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


    Date: 8/29/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Humiliation, Male/Female, Male/Teen Female, Romance, School, Teen, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: BashfulScribe, Rating: 92.6, Source: sexstories.com

    didn't... You..." I was at a loss for words. "First you get my name wrong, then you tell me you love me." She pretended to think for a bit. "It seems a little insincere if you ask me." I laughed nervously. "Y-yeah, I guess it kind of would, huh?" I slowly pulled out of her, laying next to her on the bed. "You're certainly a lot less confident after the sex, aren't you?" She asked me, tracing my arm. "Where's the big, confident Aaron I met at the gym? When you asked for my number, I didn't think things would get this serious between us." I recoiled at her touch, and got up immediately, looking for my clothes. "Woah, baby, I was just kidding!" She quickly told me, sitting up. "I didn't mean it like that." "I know, I just..." I started to explain, hastily putting on underwear and a shirt at the same time. "It's just like... It's getting kinda late and... Well I have class and stuff tomorrow..." "Tomorrow's Saturday." She pointed out, her tone getting less friendly. "Oh, yeah, isn't it?" I nervously giggled, not bothering to stop clothing myself. "Well it's like... Like a guy, he needs to prepare for that kind of... If you know what... Um, yeah." The girl looked at me, weirded out. "Are you having a stroke or something?" She asked me, concerned. Damn near, I thought to myself. "What? No. No, no stroke. Like, if I were having a stroke you'd be driving an ambulance or something." "...Do you mean calling an ambulance?" She asked. "Yeah, that." I responded, fully clothed. "Well ...
    anyway, it's getting late. Maybe I should..." "Uh, yeah, sure." She replied, getting uncomfortable. "I've got your number. Maybe we could do this again sometime...?" "Well, sure. I mean... Wait, maybe not. See, I have this thing then." I hastily spat out. "I didn't give you a day." She replied, one eyebrow cocked. "Yeah, I know, right?" I replied with a fake humorous smile, opening the door. "Anyway, bye!" I bolted out of the room as fast as I could. *** "I want to fuck your sister." I whispered into the phone in a panicked state. "...You seriously woke me up for this?!" The groggy, annoyed voice of Daisy greeted me. "Daisy, this is important." I hissed into the phone. "So is my sleep schedule." She complained. "So you want to have sex with her. It was only a matter of time." "Yeah, but I shouldn't!" I protested, still keeping my voice at whisper level. "Why are you whispering?" She asked me. "The walls are really thin and she's sleeping in the next room." I told her. "Maybe then you should put this off until tomorrow." She annoyedly huffed. "Daisy, please." I begged. "What do you want me to say?!" Daisy argued. "Nothing I could say will reverse it if you feel like you have sexual feelings towards her now. The best thing you can do now is suppress them if you don't want her to ignore you forever." "Maybe she could like it." I suggested. "Maybe she likes sex but doesn't know it yet." "Yeah... NO." Daisy all but shouted. "Listen to yourself. That's not my sister. That's not the girl ...