Collaborative sex stories let us write the plot together

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

“No Mom! Stop it!” you say with an awkward frown on your face. “It’s wrong, we’re family. I mean you should be the one protecting me against sexual assault and creepy weirdos, not the one trying to assault me.”

“I’m sorry honey, I guess I just got carried away.” She turns away and blushes. She doesn’t even seem to be aware that she’s rubbing one of her boobs absentmindedly with one hand.

“Will you please finish up here honey? I think I should go and see what your daddy is up to in the garage. Maybe he needs a hand.” She hands you her apron and hurries out of the kitchen.