Collaborative sex stories let us write the plot together

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

You surrender while a horny Yale (seemingly abstinent due to the stress of his job) impressively thrusts your tight, squeezed up, soaked clitoris, his sagging balls repeatedly smacking on your smooth thighs. Still ravenously jabbing his old nine-inch rod in you, he finally shoots his load which comes from the stew in his balls. He closes his eyes, still mounted on the weight of your pussy.

Some items start to fall off the vessel and splashing into the lukewarm saltwater which the low part of the deck where Yale was fucking you in was submerged in. This deluded man didn’t bother to find a way to save himself, focusing solely on you (EWW!)

You shove Yale away who’s seemingly daydreaming after that orgasm until you realize he fainted. Your inconsistency to assess the situation was interrupted by two short-barreled lever action rifles sliding away into the water (the ones used to shoot Deon) followed by a hook, a dildo, a bench, a sonar, a life saver, oars, fleshlights, flashlights and a plasma TV.

You get buried in the junk which catches on fire. You roll out of the vessel and into the open ocean but not before you take one of the rifles. Now seemingly inhaling ash, you swim into the distance before the entire vessel blows up. Dead fishes float, lifeless in the obliteration. You climb onto a collapsed door like a raft and curl tightly into a ball. “I hope no virgin mermen try to suddenly steal me!” comes a spontaneous thought in your head.

And there you have it, you’re fucked, you’re a skank in the middle of the ocean with a gun. But hey, even if you let yourself go, you’re still not a toasted bitch.

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