Evil MC's NTR Harem

Chapter 1016: Chapter 1016 Truth

Karen froze, her mind blank for a heartbeat. Desire clashed with panic.

Even her boyfriend had only ever kissed her.

She had never been this intimate with anyone, and the thought of seeing, touching, much less taking his cock into her mouth made her cheeks burn.

"I... I don’t know how, Ross. This is my first time," she admitted, her voice trembling with a mix of fear and arousal.

"All the better," he murmured, his voice a silky rumble that made her knees weak.

"There’s a first time for everything. Come on, I know you can do it."

His words, calm and reassuring, washed over her like a wave, easing some of the tension in her body.

Slowly, she let her hands drift to his belt, fingers shaking slightly as she unbuckled it.

Her heart pounded as she slid her hands down to his pants, undoing them inch by inch, the fabric pooling at his thighs.

Already on her knees, she hesitated for a split second, taking in the sight before her.

With a steadying breath, she pulled his boxers down, and the moment his cock sprang free, it brushed against her face.

The sensation made her gasp.

It was impossibly large, firm and throbbing, far more than she had imagined.

Her eyes widened in shock and awe as she took in the full view, the sheer size leaving her momentarily speechless.

She could feel the heat radiating from him, the weight of him pressing lightly against her lips.

Her hands moved almost of their own accord, cupping him, feeling the hardness and warmth, while her mouth tingled with anticipation.

Ross groaned softly, his fingers brushing through her hair, guiding her gently.

"Relax, Karen. Just take it slow. Let yourself feel it."

The sound of his voice, low and coaxing, made her shiver.

Yet, a spark of confidence flickered inside her.

She had never done this before, but with Ross’s encouragement, she felt a daring curiosity rising, pushing her forward, urging her to explore the sensation, to give in to the intoxicating intimacy of the moment.

"I can do this," she whispered to herself, trying to calm her nerves as she stared at what she would be working on tonight.

Karen gulped, her heart hammering as she stared at what she could hardly believe existed.

It was fifteen inches long, thick and heavy, veins standing out like rope along its length.

The sight alone made her stomach flutter with a mixture of awe and fear.

Without another word or invitation, she reached out, her fingers trembling slightly as she tried to wrap her hand around it.

"It’s... it’s so big! I can’t even wrap my hand around it!" she thought, wide-eyed and incredulous.

The thought of taking something so massive inside her made her chest tighten with a mix of fear and desire.

"This cock... it’s going to break me apart!" she whispered in her mind, but despite the trepidation, her hands moved instinctively.

She let her fingers glide up and down along the thick, heavy shaft, feeling the slick texture and the heat radiating from it.

Every stroke sent shivers through her body, and her pulse quickened at the realization that this was the first cock she had ever touched.

After a minute, she brought both hands into play, wrapping them around him, stroking in tandem, feeling the veins under her palms and marveling at the sheer size and hardness.

Ross let out a low groan of approval, staying silent, giving her the freedom to explore him, to learn the rhythm and weight of him.

As she continued, his precome began to leak from the tip, warm and sticky.

"Ohhhh..." Karen moaned softly, startled at the sensation as it coated her fingers.

She instinctively used it like oil, letting the slickness ease her grip and make her movements smoother.

She marveled at how his cock seemed to respond to her touch, swelling and pulsing beneath her hands.

The more she stroked, the more she felt herself entranced by the enormity before her.

Her eyes traced every vein, every ridge, and the thick, throbbing head that seemed almost too much for her to comprehend.

With each motion, she felt a mix of fear, excitement, and something thrillingly intimate as if she were discovering a whole new world with him.

Ross groaned, deep and low, and she realized how much control she had over his pleasure.

That knowledge only drove her further—her hands moved faster, more confident, experimenting with different pressures, different strokes, testing what made him shiver and moan.

The precome slickened her hands more, and she leaned into the sensation, letting her lips part slightly as she imagined what it would feel like to take him inside her.

Time stretched, the world narrowing to the warmth of his cock in her hands, the slickness between her fingers, and the way his body trembled under her touch.

She felt both nervous and exhilarated, her body responding even if she had never expected to be in this position.

Every inch of him she held was a revelation, every pulse a lesson in desire and submission, and she lost herself completely in the sensation, unable to pull away.

"It’s too much!" Karen thought, her mind spinning as Ross’s precome continued to slick his cock.

The scent hit her first, sharp and intoxicating, and it made her ache in ways she hadn’t expected.

Her body responded instantly, heat pooling between her legs, making her wet and ready in a way that surprised her.

Every inhale of his scent seemed to heighten the need she felt, making her want him even more.

More than that, she suddenly became aware of how enticing she herself felt, a dizzying realization of her own arousal that made her pulse race.

"I wonder... how it tastes," she mused, curiosity mingling with lust, her thoughts almost trembling with anticipation.

She swallowed hard, the lump in her throat making her nerves tingle.

After a brief hesitation, she leaned closer, bringing her face nearer to him.

Tentatively, she flicked her tongue over the tip, tasting the salty, musky tang of him.