My Taboo Harem!

Chapter 166: Taking the Chaos Demoness 2 (r-18)


Maddie sobbed—tears spilling hot down her flushed cheeks—but her hips rolled up greedily to meet his next savage thrusts, pain twisting fast into raw, electric fire that lit every nerve in her body.

Phei didn't give her a breath.

He set a punishing, machine-like rhythm—fast, relentless, hips pistoning with brutal force, slamming into her over and over like he was trying to carve his name into her soul.

Each withdrawal dragged the thick, veined underside ridge of his monstrous cock along her stretched walls, the bloated crown popping free of her rim with a wet squelch before he drove back in—balls slapping her ass with heavy, wet thuds, the flared head battering her cervix in deep, punishing kisses that made her entire body jolt.

Her virgin-tight pussy fought and surrendered at once—walls gripping him like a velvet vice, fluttering wildly around every bulging vein, the twisted cables pulsing hot against her sensitive inner folds.

Thick cream coated his shaft with every thrust, her arousal frothing white and sticky at the base where her stretched lips clung desperately to his girth, a messy, obscene ring forming around him as her juices dripped down his balls.

The obscene, wet slap of skin on skin filled the room—loud, rhythmic, filthy—mixed with the slick squelch of her cunt being ruined.

From the corner, Sierra moaned low and hungry, fingers buried knuckle-deep in her own dripping cunt, pumping frantically as she watched.

"Fuck, that's hot body honey… look at her little pussy take that huge cock. She's taking it so well… make her scream louder."

Maddie's cries turned incoherent—sharp, desperate gasps melting into guttural moans that rose higher with every brutal stroke. Her tightness squeezed him almost painfully, velvet walls rippling in frantic waves as pleasure overtook the sting.

He shifted—grabbed her thighs, hooked them over his elbows, tilted her hips higher—and drove in at a new, devastating angle. The fat head hammered a G-spot deep inside that made white-hot lightning explode behind her eyes, her swollen clit grinding against his pelvis with every slam.

"There," he snarled, voice rough with possession. "Right fucking there. Come on my cock. Now."

She shattered.

Her first orgasm slammed into her like a freight train—back bowing off the silk, thighs quaking violently in his grip, tits thrusting upward as her whole body seized.

Her cunt clamped down in violent, milking spasms around his pistoning cock, inner walls convulsing in greedy waves that tried to pull him deeper, sucking at him like she never wanted him to leave. A hot, messy rush of squirt gushed around his shaft, squirting in forceful pulses that soaked his pelvis, splattered his thighs, drenched the sheets beneath them.

Phei didn't slow—fucked her harder, faster, pounding through the clenching chaos, forcing her straight into a second climax before the first had even crested. Her eyes rolled back, mouth open in a silent scream, fresh tears streaming as her body surrendered completely, pussy fluttering helplessly around his invading cock.

He yanked out suddenly—his cock glistening with her thick cream and a faint, streaky trace of virgin red—flipped her limp, trembling form onto her stomach like she weighed nothing at all.

One hand fisted her hair, the other gripped her hip hard, hauling her ass up high until she was on her knees, face mashed into the soaked, ruined sheets. Her cheek pressed against the wet silk, mouth open in a silent scream, drool pooling beneath her lips.

Then he slammed back in from behind.

The new angle was deeper—brutal—devastating. His thick, veined cock speared straight to her core in one merciless plunge and fuck, the dragon cock-head battering her cervix with every savage thrust. Heavy balls slapped against her swollen clit in wet, rhythmic smacks—loud, obscene, echoing through the room—each impact jolting her forward, forcing broken cries from her throat.

Maddie broke.

No coherent words left. Just raw, animal sounds ripping out of her—choked moans, guttural whimpers, his name torn from her wrecked throat like a prayer and a curse at once.

"Phei—Phei—please—fuck—"

Her whole body started to spasm—violent, uncontrollable full-body convulsions that made her look possessed.

Shoulders jerked forward and back in sharp, erratic spasms. Arms flailed uselessly, fingers clawing at the sheets, then scrabbling at air, nails scraping wood as she tried to find anything to anchor herself.

Her spine arched and snapped in violent waves—back bowing so hard her tits scraped the silk, then collapsing forward only to arch again like she was being electrocuted from the inside. Thighs quivered and bucked, knees sliding wider apart on instinct, ass cheeks clenching and releasing in frantic rhythm around the cock splitting her open.

Every muscle in her body seized and released in chaotic, rolling spasms—calves cramping, toes curling so tight they turned white, stomach muscles clenching in visible, rippling waves that made her belly flutter against the mattress.

He pressed her harder by the hip and fucked her harder, cock coming out nearly whole before slamming back in.

Her hips jerked backward to meet his thrusts even as her upper body thrashed forward, caught in the war between fleeing the overwhelming fullness and begging for more. Sweat flew off her skin in tiny arcs with each convulsion.

Her head whipped side to side, hair plastered to her tear-streaked face, mouth gaping in a continuous, hoarse wail that cracked every few seconds into sobs.

He reached around beneath her, thick fingers finding her throbbing, oversensitive clit—already fat and slick—and rubbed it hard and fast in merciless, punishing circles. No gentleness. Just raw friction designed to shatter her again.

"Again," he growled, voice low and vicious against the shell of her ear. "Come for daddy Phei. Come on the cock of the boy you wouldn't even look at weeks ago. Squirt for me, Princess.."

She came a third time—harder, messier, more completely destroyed than the first two combined.

Her entire body locked up in one massive, full-body spasm—every muscle contracting at once like she'd been struck by lightning.

Back arched to the breaking point, head thrown back so far her throat corded, mouth open in a silent scream that finally exploded into a raw, animal howl. Her cunt clamped down like a fist around his cock—walls spasming so violently, so rhythmically, he had to grit his teeth and dig his fingers into her hips to keep from being forced out.

Then she exploded.

Hot, clear jets of squirt erupted from her in messy, forceful arcs—splashing against his hand, soaking his wrist, drenching his balls, spraying across the sheets in dark, spreading puddles.

Each pulse of her orgasm sent another gush—three, four, five violent squirts—her pussy fluttering and gushing around his buried length in hot, rhythmic waves that milked him relentlessly.

The slick sound was obscene—wet slaps and squelches filling the room as her body jerked and spasmed through the peak.

Her thighs shook so hard they gave out for a heartbeat, dropping her hips lower only for him to yank them back up, forcing her to stay impaled. Her arms collapsed completely—elbows buckling—leaving her chest and face mashed into the wet silk, ass still high, still taking every brutal inch.

Tears and drool mixed on the sheets beneath her cheek. Her whole body kept twitching in aftershocks—smaller, helpless spasms that made her cunt flutter around him again and again, leaking fresh cream and squirt in slow, pulsing dribbles.

"Phei—" she sobbed, voice shattered, barely audible. "I can't—fuck—I'm still coming—"

He didn't stop thrusting. Didn't slow. Just kept pounding through her convulsions, through the mess, through the way her body spasmed and squirted and broke for him over and over.

Sierra gasped from the chair across the room, her own orgasm crashing over her in violent waves just from watching. Her thighs were spread wide over the armrest, fingers buried knuckle-deep in her dripping cunt, pumping frantically in and out with wet, obscene squelches.

Her hips bucked upward in helpless spasms, tits bouncing with each jerk, dark nipples tight and straining. "Phei—fuck her—yes—" she moaned, low and filthy, voice cracking as another gush of her slick coated her hand and dripped onto the leather below.

Phei pulled out of Maddie once more—his cock springing free with a loud, wet pop, glistening obscenely, coated in thick ropes of her creamy arousal mixed with faint pink streaks from her ruined virginity.

The shaft throbbed hungrily, veins bulging, the dragon head flushed dark purple and slick-shining.

He flipped her limp, wrecked body onto her back again—her limbs heavy, pliant, trembling—then hauled her up and over him in one rough motion.

Maddie straddled him weakly, knees splayed wide on either side of his hips, her pussy hovering just above his straining cock. She tried to lower herself, to ride, but her thighs shook too badly, muscles spent from the earlier convulsions. Phei didn't wait.

His hands clamped around her narrow hips—fingers digging into soft flesh hard—and he took complete control.

He thrust upward in one savage motion, spearing her straight through.

Her cunt swallowed the 8 inches whole again—stretched lips peeling back wide around his girth, inner walls fluttering desperately as they were forced apart for the hundredth time. The thick, veined shaft disappeared inch by brutal inch until his balls slapped wetly against her ass, the impact sending a fresh ripple through her whole body.

"Ahh—fuck—Phei—" Maddie's moan shattered into the air—high, broken, raw. Her head fell back, throat exposed, mouth open in a continuous wail as he started pounding up into her.

Every upward thrust lifted her entire body—her small frame bouncing helplessly, tits jiggling wildly, nipples tracing frantic arcs. He slammed her back down onto his cock with punishing force—slap-slap-slap—the wet collision of flesh echoing like gunshots.

Each drive buried him to the root, the fat head battering her cervix in deep, rhythmic punches that made her whole lower belly bulge faintly with the outline of him.

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