Mollys Surprise Visitor
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Outside in the cool night air, Billy almost jumped out of his semen soaked Mary Janes as a large strong masculine hand gently caressed his ass. He looked around the parking lot. "That rude guy is long gone." he said with a forced cheeriness. "Thanks and goodbye!"
"What's the rush, sweetie?" The adult shop's muscular bouncer asked with a smile.
Billy gulped. "No rush, we, uh, we just have to get going."
"I thought we could maybe get to know one another a little better."
"Uh, th-that's okay! Maybe we can have lunch some time!" Billy hurried to the Lexus and started tugging at the door. "Mol, unlock it! Let's get going!"
Molly appraised the lump she saw in the guy's tight jeans. He wasn't as big as she was, but he sure had something respectable going on down there. "There's no rush, Billy." She said to remind her friend that this big handsome man already knew his secret. "Running right off wouldn't be friendly."
His raven black hair shimmering under the street lamps, the bouncer smiled. "Honey, I'd love to see you some time out of your professional clothes."
"What? No, I'm not a professional!"
"Nonsense Billy, there's no need to be shy about it. You're a pro!" Molly held out the two crumpled fifty dollar bills. "You just made us a hundred dollars in ten minutes with your mad mouth skills!" She thought for a moment and blushed prettily. "Well, I should admit that my pussy also made a hundred, so I guess that makes me a pro too." She grinned. "Face it Billy, we both got money to have sex with a guy. That makes us officially prostitutes. I guess you could say I'm even your pimp." She stuffed the money back into her bag. "I'll give you your cut when we get home. I'm thinking ten dollars should be enough."
"Mol, don't say things like that! I didn't have sex with anyone! It was just a blowjob! It didn't count! You can even keep the hundred! I don't want any part of it!"
"What are you, Bill Clinton?" She laughed. "A guy paid you a hundred dollars to fuck your face. Of course it counts as sex with a man if he cums with his dick half way down your throat."
"Not to interrupt this singularly interesting conversation, but may I say something?" The bouncer said with a grin. He pointedly turned to face Molly. "I don't happen to have a hundred on me. How about we say fifty, and call it a discount for a friend?"
"That sounds fair to me." Molly said. "After all, you were kind enough to walk us to our car."
Billy forced a laugh. "You guys sure had me scared there for a second!" he said nervously. "Mol, go ahead and fuck the guy. Don't worry. I won't be jealous or anything. I think it would be kinda hot to see."
They both looked at him, and laughed. The bouncer gently patted Billy's cheek. "Sweetie, your girlfriend is a real looker. I can appreciate her beauty but I don't happen to swing that way."
"Billy, he likes you. Can't you tell?"
"Molly, I can't! He, he's a guy!" He fidgeted nervously. "I can't suck off a guy! I'm not some stupid gay!"
"Billy, don't be difficult. You just gobbled down a gigantic cock, and let the man shoot off right down your throat into your belly. Don't be a hypocrite now. You're embarrassing me!"
"Mol, you can't be serious! Let's go home right now!"
"Billy, remember that paternity test!" The feeling of power she felt was strange but not unwelcome, as she wielded her trump card. "Would you like to explain to your mother and mine, um, my husband about how you refused to pull out and went ahead and intentionally knocked me up even while I was begging you to stop?"
The bouncer frowned. "Dude, that's not cool. Hasn't anyone ever told you that no means no?"
"Don't judge me, you big queer!" Billy said softly as his face grew hot. "Molly knows it was an accident!"
"William Cooper, that was no accident and you know it. I'm getting damn sick of your bigoted attitude too." She glared at him. "How many times have you sucked a dick before actually making any money at it?" she asked coldly. "How can you stand there and judge someone when you're a regular jizz junkie knob gobbler?"
"That was different! Sure I sucked dick a lot, but it was" He stopped himself just in time before blurting out the secret he had sworn to keep. Face red, he gulped. "Uh your husband's dick, so that didn't count!"
"Sure it counted! A dick is a dick. Quit being such a hypocrite or you can just walk home."
He felt a chill that had nothing to do with the weather. What would happen to him if he tried to walk home late at night, dressed like a sexy girl? He shivered as circumstance made up his mind for him. "Okay already! I, I'll do it just this once more!" He slowly sank to his knees in front of the big man. "I'm not gay or anything, you muscle headed jock! Don't think I like doing this!"
"Honey, I know you're not gay." The bouncer unbuckled his belt. "That's what makes this so hot. I love meeting bi-curious guys who are afraid to come out of the closet."
"I'm not bi-curious either!" Billy shouted, trying hard not to think about the couple of times he had 'accidentally' watched a couple Yaoi hentai anime Molly had slipped him. He had shamefully deleted them after using, uh, watching the erotic Boy's Love cartoons. Nobody needed to know that he didn't empty the recycle icon, and restored the files a few days later.
The young man stared at the guy's cock when it sprang free of his boxers when jeans and undergarment dropped down muscular legs to pool around his ankles. The well formed cock was at least eight inches long. Dammit, was everyone bigger than him? Trembling, he leaned closer and had to strain his neck a little and rise up off of one knee before he could manage to lick the head.
It embarrassed him even more when the big man courteously leaned back against a car. He spread his legs wider and bent his knees a little, lowering his body to give him more comfortable access. Sighing, Billy returned to both knees on the filthy blacktop and stared at the cock before his face. With very little hesitation, he opened his mouth wider and captured it with his lips.
"Remind me to give you that fifty." The man said as Billy's tongue moved along the underside of his cock.
Molly giggled. "Forget the fifty. It's on me."
Moaning, Billy thought that somehow made it far worse. Now he was out in a dirty parking lot giving a gay man a free blowjob! He took more of the cock into his mouth and sucked. At least it was more comfortable with this guy. He wasn't nearly as thick as Molly or that black man. He had room to move his tongue and swirl it around the head.
Molly watched excitedly as her buddy started blowing their new friend. "Hey, what's your name, anyway?" she asked as Billy found his stride and began really bobbing his head.
"Brian, Brian Maloney." The big man said in a husky voice.
"I'm Molly, and I do believe you're met Billy."
"I, I'm meeting him now." The bouncer said with a grin. "I'm very glad to make his acquaintance."
"Nope, you met him a few weeks ago when you threw him out for being underage."
"Oh fuckin' shit!" Brian swiped a hand over his face. "Molly, I could land in deep shit here!"
She giggled. "I noticed you aren't making him stop."
"Are you crazy?" Brian's breathing was getting a little rougher. "Sweetie is giving me the best head I ever had! Just keep an eye out for any police cars. If one shows up, you'll see just how fast this queer can run!"
Humiliation stung as Billy kept on sucking. The guy probably thought he was gay now, just because he was good at BJs! It wasn't his fault that practicing with Molly's oversized monster made it so much easier with something a little smaller. He reached up, planning on giving the guy's balls a hard squeeze to teach him a lesson about spreading his gay around. Their firm roundness beneath the thickness of this thatch distracted him.
Billy ended up gently exploring their shape and size. As his fingers moved through the springy black curls, he felt nothing but envy burning in his soul. The guy probably even had lots of chest hair too. Why was he stuck with such a tiny dick, testicles like marbles in their wimpy little sack, and not a single pubic hair anywhere on his body? His fingers softly caressed. Dammit, the guy's nuts were as big as plums, while his were like tiny little cherries! It wasn't fair! He felt worse than when Molly had shown him an ultrasound image taken of her testicles, showing the lemon sized nodules up inside her that produced so much futanari sperm.
Brian sighed and patted Billy's wigged head. "That's it honey. You have such a gentle feminine touch. You really know how to pass, you tranny queen."
Enough was enough! Just because he was sucking a guy off while wearing a mini-skirt, fishnet stockings, and fake breasts, it didn't make him a damn queer or a transvestite! Billy decided to end this as fast as he could! He pulled back a little, and wrapped his right hand around the thick saliva soaked shaft. He began to jerk the cock in the way Molly liked when she wanted to get off really fast. He sucked harder, his cheeks going concave with his efforts as more of the musky precum flowed out over his busy tongue.
"Oh yeah, that's it sweetie-pie! You've got it now!" Brian said huskily as he braced a big hand on the kneeling young man's shoulder. "Keep it going, sugar lips! I'm gonna blow!"
Billy stroked faster, his hand a blur as it moved over the spit covered hard flesh. In his haste, he made a fundamental error. Although big, Brian didn't have Molly's sheer length. He was stroking the cock madly, just like he did with her. This time, he didn't have the head lodged deep in his throat. He realized too late that he was still caressing the bulbous crown with his tongue!
"Oh God yeah, that's it honey!" Brian groaned as his body trembled. Deep inside he felt it begin. "I, I'm cumming!"
Billy's eyes opened wide, but it was too late! Thick hot semen gushed over his tongue! His hand kept on stroking as if it was on some automatic pilot. It wasn't going directly down his throat so he could pretend it hadn't actually happened. Billy felt his cheeks puff out as the massive load filled his mouth. He could taste the musky salty tang. A man was jizzing in his mouth! He had to stop right now! He had to spit the gunk out! Choking as reflex took over; he swallowed. Oh God, why did he do that? His hand kept on pumping. Unable to stop himself he swallowed again and again as he consumed everything Brian gave him.
When it was all over, Billy trembled on his hands and knees. He coughed, and semen dribbled out of his nose to mingle with his tears of pure unadulterated shame. What was happening to him? How, how could he have liked the taste of a man's cum? He refused to even consider that it was in fact not so very different than the taste of Molly's. He climbed to his feet. "Let's go home now." He said thickly.
"Ew, Billy, you have cum bubbles coming out your nose!" Molly laughed. "That's so cool!"
"Sweetheart, you were fantastic!" Brian put his arms around Billy, and lifted him off of the ground. "Thank you."
Billy struggled in that strong grip, but he couldn't stop the inevitable. He whimpered when Brian's lips met his. Something inside seemed to snap and he actually let the big man's tongue enter his mouth. What use was his trying to stop the man's probing tongue, when his cock had already discharged such a massive load in there? When their lips parted, and his feet were once again on the ground there was only one thing he could say. "You're, um, you're welcome, Brian."
Brain looked down at Billy. "Honey, don't take this the wrong way now. I don't ever want to see you around here again until you're eighteen. I don't want to have to throw you out on your sexy little ass." He turned to Molly. "Maybe next time you're here, you could arrange for me and sweetie to hook up sometime. I could always give you that fifty."
Smiling, Molly took his hand. "No money Brian. That was already decided." She gave him a wink. "I think we can set something up."
"Why did you make me do all that?" Billy asked angrily after Molly managed to get them out of the parking lot without any damage to her mother's car. "I'm not gay!"
"I didn't make you do anything! Well, maybe I sort of eased you into blowing that guy in the booth, but you sucked off Brian all on your own."
"You almost tried to kill me!" he said gruffly. "You suffocated me until I opened my mouth, and then you made me take it all down my throat!"
"Let's not argue over it." She said as she tried to keep the car in the proper lane. "Whatever else happened, you have to admit that you sucked Brian all by yourself. Then you even kissed him."
"Wait, he kissed me! There's a big difference!" Billy wailed. "I'd never kiss a dude!"
"You guys Frenched. I saw it." Molly laughed. "You let him stick his tongue practically down your throat." She clicked her teeth together. "You could have stopped that in a second!"
"He, he just wanted to taste his own cum."
"And you sure let him!"
"I don't wanna talk about it!" Billy whimpered as Molly inexpertly tried to back them into her driveway. After the sixth try, she managed to place the car just as it had been when she had "borrowed" it.
"Good, the house is all dark. I hope that means my mom is still next door bangin' yours."
"Mol shut the fuck up!" Billy said wearily as he climbed out of the car. "I wanna take a shower and put my own clothes back on!"
"He wait, don't you want to fuck?" Molly said with a wicked grin. "You can shower later."
He stopped dead in his tracks. "You said only oral from now on."
"So I changed my mind." She shrugged. "Anyway, you already got me pregnant. I don't have to worry. Besides, you know how frustrating it was when that guy pulled out right when I was ready to go? I need more!"
Blushing at the thought of the huge cock she had been fucking before he took over with his mouth and throat, Billy smiled. "Poor Molly, I may not be as big as that guy, but I'll do anything you want to get you off."
"Oh Billy, I was hoping to hear you say that." She grabbed his hand and pulled him up the driveway. "Come on!"
Thankfully she had been right. Billy sighed in relief that Miss Brown wasn't home to see him like this. Back in Molly's room, he kicked of the stained Mary Janes and reached up under his tiny little skirt. "I can't wait to get out of this damn disguise!" he said happily as he tugged down the panties and stepped out of them.
"Wait! Leave the rest on!" Molly shouted when his hands went to the fishnet on his right leg. "Please Billy, you look adorable."
He glanced in the mirror and giggled. "Oh, okay. I guess I do look kinda hot." He put his hands on his hips and struck a pose. "Would you fuck me?" he asked softly. "I'd fuck me. I'd fuck me hard."
"It rubs the lotion on its skin or else it gets the hose again." Molly whispered with a grin.
"What did you say?" Billy asked, unable to tear his eyes from the sexy girl in the mirror.
"Oh, nothing." Molly tossed her bag on the bed, and then hurried out of her mother's clothes. "Billy, uh, Betty, you're lovely."
Now that he was finally going to get at her pussy again, Billy felt a lot better about the night's misadventure. Trying to put the memory of blowing two men out of his mind, he giggled. "I bet you say that to all of the girls!"
In moments, Molly was naked. "No Betty, I've only said it to you." She gulped. "Remember what you said about those movies of big dicks fucking girl's asses? Did you mean that?" She turned to the bed, and started rummaging through her bag.
Billy stared at her big round ass and almost drooled. "Oh Mol, yes, anal is so hot!"
She turned and held up a small package. "Billy, uh, Betty, I am so glad you feel that way! Look what I, uh, liberated while we were in the porno store."
His eyes went wide. "Astroglide, wow, that's supposed to be the best thing to use for anal."
"I know!" Molly grabbed another package from her bag, and tore it open with trembling fingers. "It's safe to use with condoms too, since there wasn't time to get everything squeaky clean with an enema."
Billy laughed, until he realized that Molly was rolling the condom onto her own impressive cock. "Uh, Mol, what are you doing?"
"We better do this clean." She said when she was fully sheathed. "Maybe next time we can try without. I'll get you a couple disposable enemas tomorrow."
Sure his heart had stopped; the novice cross dresser took a step backwards. "Mol, stop kidding around!" he said softly as she applied a generous amount of the personal lubricant to her latex encased cock. "You're scaring me!"
"Billy, you know I'll never hurt you. Why do you think I'm using so much of this gunk?"
"Not me!" he wailed. "I'm supposed to fuck your ass!"
"You can do me next." She said as she slipped her hand up and down the slippery shaft. "Just be careful the condom doesn't slip off your penis. I don't know how well they'll stay on your cute little guy. Even if it does come off" She slapped a hand on her firm round bottom. "You know that your little pee-pee won't reach very far into me. You'll probably just be able to work the head into my anus. If we have any cucumbers in the fridge, you can bugger me with one of them if you want after you poke me a me little with your dicky. That's sounds fair to me. After all, I'll want to know how it felt for you."
"Wait a minute!" he gasped. "Guys don't get their asses fucked, girls do! I'm not queer! There's no way I'm gonna let you shove that damn freaky oversized mutant dick-girl cock up me!"
Molly froze. "What did you just say?" she asked in a calm quiet voice.
"You heard me!"
"I'm not a mutant or a freak! I'm a futanari!" She said softly, trying to hold back the tears. Only the tightness of the condom kept her cock from going flaccid. "Go home and masturbate while thinking about sucking off more men, you little sissy bitch! You're never touching me again! In fact, I don't think I'll ever want to even talk to you for the rest of my life!"
"I didn't mean it like that!" Billy whispered when he noticed her pretty green eyes begin to shimmer as a single tear rolled down her cheek. "Honest Mol that just slipped out!"
"Get out of my house, William Cooper!"
"I can't go home yet. Our moms are still, uh, probably busy."
"I don't care!" She rolled off the condom, and threw the baggy balloon at him. He flinched as it slapped against his face and then dropped to the floor with a moist splat. "Okay, fine. Go downstairs and sleep on the sofa. You just better be gone when I come down in the morning. After that, I never want to see you again!"
"Molly, I'm sorry." He gulped. "What about our baby?"
"It's my baby!" she said snapped. "That's what I'll tell my mom. You have nothing to worry about. I'll never tell a soul that you wouldn't stop and knocked me up with your puny little dick! Nobody will believe your tiny little balls could make any sperm anyway!"
Her words stung, but that wasn't important now. Billy felt ashamed of himself for making his best friend cry. He grabbed up his clothes. "Molly, I swear I didn't mean it." He said softly as he backed out of the room. Her only answer was to slam the door in his face.
"He's such a jerk!" Molly muttered as she heard him run down the stairs. She angrily wiped her greasy hands off on her sheets. "How dare he say I'm a mutant or a freak? Just because he only has a little worm and I got a big ol' python, he thinks he can call me names?" Suppressed anger was beginning to outweigh the sadness she had felt at his outburst. "He thinks he can just keep going and knock me up, and then say any old nasty thing he wants about me when he knows he got me pregnant? Well, no still means no, Billy Cooper! How would you feel in my place?" Her green eyes flashed. Without thinking, the naked redhead went to her closet. She pulled the sash from her bathrobe, and gathered up a few scarves and belts. She took them to the bed and went to work.
"Oh damn. I never saw Molly get this mad since she broke my nose!" Billy said as he threw his clothes on the sofa. "Maybe in the morning she'll be calmed down enough and I can apologize. She has to know I didn't really mean anything." He sat on the sofa and pulled the stockings from his legs. Standing again, he shimmied out of the skirt. He was just loosing the necktie when he looked up to see Molly standing at the foot of the stairs. She was still naked, and erect. He suddenly felt nervous again. "Molly, I really am sorry." He said as he snatched at his shorts. "Can you ever forgive me?"
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During the summer, I scored a big contract with the town school board and began working with an architect on a new school design. It was to be a departure from the conventional school configuration and I was, for the first time in a long time, really excited about something. On top of that, although the contract for materials would go through the bid process, local suppliers would be given preference. I was pretty sure my employer would get a better than even chance to win what would be a...
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My thanks, as always, to ErikThread, for this excellent work and helpful suggestions. Any errors or omissions are mine alone. * More often than not, things don’t work out the way you plan them. The unexpected pops up to surprise you. Such was the case with Molly and Marilyn and me. The Pickled Pumpkin has a very nice new location. It re-opened a few months ago, nestled among the fir trees at the base of a mountain. It used to be housed in a dark, sprawling building across the street, but the...
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...
Molly Ahern made her way to the front of the bus. It was her stop to get off, or so she thought, it was late and dark outside and she couldn't see where she was exactly. "Mind the step there dear" the driver said as she stepped down. The door hissed shut behind her and the bus drove away ... its lights slowly diminishing into the distance. It was then she realized she'd made a terrible mistake. Frobisher Rd was over on the other side of the industrial estate and not where the driver had...
Molly was a sister of my best friend Tom. She was 6 years younger than Tom, a little cutie who played in the garden, while Tom and me were busy doing all the important things teenage boys do. We built a hut, ride bikes, steal cherries and apples from other gardens, and sometimes we went fishing instead of going to school. We fought, too. One day when I got beaten by a group of older boys Tom helped me throwing stones at them. Well, one stone hit me, but the other stones hit the bullies and the...
This is the story of my year and a half relationship with my first long term friend/lover. The names of people have been changed. Geographical locations, names of long defunct retail establishments are real. As we had finished Thanksgiving dinner, we hated to eat and run, but both Molly and I had to work the next day. Molly's older sisters gave me the perfunctory hug and the peck on the cheek. Both her parents hugged me. I had never met a family so happy. Perhaps they were happy to see...
The four teens ate lunch on the patio, even though it had gotten very warm. Eleanor and Win ate inside, and Penny was reluctant to eat with Win when she was naked. When he saw her start to dress, Bert quickly stopped her and asked Erma to serve them outside. It was evident that Lisa was suffering in the heat. She wore loose shorts and a baggy top, but that was quite a bit in the August heat. Bert was sensitive to her extreme body-shyness, but he could also tell that she needed relief from...
I keep telling them that this behavior will eventually get them in trouble, and this story is just how much they trouble they got into, and dragged me into it too. First, Molly and Cathy share a few attributes. They are both blond, cute and stacked. I know Molly is a 38DD because I have sucked and kissed them on many a date. I also know Cathy's DD too, because one afternoon, after Molly and I got up off the rug in Cathy’s apartment, Cathy would let us meet there because it was a...
Molly Girl Janet L. Stickney [email protected] "I know that you don't think so, but after what you did, this is going to happen regardless, unless you want to move out that is! That was the very last straw! Now just stand still while I lace this up!" I stood there like a dummy as the corset was laced tight, compressing my waist to an unimaginable size, then watched as the outfit was pulled over my head and buttoned up the back. After I stepped into the shoes and she...
This is a true story. I have changed the names. Mi categorized this as voyeur even though we were not watching, nor was anyone watching, as much as when Molly and I had our romps in bed, we definitely put on an audible show for the neighbors. So much so as they would applaud. Molly and I dated, rolled in the sheets for a year and a half. Our career choices made us grow apart. The story does not have a sad ending. This is part five of a multi part story. This is more of a reconture of...
There I was, wandering around the hotel's public rooms, somewhat furtively asking people I vaguely remembered meeting in the previous few days if they'd seen my wife Molly, and at the same time trying not to make it too obvious that I'd completely lost track of her. I'll be honest with you, I was getting more than a little worried; I'd last seen Molly about three hours previously and she'd been in conversation with the very disreputable Gordon Hamster. Hamster wasn't exactly a...
Molly brushed her bangs out of her eyes, the wind gusts blowing her shoulder-length straight red hair around as she stood on the front steps of her house, waving goodbye to the car that was pulling out of the driveway. She could see her father through the car window as he drove away; her mother turned back in the passenger seat to wave back at her. As the car moved down the street, Molly waved again, and turned back to go inside the house. Although it was very bright and sunny, it was still...
MasturbationNiS is purely fictional, so this story is SciFi. I had to build a culture where something so bizarre could happen. I chose to use today's political parties and extrapolate from there to some future an indeterminate number of years from now. The resulting future parties have 'evolved' from today's equivalents. Which 'evolved' party would be the most likely to implement NiS? Despite the angry responses of offended Democrats, it seems pretty obvious to me. Right-wing governments are...
Chapter 3 “What the FUCK are you doing here?” Sandra screamed at me. Gee, I guess she hasn’t gotten over my part in her getting expelled. But I wasn’t here to talk about the past, I was more concerned with the future. “Nice to see you too Sandra. I need to talk to your sister.” “She isn’t here asshole, so go away or I’ll call the cops.” I knew that arguing with her was a bad idea, so I tried a different tactic, “Look, I’m here to help her. She could get into a lot of trouble for...
This is a true story. I changed the names of the people, but geographical locations, names of defunct department stores are real. Molly lay on her back, still breathing heavy for a couple of minutes. The warm glow of the candles she lit and the wine I had consumed in the hot tub made the events surreal. "Either I had multiples or I had one long, long orgasm. I have never had that before. " "Everything just happened. I guess it started when you were running your hands on my chest. That...
Chapter 2 I went home for Christmas break the next afternoon. I was afraid to face Molly after the encounter in the limo. She called twice while I was away and I let it go to voice mail both times. I called when I knew she would be busy and left a message for her. Megan called as well, but didn’t leave a message. I didn’t call her back. What could I say? I was infatuated with her married sister and even though it was never going to go anywhere, I could never be with her as I knew it...
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...
When Curt called Molly on Saturday, after two days of school resuming, she had mixed feelings. Part of her loved to hear his voice, but part of her wished that the torment would just stop. "Molly, now that the Program is dead, there are quite a few families that are busted up because of it. There are kids here in Hooverton who don't feel they can go home because of the disrespect their parents showed by not exempting them. I suspect that around the country, there are even more. "You've...
About the time President Carl Garrett was pondering the pressures of his office in the relative quiet of Camp David, Bert saw his mother heading for the master suite and hurried to speak to her. "Mom, I don't think you should come to my room tonight. I mean, I love having you next to me, but I'm worried about you and Dad." "You're right, Honey. You gave me what I needed last night, and that was so important to me. Thank you." She punctuated that with a quick kiss. "Tonight, I need...
________________ “Jimmy, I have to get to class.” Molly panted as a clumsy hand worked its way up her shirt and found a taught breast. “You can be a bit late.” Jimmy whispered in her ear. His hot breath tickled her throat and caused a delicate shiver to flutter down her spine. His lips found her earlobe for a quick nip as his fingers searched for the nipple straining against her cotton bra. “Mr Gardener can get so mean though.” Molly whimpered, but her arms around Jimmy’s neck didn’t...
Several hours had passed since Tim left Molly and returned to the hotel lobby. He went directly to his new room, which was ready as he had expected. Even though Tim had showered once already that morning, when he got into his room he immediately stripped for the calming waters again. When he emerged, Tim felt more tired than refreshed. More than anything, he wanted to climb into his fresh bed and sleep for a long time, in hopes that life would make sense again when he awoke. But, he knew...
Welcome to twitter.com/mollypills_! What the fuck is the Dude doing on Twitter when he has plenty of room to hate on his own website, you might be wondering?! It turns out that Twitter is much more fun when you have a fine rack to stare at! Today, I want to write about Molly Pills, an American model, hiker, and pornstar that got my attention.First of all, her curves are bomb. Secondly, she is an anal slut, and such chicks inspire me, and thirdly, I want to give her a proper push. This review is...
Twitter Porn AccountsPART 2: Molly became aware of her surroundings. Near the end of the very dimly lit alley, she realized it was a good block back to the main street. She only guessed at the hour, figuring she had been fucked for almost two hours. Looking around some more, she found her clothes. Wrinkled a little, but intact just the same. Slowly, she began to get dressed. Her white panties were stretched out a little, but served to help keep the sperm from running too much down her tan thighs. Next she pulled...
When Tim woke up in the morning, he was aware of his surroundings much more quickly than he had been upon waking the night before. Almost immediately he knew he was in his mother's hotel room because of a problem with his own. He knew she had insisted he stay there rather than waiting up in the lobby for another room to be ready. He was even cognizant of the fact that that he was in Molly's bed. But he was not completely certain about the other events of the night as he thought he...
During the summer, I scored a big contract with the town school board and began working with an architect on a new school design. It was to be a departure from the conventional school configuration and I was, for the first time in a long time, really excited about something. On top of that, although the contract for materials would go through the bid process, local suppliers would be given preference. I was pretty sure my employer would get a better than even chance to win what would be a huge...
Tracy woke from a short, deep sleep and had heard the phone ring and parts of a brief conversation. Some instinct told her that it had to do with the NiS team. Being as secretive as she could, she opened the door of Porter's spare bedroom a crack and listened as Porter argued with someone. In the process, Tracy heard Porter repeat an address. Taking no more chance of discovery, Tracy hurried back to bed and faked sleep. It was a good precaution because Porter looked into the room just before...
Mandy (Amanda only when her mother was upset) stood naked in front of the bathroom mirror, carefully trimming the edges of her pubic hair with a scissors. She had already shortened it quite a bit all over, and she was a little alarmed that she might have gone too far. Her lower lips were definitely more visible than before she had started the grooming. It was barely dawn on Monday, but she had not slept for hours, anyway. It had all started with that strange phone call early Sunday evening,...
While the rest of the folks at the Pritchard compound found places to grab a few hours of sleep, Patricia and Ben were too stirred by what they had seen during the night to even think of sleep. Lisa was not interested in sleep, either. She was playing, people were listening, and they were enjoying it. It was a totally new experience for her and she just could not pull herself from the keyboard. Only when Patricia and Ben, talking quietly in the back of the auditorium, were the only listeners...
Molly’s Boobs – part 2Molly and me started dating. Well, at the beginning I just visited her at the house. We talked and cuddled in her room. Slowly, step by step, we were coming to making love. Molly did not show me her naked breasts at the first visit nor at the second. However, she let me play with them more at every meeting. I loved felling the curvature of the sides of her boobs. I scratched gently the part where the skin was stretched the most. I found her nipples usually hidden under the...
Molly Awakens by Molly A story of how the author would like to have his life turn out one day, a fantasy story written with my love to Sandy my best friend and teacher. The day that my girlfriend Sandy decided to leave school and go work for her mother as a hair stylist was a sad one for me. We had been dating for close to a year, I had known her mom wanted her to join her, but I felt she would at least finish school first then go and work for her....
This is a true story, I changed the names; Geographical locations and names of stores long out of business are real.We entered her townhouse and she turned on the lights, other than having a nice carpet, couch a floor lamp and a coffee table, it was pretty bare. I asked where the bathroom was located, so I could change. As she walked down the very small hall, Molly pointed to a door and said "Help yourself...I'll be out in a minute. I did not hear her close her bedroom door, maybe she was...
Summer Friedel was not all that irritated when her personal secretary, Ben, interrupted her at yet another cocktail party. As the Director of the Naked in School Program, she was in demand at any function at all related to the party or its fund-raising activities. She was the darling of the powerful social activist segment of the party. That was good for her ego, but the unending stream of invitations sometimes wore her down. She was going through one of her standard sequences that had...
The first part of Tuesday morning for Curt was taken up trying to comfort Gwen after he came down pretty strong on his concerns about a relationship with Molly. After Gwen settled down, they had breakfast and greeted the refugees. The rest of the morning was spent getting acquainted with the new arrivals and showing them the site that was being prepared. When Francie arrived, she was not able to join the refugee group and Molly had to stay within sight of her constantly. Given her lack of...
I flat out told molly fay of the morning blend i wanted to bleep her."you wanna bleep me?" she asks."yes i do I've been daydreaming about bleeping you since you were married, if i could do a sex scene with you i would and if your ex husband walked in on us i wouldn't stop bleeping you I'd keep it up until i came." I said to her. she was shocked"wow you've got a big imagination" she says"well when a guy sees a older babe like you things just happen in the imagination. anything is possible and...