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Slowly, gingerly, I moved my hand Molly had draped over herself just a tad south, enough to start a journey of feeling her up over her clothes. At first, it was a slight touch. Then, emboldened by her inaction to refuse me, I began to caress her breasts from outside her pajama shirt, all the while listening to any changes in her breathing and heartbeat like I was Sherlock Holmes. I don’t know myself why, but I decided again to try to find a sign of conscious life in her. “Molly.” Still nothing, no visible change in her at all. Smiling to myself at the strange situation, I decided to just accept the situation for what it was and continued to lightly caress her through her shirt. Her signs of enjoyment came pretty clearly, as she began to make amateur little breath-sighs of pleasure at the caressing my hands were doing. This was par for the course if I was remembering our previous encounter correctly, until she started to slowly rub her butt up and down against me. I almost froze in shock. My sweet, anal innocent (albeit sex-story-reading) little Molly was essentially grinding up against me. I could do nothing but mumble, “Oh, fuck…” to myself as I could feel my erection growing, and my lust building. Sleeping Molly was at it again. Arching her back to push her chest forward into my hand and at the same time pushing her butt into my crotch against my still-growing cock. I was practically panting in anticipation, and couldn’t take it anymore. With one swift motion I yanked her shirt up to find, to no one’s surprise, no bra again. I teasingly encircled her nipple with my middle finger before going back to my caressing motions as her sighs gained more throatiness, more desire. After a few minutes of this teasing, Molly slowly flipped over to nuzzle into me, her cute face burying itself into my chest. Instead of grinding up against me from behind, now she was attempting to grind her front into me. Again, I tried to see into the darkness to the best of my ability – eyes closed. It was still possible she had no idea this was happening. I couldn’t resist seeing her cute face and leaned forward, kissing her on the cheek. She appeared to have no response, but to be fair, her mind was occupied elsewhere. That ‘elsewhere’ turned out to be a bit more of a southern area. Molly, the innocentress, the girl I lusted after for so long, but thought I would never actually have sex with, was tracing her hand down my clothed chest lower… and lower… until she eventually reached my waistband. Just like Molly, I was wearing a shirt but no pants, just boxers. It would be incredibly easy for her to get her hand into that elastic waistband. I held my breath, sweat forming at my brow, feeling like everything that had ever happened between us was leading up to this one moment. Molly’s fingers slid down to that sensitive area of skin between the shirt and the boxers, and kept on going. As soon as I felt her hand’s tracing line make contact with my dick, I opened my mouth instinctively and clamped my teeth together to avoid making any other movement. I was antsier than I had ever been in my entire life. Sleeping Molly clearly took a lesson or two from my efforts with her breasts as she began to fondle me through my boxers. My legs wanted to jerk back and forth with every motion she made, but with controlled breathing, I was able to contain myself. Each trace of her hand against my painfully hard shaft only caused it to twitch again, and brought me a hair’s width closer to both an orgasm and insanity. Eventually, something clicked. Molly was inciting this. But she wanted me to make the first move. In this situation, I was the master of our destiny. Gingerly, I lowered my hand down to my boxers and slid them down – not too far, but enough to free my aching cock to the cool night air of my room. 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