Collaborative sex stories let us write the plot together
(Her Secret Fantasy, continued by Dick_Donnelly...)
You walk back into the room and the other guys’ jaws are hitting the floor as Rachel bends over in front of them, one by one handing them their beers her tits shaking in their faces
“Rachel?” you shout. She turns to you with an innocent grin on her face and her tits bouncing towards you. Your friends sit there scared and excited about what might happen next and no doubt hiding the bulges forming in their pants.
You look at your sexy, recently dim-witted girlfriend. You’re about to lose it on her but then you remind yourself this is her fantasy and it was your idea to make her a bimbo, so you calmly ask, “Babe, do you mind putting your top back on?”
“It’s kind of starting to hurt my neck, my boobs are putting too much weight on it.” She cups her tits and bounces them as if weighing them with her hands. “You guys don’t mind do you?”
Instantly every guy in the room answers, “No, nope, don’t mind at all.”
You look at her more sternly. “Babe!”
“Can’t you just cover me?” she asks, throwing her arms around your shoulders pushing her perfect bare breasts against your chest. You can’t help but smile as your cock stiffens and honestly you want her tits out as much as the rest of the boys do. You sit back in your seat and pull her onto your lap, wrapping your arms around her, doing your best to cover her tits from the pack of horndogs surrounding you.
Rachel begins shifting her ass around on your hard dick. “Ross, something in your pocket is poking me.”
The guys all smirk. They know exactly what’s poking her and they wish they were poking her with theirs. She reaches down and grabs your cock. “I’m such an airhead babe, it’s just your cock, it’s really hard!” She starts moving her hand up and down it.
“Did Ross, tell you guys how much I love cock? Can I show them?” She turns to face you and drops to her knees, slowly unzipping your pants. You know you should stop her but a part of you really wants her to suck you off in front of your friends.
Suddenly you hear a loud beeping breaking the trance you’re in. You realize you smell something burning and the beeping you’re hearing is the smoke alarm.
“Oh shoot I forgot I had snacks in the oven!” Rachel starts to get up but you know what happened the last two times she went to the kitchen.
“I got it babe,” you say, frantically running to the kitchen the best you can with a rock-hard erection.
The first thing you do in the kitchen is remove the charred remains of what you think was once mozza sticks from the oven. Then you fan all the smoke away from the alarm. Once that’s all sorted you grab yourself a beer from the fridge. Between the excitement of almost getting blown in front of everyone and the house almost burning down you need to chug one back to calm your nerves.
You’re about halfway through the beer. Your heart rate slows your mind clears and you realize instead of risking Rachel being alone with one of those horny bastards you just left her in a room with all four of them!
You rush back to the living room to find Rachel on her knees with Jamie’s cock in one hand and Paul’s in the other.
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