Novelas y relatos de Multiple Men

Cassius and Veles were sitting in front of me with Ezra on the extreme left side while the one with blue-green eyes sat on my left side and Theodore on my right. Even though there was enough space to fit three of us, one on my left had decided to stretch his legs enough that they were brushing over my thigh. I might have not said this earlier but there was another fear that was slowly clawing at me, the fact that they were all men, warriors of Nithilorc, sons of the great emperor, I couldn't help but think of worst.

said Josh. "I'll get her dressed," said Mike. "Damn, I missed it," moaned guy number three. "Did she call you Master?" asked guy number one. "Yeah," Mike said, as he picked up the corset. "We're her Masters. Three of them anyway. She has 18 men who fuck her like this all the time." "Man," said guy number two, "You are the luckiest bastards ever." "You bet your ass," said Oliver.

I pity this school. He's with a four men just behind him. One have a blonde hair, obviously hitting with the women around. These women, on the other hand, looks like a worms just sprinkled with salts the way they move. The other man is holding a book and he obviously have his own world. While the one man have a ash gray hair, busy with his phone. He's familiar to me. Like I saw him before. Maybe he's one of my flings before. And the last man, looks like a gangster. I don't want to described him anymore. I'm too lazy now. None of them looks like a good boy.

“Nothing much, apart from the fact that I might have found another of that same species. The five men looked at each other before their lips split into wide and wicked grins.

“Aiden?” I looked to my left and was taken aback by the sight of a group of men. Just like Aiden, they had all chosen to adorn themselves with suits; however, each suit was distinct in its own way—some shades darker while some more vibrant than others. As I studied their faces, I noticed that the uniformity in their clothing extended well beyond just color. They all seemed to have similar mannerisms and gestures that mirrored one another's.

I sighed, looking up at the person, only to find two hot men looming over me, staring at me with this weird look on their faces. Holy fuck. What did I do this time? “That’s enough. You should go home now,” one of the hot men spoke up. Oh, did I mention they were hot? Mr. Extremely Sexy pulled me up, and Mr. Extremely Sexy No.2 helped him. While one looked like someone straight out of an Italian Mafia romance, the other looked like he had been pulled out of some rich and powerful man’s contest and he’d won. I looked between them and unconsciously licked my lips.

There was a vague sense of conflicting interests in the act; these two men were employed by Joemar, and because of that, might not be in a position to decline. “He didn’t make us do anything,” Andre said with a fond smile. “Trust me: we were very willing participants.” “Enthusiastic ones, you might say,” Roman agreed. “Okay,” I said. My body was buzzing with excitement now. “What specific sexual fantasy required three men?” “I’m sure you can figure that out,” Andre replied. “Let’s pretend that I have a poor imagination. Give me all the details.” Before Andre could reply, Roman chimed in: “It is your turn. Tell us about your dream, and we will respond with our own details.”

She stammered, "What... what... do you want to do?" One of the men rubbed his hands very obscenely, and a pair of lascivious eyes fell in front of Gu Runtong's chest. Looking at the towering mountain peak, he swallowed his saliva. "We brothers don't want to do anything. It's just that we haven't had sex for several years. Why don't you let us brothers have sex?" "It's..." "It's..." As soon as the man's voice fell, the rest of the men also began to kick up a fuss.

I repeated, and she nodded. "Sure, share her. Like the one thing I read in history class." She stayed silent for a few seconds before continuing. "Back then, men had harems. In which a single man would have several wives. It would be a reverse harem in your case, as there are four men and one woman." Her words made me shake my head, but then my mind started to wander. "I mean it wouldn't be so bad— you guys have shared things before..." She stopped talking.

Three men and two women. The women were dressed in black tank tops and matching jean shorts, with a holster around their thighs. Out of the three men, one stood out. He was a fat man dressed in a casual t-shirt which was baggy, but resembled a cropped shirt because of his big belly that fell onto his jean zipper area. While the men who stood behind him both wore an all-black suit and had ear monitors on.