Molly Ch 04 Very Dirty And Wet

I was relaxing with a glass of wine and watching something mindless on the TV and Molly messaged again.

"It's still inside me, we've just finished dinner, and I've snuck upstairs to message you." She wrote in a slab of text that she obviously wrote in haste. "I have to go back down very soon, I told mum and dad that I needed to go to the toilet, but I have to go back down and do the dishes and clean up after dinner. Those are some of my chores. I haven't been able to concentrate on anything they have said. All I can think about is how good this thing feels in my bottom. And I wonder if dad knows that mum has these toys. Then I thought about it, and mum might have hers in right now too, so we could have both been sitting there with buttplugs filling out arseholes. Anyway I better go back down now. I'll be back in about an hour, I want you to watch me take it out, I can call again but I won't be able to talk. XO."

It was an amazing feeling to have someone like Molly fawning over me. My ex-wife surely never did, and although I'd been with a few people since then, certainly this was the most thrilling few days of my recent life, and Molly and I had still technically never been together.

I finished my wine and the remaining part of the episode. Walked over to the climate control, turned it up to a comfortable temperature, and made my way into the bedroom. In anticipation of the next call I retrieved some lube and my cock ring from the nightstand and made sure my phone was on loud.

The curtains we closed already, I certainly didn't need anyone looking in on me fondling myself while I spoke to Molly. I lay down, and it started to hit me. I was tired.

I guess that's what it is when you're 45 and trying to keep up with an 18 year old.

***

The message tone woke me from the beginning stages of sleep. About an hour and a half had passed.

"My parents are asleep now. And I'm in the bathroom, should I call."

I sat up, waking up almost immediately from the excitement.

"Absolutely!" I replied.

It was a few seconds before the call sounded and I answered. Molly was whispering into the phone. "We have to be quiet. Okay?"

I nodded and she once again drew the phone back to show me her naked body. She was standing in what must have been her own bathroom. It was messy in the way you expect a teen girl's bathroom to be messy. It made me smile at the contrast to my own neatly ordered and tidy bathroom.

"I won't be late tonight, I have an exam in the morning," Molly said, still in a whisper.

"But I really wanted you to watch me take this out."

"I'm so happy to watch you Moll." I said quietly.

"It has felt amazing, but I also feel a bit full...so I'm not too sure..." She trailed off and went a bit red.

I knew exactly what she was saying.

"Moll, it's okay. That feeling is normal, no matter what happens, I'm always going to love anything that you put in or out of that perfect little bottom."

She received the words exactly as they were intended. She was comforted and supported. If I'm honest with myself, all I really wanted to do was to pull the plug with my mouth and immediately slide myself into her awaiting hole. Instead, we were on the video call. She propped the phone up against the wall, turned around and presented herself to the camera again. She cheekily mimicked what she did before, crouching her head to look at me through the space between her legs and winked. Then she reached through and slowly retrieved the plug.

It gave way with minimal effort and only the smallest amount of mess. Molly thought nothing of the mess around her hole and immediately spun around to sit. She looked at me through the camera and said, "it feels so empty now." Then she inspected the plug. "It's a bit dirty, you know with..." She trailed off again and turned red.

"That's okay Moll. I've spent my time sucking your flavour from that part of your panties, remember."

"I know, I've just never really done this before, so I don't know what's right and wrong." She said, still trying to be quiet. "If you were here, would you lick it?"

"In a heartbeat!" I was unequivocal.

She took a breath, opened her mouth, stuck out her tongue and ran it up the length of the plug taking in streaks of her own taint and swallowing. After the first sample, she smiled. She was hooked. She licked each part of the toy. Before looking proudly into the camera again. "I liked that. It feels so wrong to say, but I like it."

"I'm so glad," I commended her. "I think that you're turning into a wonderfully curious and adventurous girl."

"Thanks Mr." She had somewhere kept the urgency of the name Mr. even though there was no immediate rush in this moment.

"Now, Moll. Which panties are we thinking about for tomorrow?" I asked

As she sat there, naked and elated on the floor of the bathroom, she asked, "do you remember which ones I had left last night?"

I did. Of course I did. "Yes Moll, I think maybe the white ones with blue flowers for tomorrow. Go and get them now."

"Okay." She spun around and lifted herself off the floor with the enthusiasm of a teenager. She was back momentarily, with the next thong proudly in hand.

"I want you to put them on now," I said. "You're still a bit messy from where you took the plug out, but I don't want you to clean yourself just yet. Just slide the thong up into place."

"Okay," she said in an obedient refrain.

She stood up again and stepped into the thong, as she crouched down she pulled the strap into position on her messy arse hole. She then proceeded to lean back, steading he legs and massaging the strap into the mess even further.

"Is this what you want, Mr.?"

It was. I nodded as I learnt over and took the cock ring and lube from my dresser. I arranged the home so that Molly could see me stretching the rubber ring over my shaft and balls.

She didn't hesitate, instead she continued to rub.

I squeezed lube over my shaft and slid my first over it. As I did so Molly took her finger from her hole and grabbed the phone with her other hand. There was a mixture of saliva and mess on her finger which she thrust into her mouth with delight and sucked it clean.

I pumped my cock furiously and released even more cum, this time calling the name softly while I released, "Molly!"

I looked at her through the phone again. She was naked save for the thong. "Bedtime Moll. Have a shower, but put that thong back on immediately after okay."

"Yes Mr. Goodnight." She blew a kiss. And hung up the phone. Leaving me in a puddle of cum and lube.

*****

The next morning I woke after sleeping more solidly than I had in years. I was perfectly exhausted and contented by the debauchery of last night's video chat. I rolled over and immediately grabbed my phone to send Molly a message.

It was 6am, so I wouldn't expect that an 18 year old would be awake just yet. I opened up Snap and typed in a simple, "good morning".

I thought about it for a moment and followed up. "Hope you slept well in your dirty panties. I slept like a baby after our session last night. Looking forward to another peek up your skirt this morning. Just hope you can concentrate for your exam."

I got up and made my coffee. My morning routine was coffee in bed and going through my emails on my phone, a couple of word games, and then I would get up, ready for the day.

Back in bed, coffee in hand and ready to go through my emails, there was nothing immediately urgent, just the usual diatribe of various things at work that could do with action of some sort.

After a relaxed start to the day, Molly's message came through at 6:31. It was a simple reply. "Morning. I did sleep well. I had a few dreams that I would love to tell you...maybe later when I can concentrate a bit more."

Another message was being typed and eventually appeared. "I hope I can concentrate too, it will be hard because I'll know that I'm wearing the dirty panties that I'll be giving to you later on, but it's my English exam, and I'm pretty confident that I know my stuff."

Moments later a snap arrived, she was naked except for her thong still, she added a caption, "this is how I slept."

My hand had found its way to my cock again. Every thought of Molly seemed to drive it there.

She sent through another message. "It's Friday, and I have another PE session today. Guess I'll be able to leave my present for you in the usual spot?"

"I can't wait." I replied with immediate excitement.

"I am babysitting tonight too, so we might be able to have another special call if I can get Suzie down early enough."

I knew the couple that she babysat for, the mother used to work at the school before she had Suzie.

***

She walked in and lit up the room with her beaming smile. As she walked past my desk I noted that she was wearing a little more perfume that she normally would.

I read the daily notices and glanced in a now practised manner at Molly as she presented her panties to me in the front row.

At the conclusion of homeroom, Molly walked up and lingered as all the other girls made their way out of the room and I to their other classes. "I put on some extra perfume to cover up any smell from down there today," she said softly in a voice that caused a twitch in my pants. "I took them off to smell them this morning, and they are strong. I think you're going to like them."

She didn't wait for a reply before she started to walk out of the room, and I was left looking at her pressing down the back of her dress, sliding her hands over her flat bottom as she walked out and into the corridor.

***

I was walking through the senior quad at lunch. Molly was sitting on top of a table with a group of her friends. They were all sporty girls, each of them athletic in their own way, and against all of them, it was clear that Molly was the least developed.

When she saw me walking through, she made some excuse to her friends and came over to me.

"How'd the exam go Moll?" It wasn't abnormal for me to talk to her around the school. She was in my homeroom.

"Still feeling pretty confident about it, Mr. Holmes." She said at a normal level before, discreetly leaning in and quietly adding, "maybe don't open my next few messages until later on."

I looked around to make sure that no one overheard. "Okay. Understood."

She smiled, spun around and walked back to her group of friends.

***

It was so hard not to immediately check the messages. There were a few there now. Some text, some pics. But my phone was safely hidden away in my bag while I delivered my final class for the week and Moll was in PE, or at least in the changing rooms.

As soon as the classroom had cleared, I was packed and ready to find some privacy and check Molly's messages and snaps. The end of the day on Friday was always tricky, while the students couldn't get out quick enough, staff hung around in a combination of socialising and hurriedly finishing work that they didn't want to carry over til Monday.

I however, just wanted a quiet place to look at my messages.

The toilets were occupied, so I decided I would go back to my desk, try to drown out the world for the 20 minutes before I could make my way into the gym's changing room, hopefully collecting Molly's panties and checking her messages.

The time dragged like you would not believe.

***

The door closed behind me, and no sooner had the latch sounded, than I tapped on the message.

The first was a wide snap of the very same changing room that was currently in. I could see Molly in the mirror, but there was no one else in the shot. Girls' bags were littered over the benches, and a few towels and school dresses were left on hooks and laying around.

Moll looked cute in her red little sports shorts, white socks and a tight little polo. This was our school's sports uniform, and Molly wore it well.

I broke my gaze from the phone for a moment, I couldn't see any sign of Molly's panties. Where they normally would be. She wouldn't let me down like this, would she?

The next snap was of Molly pointing into the left hand toilet cubicle in the same room. She wasn't in this shot. Just her arm pointing. The shot after that was a video of her pulling down and removing her red shorts to reveal the thong. After taking off her shorts, she picked the phone up and quietly whispered "something a little bit different today".

She sat on the toilet, legs spread wide holding the phone back far enough for me to see her face and her panty covered crotch. She started to rub it, when she then moved the camera in closer for me to watch as she peed right through her dirty thong. There was a steady stream that must have lasted at least 20 seconds.

The video ended and went to the next still shot of the panties hanging on a hook on the back of the toilet door.

I immediately went into the cubicle. Sure enough her still damp, still slightly warm panties were there for me. They were a deliberate mess. The strap stained with her mess and the front drenched in her fresh pee. I immediately sucked some of the warm juice from the front while angling the strap into my nose. I wanted all of her, and not in a clean way.

I sent her a message. "Amazing!"

She replied with a thumbs up. I imagine she was not alone on the bus, and couldn't easily chat.

I had brought another ziplock bag with me, I wanted to seal these panties and save them for a later session.

***

The pool was a welcome distraction from the racing thoughts of Molly's pussy, taint and ass. My erect cock however remained an ever present feature in my Speedos.

I was exceedingly careful to make sure my towel covered my raging hard-on. And although there wasn't anyone else to be found around the pool, when I reached the water I plunged in quickly to hide my shame.

I tried to concentrate on my laps, all the while the thought of Molly's bitter, skidded thong strap and pee soaked damp patch consumed me. I want to dive between her thighs and consume her.

10 laps is all I managed before removing myself from the pool to take my erection back to her panties in the changing room.

***

I sat alone and naked in the shower stall of the changing rooms. Her damp, dirty panties pressed into my nose and mouth allowing me to breathe in Molly's gifts. My cock throbbed in my hand as I slowly slid my hand up and down imagining Molly's wet, warm and tight but welcome pussy as I did.

My phone buzzed drawing me out of my imagination and back into reality momentarily.

"I hope you're saving some energy for tonight's call," she wrote, almost as if she knew that I was about to explode.

I replied, "I cannot wait, princess."

The princess just seemed to slip out, but it was met by a simple blushing face emoji which I took as a signal that she liked it.