Harem Porn Stories Novels & Stories

THEMES: Lust and Luxury, Elite modelling agency, Luxury setting, Group submission, Harem play, Orgy, Self- touch- denial, Consensual corruption, Degradation of Glamour, Ownership and Possession. KINKS: Power imbalance, Age Gap, Collar restraint, Leashes, Food play, Older male, Top Models, Dirty Talks, Forced Orgasms, Creampie Fetish, Cum Bath. The first thing I notice when I walk in, is the mirror on the... mmmm... UP.

His shock was obvious, but he remained silent, choosing not to ask about it anymore. "So anger will help me turn?" he asked. "It could, but sex can too, if it's deep and primal." I smiled. This got his attention. He loved sex, especially with me. On Xanthea, all royal females are Sirens and are allowed to have harems of as many men and women as she chooses, This is their norm.

I nodded, slowly sipping the finest espresso I had ever had in my life. “Wyatt, I have chosen you to be part of my harem.” “I heard that part. I don't know what that means, but I did hear that part.” “It means a lot of things. It means I am asking you to be part of my family, my love, my life, for as long as you live. You will never need anything, never want for anything. You want a blonde? A brunette? Both? You got it. Just like this library. And more. You will never yearn for dig sites. You will never beg yourself to go back to study. It will all be right here, for you. It means that I will love you as my own, my darling sweet archaeologist.”

I handed him the book. "A reverse harem romance," he read aloud. "What's a reverse harem?" He asked. "A reverse harem is one where there are many men satisfying one woman, instead of many women for one man; a harem in reverse," I informed him. He continued reading the publicity blurb on the back of the book. "'I was a virgin when the earth was captured in an interstellar war. I was stripped, enslaved and auctioned off to ten alien warriors who helped subdue our world. I was claimed and ravished in the most reprehensible ways imaginable. They set about mastering my maiden body and instructing me what it means to belong to them absolutely. They bought me to use me, but in my heart I know they

His hand found my throat, pinning me to the stage as he thrust back inside me. "Look at them, Blue," he commanded. "Look at what you're doing to them." My breast bounced back and forth from the rhythm as I forced my eyes open. Men wrapped their hands around their parents cocks, pumping up and down with their gazes fixed on us, while women slid their hands between their leg, touching themselves while they watched Damien. "See that?" He thrust harder. "They're all getting off watching me fuck you. Watching me claim what's mine." "I'm not–not yours."

They breed me after that. One by one they take turns slamming into my pussy while the others hold my legs open and degrade me. Richard goes first, pounding me deep and raw, growling about how he’s going to knock up his own stepdaughter. He cums hard, flooding my womb. Mark follows, then David, then Jake — each of them pumping thick loads inside me until my belly feels full and cum is pouring out every time they pull out. They make me crawl.

“She’s soaked, Reese. Absolutely dripping.” Reese’s eyes darkened with triumph and hunger. She fucked my mouth in slow, shallow thrusts while Harper rubbed my clit through my panties. Months of torment. Months of her cruel smiles and sharp words. And now I was on my knees, sucking her strap-on while her favorite toy played with my cunt. Reese pulled out suddenly, strings of saliva connecting my lips to the cock. She gripped my chin again, forcing me to meet her gaze. “This is just the beginning, Avery,” she said softly, dangerously. “You’re going to join my little harem. And by the end, you’ll be begging me to bully you every single day.”

The flames crackled warmly as night fully settled in. Mom and Dad told old family stories, laughing and roasting marshmallows. I sat across from Damon, pretending to listen, but my eyes kept drifting to him. The way the firelight danced across his sharp jaw, the way his shirt stretched over his chest… all I could think about was getting fucked. Nothing more. My pussy was aching, clenching rhythmically, dripping so much I was sure the insides of my thighs were slick.

I held his arm urging him more as my eyes scanned the room landing on his brothers at the edges of the chamber, their eyes glued on me as they stroked their hard dicks lazily. "Hurry up, brother", a dark-haired brother said impatiently. Draven ignored him his hands pumping into me even faster as his mouth claimed my left nipple. He sucked it hard, increasing the way his thumb circled my clit and how fast he fingers fucked my virgin pussy. My knees buckled as I slouched against the post moaning uncontrollably. My juices coated his fingers and dripped down my thighs as he pumped even faster getting me closer to my climax. I wrapped my hand around the shaft of his thick veiny cock and stroked i

Well, I would just tell him everything and have him leave me alone. “I'm addicted to s*x Ryan…” I said, my tone flat. “I know that.” he wouldn't let me finish and interrupted. Gosh. How do I add the fact that I loved different d!ck too? “And I like doing it with different men. I wouldn't stay faithful to you.” I finally added. He was quiet for some moments. Then sighed. “We can fix that too,” he said and my eyes fluttered at him. “I’ll give you every style you want me to Ella. Let's give it a try. You can't continue like this forever. Your addiction needs to be conquered. One day your mummy will find out about this life you're living and you wouldn't be proud of it.”