My Taboo Harem!-Chapter 275: Craving Caves 2 (r-18)
Her body seized—back bowing hard, ass cheeks clenching tight around his shaft, thighs spasming uncontrollably as she squirted—hot, forceful jets spraying around the thick base in messy arcs, soaking his balls, splashing Sierra’s hand, dripping down Maddie’s trembling thighs in rivulets that pooled on the chaise.
Her sharp cry turned into a shattered scream—"PHEI—FUCK—YES—"—voice raw and broken as her pussy convulsed violently around his cock, walls rippling in endless waves, milking him desperately.
She kept shaking her ass through it—hips rolling back weakly, cheeks jiggling with aftershocks, trying to take him deeper even as her body shook apart, thighs quivering, toes curling against the leather.
Sierra came seconds later—fingers plunging faster into her own cunt, thumb grinding her clit as Maddie’s fingers curled inside her, walls clamping hard around the intrusion.
She squirted too—clear jets splashing Maddie’s back, running down her spine in warm streams, dripping to where their bodies joined.
Phei kept thrusting—slow, deep rolls now, letting them ride the aftershocks on his cock and fingers, ass cheeks bouncing softly, pussies spasming, squirt still leaking in weak pulses.
He leaned down—mouth crashing onto Sierra’s in a messy, claiming kiss—tongue thrusting deep while his thumb pressed just inside Maddie’s tight asshole—not deep, just enough to make her scream again, body jerking as another mini-squirt leaked around his cock.
Phei never broke rhythm.
Deep. Raw. Hard.
In—eight inches buried, fiery cock veins pulsing against her spasming walls, cervix kissed with molten bliss, squirt gushing around the thick crimson base in hot, forceful jets that splashed his balls and soaked the leather beneath them.
Out—shaft retreating slow and glossy, her pussy gaping open for a heartbeat—pink inner walls visible and quivering, fluttering helplessly, slick strings stretching from her swollen lips to his veined length—before he slid back in, filling her completely, heat blooming deeper, turning every nerve into liquid fire.
Again. And again. And again.
No rush. No violence. Just the slow, inevitable claiming of every inch she could take—her pussy wrapped so tight around him it looked painted on, lips swollen and red, cream frothing thicker with every deep roll of his hips, white rings bubbling at the base and dripping down his balls.
Maddie’s moans turned into long, broken sobs of pleasure—body trembling violently, back arched like a bow, ass rippling softly with each measured thrust, cheeks jiggling in hypnotic waves. Her thighs quaked uncontrollably—muscles spasming, knees threatening to give out—as she shook her ass back to meet him, hips rolling in frantic little circles, pushing desperately onto his cock, chasing every searing inch.
Sharp cries tore from her throat—"Phei—fuck—deeper—yes—yes—"—voice cracking raw on every plunge, tears streaming down her cheeks as the heat overwhelmed her.
Sierra stood close—legs spread wide, one hand braced on Maddie’s shoulder for balance, the other gripping Phei’s wrist as his fingers—still slick from her earlier release—plunged back into her dripping pussy.
Two, then three—curling hard against her front wall, thumb grinding slow, relentless circles over her swollen clit while he leaned in to kiss her deeply, tongue stroking hers in the same unhurried, consuming rhythm he used to fuck Maddie.
Sierra’s slick dripped steadily onto Maddie’s arched back—warm rivulets running down her spine, pooling in the small of her back, mixing with sweat and Maddie’s own squirt.
Every time Sierra’s hips bucked against Phei’s hand— his fingers pumping fast and deep, thumb never letting up on her clit—more juice spilled, trickling over Maddie’s skin like warm rain, sliding down her sides, dripping to where their bodies joined.
Maddie’s hand reached back blindly—fingers finding Sierra’s asshole, circling the tight pucker before pushing one digit inside, slow and slick, matching the rhythm of Phei’s thrusts. Sierra moaned into Phei’s mouth—hips jerking forward onto his fingers, back arching as Maddie’s finger curled inside her ass.
Sierra came again around his fingers—walls fluttering wildly, squirting hard over his hand in clear, forceful jets that splashed Maddie’s back, running in rivulets over her spine, dripping down to where Phei’s cock pistoned deep inside her.
Sierra screamed into his kiss—thighs shaking, body convulsing—but he didn’t stop fingering her—kept pumping, kept rubbing her oversensitive clit through the spasms, drawing out every wave until she sobbed against his lips.
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—ass cheeks jiggling wildly as he kept thrusting deep through it—no slowdown, no mercy, just raw, unyielding rolls that made her scream brokenly into the leather, body spasming, thighs trembling uncontrollably, toes curling against the chaise.
Phei pulled out of Maddie one last time—slow, deliberate, crimson shaft emerging slick and shining, veins still pulsing, her pussy gaping open for a heartbeat—pink walls fluttering helplessly, slick strings stretching from her swollen lips to his length—before clenching shut around nothing with a wet squish.
She whimpered—hips rocking back desperately, ass shaking, chasing the fullness.
He didn’t make her wait long.
He turned to Sierra.
She was already on her back—legs spread wide, knees bent, feet planted on the chaise, pussy exposed and dripping, lips parted and flushed dark rose, clit throbbing visibly, entrance clenching on nothing.
Her tits heaved with ragged breaths—nipples swollen and dark, chest flushed crimson from the earlier orgasms.
Phei knelt between her thighs—cock throbbing heavy and thick, twelve inches of flushed crimson, veins standing out like ropes, the flared crown bloated and glossy, slick with Maddie’s cream and his own pre-come.
He lined up—fat head pressing against Sierra’s soaked entrance, parting her lips wide, stretching them thin and red around the glowing girth.
He sank in—slow, deep, inevitable.
The flared crown breached her first—stretching her entrance wide, her pussy lips blooming outward then snapping tight around the invading thickness. A wet, obscene schlick as the first four inches slid home—veins dragging slow against her fluttering walls, heat blooming outward like molten silk.
Sierra moaned—long, low, back arching off the chaise, tits thrusting upward.
Five... six... seven...
Eight.
He bottomed out—crown kissing her cervix with searing pressure and pleasure, the untouched four inches pressed flush against her ass, hot and heavy. Her walls clamped down hard—fluttering, rippling, milking him greedily—the inner fire soaking into her core, making every nerve scream with pleasure.
Then he started to move.
Slow rolls at first—long, deep thrusts 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 ecstasy across her G-spot, leaving trails of molten pleasure that made her gasp.
Each re-entry filled her completely—eight inches of burning silk and steel claiming her deep, cervix kissed again and again with that gentle, devastating pressure.
Faster now.
Deep. Raw. Unrelenting.
His hips snapped forward in a steady, powerful rhythm—deep enough that his heavy balls tapped her swollen clit with every hilt, the heat radiating outward, making her pussy hypersensitive. 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.
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.
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 bouncing wildly with every thrust.
Maddie knelt beside them—one hand between her own thighs, fingers circling her oversensitive clit in frantic rhythm, the other reaching under Sierra to pinch and tug her swollen nipples, rolling the hard peaks between thumb and forefinger until Sierra sobbed louder.
Sierra’s hand shot back—fingers finding Maddie’s dripping pussy, plunging two inside and curling hard against her front wall while her thumb ground Maddie’s clit in tight, desperate circles.
Phei’s free hand slid forward—thumb pressing against Maddie’s tight asshole, circling the puckered rim slowly, teasing without entering, while his other hand stayed clamped on Sierra’s hip, guiding her shaking ass back onto his cock with every thrust.
Sierra body seized—back bowing hard, ass cheeks clenching tight around his shaft, thighs spasming uncontrollably as she squirted—hot, forceful jets spraying around the thick base in messy arcs, soaking his balls, splashing Maddie’s hand, dripping down Sierra’s trembling thighs in rivulets that pooled on the chaise. Her sharp cry turned into a shattered scream—
"PHEI—FUCK—YES—"—voice raw and broken as her pussy convulsed violently around his cock, walls rippling in endless waves, milking him desperately.
She kept shaking her ass through it—hips rolling back weakly, cheeks jiggling with aftershocks, trying to take him deeper even as her body shook apart.
Maddie came seconds later—fingers plunging faster into Sierra’s cunt, thumb grinding her clit as Sierra’s fingers curled inside her, walls clamping hard around the intrusion. She squirted too—clear jets splashing Sierra’s back, running down her spine in warm streams, dripping to where their bodies joined.
Phei kept thrusting—
