SSS-Rank Pervert: Reincarnated in the World of Summoners-Chapter 72: Behold the Wickedness

Emily was leaning forward, her hand moving without hesitation as her fingers wrapped around my cock head.

She wasn’t nervous or scared anymore.

She was curious, rubbing the sensitive tip with exploratory touches, examining this new thing that had awakened something primal inside her.

She collected the remaining cum from my cock head with her fingertips and brought it close to her face, pressing the sticky white substance between her thumb and forefinger, watching it stretch and cling with fascinated eyes.

In her excitement, she remained completely oblivious to the fact that her toe had found its way inside poor Rebecca’s mouth.

The old woman was trying to say something beneath her foot, probably curses, but whatever emerged sounded like alien gibberish muffled by Emily’s heel.

I looked down at Emily with raised eyebrows. "What?"

She gazed up at me with pleading eyes that sparkled with desperate need. "I want it again."

"Sorry," I said casually, already turning toward the other women, "your turn’s over. I need to give pleasure to others too."

But before I could take a single step, her hand shot out and grabbed my dick firmly, refusing to let me go. Her grip was surprisingly strong for someone who looked so delicate.

"Please!" Her voice trembled with desperation, her expression even more pleading than before. "Just for some time. I need to feel that same sensation again."

I looked at her pitiful state and sighed. "Fine. But first, beg for it properly."

I pointed at my cock still clutched in her trembling fingers.

She swallowed her remaining pride and spoke without hesitation. "Please, sir, put your monstrous cock inside my pussy. It feels so empty without it."

But before I could respond, her friend Lena rushed forward with panic in her eyes.

"Emily, what the hell is wrong with you?!" She grabbed Emily’s shoulders desperately. "Snap out of it! He’s using some kind of magic to control you! Don’t—"

Emily completely ignored her. She rose to her feet, accidentally stepping on Rebecca’s already abused backside in the process, drawing another muffled cry from the old woman.

Without a shred of shame, Emily laid herself on the edge of the bed and spread her legs wide, using her own fingers to part the glistening walls of her pussy.

"Sir, please," she begged, her voice thick with need, "piss inside me just like you did to Madam Rebecca. Fill me with that mysterious pee—"

SLAP.

Lena’s palm connected with Emily’s cheek before she could finish. Her friend’s face was red with fury.

"Enough of this madness!" Lena shouted, trembling with anger. "Do you even hear yourself?! Asking for a disgusting cock and worse, his pee inside your vagina?! Have you completely lost your mind?!"

I didn’t appreciate how my art was being portrayed by this ignorant woman.

My gaze drifted to the side where Rebecca was being helped onto the couch by a few of the remaining girls. The moment my eyes fell upon them, they released her instantly and scrambled backward in fear.

Rebecca slid right back down to the floor like a cartoon character, her body folding in ways that made my own back hurt just watching.

These girls were terrified of me now. They genuinely believed my divine cock had the power to drive women completely insane, just like Emily.

’Well, they’re not entirely wrong.’

Then Emily’s voice cut through the silence, drawing everyone’s attention.

"Trust me, Lena, it’s not like that." Her voice carried a strange mixture of shame and conviction.

"I haven’t lost my mind. Honestly, I have lost it, and I know how depraved this all sounds. But trust me, when that thing goes inside, when it enters your pussy and stretches you open so forcefully, it feels like fire and heaven combined."

She shuddered at her own memories. "It is so addictive that when it leaves, your pussy just wants to be stretched again. Torn again. Wrecked again."

Her face flushed with deep shame as she continued. "You called it disgusting, Lena, and I feel disgusted with myself too. I know how low I have fallen. But then my pussy screams at me to forget everything else. The urge overwhelms all reason and makes me want to take it again and never let it go."

She looked directly at her friend with fevered eyes.

"I want it as deep as it can reach. As rough as it can get. And trust me, Lena, once you experience it, you’ll feel exactly the same way."

Lena’s face had turned crimson. Her voice came out broken and shaky. "I will ne... never... do that."

An idea sparked in my mind.

"Emily," I said with a grin, "if you truly want my divine dick and the sacred seed it produces, then make your friend submit to me. Serve her hole to me on a platter. Make her feel the same sensation you felt and show her the beauty of this act."

Before I even finished speaking, Emily had already turned and lunged at Lena, both hands shooting behind her friend’s neck and pulling her close.

"What?!" Lena screamed in shock.

But it was too late. She was already locked in Emily’s grip.

Emily fell back onto the bed, dragging Lena down with her. In one swift motion, she maneuvered their bodies into position.

Emily lay beneath with Lena on top, their bodies aligned in opposite directions. A perfect sixty-nine, with Emily’s face positioned inches away from Lena’s pussy pointing downward.

Emily’s head hung slightly off the edge of the bed, looking at me upside down with hungry anticipation.

"Have it," she breathed. "Destroy it. Make my bestie feel so incredible that she never questions me about this again."

Lena barely managed a single syllable. "Wha—"

Emily’s legs instantly wrapped around her friend’s head like a vice, pulling Lena’s face directly into her dripping pussy. Forcing her to dig in. To sniff. To taste whether she wanted to or not.

Emily’s pussy was convulsing rapidly with desperate need, the itching urge driving her wild. This arrangement was perfect for satisfying that craving.

I moved closer, thoroughly satisfied with this development.

Before I could even reach for Lena’s legs flailing helplessly in the air, Emily grabbed them herself and spread them wide apart, presenting her friend’s virgin pussy to me like a gift.

Lena’s protests came out garbled and muffled, her mouth pressed firmly against Emily’s soaked folds. "Emmffy NNNGH! Whff da heffck— leff goph of mmphy legh! MMMPH! Yrrr hurphing mmme!"

"Spread your legs for sir," Emily commanded from below, "or I’ll make this much worse for you."

I smiled at their beautiful arrangement and positioned myself between Lena’s forcibly spread thighs.

Her virgin pussy glistened with fear and involuntary arousal, the pink folds swollen and waiting.

I adjusted my cock against her tight entrance and pushed inside her untouched depths.

GLUUUUCK.

Her virgin walls stretched around my invading length, gripping me with incredible tightness as I sank deeper into her wet heat.

The sensation of breaking through her innocence sent electricity up my spine.

My first thrust was deliberately slow, savoring every inch of her formerly pure pussy swallowing my cock.

My heavy balls swung forward and slapped hard directly against Emily’s face waiting below making PLAP Sound.

But I didn’t care about being gentle anymore.

I went rough. Brutal. Giving both of them exactly what they deserved.

My next thrusts drove deep and hard, making me feel the incredible heat and immense pleasure of her tight walls milking my dick. Each pump drew out sounds from Lena that were half scream, half moan.

"It’s too big... nnngh... I hate it... but... shit... no..."

Her protests dissolved into incoherent whimpers as I continued my relentless assault.

SHLUP-SHLUP-SHLUP.

Her pussy was the wettest I had encountered, producing juices at an astonishing rate. The slick fluids leaked out around my cock with every thrust, making her insides impossibly slippery.

So much spilled out that it splattered everywhere, coating both my swinging balls and Emily’s eager face below.

Lena had unknowingly given Emily perfect payback for squirting on her earlier.

But Emily was loving every drop of it. Her tongue emerged to taste my heavy balls each time they slapped against her face, licking up the mixture of my skin and Lena’s sweet nectar.

The combination of my wet balls and her soaked forehead created a new symphony of sounds.

PLAP-PLAP-PLAP-PLAP.