02-16-2015, 09:18 PM
(This post was last modified: 02-16-2015, 09:20 PM by JustServedEmpanadas.)
Game. Here is the sub where I found this.
Basically from what I've gathered, the OP (das me) writes the first paragraph to a story but leaves it vague enough for people to have their own idea for the next thing that will happen in the story. The next person writes a paragraph to the story. We've done similar things before.
As OP, I will probably end a story after a while and start up another one. As seen in the PTP sub, a story can be fun or serious. I will alternate between the two every time I end a story.
This story is fun, you can add stupid things in as you please.
I never knew anyone as well as I knew Traynesha. She gave you the sense that she was always with you, even when she wasn't there physically. Her always-smiley attitude, her wavy black hair crackling in the autumn sunset, her unquenchable desire for big black cock; she was truly a role model and you could tell she was one of grace and mystery. But one night, everything changed. One night I was sitting in my room, sending dick pics to solid 4/10 girls in my class. My mother gently knocked on the door, and from outside the door with the light voice of hers, she said...
Basically from what I've gathered, the OP (das me) writes the first paragraph to a story but leaves it vague enough for people to have their own idea for the next thing that will happen in the story. The next person writes a paragraph to the story. We've done similar things before.
As OP, I will probably end a story after a while and start up another one. As seen in the PTP sub, a story can be fun or serious. I will alternate between the two every time I end a story.
This story is fun, you can add stupid things in as you please.
I never knew anyone as well as I knew Traynesha. She gave you the sense that she was always with you, even when she wasn't there physically. Her always-smiley attitude, her wavy black hair crackling in the autumn sunset, her unquenchable desire for big black cock; she was truly a role model and you could tell she was one of grace and mystery. But one night, everything changed. One night I was sitting in my room, sending dick pics to solid 4/10 girls in my class. My mother gently knocked on the door, and from outside the door with the light voice of hers, she said...
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