My Taboo Harem!

Chapter 786: Virgin Fairy? (r-18)

His hand continued its deliberate, unrelenting descent, the broad heat of his palm sliding down the full length of her trembling body with ruthless patience.

"—Fuck... haaah—!"

Eira’s body arched hard off the bed, a guttural, broken sound ripping from her throat—low, throaty, shamelessly needy. It echoed off the walls like the raw confession of a creature who had forgotten every law except surrender.

Each fingertip pressed firm and deliberate against her hypersensitive skin, dragging thick, heavy sensation through every nerve until her entire frame seized in a single, bone-deep convulsion as pleasure slammed into her like a heavy fist driving straight into her gut.

"Mmmhh—! Haaah... ahhn—!" The moan that ripped from her throat was low, melodic, and shamelessly vulgar—rich, throaty, far too loud and broken for such a small creature. It echoed through the bedroom like a profane prayer.

Phei smiled against her collarbone, his breath hot and mocking her said ancient stamina and endurance.

He lowered his mouth and began.

He started at the delicate hollow of her throat, pressing open-mouthed kisses that left wet, scorching heat blooming across her cool flesh. His tongue dragged heavily, savoring the sweet frost-kissed taste of her, before his teeth sank in with a possessive bite.

Eira’s wings snapped open with a sharp burst of luminous dust as a raw, needy cry tore from her chest.

"Nngh—! Ahhha—!"

Phei looked back at his fairy and then moved lower.

His lips claimed the heavy, rounded swell of her left breast with slow, obscene devotion. He kissed the soft upper curve, the sensitive outer slope, the full, yielding underside, devouring every lush inch. His tongue swept in thick, wet strokes beneath her heavy mound, dragging until the chilled flesh trembled and tightened.

Only then did he reach the stiff, aching nipple.

He circled the swollen bud with his hot tongue before drawing it deep into his mouth, sucking with powerful, rhythmic pulls while his teeth scraped and bit just hard enough to make her icy flesh throb with desperate heat.

"Mmmph—! Haaah... ahhn—!" Eira’s back arched sharply off the bed.

A deep, shattered moan rolled out of her, filling the room with the sound of utter unguarded moans pleasure. Her wings beat frantically, scattering thick clouds of luminous dust that carried the heavy scent of Eira’s raw cunt.

Between her widely splayed thighs, he could see her pussy as it fluttered obscenely.

The plump outer lips were fat and inviting, flushed a in deep like a rose, parted to reveal the slick, delicate inner folds glistening with her arousal.

Phei was fighting the urge to dive into that fat pussy and burry his face there.

Her erect clit was also fat, engorged, and visibly pulsing—protruded shamelessly from its hood, begging for attention.

Her tiny entrance, clenched and winked, leaking thick, viscous strands of glowing nectar that dripped steadily downward, coating her perineum and soaking the sheets beneath her in a growing, shameful puddle.

For the first time, actually when it came to Eira, he could not tell if she was virgin or not.

Phei smiled, he would uncover it by burying himself in her fat pussy, until then... he gave her right breast the same worship kissing, licking, sucking hard, biting, until both heavy mounds were flushed dark rose, Eira’s nipples were erect and raw, visibly throbbing with every ragged breath she took.

"Ahhn...! Mmmh— haaa—!"

Only then did he continue downward; his mouth explored the firm, toned plane of her stomach with merciless patience.

All at once; his tongue traced every subtle ridge of muscle, licking along the elegant lines of her abs as they clenched and fluttered helplessly beneath him, Phei’s fingertips followed, pressing and digging gently into each quivering section, feeling them jump and tighten.

He kissed the delicate dip of her navel, then pushed his tongue inside, fucking the small indentation with slow, obscene strokes until her entire abdomen contracted sharply.

Phei then lingered there, licking and sucking at the smooth skin of her midriff until her belly was wet with his saliva and twitching with constant, involuntary spasms.

His hands moved to her waist—that impossibly narrow, elegant dip that flared dramatically into the lush, heart-shaped perfection of her hips.

He gripped the dramatic curve where waist met hip, thumbs pressing into the sensitive hollows while his fingers sank possessively into the soft, generous flesh of her hips, squeezing and kneading with raw hunger.

His mouth followed, kissing and licking along the pronounced flare, teeth grazing the sensitive skin as her narrow waist twisted and her wide hips rolled upward in desperate offering.

Eira was shaking uncontrollably now, violent tremors rolling through her in filthy, endless waves.

"Haaah... mmmph—! Ahhn—!"

Phei settled deeper between her shamelessly spread thighs, his broad shoulders forcing her legs even wider apart.

He stared at her dripping cunt.

The fat outer lips were puffy and parted, the inner folds slick and swollen, flushed a deep, needy crimson. Her clit was fully erect, thick, throbbing pearl peeking out, pulsing visibly with every heartbeat.

Her entrance kept contracting, winking open and closed, pushing out fresh rivulets of thick, pearlescent nectar that ran down her ass and pooled beneath her.

He lowered his head.

His hot breath met her pussy first and it ghosted over her dripping, exposed sex was like a promise to ruin him for anything.

For one torturous moment, he simply hovered there, drinking in the sight of her tiny, perfect cunt — puffy outer fat lips flushed deep rose, while delicate inner petals parted on their own to welcome him and quivering, her swollen clit throbbing visibly like a ripe pearl begging for worship.

Then he descended at the very bottom of her soaked entrance.

His hot tongue pressed flat against the sensitive skin just beneath her twitching hole, where the warm nectar had pooled sweetest. With deliberate, devastating reverence, he dragged it upward in one unbroken, luxurious stroke.

His tongue met her pussy like molten velvet claiming chilled silk. The contrast was electric — his scorching, wet heat sliding against her cool void-ice folds, parting the slick, luminous petals as he went up like he was parting the Red Sea itself.

Her delicate inner lips yielded so beautifully to the broad, firm pressure of his tongue, unfolding obscenely around the invading muscle as he carved a slow, wet path straight through her center.

Glowing nectar coated his tongue in thick, shimmering strands, flooding his mouth with that intoxicating scent of jasmine-honey, ozone, and raw fairy cunt.

"AAAAHHH—!"

He continued upward without pause, the flat of his tongue gliding through her dripping folds, savoring every fluttering inch. He felt her tiny entrance wink and kiss desperately against the side of his tongue as he passed, trying to suck him inside.

Higher still, he dragged the warm, rough texture of his tongue directly over her swollen, hypersensitive clit — Phei pressed firmly his tongue at the rolling the throbbing pearl beneath the powerful muscle in one long, devastating stroke.

Eira screamed.

"MASTER—! Ahhh—! Haaah—! Nnghaaa—!"

Her entire body jerked violently as if struck by lightning. Her wings flared wide in blinding iridescence while her hips bucked hard against his face. Fresh, hot nectar gushed out of her clenching hole, coating his chin and lips as her cunt spasmed from that single, ruinous lick.

The orgasm that followed was cataclysmic.

"Ahhh—! Nnghaaa—!"

Her scream shattered the air. Her back bowed so violently that only her shoulders and heels remained on the bed.

Her wings locked wide open as a massive burst of fairy dust exploded outward.

Her cunt spasmed violently around nothing at first, then around the two thick fingers he suddenly pushed inside her—powerful, rhythmic contractions milking him greedily as wave after wave of hot, glowing nectar gushed out in thick, sparkling arcs.

The fluid soaked his chin, chest, and the sheets in a flooding mess.

Her flat stomach muscles stood out in sharp definition, her narrow waist twisted and rolled, her wide hips bucked wildly against his mouth. Her thick thighs quivered uncontrollably around his head, her heavy breasts bouncing with every convulsion, her loud, broken moans echoing so intensely the windows seemed to rattle.

But Phei was only beginning.

He immediately followed with another long, hungry stroke — tongue parting her folds even wider this time, lapping slowly from her leaking entrance all the way up to her clit again and again. Each pass was slower.

He swirled the tip around her entrance, tasting the silky inner walls, then flattened his tongue once more to drag it heavily through her center, splitting her open like a ripe, dripping fruit.

When he reached her clit again, he circled it lazily, sucking the swollen bud between his lips with rhythmic, powerful pulls while his tongue flicked rapidly against the sensitive underside.

"Mmmph—! Haaah... ahhn—! MASTER—!"

Phei devoured her like a starving manas he finally plunged deep into her clenching hole, fucking her with long, wet strokes while his lips sealed around her fat clit and sucked hard. His fingers curled relentlessly inside her, stroking that sensitive spot with every powerful aftershock, drawing the pleasure out until she was a sobbing, quivering, dripping wreck beneath him.

Her inner walls fluttered and squeezed around his fingers, coating them in fresh waves of her slick essence.

When the final violent tremor finally ebbed, he lifted his head. His lips and chin were drenched with her thick, sweet nectar.

He looked down at the once-proud fairy now completely destroyed—wings limp and twitching, thighs splayed obscenely wide, chest heaving, eyes glassy with overwhelmed bliss—and smiled with dark, eternal satisfaction.