The Battered Lamp Seven: The Jealousy of the Witch - Sex Stories

The Battered Lamp Seven: The Jealousy of the Witch

... boyfriends or girlfriends.” “The type of girl you can dominate, like Ms. Coel?” Aaliyah asked, her lush lips pursed in a naughty grin. “You're such a horndog, big bro!” “Yeah. I want to add a few more concubines, I guess.” Aaliyah nodded. “I'm glad you are taking this serious, my husband. You will be a powerful man one day, and powerful men need to prove their strength by having a large harem.” “Well, that's my wish.” The auras appeared around every girl. They ranged from the deepest maroon to the lightest pink, with every shade of red between. “The pinker the aura, the more willing to be dominated the girl is.” Aaliyah pointed out a slightly chubby girl that Kyle didn't know. “See how pink her aura is, it's almost white. You could easily make her yours. But that girl over there with the bright red aura, she'd be very difficult. Anyone darker would be impossible.” “You are the best, Aaliyah.” Kyle gave her a quick kiss. They reached the cafeteria, and it was bustling. Chyna waved at them from a table that already had trays of food. She knelt before Kyle and his wives when they arrived. “Master! I have gotten you and your wives their food.” “Thank you,” Kyle answered. More eyes were on them, and he noticed the girls that seemed to be blushing and smiling were the ones with pink auras, while the girls that looked disgusted had the red ones. “You are such a lucky guy,” Corey, one of his friends, said as he sat down at the table. “How did you get so lucky to have two hot wives ...

... and a sexy slave.” “That's three hot wives,” Christy chimed in, her face a little flustered. “So this is your other wi—” Her eyes widened when she realized it was his little sister. “Christy!” squealed Fatima. His little sister let go of his arms and enthusiastically kissed Christy. That brought a lot of cat-calls and wolf-whistles from the boys in the cafeteria. “I'm so glad you accepted.” “Y-you're one of his wives?” Christy gasped, choking on her words. “B-but, your his s-sister!” “So?” Fatima asked. “I've loved him longer than he's known you. And thanks to Aaliyah, I get to share him with you.” “I...what...” “You get two Unmei's to make love to,” Fatima continued. “Double your pleasure, double your fun!” She paused, like she was waiting for someone to say something. No one did—she sighed in disappointment. “Anyway, I can't wait to eat your pussy. Thanks to Aaliyah, I've grown to love it, and Kyle says you taste delicious. Christy flushed, and Kyle pulled her down onto the bench next to him. “She came on to me,” he whispered into her ear. “I guess I've always loved her deep down, I just never wanted to admit it.” “It's incest, Kyle.” She still sounded like she was choking on a fish bone. “It's love!” declared Fatima, her voice full of fire. “I love Kyle, and he loves me. You accepted his proposal, you're willing to share him, so what's the big deal?” “I...” Christy looked helpless, then sighed. “I do love him. I can't lose him so...” “So you'll let me eat your pussy?” Fatima ...