Collaborative sex stories let us write the plot together

(Her Secret Fantasy, continued by Ho...)

All the men you and Rachel call agree to come and fuck your girlfriend’s tight blonde cunt until it’s so loose you could walk into it. You arrange the orgy for Friday night and arrange for your two boys to sleep over at Rachel’s mother’s house for the weekend.

The men arrive in short order and they mill about drinking coffee and energy drinks. All the men bring condoms — the price of admission. They each had to wave it proudly in order to walk through the front door. Some of the men even brought boxes of three, and your best friend even brought a box of twelve.

“What the fuck, Jamie? How many times are you going to fuck Rachel tonight? you say, a bit put off that every man, including your best friend, showed up ready to plow your girlfriend’s pussy.

Blushing a little, your best friend says, “you know… you said orgy and I thought there would be a bunch of women… new raincoat for each pussy you know?” he says, making a lot of sense.

“I’m sorry buddy, you’re completely right of course. Thanks for thinking ahead and trying to keep things as clean as possible,” you say to Jamie whom you’ve known since grammar school.

“Hey Ross? Are you sure you’re okay with this? I mean… Rachel and I work together…” John asks you in a hushed voice.

“Yes John… it was all her idea. I love my girlfriend and would do anything she asked of me… including hosting an orgy with her as the only woman,” you say honestly.

“Yeah… okay… I totally get that… happy girlfriend, happy life and all… but Rachel and I work very closely together,” John says cautiously.

“Look John, I’m not the jealous type. If Rachel told me she planned on fucking you everyday at work, I’d tell her to take lots of pics and videos for me to jerk to. I’m secure in my manhood,” you say and pull down your pants to reveal your almost seven-inch cock that is growing hard and thick.

John looks on in fascination and says, “Wow… okay… you have a decent cock by the way…”

Feeling a bit patronized you spit back, “Thanks, but how big is that Asian dick of yours John?”

Shrugging his shoulders and saying, “was planning on getting naked anyway,” John strips down to his birthday suit.

John’s cock hung down like a plantain. About twice as thick as your completely hard cock and about two inches longer. As he found solid footing after stripping, it swayed back and forth between his legs.

“Holy fuck John! You’re planning on putting that thing in my girlfriend?” you say very loudly. All eyes in the room, including Rachel’s, turn to look.

There are several “holy shits” and “damns!” along with Rachel’s soft voice saying, “Oh… My… God… John… Is that thing real?”

“Yes,” John says, looking pretty confident. You think you’d be pretty confident too if you were that well hung. Comparing yourself to him, you experience a pang of insecurity until everyone else strips down and reveals their cocks which are all less than six inches long and not as thick as yours.

Feeling better, you say loudly, “Come on guys get those raincoats on and get this party started!”