1. The Gruesome Twosome


    Date: 3/25/2017, Categories: Fiction, Bi-sexual, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, First Time, Group Sex, Masturbation, Voyeurism, Author: CunterSThompson, Rating: 75, Source: sexstories.com

    mushrooms”. Fung’s broken english conjured images in Ryland’s mind of previous incidences of decadence and debauchery. The presence of these strange yellow foreigners in Ryland’s adult life punctuated every instance of his carnal sexual congress and exuberant drug use. Fung presented a surprisingly large quantity of psychedelic Funghi, all held within the drooping folds of his stretched hoodie. “Lets eat gayboys!” exclaimed the jovial Chinaman. The shrooms were evenly distributed amongst the budding psychonauts and were soon sliding down the gullets of the unwary travellers. “How long do we have?” asked Ryland. “7.2 inches! YEAH BABY!” Max motioned towards the visible bulge in his pants. A silent moment passed as the Chode and the Chinaman considered the behemoth that was Max’s niggercock (Maximus Niggercock they used to call him in their High School days). “You should feel it soon,” said Fung calmly as he slid his hand onto Ryland’s leg. “You guys are fucking gaylords, you should take your shirts off and kiss,” said Max, as his voice trailed off. His attention tended to be tenuous and his thoughts would erratically spring to the depths of his dark psyche. “You sick fuck Max.” Ryland said angrily. “Hey Ryland man, just chill out. Just touch my nipples, they so HARD right now!” “You can fuck right off Fung, you yellow fuck.” Ryland stood up, “You guys are going to fuck my trip up, you guys are retards, sincerely. I need to go smoke so many cones now.” Ryland left the gruesome ...
    twosome around the fire pit to hotbox the campervan solo. Ten minutes past but through the thick smoke that filled the air in the cramped cabin there was no possible way to see outside. Ryland emerged to find the world outside much more beautiful. A sense of awe had overcome him. “You guys feel anything?” Max was gone. Physically there, though totally unresponsive, slack-jawed and drooling. Fung walked right up to Ryland and stood right before him, terrified, Fung stammered: “Ryland, I must go. You bad man. I cannot trip with a rapist.” And with that. From the top of Fung’s head his entire being unravelled in a long ribbon blown far into the darkness of the woods. The only thing that Max could know for certain was that he had ejaculated last night. Glancing out the window he recognized some familiar faces. He yelped and beckoned to his faithful….sidekick. Ryland saw the cheery grins of some friends of his. Sadun and Mario. The car was set to idle as this short exchange was had: “Hey dude, we got shard.” stated the blue-hoodie wielding individual. “I sampled it myself!” eaglery stated the Mario, “This SHIT is TIGHT, TIGHT , TIGHT!” they said in unison. A bag was flung and talk of financials was discussed. The parted ways in a plume of acrid-grey smoke and the smashing of a glass bulb due to Max’s retardation. Spinning tyres, screeching of rubber on tarmac. Their mission resumed. Max’s curiosity about the state of his cock (and the sizeable portion of meth he has just smoked) ...
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