Reverse Harem Sex Novels & Stories

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.

When they lifted her almost seamlessly so one of her lovers could lie down under her, she resisted the urge to open her eyes to find out who. She knew anyway, feeling so in tuned with Eamon in his realm. The familiar length and taste in her mouth let her know Eli was the one there. She sucked him until he reached completion as the others thrusted into her in a synchronous fashion. North lost herself in a long orgasm as Marek moved away to allow Ryland to take his place. Kriss’s cock slipped next into her mouth, and once more she was lifted so Orin and Eamon could trade places. Surrounded by their scents, skin, and breathing, she was lost in pleasure and had no capacity to carry her fears or

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

"Interesting. You want to dig in the dirt instead of wearing fancy clothes and looking pretty?" "There's a lot more to it than looking pretty..." "So you don't like sex?" He cut me off. "I do, but not like that." "Are you asexual?" Is he even listening to me? Talking to him is futile. "Most women in the harem are actually bisexual, with a few lesbians. You need to explore a bit to figure out what you are." "I know what I am and what I want." "Are we playing dom-sub in my bed?" His stupid, irrelevant question confused me.

Synn slurred, she still seemed excited about the punishment. "Shemika, I bet you'll love this. It's harem! I've never tried it before and I've always wanted to. Imagine being fucked by these guys. They're hot, handsome, crazy, and have the darkest sexual fantasies." Synn exclaimed. My mouth dropped open, "How does this even sound fun to you?" I managed to ask.

He lapped at my essence, prolonging my pleasure, until I collapsed back to the earth, spent and shuddering. Xander crawled back up my body, covering my mouth with his own in a deep, claiming kiss. I tasted myself on his lips, on his tongue, and the knowledge only heightened my arousal. My hands roamed his back, nails raking down his skin, eliciting a groan from deep in his throat. Lining himself up, he pushed into me in one smooth stroke, filling me, completing me. We moved together in a sensual dance as ancient as time, lost in each other, chasing that elusive pinnacle. Orgasmic bliss crashed over me again, and again, Xander following only moments later, spilling his seed deep within me as

The curse hummed contentedly inside her, sated for now. But Giselle knew it would never truly be satisfied. Tomorrow there would be more women. New toys. Even darker scenarios. She was no longer the powerful witch who controlled others. She was the center of a growing reverse harem, a quivering, overstimulated goddess whose only purpose was to be pushed further and further until she could do nothing but beg for more. And as Lena kissed her swollen clit one last time, Giselle whispered hoarsely, a broken, blissful smile on her lips:

I remembered the desk creaking, his grip bruising my hips, the sharp slap of skin as he thrust harder. “Yes, harder,” I’d begged, and he’d obliged, pounding deep until I screamed. The memory pushed me higher. My fingers pumped faster, thumb pressing my clit in tight circles. Pleasure coiled tight in my belly, heat spreading through my limbs. Noah’s deep thrusts, Steve’s perfect rhythm, Josh’s relentless drive all of them at once, filling me, surrounding me, their hands and mouths everywhere. I arched off the couch, back bowing, free hand twisting my nipple harder.

I rested my forehead against Louis’ feeling heat spread over my skin. “You feel so good, Amelia,” Marcus growled out, his hands gripping my hips. Pulling out of me before working himself back inside of me. Making me ride Louis. “I could do this all day. Watch my cock sink into you while you fuck Louis.” We lost ourselves in a rhythm that felt just like the beating of my heart. Alternating thrusts between the two men, Louis pulling out of me when Marcus thrust deeper. I felt full between them, letting them work my body higher until I babbled their names. Unable to keep anything straight until I shattered apart.

my consciousness issss. "going to faint?" "My head...All white...…Can't think anything anymoreeeee!" "If you can't endure anymore...then I don't mind, you can go faint as you wish" "Oooooooh, Oooooooh, I'm cummming! Cum Cum Cum Cum Cum...!" "I'm also cumming out...!" The urethral opening that had been closed was opened to release the thick semen all at once. Dobyurururururururururu, dokudokudokudoku...!