Part 29

A single pump of Julia’s hand was all it took.

Chris had been teased for quite some time by the mixed girl, and then edged throughout the recent experiences with his ass. The moment she gripped him properly down there, rather than the small strokes she had been doing to keep him hard, he tensed up and climaxed within seconds. As he did, he let out a high pitched grunt that was a brand new sound to both himself and Julia. The constant push for him to speak and moan like a girl left him in a verbal state where even natural reactions were starting to sound feminine.

After she drew out a single spurt, Julia shifted her hand to cup the tip of his cock, depriving him of the stimulus he really needed to keep going. All the while, she continued thrusting, driving the strap-on into his ass again and again.

Whining in desperation, Chris started rocking his hips towards Julia’s hand. Since she was no longer directly assisting him, the only way he could continue getting off properly was by rubbing himself against part of her palm. It wasn’t quite as pleasurable as before, though it was enough to avoid a total ruin. Due to the new position, he was releasing right into her hand rather than wherever it would normally land on the desk and/or floor.

Julia waited until Chris was mid-moan from a particularly hard thrust, at which point she swiftly brought her hand to his mouth and shoved all the cum she had collected inside.

“Mmm!” His eyes widened at the unexpected delivery of his own load. The salty taste hit him before the texture did, though the combination of the two was unpleasant as well. He was the cliché kind of straight guy who got a little bit grossed out whenever he jacked off and a little bit too much collected on his skin. Now it was literally in his mouth. At the moment, he was too shocked to connect the dots about how Julia was giving him exactly what he said he wanted so many times over the last hour.

Smirking at yet another sound of his that didn’t sound particularly masculine, Julia clamped her hand over his lips and snapped, “Chrissy, swallow! Are you a good girl, or a pussy?!”

Neither! Of course, Chris was in no state to process the either/or, nor did he know how to handle Julia’s dominant energy when she was fucking his ass. Wincing and closing his eyes, he sucked everything he could towards his throat and aimed to swallow it all in a single gulp to be done with it.

The problem was, there was really no getting rid of the taste. Gagging slightly at the uncomfortable sensation of his own cum sliding down his throat, there was still a lingering bitterness and almost metallic aftertaste.

“There,” Julia said, spelling it out for him in case he hadn’t yet realized, “Just what you’ve been begging for, sissy. Cum in your mouth, and a hard cock in your ass.” She punctuated the echo of the crass phrases with one last aggressive thrust, before shifting back and removing the thick toy from his no longer virgin back door. “Well?” Wiping her hand off on his face, she asked, “Aren’t you going to thank me?”

Chris was way too flustered to say anything at the moment. He was still coming down from the orgasm, his ass was sore from how rough Julia had been with her fucking, and this was obviously a far cry from what he had expected to happen in the bedroom with her.

In the awkward silence following her latest round of teasing, Julia circled around to face the blushing ‘girl’ and said, “Close your eyes, Chrissy. I have a gift for you.”

That wasn’t necessarily a good thing, though it was difficult to say ‘no’ to the scantily clad girl who was still looking at him as if he actually had a chance with her beyond the degrading way she had toyed with him ever since they stepped into Amy’s room. That, and Julia’s friendly voice was a confusing contrast to her recent demeanor.

“Good girl. Keep them closed for me, okay?” she said. It wasn’t really a question. Julia started by cupping both of his breast forms, giving a squeeze over the bra. Then, stepping back, she looked his otherwise naked body over and said, “Now I get why you’re a sissy. It’s not that you’re obsessed with cocks and cum, or prefer to wear panties whenever possible. I bet it’s because of this.” She gave his now limp manhood a playful flick, giggling like she did when commented on the size a minute or two ago. He was definitely below average, though Julia also knew that verbally judging pretty much any guy in such a way was bound to make him feel self conscious. And that was before getting into the rest. “I mean, it’s cute, I guess. But we both know that you’re better off playing with a real cock, instead of disappointing anyone with this little thing. Right?”

Chris didn’t say a word. What could he say to something like that? He just focused on keeping his eyes closed and hoping his cheeks weren’t as bright red as they felt as Julia thoroughly insulted his most private area. Even if he could find the words, saying them in a feminine tone would hardly be the best defense against Julia’s assessment.

“Let’s make it official, Chrissy.” After making sure that he still wasn’t looking, Julia reached over and procured a pink cock cage from Amy’s desk, where the sissy toy had been tucked out of sight earlier. “Be a good girl. Tell me what this is.” After another light flick, she informed him what she was fishing for by giving him two bad options. “Your pussy? Or your vagina?”

As she waited for him to answer, Julia positioned the pink toy in front of Chris’s crotch, ready to lock him up at just the right time.

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