Dominated by the Girl Next Door - Part 6

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A reality show of some sort played in the background as Phil's tongue tended to his neighbor's pussy. He'd been between Chloe's legs for nearly half an hour and in that time she'd looked down at him once and run her fingers through his hair twice. Otherwise, she hadn't even acknowledged him, a fact that proved more arousing than expected.

There was something intoxicating about looking up at Chloe and seeing her smile at the show or text with a friend, all while she steadfastly refused to look down and offer even a smile as he licked and sucked on her perfect, plump, swollen, slippery pussy.

"How would you feel about going out tonight?" she asked just as Phil's tongue and jaw started to get sore from overuse.

"I'd love that," he answered.

Chloe inched her hips forward, grabbed a handful of his hair, and rubbed Phil's face over her wet pussy, spreading her juices over his chin, cheeks, and nose. She laughed at the sight of the mess she'd made, stood, and headed for her bedroom.

"As good as you look wearing my pussy juices, you should really get cleaned up before we go," Chloe said with a smile. "I'll knock on your door when I'm ready to leave."

Phil headed back to his apartment, washed his face, and changed into something more appropriate for a night out. He made sure to grab his phone and wallet and then killed time on the couch as he waited for his beautiful, kinky neighbor to finish getting ready.

Half an hour later, a knock on the door brought Phil to his feet. "Wow, Chloe," was all he could manage to say as he stared at the petite, beautiful girl standing on the other side of the door. She'd changed into a tight, low cut dress and a pair of remarkably high heels. She'd done her hair and makeup, too, and she'd clearly put in a great deal of effort to look good.

Chloe spun around, smiled, and asked, "Do you want me, Phil?"

He nodded.

She smiled. "It's a shame I'd never let you have me, isn't it?"

He nodded again.

Chloe took his hand, pulled him into the hallway, and surprised Phil with a lingering kiss. Her fingers moved through his hair as her tongue pushed into his mouth. Every bit of desire he'd felt while eating her pussy returned and his cock quickly stiffened as he lost himself in a truly fantastic kiss.

"You're a good kisser," Chloe noted as she stepped back and glanced between his legs. "It's too bad you're not dealing with a little more down there. I might have been willing to throw you a pity fuck." She stepped closer, grabbed his cock through his pants, and added, "This dick of yours isn't quite worthy of my pussy, though. I'm not sure it's worthy of anyone's pussy."

Phil was tempted to beg for the pleasure of fucking her, but he knew he'd be wasting his breath. He wasn't even sure he wanted to fuck her. There was a great deal of satisfaction to be had in serving her however she desired, no matter how humiliating it was. Chloe had guided Phil to a wealth of sexual pleasure he'd never imagined he'd enjoy, which made him willing to do whatever she desired.

"Let's go," Chloe said.

She released his cock and Phil followed with his erection forming a tent in his pants. They walked by one of their neighbors - a cute girl about Chloe's age - and she seemed taken aback at the sight of the bulge his throbbing dick had created, though she didn't say a word. Phil was a little embarrassed, but he kind of liked the idea of his neighbor assuming that Chloe was the cause of that erection.

Phil figured he would drive, but there was an Uber waiting for them at the curb as they left the building. He opened the door for her and then joined Chloe in the backseat.

"I expect you to be on your best behavior tonight," Chloe instructed as the driver pulled away.

"Of course," Phil replied. "Where are we going?"

Chloe smiled, reached over, and caressed his leg. "We're meeting Cassidy. She said she wanted to have a little fun with you. I suggested we take you out in public to see what kind of trouble we could get into. I hope you're up for doing exactly as you're told, Phil, because there's a very good chance Cassidy and I are going to come up with some very naughty tasks for you."

Phil glanced at the driver - who was dutifully watching the road even though he was absolutely listening in on their conversation - and looked back at Chloe. "You know I'll do whatever you want."

He'd sucked cock for her. He'd eaten the cum of strangers for her. He'd eaten her pussy and ass countless times. He'd gotten fucked for her. Phil truly couldn't imagine a scenario in which he didn't do as Chloe or Cassidy desired.

"Excuse me, sir?" Chloe said.

"Uh, yeah?" the driver replied.

"How would you feel about my friend here sucking your cock?" she asked.

The driver - who was heavy set and about Phil's age - glanced in the rearview mirror before turning his gaze towards the road once more. Phil couldn't tell if he was seriously considering the offer or if he was merely in shock and trying to gather his bearings.

"Oh, well, I'm not really into guys," he replied.

"You don't have to be into guys," Chloe said with a smile. "You just have to be into getting your cock sucked. You pull over and my friend will get into the front seat with you and see if he can suck you off before we get to our destination. Think of it as a tip. You get paid for driving us and you get to cum in his mouth as a lovely little bonus."

The car came to a stop at a red light and the guy looked over his shoulder as his eyes darted from Phil to Chloe. He looked nervous and there was a touch of sweat on his brow, though Phil couldn't tell if the nervousness was because he wanted to accept the offer of a blowjob from a guy or if the situation made him deeply uncomfortable.

"Is this real?" he asked.

It seemed that the driver was interested.

"Yes, it's real," Chloe said. "Phil - that's my friend - is also my little bitch. He does as he's told because it turns him on to do so. He's not gay, but he's more than willing to go gay for my pleasure, and I've decided it would turn me on to watch him suck your dick while you drive us to the bar. So yes, it's real. You can get your dick sucked right now, and if you can cum before we get the bar, then you get to have an orgasm."

The driver looked at Phil, studied him for a few seconds, and said, "Yeah, okay, I'll do it."

"You heard him, Phil. Get in the front seat. Be a good little bitch and suck his dick. And you better do a good job, too. He deserves to blow his load down your throat," Chloe instructed.

Phil got out of the car, rushed to the passenger side, and got in the front seat. He felt a little awkward, but he reached over and unzipped the driver's pants. He reached inside and was surprised to find a remarkably big cock.

Phil freed the cock, stroked it a little, and then leaned over and got to work. The driver let out an appreciative moan and the car lurched forward as he hit the gas.

"How's my little cocksucker doing?" Chloe asked.

"Good," the driver replied. "It feels...you were right, I guess, because his mouth feels good."

Phil wasn't sure how close they were to the bar, so he sucked with wild abandon. He didn't yet possess a wealth of experience with his mouth, but he'd sucked enough dick on Chloe's behalf to have a good idea of how to give pleasure. Once the driver's shaft was slick with his spit, Phil added his hand to the mix, stroking up and down in concert with his mouth.

"Is he going to make you cum?" Chloe asked.

Phil wasn't sure how much time had passed. His eyes were closed and all he could think about was working the dick in his mouth. He wanted to make Chloe happy, which meant he needed to make the driver cum.

"Yes," the driver answered. "Fuck, it feels really good."

"You can push his head down," Chloe said. "You can make him deepthroat that big dick of yours."

A moment later Phil felt the driver's hand on the back of his neck. The pressure - and the surprising strength behind that pressure - pushed the dick into his throat. It was impossible to avoid. Phil's gag reflex triggered and he spit up. The driver relented, but only long enough for Phil to pull back and gasp for air. The pressure arrived once more and once more Phil swallowed dick. He did it over and over, deepthroating at the driver's behest. The cock in his mouth swelled up and the moans coming from the man he was blowing grew louder.

"Cum in his mouth," Chloe encouraged from the backseat. "Show him that he's just a fucking cum dumpster for me. Cum down his fucking throat. Pump your load into that whore mouth."

The driver pushed hard on the back of Phil's neck and his cock swelled up. He grunted and groaned and he must have been cumming. Phil couldn't taste it - the cock was in his throat and the cum was sliding right down into his stomach - but he was being of service. He was offering himself as Chloe desired. He was being used as a cum dumpster, as a whore, as a hole for someone else's pleasure.

"Fuck, that was incredible," the driver said as he released his grip on the back of Phil's neck.

Phil's head popped up and he wiped his mouth clean. He coughed and a little bit of cum from his throat moved to his mouth. The salty, bitter taste coated his taste buds but he let it linger there as the kinkiness of what had just unfolded in the car washed over him.

"Is your dick hard, Phil?" Chloe asked.

"Yes," he answered.

She laughed. "You're such a little bitch. Cassidy is going to love that you just did that."

The driver pulled up to the bar and quickly tucked his cock back into his seat. "Have a good night," he said. "And thanks for the blowjob."

"You're welcome," Chloe replied as she stepped out of the car.

Phil followed and walked behind his neighbor as she headed into the bar. She deftly wound her way through the crowds of people until she found Cassidy. The girls shared a quick embrace - and Phil noted that they both looked astoundingly hot in tight dresses - and then Chloe leaned in and said something into her friend's ear.

"Oh my god!" Cassidy replied as she looked at Phil. "You're such a whore!" She said it with a smile on her face, though, like she was utterly delighted at what he'd done. "I can't believe I didn't get to watch! You know how much I love seeing you suck dick like a little slut."

That was true. Sometimes it seemed to Phil as though Cassidy enjoyed watching him surrender to a man even more than Chloe did.

"Okay, you know what?" Cassidy said as they all gathered around the high top table she'd staked out. "I've been watching the bartender all night and I'm pretty sure he's gay."

Chloe smiled. "What did you have in mind?"

Cassidy looked at Phil and she too smiled, though in her case it was perfectly clear that was some seriously naughty intent behind the delighted look on her face. "I was thinking that I could offer him Phil's throat in exchange for free drinks all night."

Chloe looked at the bartender and then back at her friend. "You think he'd take that offer? He's a good looking guy so I'm not sure he'd have any trouble getting a guy to go home with him tonight."

Phil should have been appalled at the way the girls were treating him as if he was nothing more than a piece of meat to be whored out for their benefit. He wasn't, though, which was humiliating in its own right. Instead, he was turned on at the idea of being used like a piece of meat. It was as if Chloe had so thoroughly dominated him that Phil no longer thought of himself as anything other than an object for her pleasure.

"Should I offer him something better?" Cassidy asked.

Chloe nodded.

Cassidy came around the table and grabbed Phil's cock through his jeans. She leaned in and he felt her lips brush against his neck in a manner that left his body tingling with desire. "I suppose it won't be the first time you've been used for a stranger's pleasure, will it?" she asked.

Phil shook his head.

"You like being used, don't you?" she asked. "You like being used for our benefit, for our pleasure, don't you?"

"Yes," he answered.

"You won't mind being used all night long for our amusement, will you?" Cassidy asked.

Phil shook his head. He was all in. He was willing to be an object for his neighbor and her friend to use. He was willing to do whatever they desired in the name of providing them both with the thrill they craved.

Cassidy squeezed his stiff cock, kissed him on the neck, and walked away. She headed straight for the bar, got the bartender's attention with a quick wave of her hand, and leaned closer to talk to him.

After a few moments the bartender looked at Phil and smiled as he listened to Cassidy's offer. Phil wanted to look away - there was something so humiliating about being assessed like a piece of meat - but he held the bartender's gaze.

Eventually, Cassidy returned to their table with a naughty smile on her face. "Let's go," she said before taking Phil's hand and leading him towards the bar.

They didn't stop at the bar, though. Instead, they walked behind it and through a door marked 'Employees Only.' Chloe shut the door behind her and the bartender sat on a tall keg with a smile on his face.

"Phil, this is Eli," Cassidy said.

The bartender looked Phil up and down and then stood and unzipped his pants.

Chloe stepped next to Phil, kissed his cheek softly, and whispered, "You know what to do, Phil. Show us that you know your place. Show us that you're willing to earn the chance for an orgasm before the night is over. Show us that you deserve to watch as Cassidy and I get fucked tonight, that you deserve more than the sore throat and the sore ass you're going to have after Eli is done with you."

Phil's asshole clenched at the idea of being fucked by the bartender. It was inevitable, though, for he wasn't going to walk away. The allure of submitting to Chloe and Cassidy was too intoxicating. He approached Eli and dropped to his knees. He slipped his fingers into the bartender's pants and freed his cock. He wrapped his lips around the flaccid shaft and looked up at the man he'd been offered to.

The sounds of masturbation reached Phil's ears as he sucked cock and he delighted in the fact that Chloe and Cassidy were turned on by his willingness to be a whore. Their pussies sounded wet, too. Part of him hoped they wouldn't cum, that they'd remain turned on and let their desperation drive them to bring a man home so that Phil could spend part of his evening watching the two beautiful girls get fucked.

"Stand up," Eli said after a lengthy blowjob that left his cock stiff and Phil's jaw sore.

Phil stood and watched Eli pull a condom from his pocket, tear open the wrapper, and roll it down his cock. The latex-wrapped shaft would soon be in Phil's ass. It would penetrate his tight hole and fill his rectum. It would fuck him as Cassidy and Chloe watched with lust in their eyes.

"Turn around and take your pants off," Eli instructed.

Phil spun around and lowered his pants. He felt Eli's hand on his upper back and he bent over and grabbed one of the kegs for balance.

"Why is this so hot?" Cassidy asked as Phil felt the tip of a stiff cock press against his asshole.

Chloe smiled. "I have no fucking idea, but it is, isn't it?"

Phil winced at the pain of being penetrated but he saw pleasure on the faces of both girls standing just a few feet away. That pleasure was from his willingness to be used, to be bent over, to be fucked like a common whore.

"Fuck him hard," Cassidy said. "Use his ass hard. Abuse it for your pleasure. Do whatever the fuck you want with him."

Eli grabbed Phil's hips and fucked him hard. It was painful at first. Just as it had been the first time he'd been used for the pleasure of the two girls masturbating in the bar's back room. It was pleasurable, too. Pleasurable because he was making Chloe and Cassidy happy, because their pussies were wet from watching him take it up the ass. That pleasure was well worth the pain and humiliation of being fucked by a man.

"He's fucking tight," Eli said.

"That's the joy of fucking a straight guy," Chloe replied. "A straight guy who's willing to bend over because he loves being a good little bitch for us."

Eli fucked him harder. The pain had lessened to a dull ache by that point, though, and Phil couldn't quite escape the twisted sense of erotic delight he felt at the idea of Eli cumming from the pleasure of using his ass. It was dark and dirty and humiliating, and yet he'd reached a place where he fed on that humiliation.

"Fuck, I'm cumming!" Eli cried out.

Phil watched Chloe and Cassidy masturbate furiously. Their dresses were up around their waists and both girls had pulled their panties aside. Their cunts were slippery and their labia plump with desire. Neither seemed like they were going to cum, but they clearly could have if they wanted to.

Eli pulled out, smacked Phil's ass with enough strength to make it hurt, and said, "Thank you, ladies. You were right about him being a good fuck. That means free drinks for you."

Phil looked back to see Eli pull the condom from his cock. He moved to toss it aside but Chloe said, "Actually, would you mind adding that to Phil's drink? I think we'd both like to see him slowly sipping on your cum, maybe even getting a little bit drunk off of it."

Eli smiled. "With pleasure."

He tucked his dick back into his pants, smacked Phil's ass once more, and headed back to the bar.

"Was that fun?" Chloe asked as Phil remained bent over with his ass exposed.

"It was fun doing as I was told," he replied.

Cassidy came closer and rubbed her fingers over his lips, coating them with her pussy juices. "Are you sure it wasn't just a little bit fun to bend over and take cock in your ass, Phil? I know you tell yourself that you do it because we want you to, but I think there's a part of you that enjoys being used for pleasure, even if it's a man's pleasure."

He wasn't sure what to say. She wasn't entirely wrong, and yet it felt far too humiliating to admit to something like that.

Chloe smacked his ass, drawing Phil's attention to the pain. "It's okay," she said. "You don't have to admit it. We both know it's true, Phil. It's just who you are, or who I've turned you into. I guess we'll never really know. Now, put your pants back on. There's a cummy drink waiting for you, and of course Cassidy and I have to pick out the men we're bringing home tonight."

"Maybe we should have Phil do cock checks for us," Cassidy suggested as he pulled his pants up.

"Cock checks?" he asked.

Cassidy smiled and nodded. "Yeah. Neither of us wants to fuck a guy with a small dick - like yours, for instance - so we could have you take each guy to the bathroom to give a quick blowjob to make sure he's got a nice big cock. If he doesn't, you let him know that he doesn't get to come home with us. It would be up to you if you want to finish him off with that whore mouth of yours."

Phil somehow found the idea both revolting and arousing.

"Oh, I love that idea," Chloe said. "I wonder how many dicks you'll get to suck tonight before you find a nice big one for each of us?"

They both seemed so excited at the idea - gleeful, really - that Phil was quite certain he'd suck more than a few cocks before the night was over. It was their glee that made him want to do it, though. He couldn't escape the arousal he felt at the idea of serving both beautiful girls. He wanted to do whatever it took to make them happy. If they wanted him to be a cocksucker then that's what he'd do.

Plus, they'd reward him. They always did, and if that reward was watching them both get fucked and cleaning up afterwards, that would make every bit of cocksucking he had to do well worth it.