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

    started to go downstairs. It was just as well - the movie hadn't really gotten better. One of the dudes in white was now swinging some kind of huge porcelain penis at a woman. Was it supposed to be metaphorical? It seemed kind of stupid. If I knew one thing, I knew that after all gym sessions, a shower was practically mandatory. Lazily, I traipsed down the stairs and got to my room. I knew I would have the basement to myself - Molly had a class until 8pm, the poor thing. I went into my room and ditched the clothes, throwing them into the hamper. "Slam dunk." I muttered to myself smugly as I reached for a towel and threw it over my shoulder. No one ever came down to the basement, so it's not like I needed to cover myself up. I walked up to the washroom door and opened it, not bearing any thought to why it was closed in the first place. I wasn't really expecting anything, so I took a few steps before I could process what was in front of me and froze. Molly was there. Somehow, Molly was there, clearly getting ready for her own shower. Without shoes on, which she insisted on always wearing, I had forgotten just how short she really was - Maybe 5'4 on a good day, compared to my 5'11 stature. She was facing away from me, but I couldn't move. I was practically paralyzed. I had a huge crush on her, but not once did I ever think about seeing her naked. Daisy was right - I had completely separated sex and love. Her modest hourglass figure certainly fooled me. My eyes couldn't help but ...
    trail downwards to her ass, and what an ass it was. Round and nicely shaped - not at all what I would have pictured. I pictured her to be cute, not hot. Still frozen, I luckily had the good sense to look back up before she turned around and saw me. Like me, it took a second. For the first little bit, time froze. Her eyes quickly went from looking anywhere to right at me, and her eyes widened slightly as she processed the sight of me standing there, naked. There was no mistake this time, her eyes trailed downwards as mine did, going down my decently sculpted chest and abs until she was looking straight at my dick as it slowly transformed into the full eight inch beast that I never thought she would see at this point. While time was frozen, I got the chance to look at her body, and lost in the moment, I didn't pass it up. Her breasts were a delightful B-cup, round and firm. It was like they, like her eyes, were looking right at me. She had deliciously large areolae, each crowned with a nipple that looked puffy and beautiful, begging to be played with. Her skin was soft, with just enough body fat to give her body a lovely, soft shape, but not so much as to ruin her hourglass figure. She still had a reasonably flat stomach, I noted, and right below it was her beautiful pussy. Her pussy was a work of art, the lips slightly visible and just barely spread apart. Above it, her pubic hair lay like an artistic border. I always loved a girl with hair still on her, and it was as red as ...
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