My Taboo Harem! - Chapter 219 - 219: FIERY COCK 2 (r-18)

Valentina’s thighs were pure fire—elite quads screaming, deep vascular cuts glistening with rivers of sweat pouring down like she’d been dipped in oil, every shredded fiber quivering uncontrollably from the endless, stamina-shattering squat bounces.

She couldn’t hold the deep position anymore—muscles locking in mutiny, knees buckling.

With a broken, guttural whimper—”Nngh—fuck—can’t—hold—”

—she dropped forward onto her knees, straddling his hips wide again, hands slamming back onto his carved chest for desperate balance, nails gouging bloody crescents into his skin.

But she didn’t stop moving. Her body wouldn’t let her—addicted, enslaved to the Fiery Cock buried inside.

Her ass took over.

Just her ass.

Nothing else existed.

Just that thick, sculpted, porn-perfect bubble butt rising like a fucking monument—golden skin stretched tight over dense, powerful glutes that flexed and swelled with obscene pride.

Hips locked rigid, spine arched like a predator mid-stalk, upper body braced on straight arms, shoulders and triceps carved and trembling from holding the position.

Then she dropped.

Those perfect, high, juicy trainer cheeks slammed downward in vicious, machine-gun twerk bursts—pure filthy rhythm, no warm-up, no mercy.

Up—down—up—down—up—down—faster than any normal body should move.

A hypnotic, glistening blur of muscle and oiled flesh. Every brutal descent forced her fat ass cheeks to explode apart, spreading so wide the deep cleft gaped open and her ruined, winking pink asshole flashed shamelessly in the mirror.

Below it her swollen cunt lips peeled back like wet petals, stretched thin and angry-red around the glistening, veiny length of his Dragon Rod—eight thick, pulsing inches disappearing completely on every downstroke until her slick, puffy outer lips kissed his root and her engorged clit mashed hard against his pubic bone.

CLAP—CLAP—CLAP—CLAP—CLAP—CLAP—CLAP

The sound was obscene—wet, meaty gunshots echoing off the gym mirrors, glass trembling with each impact.

Her rock-hard globes smashed against his pelvis with skull-rattling force, sending filthy ripples cascading across the surface of each cheek.

The jiggle was pornographic: heavy, slow-motion waves that rolled outward, then snapped back tight as she lifted again, only to crash down harder.

Her wrecked asshole pulsed and fluttered above the carnage—pink rim swollen, glistening, winking open and closed like it was begging for something else to fill it while her cunt did all the real work.

Now the strokes shortened—only four or five savage inches of cock sawing in and out—but the speed turned demonic.

Her greedy pussy became a molten, sucking fist: lips dragging tight along every ridge and vein, clit grinding viciously at the base, inner walls spasming and rippling in frantic waves that milked him from root to tip in less than a second.

His shaft throbbed helplessly inside her, veins bulging, head flaring—yet before he could even pulse twice she was already rising and slamming back down, swallowing him whole again in a slick, squelching stranglehold.

Her cunt juices ran in thick, shiny rivulets down his balls, dripping in heavy strings to the gym floor. Her asshole kept winking lewdly with every bounce, stretched and shiny, as if it was jealous of the destruction happening an inch below.

She wasn’t fucking him anymore.

Her ass was devouring him.

And it showed no sign of stopping.

Schlick—CLAP—schlick—CLAP—schlick—CLAP.

Her pussy gripped viciously on the upstroke, released with a sloppy gush on the down, walls fluttering wild and hypersensitive around the burning heat of him—every rapid drag igniting fresh nerve endings like live wires.

More cream built explosively—thick, frothy white rings stacking heavier and filthier at the base, bubbling out in creamy waves, dripping in sticky, obscene ropes down the untouched four inches, coating his tightening balls in a warm, sloppy glaze that strung between them with every clap.

The friction was unholy; his heavy sac drew up rock-hard, throbbing from the constant, brutal slap of her ass cheeks.

Phei’s hands shot to that perfect, sweat-slick ass—grabbing brutal handfuls, fingers sinking knuckle-deep into the dense, resilient muscle, spreading her cheeks impossibly wide like he was ripping her open for inspection.

He held her exposed, forcing her to watch in the mirrors: her raw, puffy lips dragging up his veined shaft in slow-motion filth during the brief pauses, thick cream clinging in viscous strings that snapped and splattered, her tight asshole clenching visibly each time she rose—

—then slamming back down, swallowing eight inches to the hilt with a desperate, squelching slurp that echoed like a plunger in a drain.

“Fuck, look at that greedy, trainer cunt devour me,” he growled, voice shredded raw with hunger now, purple eyes blazing violet fire.

One hand lifted—CRACK—slapped her right cheek viciously hard. The sharp, stinging explosion cut through the claps, leaving an instant red handprint blooming angry across her tanned globe, the flesh quivering and bouncing from the impact.

Valentina SCREAMED, back arching like a bowstring.

“AAHH—PHEI—YES—!”

Her walls clamped down like a steel trap, milking him in brutal spasms, and she came instantly—shattering, squirting clear jets around his shaft that hosed his hips in hot, messy arcs.

But she didn’t stop twerking. Couldn’t—her ass kept clapping faster, wilder, chasing the addictive burn.

The heat—the Fiery Cock he’d been teasing her with slowly—was fully unleashed now, radiating from his buried length like a living furnace, molten dragonfire pulsing through every vein, turning her womb into a seething cauldron of liquid ecstasy.

Every rapid stroke dragged that addictive blaze deeper, spreading scorching waves through her core, unlocking hidden dams of slick deep in her ovaries, forcing floods of creamy girl-cum to gush from places she didn’t know existed.

“It’s—burning—again—fuck—HOTTER—DAMMIT, IT’S OPENING ME UP—!” she sobbed, drool spilling in thick strands from her full, swollen lips, raven hair plastered wild to her sharp cheekbones and scar-bisected brow.

But her ass kept moving—faster, a blur of hypnotic flesh, addicted beyond reason. The warmth wasn’t just pleasure anymore; it was a mind-melting drug, Fiery Cock, hyping the stretch to pornographic extremes, every throb unleashing fresh torrents from her deepest reserves.

Her elite stamina—the kind that could’ve allowed her outlast Spartans in the gym—was crumbling—not from muscle fatigue, but because her body refused to abandon the source of that infernal bliss.

Every lift panicked her empty hole; every slam flooded her with searing fire that ripped another clench, another ripple, another explosive squirt.

Phei slapped her ass again—harder, CRACK—left cheek this time, the handprint mirroring perfect, her globe jiggling violently as fresh welts rose.

“YES—FUCK—SLAP ME—MARK YOUR SLUT—!”

She SCREAMED, back snapping into a deep arch, pussy convulsing like a broken machine, cream frothing out in thick, boiling waves that steamed off his shaft.

Another orgasm—stacking seamless on the last, no mercy, no breath—her skin flushing scarlet from heavy tits to fierce face, sweat steaming off her like she was boiling alive from the inside, the cream around his base thinning to sizzling slick from the internal inferno, letting her twerk even faster, cheeks clapping in a relentless blur.

“It’s—ADDICTIVE—can’t—stop—need—the FIRE—Phei—BURN ME—FLOOD ME—MORE—!”

Her voice cracked into mindless, babbling filth—

“Hot… dragon cock… melting my cunt… crave the heat… pussy’s yours… squirt for you… fire daddy… don’t stop… cumming forever…”

—Her thoughts obliterated: hot… so fucking hot… crave it… need it buried… don’t ever pull out… cumming… again… his fire… owning me… dam breaking… all the cum… his…

Phei’s fingers dug deeper into her spread cheeks—prying them brutal-wide, thumbs teasing her winking asshole as he held her open like meat—letting her lose herself completely.

His balls tightened to steel, cock pulsing scalding-hotter with every frantic clap, purple eyes glowing demonic as he watched her elite body betray her utterly—trainer stamina shattered not by exhaustion, but by helpless, drooling addiction to the Dragon Rod’s burning pleasure.

She was his now. Completely. Irreversibly. One session, and her pussy would crave that Fiery Cock heat like oxygen—wet dreams haunted by the blaze forever.

But Phei was done playing.

“Enough. MY TURN.”

His hands clamped her hips like vise grips—system-enhanced strength exploding as he FLIPPED her mid-twerk, slamming her onto her back on the mat with bone-jarring force, her legs shoved wide and folded brutally, ankles hooked over his shoulders beside her ears in a savage mating press that crushed her knees to her swollen tits.

Her wrecked pussy gaped empty for a split-second, pink walls fluttering and drooling cream, before he yanked back to the flared crown with a filthy schlick—cock throbbing angry outside, veins glowing faint-orange with restrained fire.

Then he took over—brutal, dragon-powered thrusts unleashing hell.

First thrust: FULL POWER. Eight inches PLOWED home like a battering ram, Fiery Cock IGNITING FULLY—liquid dragonfire surging through her core, blasting past her cervix barrier, unlocking ALL the hidden dams deep in her guts.

Valentina SCREAMED—voice shredding into raw howls—”FUUUUCK—DRAGON—COCK—BURNING—DAM’S BREAKING—ALL COMING OUT—AAHHH!”

SQUIRT exploded with the thrust—a massive, high-pressure geyser of clear girl-cum hosing from her depths, triggered by the hype of his Fiery Rod, soaking his abs, splattering his chest, flooding the mat in a steaming lake.

Not just pussy juice—the blaze dragged everything from her ovaries, her womb flooding like a burst pipe.

Second thrust: DEEPER, HARDER. Schlick-CLAP. Fiery veins pulsed scalding against her walls, heat radiating to her clit, her asshole, her fucking fingertips—SQUIRT again, even bigger, jetting arcs that hit the mirrors ten feet away.

“SQUIRTING—EVERY THRUST—YOUR FIRE—MELTING MY CUNT—DAM GONE—FLOODING FOR YOU—PHEI!” she wailed, dark eyes rolling white, drool foaming at her full lips, scar-bisected brow twitching in broken ecstasy.