Good Bolly Miss Molly
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Episode 7: CHIN STRAP
Erotica Sex Story: Episode 7: CHIN STRAP - Born of two worlds Molly left India for the United States. Her mother American, father native of Mumbai they relocated to Miami, Florida. Enrolled midway in her final year of high school Molly was so lost it was unreal. Impressionable she quickly realized that playing naive got her everything she wanted. Smart meant more than any honor roll. Molly was just plain slick. Maybe she wasn't so lost after all.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Coercion Consensual BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction School Humiliation Spanking Interracial Anal Sex Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Squirting Tit-Fucking Voyeurism
Miami, Florida! High school hijinks!
Entering the girl’s gymnasium locker room Molly Indrabooty scanned about looking for Coach Mary Macy. Only a tumbling dryer of white towels were at her disposal. Fidgeting a bit she realized that she was likely in her office pulling her hair out over the events earlier. Reaching her office the door with her blind lowered to hide she took the initiative to knock. Three individual knocks in sequence she sang Tony Orlando and Dawn’s 1970’s hit Knock Three Times. Her father frequented 70’s music and often played it at home to relax by. It became family trait in which he was exposed to such tunes at an early age. Passed down through generations it seemed. Molly found it humorous under pressure.
After a few minutes Mary Macy opened her door to see Molly standing there in all of her glory, arms held behind her back as if shyly proud of her perky breasts. The young Hindi beauty merely looked up at Mary with her big brown eyes awaiting a reply. “I am here if you wish to punish me.”
“Get in here.” Mary stepped aside to allow Molly in before shutting her door again. Leaning her back against the door Mary dropped her gaze to Molly’s petite little curvy bottom. Gulp! Mary had to close her eyes even though she was still envisioning it. Hormones struggling!
“Caleb said that you wished to speak with me.”
“Yeah! He’s a ballsy bastard; I’ll give him that. Just so you understand me, you were never in my office naked. Understood?”
“I am not here.” Molly smirked trying not to giggle. “I am only in your imagination.” As if she predicted Mary’s mental masturbation.
“Yes, you are. That’s one pretty amazing body you have there. Some darn good genes must run in your family.”
Grinning sheepishly, Molly looked down at her chest. “I take after my mother. She is quite endowed.”
“Good for her ... you.” Mary wiped her mouth with her wrist before opening her eyelids to gaze upon the Hindi-American beauty. Molly returned her vision’s connection up at Mary without expression. She felt it safer to just let the coach talk.
“I’m not sure what kind of hold Houser has on you, but it is something that can’t be overlooked. He left you in quite a mess.” Molly realized that she meant all of Caleb’s cum splatter that was left on her from head to waist.
“Does it offend you?” Molly questioned!
“I wouldn’t say ... well, guy jizz, maybe. No, it doesn’t offend me.” Mary Macy frowned! “Let’s clean you up.”
Going to her desk Mary opened a drawer and brought out a container of wet wipes, tearing one open with her teeth while glaring at Molly. Mentally she was picturing her teeth ripping the girl’s panties off so that she could inhale her sweet scent first nostril. Shaking off the imagery the butch coach proceeded to wash away the cum spots and trails from their descent all over Molly’s chest, tummy, and bikini region. Molly merely watched Mary’s hands pausing in certain areas. She seemed to be cleaning her inner thighs more than other places. Saliva at the corners of her mouth.
“There! You look much better.” Mary grew nervous the more she loitered in Molly’s vaginal paradise.
“I liked the way it was. But thank you.” Molly whispered! “I felt very much needed.”
“You just don’t strike me as the type to let a kid like Houser treat you this way. What’s he got on you?”
Molly tried not to think the worst of Caleb. She would instead defend him. “Caleb treats me very well. It is my choice to do as I do.”
Standing erect, Mary palmed Molly’s right cheek warmly, regardless of the cleaning residue on her fingertips. “You probably need to get to your next class.”
“It is only English Literature. You can write me a note if I am late.” Molly continued to appear expressionless. Was the kid asking ... surely not!
“I can actually do that.” Macy grinned! Sensing Molly tremble, although appearing naive and alert, Mary Macy lowered her hand to trail her knuckles over Molly’s neckline and down to her shoulder. The nomadic softness continued down across Molly’s left arm to the elbow. Instantaneously, Molly achieved a rash of goose bumps.
“I absolutely love your complexion. You’re of mixed heritage, right?”
“My mother is Caucasian. My father Hindi.”
“Right!” Mary reached back with her other hand to play with Molly’s raven curls. Molly remained well composed, her nerves not nearly as bad as Mary might suspect. “Am I spooking you?” Mary sensed guilt creeping up on her.
“I am fearless.” Molly softly expressed.
“I doubt that. Give the actress an Oscar.” Mary chuckled! “Eh! I might believe you.”
Molly tried not to blink as she stared up at her Coach. Mary in turn found her own hands trembling as they drifted away from Molly’s hair and gravitate in front of Molly’s chest.
Mary’s eyes drifted to Molly’s calmly perfect titties. She wanted to squeeze them, but her nerves were getting the best of her. Ever so slowly, Mary began to move in for the kill. A mere breath away from touching them, a loud knock rattled the office door making Mary at least jump. Molly remained relaxed and seemingly unoffended in the least.
“Coach Macy?” A feminine voice spoke out. “Can I speak with you?”
Mary grimaced and winked at Molly. “Just as well, Cutie pie. I like my job.” Easing around Molly, Mary quietly turned the knob and opened her door to find the rebel brunette April Hines holding her books and fully dressed.
“Have you seen Molly?” She feigned ignorance then eyed her friend behind Macy. “Oh! There you are. We’re going to be late for Lit.”
In response, Molly fluttered her fingers toward April. “We will both be excused for our tardiness. Will we not, Coach Mary?”
“Yeah, yeah.” Mary chuckled! “Go get dressed. I’ll write you two a note.”
As Molly left the office to join April she smiled at her new ally sheepishly. “Seriously?” April leaned in closer to whisper. “You were going to let Hail Mary paw you up, weren’t you?”
Reaching her basket locker Molly obtained her clothing from the small cubicle and began to get dressed. Before anything made it onto her body she stopped and quickly gave April a kiss on the cheek.
“What was that for?”
“You rescued me. And, yes, I was going to allow Mary to fondle me. For Caleb.”
“I figured Houser might be blackmailing you.” April glared at Molly. “The more I see and hear, I think you’re getting off on all of this.”
Molly pulled on the shorts that Caleb insisted she wear. They were far too tight.
“Does this change your opinion of me?” Molly paused, to pose in her tightness. Squinting, April groaned over Molly’s enchanting grin. “No! You and I are buds. Just try not to bring me into all of this. The braless thing was liberating but I’m not the type to go around flaunting my stuff. As awesome as it is.” Even she posed like a model just for laughs.
Molly winked at her, just before pulling her extra tight shirt on over her head. It would come right back off. “Awesome, indeed! And, no, I am not gay either. Unless Caleb tells me to be.”
From behind them they heard a clearing throat. Both girls turned to see Mary rolling her eyes over the comment made. “Well, some of us ARE gay. Gay also happens to mean happy. In translating that, I am happy that this did not go as far as it could have.”
Pouting slightly, Molly stepped over to claim their notes From Macy’s extended hand. After doing so Molly removed her shirt and grabbed Mary’s hand molding it around her left breast.
“You may squeeze now.”
