Molly Curtis was 5ft 6 with shoulder length blond hair and was a popular nurse at the Winston Churchill
Hospital in Abbottsford and the general consensus among doctors and nurses
alike was that she had a nice arse, great legs and very decent tits.
Also on the staff at the Churchill was another blond nurse, more timid
and less popular, who was her on/off girlfriend Samantha Elliott, who was a
slightly plumper version of her lover.
When they first met, Sam thought she had found the one, and fell
instantly in love, but for Molly it was different, she didn’t fall in love, she
never had, for Molly it was all about the sex.
The other difference between them was that Sam was a lesbian, a woman
only lesbian, she only went that way, she had never had a man, she had never
been interested in a man, whereas Molly was cut from very different cloth and
swung both ways and as often as possible, she loved cock and cunny in equal measure.
But even with Molly’s wandering eye they always seemed to end up back
together, Samantha for the love and Molly for the lust.
One of her regular lapses to the other side was with her rich cousin
Paul Barker who was a renowned womaniser who had a big house in the village of
Clarence a mile or so from Purplemere.
It was a mutually gratifying relationship as Paul put it about every
bit as much as she did.
Another of her regular recipient of her not inconsiderable lust was paediatric registrar Polly Jones, a tall willowy
brunette, 32 years old, stunningly attractive, with short brown hair and hazel
eyes who was to all intents and purposes happily married to an oncologist, and
she was happily married and had never been unfaithful to him with another man but
other women were another matter and Molly was one of those lucky women.
The got together
whenever they could, not as often as Molly would have liked but they made the
most of it when they did.
They just had to be
patient but for Molly that was sometimes easier said than done.
Polly was awoken
earlier than planned, much earlier in fact, by a rattling of crockery from the
kitchen and the sound of water running, a kettle filling probably.
She looked at the
clock and it was 6.05am and it appeared she had an unexpected houseguest, she
had no idea who it was and frankly it could have been anyone.
She knew who it
wasn’t, her husband Derek, he was in Geneva for an Oncology seminar.
She was a bit miffed
being woken up as she was having a delicious dream where she was being noshed
off on the operating table by the theatre sister, so she got out of bed with
sticky lips.
She threw on her robe
and crept quietly downstairs but as she approached the kitchen Polly suddenly
hesitated as she caught sight of Molly Curtis sitting on the kitchen counter
completely naked and fingering herself.
She didn’t make her
presence known, instead she watched her through the crack in the door and her
lips were stickier than ever.
After feasting her
eyes on Molly’s crack for long enough she slipped away to her study and
retrieved something from her toy chest.
Molly wasn’t fazed or
embarrassed as Polly walked into the kitchen wearing a large pink strap on, nor
did she stop what she was doing.
“What are you up to
then?” Polly asked as she walked towards Molly and kissing her full on the
mouth.
“Apart from the
obvious”
Molly was still had
one hand occupied fingering her crack so with her free hand she grabbed the
plastic cock.
“How long have you
been watching?” she asked between kisses
“Long enough” Polly
replied
“This certainly is”
she purred and pulled it towards her pussy.
But Polly wasn’t ready
to fuck her, so she stepped backwards before kneeling before Molly’s shaven
pussy and noshing her juicy quim, after the delicious self-abuse Polly had
witnesses it didn’t take long for her to take Molly to climax and she was soon
stood in front of her again and this time Polly let her plug the pink plastic
cock into her wet cunny and with her legs hooked behind Polly’s skinny arse and
her arms locked around her neck Polly fucked her hard, which was what she
wanted, a good hard fucking.
And when Polly had
fucked them both to orgasm they went to Polly’s bed where they could come again
and again.
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