Harem app

Third person POV

The woman spent the whole night trying to hold on to her lust. She wanted to be at her absolute edge when the time to be fucked by Liam would come.

But after a long period, it was time to go there. So she strolled to the room where Davi was. She opened the door with a soft click, but the sound was utterly drowned by the symphony of depravity that washed over Lee Hua.

She paused on the threshold, her sharp eyes taking in the scene, and a slow, deeply satisfied smile spread across her lips.

The room was drenched in the strong smell of sex. The cloying, musky scent of female arousal was so thick it was almost tangible.

And beneath it all, the rich, primal, intoxicating odor of Liam, of his skin, of his sweat, and most of all, the unmistakable, pungent aroma of his seed, which had been pumped into and out of every woman in the room so many times, then he painted them with cum.

The evidence was everywhere. Glossy, pearlescent puddles of cum dotted the expensive carpets and silk sheets.

In the center of this beautiful ruin was Liam. The man was on his knees, his body sheened with a layer of sweat that made his muscles gleam in the low light.

His monstrous cock, still rock-hard and glistening with a mixture of his own spend and Liza’s slickness, was buried between the cook’s enormous, jiggling breasts.

He was using them like a fleshly toy, fucking her gigantic breasts with piston-like drives of his hips.

Liza was on her back, her head lolling to the side, her eyes glazed over in a state of blissful, mindless wreckage.

Her big tits were red and bruised from the relentless pounding, each thrust making her entire body shake. Her mouth was open in a silent, continuous ’O’ of overwhelmed pleasure, her tongue occasionally licking at a stray drop of cum that had splashed onto her lip.

Soft, pathetic whimpers escaped her with each impact. ”Ahn... ahn... so big... fills me...” she slurred amidst moans, her words barely coherent.

The other seven women were scattered around the room like broken, beautiful dolls. They lay in various states of collapse, their perfect bodies used and glazed.

One was curled on her side, a slow, creamy trickle still seeping from her thoroughly stretched pussy. Another was passed out cold, her face resting peacefully in a small pool of cum, a contented smile on her lips.

But Lee Hua’s gaze was drawn back to Liam as his rhythm became more frantic, more feral. With a final, guttural snarl that was pure animal triumph, he slammed his hips forward, pinning Liza’s tits together.

Ropes of thick, white cum erupted from the tip, splattering across Liza’s chin, neck, and chest with such force that it looked like he was marking her, painting her as his property.

He pulled back, his breath heaving, but his colossal dick remained erect and strong.

Liza’s eyes fluttered closed, a deep, shuddering sigh of ultimate satisfaction escaping her as she passed out, her magnificent body now just another canvas for his work.

Lee Hua stepped fully into the room, the door clicking shut behind her. The smell was overwhelming here, a wall of pure, unadulterated sex. She inhaled deeply, savoring it. This was exactly what she wanted. The room was impregnated with him. With them.

She walked over to Liam, her heels silent on the sticky floor. She placed a cool hand on his heaving, sweaty shoulder.

”Magnificent,” she purred, her voice dripping with approval. She looked around at the devastation, at the sleeping, cum-filled women.

”Now, please, make me your slut,” she said. Her eyes glinted with possessive hunger as they returned to him. ”I need your giant cock.”

Liam turned his attention to Lee Hua, a perverted smile playing on his lips.

He didn’t speak. Words were beyond him now, lost in the base language of grunts and sweat and sex. Instead, his actions were his answer.

He rose from his knees with a predatory gaze, his still-hard cock slapping against his stomach, glistening and formidable.

He closed the distance between them in one stride. His large, slick hands cupped her face, then he crushed his mouth to hers in a fierce, possessive kiss, forcing her to taste the symphony of their depravity on his tongue.

Lee Hua moaned into the kiss, her cool composure shattering instantly. Her hands came up, not to push him away, but to clutch at his biceps, her nails digging into the hard, sweat-sheened muscle.

With a brutal efficiency that made her gasp, he spun her around. The expensive silk of her clothes tore like paper under his hands, leaving her exposed.

He pushed her forward, bending her over the edge of the cum-splattered bed, where one of the unconscious women lay sleeping.

”Look at them,” he growled, his voice a rough scrape against her ear as he pressed his immense heat against her back. ”That’s what you wanted. That’s what you get.”

His hand tangled in her hair, not gently, pulling her head up to force her to see the used, cum-filled women surrounding them.

Then his other hand guided his monstrous cock, the head slick and hot, through her slick folds. She was dripping wet, her own arousal adding to the cocktail of scents in the room.

He didn’t tease. With a single, powerful thrust that tore a scream from her lungs, he buried himself to the hilt inside her, stretching her impossibly, filling her in a way she had only fantasized about. The impact shook her entire body, and her vision whited out for a second.

”So, say to me, what are you?”

”I’m your cumslut”” she cried out, her voice breaking as he began to move. ”I’m yours! Your slut! Your whore! Your perverted hole ready to be fucked at any moment.”

His rhythm was punishing, each piston-like drive of his hips slamming her into the bedframe, jolting the sleeping woman beside them.

The sounds of their coupling were obscenely loud, the wet, slapping impact of his flesh against hers, her ragged, screaming pleas, his guttural, animalistic grunts.

He fucked her with the relentless, untamed energy of a beast, using Lee Hua’s body as his own personal fuck toy.

Then he began moving furiously, rapping her perverted pussy.