My Micropenis Gangbang

There is a bottle of scotch in a place of honor on my shelves. As a souvenir of one of the best nights of my life, it is precious to me.

I met Jim on Tinder. He came over a few times. Sex was good. Conversation was good. He didn’t try to spend the night.

One day, he texted, “Can I bring a friend?”
“Yes!”
“Can I bring two friends?”
“OMG yes!!!”

We met in the park so I could make sure I was comfortable around them before bringing them up to my flat. They brought a nice bottle of scotch and some cups, and were relaxed and chatted until the mosquitoes were too much.

Then we went upstairs.

It was absolutely wonderful. I always cum a lot, but this was different. I came so much I was dizzy and disoriented. I lay there in, having orgasm after orgasm because I was getting stimulation from THREE MEN AT THE SAME TIME. It was like a dream, both the experience and the memory.

However, not everything was fully functional. Hence the name, “My Micropenis Gangbang.”

One guy was having trouble keeping an erection and kept watching porn in the corner.

Spectacular views from the hotel. [fM]

My company sent me to Dubai to scout out a place for our new offices. It was a financial startup focussed on the European stock market. It was the middle of summer when I landed. I’ve lived in some warm countries but this was something different. Initially I thought I was sweating but my skin felt dry. When I got to the hotel I could see white lines across my face from the salt that was left after the water evaporated.

At night, the view from my window on the 22nd floor was as if I was looking over a Sci-Fi cityscape. It was breath-taking and surreal at the same time. The people at the front desk told me it’s much more bearable in the evenings to go outside. I packed some things and decided to find a restaurant to get something to eat. Fortunately, the Marina has a very long walkway along the waterfront and there were plenty of restaurants. There were also lots more people.

Her Forever Virgin Ch.3 Yennessa’s Sale [set up to lesbain subplot]

“Sorry about that,” Margo eyed Yennessa with suspicion, “I was looking for something to get back at a guy I know.”

“What did you have in mind”

Slowly, putting emphasis on each word, the taller woman said, “I am not sure yet.” What she really meant was “I’m not sure why you’re being so helpful all of a sudden.” Years of being denied from making any purchases Margo couldn’t fathom why Yennessa would suddenly change her tune. Was it part of an elaborate trap? That didn’t seem right.

Margo had never personally gotten to know Yennessa but Amy had told her a few details. While Yennessa was three years older than the pair of roommates she had developed a friendship with Amy during their summers studying magic and was even assigned as Amy’s mentor in her last summer of training. Despite their shared experiences and student mentor relationship the two witches had never become terribly close, only ever catching up when Amy made a trip to Knocker’s. Still, even knowing all that Margo can’t piece together why Yennessa had a sudden change of heart.

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Her Forever Virgin Ch.2 Margo vs Cyrus

A stack of dissipating smoke rose where Amy one stood. Smelling the ashes which represented Amy’s absence Margo’s face curled to a smirk as a bulb went off in her head. She unlocked her phone and began texting Cy.

Ever since learning of the magical and becoming a confidant, Margo has been jealous of any woman who can call herself a witch. She often enjoyed telling Amy about all the trouble she’d cause if she were born with magic powers to which Amy would often sigh relief that wasn’t their reality. Accepting the facts, Margo has always opted to push Amy to be the best witch she can be both for her friend’s sake and the entertainment of seeing Amy become more powerful.

Margo could easily imagine the awkwardness of Amy’s situation and maybe it wasn’t right for her to volunteer Cy like that. But what would be the harm in her just asking him?

If it were up to Margo, she would just trick Cy into wearing the damn thing but she could already imagine that conversation in her head. *You can’t use magic to trick people like that for personal gain. It’s wrong. Blah blah blah blah.*

Her Forever Virgin Ch.1 Amy’s Dilemma [witch][chastity][premature ejaculation]

A witch with mousy brown hair, twirled her wand carefully in a circular motion next to a sphere of molten metal. She spun more quickly as the heated ball began to dissipate. Faster and faster, it rotated until four items remain suspended in midair for a few seconds before dropping on the floor. They singed the wooden panels beneath them slightly but the damage was undone with the snap of a finger once they had cooled enough to be handled.

In one hand Amy held a black key and lock while in the other she held a chrome ring and phallic cage. Pride swelled up in her, she was now one step closer to becoming a more powerful witch. There was just one step left, a problem which, even with Amy’s intelligence, she could not begin to solve. She’d been so concerned with crafting the cage that she hadn’t looked for a willing participant. It wasn’t going to be easy either, for as the instructions warned, “This tool requires the devoted heart of a virgin.”

“And that’s why I’m having it appraised,” said Amy looking up at her roommate and best friend, “I’d really like to use it but I didn’t think through how I’d find a virgin willing to wear it.”

Me and my girlfriends cousin

If you all enjoy I’ll post more in the morning

Some info about the people in the story.

Me I’m 19 6,0 brown hair green eyes I have a dad bod with a 8in dick

My girlfriend I’ll call her Makayla she’s 5,0 kind of chubby with a nice thick ass and huge tits she has blonde hair with blue eyes

My girlfriends cousin I’ll call her Alexis she is 5,6 she’s skinny with small round ass and small tits she has black hair with brown eyes

Now time for the story this happened around two months ago me and my girlfriend was staying at her cousins house and since her cousins parents were home.I had to sleep in the guest bedroom and my girlfriend and her cousin slept in a room together.

Unexpected Girls Night Out [FF]

Fuck, it was cold.

I wasn’t familiar with this semi-industrial area of Brooklyn, and at ten at night, a time I’d usually be home and watching Netflix with the hubby, I felt nervous alone on the nearly empty street.

I wished I’d made Jenny meet me at the station. Instead, I walked those several blocks quickly, toward the music that grew louder as I approached.

When I arrived at the venue, Jenny was there and waving me over, and even in a winter coat, her killer smile made her stand out among the black-clothed smokers huddling outside.

Jenny was tall as it was but looked practically Amazonian with the added height of her chunky black boots. I looked down at my own almost matching ones and figured she wouldn’t dwarf me by *that* much.

It was emo night at the *Public House*, and at Jenny’s insistence, she and I were there to take in all the now-embarrassing alternative emo pop-punk songs of our teen years.

Not that I didn’t want to go! I did. But I’m a homebody, and I felt the slightest bit guilty at leaving my husband home alone. Jenny had told me I could stay at her apartment that night since it was closer, but I’d yet to make a decision.

When I was younger my friend with benefits and I had a one night free use agreement [M] [STR8]

Several years ago my friends and I used to have what we called Tea parties where we’d brew various pots of narcotic teas. Everyone would pick there preferred tea for the evening and we’d spend hang listen to music watch movies or play video games. One night I invited my friend with benefits over for to join us she had opium while I had mushrooms. After a few hours people started going home or to there own rooms and my fwb and I took some tea back to my room to watch a movie.

Before we could decide what to watch she looked at me and told me to hurry up and fuck her before she feel asleep we stripped down and kissed while she stroked my cock before sliding a condom onto me with her mouth. As a pushed into her she moaned and said that she didn’t know how long she could last but that she wanted me to use her as much as I wanted as long as I didn’t cum inside her without a condom. Not thinking to much about it we fucked for awhile before she told me she was going to cum and a few moments later I did. It was only then that I realized that she was breathing deeply and fast asleep. I got up and went to get a cold drink and a breath of fresh air. On m way back to my room I thought about what she had said become quite aroused by the idea but quickly dismissed it thinking that I would be comfortable with it.

My Sensual Power [Str8]

My Sensual Power (part 2)

I wanted to make this kiss one to remember. I could feel her breath against my lips. I pulled her to me and inhaled her scent. Her lips were soft and sweet. I could taste the pizza and beer. I could taste her fire and passion.

I felt myself becoming lost in that kiss. I could feel her hair in my hands and felt her leg slide on top of my own. Her hand was inside my shirt stroking my chest.

I ran my hands across her chest and could feel the heat from her breasts even through her shirt and bra. Her hands were in my hair and I could feel my arousal becoming more apparent as her legs scissor around my waist.

I slid my hands up Isabella’s shirt taking her breasts in my hands. She reached down between them and with an adept slip of her fingers released the bra. I found her neck as my hands found their way to her tits.

When I become extremely aroused I think in more vulgar terms.

Feedback wanted: My Sensual Power [Str8]

(Years ago, I wrote a story about a college student who discovers the erotic superpower I would want.

My intention was not to create a story for a quick wank but to build interesting characters and something different.

Re-reading it several years later I see many flaws and see the timeline gets a bit confusing. That aside, I would love feedback.

If you enjoy the story, what do you see things going next. The versions I created get a bit on the darkside, and I didn’t care for them.

Thanks. )

From an early age I had an unusual ability to focus and attention to detail. Not simply paying attention, but to truly focus on the details of a situation so passionately I lose myself.

When my grandmother was alive she would call it intensity gone-awry. My mother would call it a problem and take me to the doctor for a diagnosis and treatment. For me the greatest joy in life comes from the small details in any situation.

I try to enjoy every moment of life and relish getting so lost in the details of everything I encounter. This focus and attention to detail took a strange turn several months ago and has turned my world upside down as you will see.