Chapter 3

Alison and I made love the next day, too. She was so amazingly beautiful, sitting on top of me, grinding her hips into mine, giving me feelings that I couldn’t stand but never wanted to stop. Her body was slender and muscular, like a dancer’s. Her pussy was pink and tight and hairless. I wondered, briefly, how she could possibly groom herself - but the thought was soon lost in a sea of pleasure. When we came, Alison stretched her wings and arched her back, and I couldn’t help thinking that she looked like an angel, despite the obvious intellectual problems with that comparison. We talked and held each other for the rest of the day.

The next day when I arrived at the plant, Mike and Aiden were waiting for me. I had told Mike about Alison - I couldn’t resist - but he hadn’t believed me. It seemed he had told Aiden, too. They were there, in Aiden’s words, “to see this blow-up doll you’re calling your demon girlfriend.” I don’t really like Aiden much.

I tried to say no - refuse to let them in. I was the only one who knew how to pick the locks, after all. But they threatened to break some windows and climb in on their own, so I relented.

Alison happily greeted them and chatted with them like a party host. It didn’t take long, though, before she was on her knees giving Aiden a blowjob. At first she worked on the tip with her lips and tongue, but then she swallowed the entire thing. It was like watching a boa constrictor eat its prey. For five minutes she knelt there, his dick as deep in her throat as it could possibly get. I could see muscles in her throat moving continuously, while Aiden stood there with stupid expressions on his face. Sometimes there were gurgling noises. Eventually he came. She kissed him, and then swatted him on the butt to usher him out of the circle.

That’s when Mike took his turn. He fucked her doggy-style. Her face was down low against the blanket I had brought. Her butt was high and her tail was sticking straight up like a flag pole. As he pushed his way into her pussy, her tail swept across his chest.

Once they got started, Alison commanded him. “Pull my tail!” He gave it a tug. “Harder!” Soon he had both hands on her tail, pulling it like a rope to drive himself deep on every thrust. She screamed loudly: “Fuck yeah! Fuck me good you son of a bitch! Harder!” They came and then got dressed.

The four of us talked for a while. I was miserable. I can’t say I felt betrayed, but I sure as hell felt jealous. It was a feeling of loss. I know she’s a demon, and trapped, but I had started to feel like Alison and I had something special. Now she didn’t even seem to care that I was there. She fucked each of them, again.

After, as Alison casually scooped some come from her pussy with a finger and tasted it, she spoke. “That was a lot of fun, guys. Thanks. But it’s time for you to go now. The rest of the day is just for me and James. But come back again tomorrow!” Mike and Aiden left.

Alison held me silently. I guess she knew I was having trouble with sharing her. Eventually we started kissing and touching each other more seriously. I made her come with my mouth, trying not to think about the other guys’ semen that I was undoubtedly tasting. When I mounted her, I took comfort in the realization that she and I were making love, not merely fucking like she had done with the other guys.

“Hold still a minute,” Alison said, shortly after I had started pumping her. I stopped.

“So far, I’ve been doing it with you like a human girl. But I have certain ... tricks - if you want to see them.” I nodded. I continued to hold still with my cock deep inside her, but I began to feel swirling, rubbing motions inside. It was like several tongues were serving my cock head at once from inside her.

Almost instantly I was on the verge coming, but Alison put a finger on my lips and softly said, “Not yet.” Somehow I held back. Alison put her hands on my butt and pulled me, as a signal to start thrusting again. As I did, the feelings became even more intense. The pressure inside me - the need to come - built up even greater, and I couldn’t contain myself. But again, Alison said, “Not yet,” and somehow I didn’t. It felt like my body was going to burst.

“Okay, now,” Alison said, finally, and moaned. I exploded into her as I felt the relief of climax. It felt like that first jet would have been powerful enough to put a hole in concrete. I kept thrusting into her, and my spasms kept coming, the tongue-things in her pussy never letting up. After probably 90 seconds of ejaculating I stopped, exhausted, and rolled off of her.

“You realize you’ll never be satisfied with human women, now,” Alison teased. “I guess you’re stuck with me!”