The Battered Lamp Chapter Twenty-Six: The Passion of the Concubines - Sex Stories

The Battered Lamp Chapter Twenty-Six: The Passion of the Concubines

... Neither her or Phillipa had joined them out in the snowy field. Kyle walked to the SUV, his feet sinking into the cold snow. His toes were so numb. He couldn't feel anything. Alexina trembled in his arm. Christy warped back into the field, grabbing her own concubine, Sable, and Ms. Capello, warping them back to the vehicle. She was amazing. Naked and cold, she was helping everyone get back to the car faster than he was. His feet slipped and he almost fell. Alexina clung to him. His muscles burned and his toes felt like they were on fire as he stomped through the snow. He shook. He wanted to just lie down and let the cold steal through him. He forced that impulse down. When he was halfway across the field, struggling to keep walking, Christy appeared at his side, warmth rolling off of her. She must have cast some spell on herself, warming the air like Fatima had with her spear. “Not me. Get someone else,” he told her. She smiled at him, pressing her body against his side. She was so warm and lovely. “You're the last two out here. Now hold tight to Alexina.” Darkness engulfed them. Their bodies were fold in half and turned inside out. There were no sensations except the feel of Alexina in his arms and Christy pressing against his side. Then their bodies unfolded. He staggered as the cold crashed into him, almost dropping Alexina before he caught himself on the SUV. Shannon and Missy seized Alexina from his arms, pulling her inside the warmth. Christy went in, then Kyle. It was ...

... warm and humid inside. So blessedly warm. Kyle's body was still trembling, his limbs burning with the cold. Hands seized him, his loving concubines and wives, pulling him into the mass of squirming flesh. “We need to warm up,” Alexina chattered in his arms, pressing her body against his. Her lips were on his. “Hold and touch each other,” Missy, a former nurse, explained. He saw her pulling Shannon into a tight embrace, their lips meeting in a kiss. Kyle's cock swelled, no longer shrunken and tiny by the cold, but thawing out. Alexina felt so wonderful in his arms, her breasts pressing into his strong chest. Women gasped and moaned around him, the SUV rocking as they shifted about. Flesh pressed into his back, small breasts, wiry pubic hair, the scent of lilac—Fumi. “Warm yourself up,” Fumi whispered in his ear as Alexina's hands seized his cock, guiding him to her warmth. Kyle groaned as he buried into Alexina's pussy. His hips moved, sliding his cock in and out of her. He rolled Alexina on to her back, holding her tight as he made love to his concubine. Her hands rubbed up and down on his back, the warmth restoring to her fingers as the passion built inside her. “Oh, Master,” she purred beneath him. “Warm me up hard!” He stroked her face, the snow melting out of her blonde hair, and slammed into her. They had all survived the ordeal and he wanted to revel in all their flesh. He looked around and loved the sight. Shannon and Mindy had slipped into a sixty-nine, Chyna, Lois, ...