Collaborative sex stories let us write the plot together

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

Taking your silence as consent, Rachel puts the phone down on a table. You have a full view of your girlfriend standing in the center of the lunch room. Your eyes pop out of their sockets. The dress is about two inches shorter than it was in the selfie! Rachel’s creamy thighs look amazing above the knee-high black boots and your dick stirs despite your anxiety.

John enters the room. “Oh my, Rachel, did you wear that dress for me? Was it Ross’s idea?,” chuckles John, leaning against the door.

Rachel looks down at the floor as she responds. “Yes, it was. He said he wanted me to wear it after I got it fixed up at the tailors. He said it’d drive any man crazy!”

“He’s not wrong, Rachel. Those legs definitely have me feeling crazy,” he chuckles, “and more than a little horny if I do say so myself!”

“You’re, you’re… horny… again? Already?” asks your girlfriend quietly, slowly looking up at John before continuing softly, “Because of me?”

John nods his head as he walks over to Rachel. As he stands there, he reaches out and undoes the top four buttons on Rachel’s dress and pulls it open. He keeps nodding his head as he reaches into her dress and lifts her boobs out, squeezing them together. As he bushes his thumbs over her nipples, you hear Rachel sigh.

“Ahhh… and you’re… mmmm… you’re just going to… ah ah… use my body for whatever you want… aren’t… hmm… aren’t… ohhhh… aren’t you? Because… I’ve made… aaahh… made you… hmmm… horn… hu.. huh.. horny?” As she finishes, John pulls on her nipples, lifting Rachel’s boobs completely out of the dress. You’re blown away by how sexy your girlfriend looks, arms submissively by her sides, letting another man display her boobs and asking him if he is going to use her for his sexual needs.

“Yes I am. Now bend over that table. I want to see the ass that’s at the top of those fucking legs. That dress was an excellent idea!” John exclaims, and spins your girlfriend around, pushing her towards the camera.

In stunned silence you watch as Rachel bends toward the screen. Without any prompting, she leans forward, resting on her elbows with her luscious boobs squished between her arms. You see John walk up behind your girlfriend and lean over her. He runs his hands up the back of her thighs, slowly bunching her dress up at her waist. With a lust-filled voice he speaks. “Are you wet again, Rachel?”

Looking directly at the camera Rachel moans. “Yessss… yes… I’m wet…” Trailing off, she looks back over her shoulder before continuing. “Is this how you want me? Am I doing it right for you, John?”

John’s response is to grab the cheeks of her ass and squeeze the soft malleable flesh and grunt. “Yes girl, this is how I want you. This ass is so ripe and juicy. Lift it up for me, I wanna see those thighs and calves of yours work. Go on work it for me!”