Collaborative sex stories let us write the plot together
(Her Secret Fantasy, continued by RandomShadfan...)
“Rachel, you couldn’t have known you wouldn’t like it,” you tell her, placing a hand on her shoulder. “Hindsight is always 20/20.”
“But Ross, I dragged you into this,” she sobs. “It was my idea. You may have agreed, but this whole thing was my fantasy.”
“It was mine too, babe,” you tell her. “And if you still want try it with a group of more considerate men, I’ll still support your decision. Hell, I’ll select the men personally.”
“Thanks for the offer, Ross. But I don’t think I’ll be trying out more gangbangs any time soon.” Your girlfriend tells you. “I’m such a fucking idiot.”
“Rachel, you leapt into a gangbang without safe words. That’s a mistake, and humans make mistakes all the time,” you console her. Your words seem to be having the desired effect — the tears have stopped at least.
“Thanks, Ross. You’re the best guy a woman could ask for,” Rachel tells you, smiling weakly. “Sorry, but I’m too exhausted to do anything for you,” she half-yawns. “I’m gonna go have a catnap. Love you.” She kisses your cheek and almost limps up the stairs.
Standing in the living room, still naked, you cross your fingers that this isn’t the end of your girlfriend’s gangbang fantasies. You could tell that, until it got out of hand, she was enjoying it more than the men were.