My Taboo Harem!

A/N: Hopefully you’re ready for this detailed p*ssy-eating Chapter. He’s going to make up for the lost time.

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Phei hovered over her, his powerful body caging hers against the bed like a living shadow.

His amethyst eyes were still dark and hazy from the way she had just broken him with her mouth — the memory of her throat convulsing around him, her tears, her greedy swallowing, still fresh in his mind.

But there was a new hunger burning there now, sharper, darker, more possessive.

Phei looked down at her bare body spread beneath him — the heavy, full swell of her breasts rising and falling with every shaky breath, dark nipples tight and begging, the soft curve of her waist, the thick, plush spread of her thighs, and the wet fatness of her pussy between them — and a slow, dangerous smile curved his lips.

His voice was low, rough, and laced with dark amusement when he finally spoke.

"After this," he said, eyes locked on hers, "you better tell me where you learned all that you did to me."

Delilah’s lips parted, ready to answer — a teasing retort already forming on her tongue:

But she never got the chance.

Phei was like a predator who had finally decided to stop playing with his prey:

In one fluid, powerful motion, he slid down her body.

His hands gripped her thick thighs and spread them wider, pushing them up and open until her knees were nearly pressed toward her shoulders and her pussy was completely, obscenely exposed to him. The position made her heavy breasts shift and settle higher on her chest, her soft stomach tightening, her round ass lifting slightly off the bed.

Before Delilah could even gasp, his mouth was on her.

His lips sealed over her entire pussy in one deep, hungry gulp.

He sucked onto her pussy lips hard and pulled both her erect and wet, heavily padded outer folds and her sensitive clit into his mouth at the same time.

Delilah’s pussy had grown so full and fat that the soft, rounded flesh spilled past his lips the moment he sealed them over her again. The outer lips were fat-thick and pillowy-big but perfectly rounded, heavy enough that they filled his mouth completely and still overflowed at the sides. The crotch was flawless — clear, pale, and spotless, without a single blemish, hair or mark and just as smooth and white softness that looked almost untouched except for how wet and swollen it had become under his attention.

The wet, obscene sound of suction as he rounded his lips around the fat pussy in a single gulp and then pulled back, filled the starry dome as he drew that soft, overripe fat flesh deep into the hot cavern of his mouth.

Her entire mound felt thicker and rounder than before, the fat, plush folds pressing against his tongue and the roof of his mouth with every pull: The soft, heavy flesh of her outer lips was so full and rounded that they spilled past the edges of his mouth no matter how tightly he sealed his lips around her.

Each suck drew that thick pillowy meat deeper, the fat folds packing his mouth until there was almost no room left for anything else.

His tongue immediately went to work inside that trapped, wet heat:

He started his tongue with long broad laps — the entire length of his tongue dragged slowly from the soft wet entrance all the way up through the packed folds, spreading them just enough to reach her erect clit before sliding back down again. He did it again, slower and he pressed harder so the full weight of her plump pussy rested against his tongue as he lapped.

Then the tip of his tongue turned sharp and precise, flicking rapidly from side to side across the trapped, swollen clit while he kept the rest of her soft, heavy flesh sealed inside his mouth.

He switched without warning her: the broad, flat strokes returned, this time slower and heavier, lapping upward in long, deliberate passes that dragged across every inch of her fat outer lips before focusing on the sensitive bud. He pressed his tongue flat against her clit and rubbed in slow, grinding circles, then opened his mouth wider just enough to let the heavy folds shift before sucking them back in deeper than before.

Even with both outer lips and her clit pulled deep into his mouth, the sheer roundness and thickness of her made her feel almost too much to contain. The soft, heavy flesh kept pushing back against his tongue and the roof of his mouth, warm and yielding yet so full it forced him to work harder just to keep it all inside.

Her pussy skin was perfectly smooth against him — pale, clear, and spotless it made the wetness running from her stand out even more.

Phei alternated constantly:

Deep, greedy sucks that pulled the entire plump mound into his mouth, then open, hungry lapping that let his tongue travel the full length of her — from the soft, wet entrance, up through the thick folds, over the erect clit, and back down again in long, wet strokes. Every time he sealed his lips and sucked hard, the fat, plush flesh filled him completely. Every time he opened just enough to lap, the clear, unmarked skin of her mound gleamed under the starlight, wet and shining from his mouth.

He never stopped. Sucking. Lapping. Flicking. Pressing. Circling. Drawing the heavy, rounded folds deeper, then spreading them with his tongue only to suck them back in again, treating the full, soft weight of her pussy like something he intended to devour completely.

Delilah’s back arched violently off the bed while a sharp, broken, wailing pleasureful moan tore from her throat, echoing loudly through the dome: Phei had been sucking her and playing with her pussy but tonight he didn’t hold anything back.

Phei didn’t let go.

He kept her clit and folds sucked deep into his mouth, his tongue moving with devastating precision and hunger. He alternated again between fast, fluttering flicks directly on her swollen clit and long, slow drags of his tongue that pressed her sensitive bud firmly against the roof of his mouth.

Every few seconds he would suck her pussy harder, drawing more of her pussy into his mouth with wet, filthy sounds while his tongue circled and lashed at her clit without mercy. Saliva and her own slick mixed and dripped down toward her ass.

At the same time, one of his hands slid up her body:

Phei’s fingers found the heavy weight of her breast and cupped it fully, the soft flesh spilling over his palm.

He closed his thumb and forefinger around her stiff, dark nipple and pinched — then pulled, twisting slightly as he tugged it outward. The pressure was firm enough to draw a sharp cry from her of mixed pain with pleasure and sent it straight down between her legs. Her breast jolted and bounced heavily in his hand with every pull, the soft weight of it shifting and settling each time he released and gripped again.

His other hand moved between her legs to join his restless tongue:

It was time to show her how heavens felt like while down on earth!

Two of his fingers fingers pressed against her entrance and pushed inside. They slid in slowly, stretching her open inch by inch, the tight wet heat of her gripping them as they sank deeper. He didn’t force it all the way — just deep enough that the pads of his fingers could curl upward and press firmly into the soft, spongy spot along her front wall.

Once he found it, he began to move.

Steady, deliberate strokes.

He pumped his fingers in and out with controlled rhythm, curling hard against that sensitive place on every pull.

Each time his fingertips dragged across it, her walls tightened around him; Phei kept the pressure exact — not rushed, not shallow — he then rubbed that same spot over and over while his mouth stayed locked on her, still sucking her plump folds and working her clit with the same relentless focus.

The two sensations hit her at once: the sharp, tugging pull on her nipple and the deep, curling pressure inside her, all while his tongue and lips continued to devour the soft fat pussy while he also teased her clit too!

The three simultaneous actions hit Delilah like a tidal wave...

Her whole body seized: