The Chimera Summoner – Ch 20 (part one) – a delicious morning snack <3

Ch 20–

I awoke with a soft hand clutched around my throbbing cock.

I had rolled onto my back in the night, and Lucy was glued to my side, cheek resting on my shoulder, a bare athletic leg thrown between mine, and her hand buried in my pants.

She was still asleep. But she'd grabbed a hold of me, and her gently pulsing grip had me hard as iron, and leaking onto the thumb she rubbed absently over my crown.

She huffed, and snuggled in more tightly, mumbling slightly in her sleep. She squeezed my cock hard. I couldn't help it. A moan escaped my lips.

I peaked around guiltily, and found Jennie missing from her blankets.

I caught Lorna’s eye and she pointed around the corner toward the nearby water source.

Jennie was either having a little wash or just getting water.

Lorna eyed the bulge in the blanket where Lucy clutched my molten cock possessively and smiled. She drifted to a position where she would be able to see Jennie returning and give a warning.

I pushed relief and gratitude through our bond. And Lorna inclined her head in acknowledgement.  I noticed it seemed a little stronger and clearer.

“Lucyyyy…!” I moaned, nuzzling my lips into her forehead and kissing.

She stirred slightly, her hand starting some tiny pumping actions over the tip of my cock. The softness of her hand felt incredible, slick with my leaking juices.

I growled approvingly into her tousled auburn hair, wrapping my arm around her and squeezing her perfect ass.

“I know you're awake, you little minx.” I breathed.

Lucy's eyes popped open, and gleamed mischief and playfulness at me. She tilted her head up and I kissed her, instantly knowing what she wanted. The kiss quickly went from gentle to passionate. She humped herself into my thigh, urgently, stroking my cock head with more pressure.

We moaned softly into our kiss.

“We have to be quick.” I muttered. “Jennie will be back.”

Lucy nodded, green eyes locked on mine with fervor as she worked us into a rapid frenzy.

She wasted no time.

She worked her talented hand over my cock while her other somehow snaked around and wrenched my pants down excitedly. I was exposed in a single smooth motion. She settled back against my side and ground into my newly bare leg with a soft and adorable growl. She had lost her shorts at some time in the night, and I felt her skimpy panties were soaked.

I lifted slightly to give her a better angle and she slipped her other leg under mine so she could squeeze my leg between hers and hump to her heart's content. She made a rapidly expanding slick spot on me that I found incredibly erotic.

She pumped my cock more urgently, her breath panting hot on my neck.

“Give it to me, Eir.” She begged in a whisper. “Give it to me. Let it go. I promise I'll clean it all up. Please baby.” She twisted her legs around mine like a grappler and rubbed her sopping pussy against me through her little thong. Her hand worked even faster.

“Relax and let me do the work, Eir. I'm made for this. Don't you love how my hand feels on this fat cock? Don't you want to let me lick up your first load of the day? Haven't I been such a good girl? I deserve a treat, don't I? Give me a treat, Eir, please. Pleassssssssseeeee. I want your cummm baby.”

Her voice was hot and raspy on my ear. Her hot breath sent pleasurable shivers all over my body that travelled directly to my growing cock. It was getting harder and harder, swelling bigger and stiffer in her enthusiastic hand.

She buried her face in my shoulder, biting and moaning.

“I can feel you getting harder for me, Eir.” She hissed. “I know that means you're getting close. Don't hold back on me. Don't you keep my cum from me baby, I need it. I need your fucking cum to fucking live, baby, give it to me please. Please please please, I need it, I want to slurp it off you like a good girl should. Feed it to me, Eir. Eir. Uhhhhhgggg… Eir…! Cum for me baby that's it.”

I was nearly delirious under her frenetic ministrations, and her slutty and desperate words, combined with the total sincerity and pleasure I felt coursing through our bond set me off. She nuzzled her soft cheek against my chest, totally fixated on her prize.

I came like an erupting volcano, shooting hot thick globs of sticky liquid all the way up to my neck. It covered my bare torso, spattered on Lucy’s face, and completely covered the hand she kept pumping worshipfully.

“Aaaaahhhhhh, yes right onto my tongue! Yes, Eir, that's what I needed. That's so good, baby. Fuck, you cum so good for me! Your big strong cock shoots this delicious cum so FAR! I fucking love you. I fucking love this cock. I fucking love this cum. My cum. My cum! Thank you, Eir. Thank youuu.” She shuddered as a tiny orgasm fluttered over her.

She sat up, trembling and crawled partway on top of me and started eagerly lapping up my cum. She worked rapidly over my chest, giving special attention to my aching breasts, swollen and heavy. She gave me exaggerated kisses on each puddle of her salty prize and slurped it up loudly, groaning lewdly as she did.

I felt her deep satisfaction pouring from our bond and she proudly consumed the fruits of her labor. I had cum FAST.  And she was overflowing with pride that she had been the cause. She could feel my burning attraction to her, and the intense, mind blender she had put me through. I was floating out of my body.

And it made her heart beam like the sun.

She finished cleaning up around my pelvis, lovingly slapping my still hard cock against her smile-dimpled cheeks one after another. Her face was a little cum smeared. And she looked incredibly smug about it. Well-earned war paint.

A huge, happy sigh rumbled out of my throat as she struggled and worked my cock into hers.

With one last determined shove, she forced herself down all the way. She tensed once, and then settled, wiggling her ass in the air proudly as she nestled her face into my crotch.

I wound my hands tightly in Lucy’s autumnal hair and squeezed with satisfaction. Her long bunny ears laid back and her eyes glazed over, completely cockdrunk. She lazily caressed her tongue over my balls, making lewd, happy little gagging noises as she squeezed me with her throat.

A polite cough from the corner.

I popped my eyes up, and followed Lorna’s pointing finger, to the tunnel Jennie had gone down.

Jennie’s blue eyes blinked at me from the darkness.

“Eeeep!” She vanished in a whirl of mist.

I sighed, chuckling to myself. I didn't mind a little voyeurism between friends. Not if it was Jennie. And I KNEW Lucy didn't mind. She'd love people to see her achievement.

I reluctantly pulled Lucy up by her hair. She slipped my cock free of her throat with a loud squelch. She wriggled away and cleaned me up again, this time of her own puddle of drool.

The vision brought me back to full, throbbing erection. She responded with an eager grasp, but I pulled her firmly up my body to my face and gave her a sloppy kiss.

“I want to always wake up with you.” I said simply. Bare honesty was about all I could string together, right then.

Warm, loving, splendor blossomed over our bond.

I hadn't quite realized how much she loved being told she was wanted. Appreciated. Treasured.

I resolved to actively look for opportunities to shower her with every genuine word of praise I could.

“You are so gods damned sexy, you make me want to spend every second in a bed with you exploring and experimenting and learning and fucking your perfect curvy goddess body into a happy, stupid puddle of pretty happiness.” I growled.

It sort of poured out of me once I started.

Huh. Maybe this was my thing too.

Lucy looked like she might genuinely explode with happiness. She made a couple of gushy, incoherent squeaks and then wrapped around me like an octopus and squeezed for all she was worth.

I grunted in mild pain. “Lucyyyyy my ribs!”

She softened. A little.

“We have to get up. Jennie is waiting for us to finish.”

Lucy sat up and whipped around, eyeing the empty tunnel sternly.

“Come here, Jennie.” She said surprisingly sharply.