My Taboo Harem System

Denzel’s fingers slid lower, trailing along the sensitive skin between her thighs before he finally arrived at her already fully drenched pussy. Her pussy seemed to quiver just by his presence, arousing Denzel the more.

The moment his finger gently tapped on the outline of her clit, a powerful rush shot through Aisha’s body.

A loud cry escaped her lips before she could stop it.

Her entire body trembled so heavily that Denzel could obviously see her shaking. Every movement of his hand sent another wave of pleasure coursing through her, leaving her breathless and helpless beneath his touch.

"Mmmm...." Her eyes rolled upward, her lips parting as the soft moans which had spilled before did not dare to reduce. If anything, they increased in intensity.

"Oh... oh... oh... Master! Fuckkk!!"

’I’ve missed this. I’ve missed this amazing touch of his...how do you do it, master? How do you know how to make me feel so goooddd?Oh my God.’

The words slipped out without thought.

This was all the motivation Denzel needed, as he tightly held onto her hair, staring deep in her eyes as she trembled severely just by his faint touch on her clit.

And so, with that he thrust his finger far deeper than before, clouding his fingers with the feel of her ocean wetness.

Aisha could barely think straight anymore. The pleasure clouded her mind, leaving her trembling uncontrollably as she surrendered herself to the sensation.

’I’ve been bad... I’ve been bad to you daddy. I need... to be duely punished.’ She managed to think up inwardly before she spoke.

"Master–"

"Shut up."

Denzel cut her off immediately.

The sharp command made her body jolt as he increased his penetration rate with his fingers, drawing a broken cry right out of her lips as she shivered beneath him.

"Ah!"

"Speak when you’re spoken to." Denzel repeated, his voice calm and firm.

"All I want to hear from you are moans. Do you understand?"

Aisha nodded quickly as she could instantly feel a once familiar tremble in between her legs- a sign of her approaching climax.

’Huh? Already?’

"Yes...Master." She managed to stutter as a response to Denzel.

A faint smile tugged at Denzel’s lips as he moved his other finger, gently rubbing on her clit will he continued his furious penetration.

Each thrust, enraging her moans and fueling his erection the more.

’Is this really the same woman I met back then?’

He chuckled inwardly and continued.

Aisha remained trembling before him, her massive breasts clapping against each other with each tremble he made.

His hand stayed firmly tangled in her hair, gently guiding her head downward towards his throbbing covk while his other hand continued to finger and overwhelm her senses.

His gaze never left her.

"Suck it"

Slowly, almost possessively, he stroked her hair, holding her exactly where he wanted her. The tenderness of the gesture stood in sharp contrast to the authority in his voice, making her body shiver even harder.

In no time, she moved, grabbing onto his cock as she stretched out her hand, taking a quick lick at the tip of his dick. This instantly sent a tremble through Denzel, but as she paused for a moment, moaning slightly, she moved again, stuffing quite a reasonable amount of his length into her mouth.

Every quick, almost wicked motion of his finger into her pussy seemed to draw another reaction from her, and before long, she could do little more than tremble, obey, and lose herself in the overwhelming pleasure of his attention.

"Yes, yes, yes. Obey me just like that. Call me your master." he commanded as his hand tightened on the grip on her hair as she increased her motion whilst sucking his cock..

His hand moved again before he spoke.

"Call me your master. Answer me."

Aisha’s voice trembled as she finally pulled out from his monstrous length, her cheeks boiling red with excitement as she responded.

"Master, you a-are my m-master."

A faint smile appeared on his face.

"Is that so?" he asked as his grip on her hair tightened, pulling her up to meet his gaze in a rough motion.

"And what are you going to do if I give you an order?"

"I’ll do whatever you want, Master."

’Isn’t this a beautiful sight?’ Denzel thought as a malicious smile drew on his face.

At this point, Aisha looked completely vulnerable, or rather as though she was about to cry due to his sweetness and this only ignited Denzel’s hunger to fuck her the more.

’...But if I fuck her here, would we be interrupted? I mean, I bet Antonia wouldn’t have the guts to walk into her boss’s massage session right now. I suppose that’s that. But, if she reacts this much to just my finger, she’ll most definitely be screaming from my cock...’

’Now...I sure do want to hear that...but in truth, this isn’t the place.’

"Come on now." he said. "Come and accept your punishment."

Aisha kept her eyes rolled upward as she nodded eagerly.

"Yes, yes, Master."

His fingers slid through her hair, gently guiding her head backwards as her breasts now remained, puffed out and utterly inviting.

Without hesitation, Denzel stuffed his mouth with her tits and in a single suction, he began suckling on her, drinking into her overflow of breasts milk whilst he increased his penetration speed on her defiled pussy.

"OH MY GODDDD!!" Aisha screamed at this point, her hand slapping on her forehead as she was completely unsure of what to do at that moment.

"M-Master....Master pleasee...I’m..."

The pleasure building inside her grew stronger and stronger until it became impossible to ignore.

Then, in the next moment, a loud moan escaped her lips.

"Ohh, Masterrrrrrr!!!!"

The cry burst from her throat at the top of her voice, echoing through the room as she completely lost herself in the overwhelming sensation.

And then, with no exaggeration, it was as though a waterfall came pouring out as she hit her climax, spilling all over laps and the slab where she knelt as Denzel refused to reduce his penetrations.

’Holy shit! Look at that squirt...I wonder what that’ll feel like with my dick inside...’