An example of this type of one-upmanship storytelling can be seen in the classic Monty Python sketch The Four Yorkshiremen. That said you do not have ...to do this, this isn't a competition in the end.After your tale feel free to prompt another writer for a story. Eg. "Say, Sir Raterburg, why don't you tell us of the time you ravished those two water nymphs while simultaneously fighting off the hounds of hell." If your character has been prompted feel free to politely decline or accept in the. Plus, I get to think about two beautiful women making out in the room across mine. I'll manage." I smiled but before I could move she asked one more thing."Although, would you mind handing me the special one from the closet?" Sure thing mom." I knew what she meant. She wanted the first one she ever used on me. It was a pink/purple sort of strap-on slash dildo. One end fit into her vagina while the other end was used to penetrate the partner. It had a special meaning to both of us and to me it. His sharp intake of breath as he took in Allison’s appearance, convinced her that she had made the right choices. She pressed a gloved finger to his lips before he could speak and pointed to the door into the living room.Complying with her instruction, Lionel stepped inside. Allison followed him down the corridor and into the living room. Lionel was standing where he had on their first meeting in the flat, watching Allison almost furtively as she came into the room and stepped carefully across. Now that I had sexed with Jason, the contact stirred me – I mean, even though he was my brother, after what we had done together, it was natural to get turned on by his leg rubbing mine. My eyes kept dropping to his smooth legs, the bulge in his shorts, and the long tube lying out to one side. When Jason started grabbing inside my thigh whenever he racked up his score, I didn't stop him.What can I say? I was sixteen. I had all day to physically recover from sex with Alexander. I had already.