High School DxD: I'll Summon My Harem

Taro Yuiga awoke to morning light, his body aching from exhaustion as he struggled to rise. When he managed to lift his gaze, he found a woman looming over him - her violet hair cascading over the black robes that strained against breasts rivaling Shion's in size.

Though he recognized her as one of his loyal servants, the current situation spelled trouble.

"F-Fern-san...?"

The cleric-class mage Fern, twenty years old and technically his senior, had joined his faction after a shared incident, traveling alongside her elven mentor before pledging loyalty. Among the household, she occupied the de facto "mother hen" position.

Which made her current expression of exasperation particularly dangerous.

"Just what," she hissed, surveying the wreckage of his room, "have you been doing to make such a mess?"

Taro flinched under her glare, words dying in his throat as she sighed dramatically.

"Taro-sama," she scolded, hands on hips, "you've dirtied your room again."

Her following lecture left no doubt that she knew exactly what "training" he'd been engaged in all night. Then, ignoring his exhaustion, her fingers closed around his half-soft cock.

"F-Fern-san?!"

A mischievous puff filled her cheeks as she began stroking. "I return from pilgrimage to find this?" Her skilled hands worked him to full hardness despite his protests.

Taro—stammered awkwardly, but the girl ignored his half-hearted excuse.

Instead, her fingers tightened around his throbbing cock, stroking him with a slow, deliberate rhythm. Her touch was gentle yet firm, coaxing a ragged gasp from his lips before he could stop himself.

"F-Fern?! Wha—?!"

"You need to be punished," she murmured, her voice dripping with faux innocence. "And for that, I need to make sure you're properly cleaned up first."

Taro could only avert his eyes, his pulse hammering as he swallowed hard.

"Y-Yeah… okay."

A smug smile curled Fern's lips as she resumed her movements, her grip growing more confident. Taro didn't resist—couldn't resist—letting her take full control.

Up and down, her hand glided along his shaft, her palm occasionally swiping over the swollen tip in a way that made his hips jerk.

Shame burned through him, but every time he tried to stifle a moan, Fern doubled down, her fingers working him with ruthless precision.

It was too much.

"I-I'm gonna—! I'm cumming—!"

"Splurt…Splurt…Splurt…Splurt…Splurt!!!"

With a choked groan, he erupted into her hand, thick ropes of cum spilling between her fingers.

"Mmm… So much," Fern purred, admiring her handiwork before bringing her glistening fingers to her lips. 

"And this scent… intoxicating."

"A-Ah… fuck…" Taro panted, utterly spent.

Fern's satisfied smirk only widened as she watched him struggle to regain his breath. But her gaze soon dropped back to his cock—already twitching back to life under her attention.

"Oh? But your punishment isn't over yet," she whispered, her half-lidded eyes darkening with mischief as she leaned in again.

"W-Wait, gimme a sec—"

"No." Her fingers circled his shaft, stroking him back to full hardness in seconds. 

"You're not getting away that easily."

"G-Gh—!?"

Her hands moved like a machine—relentless, practiced, maddening. Taro writhed, torn between pleasure and overstimulation, but Fern's technique was as merciless as ever.

Eventually, as her hands released him, Fern whispered:

"This time... please let me satisfy you."

With those words, she aligned her already wet, dripping entrance with Taro's throbbing length.

Then, slowly, she lowered her hips—

"Nnngh...!"

A soft moan escaped her lips as she took him in completely, sheathing every inch of him inside her pussy.

And as she began to move up and down, the sensation of her tight walls rubbing against his dick forced an involuntary groan from Taro's throat.

Fern only smiled in response, her movements growing more intense with each passing moment.

With every bounce of her hips, the lewd sound of their joining grew wetter, her arousal splattering around them, drenching the space beneath.

At the same time, she wrapped her arms around him tightly, locking his body in place against hers.

Then—she pressed his face into the deep valley of her overwhelming bust, smothering him in the soft, pillowy warmth of her breasts.

Lost in the sensation, Taro's breathing grew ragged.

"Haaah... How do I compare to Zekka's breasts?"

"W-Wha— Fern?!"

"Well? How are they?!"

As she demanded an answer, Fern tightened her embrace, her inner walls clenching around him in unison.

The sudden pressure around his cock forced a strained gasp from Taro as he shuddered.

"Ughh—!"

"So? My breasts are bigger than Zekka's, aren't they? With this size... I can wrap you up completely, Taro-sama."

Her words were punctuated by another fierce squeeze—and beneath her relentless teasing, he could feel himself growing even harder.

"Fufu... You've gotten bigger again."

With a pleased murmur, she resumed riding him, each motion sending waves of pleasure coursing through him. Taro gritted his teeth, trying to hold back—but it was futile.

"Aah—!"

A broken moan tore from his lips, but Fern ignored it, only increasing her pace. Before long, his limit was breached—

"Nnngh!"

With a final, shuddering cry, he came, shooting his load deep inside her womb.

"Splurt…Splurt…Splurt…Splurt…Splurt!!!"

Her walls pulsed around his cock, milking him tightly, coaxing out every last drop until he was left panting, utterly drained.

Even after it was over, Fern remained still for a while, keeping him locked within her warmth.

Then, ever so slowly, she pulled away, revealing the mess of cum that spilled out of her cunt between her thick thighs, dripping onto the floor below.

At the sight, Fern smiled, her expression one of pure satisfaction.

But when she tried to fully pull free, his cock remained lodged inside, refusing to let go. A troubled look crossed her face.

"...The floor's gotten dirty again."

Taro couldn't help but mutter the observation aloud.

In response, Fern hesitated for just a moment before lifting her gaze, her cheeks faintly flushed as she spoke.

"I'll clean it up later. Right now... I'm going to take my fill."

"Eh—?"

"I've held back long enough. So I'm going to indulge... completely."

With that declaration, she resumed her cowgirl riding, and Taro found himself trapped in her relentless pace once more.

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