The Battered Lamp Chapter Twenty-Nine: Harem of the Warrior - Sex Stories

The Battered Lamp Chapter Twenty-Nine: Harem of the Warrior

... body against Kyle's frame. “Is this slut pleasing you, my love?” “So much,” he grunted. “She's on fire. Listen to the slut cum!” “I am, Master! You made me cum so hard!” Her orgasm dwindled, but the pleasure kept roaring through her, Kyle's cock still reaming her tight ass. Kyle grunted, his thrusts wild and frantic, full of his strength. His hands seized her hips, pulling her back, burying his cock deep into his bowels. “Cum in the slut!” moaned Aaliyah. “Dirty Ifrit!” grunted Kyle and then his cum flooded in her. Zaritha smiled, another, smaller orgasm tumbling through her. Submitting to Kyle wasn't a bad life. And it was far more pleasurable than submitting to Rashid. <p style="text-align: center;">~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Kyle woke up with Aaliyah in his arms, Fatima pressed into his back. Christy was on the other side of Aaliyah, her arms wrapped around the Genie, holding her almost as tight as Kyle did. Fumi was cuddling up to Christy's back, her black hair spread across Christy's shoulders. It was the first time he had slept with all four of his wives together on the comfortable bower that Aaliyah had conjured as the orgy petered out last night. His concubines were cuddled in twos and threes on their own bowers, looking so beautiful in the gray, predawn light. Around the edges of the oasis were Aaliyah's homunculi, giants made of the desert. His cock was hard with the need to piss, so he stood up, looking around for a concubine. He walked over to the nearest bed, ...

... stepping carefully to not wake up his wives, and shook Toni. His cheerleader concubine rolled over, her auburn hair spilling across the mattress. “Master,” she murmured, her eyes falling on his cock. “Do you need to pee?” He grinned at her as she sat up and submitted to him. He relaxed his bladder, flooding her mouth, groaning as he relieved himself. There was something so powerful about a woman that is so submissive that she would let him piss in her mouth. She swallowed, her green eyes shining up at him. “We need to talk, Kyle,” Britney said, walking up, unfazed that he was pissing in a woman's mouth. “About?” “What do we do now? Our goal was to rescue Aaliyah and that is accomplished. Are we going to take on the Marid's and make you the Sultan?” “Yes,” Kyle nodded, looking around at his sleeping women. “We are going to conquer the Marids. This Rashid will never stop hunting Aaliyah down. He will never let us return to our world unmolested.” Kyle grimaced. “Not that there's anything for us to return.” “It'll get better,” Toni whispered, lifting her lips from his cock. “Slowly the hole your mother's death left in you will fill up. Focus on your wives, use their love to fill the void.” “And not yours?” Kyle asked and her freckled face blushed. “And use your concubines' love, too, Master,” she smiled. “Then what shall our next step be?” Britney asked. “We are a day's walk from Khoshilat Maqandeli, my father's court. I was sent to make alliance with the Mortal that would save ...