Tell her it's your turn first.

From Create Your Own Story

For a moment, she looks on stunned, and then her smile returns. "Cool," she says with a nod. "Take your pants off."

As you work the zipper of your pants and unbutton them, she climbs down from the couch and slinks to the floor. As your pulling the pants down to your ankles, she comes crawling across the carpet like a cat, staring at you hungrily with a smile on her face. Just the look on her face causes you to get a little stiff, and as you pull down your boxers and spring to life, she settles between your legs.

Reaching up slowly, her eyes examining the length of your shaft, she runs a single finger along the underside. "You're pretty big," she says. "That's good."

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.

You rush for the kitchen to grab a weapon for yourself, but he's faster. 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 digs the knife in hard, lifting you up to your tip-toes. You slump to the ground, bleeding, in riotous pain, as he turns and grabs the girl. He pushes her to the floor in front of the couch, and as you lay dying you can here him violating her, and her pleading and screams.

As you bleed out, you start to wonder if that was really the best time to try and get your jollies.

THE END.