I’m...
I’d been friends with Molly for a couple of years at least, mainly because our desks were situated close to each other at work. We got along very well, but that was it really. Despite my finding her incredibly attractive, she never really showed any interest in me, so we stayed “just friends”. Once we’d gotten to know each other about as well as platonic friends can, we started to discuss ourselves in a little more intimate detail. It was nothing more than exciting conversations...
Straight SexThe third of a series of shorter tales featuring my mind-controlling protagonist. If you want to read about the protagonist and how his powers work, seek out my longer stories. This story was inspired by doorknob22, so thanks to him for his input. As always feedback is welcome. — All characters and events are fictional. Many are illegal, immoral and/or impossible. Never try this in real life. You do not have mental powers. ***** I’m an early riser, always have been. I seem to get by on...
When I saw Molly through the mass of young bodies I almost did a double-take. It had been months, but I still had her face seared into my memory, especially that exuberant, half-drunk grin she had worn as she wiped a strand of cum off her cheek. I thought I was just seeing things. She was a roadside attraction in Cornland, not one of Florida's gloriously slutty party girls. But there she was again, ducking and weaving her way through the throng. Her face was flushed red. She waved...
‘Not everyone is going to love everything you do, Molly,’ I said staring at the heap of rejection letters in a box. ‘Yeah, well. Thanks. I’m pretty sure the last few weeks of collecting these letters have proven to me that I suck at what I thought was my art. I should have just stuck doing it for me.’ I watched as Molly dumped the letters into her paper recycling bucket at the end of her desk. I could tell she was on the verge of tears. ‘Is it that they didn’t like the drawings that makes...
He was just over eight-years-old and stuck at home for his summer vacation. All alone in his big home, without any parents or guardians. It was normal for him, but this time something in him changed. Little Toby Jones was a curious boy. He had no parents and lived with his extremely frugal grandparents, two tightwads who claimed that they couldn't afford to buy a lot of the things that he needed such as underwear and socks or even a TV. He was small for his age, and had long hair...
Molly has that look in her eyes that I know way to well now. It must be tied to why her brain energy looks normal for most people instead of what it normally looks like for Molly. As I moved in front of her she reached to pull my shorts off and play with my dick until I was hard. Then she scooted back on the bed, pulled the covers back, and patted the bed next to her. When I got in she pushed me on my back, moved her naturally hairless mons over my face, and then moved down on me to start...
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Molly and I met at work when I was in college. She and I got along well, and it wasn’t long before we were hanging out outside of work. We had fun together, generally by drinking and getting high, and there always seemed to be a sexual undercurrent in our friendship. We were not fucking or anything, we just both enjoyed sex and had little problem with discussing it with each other. She was cute too; a short girl with short hair, a perky little rack and an amazing ass. That ass of hers would...
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I've known Molly for years. I had a little crush on her in high school, 30 plus years ago. But nothing ever came of it.And then, we became just friends on FB, after a reunion some 10 plus years ago. Just casual.She lives in Minnesota, and I live in Florida (where we went to high school). Usually I see her, in person, maybe twice a year, when she visits. A group of friends get together and we go out to eat.But on this last visit, we found ourselves eating lunch together alone, when a few people...
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I’d been friends with Molly for a couple of years at least, mainly because our desks were situated close to each other at work. We got along very well, but that was it really. Despite my finding her incredibly attractive, she never really showed any interest in me, so we stayed “just friends”. Once we’d gotten to know each other about as well as platonic friends can, we started to discuss ourselves in a little more intimate detail. It was nothing more than exciting conversations...
Jamie was like most men and could be talked into almost anything by a pretty girl. That was never more evident than now—sitting in a small plane, looking at Molly with her beautiful, bushy brown hair sticking out under her helmet, blown in the fierce draft of the open door. Her smiling features looked excited, not frightened, and her incredible body looked ready to go, as always. In a few moments, she would jump out of this, perfectly functioning, plane, and he would follow her. Other than...
The next morning even with the sunshade in the windshield once the sun was up it pushed light back into the sleeper. He was delighted when he woke up she was already awake, smiled up at him, said, "Hi" and them kissed him on the cheek. "Hi" he replied and put his hand on the back of her neck and pulled her down to him and kissed her. It was the strongest approach the truck driver had used and he didn't notice the change in her at first. Sammi felt his hand firmly on her neck pull...
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Roger started to follow but the large Italian man Vincent grabbed hold of his arm, I wouldn't do that if I were you. Holly's eyes opened wide when she was guided through the unmarked door and Viktor locked it behind them it had a vanity with a sink basin, a toilet and a glass enclosed shower. He sat her on the toilet and turned the water in the shower on. She definitely needed to pee but it was embarrassing doing so with him in the restroom. He kept his body and face pointed at the...
"I see you are awake Sleeping beauty. Time for a stop, smoke and a couple hours of sleep don't you think Senorita" he asked? "Sure" she agreed with a yawn. They both got out of the truck and she headed to the ladies room for a potty break. When she got back he had the two chairs out and he was seated smoking a joint and also had a cooler out and a beer in his hand, "Would you like Cerveza" he asked holding up a green can with two large green letter X? Sammi wasn't sure what it...
She took another look at the map and made the decision to walk along a Northwest interstate. It took her almost 45 minutes to get along the interstate she wanted where she thought she might get a ride. She continued to walk but also looked back at the cars and trucks and on occasion would put her thumb out. Finally after another 45 minutes a sleek black big rig pulled over. Sammi had to walk almost 100 yards as it took the truck time to pull over and stop after passing her. Finally...
Viktor walked over by her head and said softly by her ear, "You see Holly, men can be entertained by women in many ways, dancing, stripping, serving, submission, pain, sex and many more ways. Typically sex is the end goal but there are a variety of things that stimulate men sexually. If you want, you can entertain us more now by milking more cum from our cocks. What do you think, Holly, do you want to use your body to milk more cum now?" Feeling so overwhelmingly used Holly shook her...
Their day together was like no day he had experienced in a long time. When she was happy and smiling it seemed like she could light up the world during a full eclipse and her energy was magnetic drawing him to her. He felt like he was in a dream, she was returning his kisses, giggling when he kissed her nose and chin, letting out sighs and moans as he kissed her by her ear, neck and even on her shoulder and every time his eyes found hers he could see that same brightness and smile that he...
"I'm just being stupid aren't I, Ol'Jack? Lot lizards come and go and I'm too old to think a young woman like her would have feelings for an old goat like me. It's just you and I again. I'm sure you were ready to have all of your space back in the truck. Hell that sleeper is barely big enough for one man, let alone an old trucker, a hitchhiker and a dog, don't ya think" he said to his long time best friend. Ol'Jack let out a whine and rest his head on the passenger seat where...
But within a few minutes of hearing it close Roger opened the bathroom door, "Come with me" he ordered and with her following he turned and walked back to her mom and his bedroom. She followed behind him wrapped only in a towel and noticed he was carrying a black skirt of hers as well as her black high heel pumps and a medium sized cardboard box. When they got into his room he set the skirt on the bed, the shoes on the floor and then set the box on the bed as well. Immediately she...
If only Josh could pass out. Or finish himself off already. I have to keep my breathing relaxed. Keep my eyes closed. Keep still in this obscene position he’s put me. Keep pretending I’m asleep. Ignore the shaking of the bed. Ignore his animalistic grunts. Ignore the sound of those fucking ice cubes, clinging against his empty glass to the rhythm of his jerking motions. I hope he doesn’t touch me tonight. I hope he doesn’t fuck me tonight. If only he could pass out. Or finish himself off...
Joseph noticed that Sammi was smiling and seemed more upbeat. Before long they were talking about the truck wash, how much Ol'Jack loved water and how much fun they had playing in the water. They were both laughing really hard about it when the waitress brought their food. As they were eating he said, "There's something I need to make sure you are aware of. Now that I've made my delivery what I typically do is pick up a load and transport it back East and after dropping it I try to...
As she thought about the kiss she realized he puckered and placed his lips gently against hers. In full anticipation of a hit or punch like Roger would have done it was her who actually escalated the kiss by opening her mouth. But Joseph didn't aggressively shove his tongue deep into her mouth or even push his mouth hard to hers. He softly held and kissed her. And yet like a frightened animal she shivered uncontrollably. Being alone in the hotel room, the fear mostly passed that she...
Joseph had not slept in close proximity with a woman since his wife's passing several years previous. He had hooked up with a few lot lizards but it was just for quick sex and he wasn't sure he could even remember their names. He wasn't sure how young, this young lady was but he was sure any man would find her attractive. He of course had not been with a young woman sexually or even physically in years but it wasn't hard to remember how attractive their smooth skin, tiny waist, wide...
After staring at the one on her wrist she looked at the cross on her finger, the clover inside her arm by her elbow and the dragonfly that was paid for by her first gang rape. For a few moments it was hard to breath. Her very quickly planned decision to run away so far had gone pretty well, one puzzle piece at a time. She thought about the dragonfly she had wanted. Like many mothers and daughters she felt like her mother was too strict and was constantly changing the rules when she would...
But her mother was the grown up. She could have kicked him out or called the police. Holly didn't know what else to do. Every day she spent with him things just seemed to get worse and what was even harder with each day's passing she found she was resisting him less. Not only was she making less effort to fight him off but slowly more often she just did what he wanted. The more often she found herself just doing what she was told the less of a human being she felt like. But it was...
He was trying to let his passenger not feel like she was being interrogated but he also couldn't help question the things she did that seemed odd. He took a deep breath and decided to ask something that was bothering him, "Did something happen back at the cafe...with you and Ben?" It was strange the number of emotions that went through her mind while she thought about how to answer his question the strongest emotion shame. She looked around and even squirmed in the seat before making a...
Sammi just nodded affirmation that she was okay but then thought about her dream and what she might have been saying and asked, "What was I talking about?" "Not much of nothin I could understand" Joseph replied but enough ya woke yourself up. He continued, "Why don't ya go stretch out in the sleeper back yonder it's as good a mattress as in most road side motels and ya look pretty tired. Ya probably haven't gotten much shut eye since ya hit the road anyway." Sammi thought about...
It had not been easy traveling across multiple states with limited money she had earned babysitting. It didn't take her long to realize it also wasn't easy to find even the most basic job without any type of identification or a birth certificate. She didn't know if her mom had reported her missing but not wanting to take a chance she took the first name of her beloved childhood dog, Sammi, and thought herself clever to take the sir name Shepherd. Sammi was a chocolate lab but she had...
"Sure" Sammi replied noticing she was hungry and letting her mind wander to the question if the place was expensive? Only a few minutes after making the suggestion Joseph pulled the big rig off the interstate and into the truck stop diner. Before getting out of the truck himself, he instructed Sammi how to safely crawl down from the cab of the truck. As the two walked from the truck to the diner Joseph realized how short and petite Sammi stood. They both went to the washroom first...
We were in yet another dingy hotel room barely fit for the cockroaches, owning only whatever we could transport in the old beat-up station wagon. But at least we still had each other. I sighed with a saddened weariness as I noted the lone bed, large enough for us both but clearly about as old as the well-trampled carpet. The once-white walls were definitely stained with decades of dirt, smoke, the unblinking glare of sunlight, and — I guessed — dried streaks of well-aged semen. The table by...
The day I learned he was getting married I went out to a dive to drink alone and put the past to rest once and for all. On my 2nd beer and 4th shot of tequila I saw him at the other end of the bar where he was having his bachelor party and stared until he looked up. We maintained eye contact far too long, but neither of us made any other move. With nothing more than a gentle flat handed stroke across the lap of one of his groomsmen, I got the date and time and place of the wedding. I wasn’t...