Slide into Emily and then roll over so she's riding your pole
From Create Your Own Story
You lie Emily on her back and spread her legs. "As you wish," you purr, sliding your stiff rod into her dripping box. You begin pumping her, hard and fast. Emily's hips move in time with yours. You lean forward and lip-lock with her. Her tongue invades your mouth as her arms lock around you.
Suddenly, you wrap your arms around Emily and roll over, leaving her on top. "Bad move, stud," Emily giggles. Her legs lock around your hips and she claws at your chest, her fingernails leaving blood trails as she pistons herself furiously up and down. "Now you're trapped. I'm going to make you fill me!"
"I... really... don't... mind... that..." you pant out in between moans of pure lust. Emily is raking her hands over your skin and kissing your neck. She's biting you so hard you're going to have the world's most prominent hickey. You appear to have awakened a tigress!
"You better not," Emily purrs. Her voice dissolves into a lustful scream as she climaxes. Her legs tighten around you so tightly you think she's going to crush your pelvis. Emily doesn't even slow her rhythm. Soon you're lost in a sexual haze.
You have no idea how long Emily has been riding you, but she's hit a state of continuous climax. Your body tenses beneath her. "Yes!" Emily hisses. "Give it to me! Fill me with your cum!" You have no choice in the matter. Emily uses her internal muscles to forcibly drain every last drop out of your cock and balls. You lie still, completely spent. Emily slides off you and kisses your cheek. Her arms wrap around you and your eyes close...
"Uhhhh," you moan, slowly regaining consciousness. Every muscle in your body is exhausted. You force your eyes open and Emily's lovely face swims into view. You manage, with an effort, to focus your eyes.
"I was wondering if you'd ever wake up, lover," Emily purrs. "I've already gotten the morning-after pill and a 5-year birth control shot. So there's no reason we can't do this over and over again. You're quite good, studly."
"Oof," you grunt. You manage to get to your feet and stagger to the bathroom for your morning routine. When you return, you rejoin Emily in the bed. "Emily, that was awesome," you reply. "And you're an amazing lover. But I don't know how many more sessions like that I can take."
"Oh, come on," Emily laughs. "If I can handle it, so can you. I even did most of the work. I think you should be my boyfriend and we can do this a lot. I want your hot body as often as i can get my hands on it."
Normally, you'd never turn down an invitation like that from a girl with as gorgeous a body as Emily. But you wonder if you've awakened the devil in Miss Jones. You look at your upper body and see that it's covered in scratches from when she was clawing at your flesh in her heated lust.
