Molly - S01 E11

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Molly - S01 E11

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 11

She moaned constantly, her fingers clenching my hair and cock. I tried to reach her pussy, but with the way I was straddling her right leg I couldn't. So I settled for squeezing her hip and digging under her to get to her tight ass. It was almost as nice as Molly's. Shit! Why did I have to think of Molly right now? I pushed her out of my mind and focused on the beauty writhing beneath me. Sandra gripped me tighter and tried to pull me toward her cunt. I bit harder on her nipple and chuckled into her breast as I again lifted my head, drawing her breast with me. She arched her back to follow my greedily sucking lips. When she could arch no farther, I kept tugging. Sandra whimpered as I stretched her nipple to its limit. I relaxed my jaw slightly and her breast slipped from lips with an audible pop. Sandra sagged back to the bed and stared at me, her eyes filled with lust.

With a force of will, I resisted climbing between her wantonly spread thighs and fucking her senseless. I bent down and captured her other nipple in my mouth. I shifted my hands around. Sandra wrapped her left leg around me, which gave my hand even better access to her amazing ass. I ran my hands over it and then began squeezing and clutching the firm flesh as my mouth abused her left nipple. My other hand drifted up and began tugging and twisting on her abused right nipple. Sandra was gasping and writhing as I worked her senses into overdrive. I could sense her desire climbing and wanted to see if I could get her to cum without touching her clit.

I redoubled my efforts on her breasts, recalling how she had responded to the rough treatment on the couch. I bit, licked and sucked her breast and nipple while tugging and twisting the other. My other hand mauled her ass. Sandra rolled her hip and I took the hint and began stroking her starfish. I knew it would be way too tender to enter, but simply playing with it was doing the trick. Sandra started chanting yes over and over again. I added a bit if pressure to my ministrations as my teeth again closed over her nipple. Her cries Increased and soon she was shrieking out her pleasure for the third time that night. I kept up my attention to her sensitive parts until she went limp.

Knowing she would be out for a few minutes, climbed off the bed and headed for the living room. I picked up our glasses and refilled them from the sink. When I wandered back into the room, Sandra's eyes were still closed and she hadn't moved. Damn she was so fucking sexy laying there. I hadn't wanted to disturb her when I climbed off, so her legs were still spread. Her pussy was fully engorged and there was a small puddled under her hips. Her chest was still rising and falling erotically as her breathing had yet to return to normal. I sat the cups on the nightstand and crawled back on the bed. I kissed Sandra tenderly.

The room was filled with the scent of sex and I could feel my cock stiffen. I eased myself between her legs and slowly started grinding against her sopping wet slit. Slowly, she came around enough to return the kiss. I shifted the angle of my hips so that my cock was now rubbing against her swollen clit. Sandra moaned into my mouth. I rolled my hips back slowly, drawing my cock down her body until the head slipped between her lips. I pushed myself up so that I could watch her as I eased myself into her steamy depths, luxuriating in the feel of her spreading around my shaft. Watching the pleasure spread across her face made me want to slam the rest of the way into her, but I resisted. Finally, my balls came to rest on her ass and I held myself buried deep inside her.

Sandra was slowly coming around and spread her legs wider. I slowly sawed in and out of her, pulling back until just the mushroom head was inside and then easing all the way back into her. I was relishing the pace. She opened her eyes and smiled up at me as I stroked in and out of her. Her hand wrapped around my head and she pulled me down. Her lips met mine and I felt her tongue probing against my lips. Odd, I had stuck my cock into her mouth, cunt and ass but this was the first time our tongues had touched. My hands stroked her body as our tongues danced.

Of their own volition, my hips started moving faster. Not wanting to cum before I could get her off again, I rolled us over. Sandra squeaked as I flipped us then giggled as she found herself resting on my chest. She smiled at me and pushed herself upright. She rocked her hips back, and slowly stroked my chest. "God, I've wanted you like this for years," she breathed, "I rubbed myself raw many nights thinking about you." Sandra blushed, "I tried to seduce you so many times. I would stay after cheer practice and run laps hoping to catch your eye."

I was shocked to hear this. "Of course I saw you, but thought you were out there teasing the guys."

She shook her head, "No, the only guy wanted was you," she giggled, "Why else would I wear only a thin white sports bra whenever you were around? God, I splashed myself with water before heading out to make it easier to see through." Her harids ran over my chest, stomach and arms as if she were trying to memorize their feel.

I laughed, "I definitely noticed you, but had no idea you were doing It for me." I coughed, "Um, there were the rumors about you after all.

Sandra scowled, "UGHI That jerk Jason. I let him fuck me ONCE and he tells everyone that I'm spreading for everyone." She blushed and looked down at me, "I wanted to get experience, so I could be good for you." She laughed, "But he didn't last three minutes!"

I laughed as well. We were silent for a few minutes as she ground her hips against mine. It felt good enough that I would stay hard, but barely. Finally I asked the question that had been on my mind since her confession, "If you wanted me, why did I catch you and Bryan in the guys' locker room?"

Sandra let out a heavy sigh and looked at my navel, "You didn't seem to respond to my flirtations. None of my friends were any help as the guys jumped them if they wiggled their ass at them," she chuckled ruefully, "So I searched online. That was where I got the idea to wear the think white bra and splash water on it." She punched my arm playfully, "But you seemed unfazed. I found this one story where a girl got her uncle to fuck her by letting him catch her with another guy. She hung her head and groaned, "That was a miserable failure." Her voice dropped to a whisper, "I knew I would be kicked out so I figured I would just come on to you and hope for the best. A tear fell on my stomach, "I was humiliated and devastated when you turned me down. So got angry and said you had raped me. She lurched forward and hugged my neck tightly. "I'm so sorry for that."

I stroked her back and help her, "It's okay." I kissed her shoulder, "I forgive you."

Sandra leaned back a bit so she could see my eyes, "Do you really mean that?"

"Of course! I was furious at first, but things worked out." I kissed the tip of her nose, causing her to giggle again.

Sandra perked up and sat back up. She pouted down at me, "Too bad. I was going to make it up to you." She moved as if to climb off my cock, "But if you have already forgiven me impishly down at me. She

Smiled

I laughed and grabbed her hips. I pulled my legs up and started driving up into her. "Just because I forgive you doesn't mean you don't owe me an orgasm."