My Taboo Harem!-Chapter 276: One to Save (r-18)
Phei sat rigid on the edge of the chaise, legs splayed wide, thick thighs flexing, back locked against the cushions like steel. Maddie straddled his face reverse, knees digging into the leather on either side of his head, her swollen, dripping pussy smashed down onto his mouth with bruising force.
Her palms slammed flat on his rock-hard quads for balance; hips bucked in frantic, greedy jerks as his tongue speared deep into her sopping cunt—
She was plunging, curling, thrashing her front wall while his lips clamped around her throbbing clit and sucked violently, pulling hard enough to make her scream. Juices flooded his mouth in hot, endless pulses; her ass cheeks clapped against his chin with every desperate grind, smearing slick across his face in glossy streaks.
Sierra was bent sharp in front of him—hands slammed into the carpet, arms locked and trembling, ass jacked high, thighs spread obscenely. Phei’s hands clamped the backs of her knees like iron cuffs, hoisting her entire lower half off the floor—legs slung over his forearms, cunt hovering and gaping, pink inner walls glistening and twitching.
His cock stood brutal—veined inches, crimson head swollen and leaking, veins bulging like ropes—lined up dead-center with her soaked entrance.
No warning. No mercy.
He yanked her down hard while thrusting up savage, spearing her open in one vicious stroke—every fucking inch slamming home until his bloated crown battered her cervix and his heavy balls slapped wet against her clit.
Sierra’s scream shredded the air—raw, animal, throat destroyed—as her tight walls stretched brutally around his girth, fluttering and spasming in shock. He gave her zero seconds to breathe.
He fucked her like a piston set to destroy.
Hips snapping up in short, ferocious jabs—SLAP SLAP SLAP—wet flesh crashing together so hard her whole suspended body rocked forward, forcing her to brace harder on shaking arms.
Each upward slam lifted her ass higher, tits swinging and slapping beneath her, nipples hard as bullets.
Her cunt gripped him like a fist, lips stretched paper-thin and glossy red around his pistoning shaft, creamy froth bubbling thick at the base with every withdrawal—white rings clinging to his veined length, strings of slick stretching and snapping as he rammed back in.
Juices squirted out in frantic spurts around his cock, splashing his abs, dripping in fat ropes down his swinging balls, pooling on the carpet in dark, shining puddles.
He never stopped devouring Maddie.
Tongue fucking her cunt in perfect sync—deep, brutal thrusts matching the rhythm wrecking Sierra—lips sealed tight around her clit, sucking with punishing force while his teeth grazed the oversensitive nub.
Maddie rode his face like she wanted to break his jaw—hips slamming down, grinding so hard his nose buried in her asshole, cheeks smothering him in wet heat.
Every time he bottomed out in Sierra, the force shoved his tongue deeper into Maddie; she howled broken filth—"Fuck—yes—eat it—harder—"—thighs clamping his ears, fresh squirt exploding into his mouth in violent, hot jets he gulped down without pause, face drenched, hair soaked, neck streaming.
Sierra shattered first—violently.
Phei had got used and loved how fast she comes. Gods, he loved her juices gushing onto his cock.
Her cunt clamped down like a trap, walls convulsing in brutal ripples as she squirted in high, forceful arcs—clear streams blasting his chest, running in rivers down his abs, soaking the base of his cock where it pistoned relentlessly.
Her arms buckled; she would’ve collapsed but he held her up by the thighs, fucking her straight through the orgasm—harder, faster, wet slaps turning deafening as thick cream frothed and bubbled around his shaft, dripping in sticky webs from her stretched lips to his balls.
Maddie detonated seconds later.
She ground down one final, crushing time—his tongue spearing her depths, teeth scraping her clit—and exploded.
Her back arched like a bow, guttural scream ripping free as she squirted in messy, pulsing torrents—hot jets drenching his face, hair, neck, splashing down onto Sierra’s arched back in shining rivulets.
Her thighs quaked uncontrollably around his head; hips bucked wildly; she fucked his mouth through every shattering aftershock while he kept devouring her, tongue never slowing.
Phei didn’t stop.
Didn’t fucking breathe.
He hauled Sierra down harder—short, savage upward slams keeping her airborne, ass rippling and jiggling with every brutal impact, legs shaking helplessly in his iron grip. His cock throbbed thicker inside her spasming cunt, veins pulsing hot against her fluttering walls.
Maddie kept grinding slower but deeper, chasing the overstimulation, clit throbbing against his relentless tongue while Sierra’s next climax built like a freight train under the merciless pounding.
The chaise groaned and creaked under the onslaught. The carpet was a slick, glistening mess. Their overlapping screams—hoarse, filthy, desperate—filled the room as he fucked one raw and ate the other alive, driving them both straight toward another violent, squirting, screaming peak with zero fucking mercy.
He pulled out and stood at the edge of the chaise, legs planted wide and powerful, muscles coiled like springs. He then bent Sierra face-down over the armrest—ass high, chest mashed into the cushions, knees braced on the seat, thighs spread wide so her dripping pussy gaped open in invitation.
Her hands clawed at the leather for grip; back arched sharp, spine curved like a drawn bow.
He gripped her hips with bruising force—fingers digging deep into soft flesh—lined up his thick, veined cock and slammed home in one savage, full-depth thrust. Sierra’s scream cracked raw—throat shredded—as her tight walls stretched violently around his girth, cervix kissed hard by the blunt crown.
No pause. No mercy.
He fucked—deep, punishing strokes from behind, hips pistoning like a machine on overdrive. Each brutal plunge drove her forward into the chaise; her ass cheeks rippled and clapped against his pelvis with wet, echoing SLAP SLAP SLAP sounds.
Her pussy lips clung desperately to his shaft on every withdrawal—stretched thin, glossy red, creamy froth bubbling thick at the base, white rings painting his veined length before he rammed back in balls-deep.
Slick gushed out in messy spurts around his pistoning cock, splashing his thighs, dripping in fat ropes down her trembling legs, pooling dark and shiny on the leather below.
He made Maddie kneel close beside them—cheek pressed to Sierra’s sweat-slick back, ass arched high so her own soaked cunt hovered near Sierra’s hip. Phei reached over without breaking rhythm, big hand clamping Maddie’s round ass cheek—squeezing hard—then cracked his palm down in a stinging slap that made her yelp and jolt forward.
