He's nowhere close to done

"Hah! I'm nowhere near spent," Trevor laughs. "But I'll need a minute or two. Take her to the guest bedroom, I'll just grab some water."

"You heard the man," you say, and yank Molly's arm to get her up more quickly. She's coughing a little and hasn't quite begun fathoming that she's supposed to be moving. You give her ass a hard clap and press a finger against her anus to **** a jump in the right direction. "Hey! Start walking!"

"Y-yes, uhm... master..." Molly says obediently. You're pretty sure neither you nor Trevor told her to use that term, but who are you to intervene?

You order her to undress first herself, then you, and take your time fondling, groping, and pinching her body. "Bend over," you command, "legs apart and spread it."

She tries to do what you say, but doesn't understand. "Spread it?" she asks innocently. "Like this," you say and demonstrate brusquely, putting a hand on each buttock and separating them forcefully, with your thumbs on her labia.

"Ow!" she screams. Her pain is brief and followed by understanding. "Oh..."

You admire Molly's pink nether insides and virginal ass. Her voluptuous chest is dangling heavily beneath her, and you can't resist walking around to her side and smacking them a few times. Although she doesn't say anything, just bites and swallows, her nipples respond with stiffness and you pull on one slightly with one hand while shoving two fingers in her waiting vagina. It's wet as fuck.

Once you tire of fingering her, you tell Molly to go down on all fours. "No, on the bed," you specify.

She gets into position, eagerly awaiting being pleasured. "Where do you want my hands?" you ask. "Hips? Tits? Ass?"

"Oh, uhm... on my boobs, please sir..."

"Then earn it."

You insert yourself half-way, pull your hands away, and just wait. Molly gets it after a couple of seconds and picks up a slow, leisurely pace. Not at all what you meant by earning it. "Is that it?" you ask incredulously.

"Uh, n-no... no, master!" Molly blurts out and increases her speed immediately. It's still not that fast, and honestly you can't really blame her. There's titflesh everywhere, her ass is jiggling wildly as well, and it would probably hurt if she just rammed herself all the way back repeatedly. Plus, she's acting like she thinks 50 Shades was a documentary. Still, she's not earning it.

"Is that really the best you can do?" you ask harshly and grab her ponytail, yanking her head back a bit. She gags, gasps for air, and surprisingly find a much faster rhythm now that she has something to bounce between.

You slap her face a few times, not very hard but enough to solicit a reaction. Each slap is rewarded with some involuntary kegel muscle activation, and you moan loudly. "That's better."

Releasing Molly's hair, you move around and grab those marvellous wonders of nurturing. Definitely need to fell them round your cock at least once.

It's not hard to appreciate why she wanted her hands there, specifically. Fucking's got to be so much easier if your major asset isn't also actively conspiring to make things cumbersome and painful. With you now moving in and out as well, Molly gets a nice little minute of reprieval. Her vagina has never felt better, and her breasts never lighter. They're also being fondled, and clearly she enjoys being submissive - although it's honestly impossible to tell if that's because of your magic powers again.

She's nowhere near climaxing before Trevor returns, though. "Hey man, thought you fell asleep or something?"

"Fuck you, I just took a piss. How's her cunt?"

"Dude, it's amazing. And she's a proper little slut as well, aren't you, Molly?"

"Y-yes, master," Molly stammers.

"Good girl."

Trevor whistles, impressed, and you only realise just now that he's already naked. "Okay, lube me up again, bitch," he says and grabs Molly's chin, forcing her mouth open. He isn't interested in a blowjob - just in getting his dick wet again.

"Mind if I try?" he asks you.

"Be my guest." You withdraw and release her breasts.

"No can do, I'm the host tonight."

"Okay, I'll just take her pussy back then."

"No, no! Jesus. Okay, that was a lame joke."

Trevor has much less patience than you do. He just aligns his cock and pushes straight in. Then he has to do it again, apparently because he must have slipped the first time.

"Drunk much?" you joke.

"Fuck you."

"No thanks. So what do you think? Great huh? I wanna try her from this side."

Your friend doesn't reply. He's busy fucking and probably quite a bit too drunk to be perceptive as well. As for you, you lie down with your legs wide just in front of Molly. "Give me a boobjob," you order.

To her credit, Molly really tries her best, but Trevor is pumping her like a cheap porno flick, and her tits mostly just bounce around your cock. Eventually you want more and move to your knees. It's time for a spitroast.

Any semblence of a rhythm is absolutely pointless, given the pounding your little fucktoy is currently undergoing. You grab her head with both hands and steer inside, immediately starting to thrust from this side as well.

Molly's gagging and barely able to keep standing on hands and knees. And who the hell cares? Hopefully she can breathe. At least she knows enough to keep her teeth away.

"Hey bro, wanna switch?" your mate asks. You're nowhere near cumming, so why not?

Kneeling behind her again, you spread her labia and find an incredible redness. Molly is swollen - from excitement, pleasure, pain? Maybe a bit of everything. Before you get the chance to stick it in, though, Trevor asks you to move her to her back by the edge of the bed.

With her head over the edge, he moves in for the deep and starts forcefucking her throat. You sit down with your knees wide apart to come closer to her entrance, push inside, and grab her breasts - hard.

Molly is completely left to your mercy, not much of which the two of you are giving her. This power is amazing - you could probably take her in any way you'd like, and she'd be either okay with or begging for it. You decide to take it up a notch.

"Got any lube?" you ask Trevor.

"What, you kidding me? Dude, she's wetter than the front row of the Justin Bieber concert!"

"Only in one hole," you retort.

Molly's eyes go wide and Trevor gives you a knowing smile. He heads for a drawer while she refills on oxygen. Her mascara is everywhere and so is a large amount of her saliva. You bend over to hold her head up for a few seconds to help her, completely filling her vagina up in the process.

Soon, Trevor hands you a bottle and you exit Molly's babymaker. You pull her up a bit so you can put her legs up, giving you better access to the forbidden entrance. Well, that taboo's not going to last much longer. You squirt a generous slab straight at it and massage it in quickly. Seconds later, you probe it with a finger. She's in no position to protest - especially since Trevor has now sat down on the bed, straddling her and fucking her mouth again. He really doesn't have any intention of letting her do any of the work tonight. How chivalrous.

One probing finger turns into an anal fingerfuck in no time. That turns into two fingers. It's clearly not that enjoyable but she doesn't protest in any way.

Satisfied with how much you've stretched her out, you exchange fingers for cock. It's not a loose hole yet, and you need to press slowly to get inside. The initial **** of Molly's bubble butt is soon extinguished, though, and you push deeper for each thrust, until you're finally all the way inside.

You stay there for a second and move around sideways, up, down, and making contractions with your cock. Molly lets out a yelp and you pull back only to smash yourself down. Honestly, could use a bit more lubrication.

"Mind if I use her pussy at the same time?

"No, I was just about to lube up some more anyway. How do you want her?"

"I want her to straddle me, so I can see her face while you fuck her in the ass."

"You got it."

Molly willingly assumes position, presumable not just compliant but also happy to get some more vaginal action again - and to rest her oral cavity. You squeeze much more onto - and into - her gaping nethers and put your dick back in.

This position is new for you... or, rather, the threesome part of it is, and you soon learn that synchronised cadence is of little importance in it. Hence, you can pump at your leisure, with Trevor doing the same. He's holding Molly by her neck, and you're giving her occasional spanks.

Molly's asshole no longer offers any resistance whatsoever, and she seems to be delighted to be in this constellation.

So does Trevor, who suddenly squeezes hard enough to **** her, as he comes over and over again into her trembling little pussy.

Once his orgasm subsides, he does a little turn to wiggle himself out of Molly, then crawls out from under her.

"Keep going, I'll finish her off," he says, reaching down under her to stimulate her much-neglected clit.

"I want you to remember this feeling," you whisper in her ear, "how it feels to come while your ass is being pounded. You know you like it - hell, you want it again, and again. A thick cock in your big booty and a hand furiously rubbing you... edging you... teasing you... I'm going to stop now. If you want to come, beg for it."

You do as you say, and Trevor takes a break as well. As much as some resistance to break would be fun, Molly is clearly not going to protest. She has a dick in her backhole virginity, she's been used all evening, and she hasn't climaxed once yet.

"Please do it..." she says meekly.

"Do what?"

"... fuck me."

"Not good enough."

"Fuck... my butt. Fuck my ass. Please fuck me, master, you can do anything you want, just let me come please! You can fuck my ass all night!"

"What about these?" you ask, bending over to pinch both of her nipples.

"Pull them, squeeze them, whatever you want, master!" she begs.

"Right answer, slut."

You push down and pull on her nipples, just as she asked. Trevor resumes his services as well and it only takes twenty-odd seconds before she screams loudly and collapses on the bed. Your cock plop out, but you just move down to lie on top of her, push it back in, and go at it at full **** again.

"Th..." Molly whispers faintly as you feel your own release building up.

"What? Speak up, slut."

"... th-thank you, master..."

You're taken aback and instantly spurt into her anal, over and over again, gradually slowing down until you're just spent.

"... my pleasure, Molly."

Eventually, you need to roll aside, if only to stop weighing her down. You caress her abused behind for some aftercare while Trevor strokes her hair. She has a smile on her face, and a lot of spoiled makeup, but she seems happy, almost blissful.

"I'm gonna turn in for the night," you say. "Mind if I crash on the guest bed?"

"Not at all. Talk some more in the morning, yeah? I wanna make some more sense of this."

"Yeah, sure. What about her?"

"She can sleep here - not gonna throw her out like this. If I wake up feeling horny, maybe I'll use her some more tonight. But I think I'll sleep until noon, haha."

"Yeah, same! Haha. See you tomorrow, then."

"Sweet dreams."

"Yeah, yeah."

You make a quick detour for the bathroom to freshen up, then head straight to the spare bedroom before realising that your clothes are still by the bed. Meh, who cares. You just want to sleep.