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Multimorphic Teases Open Source Multi-Game Pinball
New submitter ghops spotted Engadget's coverage of an interesting gaming machine at SXSW, writing: "Multimorphic shows off the P3, an innovative multi-game pinball platform. With a 27" 'touchscreen' LCD in the lower playfield and modular shot layouts comprising the upper playfield, the P3 delivers a 'one machine, many games' system where the physical pinball can interact with graphics on the screen as it rolls towards traditional, physical objects (ramps, loops, targets, etc) on the upper playfield. The system will ship with two games, one designed by famed pinball designer Dennis Norman, and it's an open platform allowing anybody to develop their own shot layouts and/or software. Because of its ball tracking technology, it can even play itself!"
Because of its ball tracking technology, it can even play itself!"
me too!
Well, pretty soon we were busy finger-fucking each other while we sixty-nined. Then he called a halt and sat up and looked at me. “Wanna go further?” he asked. “As in what?” I replied. “Fisting man!” “You or me?” “Whatever,” he muttered. “Well I’ve never had it, but I’m up for trying.” BINGO!! The idea of a virgin ass really turned him on, so pretty soon I was on my back, sitting with my ass propped up on a pillow and him sitting cross-legged below me.
Your head’s gonna get it done for you,” he told me. “You gotta want me inside you. It’s just like taking a big cock. It’ll hurt like hell goin’ over the widest part of my knuckles, but then, once it’s inside, you’re gonna loose your fuckin’ mind!
Well, we smoked a little and I was getting pretty mellowed out and that dude wasn’t trying to hurry me. We talked about all kinds of shit, but all the while there was this insistent pressure at my asshole. “How much you got in?” I’d ask him from time to time, but he’d never tell me. “Don’t worry about it,” he’d say, “just relax and enjoy.”
Well, the whole time he was at it I kept playin’ with my cock, and that made my ass tighten up, so after a while, he pulled the rawhide laces from his boot and tied my hands up behind my head. Now I don’t usually do bondage with a stranger, but we were pretty into each other’s heads by this point, and I figured what the shit, my legs were still free to kick if he got radical.
He kept at this for about an hour, all the while there was a firm pressure at my asshole then he looked up at me and said, “Pull you knees back to your tits.” “Is this it man?” I asked, “I’m not sure I’m ready” “Oh you’re ready man, your ass is just beggin for my hand. Cummon, pull ‘em back.” He got up on his knees and started pushing my legs down with his chest until his face was right over mine. Then he gave me a mean smile and growled, “Take my fucking fist man, you can do it! Cummon!” He shoved the poppers under my nose, and I felt the pressure at my asshole build to an almost unbearable point then my ass caught fire! One firey bolt of pain and he was in! The fucker had his whole damm fist up my butt!
“Slow deep breaths man Take slow deep breaths. Get used to it, then we’ll play.” Now my cock was rock hard by this point, and I could have come if he’d just breathed on me. I didn’t think that it could get any more intense/painful/better, but it did. He shoved the poppers under my nose again, and started to make a fist inside me. Now I could really feel my ass getting stretched. “AARRGGHH ! ! !” I screamed, “take it easy man.” “Just makin’ the fist dude. Now I’m gonna do a little twistin’.” “Oh GOD!” I yelled as I felt the incredible pressure of his fist rolling over inside me. He leaned into it as he began to twist his arm into my ass, and I could feel his fist move a fraction of an inch further in. Then he did a little more twisting, and I did a lot of twisting, and yelling, but he just kept at it, slow and steady, stuffing my ass with his clenched hand.
I drifted into a semi-trance impaled on that hot little dude’s hand. Experienced bottoms say that there’s a good deal of yoga and meditation involved in stret