The Supremacy of Miss Molly May Everard
Copyright© 2024 by Mr Anton Pipe
Chapter 22: Marie
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 22: Marie - It's 2068. Nineteen years since the second American civil war, the Cabal crisis, and the ensuing global anarchy that broke the United States into hundreds of autonomous micro states and ended the world as we knew it. A new generation are coming of age in the Chareen Hills. These are the lucky ones. Their tolerably comfortable, insular lives, in a nice part of the shattered ruins of the American empire, are about to get a whole lot more interesting.
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft mt/Fa Fa/Fa Fa/ft Fa ft Teenagers Consensual NonConsensual Romantic Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction Science Fiction Post Apocalypse Sharing Slut Wife Incest Mother Son Brother Sister Father Daughter Group Sex Orgy Swinging Interracial Cream Pie Exhibitionism First Facial Fisting Food Lactation Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Pregnancy Spitting Squirting Tit-Fucking Voyeurism Water Sports
“You’ve lasted three days at least. However this is the last time you’ll be sent to me in the next week.”
Miss Molly said it as if it was a certainty. She met Marie’s blue eyes with her own deep green. Marie’s slightly open, pert lips coming together as she nodded.
“Yes Miss Molly but it’s hard.”
“I know. That’s why I take a break on Wednesday lunchtime to go and have sex with some friends of mine and then I see them on a Saturday afternoon. When you don’t get sent to me for the next three days you’ll get to meet a couple of those friends here and then when you don’t get sent to me again, you can join us on Saturday if you want.”
“So if we don’t get distracted in class for all next week you’ll invite us to a party on the Saturday?”
“That’s right Johnny and it will be a celebration this time. We’ll be celebrating having new members in our Saturday Study Club.”
That sounded like work. Johnny was hesitant about signing up for more of that. Marie however was super keen, leaping into Miss Molly’s arms and hugging and kissing her in thanks.
“You really understand what it’s like don’t you?”
“Yes darling. I’ve been a slut nearly as long as you have. You have to learn how to slow down and pour all that desire that burns inside you into love for the people around you.”
Marie nodded against her and Molly looked at Johnny.
“What do you think Johnny?”
“I think we can do it if we’re really careful. It’s just that Marie is so hot and I want her to be happy and satisfied so much. It’s hard not to get distracted and start having sex.”
“But you’re OK sitting there calmly enough now,”
Molly noted.
“Yes. You are holding Marie now and she’s happy.”
Marie mumbled,
“I love you Miss Molly,”
against her.
Molly adjusted the cuddle so Marie could sit comfortably on her lap and lay her head on Molly’s breast. She signalled to Johnny to join them and mouthed,
“Yes,”
at him when he indicated his desire to make out with her left tit.
“The lovers alternated between sucking and caressing Miss Molly and kissing and fondling one another.”
“Can you be good till next Tuesday?”
Molly asked. Marie shook her head.
“I’m a very naughty slut girl but we can be very careful for a week. I want to meet your hot friends and get fucked by them.”
Molly ran a hand through her curls as she sucked enthusiastically on a nipple.
“You are also a smart, honest girl not to promise what you can’t manage. Come to me if it gets too difficult.”
Marie nodded without lessening her lip lock. Johnny stroked her face and look up at Molly with love and pride, his tongue working against her tit.
“Don’t forget to cum on us when you’re ready,”
she reminded him and settled back. Johnny made happy noises and his hand joined Marie’s between Molly’s legs.
They were good, or at least more careful, and on Wednesday the four new prospects arrived on time at Miss Molly’s room, shyly staring at one another. It wasn’t long however before Marie was sitting with an arm around Rod watching Johnny apologizing to Stella for having been a bad partner and not treating her right. Going down on her, long and deep and expressively while stroking her increasingly wide spread thighs was, they all agreed, a good apology. Marie watched a lot of it with her head in Rod’s lap and her mouth around his cock from the side.
“If you keep that up I’m going to come in your hair,”
he said, running a hand up under her shirt to cup her little handfuls.
“Uum”,
she cooed,
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