The Chimera Summoner – Ch 51 (part 2/2) – Jennifer Amelia Montil-Valant Three
Ch 51 part 2-
"Tell me your full name.” I ordered.
“Suh…? Wuhh??” Jennie lolled.
“Be a good girl, and say your name to me.” I pressed. “That's all you have to do and you're a good girl forever. What’s your name, gorgeous?”
Jennifer Amelia Montil-Valant three frowned in what appeared to be genuine confusion, clutching me but thinking hard.
Her pussy spasmed around my thickness and she lost it again, eyes fluttering closed.
I growled as another tiny orgasm rolled over her. Then I cupped her cheek.
“What's your name, sweetheart?” I asked gently.
I was feeling more smug than I ever had in my whole life.
“S…what you don't KNOW?!” Jennie tried, unsteadily. Then she moaned again, as I ground into her, pressing my other hand into her clit. I massaged her to another extremely easy orgasm.
“Say your name.” I taunted.
“I can't with you doing…! DOING…!!! FUCKKKKKK!” She squirmed weakly and came again and again on my cock and fingers.
I kissed her neck, and bit her ears, and shoved my tongue deep in her moaning mouth to dance with hers.
“Say your name and I’ll stop.” I promised. “Just say your name. You know your name, don't you, beautiful?!”
Then I started pounding into her in earnest, wrapping my arms around her back to the tops of her shoulders so that I could control her whole body. I set about beating up her insides as hard and deep as I could.
“I'm je–UUUUGHHHH UGH UGH UGH UGH UGHH FUUCK EEEEHHHH EIIRRRRR!!!” Jennie whined, voice climbing higher and higher into previously inaudible whistle tones.
I started panting. The tightness of her. The way her nails would rake at my back. Her rolling, unfocused eyes. The feverish heat building in her pussy.
Her eyes flew wide and she GROWLED!
“JEN– HAARDER! harder PLEASE!! EIR!” She pleaded.
“Your. name. isn't. Eir.” I snarled, fucking her harder. “Try. Again.”
“Jen–. Jen— uuuuhhh! Uh uh uh uh uh uh! Uhh uhhhh uhhhh uhhh uhhh??!!?”
“Uhhh what?!” I demanded.
“UUUUHHHH! UUUUUHHHH!!” Jennie howled.
“UHH WHAT, SLUT?!” I yelled, fucking her for all I was worth.
Plunging as deep as I could.
Slamming like a battering ram against her perfect little mound.
Gasping against her neck.
Breathing in the scent of sweat and her girlcum spattered all over me.
“Uuhh! Aaahh! A! A cum slut!” Jennie nearly sobbed, her body wracked with waves of pleasure. “I'm ‘cumslut’! I'm ‘fucktoy’! I’m your bad bad bad bad girl! YOUR bad girl! Fuhhuuuck?!”
She came again, making exhausted, startled noises. Like she couldn't believe what she was feeling.
But her body knew, without question.
It was blind, overwhelming pleasure.
She latched onto my shoulder with her teeth and screamed with her full lung power.
It must've been a full calendar minute before she finally went limp.
I pulled out of her gently.
Her arms flopped to the side.
“Hey baby, are you–” I stopped. Then smiled.
Jennie's eyes fluttered, she huffed once, and then drooped. A soft, contented sigh puffed out of her lips. Then a moment later another. Deeper.
Jennie was asleep.
Lucy was sitting on the bed watching with her jaw hanging open. She had even forgotten to pleasure herself. Her fingers were essentially forgotten inside her pussy.
Even Lorna, hovering over us, looked surprised.
I scooped Jennie up in my arms, thankful again for our Levels and the increased strength that came with them.
“Be back in a little while.” I whispered. “Have fun without us. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you.”
I gave each of them a little kiss on the cheek, as they lined up to present them.
“By the way… I LOVE when you all line up for me like this…! It makes me feel about ten million feet tall.” I smiled.
I saw and felt them all swell with pride. And then turn on each other in a lusty frenzy.
Then I carried Jennie out of the room, across the living room, into her own room.
It was neat and Jennie-like. Blankets. Knives. Books. Everything she was about.
She cuddled into me, shivering slightly.
I kicked her comforter open on her bed and nestled her into it.
I kissed her forehead, and tucked her in.
“Eir?” Her voice was tiny. A little confused.
“Hey, beautiful girl.” I said, smiling down at her.
Her hand clutched mine.
“What uhhh..?” She asked.
“You came so hard you forgot your name. Then so hard you passed out. No big deal. No one won or anything. But I did. I won.”
Jennie tried to scowl, but missed. Instead she blushed and smiled.
“This time.” She muttered.
I nodded. “You can try again, any time, Jennifer Amelia Montil-Valant three.”
She blushed even harder. She covered her cheeks with her hands. The rest of her looked just a tiny bit pale. She had passed out, after all.
“I'm gunna get you some water. Be right back.”
In a flash I was returning with two glasses, to sit on the bed next to her.
“Ice or no?” I asked.
“We don't have an ice box…?” Jennie said.
“We have an ice ghost.” I reminded her. “Who dipped her fingers in the ice one, and I can't imagine her fingers did not have pussy on them…. Hmmmm… dibs on ice.”
I handed her the room temperature glass.
Jennie rolled her eyes, accepted it, and slurped thirstily.
“Pervert.” She said as I did the same, giving myself a brain freeze.
“Badge of honor!” I said wincing.
“Let me help.” Jennie said, leaning over.
She pressed her lips into mine, then her tongue came into my mouth.
She was… surprisingly tender.
When she finished she smirked. “Brainfreeze?”
I blinked. “Gone. Good trick.”
A pause.
I gave myself a brainfreeze again.
She rolled her eyes, and grumbled.
But she fixed it again, in the same way.
We stayed and chatted for a little while.
Jennie even consented to let me crawl in her bed and spoon her for a bit, while I ran my hands through her shiny raven hair.
“Hey.” I murmured rested against her supple body, holding her warmth close and reveling quietly in the way she didn't shy away, or make some deflecting joke.
She nestled into me. I tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear so I could admire her sleepy face. She smiled. No smirk. Just a fond acknowledgment that I was looking. And that she liked it.
Jennie hummed, sounding like she might be about to take a little nap.
It just came out of me. Earnestness born of genuine desire that has been waiting, unannounced within me, for a safe moment to emerge.
“Will you be my girlfriend?”