My Taboo Harem!

Chapter 541: Claiming His Aunt (r-18)

Phei finally tore his mouth from Cassiopeia’s dripping, spasming cunt with a loud, wet pop that echoed in the quiet room.

Cassiopeia was still a trembling wreck—her legs kicking weakly in the air, face buried sideways in the sheets, mouth stretched wide in broken, endless sobs. Her hands clawed blindly backward, fingers twisting deep into his hair, yanking hard like she could drag him back inside her soul if he tried to leave.

He didn’t leave.

He rose behind her with his hands still clamping around her narrow waist like steel vices, and flipped her in one brutal, fluid twist.

She spun mid-air—her massive, heavy breasts bouncing heavily—before crashing face-up onto the mattress.

Phei dropped back against the headboard, dragging her straight onto his lap in the position he had been craving since the moment she walked through the door: straddling him face-to-face, her knees sinking deep into the sheets on either side of his hips, long legs wrapping instinctively around his waist.

Her wild dark hair cascaded down her back like a messy curtain, brushing the top of her plush, supple ass. That thick, juicy ass—full and heavy from years of mature curves—spread slightly as she settled, the soft cheeks parting just enough to reveal the glistening pink slit of her soaked, swollen pussy hovering inches above his raging cock.

The generous globes jiggled with every tiny shift of her weight, the smooth skin catching the low bedroom light, a faint sheen of sweat already making them glow.

Her wide hips flared out dramatically, framing that perfect ass like an invitation, while the deep arch in her lower back made her cheeks look even rounder, even more fuckable.

Between her trembling thighs and right against the underside of that dripping cunt, his twelve-inch veined dragon stood brutally hard—thick as her wrist, angry red, veins bulging and pulsing. The fat flared crown kissed dangerously close to her puffy outer lips, smearing her leaking slick all over the tip in glossy strings.

Every throb made the heavy shaft nudge upward, the blunt head threatening to spear straight into her tight hole, stretching those swollen folds apart the second she sank down.

Her arms looped around his neck, fingers tangling desperately in his hair, pulling their foreheads close.

But from this back angle, all that was there to see was that lush, rippling ass hovering right over the monster cock that was about to ruin her — her creamy arousal already dripping in thick strands onto his veined length, coating his balls, ready to make everything messy the moment she dropped.

They had both waited too long for this—and now her greedy cunt was one breath away from swallowing every brutal inch.

Phei gripped her ass with both hands—fingers sinking so deep into the plush, reddened globes that the soft flesh bulged between his knuckles and spilled over his palms. He lifted her just enough to drag the fat, leaking head of his cock along her slit in one slow, torturous pass.

The teasing was merciless.

The blunt crown parted her puffy outer lips with a wet, audible schlick—spreading them wide and thin around his girth like warm, wet silk forced to yield.

Her inner petals fluttered and clung desperately to every veined inch as he dragged upward, the slick folds peeling back and quivering, glistening with fresh arousal that coated his shaft in glossy shine.

When the underside of his cockhead ground against her throbbing clit, the swollen pearl jumped and pulsed visibly—swelling darker, throbbing harder like a frantic little heartbeat against the hot, ridged steel of him.

Thick, clear strands of her pussy juice stretched taut between her folds and his cock before snapping with tiny, obscene sounds.

Fresh slick gushed out every time he pulled back, dripping in slow, sticky rivulets down his length and soaking his balls.

"Phei... please..." Cassiopeia whimpered, voice already fracturing, hips rolling frantically. "Fuck me—I can’t wait anymore—I need you inside me—please—"

He dragged the head back down, parting her lips again, nudging just the tip against her tight entrance—stretching the ring open, her outer lips thinning white at the edges as they stretched around the flared ridge—before retreating once more.

Her pussy clenched hard on nothing, inner petals quivering and fluttering, her clit throbbing angrily against his shaft with every teasing pass, leaking more clear fluid that mixed with her thick arousal.

"PHEI—FUCK—STOPTEASING—PUT IT IN ME—" she begged, voice cracking into a sob, her hips bucking desperately, trying to impale herself.

Phei finally aligned the massive crown with her dripping hole and began to lower her.

The thick head breached her—stretching her entrance obscenely wide around the flared ridge. Her outer lips peeled apart like wet silk forced around steel—stretched paper-thin and white at the edges as the blunt crown forced them wider and wider.

A long, glistening strand of her arousal stretched taut between her clit and the underside of his shaft before snapping with a tiny wet sound. Her inner petals bloomed outward, flushed deep rose and quivering, clinging desperately to every veined inch as they were forced to accommodate him.

The moment the crown popped past her entrance—

"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH—!!!"

Cassiopeia’s scream ripped through the room—high, raw, animalistic. Her eyes flew wide, pupils blown black, mouth stretched into a perfect, trembling O

. Her entire body seized—back arching so violently her massive breasts crushed harder against his chest, dark nipples scraping like diamonds against his skin.

She was so full already—just from the head.

Her pussy walls clamped down in frantic, fluttering spasms around the invading crown, trying to push him out and suck him deeper at the same time. Hot, silky wetness flooded around him in thick, pulsing waves—her arousal leaking out in shiny rivulets that coated the first inch of his shaft and dripped down his balls in warm, sticky trails.

Phei groaned low in his throat, the sound vibrating against her lips.

"Fuck... so tight..."

He lowered her another inch.

Her inner walls rippled violently—velvety ridges gripping and releasing in desperate rhythm, the heat inside her scorching, almost feverish. Every tiny flutter sent fresh gushes of slick squirting around his girth, soaking his pubic bone and running in rivulets down the crease of her ass.

"OH GODS—TOOBIG—PHEI—FUCK—" she sobbed, but her hips kept sinking lower on pure instinct, impaling herself despite the burn.

Another inch.

Her clit—swollen, dark, throbbing like a second heartbeat—dragged along the veined underside of his shaft with every slow descent, jumping and pulsing wildly against him. Each drag made her wholepussy clench harder, milking the length he’d already claimed.

Two more inches.

Cassiopeia’s legs locked around his waist like a vice now—heels digging hard into his lower back, her thick, mature thighs quaking uncontrollably, slapping wetly against his sides with every violent tremor.

The soft, plush flesh of her inner thighs shook so hard the ripples traveled all the way up to her fat ass, making the heavy cheeks jiggle nonstop even though she wasn’t riding yet. Her whole lower body was a trembling, shaking mess—thighs spasming, muscles jumpingand fluttering wildly under the skin as overwhelming pleasure short-circuited every nerve.

Her pussy was stretched to its absolute limit around the first thick four inches of his cock—the puffy outer lips pulled thin and shiny, flushed dark pink, clinging desperately to his veined shaft like a vice.

Inside, her velvety walls fluttered and spasmed in frantic, violent waves, squeezing and milking him with wet, sucking heat so intense it felt like molten silk trying to strangle and devour every inch he’d given her.

Fresh cream frothed thick and white at the stretched ring where her cunt gripped him, bubbling out with every hard clench.

"I CAN’T—FUCK—SO DEEP—"

She only managed until six thick inches before her body locked up completely, thighs shaking even harder, inner muscles jumping and quivering against his hips.

Her scream fractured into a long, broken wail:

"FUUUUUUUUCK— PHEI— I’M SO FULL— I CAN’T TAKE MORE— AHHHHHHHH~—!!!"

Her pussy convulsed brutally around the buried length — clenching in rhythmic, savage spasms that milked him from root to tip, the scorching wet heat pulsing and rippling along every bulging vein.

The pleasure was too much — way too much — making her thighs quake so violently they slapped loudly against his sides again and again, the soft flesh rippling and jiggling nonstop while hot jets of slick gushed out around his shaft in messy, pulsing sprays, soaking his heavy balls and dripping in thick glossy strands down his ass crack and onto the sheets.

Phei chuckled — dark, mocking, right against the shell of her ear.

"With all that fire... all that begging... you can only take half of me?"

Cassiopeia whimpered — half sob, half moan — but her hips still twitched helplessly, greedy little rolls trying to sink lower even as her walls protested the brutal stretch and her thighs kept shaking like she was coming apart.