I had always thought Molly was hot, even though she was my best friend’s daughter. There was just something about her that drew me in—her long, curly hair, bright green eyes, and perfect smile. I tried to keep my thoughts to myself, but I couldn’t help but notice the way she filled out her jeans or how her chest had grown over the past few years.
It wasn’t until she turned 18 that I realized how attracted I was to her. Although I had always respected our boundaries, I struggled to keep my thoughts and feelings in check.
It all started when my friend Dennis, Molly’s dad, invited me to a BBQ at their house. I had always thought Molly was hot but never acted on it, knowing it would be wrong to cross that boundary. I tried to keep my thoughts to myself, but I couldn’t help but notice how she filled out her bikini by the pool.
She looked down and was depressed. She left the poolside and went indoors. It’s been 15 minutes, and she still hasn’t come back out. I decided to grab two beers and go in the house looking for her. I ended up going upstairs, and as I reached the top, I heard muffled cries.
I knock on the door, “Erm, Molly, it’s John. You ok, my love.”
The muffled cries abruptly stopped, and there was a moment of silence before Molly softly responded, “Yes, I’m okay, John. Just give me a minute, please.”
Feeling uneasy but also concerned, I leaned against the wall next to her door, wondering what could have upset her. After a few minutes, I heard the door unlock, and Molly opened it slightly, her eyes red and puffy.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to disturb you,” I said, trying to hide my confusion.
“No, it’s okay, John. I’m just having a bad day,” Molly replied, trembling slightly.
Before I could say anything else, she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around me, burying her face in my chest. I hesitated momentarily, unsure of what to do, but eventually, I put my arms around her and gently rubbed her back, whispering soothing words into her ear.
It was then that I felt something different—a wave of desire that took me by surprise. Holding Molly in my arms felt so right, and I couldn’t deny that I had wanted her for a long time.
“Hey, why don’t we go downstairs and watch a movie or something?” I suggested, trying to ease the tension.
She nodded, ” Sorry, but I just want to stay here. The thing is, I found out my boyfriend cheated on me. This is why Dad made the BBQ to try to cheer me up. Is one of those beers for me?” she asked, looking at the two bottles.
“Of course, Molly. Here, take one,” I said, handing her a bottle.
She took a long sip, and I could see the sadness in her eyes. I pulled her closer, and she rested her head on my shoulder. We sat there in silence for a few minutes, and I could feel the weight of her pain.
“I’m so sorry, Molly. That’s a shitty thing for him to do,” I said, trying to offer some comfort.
“Yeah, it is. I can’t believe he would do that to me. We’ve been together for two years, and I thought we had something special,” she replied, her voice filled with sadness.
I didn’t know what to say but knew I wanted to be there for her. I gently stroked her hair, and she leaned into my touch.
“Thank you, John. It means a lot to me that you’re here for me,” she said, looking up at me with tears.
She sniffled, her cheeks still wet from crying, and I could feel a lump in my throat. I brushed a loose strand of hair from her face and tucked it behind her ear. Suddenly, a thought crossed my mind – what if I kissed her? Would that be so wrong? After all, she was upset and needed comfort, and it wasn’t like we were strangers. But no, I quickly pushed the thought away. That would be a massive betrayal to Dennis, who had always trusted me and considered me practically family.
Molly pulled away from me slightly, and I realized my hand still rested on her cheek. I quickly moved it to her back, trying to make my actions natural. We sat there for a few more minutes, the silence between us filled with unspoken thoughts and feelings.
“Can I tell you something?” Molly asked, breaking the silence. Her voice was soft and hesitant, and I could feel my heart racing.
“Of course, Molly. You can tell me anything,” I replied, trying to keep my tone light.
“I… I’ve always liked you, John. Not just as a friend of my dad, but… as a guy,” she said, staring down at her hands in her lap.
My heart felt like it had stopped – was Molly confessing her feelings to me? I didn’t know what to say, and for a few seconds, I just sat there, frozen.
Finally, I managed to find my voice. “Molly, I…” I started, but my words trailed off as I realized nothing I could say would make this situation any better. I was her father’s friend, and I had promised to respect the boundaries in place for many years.
She pulled the string on her bikini top, releasing the knot and letting the fabric fall from her chest. I couldn’t help but stare as her perfect breasts were revealed to me, her nipples hard and sensitive to the touch. She looked up at me with sadness and desire, and I knew I couldn’t resist her.
Without thinking, I leaned down and pressed my lips against hers, feeling her gasp as our bodies came together. She wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me closer as we kissed, our tongues exploring each other’s mouths with a passion that I had never felt before.
We fell onto her bed, kissing with deep sexual passion, my cock straining against my jeans.
“Oh God, Molly, you’re so fucking hot,” I muttered, breaking the kiss to trail my lips down her neck. My hands roamed over her body, feeling the warmth of her skin and the softness of her breasts. She arched her back, pressing herself closer to me, her breath hitching as I teased her nipples with my fingers.
“John, please,” she whimpered, tugging at my shirt. I pulled it over my head, throwing it to the floor as she reached for the button of my jeans. She popped it open, her fingers lingering on the zipper as she looked up at me with desire-filled eyes.
I couldn’t wait any longer. I pushed her back onto the bed, yanking her bikini bottoms down her legs. Her pussy was glistening with wetness, and I couldn’t resist the urge to taste her. I dove between her legs, my tongue flicking against her clit as she moaned and bucked her hips.
“Oh, fuck, John,” she gasped, threading her fingers through my hair. I teased her opening with my fingers, sliding one inside her as I continued to suck and lick her clit. She was so wet, so tight, and I knew I wouldn’t last much longer.
I pulled away from her pussy, my cock throbbing with need. I looked down at her, her chest heaving with every breath, her eyes hazy with lust. She reached for me, pulling me down onto her. I positioned myself at her entrance, looking down at her as I slowly pushed inside.
She was so tight, so hot, and I groaned as I bottomed out inside her. We started moving together, our bodies slick with sweat as we fucked each other with a desperation that I had never felt before.
“Oh, John, just like that! Don’t stop,” she begged, her fingernails digging into my back.
My balls drew up tight against my body, and I knew I was about to cum. I reached down between our bodies, my fingers finding Molly’s swollen clit. I rubbed it in a circular motion as I fucked her hard, and we both fell over the edge together.
I didn’t want to cum so soon, it’s been years since I had had pussy, and wow, Molly’s pussy was the best eve.
“God, Molly, you feel incredible,” I groaned, unable to hold back anymore as I slammed my cock deep inside her. “You’re so tight, so fucking hot. I’ve wanted you for so long.”
“Ungh!” I grunted deeply from my throat, feeling the tension in my balls tighten as I slammed hard into her. I savoured the sensation of our bodies colliding as my cock slid in and out of her warm, wet pussy. God, she felt amazing – I could hardly hold myself back.
I was sucking in air as her pussy tightened around me as I thrust into her and heavy breathing, “Oh fuck, your cunt feels so damn good.”
“Uh… keep fucking me,” Molly said as I held her down by her pelvic bone and drilled my cock in and out hard.
Each thrust brought me closer and closer to the edge until I felt my cum rise on my shaft. Shit, I can’t believe I’m about to cum inside her already, I thought, trying to slow myself down. But it was too late – I felt my orgasm build rapidly, and I knew there was no stopping it.
“Oh, God, I’m going to cum!” I panted, my hands holding her down by her hips as I hurtled towards my release. She moaned beneath me, her pussy spasming around my dick as I plunged into her pussy.
I couldn’t hold back anymore, and I let go, filling her pussy with hot, thick ropes of cum.
And with a final, powerful thrust, I exploded deep within her; I couldn’t hold back anymore, and I let go, filling her pussy with hot, thick ropes of cum. I let out a guttural growl as I emptied myself inside her, unable to contain my pleasure.
As the waves of pleasure subsided, I collapsed onto her, still panting heavily as I caught my breath. My chest squished her tits to her. She wrapped her legs around me, pulling me closer as we lay in a sweaty, sticky mess, as we kissed on her bed with my cock still inside her.
