The Chimera Summoner – Ch 37 – moonlight possession (3/3)
Part 3 --
I repeated, a little harder.
“YES!” she snarled. “That’s better. AGAIN!”
I happily obliged, spanking her as she ground her hips on me and squeezed her little titties as hard as she could.
I let her enjoy the spankings until she’d had her fill, obeying the siren call of her order ‘AGAIN!’ until her voice was ragged, and her breasts and butt cheeks were both bright red from abuse.
Lorna collapsed onto her hands, propping herself over my face. “Now I want you to do what I can feel you’ve been waiting for. Fuck us. Fuck us like you want to break us. Do it. Do it NOW.”
“Yes, princess.” I growled.
I lifted her hips up to make room, and then started pumping up into her with furious abandon.
Her groan sent a rush of cool air into my ear.
“Lorna.” I grunted.
“Good girl…good girl…Just like that, that’s so good. You’re so strong. You’re fucking me so hard, Jennie’s going to feel that big girlcock inside her for a week. Bruise this pussy with your…fuck! Yes! YES! Uuuhhh uh uh uh UH UH UH UH!”
She nodded, clinging to me for dear life as I pummeled her already incredibly sensitive pussy.
“I want to try something.” I managed to pant.
She nodded. “Do it.”
I laughed, still pumping into her.
“Don’t you want to know–?”
“Surprise us.” She moaned, clasping my neck and slipping her tongue around my ear. Each thrust elicited a lovely moan straight into my ear.
“Tell me how this is.” I said.
[Paramore’s mending]
My Pleasure reserves were overflowing, and I poured all of it into the biggest heal I could muster.
Golden sparks surrounded us in a glowing aura. I felt Lorna brace herself as she realized what was about to happen. The magic rushed into her in a massive torrent.
She had just enough time to gasp in a deep breath before a colossal orgasm overtook her body. She latched onto me, holding on painfully tight. She clamped her teeth into my shoulder and screamed a wild, delicious sound.
Over and over her chest heaved against mine, as I pumped feverishly into her pulsing, gushing cunt.
Feral, panting groans burst from Lorna with each ragged breath. Wild. Savage. Possessive.
Over and over, in short bursts, her teeth prickled my shoulder as she screamed and moaned.
Her orgasm went on and on. Her whole body shook. Her bite was JUST short of drawing blood, as she became insensate.
From her bond, I felt the usually complex and near constant stream of thoughts and intentions melt and flow into a single, focused experience that obliterated every other thought and concern.
From her, I felt only pleasure.
It was nearly a minute of insane, drenching cumming. She released me, and pushed up on trembling arms to throw her head back and send a silent howl into the night sky.
Finally it passed, and she hung her head limply, letting her waterfall of blue hair fall around her face and into mine, in an undignified tangle. She panted, desperately trying to catch her breath.
I paused my relentless assault on her, and let myself catch my breath as well.
“You seemed to like that.” I smirked.
Lorna’s eyes popped open. Her eyes took a moment to focus properly, and find me.
I felt a surge of pleasure at the sight, and my cock twitched powerfully inside her, causing her eyes to go back unfocused as she sighed, and ground herself against me.
“I…felt…goooood… soooo. Good. Good. Girl. Good girl.” Lorna praised me, through her panting. “Again.”
I raised an eyebrow. I genuinely wondered if it would break her.
“Are you tired?” I petted her hair fondly, tucking some behind her ears so I could see her better. “Do you need a break first?”
“NO! AGAIN!”
I chuckled.
“I want it again.” Lorna snarled, tenaciously.
I raised a surprised eyebrow at the worn out looking woman panting on top of me.
“Are you sure you can handle that?” I inquired. “And is Jennie doing alright?”
Lorna closed her eyes, and a look of concentration passed over her. When she opened back up, one of her eyes was Jennie’s brown.
“AGAIN.” They demanded, with one voice.
I grinned. I started moving again, getting a sigh of lazy delight. She blinked and once again only Lorna’s icy blues were present.
I topped my Pleasure reserves back up quickly, soaking up the intoxicating feeling of fucking my lover.
She leaned backwards, working herself up and down on my shaft. I put my hands on her hips and enjoyed the sight of her body stretched and displayed for me. I knew she could feel my gaze on her, and she put on a show, licking her hand before reaching between her legs to frantically strum her clit as she rode me. She picked up the pace, making her perfect tits bounce for me.
I felt heat rising in my shaft, but held off. I wanted to wring out every ounce of pleasure she had. I wanted to drive her beyond anything she’d felt before.
I knew her pleasure had only built since we had started. Each stunning orgasm had been easier and easier to drive her to. The last one had been shattering.
If I did it again? I wasn’t sure. But I was desperate to find out.
[Paramore’s mending]
I poured every drop of Pleasure I had into the Skill, pushing it to its very limits and pressing for more. I wanted to break her in the most pleasurable way she could stand.
Lorna threw her head back and screamed my name. Her hips went wild, thrusting in uncoordinated but desperate movements as she convulsed like she was being electrocuted. Her eyes rolled back, her mouth hung open as she came harder than I had ever seen anyone cum.
She rocked so wildly, I had to lean up and grasp her sides to keep her from falling.
She froze for one second, screwing up her face in excruciating bliss, and then fell backward, completely abandoning herself to my support, as her pussy started gushing over my cock. She made feral grunting sounds, as her stomach clenched over and over, sending wave after scalding wave of girl-cum over me.
“I’m close!” I gasped, desperately. “Do you–?”
“Inside!” Lorna or Jennie screamed. Their eyes were flickering back and forth between colors with every blink in a slightly dizzying sequence. “CUM INSIDE ME, OR ELSE, NERD!”
“Fuck! Why was that sexy??” I gasped, as pleasure lanced down my spine. “Nope. Don’t care. Fuck. FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKUCK! Lorna! Jennie! Yes! Take it!”
The boiling pressure that had been building up inside me came rushing out as I pumped what felt like a gallon of cum deep into her willing pussy.
I pulled her into me and roared as I stuffed her with more and more of my cum. I could feel her fill up, and each new spurt of hot liquid spattered from her overflowing cunt, as our combined juices covered us.
More and more, harder and harder, we desperately clung to one another, grinding together with animalistic desperation and sheer, mind shattering satisfaction. A complete lack of technique or control made up for with enthusiasm and effort. It felt like my body was trying to pump out five loads instead of one.
Good. She deserved it all.
I fell back, still holding her, and we held our tight embrace as my cock pumped its final sticky offering into her core.
She clung to me, gasping and trembling as her pussy twitched around me.
We lay for nearly half an hour in silence, just breathing together.
Utterly relaxed, and totally satisfied, I felt like I could be happy if we never left that little secluded cliff by the sea.
Lorna started moving, and I wrapped an arm firmly around her, to let her know I would not be releasing her yet. But she was only moving so that she could press her lips into mine. They were a little chilly.
“I need to release our dear Jennifer soon.” Lorna murmured. “She’s getting quite chilly.”
“Oh. Fuck.” I muttered, feeling pleasure drunk and struggling to order my thoughts. “Ok. How…?”
Lorna closed her eyes. A cloud of blue mist rushed out her nose and mouth, flowing smoothly in an icy wind to reform into the regal, lovely ghost that I knew and loved.
Jennie’s brown eyes popped open blurrily.
She shivered and nuzzled into me.
“Fuuuuck, why have you not been using that Skill on us every TIME?!” She demanded, nuzzling into me accusingly. “I thought I might fucking die. Gods, my pussy is going to be so SORE!”
I wasn’t used to Jennie being so… comfortable? Intimate? She never let either me or Lucy cuddle her after any of our adventures before…! But here she was. NUZZLING ME!
I tried hard to act normal. I felt like a skittish cat had finally chosen to sit on my lap. Be cool. Don’t scare her away.
I cautiously ran my fingers through her long black hair, really softly.
She ground herself into me with relish.
YES!
Then she popped up and strutted into Lorna’s waiting embrace.
Damn, well, I got a good minute of after-cuddles. That’s new!
“I cannot thank you enough.” Lorna murmured. “This is a gift more precious to me than I can express. I will not forget–”
“Shush.” Jennie ordered. “Be solid.”
I saw Lorna turn substantial. Just in time for Jennie to plant a sloppy, sexy kiss all over her face. She responded with surprising enthusiasm. I don’t know why, but it still shocked me to see my ever dignified ghost-girl open her mouth and lewdly tongue battle our favorite rogue, with many a moan and an unnecessary amount of exchanged saliva.
“Fuck.” I muttered, feeling my cock start to swell.
They looked at me, as Lorna faded back to the ethereal.
“Pervert.” Jennie scolded. “You’d think no one had ever taken care of this greedy girl.”
Lorna chuckled, kissing Jennie’s hand. “She’s just very fond of us.”