Harem Games Novels & Stories

Silver: “Any girl who steps into this place automatically becomes a harem girl. We don't ask what crimes they committed, so we don't segregate,” the matron argued, giving the younger woman who had brought me in, a wary look. I squinted in confusion, wondering what crimes had to do with being in a harem. If this was some sort of substitute for prison, then it was way worse than I thought. However, I couldn't imagine any of the beautiful, innocent-looking girls committing crimes that would sentence them to a lifetime of pleasing men.

Leah had been keeping her hookups in the down-low, limiting herself to a good two to three hours on weekday afternoons, once or twice a week. Afternoons like this were her time; she'd select a lucky, vacant stranger she's been occasionally chatting, to accompany her to a hotel or karaoke room for a good time. Leah particularly met with people like her, younger, single men who needed something extra they lacked in their day-to-day life. "97, 98, 99, 100." It took a few minutes, and Leah finished. Keeping her face bare, she donned a black cardigan over her sweaty gray shirts and snipped denim shorts, not bothering to change, and headed out the door with her purse.

I have read a lot of novels where highschool student trys to play a game at a party but disaster always happen after that. I won't be a part of this game, i rather watch and entertain myself. I saw Kelly smiling already... "Is it truth or dare?" Kelly asked the girl "No! Is a new game...is called paper spreading...we use to play the game a lot in my former school. Don't worry; it will be fun." She said and smiled "Then let's play the game, the guy i saw her kissing earlier spoke. " who is in? She asked...don't worry about the rules and how the game is being done; I will explain everything. " she added

And who was the idiot who put that note in the bowl ? The game had started during the filming of the first movie in the series ... we call it 'The cheating game', everyone puts their name in a bowl and in the other bowl is different dares. Then two names are drawn and a dare ... you have to cheat your partner into doing the dare first ... it is usually something like getting drunk as a skunk, sleeping in and being late, singing loudly on set or something else silly. It is usually pretty fun and innocent, even if people tend to get really competitive at times ... but hey everyone is friends again when it is over ... it has always been just fun and games after all.

I looked around the party hall as we entered; it was beautiful. "Welcome to our 30th mating party! Ladies and gentlemen, put on your masks! Now, may we have all the ladies come up here?" A woman, who I think was the MC, grabbed our attention. We all stood up and went to the stage. "Okay! We will be rating you on your strength and beauty to impress your mate." I just sat in my seat as I watched them participate, along with Jess, who also wasn't interested in finding another mate. The MC continued calling the names while I secured my mask on my face.

Each step down the dimly lit hallway made her heart beat faster. A deep voice called "Come in" before she could even knock. Isabella's hand trembled slightly as she turned the doorknob. The door clicked shut behind her - locked. Her eyes darted around the room before landing on Alexander, who sat in an armchair, shirtless, his perfectly sculpted abs on display. Panic seized her chest. Every tabloid story she'd ever read about Alexander Elysian's conquests flashed through her mind. "No, no, no," She backed away, her shoulders hitting the wall. "What kind of game are you playing?"

Aaron has always been careful about our meetings, but tonight, I want to surprise him. No matter how many times I see Aaron, I always feel like this—nervous and excited all at once. He’s everything I’ve ever wanted, and I can hardly wait to see him again. As I walk down the road, it’s impossible to miss the posters plastered on every surface of the street. An announcement of the Mate Games happening soon. As I read the words on the posters,I can’t help but roll my eyes. The Mate Game is one of the most barbaric tradition we follow here. The very process is not only dangerous, but life threatening. The royal family here, rose to their status today because of their strength and resilience. By

Messages scrolled across the air like a live chat again. [LMAO, my favorite part—seeing cocky players crash and burn. Serves ’em right.] [Wait, didn’t everyone wish to die of old age? What did the girl in the corner wish for? I blacked out halfway through yesterday—didn’t see the rest. Can someone give a recap?] [Black screen too!] [ME too!!] [Same here!] … [Why are so many people getting black screens? I thought it was just my connection.] [Maybe she made the one correct wish, so they censored the feed? OMG. Is someone actually going to clear an SSS-level dungeon???]

My in-game ID in "Galaxy Rim" was "Moonwalker," and I was the top-paying mage on the entire server. Half a month ago, my Alien-brand computer had been sent in for repairs, so I had borrowed Stacy's cheap laptop once. I never expected her to secretly save my password. Not only did she steal my account, but she also secretly saved my aesthetic social media photos that were only visible for three days, used them to present herself as a rich and beautiful girl, and started flirting with multiple players in the game at once.

“Look at my baby girl taking three cocks at once. Such a perfect little whore.” They rotated positions again and again. Reynolds took my pussy next, fucking me even harder while Tyler made me deepthroat him. Then Mr. Harlan bent me over the couch and stretched my tight cunt with his fat cock, growling about how he’d been fantasizing about fucking the hottest girl on the cheer squad for months. I came repeatedly — screaming, squirting, shaking. At one point they had me on my knees in the middle of the room, all three cocks surrounding my face as I tried to worship them all at once, jerking two while sucking the third.