Please read my other Molly stories for more background, stories in no particular order.
Any mistakes are mine but in my defense I have tried to get editorial assistance several times but to no avail and English is not my first or second language. Spell and grammar check mostly set to US or Australian English.
Disclaimer: This story is fiction. Any resemblance of real people or places is coincidental. All characters are 18 years of age or older. Please do NOT read if you don't like femdom, oral sex, anal play, caning, domination, submission, denial, or masturbation. You may also come across various other elements of kink and BDSM. Some or all of these elements may appear in different stories in this story arch.
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Molly was looking forward to catching up with Mary and Nancy in Melbourne. It had been too long since the camping trip at the end of which she had got to know Mary and Nancy much better. After her experience with Tash (see Uncle Bob's M) and Nick (see Paid housework) she wondered if her horizon would be expanded further by Mary and Nancy. Molly had written to Mary and Nancy about her experiences and how she seemed to like to submit to others. They told her about their own experiences. Nancy was going into hyperdrive masturbating all the time and Mary revealed her domineering lesbian side in her letters. Mary would also send her books and Molly would write back and tell her what she liked, what scared her, what fascinated her, and what she might like to try. She also told Mary about her ongoing relationship with Nick and Helga and about their relationship. She also told them about Fred and her domineering side.
And now Molly was on the way to see Mary. She thought about the last time they were together.
*** While Molly is on the train let us find out what they got up to after the camping way back when ***
It had been great to go camping, Molly thought. Getting close to nature and her friends. Closer than she had ever imagined.
Mary, Nancy's aunt, had come to pick them up from their camping trip. She had taken them all four to her two story home in her car so they could have showers, have a change of clothes, some food, and some sleep. Her home was two small town houses with a doorway connecting them.
Mary had borrowed some mattresses from her neighbor for the living room. Sam and Fiona would get to sleep there. Nancy and Molly got Mary's king size bed while Mary moved into the spare room that was her theatre room so to speak. That is where she had her sewing machines and more fabric than the girls had ever seen in their lives. Not to mention drawers with buttons, pins, ribbons, planing board on the wall, paper pens, and shelves full of books. It took Molly a while to see the bed where Mary was going to sleep in this room that was as close to organised chaos as she had ever seen. It was buried under a beautiful quilt that was again half covered with two short skirts and what looked like tops that were in progress.
"We cannot take your bed. You cannot sleep in here." Said Molly as she stood in the doorway.
"Don't worry." Said Mary. "I often sleep here when I have been working late. This room is warmer in winter and I sleep really well here dreaming of costumes and the theatre."
"I can imagine." Said Molly.
It wasn't just the sewing room that was full of stuff, the whole house was full of old solid beautiful furniture and there were beautiful knick knacks everywhere. The latter being an oxymoron in many houses but somehow it all worked in Mary's house.
The kitchen was the only room that looked organised and that was where the magic happened. Dinner was a feast or maybe they were just hungry after camping? No definitely a feast from Victoria market as Mary called it. As much fish, beef, chicken, eggs, and vegetables as they could stomach, followed by fruit, ice cream and chocolate. Molly knew that she would have to visit Victoria market.
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The girls had never slept so well but the smell of breakfast was not to be resisted. Molly had never seen so much food in a long time, well at breakfast time anyway Fresh sourdough bread, eggs, bacon, yogurt, fruit, butter, pancakes and more. When Molly saw Fiona and Sam's new pair of pants and short skirts she wondered if Mary had slept at all during the night.
"Just something I finished after you girls went to sleep. Cannot send you on a train trip in your camping clothes.
Molly wondered if Mary had looked in on her and Nancy. Nancy had put her arms around Molly and Molly had fallen asleep with Nancy spooning her and with Nancy's soft breath on the back of her neck. If Mary had seen anything then she didn't say anything. Maybe it was just Molly's imagination but had Mary given her an extra big smile in the morning?
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Mary, Molly, and Nancy waived goodbye to Sam and Fiona as their train set off from Flinders street station in the heart of Melbourne.
It had been organised some time ago that Nancy was staying with her aunt for a while and Molly had been offered to stay a week. Molly was really glad that Nancy had not been offended by her offer to help her with her night matters when they went camping. It could have been embarrassing to have to spend a week with Nancy or having to leave early if Nancy had thought Molly was a weird one but Molly had not been thinking when she made the offer to Nancy. She was just glad it all worked out.
A week in Melbourne sounded great. Mary had taken some time off work and was going to show her niece and her friend the sights in Melbourne.
Mary might be in her forties but Molly thought that she was hot. She was tall with long black hair and beautiful hazel eyes. Nancy had told Molly that her aunt had never married. Adding, how could she marry when she was already married to the theatre. Making costumes, doing the carpentry, and even painting if needed. Now and then there was helping with rehearsals and even working as an extra when needed.
Everyday was planned with something to do. Victoria markets, theatre shows, comedy shows, and browsing book stores. Then of course there was the food. There was so much good food in Melbourne like at Victoria Market and Chinatown but the best food was the food Mary made. Molly wondered how she would ever go back to boring suburban supermarket food. That said, it was really about good ingredients and knowing what to do with them. She tried to absorb everything that Mary did in the kitchen.
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The three of them were sitting together in Mary's living room on the second night after Sam and Fiona had left. They had already had dinner and now they were rugged up with hot chocolate topped with whipped cream, in their flannels PJ, and under soft woolen blankets. Melbourne's four seasons in a day had some truth to it after all. Mary was telling them about some of her friends and their adventures together in the city. When she was finished they all had a sip of hot chocolate at the same time and then Nancy looked from Mary to Molly.
"Well it may not be a city adventure but I have not told you about the strangest thing that happened on camp." Nancy kept smiling at Molly. Before Molly realized and could say anything to stop Nancy. Nancy had blurted it out. "Molly drank my pee."
Molly was mortified. What would Mary think of her? Would she throw her out?
"More than once." Added Nancy, smiling.
Molly thought her face must be on fire, she must be looking like a ripe tomato by now.
"And she licked and fingered me to an orgasm."
Mary looked towards the red fire engine that was Molly. "Is this true?"
Molly opened her mouth but no words came out.
"Don't worry Molly, Mary is the most open minded person I know and has books on a lot of sordid kinks. Sorry, I just had to see your reaction." Said Nancy.
"That was mean, Nancy. Poor Molly." Said Mary. "I think that Nancy has earned herself a good thrashing. What do you say?" Mary looked at Molly.
Molly nodded yes, then managed to say "absolutely".