Collaborative sex stories let us write the plot together
(Her Secret Fantasy, continued by Wifes-out...)
Rachel has been doing lots of planning and research, which consists of more porn-watching than party planning. You have come home to catch her with the computer chair pushed back and her feet up on the desk, furiously digging into her panties while on screen dozens of people are fucking in a heap on a living room floor. Not that you’re complaining. The day leads to your girlfriend giving you a deep and wild blowjob as she diddles herself through some intense orgasms, and concludes with her riding your erection to a mighty finish on the kitchen counter.
“What do you think about joining an orgy instead of hosting one?” she asks one evening. “I found this ad for an annual orgy, what do you think?”
Rachel hands over her iPad and you scroll through pictures of an elegant mansion filled with masked participants copulating everywhere.
“It’s an exclusive party so we would have to apply.”
“It would be easier and more extravagant than throwing the party here and we could just have the people we planned apply as well,” you reason.
“I guess it’s settled then,” Rachel says. “I will apply for us. I’ll use that picture of us at the beach with me in that skimpy bikini. Cross your fingers.”
Your girlfriend is smolderingly sexy — you’ll get in.