Hannah took the beer from my hands without breaking the kiss and set it down on the ground. She lowered herself onto my lap, spreading her legs around my waist and pushing her hot crotch against my lower abdomen. My cock stirred, but nothing more.
After a second, Hannah pulled away. She made a face. “What’s wrong?”
I stared at her. Her tiny chest was heaving and her face was flushed with arousal and confusion. I pushed her off of my lap. Hannah tumbled down to the floor, showing a glimpse of her perfectly-shaved pussy. For once, I felt absolutely nothing.
“Nothing,” I said. “I just remembered, I’m busy tonight. Sorry.”
Hannah narrowed her eyes. “Fuck you,” she said. “You’re a real jerk, you know that?”
I shrugged. “Ain’t gonna deny it,” I said, getting to my feet. “Thanks for the beer.”
The last thing I saw before letting myself out of Hannah’s apartment was her fuming, indignant face. I smirked as I walked back to my own apartment and closed the door, thankful that I hadn’t given her my exact address. I knew I should feel guilty and stupid – I’d just thrown away a perfectly good opportunity to fuck a gorgeous woman.
But it had been too easy. She’d thrown herself at me – she’d arrogantly assumed that I was going to fuck her right away, even without dinner first. I didn’t get it. Back when I was younger, I would’ve drooled over girls like Hannah and begged them for a taste of sweet, sweet snatch.
But now, I couldn’t deny that something had changed. What was wrong with me? Was I broken? Had fucking a shy, fat virgin ruined me?
Either way, I didn’t like it.
Not one fucking bit.
Chapter Ten
Molly
After my talk with Rebecca, I was more confused than ever. A week went by with no surprise visits from Alex, or even mentions of his name. Of course, I couldn’t stop thinking about him. I dreamed about him every night. His fingers, his tongue – everything he’d done to make me feel so incredibly good. I wanted to do everything with him. I blushed and squirmed, thinking about how his mouth and tongue would feel on my pussy, swirling around my clit until I was gasping with pleasure. He’d had a little stubble – after he’d left, I’d noticed my chin was red and bumpy and swollen. Thinking about my pussy lips feeling the same way made me feel unbelievably sexy and grown-up.
Rebecca was right. I did feel different. Just being out and about in the world made me look at things in new ways. Before, I’d assumed that only married or engaged people had sex. But now, whenever I saw a couple together, I imagined them sleeping together. I wondered if they had good sex, or bad sex, or really kinky sex with handcuffs and spanking. Did they lick whipped cream off each other’s bodies? Did they blindfold each other?
I wanted to know. Alex had opened up a wild door for me, and I couldn’t wait to explore as much of it as possible.
Another week passed. Then, just when I was starting to think that I’d never hear from him again, Rebecca came home with a message.
“I was just at my parents’ house,” Rebecca said, rolling her eyes. “Alex pulled me aside and told you to call him, here’s his number?”
I blushed and frowned as confusion and excitement welled up inside of my chest. “But he’s a guy. He’s supposed to call me, Becks. Girls don’t call boys.”
Rebecca rolled her eyes again. “Remember what I said before? You need to be more modern, Molly.”
“Modern Molly,” I said, laughing. “That’s a good one.”
Rebecca bit her lip. “He seemed…excited,” she said. “I don’t know what’s going on, I’ve never really seen him like this before, Mol.” She passed me a slip of paper and I looked down, hoping to see a doodle of a heart or even my name. But all that was there was a phone number, hastily scrawled in black ink.
“Thanks for this,” I said, slipping it into my pocket. “I’m going to go call him now.”
Rebecca laughed. “You’re so horny,” she said. She wrinkled her nose. “And god, it’s so weird to think that you’re horny for my brother!”
I blushed hotly. “Enough,” I said. “Thanks again for passing this over.”
In the safe barricade of my room, I dialed my phone with a shaking finger. It rang three times before someone picked up and for a moment before I heard a voice, I had a horrible thought. What if this isn’t Alex’s number at all? What if it’s like, a pizza place? Or worse, that stupid rejection hotline?!
“Hey, is this Molly?”
I bit my lip as relief washed over me in a cool wave. “Yes,” I said. “Rebecca just got home. She gave me your number.”
“I know. I told her to.”
“Um, okay.” I bit my lip and blushed. Gosh, why can’t I stop being so awkward around him, I wondered angrily. I hate it! He probably thinks I’m a dumb moron!
To my relief, Alex laughed. “Molly, you know where I live right?”
I shook my head, forgetting he wasn’t there to see me do it.
“Molly?”
“Oh, no, I don’t.”
“I’m in the complex on the outskirts of Rolling Hills,” he said. “The one by the fire station.”
“Oh, that makes sense.”
“Yeah,” Alex said. I could tell by the sound of his voice that he was smirking. “So, you wanna come over?”
“What?”
“I’m asking you over,” Alex said. His tone was darker – almost a growl.
"Why?"
“Don’t be stupid, Molly,” Alex said. He laughed. “I’m going to teach you something new, wouldn’t you like that?”
“Yes,” I whispered.
“So, come over. Now.”
Alex hung up before I had a chance to reply. As quickly as I could, I hopped in the shower and washed my pussy very thoroughly. I didn’t put on any perfume or makeup, but instead pulled on casual cotton sundress. After a moment, I decide to leave the house without panties, too. I somehow had a feeling Alex would appreciate that.
I’d never been as nervous as I was as I rode the bus across town. It seemed to take forever – the driver was going so slowly that my ears were filled with the jarring sound of car horns blaring and honking loudly. I was sweating, too, and I had a bad feeling that as soon as I got to Alex’s, I was going to look like a greasy mess.
Alex lived on the top floor of a four-story building. By the time I got to the top, my chest was heaving. I stood nervously on the other side of his door, wondering whether I should knock or just go in. Thankfully, before I had to make a decision, the door swung open.
Alex stood there, clad only in a towel. He smirked when he saw me.
“You took too long,” Alex said. He reached for my hand and pulled me inside the comfort of his cool, air-conditioned apartment. The door wasn’t even closed by the time his mouth was on mine, kissing me hotly until I felt like I would melt in his arms.
“Molly,” Alex purred into my ear. “Come with me.”
I swallowed nervously as I followed Alex down the hall and into his bedroom. I was surprised to see that it was immaculately clean. Everything was very masculine – shades of grey and black and cream – and the bed was so perfectly made that it looked crisp.
Alex took off his towel, grinning when I glanced down to his cock. He was already erect, and I shivered. The first time I’d seen him naked, I’d worried that his cock wouldn’t fit inside of my pussy. But it fit just fine, I thought nervously. Perfectly, almost.
“Take off your dress,” Alex said. He raised an eyebrow. “I want to see you. I want to look at you.”
I was blushing so hard that I could barely keep my eyes open as I pulled my sundress over my head. My nipples were stiff and my clit was hard – already, my thighs were damp and slippery with my own juices. Alex stepped closer and licked his lips.
“Oh, Molly,” he said, shaking his head. “You’re perfect.”
I flushed hotly. I didn’t know what to think – was he making fun of me?
Or did he really find me attractive?
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“Sit down and spread your legs,” Alex said. “And lean back on the bed.”
Still blushing, I sat on his mattress, very glad I’d taken a shower right before. I spread my thighs just an inch, then lay back until my head was resting on the bed.
I jumped when I felt Alex’s firm grip on my knees. He pushed them apart and I heard a gentle thud as he got to his knees.
“You have a beautiful cunt,” Alex said. “So juicy and pink.”
My cheeks were burning so hotly that I felt like they would melt off my face. Then I felt Alex’s soft, stroking touch on the inside of my thigh. I closed my eyes and swallowed as he stroked closer and closer to my pussy, gently grazing my labia with the tips of his fingers. As a finger slid inside, I moaned. It didn’t hurt like before – it felt amazing, like being filled up.
Alex slid another finger inside of me and stroked. He rubbed my clit with his thumb in slow, gentle circles and soon I was writhing and panting and begging for more. The sensations felt so good, so heavenly, that I didn’t even notice when Alex was pushing my knees even further apart. My thighs ached but I didn’t want him to stop so I stayed as frozen as I could in the awkward position.
Then I felt something touch my butt. I tensed, but after a few seconds, it began to feel almost normal. Good, even.
“I’m stroking your asshole, Molly,” Alex growled. “Do you like it?”
All I could do was moan as his fingertip stroked across the puckering, sensitive flesh. For a moment, the finger was gone. Then I felt it back, more forceful than before, pushing against the entrance to my asshole.
“Just relax,” Alex said. His voice was soft, almost gentle. He kept rubbing my clit – harder now, and I was panting as pleasure raced through my veins.
I didn’t feel like Molly anymore – I felt like a confident, sexy woman. And I couldn’t believe it, but Alex’s finger against my asshole just intensified the other sensations, making them even more powerful. Soon, I was bucking and thrusting towards Alex’s ministrations. I wanted more, more, more!
A hot sensation struck me in the lower belly, almost like something warm and powerful was gripping the whole lower half of my body. Gasping for air, I moaned loudly as an orgasm crashed over my body. The waves of pleasure kept coming, just like Alex’s fingertip flicking against my clit. I couldn’t control myself – my whole body thrashed and shook as my orgasm ripped me apart.
“God!” I moaned. “Alex!”
When it was over, I was shaking and sweating. I gently pushed Alex’s hands away and sat up, panting for air. He caught my eye and smirked.
“That was just a start,” Alex said. He winked at me and I flushed like a schoolgirl. “Did you like it?”
I nodded. “Yes,” I said softly.
“Well, get ready,” Alex said. His cock was still rock hard and I shuddered. “Because there’s another lesson today, too.”
I reached for him, wanting to pull him on top of me. Even though I was still shaking from my intense orgasm, I wanted him. I knew he could make me come again – even more powerfully with his cock inside of me.
“Not yet,” Alex said. He smirked. “Get down on your knees.”
Chapter Eleven
Alex
Molly knelt on the ground before me, wincing briefly as her knees made contact with the carpeting. I stared at her for a few seconds before darting into the bathroom and grabbing a towel.
When I returned I handed the folded towel to Molly.
“Here,” I said. “Put this under your knees.”
Molly nodded. She awkwardly rolled to the side, adjusting the towel underneath of her body. Afterwards, I was satisfied to see that she looked much more comfortable.
“Better?”
Molly nodded again. I stepped closer and rested my hand on her sweaty brown hair.
“What I’m going to show you is very important for pleasing a man,” I said, stepping closer. My cock bobbed in front of me, eager to be inside Molly’s warm pink mouth. “And you do want to please me, right?”
“Yes,” Molly said. A domineering thrill ran through my body. I’d never been this bossy with women before, and something about it was really turning me on. I loved how naturally submissive Molly was – anything I told her to do, she did right away without complaint. And I loved how she blushed every time I said her name! It was like an instant ego boost, something that really made me feel like a man.
“You’re going to learn all about sucking my cock,” I said, raising an eyebrow and looking down at Molly. She looked up at me expectantly. Another thrill of excitement and lust shot through me. My balls were aching, begging to be fondled and cradled and sucked.
“Now, open your mouth. Lick your lips and wrap them around your teeth.”
Molly licked her lips. I watched as her pink tongue moistened her even pinker lips. She blushed again when she caught me watching her but I only smirked. She’s a natural, I thought, looking down at her tits. She leaned forward and I was struck by the sudden temptation to get down on the floor and fuck her senseless. But I knew she still had a lot of learning to do…and it had been a long time since I’d come from a blowjob.
“I’m going to put my cock in your mouth,” I said. Stepping forward, I pushed my cock into Molly’s waiting mouth. “Swirl your tongue around the head and suck. Keep licking and sucking – and if I like something, you better goddamned well keep doing it.”
I groaned in ecstasy as Molly began licking and sucking my erect member. I tangled my fingers in her soft hair and yanked at her scalp as she sucked me, and soon I was pushing my hips forward, fucking her warm, wet mouth. I closed my eyes as pleasure raced through my body.
“You’re good for a beginner,” I groaned. “Breathe through your nose so you don’t choke, because men really like it when you can deepthroat them.”
Molly murmured. It felt delicious on my cock and I grunted with pleasure, shoving my cock further into her mouth.
“Put your hand around the base and stroke. Use your other hand to massage my balls, very gently.”
Molly did as I asked. It took my insane pleasure to a whole new level and I closed my eyes, fucking her mouth. It felt almost as good as her sweet pussy, and I loved being practically still while she pleasured me. When I felt Molly’s fingers cupping my balls, I arched my back and groaned loudly.
“Take my cock out of your mouth but don’t stop licking and kissing it,” I said, struggling to speak anything other than nonsense. “And lick my balls. Suck them, take them into your mouth and massage them with your tongue.”
Molly didn’t hesitate. For a jarring moment, she took the head of my cock out of her mouth and moved her mouth down the shaft, sucking in a way that made me feel heavenly. She tentatively licked my balls, then looked up at me.
“Suck them,” I said. “It’s very pleasurable, Molly. Men enjoy this very much.”
Molly blushed crimson red, then took one of my balls in her mouth and began gently sucking. She ran her tongue along the sensitive seam and I groaned, gripping her hair so tightly she cried out in pain. Molly didn’t stop sucking. She massaged my balls with her tongue, filling my body with ecstasy.
“Go back to my cock,” I ordered. “I’m getting very close. You’re doing very well.”
Molly nodded. She opened her mouth again and gently blew hot air on my damp cock before beginning to suck once again. It felt so good that my knees felt weak and unsteady, and I groaned loudly with pleasure as she bobbed her head up and down on my manhood. God, she’s incredible, I thought. I’ve never been blown like this before!
“You’re doing very well,” I grunted, tilting my head back and breathing in deeply. Molly sucked and sucked, increasing her pace as I began fucking her sweet mouth harder than ever. Soon, I could tell that I was about to come.
“I’m going to come, and I want you to swallow it all, then lick my clean,” I groaned, still struggling to speak. An orgasm hit me like a freight truck and I moaned loudly as my cock began to gush cum into Mol
ly’s waiting mouth. Obediently, she swallowed, then took her mouth away and stuck out her tongue, licking me clean just as I’d asked. The wonderful feeling of pleasure was still coursing through my veins like molten lava.
“That was good,” I said weakly, sitting down on the bed. Molly climbed to her feet, rubbing her red knees and wincing.
“I’m glad,” Molly said softly. “I’ve never done that before.”
I snorted. “No shit,” I said. Molly looked offended and I rolled my eyes. “Not that I could tell,” I said. “You were very good.”
Molly blushed hotly. Her chest was still heaving and the scent of her pussy musk still hung fragrant in the air. I inhaled deeply, wishing I had the stamina to get hard again and fuck her senseless.
“Get dressed,” I said.
Molly pulled her sundress back on and disappeared in the bathroom. I was tempted to stand outside and listen, but instead I wiped my cock off with a tissue and pulled on clean boxers, jeans, and a t-shirt that clung tightly to my rock-hard abs.
When she emerged, I noticed she looked uncomfortable.
“What’s wrong?”
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