My new step sister Episode 2 Molly has some frien
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Molly and Stephanie the Communication between to TVs who are very much into lipstick nylon stockings, high heels silky satin and lace... Would YOU like to continue the story with me? (or if you recognise yourself Steph, you know who to get back in touch with!) Molly: As I rake my long nails, painted in deep shiny cherry red nail-varnish, across and back over my nipples that are encased in my soft but tight pvc corset, I mince across the room in my oh so very high heels, walking...
I love scents. People undervalue our sense of smell. As John and I sat for breakfast that morning - inside this time as it had started raining - the delightful aroma of our croissants and coffee blended with the gorgeous scent of Tom’s cum wafting up from my tits while we ate. I kept closing my eyes to replay what had just happened; rubbing some of the cum into my skin.“God, what a beautiful cock he has!” I said to John, as if he needed reminding, having just watched me devour it. “The way he...
SwingersMolly: Making of a SlaveMolly was a very unfortunate young girl. Life had thrown many obstacles in her path at an early age. Attractiveness wasn’t one of her problems though, she didn’t look like a model by any means, but that’s not to say she wasn’t a beautiful young girl. She was really more cute, a cute beautiful. Molly stood 5’3? tall and had shoulder length red hair much befitting her Irish heritage. Her skin was a very light, interspersed with freckles, which only intensified her...
It was late, after classes, at a point when both of us were home. I waited about an hour or so – I don’t know what for, it just felt like waiting was somehow tasteful. When I decided it was the right time, I marched up to her room and knocked tenderly on the door. I heard some shuffling and then heard Molly clear her throat. “Come in.” she called out articulately. I opened the door and walked in. At her desk sat Molly, head slightly lowered, looking off towards the floor. “Hey.” I started...
“Yeah. This is nice.” she replied politely with a small smile. “When you live so close to a place you kind of forget to check it out and play tourist from time to time.” “Yeah! This place is really cool. There’s a neat little ice cream place here too. I saw one last time I was here with D- with Diane.” I couldn’t let it slip that I was hanging out with Daisy behind Molly’s back – even if Molly eventually bought the supergenius story, me hanging out with her sister who was twelve at the time...
It was hard to say how long the sex had lasted. An hour? Two? Neither of us showed any signs of stopping. Both of us knew by this point that Holly was my pit stop, my stress relief, my little pet. Even so, I liked to make sure she knew her place. “Whose ass is this?” I asked, releasing her left hip just long enough to give it a stinging slap as I kept drilling her from behind. “Yours, Daddy.” she moaned, rewarded with a confirming chuckle from me and a quickening to my pace. “That’s a good...
Well, ‘going with Molly.’ It didn’t really count as going with her, seeing as she had no idea I was there. One side of me knew that I couldn’t reveal myself. Even with the amount of time that had passed, I couldn’t just re-inject myself back into her life. But at the same time… I had to protect her. Yes, I could protect her from myself, but that didn’t mean there weren’t other things she needed protection from too. Probably most of those things co-existed together perfectly in the atmosphere...
Molly Smith was excited! She was about to start her freshman year of college, and she couldn't wait to get started! Ever since she was a junior in high school, she had been filling out applications, taking the SATs and visiting campuses. When her preferred school sent her an acceptance letter, she was delighted.Molly loved school and learning interesting new things. She began pouring over the college catalog which outlined degree requirements and described the course content of classes in...
College SexMolly Smith was excited! She was about to start her freshman year of college, and she couldn't wait to get started! Ever since she was a junior in high school, she had been filling out applications, taking the SATs and visiting campuses. When her preferred school sent her an acceptance letter, she was delighted.Molly loved school and learning interesting new things. She began pouring over the college catalog which outlined degree requirements and described the course content of classes in...
College SexLost in her thoughts, driving the four hour trip from the city, Molly turned off the exit at Junction 33, the big brown and white Forest-Service sign reading, “Entering Chattum River National Forest.” Molly remembered a prominent memory from when she’d visited when she was a girl, how she’d often wear just a light summer dress around the cabin, with nothing on underneath, the breezes blowing around her bare skin, liberating. She was in a hurry to get to the cabin after the long drive, to take...
Introduction: Molly and her 3 daughters move in next to Harry, he beds them ass He was sitting at my computer surfing the web when he heard what sounded like his backyard gate shutting, since he couldnt think of any reason any one would be in his yard he got up to take a look. There, standing by his pool were three little girls. The house next door to his had recently sold. Hed seen the family move in two days ago. There was an adult woman and three children, he didnt see any men except the...
THE SEDUTION OF MOLLYCHAPTER 1 ''You mean she's really coming mom?'' The young girl asked with such excitement in her voice. Molly had been waiting for nearly three years to hear those words. The words that told that her Aunt Hazel was coming to town. Molly Jean is just your normal s*******n year old high school girl. She is beautiful and smart. She loves her mom and dad, and her little brother Sam. She loves hanging out with her friends from school, and church. In a few weeks she will be...
"I didn't realize I needed a purpose." I answered her. "Don't you ever hang out with your friends after school or something?" "What friends?" she asked me with a sarcastic smile. "Nope. My best friends are my computer, my books, Khan Academy, Project Gutenberg and Duolingo." I chuckled to myself. "You know, my friends call me a stiff for working too hard." I told her, as if that fact in itself was a hilarious joke. "I need to introduce them to you sometime." "Try it...
Molly and Jacob sat at their kitchen table for breakfast, each doing homework. The twins may have looked the same, but the outgoing Molly had established her dominant role early on, despite being born second. "Hey shit head, what did you get for that polynomial factor question?" she asked without looking up from the binder she was scribbling in with a short pencil. "Bite me, cunt lips," he replied. "Did you figure it out or got bored half-way through and jerk off?" she looked up with a...
I couldn’t be labeled ‘of sound mind’ from the moment Chris caught me. Once he gave me the twenty-four hour warning, I became a zombie. Before I myself knew it, I was waiting until nearly twenty of my hours were up, electing to talk to Molly the following evening. Was it the best course of action? I didn’t know. I wanted what was best for Molly, but… fuck, I couldn’t start pretending I only had her best interests at heart now. We saw each other during the day, just once or twice. Enough to...
The world was a shitty place. Not only was my sister on my case in the worst way, but I had a headache like someone had been testing nuclear weapons in my head, courtesy of a monumental hangover. The way Alice was going on at me it was hard to figure out which was worse. “You insulted my friend,” my sister Alice was saying for the hundredth time, loud and angry. “You were pissed and you insulted her. You embarrassed me you cretin. Look at you… you can barely open your eyes you were so pissed...
Straight Sex“100%.” I respond, my voice full of confidence I didn’t know I had. “Anything to update from home?” “No, everything has been pretty normal. I have barely heard from her.” “Are you doing alright?” I asked her as a formality. “I appreciate your concern, but I think you don’t need to worry about me right now,” she answered honestly. “You need to worry about both my sister and yourself.” “I mean, that’s what I’m doing, yeah?” I asked her with a shrug. “Yeah.” she answered softly. “For what...
She knew. Even the possibility of her knowing was just a branching path. Did she hate it? Did she like it? Did she want more? I couldn’t say for sure I knew that she knew, but some part of me just… knew. When Molly first began to stir, rustling around more than she usually did in her sleep, I could do nothing but freeze. I lost the ability to speak, breathe, or even think. “You awake?” she asked in a groggy voice. She couldn’t see my eyes. I turned slightly to meet her, feigning tired...
With great reluctance, Dutch left Molly and returned to Rosa 's, took a shower and was watching the Cubs play the Twins on TV. Sosa had just hit his 33rd homerun to hold his lead over McGuire who had already belted his 29th off Mike Sirotka, of the White Sox when the women came home from Kathy's game. When the opportunity presented itself, he told Rosa about his afternoon adventure with Molly. "You're kidding me, that recluse?" "Some recluse," he smiled. "She fucked my brains out....
“Are you sure?” Molly asked me, arms close to her chest in hesitation. I rolled my eyes, wiggling out from under the bed so I can stand up. “I haven’t let you down yet, have I?” I gestured back to the bed. “It’s just as I suspected. The thing just came loose. You’re honestly good to go at this point.” Molly’s unsure expression loosened, then a smile appeared on her face. “Thanks, Aaron.” she replied, coming in for a hug, surprising me with her force. I couldn’t help but chuckle, albeit...
Brenda and I were on holiday. We had really been looking forward to getting away from what had been a hectic year at work for both of us. Our hotel was right on the beach, about a twenty-minute walk from a small town, and we’d paid the extra for a gorgeous view of the bay, which we could enjoy with our breakfast on the room’s balcony every morning. On about day five of our stay, Brenda woke up, then woke me up, by rolling onto me and massaging my cock with her beautiful breasts until it was...
ThreesomesJohn 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...
Ashleigh smiled around the cock of the boy thrusting in and out of her mouth, sucking at it a bit harder. She was lying on her back in the middle of a group of men, some who she knew, some who she didn’t. Her best friend had just turned twenty one and of course threw a party, complete with alcohol, illicit drugs, and an endless supply of sex. Ashleigh had a cock in each of her hands, and she stroked and pumped them to the best of her ability, spreading their pre-cum over the lengths of the...
It was only two days after my encounter with Molly in the bathroom. I was up late, getting myself a snack, and Chris and Jerome were probably in the living room doing something or other, as usual. I opened the fridge, eyeing some leftovers, sighing as I took it out. Microwaving was for the weak, real men just eat things cold. I set the tupperware on the table and saw Chris coming into the room. “Yo.” I casually greeted him. “Hi, Aaron.” he greeted me, almost nervously. “Can we talk about...
Molly held Tom’s cock and started to rub it up and down, it was the first time she had wanked Tom’s cock his shaft was real thick and a huge cock head, she was scared to have it in her, Tom and Molly had been together for 2 years and wanted to take their relationship to the next stage they had done the preliminary fondling and had made Molly have a small orgasm, she so wanted to have Tom inside her but still being a virgin she was scared it would hurt, Tom groaned as she rubbed it a bit faster,...
Molly and I didn’t say much more to each other that night. The next day, I think both of us wanted to talk to each other, yet we both somehow knew we shouldn’t have. Both of us felt this invisible barrier between us, begging us to not talk to each other. And so, the full day went by without either of us ever even being in the same room, let alone striking up a conversation. The day after, the barrier was gone and it became clear that one of us had to start a conversation with the other...
Molly was pissed. “How did I get talked into this?” She thought as she pulled on her tight jeans and sucked in her breath so she could close the zipper. As reluctant as she was to keep this appointment, it had taken her longer than normal to get going. Now she was running very late and was fumbling around her bathroom in a half-hearted attempt to look presentable before she went out. Her vibrant and usually smiling features required little in the way of enhancement, a little lipstick...
Molly was pissed. “How did I get talked into this?” She thought as she pulled on her tight jeans and sucked in her breath so she could close the zipper. As reluctant as she was to keep this appointment, it had taken her longer than normal to get going. Now she was running very late and was fumbling around her bathroom in a half-hearted attempt to look presentable before she went out. Her vibrant and usually smiling features required little in the way of enhancement, a little...
Straight SexI have been rehabilitated and returned to work on light duties, Krystal has moved on, as has Mary ...which I will reflect upon at a later date. Fortunately Tracey still works at the hospital, but in a different ward she is now a manager - I hope that does not change her, I do have the fondest memories of our horny encounters. Mr Penis is ever alert to my reactions to the surrounding female population, even the mention of Tracey above causes him to stir - his memory of her sweet, moist, pussy...
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...
Kiss, kiss Molly’s lipsKiss, kiss Molly’s lips— the VaselinesWe were on a bike ride. Originally, there were four of us — my daughter, her friend Ruth, her friend Molly and me. They were all home from college, energetic young women who had grown up together and were looking to relive some of the sights and activities of their c***dhood.That’s what led us to Gusse Woods, a large forest preserve criss-crossed with bike paths. About 10 years earlier, the four of us had been here on an ill-fated...
We had just finished picking up Molly from her Alcoholics Anonymous meeting. Neither of us knew if it had gone well or not – she refused to tell us anything about it, and the two of us mildly accepted that. If anything, I think the both of us were glad that she took my intervention so seriously and accepted the ultimatum that she needed to do something about her condition. A part of me wondered if she wanted to do this herself and was waiting for someone to tell her, ‘Hey, you’re seriously...
It had been too long since John had last seen Molly in any real, special way. It had also been too long since he’d cum. The last meeting between the high school loner and the sexy mail carrier who was fast becoming as obsessed with him as he was with her had been over a week ago, on Halloween night. For weeks the two had teased and tested each other. John had jerked off in front of Molly twice, once on her large, bare breasts. And most recently John had went down on a woman for the first time,...
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. ...
Straight Sex“Are you having a good time?” I almost nervously asked as Molly and I walked throughout the town. “Yeah. This is nice.” she replied politely with a small smile. “When you live so close to a place you kind of forget to check it out and play tourist from time to time.” “Yeah! This place is really cool. There’s a neat little ice cream place here too. I saw one last time I was here with D- with Diane.” I couldn’t let it slip that I was hanging out with Daisy behind Molly’s back – even if Molly...
Molly and her young husband, Brian, had gone to Las Vegas for a long weekend, and while they were there, something very exciting happened in their encounter with a rich man named Rod Pitney that would change their lives forever. Brian and Molly were playing games in the casino when they were at a table with a very rich-looking and distinguished older man, possibly twenty years older than they were. Molly especially noticed that Rod paid a lot of attention to her and on occasion, Molly thought...
Im not a jock but I do love athletics. Im not a brainy nerd but I do love learning. I not a geek but I do love new technology and gadgets. Im not a sex fiend but I do love the thought of knowing what its all about and constantly fantasize about doing it with any girl who would let me. Now if I could just figure out what it truly means to do it then I would be ahead of my peers. Im a kid, a 13 year old suffering through hormonal and bodily changes and unlike the information out there being...
these events actually happened. Names have been changed. Geographical locations have not, as it ads to context. The week after Christmas, 1982 up to New Year 1983. Those were some of the happiest years of my life up to that point. The week between Christmas and New Year was a busy one for both of us. Molly, being a manager spent, literally, opening and closing at the return/exchange booth. I on the other hand, was dropped to 25 hours. My saving grace is people that had purchased new...
I gripped Holly’s hips with a strength that would have made her think I was being unsafe, had either of us been in the right state of mind. When I first came over that evening, maybe a few minutes after we agreed via text to meet, the clothes were off within seconds and I was attacking her neck and feeling up every inch of her body. It only took a few minutes for the foreplay to transition into the main act, and from then on in, the train had no brakes. It was hard to say how long the sex...
Wednesday after dinner, Molly and Bert sat together monitoring one of the more popular chatrooms. It was a new and rather disturbing feeling for Molly to sit by her naked, hunky brother and try to do a normal activity. On the drive home, she had thought about him and had longed for just this chance. Now, sitting with her shorts-clad leg touching his bare one, his body seemed to scream for her attention. Raising her hand to the keyboard rather than letting it drop to his crotch became a test...
I sampled a couple of beers and the bartender told me of an old pub down the road a little way. I figured, I want to go to a real pub and hang out so I went. I arrived already slightly buzzed. I sat down and after a short time a few younger women cam over and sat down. Now I'm not homely, I'm 6'3" 215 lbs and I sport about an 81/2" cock. I talked to the girls for awhile, as best as I could anyway. One young woman in particular struck my fancy. Molly was about 5'6" slightly chubby but...
Eventually, we got home and Chris shut the car off. I turned around to face Molly. “Let us know if you need anything from either of us.” I told her. “We’re here for you.” Molly politely smiled and hopped out of the car, shutting the door behind her. I turned to Chris. “Didn’t mean to speak for you.” I piped up. “Nah, it’s cool.” Chris shrugged. “Do you still feel anything about her? Like, do you still care?” I asked him. “Yeah, probably.” he answered. “I mean, if I didn’t, like, why...
Chapter 1 I was still learning the layout of the school on the first day and was grateful that my first class was my free period. I was wandering the halls in search of the teachers’ lounge, and more importantly a cup of coffee, when a gorgeous, petite blonde ran into me as I rounded the corner. I staggered back briefly and instinctively wrapped my arms around the energetic woman. We both stared at each other for a moment; then she blushed brightly. I followed the crimson wave as it...
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...
When I was of sound mind and a clear head, I liked to pride myself as a rational person, someone who knew the best thing to do. I would have known what the best course of action would be. I would have known whether it was wiser to wake Molly up and explain everything to her immediately, or wait under the following night when the household was just getting settled for the night. I couldn’t be labeled ‘of sound mind’ from the moment Chris caught me. Once he gave me the twenty-four hour...
VOLUME-2 Chapter XI Out shooting. • A female carter. • A feel in the train. • Molly in London. • Giles in town.-Fred on the scene. • Molly at the Hall. • Copulation in uniform. • A sham illness. • An afternoon with Molly. • She turns harlot. • Gets clapped.-Her baby. I was in wonderful condition. Early to bed, out-of-door exercise, good plain living, everything to make me so. I felt as if I could fuck all day. If one day I had neither of the women, the next day my prick stood from morning...
For a guy that enjoyed having casual sex with several women a week if I was lucky, I wasn’t much of a partier. I was more into talking to people one-on-one, and seeing where things went from there. Even if I was looking for someone to share a bed with for the night, trying to put the moves on someone in any kind of public setting felt weirdly wrong. Almost disrespectful. It was super clear that a party wasn’t my type of atmosphere, even before I wound up going with Molly. Well, ‘going with...
I gazed back from the passenger’s side of the car to look at Molly, who was sitting in the back seat. Her eyes met mine and she gave a small, polite smile and a shrug. The two of us sighed almost in sync as my head turned back around to look at the road. Chris said nothing as he drove. We had just finished picking up Molly from her Alcoholics Anonymous meeting. Neither of us knew if it had gone well or not – she refused to tell us anything about it, and the two of us mildly accepted that. If...
Since surviving the terrible erotic activities, Molly had been tricked into participating in that night on the Island off the Brazilian Coast; the unpleasant memories had eventually faded with the passing of time. Molly was still happy she had done it for Antonio. However after—both knew they never wanted to attend any other of the Group's harsh and cruel activities. Molly, greatly relieved, had settled back into her comfortable familiar routine. She thought happily to herself, I love Rio de...
I wish I could say I slept fitfully. The night had been utterly restless for me. After what I did to Molly, or what we did together, or whatever I decided to think of it in the moment, I didn’t dare touch her in my sleep. From when I had woken up, around 6:30 or so, until whenever she woke up, I had just been staring at the ceiling, almost dizzy with the number of possibilities swirling in my head. She knew. Even the possibility of her knowing was just a branching path. Did she hate it? Did...
This is a long and true story. Names have been changed. Geographical locations such as buildings, towns, defunct department stores are true. These events happened from November 1982 to about March 1984. [Sunday Morning After Solstice. After not necessarily a marathon session, complete with clapping and cheers from the DINK (Dual Income no k**s) neighbors, I awoke with the aroma of fresh coffee and Molly sitting on the bed. "Rise and shine, sleepyhead. We are going to Church. It's about...
Molly Grows Up A Short Story By Maryanne Peters Mark had never been to the officers of Albert Setter, Head of Security. It was on the ground floor of their large office block in Durham Street. When he entered he was surprised how large it was - he had expected a small office suited to a man who dished out the pass cards. In fact, the office was well appointed with bookshelves, a lounge area and a large old style desk, behind which sat the heavy set Albert Setter. "See here my...
Later in the afternoon, Molly was up and looking somewhat rested. She found Curt at his computer. Putting her hands on his shoulders, she looked at his screen and asked "Talking to someone?" "No, just adding to the 'Surviving' website. Look at this." He showed her what he had gotten from Kendra. "I made it into a suggestion for kids at any school to try. Your brother's idea is another one I put up." Molly pulled up a chair next to him. What she really wanted to do was sit right on...
"Come on, I'll go with you. The women are all here right now." At the entrance to the kitchen, Bert backed away, and Molly had to talk hard to him. She was losing, but Erma, the cook, just happened to come out where they were. It was questionable who was the most shocked, but they got through the explanation, and the fifty-year-old Erma was able to joke around and tease Bert in her usual fashion, calming him a little. Erma was a wonderful cook and had been with them for twelve years. She...
"But ... but ... the whole point is that we're against the Naked In School Program!" Curt pointed out. "She's right, Curt," Molly said. "I'm not against it on the basis of nudity being wrong. I don't like showing my body to strangers, but the problems with the Program go way beyond that. We've both said that it's a matter of human rights. If we go on TV naked, it would destroy the prude argument. Where would that leave them?" "They would have to fall back on the psycho-babble...
"You know what Penny and Bert are doing, don't you?" Lisa asked Molly as they and Cassie relaxed in loungers by the pool. "No ... you mean!?" At Lisa's nod, Molly asked "Does that make you sad?" "Sad?" Lisa asked in puzzlement. "Oh, you mean am I jealous? I couldn't expect Bert to feel that way about me. I'm happy for Penny. She's had a rough time at home, too." Molly, like everyone else, could not help but be impressed by the sweetness of Lisa. How anyone could put her...
What the heck did the mystery machine do last night and what is in the slot that opened? When I went over and looked into the slot I saw there were multiple smart card IDs like my top-secret badges. One just had Smith on it, my picture, and three QR codes instead of letters. On the back it had a huge set of different types of digital patterns. One looked like the one on the back of my Dad’s insurance card. The rest I couldn’t even guess at. There was another one with Smith on it that had...
There is no sex in this story, if that is what you want I suggest you go elsewhere. This is a story about an older man and two much younger women, the relationship they form and his ultimate reward. I'm not sure how to categorize this story. I guess its best just to say it's a story. This is a little different tale than I have written before. I hope you enjoy it. Appreciate the comments, both good and bad. It is the only way a writer knows if his work is worthwhile. On with the story. The...