Collaborative sex stories let us write the plot together

(Everybody Wants You, continued by Hyperdreams...)

The rest of the day becomes a blur, with one taboo sex act running into another, and another. Any reticence you might’ve felt evaporates as your loving parents initiate you into forms of loving that you have only read about, and some that are completely new to you. Your dad shoots his load six times, which your mom says is some kind of record. You lose count of the orgasms you’ve had.

Eventually you all fall asleep in their big bed, naked bodies entwined. Only exhaustion stops you from continuing.

The next morning you wake up alone. You take a luxurious shower, wondering what fresh familial frolics await. Eventually you make your way down to the kitchen, wearing only a towel.

Your parents are both in the kitchen, sitting at the table. You plan on accidentally dropping your towel as you walk past your dad, and seeing what happens from there.

“Hey mom. Hey dad,” you say cheerily.

“Emma, please sit down,” says your dad. He sounds very serious, so you seat yourself across from them.

“We want to talk about yesterday,” says your mother quietly.


Your dad clears his throat awkwardly. “Sweetheart, I can’t explain what happened between us all yesterday. It’s like I wasn’t in control of myself. Your mother experienced the same thing, and I’m sure you did too…”

“I think there might be something in the water,” says your mother, nodding her head earnestly in an effort to convince herself as well as you.

Your parents seem genuinely distraught. It looks like the wish has worn off.