My Taboo Harem System

Chapter 106: Shouldn’t be

Sarah was still, at this point, slowly dragging herself lower against the closet she had been leaning on.

Lower and lower.

Until eventually, she was sitting on her plush bum on the closet floor, soaking on the wetness of her love juices which had been sprayed all over the closet floor, courtesy of Denzel’s sweetness.

Pant

Pant

’My...my pussy...ohh...’ she groaned inwardly, unsure of what to do next.

She could still feel her pussy, clenching and throbbing in need as her wetness flowed down her thighs.

Denzel, meanwhile, stood over her, literally looking down at her as he took steady breaths. His hands were still splattered with her sweet breast milk as he stared.

’A dare, huh?... What do I do? There are so many things I could dare her to do...It has to involve my cock, that’s for sure. It most definitely does.’

He considered it carefully.

Then another thought crossed his mind.

’But... Before I make my next move, I want to understand something first.’

As he thought that, Sarah remained where she was. Still struggling to compose herself.

’God, I can’t even think properly. Is it just because I came? No..I mean...Goddamnit! Think properly. I’ve cum so many times before, but never like this. This one felt so...aahh~’ she thought inwardly as she flicked her eyes toward Denzel, and instantly her pussy clenched in need once more as though commanding her to let Denzel in.

Then Denzel finally spoke.

"This might be a weird question, but I wanted to ask you something, something that is pretty important for me....so....umm. How do you and Antonia go about it? You know... touching each other?"

Sarah blinked, her confusion flowing out of her instantly.

"Huh?"

Denzel rubbed the back of his neck.

"I know it probably seems improper to ask, but I genuinely want to know. It’s something that’ll help me validate my dare. So if you don’t want to answer, that’s your choice."

Another pause.

"But I’m not actually just trying to be a pervert. I am a pervert, that I won’t deny, but this time I’m asking for you."

"Asking for me? What’s that supposed to mean? Sounds alot like it’s a full on perverted question." Sarah managed to mutter, completely surprised she was capable of saying all those once.

His gaze remained fixed on her before he took a short chuckle, running his hand through his face in a calm demeanor.

"I just want to make sure that you’d enjoy my dare as much as I would."

Then inwardly, he added his real malicious thoughts.

’Because I’m damn sure I’m going to enjoy it....Most especially when I give you a Supreme punishment for keeping that pussy away from men.’

Sarah stared at him for a moment, using what was left of her untried brain cells to think about what possible response or action she was to do.

However, she lowered her gaze, running frantic thoughts through herself.

’I can’t even think properly. I feel like I shouldn’t answer his question...But why am I trembling so much right now? Why do I feel so much more like I’m his bitch?’

Her cheeks burned hot. She couldn’t even bring herself to look up at him.

"It’s just... it’s just...Umm...ugh, why am I even trying to tell you this?" She cursed to herself, a little chuckle escaping her lips as she shaked her head.

Her voice trailed off. After a few seconds, she finally muttered as she used her palm to whip the remnants of her love juices with a clothe which rested on the floor of the closet with her.

"We have a strict rule. Ever since I had a baby, I don’t really let her do much around my pussy. It always...umm...It always brings back weird memories and sensations. So I mostly just let her do whatever she wants anywhere else... mostly my ass."

She took a brief pause.

"And then that’s it."

Denzel was genuinely surprised.

’Huh. This girl is an anal freak, for real? Well, that does explain why she was so moved by me making her cum so much. Since she hasn’t been properly satisfied by a man, it does seem a tad bit obvious that she was flabbergasted with my skills. Hehe...I feel so good!’

Without any real malice, he leaned forward and lightly tapped her.

"That’s it?"

He tilted his head.

"Well then... I don’t want to know too much about your relationship with women. But since our methods are obviously pretty different, all I can really say now is... I dare you to suc—"

As he was saying this, Denzel raised his hand, lifting a few fingers towards his lips as he paused.

"Hmm..."

His eyes drifted down to his hand, lingering on his fingers—most especially his long middle finger.

’Hmm...my skill is still very active now, isn’t it? maybe instead of charging her with my dare like qn animal, I should dig in a little more depth.’ he thought inwardly.

A moment later, he shifted his gaze back to Sarah.

She was still sitting on the closet floor, looking up at him.

Denzel stared at her for a few seconds before finally muttering,

"How did it make you feel?"

Sarah blinked.

"Huh? What’s that?"

’There might be more to this than I thought.’ Denzel mused inwardly.

’Instead of making assumptions, how about I push a little harder and see how much gold is really hidden beneath all that rough rock?’

Then he repeated himself.

"How did it make you feel...you know...A finger in your ass."

Another pause followed.

"I mean, some people would find it’d be painful... so I suppose I’m a bit curious."

Sarah stared at him for a long moment. Then she asked.

"Am I supposed to answer honestly, or are you daring me to answer your questions?"

A smirk tugged at Denzel’s lips.

’This is the tricky part.’ he thought. Then he shrugged.

"I’m asking. So answering me is entirely your choice."

He spread his hands slightly.

"Whether you answer or not is completely up to you."

His smirk widened.

Sarah lowered her gaze.

For a few seconds, she remained silent, accessing whether or not it would be wise to answer him. Then she quietly answered.

"It made me feel very good. It hurt at first."

A faint smile touched her lips.

"But pain is pleasure, isn’t it?"

She let out a weak chuckle.

’What the hell is wrong with me. I just met this guy today, so why am I telling him so many personal things about myself. Uhh... it was that sensation when he sucked my nipples...I can’t ...I can’t just shake it off.’

At that point, Denzel found himself licking his lips, strangely thirsty despite having gulped down a good portion of her breast milk.

Then Denzel’s voice grew quieter.

"How would it make you feel if I dipped my finger into you right now?"

The instant the words left her mouth, her entire body trembled.

’No! Absolutely not. No, I shouldn’t allow him. I’m only for Antonia. Say no...Say no.’

Yet another thought immediately surfaced.

’But his touch felt so good.Doesn’t that mean I should at least try to know what it would feel like if he tried to.’

’I mean, it’s only seven minutes in Heaven. It isn’t really that big of a deal... right?’

Denzel merely smirked.

"It’s all your choice."

Sarah hesitated.

Then her eyes drifted down toward his hand.

"Um...Your finger... It’s quite..."

Another pause.

"Big."

Her cheeks flushed.

"Bigger than any I’ve had."

Denzel raised an eyebrow.

"Oh, really?"

A grin immediately spread across his face.

"And what would you say about my dick?"

Sarah blinked.

"Your dick?"

Then Denzel answered honestly.

"I mean... I’m pretty sure it’s the biggest you’ll ever seen."

"You’d be surprised by what I’ve seen." Sarah smiled.

Then he folded his arms.

"Alright. So how about this? How about I show you my dick, and if you like it enough, you let me put it in your ass."

Sarah thought for a moment, considering his offer, then she tilted her head.

"And what if it isn’t the biggest I’ve seen?"

Denzel shrugged, as confident as ever.

"Then name your price- Money, favors, whatever.I’ll agree to it."

Sarah hummed thoughtfully.

"Hmm..."

Then a smile slowly spread across her face.

"How about this? If it isn’t the biggest I’ve seen...then you have to let me finger your own ass."

She shot him a heavy smirk.

Denzel simply stared at her.

’What the fuck? What’s wrong with this crazy bitch? How did she even get that thought? I was trying to make a sexy deal, and somehow she’s made it weird.’

He forced himself to calm down.

’No. Calm down.This is fine. Besides, all I have to do is prove that my cock is the biggest.’

He paused. Thinking firmly on what his decision would be. Who wouldn’t at this point? His decision was either going to make or break him.

For a moment, he simply stood there.

Then a smile spread across his face.

"Alright then...I accept."