1. The Good, The Bad and the Molly - Chapter One


    Date: 8/21/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Male Domination, School, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: BashfulScribe, Rating: 92.2, Source: sexstories.com

    "Oh fuck yes Aaron, give it to me!" It was a phrase I had come to hear a lot ever since I started going to college. Peterson U was by no means the best for... anything, really, but god damn if it didn't have the best girls on the planet. Every Friday night, like clockwork, I found a girl, danced with her, and was usually having my way with her in her dorm room. Tonight was no exception. I thrust into her as hard as I could, loving life and loving the feel of the girl's beautiful, cute little ass. She couldn't have been any older than a sophomore, but I didn't really tend to mind. Age seemed to be invisible once kids were out of high school, in college, and mature enough to realize your age didn't really matter as long as you weren't breaking the law. I grabbed the blonde girl's hips and thrust into her, enjoying how her body quivered as I shoved my whole eight inches into her. I reached below her and grabbed her tits - somewhat of an awkward angle, and there was barely anything to grab, but I still loved the sensation. "Harder, Aaron! Harder!" The girl begged, lust and desperation fogging up her voice. I chuckled at her. She was so easy to please. All of my conquests were. Foreplay was easy. It was all about her pleasure, and how she responds. Some girls were ready after maybe five minutes of me playing with their nipples, others needed some light fingering to really get them in the mood. By the time I'd resorted to licking their pussies, no one ever didn't cave. I guess I ...
    had what some people called 'the gift.' I could never describe it well, and God knows I was maybe the worst guy at sexting in the world, but when it came to showing a girl a good time, I knew what I was doing. I thrust in and out, listening for the girl's pants and moans, timing my thrusts to help her reach a mind-blowing orgasm. I savored the feeling of her precious ass - it really was a work of art. If I weren't already deep inside her, I'd be on my knees in that moment, licking and kissing her cheeks for all their worth. Each time I thrust into her, I made an effort for it to be deeper than the last, filling her up better and better each time. The girl was loving it, her voice an incoherent mess of shouts, pants, and words she couldn't even form thanks to how lost in her lust she was. She adored me. She worshipped me. She wanted me. And I was all too happy to return the favor for such adoration, drilling her with long strokes, long past the point of breaking a sweat with how much effort I put into going faster, all so she could have the roughest, deepest, best fuck of her life. The girl's panting and moaning got shorter and closer to shrill screams, which was a telltale sign. I quickened my efforts, thrusting in and out farther to fill her up better. All too soon, the girl tensed up and her back arched. I thrust in one final time, keeping myself stationary so she could savor the feeling of me filling her up completely. After a few seconds of gasping, then another few of ...
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