My Taboo Harem!

Phei sank to his knees once more beneath the cascading water. Steam curled thick around them, the warm spray turning their skin to glistening silk. He looked up at Delilah with a slow, evil grin — dark, hungry, and utterly shameless — but he said nothing.

Words would only break the building tension that had wrapped around the three of them like the steam itself.

Instead, he lifted one of her legs and hooked it over his shoulder, her heel pressing firmly into the broad plane of his back.

The new angle opened her completely to him.

Melissa stepped in closer from behind, embracing her daughter fully; her arms wrapped around Delilah’s waist to brace and steady her. One of Melissa’s hands slid upward to cup Delilah’s firm round breast, squeezing the soft, warm flesh with gentle pressure before soothing it with slow, circling strokes of her thumb over the stiff nipple.

The sight of him on his knees between Delilah’s spread thighs and Melissa behind, helping sent a fresh surge of dark satisfaction through Phei. The steam shimmered around them like a living veil, thick with the scent of arousal and warm water. He could feel the heat of her pussy radiating against his mouth even before he tasted her, the Goddess Fall Touch still humming faintly on his skin like a promise of overwhelming pleasure to come.

Phei’s eyes stayed locked on Delilah’s as he leaned in.

His tongue touched her pussy in one long, deliberate lick — flat and slow, dragging from her entrance all the way up to her swollen clit. Delilah’s moan tore out of her, high and broken, her hands flying to his wet hair.

Her standing leg trembled violently.

The moment his tongue made full contact, her knees nearly buckled.

Phei didn’t stop.

He ate her like a man starved — his tongue plunged deep into her pussy one moment, then flattening to lap broad strokes over her clit the next. His hand came up between her spread thighs, two fingers sliding into her pussy with ease while his thumb pressed and circled her clit in tight, relentless motions.

The Goddess Fall Touch laced through his fingers made every stroke explode with heightened pleasure.

Delilah cried out again, louder this time, her hips jerked forward as her leg over his shoulder tightened, her heel dug into his back.

"Phei—!" The name broke on a moan.

Her hands pushed at the back of his head, not to push him away but to pull him deeper, fingers twisting in his wet hair as she rolled her hips against his mouth. Her pussy clenched around his tongue and fingers, fluttering and gripping with every skilled pass.

Every flick of his tongue and curl of his fingers sent liquid fire racing through Delilah’s veins.

The Goddess Fall Touch turned the pleasure into something almost unbearable — sharp, sparkling waves that made her vision blur and her body shake harder with every pass.

The wet hotness of his mouth against her most sensitive flesh felt like pure sin made flesh.

Behind her, Melissa’s hand continued its gentle yet intimate exploration of her daughter’s breast — squeezing, kneading, then soothing with soft strokes.

Her other arm stayed wrapped firmly around Delilah’s waist, holding her steady as her legs shook harder. Melissa pressed closer, her soft breasts flattening against Delilah’s upper back, the warm, pillowy weight a constant, grounding presence even as Phei’s mouth and fingers worked between her daughter’s legs.

Phei groaned against Delilah’s pussy, the vibration traveling straight through her.

He fucked her with his tongue and fingers in tandem — tongue thrusting deep while his fingers curled inside her, finding that sensitive spot with ruthless precision. His thumb never stopped circling her clit.

Water poured over his face and shoulders, mixing with her juice as he devoured her.

Delilah was coming undone by the second.

Her moans grew louder, more desperate.

Her hips rolled and bucked against his face, pushing him deeper into her pussy with every desperate movement of her hands in his hair. Her standing leg shook so hard she would have collapsed if not for Melissa’s strong embrace from behind and Phei’s firm grip on her thigh.

Every flick of his tongue, every curl of his fingers, every press of his thumb sent fresh waves of overwhelming pleasure crashing through her.

Melissa’s soft, almost reverent touches on her breast and the steady strength of her embrace from behind while Phei devoured her with ruthless, hungry skill from the front.

Melissa’s hand on Delilah’s breast squeezed again, firmer this time, then soothed with slow, tender strokes.

She leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to the side of her daughter’s neck, right where Phei had marked her earlier — Melissa’s gentle, almost motherly touch on her breast and neck while Phei ruthlessly ate her pussy — made Delilah’s head spin.

A broken whimper escaped her as her hips rolled harder, grinding her swollen clit against Phei’s tongue.

Phei’s free hand slid up the back of her thigh, gripping her ass and pulling her even more firmly against his mouth.

He sucked her clit between his lips and flicked his tongue over it rapidly while his fingers pumped into her in a steady, deep rhythm. The wet sounds of his mouth on her pussy mixed with the falling water and Delilah’s increasingly desperate moans.

Melissa’s thumb brushed over Delilah’s nipple in slow, soothing circles even as she held her daughter upright. Her body stayed pressed close from behind — soft breasts against Delilah’s back, the heat of her own bare skin a constant, intimate presence.

Delilah’s hands tightened in Phei’s hair.

She pushed his head harder against her pussy, rolling her hips in frantic little circles as the pleasure built to an unbearable peak. Her moans turned into soft, broken cries. Her legs shook harder. Her entire body trembled between the two of them — Phei devoured her from the front with tongue and fingers, Melissa held and touching her from behind with that strange, tender intensity.

Phei looked up at her again through his lashes, that same evil grin still curving his mouth even as he continued to fuck her with his tongue and fingers. He didn’t speak. He didn’t need to.

The wicked gleam in his eyes and the relentless way he worked her pussy said everything.

That wicked, shameless grin only deepened as he felt her body begin to break. He loved this — loved the way she trembled and pulled him closer, loved the soft, broken sounds she made, loved the way Melissa held her steady while he pushed her over the edge.

Dark satisfaction curled hot and low in his gut.

Delilah’s head fell back against Melissa’s shoulder.

Her mouth opened on a long, helpless moan as another powerful wave of pleasure crashed through her. Her hands pushed Phei even deeper between her legs, her hips grinding desperately against his mouth as she came undone completely — shaking, moaning, and clinging to both of them while the warm water poured over their tangled bodies.

Phei didn’t stop.

He kept licking and fingering her through every tremor, drawing out her pleasure with ruthless skill while Melissa held her steady and continued her gentle, intimate touches on her daughter’s breast.

The three of them stayed locked together in the steam and falling water — mother and lover pleasuring the daughter between them, the sinful heat building thicker with every passing second.

Phei finally pulled back just enough to press a slow, open-mouthed kiss to the inside of Delilah’s trembling thigh, his fingers still lazily stroking inside her as the last aftershocks rolled through her body.

His eyes lifted to meet both women’s gazes — dark, satisfied, and still burning with fresh hunger.

"You taste even sweeter when you come for me like that," he murmured, voice rough and low, the words carrying that familiar dark, lustful amusement. "And you’re still shaking so beautifully."

Melissa’s soft laugh brushed against Delilah’s ear as she pressed another gentle kiss to her daughter’s neck.

"She always was sensitive," she said quietly, her hand still cupping Delilah’s breast with tender care. "But you... you make it so much more."

Delilah could only whimper in response, her leg still hooked over Phei’s shoulder, her body caught between the steady strength of Melissa behind her and the hot, unyielding presence of Phei between her thighs.

The steam continued to rise around them in thick, glowing spirals, sealing the three of them inside this private, sin-drenched world.

Phei rose slowly to his feet, letting Delilah’s leg slide down from his shoulder until she stood on shaky legs between them once more. His cock, thick and heavy once again, pressed insistently against her stomach as he drew her close.

One arm wrapped around her waist while his free hand reached past her to pull Melissa in as well, sandwiching Delilah firmly between their bodies.

"We’re not done spoiling you yet," he said against Delilah’s lips before claiming them in a deep, slow kiss that tasted of her own pleasure.

His hand slid down to grip her ass, lifting her slightly so the head of his cock could nudge against her still-sensitive entrance once more.

Melissa’s arms stayed around her daughter from behind, her soft breasts pressing warmly against Delilah’s back as she kissed the side of her neck again.

"Let him have you again, sweetheart," she whispered, voice warm and husky. "Let us both take care of you."

Delilah’s answering moan was swallowed by Phei’s mouth as he pushed inside her once more — slow, deep, and deliberate — filling her completely while Melissa held her steady from behind.

The three of them began to move together again beneath the falling water, the steam thickening around their tangled bodies, the air shimmering with fresh waves of lust and the quiet, beautiful intensity of everything they were sharing.

Outside the glass, the rest of the world could wait. Inside this warm, private sanctuary, Phei intended to keep them here until every tremor, every moan, and every shared breath had been thoroughly savored as he fucked both mother and daughter; his aunt and cousin.