Collaborative sex stories let us write the plot together
(Her Secret Fantasy, continued by Dick_Donnelly...)
You get to the midnight lounge and the place is packed with hotties in their slutty Halloween costumes. You think to yourself, “I’m not in hurry, might as well grab a drink and play dumb for a bit, take in the sights.”
You make your way to the bar and squeeze yourself between an angel and a witch, at least you guess you would guess she’s an angel, she’s got on white wings a white bra and mini skirt, not leaving much to the imagination. As far as the witch you can tell she’s not your girlfriend by her massive tits pushing out of her corset.
The next thing you hear is, “Eyes are up here buddy.”
You figure no one knows who you are and you’re not trying to impress anyone, so respond, “I’ve made my choice,” and look back down at her massive cleavage. All you get back from her is an eye roll before she takes off into the crowd.
With your drink in hand you begin the search for your little pussycat. It isn’t long until you’re approached by a girl wearing a green skin-tight leotard with leaves on it and green glitter around her eyes.
“Poison Ivy I take it?” you say in your Batman voice.
She puts her hands on your chest. “You got me, do you want to go for a dance before you haul me in?”
She’s a cutie and you can tell she’s not wearing underwear by her hard nipples poking through the thin material. “That’s very tempting but I’m actually after someone else tonight…”
She gives you an exaggerated frowny face. “Your loss.” She runs her finger across your chin as she heads off.
Your urgency to find Rachel increases with your rising horniness. Between Poison Ivy and all the half-naked girls around you could pop a boner at any moment. Finally you spot a sexy kitten dancing by herself. Her back is turned to but the dress is the exact same as the one you seen in Rachel’s Amazon orders and you can’t mistake her wide hips and tiny waist. You grab her from behind and pull her in close. She grinds her ass against your throbbing cock. You reach around her front and slide your hand up her dress, grabbing at her panties.
“Is this my little pussy?”
She nods her head and lets out a small purr as you rub her pussy lips. She pulls your arm over her shoulder and leads you to the private rooms in the back.
Link
