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Molly and Me


by

"Brian"

Story Codes: b/g, First, Consensual
Posted: 12 April 2010

 

As far as I can remember, it was Molly who introduced me to sex. Real sex, that is. Not at all like the games that we played with each other in the shed. It was a few days before my tenth birthday, and we were up in her bedroom, just messing around in general. Her dad was at work, and her mum was round at my house having coffee.

Molly mentioned some magazines that belonged to her father, and asked me if I'd like to see them. I said yes, more out of politeness than anything else, fully expecting them to be magazines about sport, or gardening, or something equally as boring. She disappeared, and returned a couple of minutes later, with an old shoe box which she laid upon her bed.

Molly told me that she'd found this box hidden at the bottom of her parents wardrobe. She removed the lid, took out a half dozen brightly coloured, glossy magazines and giggled.

I had the shock of my life. On the front cover of each was a partially clad girl posing provocatively..They were foreign, with titles I had never heard of, and far more explicit than any of the magazines in my Dad's collection.

Molly selected one of the magazines ( i think it was German ) sat down beside me on the edge of her bed, and opened it up. Oh my God! It was full of photos of naked men and women in all kinds of poses. I had never seen anything like it before, and had only a rough idea of what a grown woman had between her legs. Whilst I was aware of my little cock, and the fact that it was capable of growing to twice its size, and becoming stiff, I had never seen cocks quite like the ones on the men in the pictures. They were huge! Molly kept turning the pages, and pointing to the photos, giggling and saying things like..."Ooh, he's got a big one"..."The one on the next page is bigger"..."I've seen my dad's, but it's not as big as this one..."

There were pictures of women standing or sitting with their legs spread obscenely. Most of them had pubic hair, but some didn't. This was all new to me. New, and wonderfully exciting. I had glimpsed my fourteen-year-old sister on a couple of occasions, when she'd left the bathroom door open, but never managed to get a good look. I had never seen my mother unclothed either.

Molly flicked through a few more pages to stop at the centre spread. It consisted of five or six photographs of a couple in the act of fucking. Molly was beginning to giggle more than ever and she kept fidgeting.

"Ooh look, he's putting his thing into her hole, and she's got no hairs round it"..."My mum's got lots of hairs on hers, I've seen it lots of times"..."Mum says that I'll be the same one day..."

By now, I was in quite a state. My little cock had stiffened and grown, and was beginning to throb. I couldn't help wondering if Molly was feeling the same kind of excitement as I was. I was soon to find out...

We looked at a few more of the pictures before I decided to make my move. I took hold of Molly's hand, and pressed it against the bulge in my pants. She flinched at first, but soon became more curious.

"Is your willy hard like the man in this picture?" she whispered.

I told her that it was, but that I didn't call it my willy, I called it my cock. She squeezed a little harder, and I felt my cock stiffen even more.

"Would you like to see it?" I asked. I was shaking with excitement. Molly simply nodded, and said softly, almost whispering, "Mmm, please…"

By now, we had both ignored the fact that her mum could return at any minute and catch us. I could tell that Molly, my nine-and-three-quarter year old playmate, was every bit as inquisitive and as excited as I was. I got to my feet, stepped out of my khaki shorts, and lowered my underpants.

"Ooh! It's so big!" Molly squealed. "May I touch it ?" I moved closer to her, so that my hard little cock was within easy reach. I almost died when she took hold of it and began to rub it up and down. It was almost as if she'd done this kind of thing before, but I was sure that it was a first for both of us. No girl had ever touched my cock before, and it felt wonderful.

I just stood there for a few minutes, letting her rub and squeeze, until my little cock was no longer so little. It must have swollen to a good five inches in length, and it was harder than it had ever been. I wanted to take things further.

"Will you show me yours?" I asked shakily.

"You mean my kitty?" she replied, with a giggle.

"Is that what you call it?" I smiled.

Molly thought for a while. "Well yes, I guess so. That's what my mum calls it, anyway".

I wasn't going to stop now, not having come this far. I wanted to compare my playmate with the women in the pictures. "Will you show it to me?" I asked, almost pleadingly.

We changed places. I was now sitting on her bed, my pants around my ankles, and my cock standing upright and rigid. Molly stood, head lowered, as she lifted her dress to her waist to reveal her pale blue panties. I had seen my sister in panties many times, but this was different. I was about to see what treasures were hidden beneath the cotton fabric.

I was shaking like a leaf as I reached forward, took hold of the waistband, and pulled her knickers slowly down to her knees. I will never forget that moment, my first sighting of a real live naked vulva. It was beautiful.

Peach-like in shape, with puffy pink lips that formed a perfect slit. Molly's "kitty" was of course, completely hairless, and pristine pure."You can touch me if you want to," invited Molly.

"Do you want me to touch you...to touch your kitty?" I panted.

"Yes, of course, silly. I want you to touch it". I could see little droplets of moisture forming at the bottom of her slit. I reached out and cupped her beautiful, smooth little mound. She felt warm and moist to my touch. I began to run my finger slowly up and down her slit, which made her arch herself backwards, causing her to press her "kitty" hard against my hand.

"Do you like what I'm doing to you Molly?" I asked, as the tip of my finger found her tiny, button-like clitoris. "Do you like it when I touch you like this?"

Molly, my little playmate, was in a trancelike state. "Ooooooh, yes...don't stop...touch me...do things to me...please...I want you to..."

I was shaking with nervous excitement as I gently pushed one of my fingers between her lips, and into her tight opening. She was so wet. Wet and warm. She pushed herself against my finger, and began to wriggle and pant. Although I had never done anything like this before, I sensed that it was the thing to do.

"Will you touch me too, Molly?" I asked. She moved closer to me, and wrapped her tiny, plump fingers around my cock. We spent the next couple of minutes or so fingering, and stroking each other, both of us too breathless to speak.

Suddenly I felt an ache in my groin, and my cock began to throb and pulse. Although I didn't know it, I was coming, and it felt wonderful. I think it kind of scared little Molly to find her fingers unexpectedly coated with this strange, sticky white substance, because she let go immediately and wiped her hand on her dress.

"Ooh. Have you weed?" she asked naively. I assured her that I hadn't, but I'm sure that I went bright red.

"Did you like me touching your kitty?" I asked.

"Yes I did" she replied, still panting as she pulled her panties back into place and lowered her dress..."Can we do that again?"

Sadly, before we had the chance to go any further with our little game, Molly's mum returned, and we had to say our goodbyes, but not before I had invited my little friend around to my house.

I don't know how I managed to get through the rest of that day. My little cock seemed to be in a perpetual state of stiffness, and all I could think of was Molly's sweet little “kitty.” How smooth it had looked. How wet it had felt to my touch, and how much I had wanted to put my little cock inside of it, and fuck her, just like the way that they were doing it in the pictures that we had looked at.

A couple of days had passed by, and I was in my dad's shed, doing my best to wreck his precious tools, when the door opened. It was Molly.

"Can I come in?" she asked, smiling sweetly.

"Course you can" I replied, trying hard to hide my excitement at seeing her.

"What ya doing?" she asked, as she stepped inside.

"Just messing." I simply couldn't think of anything else to say. We just kind of looked at each other for a few seconds, both of us fully aware that we wanted to continue exactly where we had left off, just two days before.

It was Molly who broke the silence. "Did you like what we did at my house?" I nodded. "Did you like it when I touched your willy, er, I mean your cock?" she added, staring down at my khaki shorts.

"Yes. You know I did" I replied, rather more sternly than I had meant to.

"Can we do it again?" she asked, almost pleadingly. "Can we do what that man and lady were doing in that picture?"

"You mean, put my cock inside you?" I asked, knowing full well exactly what she meant. "You mean fuck?"

"Yes, fuck" she whispered. "I want you to 'fuck' me like that man did in those pictures.

"Are you sure.?"

"Yes. I want you to" said Molly, and before I had a chance to answer, her fingers were already at work on my zip. Luckily my dad's shed was at the bottom end of our garden, and a good fifty yards from the house, which meant that we would have plenty of warning, should we see anyone approaching.

I allowed Molly to lower my shorts and underpants, to free my little cock, although it wasn't quite so little by now. I told Molly to keep an eye on the house, while with shaking hands, I managed to pull down her jeans to just above her ankles, and then lower her knickers to reveal the smooth, pink flesh of her young vagina. She groaned, and I felt her shiver, as I gently massaged her moist pussy lips with my fingers.

"Do you want me to put it inside you now?" I somehow managed to splutter.

"Ooh, yes please. I want you to put it inside my kitty. I want you to 'fuck' my kitty" said Molly, as she began to rub my cock with her little fingers.

Now, although I guess I knew what to do, I wasn't exactly sure how to go about it, or even where to put my cock! Although we had played with each other a couple of days earlier, my cock had never come into contact with her pussy before. I knew that there had to be an opening there somewhere, after all, I had managed to get my finger inside her before.

With her help, I managed to position the head of my cock between Molly's lips. I pushed, and pushed again, but to no avail. Then Molly tried, but without success. I can't deny that we were both disappointed, but nevertheless, by rubbing my cock up and down against her little wet slit, we were both able to get a whole lot of satisfaction, and we parted happily in the knowledge, that we had all the time in the world ahead of us, and would one day 'fuck'.

That day did eventually arrive, but that's another story…

~ The End ~

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