Erotic Harem Stories Novels & Stories

But that's what she'd signed up for. Kyle'd been asking her to do this since the moment their honeymoon had ended. Three hypnosis programs to listen to while she jilled. Week one had started the dick fantasies. Week two had made her feel like Kyle was stroking her clit every time he touched her. She'd almost come last Sunday, holding hands in the park. Week three and her own clothes made her ache and throb and drip. It had been murder holding her lust back so as to surprise Kyle.

Disclaimer!!! : Explicit erotica concept, raw and unfiltered desires. BDSM and Kink. Triggering themes. Do not go any further if you are not ready for the heat. No Intro, go in blind and enjoy the outcome. ----- ZINNIA’S POV I gasped as I moaned out my husband's name. I arched up towards him as he stroked my pussy with his cock. I writhed against the bedsheet moaning out loudly. “Fuck Ryder….oh babe!” I watched my husband slip his cock out of my pussy and give me a spank on my ass. Making me scream, and coming back to reality.

"Ha! Unbelievable. Then what is my becoming when he finds his mate? I know that harem thing is a lie. I've read that mates value each other and pure possessiveness runs in your blood. The harem thing won't last, will it?" "That—I cannot dare breathe a word." With her reply, I knew that it is far from good news. These Lycans are too devoted.

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she called and we followed behind her at a distance, taking the passageway. There was a red-haired Omega straddling one of the warriors as he groaned and she moaned. He shot me a creepy smile, biting his lips. A cold chill hit me and I immediately looked away. There were many more similar scenes we passed which my eyes tried very hard to avoid. There were some rooms around and you could still hear screams and groans there. Is that all they do here? Have sex? Kia really wasn't exaggerating when she told me this. After walking for a while, deep into the Harem, the deeper we got, the nastier things we saw. Eyes raked us as we passed till we got to a small red-colored tent.

Even if it was a pleasurable occurrence for Cassandra of the past, they've come to realise how wrong it was in a third person's perspective. Falling in love with five people at the same time was tedious. All five falling in love with one girl was like a fairytale. To prevent from heartaches and heart breaks, this reverse harem was hence deemed Forbidden. The Forbidden Reverse Harem shall not continue.

Sadile nodded, her body trembling with anticipation, as she surrendered to the pleasure that awaited her, to the unknown delights that Travis and Jenna promised. The night was young, and she knew that the pleasures that lay ahead would be beyond anything she could have imagined. As Travis's lips met hers once more, Sadile felt herself being drawn into a world of sensation, a world where pleasure reigned supreme, and she was the willing participant, the eager student, ready to learn, ready to explore, ready to surrender to the erotic dance that was about to unfold. The candlelight flickered, casting shadows on the walls, as the three of them moved in a rhythm as old as time, a rhythm that spo

“Do you know where I go on Friday nights, Emily? What I do while you’re here watching my sons like a good girl?” “No, Sir.” “There’s a place, in the City, in San Francisco. It’s called the Hive. It’s a dirty, sleazy place where women who need to be owned for a night go to find men like me. On these Friday nights, Emily, I am spanking other women, beautiful women. I’m tying them up with ropes and chains. I’m forcing them to climax over and over until they can’t speak or walk. And they thank me for it. If they’re truly special and submissive I will let them suck my cock. Now tell me, Emily, what can you offer me that these women can’t?”

She caved in right away, letting out a purr as her pussy clenched around my finger. It was spurting more juices, she let out cries of pleasure as she said, “ Fuck! Yes.” “ Are you a virgin?” I asked slowly, seeing how tight she was. She looked away from me, nodding softly. This blew me out of my words, it has always been one of my fantasies to have a virgin pussy. A wicked thought filled my mind, thinking about ways to start a harem. A harem of nuns. All mine, mine to fuck, suck and touch.