CHAPTER#07

"I have an idea." Mike placed his hands on the back of her head. Abella's whole body was made of stone, and she was extremely strong. "I want you to relax. Let me know if this is uncomfortable."

"Okay." Mike's dick slid back into her mouth, and he eased it in until he reached the back once more. Abella's body was suddenly rigid, and she didn't move an inch as he gently pumped himself into her face. Her tongue danced around the length of his shaft, and he began moving harder, thrusting in slightly deeper with each push. The gargoyle was unfazed, but her cheeks had darkened, and one of her hands was slowly massaging the outer folds of her pussy, exposing her ruby clitoris as she tugged gently on her lower lips.

"Oh, yeah, just like that." Mike moved faster, amazed at the gargoyle's resilience. She didn't budge, and he held on to the back of her head, shoving farther and farther. The back of her throat narrowed, his dick bending slightly to follow the path of her throat. She placed a hand on his hip to slow him down, adjusting her body and lowering her head so that her throat was parallel to his shaft.

"Try it now," she muttered around the sides of his dick. Mike pushed forward, his dick sliding past her tonsils and straight down her throat. He cried out in surprise - her throat was much warmer than the front of her mouth by several degrees, and the sudden temperature change made him tremble in delight. Abella moaned, sending vibrations through his entire dick, causing his balls to tighten up against his body.

"Oh shit!" He face-fucked the gargoyle relentlessly, holding onto her head for support, going up on his tiptoes to sink ever deeper into her face. Every time he bottomed out in her throat, she gargled the large pool of precum and saliva that had gathered in her mouth. One hand furiously working her three-sided slit, she grabbed Mike's ass with her other, pulling his hips tight against her face.

"Abella!" Mike cried out, and he came, filling her throat with his cum. Abella moaned, then shrieked, her face and chest turning dark as his cum triggered an orgasm of her own. Clamping down on his ass, she lifted him off the ground to suck him in as deep as possible while leaning back to get better access to her pussy. Mike noticed in astonishment that she was using the tip of her tail to penetrate herself, moaning while she bounced up and down on it.

"N'glah!" Abella grabbed Mike with both hands, pulling her mouth off his dick. Cum and saliva dripped from her mouth, pooling on the roof between them. Setting Mike down, she let out a single cry and lowered herself down onto her own tail, gripping the roof hard enough with her hands that she splintered the wood beneath her fingertips. Crying out to the sky, Abella's eyes rolled up in her head and she collapsed on the roof.

"Holy shit!" Mike tucked his dick back in his pants, kneeling to check on her. "Are you okay?"

"Yes," she told him breathlessly. "Oh gods, yes. You tasted so good in my mouth, I just couldn't take it anymore."

"Fucking your own tail, huh?" Mike grabbed the tip of her tail, struggling to lift it up. It was coated in her sticky, earthy smelling fluids.

"Oh gods, I'm so embarrassed!" Abella covered her face in her hands. "Please don't tell anybody you saw that?"

"Why? It makes sense, actually." Mike lovingly caressed Abella's thighs, sliding his hand gently across her swollen labia. Abella shuddered, her wings flapping briefly behind her.

"It's a huge taboo," she told him. "I got desperate centuries ago and started doing it in private. Even among other monsters, its considered weird to fuck your own tail."

"I guess I'd have to have a tail to understand," Mike said, wiping sperm off her lips.

"Just, please don't tell," Abella told him.

"I won't," he promised. "But maybe, if it's just the two of us, I'd like to watch you do it again sometime." A big smile crossed his face. "I thought it was pretty hot, Abella. Just like you."

"Mike." She blushed, standing up before him. "I'm so lucky that you're my human."

"Your human, huh?"

Abella nodded. "The others never understood me like you do. And none of them were ever interested in me like you are."

"You're beautiful, Abella." Mike kissed her on the lips. "Anyone who tells you otherwise is an idiot. Now if you don't mind, I need to get down there and cook some dinner before Tink eats my arm."

Abella laughed, taking off into the sky. Swooping back around with wings spread wide, she grabbed onto his shoulders and carried him back to the ground below.

-

Rumbling to a stop in her driveway, Dana turned her car off, spinning the keys once out of habit before tucking them into her pocket. Chewing the same piece of gum she had put in at the beginning of her shift, she climbed the stairs on the side of the garage to the studio apartment up above.

Two years ago, she had gotten very lucky in finding this place. Her freshman year of college over, she had given up on dorm life, wanting a little extra room. While looking for an apartment, she had stumbled across an older woman whose husband had passed away some years back. Dana paid a small amount in rent, and made up for the rest of it in house maintenance, something she had become very good at.

In return, she had given Dana the entire garage to live in. The landlord's late husband had been into muscle cars, and built a beautiful, vaulted garage with a small loft for catnaps and the occasionally shower. Dana had done the work last summer to finish the conversion - she had a small kitchenette with a full bath, and a queen-sized bed.