Harem Manwa Novels & Stories

“She belongs to every man in this room. Use her. Test her limits. Make her scream for the syndicate.” I looked up at them with needy eyes, my voice already breathy. “Please… honored captains… fuck your foreign pet. Stretch every hole. Fill me until I’m dripping with yakuza cum. I need all of you right now.” The first captain, a stern man named Hiroshi with intricate tattoos covering his arms, stood and walked over. He grabbed my hair and yanked my mouth onto his thick cock without a word. “Suck it properly, gaijin whore,” he growled, thrusting deep into my throat.

a voice growled. I moaned as he pushed inside, stretching me open. The girth felt familiar. “Damon…” I gasped. The man behind me slammed deep with a dark laugh. “Wrong.” It was Julian. Of course, it was. I knew it was! He fucked me brutally, hips snapping forward, his thick cock pounding that perfect spot with every savage thrust. Metal table scraping, hand fisted on my hair, yanking back. Slapping sounds echoed in the huge room as he railed me. His hand cracked against my ass repeatedly, the sting blooming into heat.

I repeated, and she nodded. "Sure, share her. Like the one thing I read in history class." She stayed silent for a few seconds before continuing. "Back then, men had harems. In which a single man would have several wives. It would be a reverse harem in your case, as there are four men and one woman." Her words made me shake my head, but then my mind started to wander. "I mean it wouldn't be so bad— you guys have shared things before..." She stopped talking.

I countered her. "I know, but it will help you when you learn it. You will need it in the future, at least to please your husband. Not all the women you see here are for every man. Some are exclusive, while others just want to gain the knowledge on how to entertain their men. But so far, the Dark Realm Auction owns this harem, so you see, it's not all outsiders that are open to the experience," she explained calmly, and I breathed out heavily.

The question came out hesitantly, and I felt my throat dry as I waited for the answer. The woman shrugged, as if it were the most ordinary thing in the world. "He isn’t usually harsh with women. If he likes you, he might add you to the royal harem. That way, you’d no longer be a packless wolf, wandering aimlessly. You’re pretty, so you have a good chance of that happening." Her words echoed in the room, and my stomach churned. To be part of a harem? I had become just another pawn in someone’s power game. The maid turned to leave, but before walking out, she gave me one last evaluative glance.

she inquired before continuing to chuckle. “This is Locrottom, Your Imperial Majesty, the most powerful and prosperous empire in Somorah,” stated the woman in her twenties before covering her lips with both hands and bowing down to Valerie. “Yeah, stood up, and please quit addressing me as ‘Your Imperial Majesty.' It's not like I'm a member of the royal family here, and please don't be too polite.” Valerie said as she observed the girl bowing to her. “Your Majesty, I just informed you that you have been married to the emperor for three years.” Valerie turns to look at the lady who’s speaking, “We also know you didn't like the emperor, but he is still your husband,” said the lady in her forti

“What I am talking about is those two whispering in the front seat on the way here. I just googled the word Luca said some woman had used” From Andrea’s slightly shaking finger, to his fast breathing I know he is pulling himself together for a confrontation. Shit he knows, that little geek. “So you want to know more or what ?” My brother asks. “Okay then”. Martin shrugs. “What is a hamram then ?” We all look at Andreas, who seems to shrink a bit into the chair. “As far as I could figure out, a hamram is some kind of berserk. All the saga’s talk about how they put on the skin of a bear and gained its strength”.

A room full of candle smokes, tons of book in the shelves in the side---- though all of them are Japanese manga, a medieval styled bed and a weak and thin man sitting on the floor with a manga in his hand, confused, “What the heck?” “Oh?” K Whatever remembered him and blurted, “Small d*ck Joe?” “Pft,” Garfield almost lost his self as his confused state still wary of the place and the man in front of them yet K Whatever blurted something he did not expect to hear in this place. As for the man in front of them, was speechless that the book he was holding fell and created a ‘boop’ sound putting silence in the room. “It really is her.” The gigantic evil spirit who was following the reapers from

But now, on that sofa, I saw my husband making love passionately with a half-naked woman. God, am I fulfilling karma? Have you answered that poor woman's prayers and vows? Is this how it feels to watch your husband make love to another woman right before your eyes? "Nina?" Simon said my name after he realized I was standing a few steps in front of him, staring blankly and feeling empty. "Simon? What-" The woman he was making out with called out frantically after she also realized the man's wife had returned home and seen what they had done. I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. It felt so heavy, and if it were still appropriate for me to cry and scream, I would have loved to.

"I would presume it would be more like a friends-with-benefits situation." "But?" I pressed, knowing there was more. "You mentioned something about my healing nature last night, didn't you?" "I did," he admitted. "This needs a little more context to make sense." He took a drink of his water before continuing. "I'm sure you understand that those that serve together in the service tend to form a brotherhood. A deeper bond than most individuals would." I nodded in agreement and understanding. "In our fire-team, there were only four of us: Riley, Tristan, Ash and I. We spoke a lot about our pasts, our traumas, our struggles and fears. We also spoke about our dreams and our futures. As well as th