The New Neighbor Pt. 02

Kyle couldn't think straight. The last thing he remembered was suddenly being jolted back to consciousness as Chrissy's tits tugged his cum out from his cock. It was incredibly disorienting. He couldn't see a thing except for two glowing eyes. He was surrounded in darkness. His cock was still twitching post-orgasm, and buried in the softest squishiest tits he'd ever come across. And then he heard Chrissy's deep voice "you might as well forget about Heather, Kyle."

It all came crashing back. The wine, the passing out, and then the bet he had made with this devil of a woman. Try as he might, he couldn't help but be attracted to her. She was, after all, everything he desired in a woman. But it was so wrong, and she was so evil. Surely there was some way out of this before it escalated any further.

"Having second thoughts, are we, Kyle? I don't think you quite understand the predicament you are in. You see, you agreed to my terms. And this load of cum between my tits makes it binding. Long story short: I OWN you. If I wish it, you will never leave this bed again. Heather won't be coming to check on you. I miiiiiight have fibbed a bit earlier, and not told you the whole truth. In that half hour you were out, I had an interesting chat with her."

Kyle jolted upright. The bed restrained his waist, feet, and hands once more as Chrissy unfurled her wings and stood up. "What do you mean you had a chat with her?"

"Oh, just a little girl to girl talk." Chrissy grinned and continued, "She was blowing up your phone. So I answered." Kyle gulped. "Yes, she was quite concerned about you. I explained in no uncertain terms that you were safe and sound, tied up on my bed. She didn't take that well at all. Called me a liar. So I had to send her a little selfie from your phone, and you were in the background."

"You fucking BITCH!" Kyle spat. "So the entire premise of her coming over to find me in here with you naked was a sham? I agreed to this under false pretenses! You cannot keep me here."

"Oh I can and I will, Kyle. And even if I decided to let you go, Heather wouldn't want to see you anyways. I could have been nice, but her calling me a liar didn't sit well. I angled the phone down to my body, and told her that my tits were about to drain your cock. Tits she doesn't have. Curves she doesn't have. I told her that I was everything she wasn't, and she couldn't hope to compete with a woman such as myself. Her pathetic A cups, and bony ass. Honestly what do you see in her, Kyle?"

"I LOVE her! Can't you understand that? Can't you understand there's more to a relationship than physical attraction?" Kyle pleaded with Chrissy.

"Well actually, no I can't." Chrissy smirked, and continued "I fibbed a bit and told her that you were thinking of leaving her and when you saw me your mind was made up. That hit a nerve with Heather, I'm afraid. Her rage with me turned on you. She has quite a temper, you know. But I bid her a good night, and that was that."

"You have ruined my life, Chrissy. You understand that? You have destroyed what I've worked for with Heather. I will NEVER submit to you---"

Chrissy was losing her patience. With a wave of her hand the bed once again gagged Kyle. "You whine like a bitch, Kyle. It is time to shut you up."

As Kyle strained and groaned, Chrissy crawled up onto the bed. Her tits hung and swayed with every movement. In the midst of his struggling Kyle couldn't help but wonder how Chrissy would manage more from him. He had a painfully long refractory period. Even when he wanted to go again with Heather, he needed hours to be able to perform again.

Chrissy's wings tucked into her back as she crawled forward. Her tail grew in length and shaped itself into a cock. It shot forward to Kyle's mouth, and before he could register what was happening, slid between his lips. His mouth was stretched as he felt the bed's gag remove itself. And then Chrissy's cock-shaped tail slid into Kyle's throat.

Kyle felt an urge to gag but somehow he never did. Chrissy started to thrust it gently, pulling it out to the entrance of his throat before plunging it back inside. It had to be a foot long at least. So focused was Kyle on this unwelcome intrusion, he had almost forgotten that Chrissy was between his legs. The red-hot touch of her mouth reminded him. He felt his own flaccid cock slurped into Chrissy's mouth.

The pleasure was undeniable. His cock was on fire, and the longer it stayed in Chrissy's mouth, the less flaccid it became. Meanwhile, Chrissy's tail had started to pump Kyle's throat with that same aphrodisiac fluid she had loosed on his cock earlier. The combination of the fluid, and Chrissy's hot mouth coaxed Kyle's cock to harden.

Chrissy noticed. She moaned, "that's it Kyle, let's get that cock into my throat. I guarantee you it is better even than dear Heather's pussy." Kyle was a mixed bag of emotions. Here his cock was hardening, and as it did, Chrissy gulped every new inch down her throat. It was incredibly erotic. But Kyle was heartbroken. He had likely lost the love of his life. No, she didn't have Chrissy's body. No, she didn't have Chrissy's insatiable sex drive. But he loved her all the same. And now she was likely gone forever.

Kyle started to tear up. He couldn't help himself. He felt such a sense of loss and shame, and on the other hand by the second getting more turned on. Chrissy loosed a final large load from her tail and withdrew it from Kyle's throat. Kyle audibly began to sob, as his cock fully entered Chrissy's throat.

Chrissy looked up with her glowing eyes and withdrew Kyle's cock from her throat. "Oh you have got to be kidding me, Kyle. Are you crying? You are such a fucking bitch. And you know what happens to bitches? They get fucked. But no, not yet. First, I get your cum down my throat. Then you will get a proper bitch treatment. So have a good cry. Let it all out, you pussy-whipped bitch, and prepare for the best blowjob of your life."

Kyle completely broke down. The more turned on he got, the more guilty he felt. Chrissy made a deep guttural sound and coughed up a long trail of slimy spit and stroked Kyle's cock. "This is about to get sloppy, Kyle." Chrissy took the tip of his cock back into her mouth. She inched her way down slowly, her tongue swirling as she descended. She recalled her tail and it formed into another mouth-shaped appendage. It latched onto Kyle's balls and gently started to suck them.

Chrissy continued her descent on Kyle's cock. Slowly. She would stop at regular intervals and go back up to the tip. Her tongue never stopping its dance. Then she'd go back down and take another inch. Her saliva glands went into overdrive and were producing so much drool that it was overflowing her lips. When she finally bottomed out on Kyle's cock, she sealed her lips around the base and flexed her throat muscles like she was swallowing. At the same time her tail pulled Kyle's balls deeper in.

Kyle was sobbing uncontrollably. But his cock had never been harder, or felt such pleasure. What scared him was this was only Chrissy's mouth. What if she sat on him with her pussy? As guilty as he felt, he was legitimately concerned that she was going to break his will. And this made him cry all the more.

Chrissy got up on all fours and raised the angle of her head so that she could look at Kyle. Kyle opened his eyes and saw Chrissy staring at him, his cock buried in her throat. Her cold, glowing, uncaring eyes mocking him. She started to bob her head while continuing to swallow, and massage with her tongue. Kyle was being assaulted on all fronts.

1) His balls were being expertly manipulated by Chrissy's tail. 2) Her tongue was sliding around and stroking his shaft. 3) Her throat was constricting and squeezing his entire cock. 4) Her bobbing motion caused all this to be experienced along the entire length of his cock.

Kyle could not hold out any longer. Chrissy's gaze beckoned him. He looked further and saw her massive tits hanging and swaying with the motion of Chrissy's head bobbing. He felt his orgasm building deep inside him. He was going to cum in Chrissy's throat, and there was nothing he could do to stop it.

Chrissy's tail felt Kyle's balls pull up to his body. She grinned around his cock. "I've got you now" she thought. She relaxed her tail and let the balls pull up, as she felt Kyle's cock start to twitch. Then her tail sucked them back in rhythm with each spurt they shot up through his cock. Chrissy bottomed out and clamped her mouth down around the base, her bobbing in sync with each spurt from Kyle's cock. She was milking every drop.

Kyle had no more tears. His eyes were bloodshot and his face felt puffy. All the while he had never had such an orgasm. Chrissy's tail was seemingly willing his balls to continue to pump spurt after spurt into her hot and welcoming throat. He could not take the intensity. His eyes rolled back and all started to go black. The only thing he knew was the spurts being shot into Chrissy's mouth, and the sensation of her throat greedily gulping down each one.

As she watched Kyle fade to unconsciousness, Chrissy knew just how she was going to wake him back up.