My Taboo Harem!-Chapter 274: Craving Caves (r-18)

He rose slowly behind them both, cock throbbing heavy and thick—twelve inches of flushed, angry crimson, veins bulging like twisted ropes under taut skin, the flared crown bloated and glossy, slick with pre-cum.

A thick bead was oozing from Sierra’s slit and stretching down the underside in a slow, sticky rope.

Sierra was trembling—ass up, thighs quaking, pussy gaping slightly from his tongue, inner folds flushed dark rose and fluttering, clit swollen and shiny, a fresh trickle of squirt leaking from her entrance down to her tight asshole.

Phei stepped between her spread legs, one hand gripping the base of his shaft—fingers barely meeting around the obscene girth—the other spreading her scarlet cheeks wider. The head kissed her entrance—hot, blunt, pressing against the puffy pink lips that were already parted and leaking, the crown smearing her slick in a glossy sheen.

He didn’t ease in.

He thrust.

The thick crown breached her in one brutal push—stretching her entrance wide, her pussy lips blooming outward then snapping thin and red around the invading girth. A wet, obscene schlick as the first four inches disappeared, veins dragging slow against her fluttering walls.

She cried out, back arching, fingers clawing the leather.

He didn’t pause.

Another hard snap of his hips—six inches now, her pussy clinging desperately, inner walls rippling and spasming around the pulsing veins, trying to adjust to the impossible thickness. Cream frothed immediately at the stretched rim—white and thick, coating the shaft as it tunneled deeper.

Eight inches.

Her limit.

The flared crown kissed her cervix hard—a deep, aching pressure that made her sob. Four inches remained outside—crimson, veined, glistening with her slick—but he didn’t care. He pulled back slow—crimson shaft retreating, dragging her clinging lips outward, thick strings of cream stretching between them like obscene webs—then slammed forward again.

Eight inches buried to her limit.

Her pussy gaped briefly on the withdrawal—pink inner walls visible for a heartbeat, fluttering open—before clamping down tight again as he drove back in. The veins pulsed against her sensitive ridges—every raised line scraping fire across her nerves.

She squirted instantly—clear jets spraying around the thick base, splashing his balls, dripping down her thighs in hot rivulets.

He railed her fast.

Hips pistoning like a machine—hard, relentless, no mercy. Each thrust sent her bubbly ass cheeks bouncing and rippling—the firm globes jiggling with every impact, red handprints blooming brighter from earlier spanks.

Schlick-schlick-schlick-schlick—the wet slap of flesh on flesh filled the Hideout, her pussy making filthy sucking noises every time he pulled out, lips dragging along the veined length, clinging so tight it looked like they were trying to keep him inside forever.

On every deep plunge, her walls convulsed—gripping, milking, fluttering wildly around the eight inches she could take.

The cream thickened into frothy white rings at the base—bubbling out with each withdrawal, coating the untouched four inches in glossy proof of how many times she’d already come apart.

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Sierra stood in front of Maddie now—legs spread, one foot braced on the chaise so her dripping pussy hovered just above Maddie’s arched back. Phei reached forward without breaking rhythm—two thick fingers plunging straight into Sierra’s soaked heat, curling hard against her front wall while his thumb found her clit and rubbed fast, brutal circles.

Sierra moaned—hips grinding down onto his hand, slick gushing over his knuckles.

Every time Maddie’s body jolted forward from a particularly hard thrust, Sierra’s pussy leaked more—clear juice spilling in thick drops onto Maddie’s sweat-slick back, running down the curve of her spine in warm rivulets, pooling in the dip above her ass.

Phei leaned forward—mouth crashing onto Sierra’s in a messy, open-mouthed kiss—tongue thrusting deep while his fingers pumped faster in her pussy, thumb grinding her clit without mercy. Sierra whimpered into his mouth—free hand tangling in his hair, the other braced on Maddie’s shoulder for balance as her hips bucked against his hand.

All while he fucked Maddie senseless.

In—crimson cock disappearing to eight inches, veins pulsing heat against her spasming walls, cervix kissed hard, squirt erupting around the base in forceful sprays.

Out—shaft retreating glossy and veined, her pussy gaping open for a split-second, pink and wrecked, lips puffy and clinging—then slammed back in.

Bounce—her ass cheeks rippling with every impact, jiggling wildly.

In—eight inches claimed deep, pussy clamping vise-tight, cream frothing thicker.

Out—gape, squirt, cling.

In—bounce, slap, squirt.

Faster.

Harder.

Sierra came first—walls fluttering around his fingers, squirting hard over his hand, juice splashing Maddie’s back in hot streams that ran down her sides, mixing with sweat and earlier release. Sierra screamed into Phei’s mouth—thighs shaking—but he didn’t stop fingering her—kept pumping, kept rubbing her clit through the spasms.

Maddie shattered seconds later—pussy convulsing brutally around his cock, walls rippling in violent waves, squirting endless around the thick base, soaking his balls, the chaise, the carpet beneath them. Her ass bounced harder with every aftershock—cheeks jiggling as he kept railing her through it—no slowdown, no mercy, just raw, machine-fast thrusts that made her scream brokenly into the leather.

He kissed Sierra deeper—tongue fucking her mouth the same way his cock fucked Maddie’s pussy—fingers never stopping, thumb grinding her oversensitive clit until she came again, more squirt spilling onto Maddie’s back, running in rivulets over her spine, dripping down to where their bodies joined.

Maddie’s pussy stretched thin and red around crimson girth.

Veins dragging fire.

Gape on every pull-out.

Clench on every plunge.

Bounce. Squirt. Bounce. Squirt.

Heaven.

Pure, filthy heaven.

Phei pulled out of Maddie with a slow, deliberate drag—his crimson shaft emerging slick and shining, veins still pulsing with restrained heat, thick ropes of her cream clinging to every bulging ridge.

Her pussy gaped open for a heartbeat—pink inner walls visible and quivering helplessly, fluttering like they were trying to pull him back in—before clenching shut around nothing with a soft, wet squish.

She whimpered at the loss—high, broken sound—hips rocking back instinctively, ass shaking as she chased the fullness, thighs trembling violently.

He didn’t make her wait.

He lined up again—fat crown pressing against her soaked entrance, hotter now, the Fiery Cock fully awakened, radiating that deep, molten warmth that made her shiver and clench before he even entered. No brutal slam this time. Just deep. Raw. Inevitable.

He sank in inch by thick inch.

The flared head parted her puffy pink lips wide—stretching them thin and glossy red around the glowing girth, her entrance blooming open with a wet, sucking schlick. The first four inches slid home—veins dragging like slow-burning coals against every sensitive ridge inside her, the heat blooming outward, making her walls flutter and ripple in greedy spasms.

Maddie moaned long and low—back arching deeper, breasts dragging across the leather chaise, nipples scraping raw—as the molten fire spread through her core like liquid sunlight.

Five... six... seven...

Eight.

—crown kissing her cervix with searing, velvet pressure, the untouched four inches pressed flush against her ass, hot and heavy like a brand. Her walls clamped down hard—fluttering, rippling, milking him greedily—the inner fire soaking into every nerve, turning her pussy hypersensitive, every vein a spark that made her gasp and shudder.

Then he started to move.

Slow at first—long, deep rolls of his hips that pulled him almost to the crown before sliding back in, smooth and relentless.

Each withdrawal dragged the veined length along her clinging walls—fiery ridges scraping slow pleasure across her G-spot, leaving trails of molten heat that made her moan sharp and needy. Each re-entry filled her completely—his cock burning silk and steel claiming her deep, cervix kissed again and again with that gentle, devastating pressure.

Faster now.

Not brutal. Deep. Raw. Unrelenting.

His hips snapped forward in a steady, powerful rhythm—deep enough that his heavy balls nearly tapped her swollen clit with every hilt, the heat radiating outward, making her pussy pulse and throb around him.

Cream frothed thick and white at the base—bubbling out around the crimson girth on every pull-back, coating the untouched four inches in glossy proof of how wet she was, how desperately she needed this.

Her pussy gaped beautifully on every withdrawal—pink inner walls visible for a split-second, quivering open, slick strings stretching from her puffy lips to his shaft—before clamping down tight again as he plunged back in, swallowing him to the hilt with a wet, sucking squelch.

She started shaking her ass to meet him—hips rolling back in frantic little circles, pushing back onto his cock with every thrust, ass cheeks rippling and bouncing softly—firm globes jiggling hypnotically with each measured impact, the red handprints glowing brighter against her flushed skin.

Her thighs trembled violently—muscles quaking, knees threatening to buckle—as the heat and stretch built inside her.

Her sharp cries turned into high, broken moans—"Phei—fuck—deeper—yes—yes—"—voice cracking on every deep plunge, body spasming in waves that started at her core and radiated outward, tits dragging across the leather, nipples scraping raw.

Sierra then freed herself and knelt beside them—one hand between her own thighs, fingers circling her clit in frantic rhythm, the other reaching under Maddie to pinch and tug her swollen nipples, rolling the hard peaks between thumb and forefinger until Maddie sobbed louder.

Maddie’s hand shot back—fingers finding Sierra’s dripping pussy, plunging two inside and curling hard against her front wall while her thumb ground Sierra’s clit in tight, desperate circles.

Phei’s free hand slid forward—thumb pressing against Sierra’s tight asshole, circling the puckered rim slowly, teasing without entering, while his other hand stayed clamped on Maddie’s hip, guiding her shaking ass back onto his cock with every thrust.

Maddie broke first.