My Taboo Harem!

Catrina’s eyes watered almost immediately.

She made a soft, muffled sound around him, throat working as she tried to take what he gave her.

Her free hand tightened around the base of his cock while the other still cupped his balls, holding them gently as he began to move her head in a slow, controlled rhythm.

He was fucking her mouth now but not roughly — not yet — but with steady, deliberate thrusts that forced her to take a little more each time. Soft, wet sounds filled the cabin every time the thick head pushed past her lips.

Spit gathered at the corners of her mouth and dripped down the shaft in thin, glistening strands.

Her thighs remained open and trembling, his two fingers still buried inside her, thumb circling her clit in time with the slow thrusts of his hips.

"That’s it," he murmured, voice low and absolute. "Take it. Just like that. Breathe through your nose. You’re doing so well for someone so new... even while your thighs are still shaking and this tight little pussy is dripping all over my fingers."

Catrina whimpered around him.

Her eyes were glassy, lips stretched wide, a thin trail of saliva connecting her chin to the thick shaft every time he pulled back.

She was struggling — clearly — but she wasn’t pulling away:

Her small hand kept stroking what she couldn’t fit in her small mouth, and her other hand stayed cupped around his balls, holding them with soft, trembling care even as he used her mouth.

Every slow thrust of his hips forced the flared crown past her shiny, stretched lips again and again. The wet, filthy sound of her mouth being used filled the cabin, mixing with the slick, rhythmic glide of his fingers inside her quivering folds.

Her soft, swollen clit throbbed under every firm circle of his thumb.

A fresh bead of her own arousal had gathered at the soft entrance of her pussy and threatened to drip. The virgin body that had been so shy only minutes ago was now open, wet, and trembling on the edge of something it had never known.

Then her teeth scraped him.

Just a little — a soft, accidental catch of her upper teeth against the sensitive underside of the head as she tried to take him deeper.

She froze immediately, eyes wide, and pulled back with a soft, panicked sound.

"I’m sorry—" she whispered quickly, voice trembling. "I didn’t mean to—"

Phei actually laughed under his breath, the sound low and dark with amusement.

"It’s alright, my love, you’re my woman; there’s no need to apologize and this is a new territory for you too," he said, voice rough with pleasure. "You’re still learning how to handle something this big and yet you’re giving me the best experience I can ask for, Catrina. Also that was new and kinda nice." He laughed and kissed her forehead. "Just be careful with those pretty teeth like you just did. Now open for me again, love. I want that soft mouth back where it belongs."

She smiled and kissed his lips so deep and Catrina let him guide her down once more.

This time he held her head a little more firmly, using slow, controlled thrusts that forced her to take the head and the first few thick inches again and again. Soft, wet, filthy sounds filled the cabin. Spit ran down the shaft and over her small stroking hand. Her eyes stayed watery, but she kept trying — tongue moving under the head the way he had told her, cheeks hollowing when she sucked, small hand working the rest of him in imperfect, eager rhythm.

All the while his fingers never stopped.

He curled them against the sensitive front wall of her pussy with deliberate precision, thumb rubbing firm, relentless circles over her swollen clit. Soft, wet sounds grew louder between her thighs. Her hips began to twitch and roll against his hand without her meaning to.

She was getting close — the combination of his cock stretching her mouth, his fingers filling her, and the steady pressure on her clit was pushing her toward the edge far faster than she expected.

"Don’t come yet," he ordered quietly, slowing the movement of his fingers just enough to keep her right on the edge. "Not until I say. Keep that mouth working. I want to feel you struggle a little longer."

Catrina made a soft, frustrated, muffled sound around him but obeyed, pushing forward again, taking as much of the thick shaft as her throat would allow before pulling back with a wet gasp. Tears had gathered at the corners of her eyes.

Her flower lips had grown fat with her closing-in orgasm and shiny.

Her small hand kept stroking the base in shaky rhythm while her other hand gently rolled his balls.

The soft, silken heat of her pussy clenched and fluttered around his fingers with every slow curl, the tight virgin walls trying desperately to pull him deeper even as her mouth struggled around the thick head of his cock.

A thin, glistening strand of her own arousal had begun to drip from the soft, swollen folds onto the dark leather of the seat.

Every firm circle of his thumb over her puffy clit made her hips jerk and roll in helpless, instinctive rhythm — the body of a virgin already learning the shape of pleasure it had never been taught.

Phei’s voice dropped even lower, rough with pleasure and the quiet, deliberate intent to keep "I’ll teach you how to take it, Cat. Slowly. Deeply. I am preparing this tight little pussy so I can one say learns the shape of me and never forgets it."

Catrina’s only answer was a soft, muffled moan around the head of his cock, and the way her free hand tightened around the thick base as she continued to learn him with her mouth — still shaking, still shy, still struggling with the size of him... and already starting to lose herself in the taste and heat and weight of the cock she could barely fit between her lips.

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