My Taboo Harem!

The three of them eventually moved from the standing shower into the sunken pool at the far end of the bathroom. Warm water lapped gently at their skin as Phei guided both women down into the wide, shallow basin. Steam still curled thickly around them, catching the soft morning light that filtered through the glass.

Right now Phei sat with his back against the smooth stone edge, the warm water reaching his chest.

Melissa rested against one side of him, her head on his shoulder, while Delilah had settled on the other.

The water lapped softly around them, washing away the last traces of soap and the heavier evidence of what they had done.

Phei’s mind was still replaying everything in vivid, filthy detail.

He could still see Delilah on her knees beside them in the shower, bold and unashamed as she leaned in and drank the mixed juices that spilled from her mother’s pussy while Phei came deep inside Melissa.

The sight of her tongue licking and swallowing, eyes glassy with lust, had burned itself into his memory.

Melissa had clenched around him during her orgasms, her body trembling as Delilah’s mouth worked between her legs.

Delilah’s flushed face had pressed between her mother’s thighs, tongue lapping at the thick, pearly cum that leaked from Melissa’s freshly fucked pussy, the wet sounds mixing with the falling water.

The taboo and incest of it all still burned hot and sweet in his blood, the ultimate forbidden fantasy made flesh: mother and daughter, bound by blood and now by the same man’s cock and cum.

He had stood in this very pool earlier, his cock hot and longer than usual, sliding back and forth between both their pussies. He had ground the thick length against their folds, parting them, coating himself in their wetness while they stood close together.

Melissa and Delilah had hugged each other for balance, their breasts pressing together as Phei’s cock slid between their bodies, teasing both of them at once. He had made his cock shift temperatures then too — sometimes burning hot, sometimes icy cold — until both women were shaking and moaning against each other.

He could still feel the slick, velvet heat of their pussies gliding along either side of his cock as he thrust between them — two sets of swollen folds kissing his shaft, two clits brushing against him with every slow roll of his hips... the way their breasts had pressed together, full and soft, nipples dragging across each other while they clung to one another for balance... it had been every man’s darkest, hottest fantasy brought to life in the steam.

The way they had taken turns sucking his cock while the water poured over their heads then they had shared his cock between their mouths, tongues sliding over him together.

Delilah had watched with wide eyes the first time Melissa took him deep into her throat.

Their mouths had worked his cock in tandem with Melissa’s elegant lips stretched around his girth while Delilah’s smaller tongue lapped at whatever she could reach, both of them looking up at him with glassy, lust-drunk eyes.

The wet, obscene sounds of shared sucking had echoed off the glass like a private symphony of sin.

He had then bent them both forward over the edge of the pool, fucking them from behind — not inside their pussies at first, but grinding his cock between their ass cheeks and along their soaked folds until they were begging.

He then made them kiss each other while he did it, their moans muffled against each other’s mouths.

The sight of mother and daughter kissing desperately while he slid his thick cock between their ass cheeks and along their dripping pussies had been almost too much — their tongues sliding together, soft moans swallowed between their lips, while his shaft teased both of their entrances without quite entering.

The ultimate taboo made flesh, and he had taken his time savoring every second of it, before they kissed him all at once.

Phei’s arms tightened around both women now as those memories played on a loop in his head.

He had finally gotten his first mother-daughter threesome he had fantasized about for so long.

And it had been with his aunt and his cousin.

He had always assumed it would be Roxanne and Sierra first — that had been short-sightedness talking. This had happened instead, and it had been heavenly:

Perfect in ways he hadn’t even known to imagine.

To think he had already fucked Sienna too...

What was next? Having all three sisters together with Melissa? Victoria included? That would be the hottest thing he had ever experienced.

But he doubted Sienna would ever agree to something like that.

She was too proud. Too complicated.

A dark chuckle threatened to escape him at the thought:

Roxanne and Sierra... he had been so certain that would be his first taste of true mother-daughter threesome.

Instead, fate had given him Melissa and Delilah — his aunt and cousin — and the reality had been so much hotter, so much sweeter than any fantasy he had ever dared to entertain; Phei had lost himself in that pleasure he fucked Melissa and Delilah from behind as he bent them, lost in pleasure and the taboo of it all, Phei nearly broke them before he came back to his senses.

And now his mind was already spinning darker webs: all three sisters, Victoria included, all of them wrapped around him in the same steam-filled haze.

The ultimate incest.

’But Sienna... ah, she would fight it.’

And that only made the idea more delicious.

In the corner of his vision, the System chimed.

[Congratulations, Host! Achievement—]

Phei dismissed it without reading.

It chimed again, slightly larger, the golden glow of it edging into his periphery with the wounded persistence of a butler being ignored at his own retirement party.

[FIRST MOTHER-DAUGHTER—]

He dismissed that one too.

There were unopened boxes waiting in that interface. Rewards. Probably absurd ones, knowing what the System considered appropriate compensation for his milestones.

And for once in his acquisitive, ambitious, collect-everything life, Phei could not be moved to care.

Melissa’s breath was warm against his shoulder while Delilah’s tremor was softening under his palm.

The boxes could wait. The whole world could wait.

Melissa hadn’t said much since they entered the pool; she simply stayed tucked against his side, one hand resting lightly on his chest, her breathing calm and even.

Phei could feel the quiet satisfaction radiating from her.

Delilah, on the other hand, had gone almost completely silent.

Her face was still flushed a deep, telling red. She sat close to Phei but kept her gaze lowered, her fingers tracing idle patterns on his thigh beneath the water.

Every so often her eyes would flick toward the shower door, then quickly away again.

Phei and Melissa could both tell she was thinking about running and escaping the weight of what they had just done together.

But she couldn’t bring herself to move.

’Gods, she looks so cute like this.’