Real Life Harem Novels & Stories

Rose said. "Becoming real, what do you mean?" I asked in a shocked voice. "Ours was a contract marriage at first. It became real later." So these kinds of absurdities didn't just happen to me. Okay, mine was a completely different situation, but a contract marriage wasn't a normal thing in my opinion either. I was now more curious about Rose and Luke's story. I was dying to learn when we were alone. "Like us then," I grinned. I pointed to myself and Darian.

Even now that her scent intoxicated me, everything still felt unreal. I focused on her clit, circling it fast with the tip of my tongue, giving it light flicks that could perhaps make everything seem real to me. And the more her hips jerked off the bed, the more her legs trembled against my ears, reality hit clearer. She called me master. And my mouth was closing over her cunt. My stepsister's cunt. Fuck. I sucked her clit gently between my lips, applying a soft pressure. In that moment, her hands flew downward, her fingers tangling in my hair. She did not push me away, but held on tight.

The way he said it, like he had never heard such a word in his life, was too funny. “A reverse harem,” I repeated. “Okay, what does that mean? Is that like… when the girl has more than one boyfriend?” “Yes,” I said proudly. “It’s when the girl gets to have multiple guys. All for her.” He looked at me like I had just told him the sky was green. “Why would anyone want that?” I shrugged. “It’s fiction. But it’s fun.” He narrowed his eyes. “Is that the kind of stuff you read?”

But in reality, my husband didn't want a good and pious wife, he married me because he saw me as a woman who could fulfill all his sexual fantasies. I mistakenly assumed that a wild and steamy bedroom was only necessary in the first years of our marriage. But what Simon really needed was a lifelong sex partner he could be proud of. "I just want to go back to my old self," I said, a strange turmoil filling my soul. "What was your old self like?" "If I told you, you probably wouldn't believe me." "Really?"

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.

I rested my arm across his chest and reveled in the warmth of being tucked safely between these two men. As the movie played, my mind wandered, and I couldn't help but day-dream that this was my real, day-to-day life. Where I lived with these two very protective men who adored me. Where I was never alone in my home again, and I could seek and receive the connection I craved. Was it bad I was having these thoughts of having a multiple-partner relationship? Trying to re-focus on the movie, I slowly drifted into a mild slumber. Sometime after, Vince turned down the volume and moments later Riley and him were talking quietly.

He heard names of some systems like wind system, air system, fire system, lighting system, strength system, and water system, some other systems. but he didn't recognize the name on the blue screen, it is new to him, not only to him probably to everyone on this planet. "The harem system," He read the letters on the screen. *Host detected* a voice rang out in his mind while he is looking at the name on the screen. Hostname: Alex Power level: Level 0 Harem list: None Skills: Love Charm Points: 0 A list of details appeared on the blue screen after the system's voice. To him, everything about this system is new, not like the usual systems he heard about.

Now I'm getting nervous because of how intensely she’s looking at me. “I’m just… you know…” she shrugs her shoulders and pouts her lips. “Surprised to see a Harem girl here. They always choose other activities to engage themselves with.” “Ah… I see.” I’m not even surprised by that revelation. None of those Harem girls look like girls who want to get involved with any form of physical exercise. They are obsessed with looking pretty in order to seduce as many men as they can and I find that really pathetic.

“Yes, of course. I do!” Damon moved first, hovering over me, to position his already throbbing length to my entrance. He slammed into me, slaps of skin on skin echoing in the safe room. Then, Julian followed after, pumping in and out. Then, Christian flipped me around, having me in all fours and slamming into me. This was my new life and I couldn't be so lucky to be this blessed with three huge dicks at once.

Not that it had worked before but maybe three was a charm. In the harem, everyone had their rooms but a communal bath and toilet. Both facilities were large, had running water hot and cold, and were diligently cleaned every other hour or so. As I rounded the corner to the baths, I tripped and fell skinning my knee. Rather I was tripped. Four harem women stood, glaring at me unrepentantly, I couldn't tell who had done it. I didn't even know their names. What could I have possibly done to warrant that?