Have sex in his bedroom.
From Create Your Own Story
"How about you show me your bedroom?" You winked at him suggestively, already quite into him. "And you can show me what you got."
The two of you burst into his room, already engaged in passionate making out and eagerly stripping each other down. You hurl your undergarments to one corner of his room as he ferociously tosses you onto his soft, king-sized bed. You giggle excitedly as he climbs on top of you, his mouth and tongue working their way up from your belly to your breast, and then back to french-kissing you in your soft, luscious lips as you lay atop his silver, satin sheets with your arms spread apart.
"Ahh...!" You squeal passionately as his fully erect cock violently drives into your vagina. You quickly wrap your bare, smooth legs around his chiseled body and allows your petite body to rock back and forth to his intense love-making, moaning and groaning a little louder with each successive thrust.
After about 10 minutes of heated, carnal rampage. He leans his head back and looks at you with a grin. "Let's try a different position. Turn around and get up on your hands and knees."
Realizing what he intends, you eagerly comply and flip over, propping yourself up with your elbows and knees, your anus perked towards him like an animal in heat. The next thing you feel is a hard, vicious thrust into your love canal from behind as he doggy-styles you with his love rod. He begins to thrust harder and faster, his pelvis and testicles violently slapping against the flesh of your hip. As he stimulates your clit from behind again and again, your squeals and moans of excitement gradually grow into full-out screams of uncontrolled passion.
"Ahhh!! AHHH!! Oh my god!! Yes!! Yes!!" You shut your eyes and throw your head back. "AHHH!! Yes!! Harder! Harder! I love it!! Give it to me harder!!!"
He obliges you as rams your pussy with full force, almost slamming your head into the bed frame. But you don't care, full primal instincts have taken over and right now the only thing your conscious of is sexual satisfaction.
"I'm cumming, Alexis, baby. I'm cumming!!" You hear him scream at you from behind.
"AHHH!!! YES!! I want it! Give it to me!!" You roared like a wildcat as he ferociously unloads his love juice into you. "AHHH!!! Oh my god! YES!! YES!!! Give it to me!!"
Full of sweat and panting hard from the passionate love-making, you collapse on top of his cushioned pillow with your hip still perked up a bit. Corbin, having already pulled out. Also collapsed next to you, sweaty and panting hard.
"That was...amazing..." You leaned over and placed your head on his chest. "Were you this good with all your lovers?"
"I try to be." With one hand resting behind his head, he pulled out a cigarette from his shirt on the ground and offered it to you, which you politely declined.
"Thanks, I don't smoke. And neither should you." You cuddled up and teased him a bit.
"Good habit." He grinned at your comment and tossed the cigarette back on the carpeted floor without lighting it. "I guess I should really work on quitting then."
"You always listen to what your date wants?" Surprised at his compliance, you gaze at him with some amusement.
"None of my dates ever asked for anything other than sex or nice, fancy things." He turns to look you with his dark eyes, which suddenly looks a bit sad and lonely to you.
"So does that make me the first date you've had who's tried to tell you to do something healthy for yourself?" You grinned.
"Something like that." He looks up at the ceiling thoughtfully. "I guess you could say everyone else just wanted something for themselves."
"Well, and I want you to be healthy and live for a long time." You poked his chest with one finger playfully. "After all, you did help me out big time."
