Molly

A few days after my encounter with the college men at the movies, I had been lying in bed thinking how much fun it was.   I had really liked being groped by two strangers with Caleb watching me helpless and confused.   It had been in fucking tense.   What the fuck was I doing?   For one thing, I had been showing Caleb I was not a toy, at least not his toy.   I had also liked being in control of my rather voluptuous body.  It had been satisfying knowing I could get what I wanted no matter what Caleb thought. 

Thinking about it, I had started to stroke my panties.   The memory had started to stir me.   As I moved my hand up to my tits, the text had arrived.   It was unexpected and thrilling.

"Best movie night ever!"

"Who is this?"

"Guess."

"How'd you get this number?"

"My major is computers. So..."

A college man had apparently stalked me, but I felt more flattered than concerned.   We had texted for a long time and I had continued to stroke my tits and nipples.   He had wanted me to come to a party at his frat but what about Caleb?   I had wanted him there for a sense of security but also to teach him who was in control.   We had agreed he could come too.

My situation with Caleb was fluid at best.   He had been upset that his plan for me at the movies had backfired.   He had been pissed that I had played with his friends in front of him.   He had lost control and he had not liked it.   We had agreed to meet at his place.   We had our worst argument ever.   It had been obvious he did not want to break up.   It had been equally obvious that I did not care as much as I thought I would.  I had wanted to be with him but my newfound sense of sexual adventure convinced me that I had wanted to feel this intense pleasure more and more.   Caleb alone could not do it for me.   In the end, we had settled on something less than exclusive but more than friends with benefits, whatever that was.

Caleb

I had agreed to go to a frat party with Molly.   One of the men from the theater had apparently invited her.   To her credit, she had insisted that I come with her.   I had thought she wanted to be with me at the party but it soon became apparent that I was there as a mere observer!   We had gone shopping and I bought her a short black skirt and an off the shoulder top.   She had looked super hot!

When we had arrived at the party, we were so out of place.   Everyone there was obviously older and so grown up.  Molly had not seemed to mind.  Her "friends" from the movies had greeted Molly.   Soon all three of them were dancing and I was just standing there watching.   Molly had really gotten into it.  It had been dark but there seemed to be a lot of touching and grinding.  Molly had come over after one song to see how I was.   Her top had been pulled down so low that one entire bra cup was hanging out.   Had one of the men pulled it down?  Asking Molly, she had only smiled and pushed the cup back in.   I had been concerned and to my surprise turned on.   Imagining what was going on with the three of them had given me a raging boner.  I had wanted to leave and fuck her immediately, but that was not happening anytime soon!

Molly had come over again and said she was going to the bathroom.   When she came out there had been something different about her.   I finally realized that there had been no black bra strap on the shoulder exposed by her top.  Had Molly taken off her bra?  A couple of steps and several jiggles later and I had had my answer!   Her tits were bare under her top!

Molly

I had now been tingling with excitement.   The evening so far had been hot, scary hot.  I had been sandwiched between two men dancing and the truth be told things were getting steamy!  I had tried to be worried about Caleb but tonight was about me.  It had been dark and I was thankful for that.  I did not want the other people to know what we had been doing.   There had been a lot of body rubbing, lots of ass cupping and a fuck ton of boob groping.  I was fucking turned on!   I had now taken a big step.  At their order, I had removed my bra.  With the off the shoulder top I was wearing I had to be super careful to keep my boobs from spilling out.  I had not been sure what I wanted next but I knew I wanted something!

Caleb

Across the room, I had waited and watched.  My hard-on was still raging.  Molly was back between them but things had changed.  They were not moving as much as standing still in one spot.  The man behind Molly had his hands on her waist while the other man had nuzzled her neck with his mouth.  Looking at the man behind her his hands had been working their way under her top and were probably squeezing her bare tits.  Meanwhile, the other man had been working his hands from her ass to between her legs.   She had closed her eyes and leaned her head back.   She had started kissing the man behind her.   She looked pale, then her knees had buckled ever so slightly.  She had then whispered something to the men and they both nodded.   She had taken each by the hand and they headed for the stairs.  I had wondered what the fuck was up so I followed them up the stairs.   They entered one of the bedrooms.   I had tried to follow but the door was locked. 

I had put my ear against the door and listened.   At first, I had heard nothing.   I then heard some giggling, then nothing, then some mummers.   I then heard a slapping sound, which puzzled me.

Slap.   Slap.   Slap.

I had then heard Molly saying, "God.   God.   God," over and over.   She was being fucked.  Shit!  I had started to leave when I realized that I had my hand in my pants stroking myself and I was hard.   What the fuck?   Hearing Molly being fucked had turned me on.  It had not taken long for me to come.   The pounding continued. 

Slap.   Slap.   Slap.

"God.   God.  God."

Slap.   Slap.   Slap.

"Fuck.   Fuck.   Fuck."

I was hard again.  Molly had screamed, "I'm coming!" and I came again!   Then it had become quiet.   I had relaxed.

"Your turn."

What the fuck?

"Oh shit!   Oh god!"

Slap.   Slap.   Slap.

"God.   God.  God."

It had started again with almost no break!   It had become apparent to me that they were running a train on Molly.

Slap.   Slap.   Slap.

"God.  God.  God."

"Fuck.   Fuck.   Fuck."

The pounding, moaning, and screaming had gone on for over an hour.  When the slapping sound had stopped, I swore I could hear a slurping sound.   Molly had been fucking and sucking these guys nonstop.   I had been achingly hard all this time because I could not come a third time.   The door finally opened and all three of them came out.  

Molly had been a mess.   Her hair was all over the place.   She was tucking her left tit into her top.   One of the men had been squeezing her ass under her skirt.   Both of the men had looked at me and smiled.   She smelled like sex.   It had been obvious they had taken her and taken her hard!

Molly had said, "Let's go," and we went to the car.   She immediately fell asleep and slept all the way back to her home.  Molly had gotten out of the car and gone inside.  What the fuck had just happened?   Two men had fucked my girlfriend.  Molly had really liked it because if was apparent that she had enthusiastically participated.   I had to assume that the guys had come as well.  Surprisingly I had come a couple of times just listening.   I had been super turned on for the rest of the time.  What was happening!

Molly

What a night!   I had not expected that!   I had expected to tease the shit out of Caleb.   Once I had got out between them, their hands started to find me.   At first, it had been an occasional graze of my ass or my tits.   Then it had been a squeeze and a pinch.   Soon I had ground my ass into their crotches, first one then the other.   I had been so turned on.   Then they had convinced me to take off her bra.   Things had been over the top from there.   Once one of them had started playing with my nipples, I was lost.   When I suggested that we take it upstairs, they had not hesitated.   I had grabbed their hands and pulled them out of the room past Caleb who appeared very confused.   Once in the bedroom, my shirt and skirt had come off quickly.   One guy had approached me from the back and cupped my tits so aggressively that he had lifted me off the floor by my tits.   The pain had been intense and arousing!   What the fuck!   He had carried me over to a low dresser and bent me over.   He had then placed his hand on my back so that my big tits were mashed flat against the top.   It had been painful and exhilarating.   He had then ripped off my panties and entered me hard and fast.  God.

Slap.   Slap.   Slap.

My thighs had bounced against the table.

Slap.   Slap.   Slap.

My pussy had tingled with the pounding.   Oh, god I had never experienced anything this hot before.

Pound.   Pound.   Pound.

He had thrust harder.   My thighs were being bruised from the constant collision with the edge of the table.   I had started to moan.

Slap.   Slap.   Slap

"God.   God.   God."

He had then come inside me.   God, it had been fantastic.   Just as I had started to stand, the other guy pushed me down entering me hard.   Oh, fuck!   I had needed a break; a break that I was not going to get.  

Slap.   Slap.   Slap.

My tits had ached from being mashed against the table.  

Slap.   Slap.   Slap.

My thighs had ached from being pounded against the edge of the table.  

Pound.   Pound.   Pound.

Surprisingly I had realized that an orgasm had started to build.

"God. God. God."   I had come hard!   My legs had trembled as the orgasm coursed through her body.   Cum had started to run down my thighs!

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck."

He had released me and I had crumpled to the floor.   Cum had rained down on my tits as he stood over me.   God this had been fantastic.   They had then pulled me to my feet.   Bottles of water had appeared from nowhere.   I been tremendously thirsty but just as I finished, they had pulled me to the bed.   The first guy had been on top of me immediately entering me dry and hard.   I had bucked against the painful intrusion.

Pound.   Pound.   Pound.

I had then started to feel it.   The pleasure that was building behind the pain.   I had lifted my ass off the bed to meet his thrusts.

In.   Slap.   Out.

In.   Slap.   Out.

"God. God. God."  

This had gone on until I had been fuck three times by each guy stopping only for water breaks and for me to suck them back to hardness.   I had come too many times to count.   My thighs and legs had been covered with my cum.   My face and tits had been covered in their cum.   I was sore; my pussy was sore, my ass was sore, my thighs were sore and my tits were sore.   I would have bruises in the morning.   I had been tagged teamed by the two men for over two hours.   It had been painful and mind-blowing.  

After I had stumbled out of the bedroom rumpled and stinking of sex, Caleb had driven me home.   Lying in bed, I had still been sore, my pussy ached, my tits were bruised and my ass was red.   I had felt wonderful remembering the intense pain and pleasure of the evening.   I had not wanted this feeling to stop.   What would I do to get it back again?   I had fallen asleep with a smile on my face.