The Making of Molly Pt. 03 - Sex Stories

The Making of Molly Pt. 03

... completely. Straightening back up, he stares into her dreamy eyes. "I love you," she breathes, looking into his soul as she feels like an important part of her very being, is being bathed in warmth.

"I love you too," Ally nervously responds, kissing her tenderly on the lips.

He then kisses down her chest, taking her swollen breasts into his hands as he kisses one nipple, then the other. He squeezes her tits together, sucks hungrily on her left nipple, then the right and Molly starts to writhe, cupping the back of his head and hugging him into her modest bosom. He attempts to kiss down her bellybutton and down to her sex but she stops him, looks into his questioning eyes and says, "I really need you inside me."

Licking his right hand, he reaches down to his penis and spreads some precum over his purple, swollen helmet. He lays his cock vertically up her slit, kissing her lips while he's basting his rod of meat on her womanly marinade. Molly moans into his mouth, her hot, minty breath filling his lungs more than once as she feels her climax climbing to her brain, her heart, her womb and every part of her body.

Ally grips his cock and slowly starts to feed her hungry vagina with the tip and she violently twitches and sharply inhales. Her eyes close as Ally places his elbows by her shoulders, holding just inside her pussy lips. He kisses her mouth, pushes forward and gently slides underneath the shield of her pelvis and inside her body, now stretching out as if ...

... in shock.

She grips his hair and pulls it as fireworks shoot through her body. Her orgasm is instantaneous, upon welcoming his cock inside her cunt and she screams out, "Aaaah.....oh Ally, my....Goddd," as her walls clamp down on the welcome, but intruding member, now filling her as she bathes it in her creamy foam.

He withdraws, leaving just the tip inside, then strokes fully inside her again. She whimpers with every stroke as he starts to build like the piston-effect on a steam train wheel.

Molly wants more. After the earth shattering bomb of an orgasm he gave her earlier, and again just now, she wants to do something for him and pushed him off, telling him to lay on his back.

Climbing down his body, she takes his penis in her right hand. Holding it up at 90 degrees, she looks up to his disbelieving eyes as she swallows his tip into her mouth. She bathes it in saliva, flicking the underside and welcomes the sight and feel of him writhing on the bed, leaning on his hands and lifting his hips as if trying to get away from her as she takes him down her throat, until she kisses the base with her lips.

Ally is struggling to hang on when, thankfully, she releases him. She kisses up his body, dragging her tongue over his chest hair and sucking his nipples like he just did to her, as her breasts soon follow, dragging up his body and making him almost finish, such is the erotic sight.

She lifts his cock upright again. Using her muscles from her energetic list of ...