Fun at the Pool.

"Two tickets for The Lark Knight please," said Arthur, handing the clerk fifteen whole dollars from his allowance. He wanted to use that money to buy a new model plane, but he knew that if you went out on a date with a girl you had to do everything for her, including paying for everything by yourself.
"Here you go," said the clerk, handing Arthur two tickets. Arthur put one in his pocket and passed the other one to Molly.
"Thanks Arthur. I really wanted to see this movie, but the other guys said it'd be too baby-ish 'cuz Larkman is from cartoons and stuff," said Molly. They walked together into the theatre and showed their tickets to an usher who then pointed them to the Lark Knight showing they were going to see. They went in and sat down all the way in the back, because Molly wanted to be closer to the speakers.
"I'm kind of surprised you asked me out to the movies with you," said Arthur embarrassedly.
"Pfft, only losers go to the movies by themselves. Besides, you're cool enough to see a movie with a girl, right?" said Molly, a little threateningly.
"Oh yeah, sure!" said Arthur quickly. He didn't want to seem like a baby, especially not around Molly.
"Shut up or I'll put you in a world of pain. The movie's starting!" said Molly, shaking her fist at Arthur.
"Eep," grumbled Arthur before zipping his lips as the lights dimmed and the movie began. Arthur and Molly sat and watched the movie in silence for a while, but before too long, Arthur began shivering. It was freezing inside the theatre! And since it was a warm Friday afternoon in July and he and Molly had walked to the movie theatre, his body wasn't used to the cold. He folded his arms together to stay warm, but his movement caught Molly's eye (somehow).
"You cold or something?" asked Molly.
"No! Nope, I'm fine, just... getting comfortable!" said Arthur.
"Geez, quit being a baby. Here," said Molly raising up the chair's arm that was between them. She scooted over and leaned on him. "I'll keep you warm, now shut up and watch the movie," whispered Molly while turning her head back to the screen. Arthur gulped. He'd never been this close to a girl before, she felt so.... cold! Arthur realized that Molly was wearing her usual sleeveless denim shirt, so she was probably a lot colder than he was. She wasn't leaning on him to keep him warm, she was leaning on him to keep herself warm! So Arthur thought for a moment and figured that since he was a boy, it was his responsibility to keep her warm. He gulped again and slowly slid an arm around Molly's back and pulled her closer. Molly quickly raised her eyebrows and glanced at him, before slowly turning her head back towards the screen. Slowly, the two of them warmed up as they watched the movie in silence. After a while, the movie came to a scene with the Croaker and a bunch of mobsters, and the Croaker offered to show them a magic trick with a pencil. Arthur watched as the Croaker stuck the pencil on the table and then grabbed a guy and then... AHHH! Arthur quickly shut his eyes. That was too scary! He kept his eyes shut, just incase the Croaker was going to try that again.
..........
"Hey, wake up!" barked Molly. "The movie's over."
"Huh, what?" asked Arthur, while slowly blinking.
"You fell asleep and missed the ending. How lame! Oh well, you didn't miss much. Larkman got blamed for everything." said Molly as she got out of her seat.
"Oh, okay," yawned Arthur. He shakily got up and they walked out of the movie theatre.
"Well, that was fun. I wonder if they're going to make a sequel, I mean, I wonder if they even can since Heath Badger is dead and all..." said Molly nonchalantly while walking with Arthur. "Whatever, at least I got to see this one. Thanks for tagging along Art, I'll catch you later." said Molly walking toward her house.
"Oh, alright. Bye Molly," said Arthur, turning in the opposite direction to go to his own house.

But Arthur was having a tough time walking since his legs were still asleep, and he tripped and fell on his face. Molly looked back at him and then laughed her ass off before quickly jogging over to help him up.
"Geez Art, I didn't know you were that tired. I can't let you walk home like that, you'd get hit by a car!" said Molly hoisting him to his feet.
"Huh? Oh no, I'll be fine, I don't need any help," said Arthur blushing red with embarrassment. He'd feel like a baby if he had to have a girl walk him home to protect him!
"No buts, c'mon. My house is just around the corner, a swim in the pool will wake you right up," said Molly while dragging Arthur in the direction of her house.
"Oh! Swim in the pool?" said Arthur, thinking about it. "That sounds like fun. Sure! ....But will your parents mind?"
"No worries, they're out of town. Now hurry up or I'll put you in a world of hurt," said Molly with one hand in a fist and the other holding one of Arthur's hands as she led him toward her house. They arrived a few minutes later, making sure nobody saw them walking together. Molly opened up the side gate and led Arthur through before turning around and locking it. Then she walked over to the above ground pool and pulled a light green tarp off of it. She slid her hand into the water and felt the temperature.
"Mmm, perfect," she said as she pulled her hand out and dried it off on her shirt. "All right, time to get changed," said Molly as she headed into her house.
"Um, wait a minute. I don't have a bathing suit," said Arthur nervously.
"Relax goofus. You can borrow my dad's trunks," replied Molly as she opened the back door and walked into her house. A few minutes later she came back out wearing an aqua one-piece bathing suit with a skull emblem on the front and carrying a pair of purple swim trunks on her arm. She tossed 'em to Arthur.
"Here. Go ahead and change," said Molly as she climbed up the steps and dove into the swimming pool.
"Umm, Molly?" questioned Arthur after she had resurfaced. "Where's your changing room?"
"Just change right there you baby," replied Molly.
"What?! I can't do that! What if someone sees?" shrieked Arthur nervously.
"Settle down you dingus. The fence is too tall for anyone to look over, and we're the only ones in the yard," argued Molly calmly. "I promise not to look."
"...Really?" asked Arthur.
"Scout's honor," said Molly as she stared at the sky. "Now hurry up, or I'll put you in a world of pain." Arthur slowly took off his shirt while keeping an eye on Molly to make sure she didn't look. He kicked off his shoes and socks, and then his shorts. He turned his back to Molly and quickly yanked down his undies and pulled up the purple trunks before turning around to make sure Molly wasn't looking. To his surprise, she was watching intently.
"Hey! You said you weren't going to look!" shouted Arthur.
"Big deal, so I saw your butt," said Molly while grinning ear to ear. "Don't throw a hissy-fit, just get in here."
"Hmph, fine!" barked out a frowning Arthur as he climbed into the pool. His body instantly woke up as he slid into the cool water, which felt refreshing on his skin after being under the mericiless July sun for so long. Arthur and Molly played together for a few hours, shooting waterguns at eachother, splashing eachother, and smacking eachother with pool noodles. By the time the sun started to set, they were both pretty tired from all the playing and were just talking.
"-and then at the end, Commish Gordon destroys the bat-signal and... hey, why do you keep doing that?" asked Molly, referring to how Arthur kept adjusting his trunks every few minutes.
"Oh, your dad's trunks are way too big for me, so I have to keep retightening the string so they'll stay up. It's pretty annoying," grumbled Arthur.
"Jeez Art, you should have said something, I'll fix it," declared Molly before diving under the water.
"Wait, what are doi-!" yelped Arthur as he felt a pair of hands yank down his trunks and pull them out from under his feet. Molly swam back to the surface holding her dad's trunks for a moment, before tossing them out into the yard.
"There, now you don't have ta keep adjusting them, you can swim like normal," stated Molly matter-of-factly.
"But now I don't have anything to cover up with!" shouted Arthur, now using his hands to conceal his crotch.
"You should be thanking me twerp, I've made your life easier. Isn't that what friends are for?" replied a grinning Molly.
"I don't think you're a very good friend," responded Arthur, frowning. The smile left Molly's face. She thought for a moment and came up with an idea.
"Fine, I'm sorry. Lemme make it up to you, alright?" said Molly. Without waiting for Arthur to respond, she slid the straps of her one piece off her shoulders and slid it down and off her body before tossing it in the yard next to the purple trunks.
"There, now neither of us are wearing bathing suits. No big deal," said Molly. "We're even, right?"
"Umm, I guess so," said Arthur slowly. He blushed as he looked at Molly's body, which she wasn't even trying to cover up. Two rosy red nipples poked out from the tips of Molly's budding boobs, moving slightly with her breathing. Arthur tried to look farther down her body, but couldn't see through the dark water. "Y-yeah, we're... even."
"Trying to get a better look?" asked Molly, sticking her chest out with pride.
"W-what?! Oh, no, no I'm not... I'm not trying to see anything," stammered Arthur dumbfoundedly.
"Pfft, you're too shy. You'll never get anywhere with a girl if you're not direct. Even my little brother knows that, he's kissed your sister before," nagged Molly.
"Wait, he's kissed DW? When did that- Oh crud, I just thought about your family! What if they come home right now and see us!" squealed Arthur, looking around nervously.
"Stop your worrying Art. I told you they were outta town, didn't I? They're in Tennessee, taking my brother to see that kid's discovery place. They won't be back until Sunday night," calmly replied Molly.
"Wait, they left you here by yourself?" asked Arthur.
"Of course, it's not a big deal. I'm mature, you know," stated Molly with pride.
"Yeah, I can see that," said Arthur, staring at her breasts again. Molly grinned.
"They're pretty big, aren't they?" she asked pointedly.
"Yeah, they're really... I-i mean.." Arthur stammered again.
"Geez, aren't you getting ahead of yourself? That's not cool Art," said Molly playfully. "I mean, you're staring at my naked chest when you probably haven't even kissed a girl before!"
"Uh, I have too!" shouted Arthur.
"Oh really?" questioned Molly.
"Yeah, I've kissed lots of girls!" spilled Arthur.
"Oh? Hmmm... I don't believe you," replied Molly while chuckling.
"It's true!" returned Arthur, although it really wasn't.
"Well, then it won't be a big deal for you to kiss me then, right?" Molly shot back.
"Uh, no, that'd be easy," said Arthur, slowly realizing he'd been trapped. Molly waded through the pool and sidled up next to Arthur.
"Well? Do it then," commanded Molly, puckering her lips. Arthur gulped, and after hesitating for a moment, kissed Molly on the cheek.
"...Hey! That doesn't count!" snapped Molly. "We're not babies, give me a real kiss!" Molly puckered her lips again and waited. Arthur gulped once more and slowly moved his head in and kissed her on the lips. As soon as they were connected, Molly grabbed Arthur's head and pulled him in tighter for a deeper kiss.
"MMF! MM MM MF!" Arthur attempted to say. Molly held the kiss for a few more seconds before releasing Arthur.
"Pah!" grunted Arthur as he caught his breath. "That was, that was-"
"Felt good, didn't it?" asked a slightly flushed but very happy Molly.
"....Kinda. But it was still weird," said Arthur, struggling to find the right words.
"Wanna do it again?" asked Molly breathlessly?
"Alright, but not so hard this time, okay?"
"Don't be such a wuss Art," whispered Molly before leaning in and kissing Arthur deeply. She poked her tongue against his lips and after hesitating, he opened his mouth some and let her in. Her tongue slowly probed through Arthurs mouth, gliding between his lips and sliding across his teeth, before it finally came to rest on Arthur's own tongue. She poked it and stroked it until it began moving, slowly at first, but soon it began sliding against her tongue and poking into her own mouth. Outside their mouths, Molly's hands moved through the water and grabbed Arthur's sides, just above his hips. Arthur got the message and did the same, grasping Molly's waist and embracing her. As he pulled her closer, Molly felt something of Arthur's poke her in the leg. Molly broke their kiss.
"Hah, Arthur, is that your...?" she asked between breaths. Arthur's eyes snapped open.
"Umm, yes. It's my-AH!" Arthur tried to say before yelping as Molly placed her hand on his cock.
"It feels.... funny," said Molly. She looked down Arthur's body and tried to see it, but couldn't get a good view. "Hey Art," She whispered into his ear. "Could you hop out of the water so I can look at it?"
"What?! No! That's too embarassing!" cried Arthur.
"C'mon. I let you see my chest and all!" argued Molly.
"....You promise not to tell anyone about this?" Arthur asked with a very serious expression.
"Promise!" replied Molly, offering her pinky to Arthur. He wrapped his own pinkie around her's, indicating the unbreakable bond of a pinky swear. After separating, Arthur slowly made his way over to the pool's ladder and climbed up it. At the top, he turned around and sat down, his body completely exposed to the air and his hard dick pointing straight out. Molly swam to the ladder and gripped the bars while she leaned her face in close to Arthur's cock. She released the ladder with one of her hands and used it to brush her hair out of her eyes as she inspected Arthur's cock. With a curious expression on her face, she examined every inch of his dick, her warm breath slowly cascading over it as she scanned him.
"Can I... touch it?" Molly asked with uncharacteristic timidness.
"Umm, I guess," responded an embarrassed Arthur. Molly brought her other hand out of the water and softly touched the underside of Arthur's cock. She ran her wet fingers up and down the shaft as Arthur made almost inaudible gasps. She took hold of Arthur's dick and slowly stroked it up and down, feeling the smooth skin and hard muscle flex in her hand.
"Ah, Molly. That feels..." moaned Arthur.
"Mmm," responded Molly. "Hey, Art. Hold my hair up for me, would you?"
"Huh? Why?" asked Arthur, since Molly seemed to be holding her hair up just fine.
"Just do it, alright?" she replied with a slight tone of urgency in her voice. Arthur shrugged, and slid his hand under Molly's bangs, allowing her to slide her own hand out. No sooner did it leave her forehead, her hand darted under the water and shot directly between her legs. Molly began gasping as started rubbing her sensitive pussy up and down. Molly pursed her quivering lips and, thinking quickly, started kissing Arthur's cock. She kissed it at every angle she could but soon found it was difficult to keep her lips puckered as she began moaning loudly. Her fingers rubbed her pussy harder and as her mouth hung open she stuck out her tongue and lapped at Arthur's cock, relishing the taste of his hot manhood. As she licked the tender underside of his dick, she used her left hand to stroke it, while her right hand remained underwater, grinding against her increasingly hotter pussy.
"Ah, Molly, that feels too good! Something's happening, I'm gonna....!" groaned out Arthur just before he reached climax and his dick erupted, accidently shooting his hot seed into Molly's eyes and onto her bangs. The thought and the feel of Arthur's cum covering her pushed Molly over the edge as well, and she spasmed as her hand brought her to a powerful orgasm.
"AaaH!" she moaned before going limp and falling back into the water. Arthur hazily watched her drift down into the pool for a few moments before the event registered, and with wide-eyes he quickly dove into the pool to retrieve her. He hauled her up off the pool bottom and brought her to the surface, and after struggling for a moment, hefted her over the pool wall and onto the wooden deck.
"Molly, are you alright?!" yelled Arthur in a panic. He scrambled up next to her naked white body and put his ear to her mouth. She wasn't breathing. His brain went into overdrive and he remembered his CPR lessons. He tilted Molly's head back and breathed into her. He removed his mouth and pumped her chest three times and then went back to breathing into her.
"Say something!" he yelled, as he continued pumping her chest.
Cough.
Molly coughed for a solid minute, expelling a copious amount of water before her breathing returned to normal. She lazily opened her eyes and puzzledly looked at Arthur.
"Arthur... did I miss the end of the movie?" asked Molly.

Author's comments:
Sorry if the ending felt rushed, I really wanted to get to sleep.
Now, this is the first fanfic I've written since I was probably 13, so don't tease me too much about being rusty. I think the story came off pretty well, don't you? I'll go ahead and say that if you plan on writing a story, taking fifteen minutes to pen an outline of significant bridges and events helps a lot. In fact, I stayed pretty much true to my original draft, with a couple exceptions. Originally, after shedding their swim-suits Art and Mol were going to talk more about DW and James kissing, and then Mol was going to initiate a kiss with Arthur out of the blue, and say something like "I guess kissing runs in the family" or something like that, but it didn't flow very well, so I changed it. Also, there originally was no oral sex/masturbation, there was gonna be a "You show me yours', I'll show you mine" kinda deal where Arthur shows her his dick and she shows him her pussy ("What's this round thing? That's the clit you goofus, if you touch it it feels really-AH") and after inspecting eachother, they'd have doggy-style sex. Afterwards, Arthur would get dressed and leave, and later when Molly got out of the pool she'd discover that Arthur had stolen her bathing suit ("That twerp! He GLEEPED my suit!") but things didn't work out that way.

Now, for those astute readers, you'll notice a lot of symbolism and parallelism in this story. In the beginning, Arthur closes his eyes during the movie because he's afraid to see "the pencil trick", he's afraid to see the pencil (phallic object) penetrate the mobster's skull (vagina). And true to this innocent fear of his, there is not a single instance of penetration in the final draft of this story. The two never have intercourse, Molly never takes Arthur's cock into her mouth, and Molly never slips a finger inside herself. The closest you'll get is when they make out, but you'll notice I had Arthur close his eyes for that scene. Yeah, it's all starting to make sense now, doesn't it? The bathing suits also have significance, they symbolize maturity. Arthur, the less mature of the two, puts on Molly's father's trunks (i.e. the daddy pants). While he's wearing these trunks, he is patient and affectionate with Molly (in the first draft, the two playing in the pool was more drawn out, but for the final draft I figured it was too slow, and my readers would've been hankering for some action by then. Back to the trunks, note that Arthur puts them on by himself, but Molly eventually takes them off of him, (symbolizing Mol's corruption of Arthur. Arthur never would have taken the trunks off and initiated sexual activities on his own, Molly had to do it for him.) Molly's suit also signifies maturity, but in a different way. Arthur is young and naive, but the more mature Molly knows better than to have sex, yet she choose to cast off her maturity (by throwing away her bathing suit) to indulge in a naked childish activity. So you can just see the extent to which Molly has controlled the entire situation, by choosing to rob Arthur's innocence and later going against her better judgement by engaging in a sexual activity with him. I've sprinkled little crap like that throughout the story, anyone who can accurately guess any of the other symbols will win some internet points.

Thanks for reading.