Alex took off his towel, grinning when I glanced down to his cock. He was already erect, and I shivered. The first time I’d seen him naked, I’d worried that his cock wouldn’t fit inside of my pussy. But it fit just fine, I thought nervously. Perfectly, almost.
“Take off your dress,” Alex said. He raised an eyebrow. “I want to see you. I want to look at you.”
I was blushing so hard that I could barely keep my eyes open as I pulled my sundress over my head. My nipples were stiff and my clit was hard – already, my thighs were damp and slippery with my own juices. Alex stepped closer and licked his lips.
“Oh, Molly,” he said, shaking his head. “You’re perfect.”
I flushed hotly. I didn’t know what to think – was he making fun of me?
Or did he really find me attractive?
“Sit down and spread your legs,” Alex said. “And lean back on the bed.”
Still blushing, I sat on his mattress, very glad I’d taken a shower right before. I spread my thighs just an inch, then lay back until my head was resting on the bed.
I jumped when I felt Alex’s firm grip on my knees. He pushed them apart and I heard a gentle thud as he got to his knees.
“You have a beautiful cunt,” Alex said. “So juicy and pink.”
My cheeks were burning so hotly that I felt like they would melt off my face. Then I felt Alex’s soft, stroking touch on the inside of my thigh. I closed my eyes and swallowed as he stroked closer and closer to my pussy, gently grazing my labia with the tips of his fingers. As a finger slid inside, I moaned. It didn’t hurt like before – it felt amazing, like being filled up.
Alex slid another finger inside of me and stroked. He rubbed my clit with his thumb in slow, gentle circles and soon I was writhing and panting and begging for more. The sensations felt so good, so heavenly, that I didn’t even notice when Alex was pushing my knees even further apart. My thighs ached but I didn’t want him to stop so I stayed as frozen as I could in the awkward position.
Then I felt something touch my butt. I tensed, but after a few seconds, it began to feel almost normal. Good, even.
“I’m stroking your asshole, Molly,” Alex growled. “Do you like it?”
All I could do was moan as his fingertip stroked across the puckering, sensitive flesh. For a moment, the finger was gone. Then I felt it back, more forceful than before, pushing against the entrance to my asshole.
“Just relax,” Alex said. His voice was soft, almost gentle. He kept rubbing my clit – harder now, and I was panting as pleasure raced through my veins.
I didn’t feel like Molly anymore – I felt like a confident, sexy woman. And I couldn’t believe it, but Alex’s finger against my asshole just intensified the other sensations, making them even more powerful. Soon, I was bucking and thrusting towards Alex’s ministrations. I wanted more, more, more!
A hot sensation struck me in the lower belly, almost like something warm and powerful was gripping the whole lower half of my body. Gasping for air, I moaned loudly as an orgasm crashed over my body. The waves of pleasure kept coming, just like Alex’s fingertip flicking against my clit. I couldn’t control myself – my whole body thrashed and shook as my orgasm ripped me apart.
“God!” I moaned. “Alex!”
When it was over, I was shaking and sweating. I gently pushed Alex’s hands away and sat up, panting for air. He caught my eye and smirked.
“That was just a start,” Alex said. He winked at me and I flushed like a schoolgirl. “Did you like it?”
I nodded. “Yes,” I said softly.
“Well, get ready,” Alex said. His cock was still rock hard and I shuddered. “Because there’s another lesson today, too.”
I reached for him, wanting to pull him on top of me. Even though I was still shaking from my intense orgasm, I wanted him. I knew he could make me come again – even more powerfully with his cock inside of me.
“Not yet,” Alex said. He smirked. “Get down on your knees.”
Chapter Eleven
Alex
Molly knelt on the ground before me, wincing briefly as her knees made contact with the carpeting. I stared at her for a few seconds before darting into the bathroom and grabbing a towel.
When I returned I handed the folded towel to Molly.
“Here,” I said. “Put this under your knees.”