Gilda's playtoy

Day 2

>You're walking down the street while keeping a careful eye in the sky
>It's not that you're afraid you just don't want to be caught off guard again
>You raise your shopping bag up to level and search inside for one of the many many bottles of pineapple juice inside
>Popping the top you take a swig despite how full you are
>You'd been drinking the stuff for the past 24 hours
>There's no way Gilda wouldn't down ever last drop now, not that she hadn't yesterday
>Unfortunately the skies are empty except for the occasional pegasus
>You finish the bottle and with a heavy heart toss it into the trash can next to you
>Maybe you overestimated your situation a bit
>Maybe you weren't as big a catch as Gilda made you think
"It was just one time, one time i managed to get lucky."
>You belch as you reach into the bag again.
>Suddenly feeling too depressed to drink anymore you toss the entire bag into the garbage and move on
>You slide your hands into your pockets and hang your head, kicking a rock as you walk
>Suddenly you feel yourself pulled into a doorway
>It's dark inside and you don't know where you are
>A wave of panic fills you
>Panic that quickly climaxes and recedes as you feel a beak nibbling on your ear
>"Keep quiet dweeb"
>You feel her scaled, clawed hand reach into the front of your pants and grab at your dick
>Her hot breath comes in ragged heaves as she nibbles and licks at your earlobe
>Below her talons have managed to avoid shredding your member and her hand is now cupping your package
>She starts rubbing it against your body getting the blood flowing
>You can tell she's standing on her hind legs behind you because her other hand is still grasping your shoulder quite tightly
>Her claws are digging a bit into your left man boob but strangely enough it doesn't hurt as much as it teases
>Her chest is pressed tightly against your back moving up and down as she breathes
>The rocking motion is quite pleasing as it works in conjunction with her hand rubbing you down
>You've long since been erect but her hand keeps your dick down the whole time
>You hear her moan softly and she presses down harder on your junk
>Your ass is moving backward and you feel her stomach pressing against it
>It is surprisingly warm, and her hips seem to be grinding against you
>Finally you get to the point where you can't hold it in any longer and you let your seed spill out
>Gilda feels your release and starts to slow down
>Soon her grinding and hand movements come to a standstill and she lets you go
>You drop to the ground as she yanks her hand out of your pants
>Without a word she turns around and heads out the door
>Down on the ground you just look after her as she opens the door and lets the bright sunlight in
"Gilda, I..."
>"Quiet Dweeb. Or you'll be sorry"
>She points at you threateningly with her cum covered claws
>Taking notice of the new protein she takes a quick lick
>"Hmm. Not bad."
>And again she takes off without another word
>And you are left alone again
>...
>...
>Once the shock passes you pick your sorry ass off the floor and run outside
>You open the lid to garbage can and pull two bottles choking them down at the same time