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Molly's Fantasy Ch. 01

By: SmoothCanadian69



This is my first attempt at a submission. This is based on a teenage fantasy but includes a compilation of characters, none totally real. Depending on the response, more chapters will follow.

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My story takes place in the middle 1960's when I was about 45. My name is Molly, the mother of two girls who our now adults but at the time of this story they were about 20 and 18; neither were involved sexually in this story. We lived in a small city where I worked as a registered nurse and my husband was a salesman. But to back up a bit, when I was in my early 30's we moved into a new home in an area where a lot of new homes were being constructed. It was a 10 minute walk from the hospital that I worked at and about the same to the school the girls attended. 

I would get up and get the girls their breakfast and see them off to school. There was a boy, Jamie who lived nearby and passed our door on his way to school. He was the same age and in the same class as my older daughter, Lynn. A few months after we moved in, Jamie would walk home with our girls in the afternoon and often knock on our back door in the morning and walk with Lynn and her sister to school. This went on through grade school and then in the first two years at beginning of high school. At that point, another high school was built and the dividing line between those who would continue to go to the old one and those who would attend the new one lay between Jamie's home and ours. At that point in time I lost track of him although Lynn would occasionally mention him.

During the years that Jamie and our daughter attended the same schools, as I said, he would with some regularity stop and meet Lynn at our home before going on to school together. Jamie was turning into a good looking young teenager with broad shoulders, dark wavy hair and a ready smile. He was also a good conversationalist.

As one would expect, Lynn would not always be ready and depending on the weather, Jamie would come into the kitchen to wait. As I had not gotten to bed until about midnight, my morning attire was not street clothes. I would normally get up and put a house coat which dependent on the season went anywhere from warm and cuddly to light and airy on over my nighty. It must have been when Jamie and Lynn were either about to graduate from grade school or after they started high school, I noticed that Jamie seemed to being paying a lot more attention to me in the morning than to Lynn. I found his eyes roaming from my face, to my breasts and then to my bare legs. Sometimes I thought he was looking down my cleavage when I bent over at the kitchen counter. I didn't think a lot about it, if anything, found it a bit amusing that a young adolescent would find a woman of my age something possibly attractive.

Let me say that I was even then what some would call a well-endowed woman. I was about 5 foot 7 tall and weighed about 135 lbs. Considering that I had two children, I thought I had a pretty decent figure. I was large breasted, 38DD and about 28 around the waist and 39 at the hips. I felt that being on my feet all shift at the hospital kept me in pretty decent shape. I was always rather proud of my boobs. They were large and firm and even in my early to mid 30's did not sag very much. My waist stayed well-proportioned and while having a bit of a tummy, it did not show too much. Now my legs, I was never really sure about but others had comments that I had lovely legs so who was I to argue.

But time goes on. Lynn graduated from high school and followed in my foot-steps pursuing a career as a registered nurse. Unfortunately, I learned that my husband was having an affair with one of his customers and we agreed to separate. While most would have said we had a good marriage but in those days where two income families were not as common as they are today, without my salary we could not have survived. Also, in some months when his commissions were not good, likely due to spending too much time with his new squeeze, my salary was greater than his. Our other daughter, Mary remained with me but would spend some weekends with her father. 

It was in the summer of Lynn's second year of nursing and that was a 12 month a year program where the students' had work terms that included weekends and shifts. On a warm summer Saturday a sporty little convertible drove by, slowed down and pulled into the drive. I was sitting outside in the sun enjoying the day and not paying too much attention to what was happening around me. I was wearing a pair of shorts that I thought displayed my legs nicely although I am not sure who I thought would be around to appreciate them. My top was a simple square neck sleeveless blouse that allowed my chest to absorb some rays. I had thought about something more revealing but as the back yard could be easily seen from the street, I erred on the side of restraint after all I was in my mid 40's.

A handsome young man got out of the car and came over and said, "Hello Mrs. "L", its Jamie. Is Lynn around?" Here was a young man I had not seen in about 8 years or so. He had grown considerably, now close to six foot and must have weighed about 175 to 180 lbs.' with broad shoulders and in really good shape. I said to him that he had really grown. He responded that since I saw him last he had gone through a growth spirt at about 15 years of age growing about six inches and putting on about 25 lbs. In part the weight gain was due to working out in the weight room training to play football which he had done for the past five years.

I explained that Lynn was in nursing school and working that weekend. I asked what he was doing and he replied that he was studying engineering at a college about 4 hours away but home for the weekend to see his parents. I asked him if he would like a beer or something else to drink and to tell me what had happened in the years since I saw him last. He said yes and I went to get the drinks. He wanted a beer and I decided on a gin and tonic which I admit I made on the strong side.

On my return we talked for a while about his choice of career, updating on other kids with whom he and Lynn had gone to school with. He asked about Mary and I told him that she had just graduated from high-school and was going into college in the fall. For some reason I told him that my husband and I were separated and not living together; that Mary was spending the weekend with him.

While our conversation progressed, maybe it was the beer but I got the strange impression that Jamie was paying a fair amount of attention to me, not just the conversation but concentrating on my legs and chest. I thought about this for a while and thought, "You silly old woman, why would a good looking young man about 25 years younger than you pay attention to your body?" I could not get the thought out of my mind that he really was almost staring at my body and I was quite enjoying it.

I got a second round of drinks and the conversation continued. After I was half done my second gin, I said "Jamie, is it my imagination or are you staring at my breasts and legs?" 

He blushed and stammered a bit then offered, "Yes Mrs. "L", I have always thought that you were a very beautiful woman. I cannot understand why your husband would have left you. I have always fantasized about making love to you." 

I responded, "Would you really want to have a relationship with a woman of my age?" He looked me straight in the eye and said, "Yes, absolutely! I think that you were involved in my first wet dream. Did you see the movie The Graduate? I always wanted you to be my Mrs. Robinson, to take me in hand so to speak and show me how a real woman should be made love to." 

I felt almost weak kneed. Here was a young handsome young man the same age as my daughter saying he wanted to go to bed with me. 

There was a long pause as I guess each of us tried to decide how to move the conversation forward. Finally Jamie said, "Mrs. "L", nothing would please me more than sharing some intimate moments with you." 

Was it the gin or my frustration from not having felt the affection of a male for so long? I blurted out, "how about right now!" 

He smiled and said, "Absolutely!" Then I calmed down a bit and said, "A woman of my age would like a bit of time to freshen up before coming to her lover." 

Jamie responded, "That's fine. I need to move my car somewhere it is not obvious that I am here with you. It is reasonably distinctive and while I don't live here now, there are some who recognize the car and know that I am in town this weekend. Incidentally, do I need to go and get some condoms?" 

I told him "No, I have been fixed so that pregnancy is not an issue." In those days sexually transmitted diseases were not the issue they are today. "Give me 10 minutes and why don't you come to the back door as it will be a little bit more private."

Molly's Fantasy Ch. 02



Jamie went to get in his car and I went into the house. I showered and dried myself paying particular attention to my private parts. I put a bit of perfume between my breasts and on the hair on my mons. I wanted to be sweet smelling for my young lover. I chose a frilly bra that I had purchased several years before and I guess I had put on a couple of pounds, well maybe five. My breasts tended to flow over the top of the cups; I looked in the mirror, smiled and thought, maybe he will like this. I put on matching tap pants, popular at that time, a sexy female version of boxer shorts that were loose in the leg. I then chose a filmy negligee that while not exactly covering everything revealed sufficient I thought to be provocative. Then I waited for my young lover to arrive.

After finishing my preparation I waited; five minutes passed then ten and I began to wonder if Jamie had got cold feet. A minute seemed like an hour. Now that I was committed, I longed to be with this young man; to once again share those moments of intimacy that only can occur between two lovers. Then there was a quiet knock at the back door and it opened and in he walked. In his hand were three yellow roses and some fern. I almost cried. "How thoughtful of you; you need not have done this." 

He said that yes he did; he could not come to me without some sign of affection that was not simply physical. I said that I needed to put them in some water and walked to the kitchen. While filling a vase with water Jamie came up behind me and nuzzled my neck reaching around me and taking my breasts in his hands. I pushed back against him I think feeling his erection against my derriere. We stood like this for what in reality was seconds but seemed like minutes before I went back to taking care of the flowers. 

When I was finished with the flowers, I turned to Jamie and said, "This is the last chance. Once the genie is out of the bottle, you cannot put her back. Are you sure you want to make love to me?" He responded without hesitation, 'yes'. I took him by the hand and led him to my bedroom. We stood face to face and I took his face in my hands and pulled his lips to mine. His arms went around me and our lips met, tentatively at first and then our mouths opened and our tongues explored the others mouth. We stood like this for what seemed like minutes but was likely only about a minute and a half. 

He stepped back and pulled his shirt over his head and dropped it to the floor. Next his pants came off and lay in a puddle beside the shirt. Off came the sox and then he was only wearing his jockey briefs. His erection was very obvious protruding up and out straining for release from its prison. His hands started to explore my body, running up and down my spine and then gripping my derriere. He pulled me to him and I could feel his erection against my tummy. We continued to kiss and then he moved his attention to my ears and then my neck as his lips found their way slowly down my upper body. His lips moved from my neck to my upper chest, while his hands came up to caress my breasts. He opened the top buttons of my negligee and his lips moved down to the top of my breasts that swelled over the top of my bra. 

After a few kisses he plunged his face into my ample cleavage remaining there as he inhaled my feminine smells. Jamie undid the rest of the fastenings on my negligee and pushed it off my shoulders letting it fall to the ground. His hand pushed up on my breasts I think hoping that they would suddenly pop free from their entrapment but no such luck. I reached behind and released the clasp and Jamie feeling the release let go allowing my bra to slip down and then he slowly eased the straps off my shoulders exposing my full breasts. He gasped then leaned forward raising first my left breast to his lips taking the nipple in his mouth and teasing it first gently with his tongue, swirling it around the hardened nub that only seemed to grow longer and harder with such ministrations. He then sucked on it trying to take as much of my tit into his mouth as he could and finally gave each nipple a gentle bite that drove me to distraction.

He backed up, pulling me with him until he sat on the edge of the bed. His head was then in the middle of my stomach. His hands came down and encircled my hips; with one hand holding me tight to his face the other went down and sought out the loose leg opening on my tap pants. It went up my leg and found my ass cheek squeezing it firmly and staying there for a few seconds. Then he moved his hand around caressing the curve of my belly and proceeded to move ever so slowly down the front just brushing lightly over my pubic hair. Yes, in those days few if any women I knew would shave their pubic area. His hand slipped between my legs and traveled downward discovering the feel of the soft skin that lay there. He then changed hands and using the other massaged the other inner leg and moved up until it came to the delta where the two legs meet. I felt his index finger move to my slit and spread my labia trying to find the core of my sexuality. As I was very wet with all of his ministrations, lubrication was not an issue and I guess I spread my legs to help him find access. He found my clitoris without too much assistance and took in between his thumb and index finger gently massaging it at first and then as it grew being more insistent. I gasped with pleasure and sure moaned as he rubbed this bud of pleasure.

He pulled my pants down and pressed his face into my crotch inhaling the female odor that I am sure came from there. I was glad in most ways that I had applied some perfume to my pubic hair. I said "do you like that smell?" 

He responded in a husky voice, "Oh Yes! You just wait and see. He stood up and I pulled his underwear down letting his erection spring free. It wasn't monstrous, remember I am a nurse and have seen a lot of penises, nor was it small. But it was hard and it was reasonably fat and from the liquid I could see and feel emanating from the tip was ready for business. He reached behind me with one arm around my hips and the other around my back and lifted me, turning to gently deposit me on the bed, I had previously had the foresight to pull the covers back. He knelt next to me, first kissing my lips once more before working south over my breasts, ministering to each in turn before moving on over my stomach and belly until my pubis became the center of his attention. Leaning forward he spread my legs and then using the fingers of his right hand spread my labia and blew gently into the space created. With its wetness, the coolness caused by his breath was shocking. 

He then bent further down holding my lower lips apart with his right hand and supporting himself with his left. His tongue flicked out and sought my clit. It wasn't hard to find and after a bit of licking he began to suck it in earnest. I was approaching a climax but he would not allow me to go over the edge yet. He stopped suddenly and I thought Oh No! but he reversed himself, kneeling between my legs and raised my hips with one hand and inserted a pillow under them with the other. He then lifted each leg onto his shoulders and down his back as he moved in for a closer inspection of my most private parts. Once he seemed to be satisfied that all was in order, he began to probe my slit with his tongue starting at my anus and working upward to the clitoris. Back and forth and back and forth he went tantalizing and teasing me. When I wondered when he would bring me to an orgasm his lips found my clit and began to once again suck it in earnest while he inserted his middle finger into my vagina, seeking out my g-spot. I thought that this young man was inexperienced. He cannot be; he knows too well how to please a woman. I was about to say something but he took me over the top experiencing the greatest orgasm I have likely ever had. I shook and gasped and I think almost crushed his head with the pressure of my legs on it.

Jamie took me in his arms and held me while my breathing returned to normal. Then I said to him, "it's your turn". I pushed him back on the bed and kissed him deeply then working my way down over his broad chest tweaking his nipples in the process. I took his erection in my hand and then inserted it in my mouth. I licked the head and then proceeded to move my mouth up and down the length of his shaft. I could taste the pre-cum and the thought of having this man cum in my mouth drove me wild. At the same time I wanted him to be able to feel my vaginal muscles grip his member and milk every last drop from him.

My hand found his scrotum and I massaged his testicles as I continued to suck his cock. He was moaning with pleasure as I ministered to his sexual needs. When I could feel his ball sack start to tighten I slowed down to extend these moments of pleasure. As I thought he was about to cum, I stopped and said, "Do you want me to continue and you cum in my mouth or do you want to cum inside me?"

He responded, "Why not both? I have a large load that could well choke you. If we fuck first I will get rid of most of it and maybe you will have another orgasm as well. Then after a short while you can suck me again and I will cum in your mouth."

It sounded like a great plan. How do you want me I asked? He responded, I think on top of me; that way I can suck your nipples and play with your lovely breasts and my cock will rub against your clit as well as being able to fill your vagina. I needed no more prompting, straddling his hips and guiding his erection into my vagina. With all of the lubrication from my orgasms he slipped in without any trouble. It was such a sensation to once again feel a man's penis engulfed in my vagina. Oh, how I had missed this feeling. I leaned forward putting my hands on either side of his chest leaving his arms and hand free to be able to fondle my breasts. I slowly started to move back and forth and he was correct; I could feel his hardness inside me as well as it rubbing on that knob of pleasure. 

He reached up and guided my right breast to his mouth and he took my nipple in sucking it and using his tongue to tease it giving me such erotic pleasure. While sucking the right one, his hand sought out the left which he grabbed and massaged brushing the nipple time and time again. I increased the pace of my hips moving along his shaft and soon he started to respond, his hips moving in tandem with mine so that he fully penetrated me. I could feel the head of his cock hitting against my cervix and my internal muscles grasping his erection. I started to feel my orgasm building as both my vagina and clitoris were stimulated by the rubbing of his cock as I rode him. Just about as I was to go over the top Jamie screamed, "Oh Molly! I am going to cum! Oh shit this is so marvelous!" And we came together rocking back and forth until we were both spent.

I lay in his arms while we both recovered. He whispered sweet nothings in my ear telling me how marvelous a lover I was and how he had never imagined that lovemaking could be this great. While normally I would have made light of such compliments I accepted them as the sincere expression of this young man's thanks. I finally rolled off him and felt his semen started to leak from me. It came and it came and it came. My intention was to simply lay there playing with him until he was erect again and then once again take him in my mouth. However I felt so wet and gooey as his semen spread across my inner thighs that I could not help myself. I told Jamie that I needed a moment to clean up and left him to go to the bathroom where I washed my nether parts removing most if not all of his cum. Some continued to leak from me as I walked back to the bed but I guess if I was going to take his well lubricated tool in my mouth, maybe he could taste it too If I knew what he had in mind.

He was lying where I had left him, legs spread wide apart with a mixture of his cum and my love juices coating his cock and his balls. While not completely erect, he was not limp either. "Do you think you can handle another go?" I asked. "Just try to stop me" was his response. I took his cock in my hand and gave it a few good strokes which brought it fully back to life. I bent over taking it in my mouth and picked up where I had left off about 20 minutes before. Oh the joy of having a young lover; the recovery time is very short. I sucked and teased and fondled his balls using all of the talents I had to bring him once again to an ejaculation. 

As he became more and more aroused, I increased the tempo. Then I heard him say, "Oh Molly, straddle me so that I can use my tongue to pleasure you as you are me." I follow directions well and swung my leg over his chest and pressed my mound that was once again sopping wet against his mouth. His tongue took over probing my vagina and then moving from my rectum to my clit, back and forth and back and forth. As I thought he was about to spurt, his lips wrapped themselves around by erect clitoris and he sucked violently on it. I gasped with pleasure and sucked him even harder squeezing his halls. All of a sudden I heard him gasp and felt the hot ejection cum into my mouth that virtually filled it with his semen. I too climaxed and felt my liquids spurt from me covering his face. He liked me and buried his face between my labia holding me so that I would not get away. I swallowed his offering and then lay forward with my face between his legs.

After we both recovered and lay side by side, Jamie said' "Well Mrs. "L" that was a hell of a way to spend a summer afternoon." We both laughed and hugged each other. I asked will there be others? Jamie responded, "Just try to keep me away."



Molly's Fantasy Ch. 03



We were able to arrange a mutually convenient time a couple of dates over the next few weeks. Each time was equally enjoyable as the first. As we approached the end of the summer both new that we would maybe have one more time together before he went back to school. I was not sure how this would work out. He came one evening after having called the day before to make sure I would be alone. He said that if it would work for me he could come to town only to see me and stay the night. It was a marvelous experience. There was no rush or pressure of time. He woke me in the middle of the night and simply held me and kissed me. I awoke him at about 6:00 by taking him in my mouth and sucking his manhood until he was hard and very much awake. He came to me and gently and we made love to each other in a slow and tender fashion. After breakfast he said goodbye and said he would call when back from university at Christmas time.

Good to his word, he called in December and asked if he could come to see me the next evening. He said he could not stay long. I found this interesting as I would have hoped we could see some time together. He arrived and kissed me gently on the cheek. I asked how he had been and he told me in very brief terms what had happened in the past few months since we were last together; however, I noticed he seemed remote.

Finally Jamie said, "Molly, I have met someone that I think I want to marry. She is a couple of years younger that I and we really get along well together. I cannot continue a relationship with you while I am considering spending a lifetime with this person." 

I responded that this did not come as a surprise, that I fully understood and while I would miss our times together, I wanted him to be happy and wished him all the luck. He breathed a sigh of relief and then seemed to relax if not totally, at least he was comfortable being there.

"Jamie, there is one thing I have wanted to ask you for a long time but did not have the nerve. When we first came together, I asked if you had had a satisfactory sexual relationship with your girlfriends at college. You said no, they were too young and inexperienced and frightened of getting pregnant. From the first time we came together, you obviously were an experienced lover who knew how to please a woman. Please explain."

He laughed a bit nervously then replied, "I did no lie about the girls I dated in college nor did I lie about having a fantasy of making love to you when I was only 12 or 13. However, when I was about 18 there was a woman who taught Sunday-School with my mother. I would go down to their classroom after church to meet for a ride home. This woman was about 35 or so and quite attractive. She would often wear dresses or blouses that displayed a fair amount of cleavage, something that was no commonly done at that time. Her snowy skin with the faint blue veins drove me to distraction, wanting to bury my head in this delightful valley." 

"As winter moved into spring she asked my mother if she thought I would come after school or on Saturdays to do some yard work for her. My mother said she should ask me, so she did and I agreed that I would come around later that week and see what needed to be done. This arrangement was working well and at least once a week I would go to her home and look after the grass and gardens. As the weather warmed I started taking my shorts and t-shirt to wear replacing the long pants and shirts that I had worn up till then. I noticed that with this change Mrs. "K" would come out to the yard more often and watch what I was doing. Then she asked could I come on Saturday as she had some work that needed attending to. I said yes and arrived at the agreed time. It was hot and I was wearing a pair of really short shorts and a muscle shirt that showed off my chest and shoulders that had developed thanks to my football training."

"I arrived at 9:30 as agreed and was surprised to have Mrs. "K" say that she was going to come and work with me in the garden. It was going to be a hot day. As the morning progressed we both worked side by side getting hotter and hotter and we both started to sweat. I know that the sweat was running down my back by 11:00 and when I looked at her, I could see rivulets running down between her breasts. At noon, she said in a load voice, 'Enough! Jamie come in the house and we will cool off and get something to drink'."

When we got in the house she turned around and looked me straight in the eye and said, "Jamie, I am about to make you an offer I hope you cannot resist. I am a horny woman who is not sexually satisfied. I am offering you the chance to have wild unadulterated sex with a mature woman who in return will teach you all there is to know about how to please a woman." 

I was flabbergasted to say the least. My lack of immediate response was too much for her. She grabbed my face in her hands and pulled me to her kissing me passionately and pressing her body to mine. If I had any doubts they rapidly slipped from my mind. 

She took my hand and led me to her bedroom saying "I am going to undress you then we are going to take a shower together and you will get your first lesson in how to pleasure a woman." She did and the rest is history. That is how I became the lover that came to you.

I gave him a great big smile and said "I guess I owe Mrs. 'K' a big thanks for training you so well. Jamie, let me wish you all that I can for your life ahead. May you find happiness and I only hope that your new girlfriend understands how lucky she is to have a lover as talented as you.

With this, he kissed me gently and turned and left. I never saw him again although once in a while I would hear Lynn speak of him. I know from the local paper that he did graduate as an engineer and married the young woman he came to tell me about. My memories were always ones of pleasure and happiness.