I Only Summon Villainesses

As our lips met, I pressed in harder, tasting something metallic and sweet all at once, like danger wrapped in honey. For a heartbeat I only received the tip of her lips. Then her mouth opened, and she kissed back with a hunger that made my spine straighten.

’Oh shit... this is actually happening.’

Her hand around my neck tightened, not enough to choke but enough to remind me who held the power here. The other stayed locked on my rod, moving in slow, deliberate pulses that matched the rhythm of her tongue. I kept my left palm on her small breasts, thumbs circling those hard nipples through the thin fabric, channeling just enough Summoner’s Touch to make her shiver.

Not too much. I wasn’t trying to win this anymore — I was trying to survive it.

Maggie pulled back an inch, eyes half-lidded, that unreadable gaze still boring into me. Her breath came steady, controlled, but her body betrayed her. Those wide, curvy hips shifted closer, as my hands closed upon her huge ass.

”You’re bold tonight... miscreant” she murmured, her voice low and dangerous, almost amused with a calm curiosity laced with threat.

She twisted her grip on my cock again, firmer this time, stroking upward with a slow drag that made my knees buckle.

”Bold enough to put your dirty tongue in my mouth while I could snap you in half.”

I groaned against her mouth, forehead pressed to hers.

”Yeah, well... figured it was worth the risk. You gonna kill me for it?”

She let out a short, dry laugh that didn’t reach her eyes. Then she shoved me back and slammed my back against the wall with surprising strength. The darkness swallowed most details, but I felt everything — her curvy body pinning me, those heavy hips and that enormous ass grinding forward as she straddled one of my thighs. Her small breasts pressed against my chest, nipples like points of fire.

For a moment, neither of us moved. Her hand never left my throbbing rod, now stroking with lazy, torturous pulls. Each slide of her palm sent sparks up my spine. I grabbed her huge ass with both hands — finally — sinking fingers into the soft, heavy flesh that filled my grip and spilled over. Goddamn, it was even better than I’d imagined. Plump, warm, yielding but powerful. I squeezed hard, pulling her closer so her heat rubbed right against me.

Maggie’s breath trembled but she didn’t stop me. Instead she leaned in, biting my lower lip hard enough to draw a tiny sting of blood.

”You like that, don’t you? Touching what’s yours to command... yet I’m the one with your cock in my hand.” Her voice stayed calm, almost conversational, even as her hips rolled in a slow, devastating grind. That ass flexed under my palms with every movement, muscles shifting beneath the softness.

’Fuck... she’s going to ruin me and sound bored doing it? But what are these bait statements, does she really have no idea?’

Perhaps she was moving on instincts?

I slid one hand lower, between her thighs, finding her already slick and scorching. She was wetter than I expected, perhaps even more than she knew. The moment my fingers brushed her folds she clamped her legs together, trapping my hand while still stroking me faster. Her small breasts heaved against me as she exhaled through her nose. No loud moans. Just that intense, focused stare and the way her body moved — precise, controlled, like she was testing every reaction I gave her.

I pushed a finger inside her, then two, curling them while my thumb found her clit. Maggie’s thighs trembled, but she only smiled that thin, dangerous smile and squeezed my cock harder in retaliation. The pressure was perfect — pain and pleasure twisting together until I couldn’t tell which was which.

She trembled terribly. ”After all of this is over... and my body is mine again. I swear to destroy you myself. I will burn you.”

Even as she spoke, she was interrupted by her own steamy moans, and the dripping sound coming from between her legs.

She looked confused, displeased, and pleased and she didn’t stop me. If anything, she rocked her hips forward, riding my fingers while her huge ass bounced lightly in my other hand. The sight — imagined in the dark, felt in every roll of those generous curves—had me rock hard and leaking.

I could picture it clearly: that fat, juicy ass jiggling with each thrust, small tits pressed tight, her face calm but eyes blazing.

I pulled my fingers out and spun her this time — risky as hell — but she let me. I bent her forward slightly, hands gripping those wide hips, that enormous ass presented like a goddamn feast. My cock, still in her grip until the last second, now nudged against her behind. She looked back over her shoulder, calm as ever.

Then slowly, I shifted her habit up, all the way above her ass, unleashing that humongous size right before my eyes.

Maggie’s ass were immense.

The moment, I laid my eyes on them, I could feel my rod hardening even more, and saw it extend an each longer, as though the bastard was even excited.

I raised my hand, staring down at it with a dark look in my eyes. Then when I released my hand, a loud slap resounded across the hall. I witness those shockwave rolls and left an imprint of my hand on her ass cheeks.

A wide grin broadened on my face as giddy feeling surged in my heart.

’This... this is peak...’

Maggie leaned against the pillar, trembled, her face was hidden behind her white hair and she seemed to be struggling with something unable to speak.

From between her thighs, white liquid was rolling down and falling on the ground.

”You vermin. What are you doing to me? Why does that slap feel good you miscreant!” She sounded genuinely enraged and confused.

And it only fueled my resolve. I brought down my hand again and slapped her ass cheeks, her leg shook and she almost fell to her knees, but held on the pillar and stood stubbornly.

Then I touched beneath her, wiped off some of that liquid while making her shiver. I leaned forward and forced my fingers into her mouth, feeding her her liquid, while grinning like an evil vermin that I am.

She almost refused but I shoved them right in.

”You mis—gahhgaaghhaggg”

I shoved them towards her throat making her gag on her words.

Then while she gagged, I thrust in slow — inch by inch — feeling her tight, scorching heat swallow me. Her walls clenched like a vice, even wetter and hotter than her hand had been. That huge ass cushioned against my hips as I bottomed out, soft flesh rippling. I groaned loud, digging my fingers into her curves and pulling her back onto me with every stroke.

Maggie shuddered as it went in first, she went still and silent.

Then with the rest of the strokes, slow and steady, her eye continued to widen. For a few seconds, she was absolutely unreactive as my cock continued to push in and out of her in small patterns.