The Making of Molly Pt. 03 - Sex Stories

The Making of Molly Pt. 03

... holding, and throws it in the bin. 'I've really messed up. I'll have no best friend, she'll leave Ally when she finds out the truth....she'll tell my husband,' all races around her head

15 minutes pass, again her phone signals a text message. "Can I come up?"

She replies immediately with a Yes, and a few minutes later her door knocks, then opens. Jasmine enters, Molly hangs her head in shame as Jasmine sits down beside her on her bed.

"Sorry," Molly says in a sobbing moan.

"What for? Watching me have sex with your sibling?.........or sleeping with your own brother?"

Molly's eyes dart up, fixing on Jasmine's as she opens her mouth to speak, but only gasps come out.

"Molly," Jasmine says in a kind tone. "I knew this was always going to happen. You told me it would."

"I what?" Molly says, wiping her nose with another tissue.

"Remember that night, the only night in fact, me and the girls got you drunk?"

Molly nods as Jasmine continues, "You told me that night that that he was going to be the father of your child, and the only man to take your virginity, Molly."

"Did I?" Molly blubs, hugging a pillow into her chest.

"So, the evening before your wedding when you told me you still had your hymen, I knew that you had to do it that night. I came into your room with the spare key card to see if it happened, I had a ringside seat when you carried it through."

"Jasmine, I'm....."

"Don't! Don't dare say sorry," her friend cut her off, "I struggled ...

... with it at first, but then I realised that you can't be angry about something that you knew was inevitable. Wanna know a secret?"

Molly only nods again as Jasmine continues, "I listened. I heard you yelp as he entered you, Molly. I fucked myself with my fingers until he came. I assume it was inside you."

Again, Molly nods as Jasmine then asks with increasingly deep breaths, "Have you had sex together recently?"

"Yes."

Jasmine says nothing, but looks at her with what could either be anger or arousal and says, "Is his cum still in you?" And again, Molly nods.

Molly is nervously waiting for her to speak, thinking that this is one confession too many when Jasmine says, "I'm going to say something, Molly."

"Ok."

Jasmine lowers her head, as if embarrassed at what she's about to say herself and mumbles, "I need to lick it out of you."

A shocked Molly doesn't quite believe what she's heard, "What?" she says' putting her hand to her mouth.

"I don't know if it's cravings, the baby or I'm just fucked up. I need to eat his sperm from you."

Racked with a combination of guilt, fear, and concern for her friend, who's still staring at the floor, Molly edges towards her and touches her shoulder. Jasmine looks up into her so emotional eyes and Molly breathes, "Ok."

Molly lays back on the bed and hooks her thumbs into the elastic of her her black shorts, as Jasmine looks on, moving to give Molly room to move. She stands, looking down to Molly's face as she fumbles ...