u/CoachMuscle

Curious how it manifests in your lived if it does at all.

I’ve had plenty wild experiences throughout my lifetime that are definitely worth writing about(i don’t know which story to choose or just don’t feel like writing period) but some memories would just show up in my brain and make me smile or even give me boners.

On the eve of lockdown I met some girls visiting for spring break who ended up having problems with their flights and lodging. They reached out to me, among others they’ve met in the area, asking for help, any help. I decided to take them in because at the time we ignorantly thought the reaction to covid was an inconvenient overreaction and we didn’t know how covid was going to affect everything in the world.

What proceeded has got to be one of, if not the most, hottest things to ever happen to me: regular group sex for about 3-4 months. It was surreal. Went through a lot of blue chews. House was turned upside sown from all the sex and the cleaning but the smell of sex and pheromones persisted.

The first story i wrote is actually from those times. Looking back I remember stuff we did all over my house(kitchen, living room, bathroom, backyard, etc.) and am just reliving all of it all over again. I’ll probably write more of those if i get the motivation and time.

P.s. this is my second time writing a thing and I don’t really write so bear with me if it becomes hard to follow or even unsatisfying.

I’ve had plenty wild experiences throughout my lifetime that are definitely worth writing about(i don’t know which story to choose or just don’t feel like writing period) but some memories would just show up in my brain and make me smile or even give me boners.

On the eve of lockdown I met some girls visiting for spring break who ended up having problems with their flights and lodging. They reached out to me, among others they’ve met in the area, asking for help, any help. I decided to take them in because at the time we ignorantly thought the reaction to covid was an inconvenient overreaction and we didn’t know how covid was going to affect everything in the world.

What proceeded has got to be one of, if not the most, hottest things to ever happen to me: regular group sex for about 3-4 months. It was surreal. Went through a lot of blue chews. House was turned upside sown from all the sex and the cleaning but the smell of sex and pheromones persisted.

The first story i wrote is actually from those times. Looking back I remember stuff we did all over my house(kitchen, living room, bathroom, backyard, etc.) and am just reliving all of it all over again. I’ll probably write more of those if i get the motivation and time.

P.s. this is my second time writing a thing and I don’t really write so bear with me if it becomes hard to follow or even unsatisfying.

I’ve had plenty wild experiences throughout my lifetime that are definitely worth writing about(i don’t know which story to choose or just don’t feel like writing period) but some memories would just show up in my brain and make me smile or even give me boners.

On the eve of lockdown I met some girls visiting for spring break who ended up having problems with their flights and lodging. They reached out to me, among others they’ve met in the area, asking for help, any help. I decided to take them in because at the time we ignorantly thought the reaction to covid was an inconvenient overreaction and we didn’t know how covid was going to affect everything in the world.

What proceeded has got to be one of, if not the most, hottest things to ever happen to me: regular group sex for about 3-4 months. It was surreal. Went through a lot of blue chews. House was turned upside sown from all the sex and the cleaning but the smell of sex and pheromones persisted.

The first story i wrote is actually from those times. Looking back I remember stuff we did all over my house(kitchen, living room, bathroom, backyard, etc.) and am just reliving all of it all over again. I’ll probably write more of those if i get the motivation and time.

P.s. this is my second time writing a thing and I don’t really write so bear with me if it becomes hard to follow or even unsatisfying.

I’ve had plenty wild experiences throughout my lifetime that are definitely worth writing about(i don’t know which story to choose or just don’t feel like writing period) but some memories would just show up in my brain and make me smile or even give me boners.

On the eve of lockdown I met some girls visiting for spring break who ended up having problems with their flights and lodging. They reached out to me, among others they’ve met in the area, asking for help, any help. I decided to take them in because at the time we ignorantly thought the reaction to covid was an inconvenient overreaction and we didn’t know how covid was going to affect everything in the world.

What proceeded has got to be one of, if not the most, hottest things to ever happen to me: regular group sex for about 3-4 months. It was surreal. Went through a lot of blue chews. House was turned upside sown from all the sex and the cleaning but the smell of sex and pheromones persisted.

The first story i wrote is actually from those times. Looking back I remember stuff we did all over my house(kitchen, living room, bathroom, backyard, etc.) and am just reliving all of it all over again. I’ll probably write more of those if i get the motivation and time.

P.s. this is my second time writing a thing and I don’t really write so bear with me if it becomes hard to follow or even unsatisfying.