Tell her to turn around and bend over the couch.

From Create Your Own Story

For a moment, she looks on stunned, and then her smile returns. "Cool," she says with a nod. "I like your style. No bullshit. Just bend me over and fuck me stupid."

As you work the zipper of your pants and unbutton them, she turns around and angles her knees out so you can see the beauty of her tightly packed pink pussy. As your pulling the pants down to your ankles, she wiggles her ass from side to side as her hand playfully reaches down to spread open her box, staring at you hungrily with a smile on her face. You get your pants down around your ankles, and your hard cock springs free.

"You're pretty big," she says. "That's good. You can fuck me deep, and if you're very gentle, I'll let you finish in my backdoo-"

Suddenly, you're interrupted by a loud banging on the door. The girl jumps to her feet, and as you try to stand, your pants catch you around the ankles and you bounce around the floor trying to get your footing. The banging gets louder as you grasp the pants and start pulling them up. The door begins splintering as you finally get your fingers to the zipper, yanking it up quickly. Then, the hinges of the door explode into the room as the wooden portal falls flat into your room. There, standing in the doorway with a large knife, is the boyfriend you clobbered over the head. He doesn't just look sick. He looks absolutely murderous.

You rush for the kitchen to grab a weapon for yourself, but he's faster. Cutting you off on your way, he manages to dig the knife into your ribs before you've even set one foot out of the room. Blood pours from his head, but he's still smiling as he pushes the knife in hard, lifting you up to your tip-toes.

You slump to the ground, bleeding and in riotous pain as he turns and grabs the girl. He pushes her to the floor in front of the couch. He grins wide at you as he pushes open her legs, and uses his bloody knife hand to cover her mouth and squelch her screams.

The pain is so terrible you can barely move. You clench at the open hole in your side and volumes of blood spill through your fingers. You can only watch as he opens his fly, produces his giant cock, and rams it into the girl. He fucks her relentlessly, and she screams against his hand. You roll over and try your best to get up on your elbows to crawl. You have to do something. Anything.

Seeing you, he laughs. Then he puts the knife to her throat, and drags it across the tender flesh there. As you begin to black out from the pain and blood loss, you watch as she drowns in her own blood, her entire body shaking as he pummels her with his cock.

It's a terrible sight, and it's your last.


The End.

Personal tools