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WARNING #1!
This story contains depictions of a sexual nature. If it illegal to read such material where you live then you ought to move.
WARNING #2!
This story also has depictions of children engaging in sexual acts.
Chlorine
By General Principle
(mg, cons, ped, rom, teen, first)
Comments are welcome and flames cheerfully ignored.
My parents had moved us to a big new house, way out in the middle of nowhere. Dad had a new job, and was transferred out of state. He made a lot more money, but I was not happy. We now lived in one of those new developments, with many empty lots, and houses still under construction. They had taken some empty field, outside of the city, and were turning it into a suburban paradise. I hated it. It seemed that everybody that moved in, were young couples with no children and they were not even on my street. I was bored, and still harbored some ill feelings at my Mom and Dad, for moving me away from my friends. My video games, computer, and television, were quickly losing their appeal.
And this was only the second week of summer break.
The house next to us had been finished for some time, but nobody had moved in yet. It was the only finished house besides ours. I had high hopes that I would make some new friends. Little did I know that I would make an unexpected, and lasting friendship. When the van pulled up, following two shiny new SUV's, I was eager to meet my new neighbors. I ran outside, and watched. When a man about my Dad’s age got out of one, I was thrilled. When a younger, and very good looking woman got out of the other one, I was disappointed. Then the back door opened, and my hopes soared again. Unfortunately, a girl hopped out.
My hopes of a kid close to my own age, were crushed.
I watched them.
I had nothing else to do.
They looked over, saw me, and only the girl waved. I waved back at her. When they came back out of the house, the movers got busy. It soon became clear that the girl was getting in the way. Nobody was paying any attention to her, and I could see her getting scolded for interfering with the movers. Her mom got out the girl's rollerblades, and turned her loose in the cul-de-sac. It took her about two minutes to start skating near my driveway, looking my way shyly.
I watched her closely. Under her helmet was blonde hair and big eyes. They looked blue, but she was too far away to tell. I could not really guess her age. I later found out she was just eleven. She had on blue shorts and a pink tank-top. The next time she rode by me staring at me, I waved at her. She smiled and waved back. Turning into my drive, she skated up towards me. Under her helmet was a cute elfin face, and pretty blue eyes.
“Hi,” I said.
“Hi.”
“What’s you name? I’m Jake.”
“I’m Molly.
“How long you lived here?” she asked.
“Couple weeks. It’s kind of boring.”
“Oh. Got any sisters?”
“Nope. Its just me. Sorry.”
“That’s okay,” she said, then perked up. “We’re getting a pool.”
“Really? Cool. When?”
“Soon. That’s what my dad said.”
“You’re lucky. My parents would never get a pool.”
“You can come swim with me.”
“Thanks.”
Molly and I hung out all that day. Her parents didn't seem to miss her at all. We shot baskets, rollerbladed, and played video games. I quickly forgot how much younger she was then me. I almost forgot she was a girl. The next morning the doorbell rang, and it was Molly. She came inside, and we spent the day together. That evening my parents went over to Molly's house, to welcome them to the neighborhood. Even if 'the neighborhood' was just the two houses, they wanted to introduce themselves.
Molly quickly grabbed my hand, and dragged me up to her room saying, “Come see my room, Jake.”
My and her parents were a little surprised. Mine did not know I knew her that well, and I guess hers didn't either. Her room was not all pink and ruffled. She had a canopied bed, but the posters were of space stuff and NASA stuff. She told me all about going to Space Camp last summer. It was actually pretty interesting. We were called down about an hour later, to eat.
Molly and I spent almost every waking hour together over the next week. We watched as the workmen came to install the pool, as she had said. She was becoming my best friend, even if she was my only friend. I had more in common with her, than anybody I had ever met before. We liked the same things, and laughed at the same jokes. I was her best friend, it was clear. She told me everything. I learned about her old house, and daycare. She told me of how she did not like having to spend all her time at school, then have to go to daycare, only to come home and go to bed. Molly was very lonely before, and was very glad to have me. I found myself a little happier every day, to have her.
“Mom and Dad go back to work, Monday.”
“Oh,” I said, not realizing what that meant.
“That means I will have to go into daycare, or something.”
“What?” I said, alarmed.
“They won’t let me stay home by myself.”
“Why?”
“I don’t know. They just won’t.”
“Couldn’t you, like, stay with me?”
“I could do that?!”
“Sure. My mom and dad wouldn’t care.”
“Yay!” she exclaimed.
She gave me a quick hug and a kiss, which caught us both by surprise.
We both blushed fiercely, and could barely look the other in the eye. All of a sudden it occurred to me that Molly was a girl, and what that meant. She was the very first girl, other than a relative, to kiss me. We started to walk back towards our houses, silently. I kept stealing looks at Molly, when I thought she was not looking. Her fair skin had lost most of its blush. She had very pretty blue eyes, and fine pale blonde hair pulled back in a pony tail. Her lips were red and inviting. Looking down I noticed that her nipples were hard making little points in her thin shirt. She had not any breasts yet, though.
It dawned on me that Molly was pretty, as we went inside her house. She seemed to have forgotten about the kiss though, I noticed to my disappointment. Her parents were watching television when we found them.
I was thankful it was dim in the room because my blush had come back. I felt guilty and self conscious about my new found attraction to the girl.
“Mom, Dad? Can I stay with Jake, instead of going to daycare? Please, pretty please?” Molly asked begging.
“I don’t know, Molly. What do Jake’s parents think?”
“We haven't asked them yet, but they won’t mind,” I said.
“Well, have your mom call me then, Jake. Molly, you stay here.”
Molly stopped, and looked at me as I left. We shared a hopeful look, as I let myself out.
“Mom? Can Molly stay with me when her parents go back to work tomorrow? Please? It’s okay with them, if it’s okay with you.”
“Why does she need to stay here, Jake?”
“Her parents won’t let her stay home by herself. If she can’t stay here, then she goes to daycare. And I am stuck here all alone, again.”
My mom gave me a sympathetic look and said, “Are you sure, Jake? It’s a big responsibility.”
“Mom! It’s not like she is some little kid I need to watch, or something.”
“Jake, you will need to watch her though. She is younger than you, and will be your responsibility.”
“I can do it. Please?”
“Let me talk to her mom first, but okay.”
“Thanks, Mom!” I said, giving her a hug.
I listened to my mom talk on the phone. I could tell it was going to be alright. Excited, I ran outside to share the news with Molly. She must have had the same idea, as we met in the yard. I got another enthusiastic hug from her which I eagerly returned, and almost a kiss, but we stopped. All of a sudden I was self-conscious. My feelings for Molly, my new best friend, were confused. I could see the confusion in her face, too. We both must have turned red as beets, as we let go of each other. I cold see the blush in her face and feel the heat in mine.
Trying to cover my embarrassment I asked, “What to shoot some hoops?”
“Sure. Lets play 'HORSE'.”
She won three out of five, as we played by the floodlights, into the dark. Our parents had come out, to tell us the news, and lay down the rules. We readily agreed to them. They were pretty basic: "Don’t leave the neighborhood, and Molly was not to go home by herself".
I was even going to get paid!
The next morning, Dad woke me up. He was always the last one to leave for work.
“Get up, Jake. Molly will be over in a few minutes.”
“Okay,” I mumbled.
Sleepily, I sat on the edge of my bed. Dad poked his head in one more time to make sure I was up, and left. The doorbell rang soon after. It was Molly. Her Mom was backing out of the drive. We waved, and Molly came inside. She looked as tired as I did.
“What do you want to do?” I asked.
She just shrugged. We plodded up to my room and I collapsed on my bed. Molly sat down next to me. I was falling back to sleep. I felt Molly laying down next to me, as I lay on my belly. When I woke up later, I felt good. I noticed that Molly was right next to me, with an arm thrown over my back. Her head was on my arm, as a pillow. Her whole body touched mine, our sides pressed together. Shivery little spiders felt like they were crawling up my neck, and my stomach fluttered. I had an instant hardon.
I lay there for the longest time, enjoying the feel of her next to me. She did not move much as she slept, I thought. When my bladder forced me out of bed, I slid out as gently as I could. I didn't want to disturb her. I turned to look back down at her, and saw her watching me, wide awake. She looked into my eyes, and then down to my cock. My shorts were tented out hugely with my hardon from her. I hadn't got dressed that morning. Without underwear under my shorts, my erection was obvious. The embarrassment I felt was tremendous. I stood there, dumbly. I was afraid to cover up.
'In case she hadn't noticed,' my panicked mind reasoned.
Molly had noticed though. She looked from my cock to my eyes, and back again. She got a shy smile and a blush on her face, though. That caused me to blush even more. I did smile back though. That broke me out of my 'fight or flight' hesitation. I walked to the bathroom, with as much dignity and nonchalance as a fourteen year old could muster. It took a while for my hardon to go down so I could pee, though
We spent the morning watching the workers make the form for Molly’s in-ground pool. We hid out in my house's air conditioning, when it got too hot out in the afternoon. I mostly forgot about that morning, and just hung out with my friend. We both liked science fiction stuff. She had read many of the books I had, and liked the same movies. The day went very quickly. My parents came home, and we had dinner. Molly was still with us, and wouldn't go home, until her Mom got home that evening. Both her parents were lawyers.
The next couple of weeks were spent in much the same fashion. My Dad stopped waking me up in the mornings, and just left the front door unlocked for Molly. She would head upstairs and go back to sleep with me, on my bed. Sometimes I would wake up, holding her cuddled together with me. We either spooned, or she used my chest and shoulder as a pillow. I never made much attempt to hide my hardon from her when I got up, and she always looked at it intently. There was no way for me to tell if she was aroused, and I naively thought that girls did not get horny. She would touch me much more often, as we hung out. We sat together on the couch instead of separate. It was just casual touching mostly. Her thigh next to mine, shoulders touching, and the like. Our play got a little more physical, as we wrestled a little more often.
I loved wrestling with her. She was surprisingly strong and aggressive. We held little back as we grappled and struggled. I was not that subtle as I rubbed my hard cock on her, but she encouraged it. We always managed to end up with me over her as I held her down backside up and my painful hardon firmly wedged between her buns. She would just roll over and ‘try’ to get away knowing I would end up on top of her.
That was not to say that I won all the time. Being a incredibly horny male I was easily distracted and she seized those lapses and pressed her advantage. Eventually, I noticed she was rubbing herself on me, too. The first time I noticed that, I came in my pants. I made an excuse, and went to the bathroom to change my underwear.
The next day, when we ended up wrestling, she rubbed her pussy on my cock as she sat on me. She pinned me down and I was enjoying myself way too much to fight her off. The close contact was intoxicating to both of us. All of our daily interactions were foreplay even if it was innocent and naive. I moved my hands to her legs, acting like I was trying to get her off me. However, I was just feeling the smooth skin of her thighs. We did twist and keep up the act enough, so that our mutual dry humping had the very thin appearance of wrestling. Our pace got frantic. Molly sort of pressed down on me hard, and moaned. I came too, and made a small moan of my own.
We both got embarrassed then, and went back to watching television.
The adventure forever changed my view of Molly. She was my best friend, and I had already forgotten about her youth. A whole new side to her had opened up. I saw her as a girl, and more specifically a possible girlfriend and lover. She was undeniably beautiful, if still childlike. The fact that she was aroused and wanted knew that our play was sexual stunned me. No longer did I think that girls did not have the same urges I did even if I could not tell if they were aroused.
When I showered I thought of Molly as I stroked my cock, instead of the women I had seen in movies. Molly was my constant masturbation fantasy. I had seen a lot of her. She wore almost indecent clothes. Tiny shorts and baby-T’s (showing her flat belly), were her favorite attire. With no breasts at all, she seemed unconcerned when I saw her little tits. It may not have been a big deal to her, but it excited me immensely. Many times she did not wear any panties, and I could catch hints of her groin, and pert backside.
The day after our most intense wrestling and dry fucking to date, her pool was finally filled.
Both of us knew how to swim.
We both woke up that morning, spooned together.
I asked her, still holding her, “Should we go swimming, today?”
“Yeah,” Molly said, making no move to break contact with me.
I felt extremely close to her, when we lay together like that.
Now it seemed to take on new meanings. My hands would caress and rub her, as we enjoyed the close contact. It was the only time when our interaction was purely loving and gentle. I am sure she would have welcomed my advances any other time, too. But I was too scared to try. So it was mostly rough housing, and flirty teasing. That morning I was sneaking my hand towards her little nipples. My finger trailed lazily over her flat belly and made circles. When my finger encountered her nipple she sort of gasped. I froze, and started to move my hand away.
“It’s okay,” she said in a small voice.
I could not believe my luck. With a wildly pounding heart, I moved my fingers back to her chest. Her little nipple felt hard. Even though they were just like mine, it was somehow special. I spent several minutes exploring my friend’s 'future' tits. My cock was rock hard, and pressed firmly into her soft ass cleft, as we lay together. That was common though, and we were used to that. My cock was hard whenever I was close to her or thought about her, lately. We lay there, until I just had to get up and go pee.
When I returned Molly was not in my room anymore. Disappointed, I went downstairs to find her fixing a bowl of cereal. I had one too, and we chatted as always.
“Go get your suit. Come on over, so we can swim,” Molly said to me, as we finished.
“Okay,” I replied.
The gate to the privacy fence was locked, so I went to the front door, which was unlocked. I went inside and made my way up to Molly’s room. While we spent most of our time over at my house, I was no stranger to hers.
Her door was open so I walked in saying, “Think the water will be cold…?”
Molly stood there with her blue bikini bottoms on, and her top in her hands. She was almost naked, and my cock got hard immediately. She was tall for her age and was boyishly narrow yet softer than any boy I had ever seen. We just sort of looked at each other, and my eyes darted down to her chest. There were the little nipples I had explored earlier. They were as pale as the rest of the skin on her chest.
“The string’s knotted,” Molly offered in explication, blushing.
“Oh. Want me to try it?”
She just handed it to me. It was snarled pretty good. I am sure I could have worked it loose, if I had not been so distracted by a beautiful half naked girl. She had moved close to me to look at the knot. I was further distracted, and could barely keep my eyes off of her. Molly had smooth fair skin, and seeing so much of it got my blood rushing. My cock was tenting my loose swim trunks. Her belly was calling to me and the fascinating bulge between her legs all but hypnotized me.
“Got another top or suit?” I said, giving up.
“Uh uh,” she said, in the negative.
“Oh. Well you can just swim like that can’t you?”
“I don’t know,” she said, crossing her arms over herself, hiding.
Molly could not help but notice how I kept looking at her, and it made her self conscious.
“Come on. Please?”
“But your staring at me.”
“I’m sorry. It’s just that... you know... I have never seen a girl’s tits before.”
“You haven’t?”
“Just yours.”
“But I don’t have any yet.”
I shrugged and said, “Yeah, but... you know... they’re still, um... their still really pretty, and I like them.”
“You do?” she said, smiling at me and lowering her hands.
“Yeah. You’re beautiful.” I blurted out and winced inwardly.
Her smile about split her face in two, and her blush crept down her neck. Relieved I smiled back like I had won the lottery.
“Lets go,” I said, reluctantly turning away from the sight of her.
She had noticed my cock making a tent in my swim trunks. The intense look she gave it, made me very self-conscious.
She ran and caught up with me, and took my hand in hers. It made me feel surprisingly good.
The water was cool, but we quickly got used to it. I was captivated by her. Her suit was last year's, and was too small. Her bottoms hugged her little pussy tightly. They lacked some of the extra fabric in the gusset, being a child’s suit. I could clearly see each thin lip, and a swollen bump at the top of her slit. With her hair slicked back though, she looked much younger.
As she stood on the side to dive in, I remarked to her, “You look a lot younger like that.” I no longer though she looked like a boy. She glowed girl and I felt the moth.
“Like how?”
“Topless, and with your hair slicked back,” I said, grinning.
She stuck her tongue out at me, and dived towards me. I knew she was going to try to dunk me or something, and I was eagerly anticipating the contact. Her wet skin looked so slippery and smooth that I had been thinking of a way to start some horseplay.
She tried to grab my feet, and pull them out from under me. It didn't work. As feisty and strong as she was, I was just too big for her to manhandle like that. She gave up, and came up for air, gasping. I smiled at her, and wrapped her up in my arms. She squealed, with her arms pined to her sides. Bending, I dunked her, and kept hold when I brought her back up.
She stared to struggle and wiggle her way free, but I tightened my hold. I was immensely enjoying her slick naked chest rubbing on mine, and her legs squirming against mine. There was something truly magical about so much skin being in contact. It was still a game, and Molly was far from upset. I could tell she loved it, and was enjoying the closeness as much as I.
After dunking her a second time, she chose a different route. She wrapped her arms and legs around me so I had to dunk myself, to dunk her. We were both grinning madly at each other. Hers was a grin of excitement, and mine was of amusement. I started to lower us into the water slowly as we looked into each others eyes. Suddenly, I was not wrestling with her, but holding her. She noticed too. Her grip loosened a little, while she pressed more of her body into contact with mine.
We continued to look at each other, and my hands started to feel her skin. I rubbed her naked back, and moved down to her little ass. As my hands felt her long smooth legs, she rested her head on my shoulder, and just hugged me.
I remember the smell of chlorine was strong. The sun was a hot firey presence, overhead. Both of us were a little chilled, and the heat of our bodies seemed just that much hotter. Her thin arms were wrapped around me, and I laid my cheek against her. I hugged her to me. It was the first lovers embrace for us. We fell in love at that very moment. It was then, that everything seemed to come together for me and her.
I pulled me head back, and kept my hands on her soft backside. She pulled back to look at me.
“Will you be my girlfriend?” I asked.
“Yes.”
We kissed for the second time. This time it was not an 'excitement of the moment' kiss, but a deliberate one. Her lips were soft and gentle. We pecked at each other for a few minutes then started to get serious. When I licked her lips, she opened them, and her tongue met mine. Neither one of us knew what we were doing. But we had seen plenty of television, and knew the theory. It seemed so right, as I held her and kissed her. She tasted good, and I could not get enough.
After kissing and holding each other for the longest time, I moved her to the edge. I no longer restricted myself to feeling over her suit. I slid my hands under her bottom, to grip each soft globe of her ass in the palms of my hands. They fit so nicely I thought she was made for me. She smiled at me, and rubbed her pussy on my belly. She felt so sensual and sexy in my arms. The intimate feel of her bare ass in my hands, was the greatest feeling I had ever had. As exciting as that was, I was starting to get waterlogged and was losing the sensitivity in my fingers, due to the wrinkles.
We moved over to the steps leading into the pool. As the water got shallow I crouched down to keep our shoulders in the water. As I got to the steps, I just kept my Molly in my lap and sat down. This brought us mostly out of the cold pool. The water was down to my waist, and Molly was more or less completely out of it. She never let go of me. Her arms and legs were still around me, and I loved it. Molly fit nicely on my lap. Neither one of us avoided contact with my cock, which was straining in my trunks. Molly made a point of placing her pussy right over it, as she shifted to get comfortable. I knew she was interested in it from all her looks and feels, but her boldness surprised me.
Our kissing started to get much more passionate and intense. I was no longer just kissing her lips, but was licking and sucking on her neck, working my way down to her hard little nipples. As I got closer, Molly leaned back to make it easier. This pressed her little vulva onto my cock, harder. When my lips made contact with her erect nipple, she sighed. I tongued and sucked on them until my neck was sore. When I kissed her mouth again, I slid my hands under her suit bottoms. When we came up for air, she had a funny look on her face. I could tell she wanted to say something. I worried that it was something bad.
“I love you,” she told me in a quiet shy voice.
My heart flipped, and I quickly told her, “I love you, too.”
Her smile nearly split her face in two.
“You do?”
“Yeah. I love you. You’re my girlfriend.”
“And you’re my boyfriend! I love you so much!”
“Lets go inside. I’m gonna get burned
“Okay.”
We both dipped back into the water, to rinse off the sweat, and went inside. We quickly started shivering in the cold of the air-conditioning. Molly handed me a towel, and that helped. But we both were still cold. I slid off my clammy wet trunks, with the towel around my waist, and Molly did the same. She had it around her chest like girls do. I had lost most of my erection from the cold, but when she slid off her bottoms, it started to come back. She was naked under her towel, I realized.
I stepped closer to her, and wrapped my arms around her. She returned my embrace and turned her head up for a kiss. Her lips were a little cold, but then so were mine. As we kissed, my cock pressed itself against her belly. She sort of pushed against it, and my towel slipped off me. At that point, I didn't care if she saw me naked. I wanted her to.
When she realized I was naked, her hands slid down my back to my butt. It felt wonderful, and I knew why she liked it so much. It just had not occurred to me that having a girl touch and caress me would feel so good. I wanted to feel her too, so I gently pulled on her towel, and it slipped from her.
I gasped when my cock made contact with the soft warm skin of her belly. She caught her breath too, and pulled back to look at me, wide eyed. I gave her a soft peck on the lips, then took a deliberate step back from her.
She was perfect. I was stunned. Her slim body was beautiful. She was on the edge of childhood. Her hands and feet were a little to big for her body and her legs and arms were skinny. Her hips bones were visible along with her lower ribs. I just could not get over how attractive she was to me. Especially her sex. It was as smooth as the day she was born. The two little lips could not hide the swollen nub of her clit, as it pushed her hood past her lips. Her hips were still boyishly narrow, but I didn't care. She was my dream girl.
Molly was studying me as closely as I was her. My cock bobbed up and down to my heart beat, and her eyes traveled over my boyish chest and abdomen. I had some pubic hair, but it was not much.
“Wow, you’re beautiful!” I exclaimed in awe.
Molly just blushed and mumbled a quiet, “Thanks.”
I moved closer to her, and stopped as my cock pressed against her belly button. We both were breathing rapidly. I could not help but move my hips, to cause my cock to rub on her. Both our eyes were on it, and on the slick trail of pre-cum it left on her soft skin. When she reached for my cock I gasped, and held my breath. She stopped short.
I exhaled, and told her breathlessly, “Go ahead.”
Her fingers curled around my cock, and I thought I knew heaven. It felt so good I was about ready to shoot my sperm all over her belly, as we stood there. My cock was not big, but her hand barely made it around me. Her hand made me look huge, as she gripped me. Molly was very interested in my cock. She looked fascinated. She moved her hands to play with my pubic hair and balls.
I heard her quietly say to herself, “So! This is what it looks like! So big!”
“Molly?”
She dragged her eyes, but not her hands, away from my cock and looked me in the eyes.
“Let’s go to your room.”
She smiled and said, “Okay.”
Reluctantly she let go of my cock, and I took her hand. We walked together, and I watched her cute little buns twitch and flex as we went up the steps. I had an almost overwhelming desire to kiss them and bury my face in them. In her room we embraced next to her bed, and kissed. My cock was crushed against her soft belly. I lifted her up in my arms, and set her on the bed. She scooted to the center, I followed.
We were together, naked, on her bed. I could hardly believe it. I started to notice some wetness from her pussy, as I lay on her, kissing her. When I moved down to suck on her nipples again, I noticed the smell. It was very faint. The chlorine smell on her skin almost totally masked it. As I moved down, I trailed kisses. I really wanted to see her pussy. She just seemed so clean and sexy. At the same time, I was assaulted by the smell of chlorine. Molly must have wanted me to see it too, because she spread her legs, and looked at me intently.
Breaking eye contact, I looked at her pussy. It was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. Smooth lips, with shiny pink, in the center. The swollen knob at the top had a wonderful fleshy fold over it. I gently moved my fingers to spread her open. It was much more complicated than it looked from the outside. The folds and grooves fascinated me. She was wet as my ran a finger down the center of her. Molly sighed, and pushed back at my finger as I rubbed the folds at the top of her slit. Slowly, I explored her. I discovered what she liked. The wetness was not from the pool water. It was slicker, and had the mysterious scent I had caught, earlier.
My cock was rubbing on her sheets. I was about to cum, but I really wanted to try and fuck her. It was a driving need. I got up from between her thighs and her sweet pussy.
As I crawled up her body, I stopped and kissed her fleshy knob. It just seemed the thing to do. She tasted good down there. I gave her another kiss, and a little lick. Finding I liked it, I took a big swipe, all along her slit. Molly moaned loudly, and followed my tongue with her hips.
When I was over her, and looking into her face, I asked the question with a look. She just smiled at me, and pulled me down onto her. Her cold and hot body felt good, rubbing against mine. My cock was just touching her hot center. Wanting more contact with her, I wiggled my hips around, and shoved forward. My cock slid around her wet groove, and caught in her opening. We both stopped moving when that happened.
Slowly, I pushed at her and I reached her hymen she kind of winced. I pulled back, afraid I was hurting her. Molly pulled me back into her with her legs, and once again my cock pressed on her virginal barrier. Suddenly the head popped in her. We both gasped, and stopped. The look on her face must have matched the look of wonder on mine. As much as I wanted to, I did not ever think that a girl as young as Molly could fuck. As my cock delved deeper into her wet hole, we both were caught by the other’s gaze. She was hot, and gripped me so tightly I was afraid I would come.
Back and forth I fucked Molly, with shallow thrusts. My face was in her hair, and once again the smell of chlorine from the pool, filled my senses. Her hot wet sex gripped me tightly, and her soft skin felt wonderful, rubbing on my thighs and chest.
We both were getting frantic. I wanted to get all the way inside her, and Molly was feeling the same need. I thrust sharply, and she pulled on me strongly. My cock speared past her virginity, destroying it forever. Molly gasped, and I moaned, as I felt my balls come to rest on her pert little ass. I was all the way inside a girl.
Molly gripped me tightly with her arms and legs, holding me still. She looked like she was in pain, and I was worried. In fact, I was scared enough that I started to grow soft in her. When Molly opened her eyes and looked at me, I could see unshed tears.
“Are you okay?” I asked, feeling awful that I had hurt her.
“Yeah. It’s just so big in me. Hold still, it’s feeling better.”
I did. Then she pulled me down for a kiss. We held each other and just kissed. As much as I wanted more I did not push things. I felt an overwhelming love and tenderness for the girl. It seemed she was sacrificing herself to me for my sole benefit and I was touched and so very grateful.
Afterwards, we lay there panting, looking at each other. The lustful look I had learned was back on Molly's face. When she moved her hands down to rub my back and hesitantly feel my ass I was instantly hard again. Molly responded with a moan, and I could tell that this one was in pleasure. As natural as could be, we started to rock together. We were clutching each other tightly, and panting. In seconds I was spurting deep inside her. My cum made her much slicker, and I moved more easily in her.
Molly did not stop thrusting her hips up at me and fucking me. Luckily I did not lose my erection at all. I continued to fuck her. Her stretched little pussy made loud squishing noises, as we bounced on her bed. I was enjoying this more than I had ever enjoyed anything, before. Molly would tense up and whimper every so often, but I did not stop. My cock rocked in out of her little hairless sex, over and over. Occasionally it would slip out of her and both of us were almost frantic to get it back in. All that time, she was having what I finally figured out were orgasms. By the time I was all fucked out, I had squirted my seed in her four times and we were a very slick and sensual mess.
When I pulled out, there was a large wet spot on her bed, and some pink stains from her blood. Our juices were all over us. Her pussy looked very swollen and red. It was gaping open a little, with my cum leaking out of it. She looked even more inviting, then. If it had been possible, I would have been back at it. As it was, though, we were both exhausted and sated.
“Wow!” Molly said, breathlessly.
“Yeah! Wow!”
“We have to do that again.”
I laughed.
“That was four times in a row.”
“It was more than that. It was like a hundred!”
“I meant it was four times in a row, for me. Couldn’t you feel it?
“Yeah. It was cool.”
“Look, we're covered in my stuff, and it’s all over your bed.”
Molly ran her hands over her belly and legs, and her very swollen and slick pussy. She was covered, and so was I.
“Yeah. It feels good.”
I joined her, and enjoyed the slick smooth feel of her sperm covered body. We spent the rest of the day naked, exploring our bodies.
We both loved it. From that moment on, we fucked whenever the opportunity presented itself. That led to some kinky and risky romps, over the years. After school started, I was surprised that I was not really interested in the girls there. I had become fixated on Molly. She was all I ever thought about. Molly was equally attached to me. We were almost insatiable and passionate together. It amazes me that neither of our parents caught on right away. There was no mistaking the looks we shared, or the closeness. We were lovers, and it showed.