Novelas y relatos de Multiple Men

All were human; at least their skin was of a normal, familiar tone. But then, she found out seconds later that these half-naked fellows had tails. Was that a wolf tail? And that fair-haired man had a tiger's tail too. She began to count, and her face paled. 10 men of ten different species. Excluding the wolf and tiger shifters, there was a dragon, lion, panther, demon, fox, horse, rabbit, and even a crocodile shifter. Each of them was wearing a brown loincloth. They were breathtakingly handsome, shredded, and sexy.

I would never think of doing anything else. Two of the men got out of the booth and beckoned me to move right into the middle. I giggled nervously and sat down. I got my first good look at the men. There were 2 black men, one Hispanic or possibly Sicilian, and two Caucasians. They all looked to be early-to-mid 30s, all quite ruggedly handsome and big. "Any reason such a fine lady as yourself would be here alone? Stood up?" one of the men said.

I admitted. “How personal?” “Very personal. But also complicated because there might be other people involved.” Maya’s eyes went huge. “Other people? Chloe, how many men are you seeing?” “I’m not seeing anyone officially. I’m just… it’s…” I gave up. “Three. There are three men. And I have feelings for all of them. And yes, I know that’s insane.” She stared at me for a long moment. Then she started laughing. “What’s so funny?”

"We come to the public and we pretend as if we are saints sent from heaven but no and no we weren't saints and we seek the implementation of the gay bill acts. Let men marry men, it's a matter of choice.” “The acts bill put an end to women breaking the heart of man. Falling in love just because he is wealthy. Rushing to the marriage registry and after a few months breaking the news of divorce to the entire world." “Making a penury woman to become a billionaire in a twinkle of an eye. We men aren't fools anymore. We want to work hard as we have always done and marry ourselves." " A man can take care of a man and we are not interested in the damned pussy at the center leg of a woman.”

There were also a small dish of blue pills, for those who wanted them. The 4 older men had not cum in Red during the first round, they were naked and hard, so they resisted the normal herd tendencies to cluster. Instead they took small servings and returned to their spot around the bed, watching where Wiretop was working and Red's bottom looked wonderful getting her fun while she was fucked in the prone position. -

They’re all dressed in suits, their expressions too smug, too eager, with the kind of smiles that don’t reach the eyes. They look like a pack, not like the men I am used to, they aren't individuals, but a unit. Three men. My eyes scan the username: The_Triumvirate. The air leaves my lungs at the username and my hands start to shake, I don't click further, I don't need to because one thing stands out more than anything. My hands start to shake. It's three men, not one, but three, I didn't expect that! Before I can even click on the images or read the rest of the profile, a notification pops up across the screen and stops me. I read the notification and sigh.

Some were already pulling their cocks out, stroking lazily, not even trying to be subtle about it. Marcus looked at Jax. "All of them? At once or—" "One at a time to start. Unless you want to get creative." Marcus scanned the circle. Eight men. Eight different cocks of varying sizes. Some thick, some long, some curved. Two of them had piercings—one had a prince albert like Jax's, and another had a series of studs running along the underside of his shaft that made Marcus's hole clench just looking at them. "I want to start on my knees," Marcus heard himself say.

"The pizza is finally here." I looked around the rooftop, quickly counting the men in the shadows. Five. Just like they had stated in the contract. They were five married men in their forties, and every single one of them was already completely naked. They were celebrating the divorce of their wealthy friend, and they had decided to kick off the bachelor freedom with a massive gangbang. "You ready for us, sweetheart?" another man asked, walking out from behind the bar with a glass of whiskey in his hand, his eyes locked onto my shaking body.

I have not had many experiences with men, but my friendship with Elijah has stood the test of time. When I was married, we maintained strict boundaries, careful not to do anything that could disrespect my marriage. But now that I was a free woman, we talked more often about everything,my health, my work, my internet audience, and my life in general. He was also the only man I had known who had no history of polygamy, and that alone made him different from the kind of men I grew up knowing .

Three men now? Lucas saw the look on my face. He stroked my hair. “Only if you want it. We will never push you. But if you say yes, the four of us could be something special. We share everything. Business. Secrets. Pleasure.” The idea scared me and turned me on at the same time. Three powerful, rich men all wanting my body. All of them fucking me together. My pussy throbbed just thinking about it. “I need to think,” I said. “But I am not saying no.”