Want to support CHYOA?
Disable your Ad Blocker! Thanks :)

Chapter 8 by Shibbar Shibbar

What happens now?

She rides you like a cowgirl

She stares at you, and you stare back, and you lose yourself in her yellowed eyes. Your cock gets lost in the hairy jungles of her snatch, and she starts to bounce on you, her buttocks reverberating against your hips, the slapping echoing throughout the garage. You feel dizzy, and combined with the pleasure and pain she's causing you, you feel sick in the stomach, a coctail of contradictory feelings. Blood drips down her chin and onto her shirt, and from there onto your stomach. Ugh, what's this strange feeling washing over you? You feel like you're full of spunk and lust and warmth... All the pain and pleasure start to mix and mellow out, your vision going white. All you can see is her, riding you, fucking you, and nothing else, just blinding white, and eventually even she dissapears from your vision.

You just fade away, only a wet, pleasurable feeling around your cock, and the sound of flesh slapping against each other reaching your ears.

(Authors note: I'm not satisfied with this, but I wanted to throw something together quick. I might come back here later.)

You have died from bloodloss. Game Over.

Comments

      Want to support CHYOA?
      Disable your Ad Blocker! Thanks :)