Collaborative sex stories let us write the plot together

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

You wake up hours later. You’re still naked but the sun is warming your cold skin. You are in a haze and remember just after waking up slowly what happened. Rachel’s fantasy, the neighborhood, the group of black guys and his stolen car…

You stand up and cover yourself with a few clothes you find in a nearby trash container. Hours later you arrive back at home, exhausted. You go up and first of all take a shower. Then you sit down and try to figure out what to do next. Then you remember that Rachel has her mobile phone in the car. You try calling Rachel but instead of Rachel there is a deep male voice answering.

“Rachel?” you ask.

“So Rachel is that bitch’s name? Who are you?” the dark voice asks.

You answer, “I’m Ross, Rachel’s boyfriend.”

The voice laughs. “You are that sissy that we beat out of that car? I thought you would be dead by now. Don´t worry about your ex-girlfriend, we will take good care of her.”

All blood drains from your face. “What does that mean? Where is Rachel?”

The last thing you hear from the voice is a laugh and that he will stay in touch.