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

    can't get over me at this point so you call me a lot despite me not wanting to answer and both of us just become miserable because I had to listen to my dick instead of my head and fuck just one more college chick. You were great, babe, but you're not special. And I know you want to think you're special. That's why you should get attached to someone who thinks you are. I'd rather you get pissed at a stranger than have your heart broken by a friend. Got it?" She said nothing at first, then inhaled slowly. "Whatever." She finally told me. "If you want to leave, no one's stopping you. Thanks for the night." She flatly told me. She pulled a blanket over her and turned away so that she wasn't facing me. It always turned out like this. When was I going to fucking learn? 'No strings attached' were three words that just didn't exist in girls' dictionaries. You'd think after all this time I'd have learned, maybe just tried the whole girlfriend thing or even just stop having sex because this always fucking happened, but nope, I stupidly kept thinking 'This time is going to be different.' I got dressed and left without another word. I hated the walk of shame I had to do. Being used to it just made it worse. *** Dorm rooms were a fucking financial nightmare, so I'm really glad I just rented a place slightly off-campus starting in my freshman year. It was a really wise move. It was slightly inconvenient having to bus every day, but the savings were worth it. The only downside was, I never ...
    really got a say in how much privacy I would be getting. As soon as I opened the door, still lost in my thoughts, I heard a very loud and peppy voice. "Aaron!" In from the living room bounced Chris, who hugged me immediately. "Hey, Chris." I said to him flatly, annoyed by his constricting embrace. He broke off the hug and pouted at me. "The bar wasn't good to you tonight, was it, sweetie?" "I told you guys, I was just out studying." I lied. "I've got a big test about the Balkan Coast post-World War One coming up." Chris wagged a finger in front of my face. "Don't even lie to me." He warned me in his flamboyant voice. "I know what you get up to. I know everything." His hips were cocked, which accentuated his hourglass figure quite well. I bet that's why Jerome waited until that moment to follow Chris into the coat room. "Chris, leave him be." Jerome ordered in his low, gravelly voice. His natural disapproving look was displayed clearly on his chiseled face, and his judgmental blue eyes were fixed on Chris. "Don't make him uncomfortable." "Aw, but Aaron's never uncomfortable about it." Chris whined. "Don't I get to ask him a serious question once in a while? We could do an intervention thing or something." "Look, guys, I appreciate it, but I'm really fine." I protested. "I'll be fine. I'd just like to have some space." Chris looked deep into my eyes for what seemed like an eternity. "You have the most beautiful hazel eyes. I have never noticed that before." He finally spouted. ...