Molly’s Initiative - Sex Stories

Molly’s Initiative

... her neck, his fingers weaved into her short hair. When she moved to fair back on the washer he cupped her ass with his right hand. Sliding her back across the vibrating washer he thrust into her.

“FFuucck. yaa. “ She moans. Her arms both around the back of his neck and head pulled him in deeper to her neck as he bucked. His ear pressed into her cheek. She felt his tongue and lips caressing her skin. She lifted both legs over his hips, their skin slipped along each other’s wet flesh. Locking her ankles together they rested on his lower back.

Between Jonny and the washing machine, Molly had three mind-twisting orgasms. He was like an animal. Never relenting and just thrust after thrust as she shook. After the third one, she pushed his head to her breast.

Jonny quickened his pace as Molly pushed him to her tits. He would suck and kiss one of them, then the other as his hips plowed into her. He loved the way her pussy contracted around his cock as he pushed into her. Minutes later he began moaning.

“Ohhh! Fuc.. Mol.. molly! III’m cu.. Cumming!” He slammed his hips into hers.

Molly tightens her grip on his head and back, pulling him into her.

The first rope of cum filled her with its heat. She screamed as it triggered an orgasm. Spikes of pleasure crackled through her body. The second and third rope of cum unloaded into her as she orgasmed.

They both rested on the washer breathing heavily. Molly on top of it legs still locked around him. One hand slid to the ...

... metal surface. Jonny pressed into her and the washer for balance. Both his hands rested on her ass cheeks. His cock still deep in her. Every few seconds she would contract, milking him for more.

After five minutes of a short rest, Molly pulled Jonny’s head up to hers. She kissed him. Her tongue playing with his.

Afterward, she leaned her forehead to his, she whispered, ‘That was fucking great. Better than all the college guys I have fuck.’

“Ya, you were amazing. Are you sure you like it?” he asked. “I’ve only been with one other girl.”

Molly looked into his eyes; he got worried. His muscles tensed.

“But it was only one time. I swear.”

“Don’t worry. I liked it a lot.” She felt the worry fade from his strong frame.

Pulling him into a kiss the two sat there as the machine continued its cycle. On the second kiss, she felt him easing out of her as his cock softened. Their cum started pouring out of her.

He took a step back and watched their mixed juices run out of her pussy. His eye followed her hand unsure of what was going to happen next.

Reaching down she scooped the juices into her hand. Streams ran through her fingers, her hand as fully coated as she moved it upward. Glistening she brought their sweet juices to her lips; his eyes followed her slimy hand. Molly started sucking each finger clean one by one. Her eyes watched as his cock stopped softening. Molly slowed her licking down as he watched.

On her second hand full she remembered something he ...