Molly's Innocence

Molly sat naked at the edge of her bed, gently gripping her stomach from the recent occurrences that had happened to her. As she adjusted her body from sitting to laying, the warmth between her legs grew so menacingly. She idley reached her hand down to her center as she fantasized about what Matt had done to her earlier...

Molly had just turned 14; her boyfriend threw a small party for her in the basement of his house. It hadn\'t been inappropriate in any way until all the guests left. Matt and Molly were left alone, both fourteen, both sexually confused, and with a table top that still included cake and paper plates plastered about. He nervously grinned at her as he hid his hands into his jean pockets.

\"I don\'t mean to sound corny, but that was awesome. Just hanging out and playing video games with everyone. Might be the last thing we do for the summer!\" He spewed out simple talk with her.

But Molly was not a bit stupid, she noticed his nervousness, and she had very well noticed the way he had adjusted his member a few times as his eyes would contently gaze at her chest.

She walked near him, reaching for his shirt collar as she quickly impacted her lips onto his. A low groan purred from his lips as he grabbed her hips and rocked them against his. She couldn\'t believe the friction that this made, the rock hardness of his cock smoothing against her clothed pussy. Matt swiftly knocked the leftover cake and plates off of the circular table and placed Molly on top of it. He quickened his fingers at her pant\'s button, whipping her jeans down and tossing them into the empty corner. He eagerly pushed down his pants and tossed his shirt with the rest of the clothes. All that was left on them were Matt\'s boxers, and Molly\'s panties and bra.

Molly\'s eyes made contact with his. He saw the lust, the passion, the perverseness that was hidden beneath the light blue color, and as softly as ever he pulled his cock out, rubbing the tip against her clothed clit.

\"Ahhnn..\" She cried so innocently that it sent shivers up Matt\'s hard dick.

But instead of continuing his cock\'s rubbing, he kneeled, pulling her panties down and latching his mouth right over her pussy. She howled, jamming her pelvis into his face. His fingers then slid into the wet folds, then into her core, finger fucking her hard. She gushed wetness onto his fingers and mouth...

Unfortunately, a knock on the basement door from Matt\'s mom made them delay their fucking.

So now Molly lay, on her bed, horny and hot, wanting a dick in her. She felt so desperate, as if she were already a whore, and that\'s when the call from her older brother made her think.


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She lazily threw on a spaghetti strap shirt and some jean shorts, running toward the room of her older brother, 19-year-old Chris.

\"Yes?\" She eyed him seductively. He was always wearing no shirt around the house, and shorts that he couldn\'t help his cock from sometimes bulging out of.

Chris made a disgusted face at her as he handed her some sort of cloth, her underwear. \"Mom must have misplaced it when doing laundry. Groooooss.\"

She lightly giggled to herself because of his unhonest comment. She knew he loved any tight pussy. With that thought, she stripped her small jean shorts off her sweet little ass, and explaining herself ever so lovely..

\"I should put these on while I\'m right here, then.\"

Chris gawked, his eyes immediately fixed upon her pussy, how small it looked... and oh God, it was so sexy and shaved. He wondered what it would be like to run his tongue over her wet opening, fuck that pussy so hard with his huge cock.. He knew that his baby sister would gladly take his 9 incher. Suddenly, he nodded off, and really paid attention to the situation.

\"What the HELL are you do-\"

He stopped yelling as he saw her rubbing her clit and moaning lightly. He was already addicted, already in love with that fine hot pussy. He nervously walked toward her, grabbing the hand that was over her clit. He was already aching and popping out of his shorts.

\"You really wanna fuck me, don\'t you?\" He looked at her eyes, noticing how she was a bit shocked, but he knew she liked it.
\"I knew it, you want my cock, you cunt.\" He lied down on his back, so excited from this new feeling. \"Fuck it, then. I want to see what your pathetic little pussy can do.\"

Molly instantly jumped Chris, impaling herself on his cock. He gasped from how tight and wet she felt, gripping onto her hips. She pumped him so fucking hard, jamming on and off him, crying from how big he was. The pain was so good.

He suddenly felt a rage of pleasure go straight through him, and he picked her up, forcing her against the wall. She instinctly put her legs around his hips, and he punched his hard, huge cock in and out of her tight cunt. He fucked her brutally, slamming back into her, over and over. She was howling, crying, gasping so badly, yelling for him to make her cum. They stayed this way for seconds, until his hand made one hard smack to her ass, and she came over his dick so violently, screaming his name.

Of course he couldn\'t cum in her pussy, so he dropped her, making her thunk onto her ass on the floor. She gently whined, but understood as he started jacking himself off in front of her face. She sucked his tip, flickering her tongue over it while gaping her mouth. He came then, white hot liquid spewing onto Molly\'s lips and into her mouth. She licked her lips and stared at his expression as he groaned loudly. It was then that she noticed he was still hard, so she sucked as much dick as she could into her small mouth. He blinked furiously at the sudden sensitivity in his cock, and gripped her hair in his fist, shoving her mouth over him and fucking it. Cum spewed into the back of her throat, and she swallowed it contently.

\"Don\'t think I\'m done with you yet,\" Chris said between small gasps.