Collaborative sex stories let us write the plot together

(Her Secret Fantasy, continued by Wifes-out...)

“Nah, you go ahead and have some fun,” you reply.

“But I wanted you to watch me get used by other men,” Rachel pouts. She reaches down to rub your bulging package, her finger running oh-so-delicately along the shaft to swirl around the tip. “Fuck, it makes me wet to think of you watching me. Please come.”

“I’m going to get a drink,” you say and you watch her pout turn to a scowl. Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea.