Thank you for taking the time to read my fantasy, if it tickled your fancy I appreciate your vote or any comments you may have.
This chapter continues the adventures of Molly, a sexually frustrated young wife, a recent mother, and Jeff, the 'new' man who changed her life.
This story may contain peanuts so if you're allergic to forced, non-consent, anal, oral, ass to mouth, girl on girl, submission, domination, or sex in general, please do not go any further.
Enjoy!
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The Next Day
Molly was up before her alarm went off. The excitement of meeting Jeff had her tossing and turning all night. She put on the red thong and bra set, as Jeff wanted, and tucked the anal lube into a pocket of her tight running shorts. The sky was cloudy, and it was starting to sprinkle as she started her slow jog to the park. She was early, but in her mind, that was better than having Jeff waiting for her. By the time she arrived at 'their' bench, the rain was coming down hard, and she was worried Jeff wouldn't come out today. Taking shelter under a large tree, she chewed on her fingernails as the anticipation of seeing him or not seeing him had her stomach doing cartwheels.
Off in the distance, she could see a male coming towards her running fast, it looked like Jeff, but the ball cap made it difficult to say for sure. When the runner veered off the path and climbed the hill she knew it was him, and her heart started racing.
As Jeff burst through the bushes, he looked like a Greek god to her. His tight white shirt was see-through from all the rain, and his muscles bulged out everywhere. Even his black shorts were semi-transparent, and she could see the outline of his dangling cock, swinging with his gait.
"Morning Molly," he said in between deep breaths, "I picked up the pace today, give me a moment." Jeff bent at the waist and rested his hands on his knees causing his ball cap to fall to the ground.
"Hi Jeff, you look fantastic!" she exclaimed like a love-sick school girl. She was still having a hard time believing someone this handsome and fit wanted to fuck her.
After he had regained his breath, he stood up and used the tree to stretch out his hamstring muscles. "Fuck!" he said, "now that was a good run!" He eyed Molly as she stood there waiting for him to say something or order her to do something. "Did you bring the lube?" he asked, more to test her than actually to fuck her ass.
She quickly pulled it out of her pocket and presented it to him, "Yes, just like you asked," Molly said eagerly.
"Good, now get undressed and show me your new red outfit," he said with a straight face.
So far Jeff never smiled once at her and she was getting worried he might be getting tired of her already. "Of course!" she said as she hustled to get out of wet clothes.
Pulling her wet top off was difficult as it stuck to her skin and she felt Jeff's hands on her body helping. Just his touch had her pussy leaking. Finally, she was down to her red thong and lacy red bra.
"Wow!" he said as he finally smiled at Molly, "you look fantastic! Just like I knew you would!"
She couldn't be floating any higher, "thank you, Jeff, and thank you for buying me such nice under clothes! It must have cost you a fortune!"
"It did," he said, "now turn around and let me see that fat ass of yours!"
She spun around and wiggled her bum at Jeff, and before he could tell her to she bent over and pulled her ass cheeks apart. "Do you like what you see?" Molly asked teasingly.
"I do." His hand massaged her fat accommodating ass, before sliding his fingers under the thong. "Looks like someone is ready to get fucked!" he laughed.
"Oh Jeff," she exclaimed, "I don't think I slept an hour last night, all I could think about was you!"
"I fucked a girl last night, I picked her up, took her home, and fucked all her holes," Jeff said as he pushed two fingers in Molly's cunt, "she was a real screamer, especially when I fucked her ass."
"I wish it had been me!" she cried out as Jeff added another finger.
"My cock still has her juices on it," Jeff said as he withdrew his fingers and wiped them on Molly's ass. "Turn around."
Jeff's steady gaze intimidated Molly as he appraised her thick body. "You're so fucking sexy!" he finally said, "now give me a hug."
She wrapped her arms around his wet body and snuggled into him. She loved that Jeff found her chunky body sexy. He kissed her forehead and lifted her chin, forcing her to look into his deep blue eyes before kissing her with a strong passion.
Their tongues danced back and forth, and she felt her body start to shake with nervousness or desire or a little of both. Jeff had his hands on her fat ass cheeks pulling her pelvis towards him, grinding his cock against her pot-belly. She wanted him to throw her to the ground and fuck the hell out of her.
"I need your mouth Molly," Jeff said, "Will you lick my dirty cock clean?"
"Anything Jeff!" she proclaimed, "Nothing is off limits with you!"
The ground was wet, and her knees were cushioned somewhat by the soft underbrush. She watched Jeff step out of his shorts and his massive cock came into view. The combination of his cum and the girl's juices were crusted all over his cock and balls.
"No hands," Jeff commanded, "I want you to lick me clean, show me you want to be my nasty slut."
"Yes Jeff," Molly smiled at him and surrendered, "if that's what you want."
He knew he was a mess; he had done it on purpose just for Molly. The girl he fucked last night was Amy, and when she found out Molly was going to clean up the mess from her cunt and ass on his cock, she laughed so hard the tears flowed down her face, and she made Jeff fuck her ass twice.