[My first story posting here, big thanks to NerdyBBW200 for the support with editing!]
Molly and I first hooked up at the end of our fresher year at uni. It was your typical pull on a night out at university. I had been on a social with the rugby team in the SU bar, lots of drinking games before we headed to the club. More drinking and heading to the dancefloor before getting lucky with a random girl. (Once we got the club it was just more drinking and dancing on a crowded floor as we all tried to find a random girl to go home with)
Molly was hot, she was on the lacrosse team and worked out religiously so had an amazing body, fairly tall for a girl at around 5'9ish with long blonde hair. Slim with smaller perky boobs and long legs.(You already talked about her height maybe describing a different part of her body to add more intrigue) That night she was wearing a silver sequined dress that clung to her body tight, it was short and just about covered her ass with black heels to finish it off. I pulled my best moves and we danced before getting closer and kissing on the dance floor.
We didn't have sex that night, as I later found out Molly came from quite a well-to-do family and she most certainly was not one for one night stands. We did kiss though and I got her number. We had 3 weeks left of that year before heading home for the summer. We would text a lot and met for drinks a couple of times before she eventually agreed to stay the night in my halls a few days before we were due to leave.
Over that summer we continued to text a lot but didn't see each other. I learned that she lived in a very big house in Kent, that I saw on facetime, with her parents and her younger brother who was doing his A levels. Her dad was a banker of some sort and her mum worked at some stables. Molly spent pretty much the whole summer riding horses with her mum and drinking pimms in the courtyard.
It was very different to my summer. I was back at my parents in Essex, and worked at the garage my dad worked at. We were your typical working class family. My time was spent working on cars, going to the gym and playing rugby for my home club.
Once summer was over and we returned to uni, and we continued to see each other a fair bit. We would hang out and meet up all the time on nights out. I found out over the course of the year that Molly wasn't very experienced when it came to sex. She was a bit of a prude. We had sex once every couple of weeks and it pretty much involved missionary only. She would lay there and I did all the work. The only reason I stayed with her was because she was so hot, definitely the hottest girl I had ever hooked up with, and it gave me good bragging rights with the lads if nothing else. I always had the feeling that she was never serious about me either. I was clearly not in the same social circles as she was but I guess she just wanted a bit of fun with a rough while at uni. Hey, it worked for me.
The year went by and we stayed kind of together, we hooked up every night out and had sex a few times, she came and watched me play rugby while I went to watch her lacrosse games. I suppose you could say we were boyfriend and girlfriend but it always seemed like this was just a uni thing. It came as a bit of a surprise when at the end of our 2nd year at uni Molly invited me to come and visit her parents for a few days. I had never thought I would be introduced to the parents and maybe this was becoming a bit more serious than I originally imagined. She told me that every year her parents would throw a large garden party for the members of the stable and it was agreed I would come. I would be staying for a couple of nights before and after the party.
Once the semester ended we once again headed back home for summer, there was about 2 weeks before I was due to travel down to Molly's parents house so I was back with my parents again. I was told this was very much a dressing up affair so I had to get my mum to help me buy some chinos and a smart shirt. I had a feeling this was going to be very different to parties I usually go to.
The time came for me to travel down, I got the train down to her town and Molly picked me up in her range rover. It had been a couple weeks since we had seen each other and while I was regularly wanking I was definitely horny. She met me with a kiss and a hug and I held her close, squeezing her ass and pulling her tight against me. She laughed and pushed me away telling me to calm down, you can't act like that around here. I was hoping that we may be able to address my horniness later that night.
The rest of the day was spent meeting her family. Her dad unsurprisingly seemed to disapprove of me and we barely spoke. Her mum was ok but was definitely looking down her nose at me. Her brother seemed cool but I hardly saw him. He was 18 now and was just heading out to meet friends as we arrived but seemed friendly enough. It was really hot this week so we spent the first day together just chilling out by the pool. Molly's dad was away at work, but her mum was off so we sat in the patio drinking prosecco while they talked and I tried to look interested but felt very awkward and out of place.
By mid afternoon Molly's mum needed to go and do some work at the stables and so left us alone. I was hoping that this was my chance. As she left Molly and I kissed and once again I was running my hands over her body and I could feel myself getting hard in my shorts. Molly broke the kiss and laughed again telling me calm down. "C'mon," she said, "Let's go chill in the pool."
I was a little frustrated and starting to think I wasn't going to get anything this trip but I was looking forward to seeing Molly in her bikini so I complied. She went up to her room and got changed while I changed into my shorts in the spare room, also not a good sign. Once changed we grabbed a couple of towels and headed outside. Seeing Molly in her small bikini was not helping my horn at all and I was glad to finally get in the water as I could tell my shorts were getting a little tight.
We sat around in the pool all afternoon, the sun was out and we had a few cocktails. Molly seemed to relax a little bit and things did get a bit frisky in the pool. we kissed and our bodies grinded together underwater. I couldn't help but run my hands over her amazing smooth skin and when she ran her hand down my chest and stomach and then across the front of my shorts I thought I would cum there and then. It is safe to say at this point I had a serious case of blue balls and was as hard as a rock under the water.
Just as we broke our kiss I suggested to Molly why don't she show me her bedroom, my hand running across the front of her bikini bottoms as I did. She looked nervous and unsure and replied; "but what if somebody comes home, I can't imagine being caught by daddy or mama." We kissed again and I continued to run my hand over the fabric of her bikini, running across the outline of her pussy. she returned the favour by squeezing my cock harder through my shorts and moaning in to my ear gently.
"Ok, fuck it." she said, "but we better be quick just in case." And with that she grabbed my hand and we headed for the stairs out of the pool.
Just as we were walking out we were interrupted.
"Hey sis." It was Molly's brother, Michael walking out of the patio and into the garden. I quickly retreated back into the pool. the last thing I needed was her brother seeing me in tight wet shorts sporting a massive erection. She skipped across the garden and gave Michael a hug, telling him that we were just hanging out in the pool and he could join if he wants.
I faked a smile and said hello as I sat back down in the water to hide my erection, now feeling very frustrated and very horny. Michael and Molly chatted for a minute or two before Michael headed back inside to change. Molly slipped back down into the water with me, giving me a hug.
"Sorry, guess we will have to wait."
