Reincarnated as an Evil Harem God

Aureve could feel her climax coming—too soon, way too soon—and it terrified her. She hadn't climaxed in as long as she could remember. Years? Decades? Her body had been untouched, frozen, forgotten. But now—"Nnhhh~! Ahh—ahhnn! Fuuuhh... nghhh..."—just a minute of Sylvaris teasing her clit, his thumb flicking in tight, relentless circles, and she felt herself about to explode like a dam that had cracked beneath the weight of decades of drought and guilt.

"A-Ah—haaahn~! I-I can't—don't—" she gasped, her voice breaking apart in tremors, her thighs twitching, clit pulsing like it had just remembered what pleasure was—Ffft—ffft—ffft—slrrrp... The obscene sound of his fingers working her soaked folds only made it worse. Or better. She couldn't tell anymore.

Her back arched, breath catching—"Hahh—ahhh—s-stop, it's... it's too much!"—But her pussy clenched like it wanted more. No, needed more.

Her hand drifted back to his thigh, trembling yet purposeful, seeking what she knew waited there. And boy, it was waiting. Massive. Hard. Pulsing. The thick bulge pressed tight against his pants, straining the fabric like it was seconds from exploding out. The moment her fingers brushed it, she gasped.

"Ahhh~..." He was even bigger than last time.

It's way too big... but I wonder... how it would feel inside me...

As his fingers circled her clit, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her weakening body, her own hands moved lower, urgent now, greedy. She fumbled with his pants, tugged them down inch by inch until—THWUMP—!

His cock sprang out, slapping against his abs with a heavy, wet thud—SCHLAP!!—the sound alone was enough to make her thighs clench.

And then—GRRRRRRRRHHHH...—Like a beast roused from its slumber, it growled into the air—not with sound, but with presence. Heavy, veiny, twitching like it had its own pulse, its own hunger.

It rose, thick, wide, impossibly hard, towering over her like a predator claiming space. It didn't just stand. It loomed. And there was only one chick in its sight. Her.

She wrapped her hand around the shaft—tried to, at least. Her fingers didn't come close to meeting on the other side.

But that didn't stop her. That experienced hand gripped it anyway, squeezing with confidence born from decades of knowing exactly how to handle a cock, and Sylvaris groaned, head tipping back as her touch sank in.

And what she did next… blew his fucking mind.

She bent like a cat, spine arching low, and let out a deep, throaty "Mmmmrrhh~…"—a purring moan that rolled out of her like heat from an oven. It vibrated through the air, lewd, needy, and just loud enough to make Sylvaris tense.

Fuck… someone might hear...

Despite the size of her E-cup breasts brushing against his thighs, she leaned in, lips parted with hunger, and without hesitation, took his tip into her mouth.

Slrp! Mmnnnh... glrk...—The sound echoed, filthy and wet, her mouth instantly wrapping him in a hot, velvet prison. Her tongue went to work like a demon unleashed.

"Haaah—fuck!" Sylvaris's breath hitched. Pleasure hit like lightning, so sharp, electrifying, and overwhelming.

What the fuck is this technique?! he screamed inside as her tongue spiraled around his cock like a whirlpool, sucking him with obscene force—Glrrk... schlrrp... mmgh... sluuurp!

It was like his dick had become a planet, and her mouth was the black hole devouring it with greedy, unstoppable power. He moaned instantly—"Nnghh~!"—his body jolting, hips twitching as the waves of pleasure clawed up his spine.

It's like she's sucking the soul right out through my tip… His legs trembled. His cock twitched inside her mouth. Every stroke... it spins. The pressure builds and then vanishes, only to come back stronger—glk-glk-glk... sluuurp... plop!—until my mind can't tell if I'm about to cum or cry.

And the suction was so godly. It felt like he'd been swallowed by some sentient hole trained in ancient arts of cock destruction. Like her throat had learned how to milk him with a pulse, each squeeze a command to give in.

He froze for a second, his thumb pausing on her clit, but then shook it off.

Oh no, you don't!

He wasn't about to lose this war to an experienced beast of a woman in her forties. His fingers dove back in—schlk... glrchh... plrp...—working her folds harder, deeper, faster. His thumb found her clit again and—ffft-ffft-ffft!—started flicking mercilessly.

Her muffled moans vibrated around his cock—"Mmmphh~! Glrrk—nnhh!"—and the way her throat squeezed the head sent panic through him.

He was close. Too close.

But so was she.

His fingers curled and twisted—schlp—schlp—glrk!—drowning in her slick heat, determined to make her break first.

Her body jerked violently. "MmmGHNN—!" she gagged around him, throat squeezing, drool spilling down her chin.

He was slamming into the back of her throat now—her own hand guiding him, stroking his base, two-handed, desperate to own his cock before she lost herself.

Slrp—glk—glrk—ffft—ffft—plap—schlk!—Every sound turned the air into a filthy symphony, wet flesh, choked moans, ragged breathing, the creak of the chair, their war happening in brutal rhythm. Her pussy was convulsing around his fingers, slick gushing from her hole as she trembled.

She looked up. Her blue eyes wide, face flushed, throat stuffed.

And she moaned. That one sound, vibrating through the base of his cock, shattered him.

"A-Ahhhhnn—!" he gasped, hips jerking forward as his cock twitched.Her thighs clamped down. Her back arched.

"HHnnnhhh—haaah—Sylv—ahhh!" They came together.

His cum exploded in thick, hot spurts, flooding her throat—glrk-glrk-glk!—and still, she sucked, gulped, swallowed, her own pussy squirting hard against his hand, drenching his wrist as her body shuddered violently, twitching from the force of her climax—SCHLLRRPP—glrk—SPRRRT—ffft—aaahhh—

He collapsed back, panting, cock still twitching in her mouth. She pulled back slowly, tongue dragging over the length with one last slurp—Schlp...—Then she wiped her lips with the back of her hand, a smug, breathless smile on her face.

"Next time," she whispered hoarsely, voice dripping heat and pride, "you'll cum first."