The Harem

by Paul Preston

  “Get inside me now, Dane…”

  Dane’s large shaft filled my womb, thrusting wildly into me, my bound thighs trembling again. He kept pumping into me until I felt like I was about to explode inside. Dane groaned out and I felt his semen shoot out deeply into my womb. He pulled out and continued to ejaculate over my breasts, his semen shooting out in streams. I’d never seen so much semen explode out of a man before. He kneeled over me and slid his wet penis through my open lips, filling my mouth with his warm come.

  “Look at me, Veronica.”

  I looked up into his eyes and he watched me as I swallowed a mouthful of his semen. Only after I sucked out the last drops did he release me from the bondage and we cuddled up tightly in bed. I felt an odd mixture of being liberated and imprisoned at the same time. It was the sexiest night of my life by far and I felt happy and content for the first time in a long while. Dane squeezed and fondled my breasts until we fell asleep in each other’s arms.

  Late the next morning I woke up before Dane and stretched. His body was comforting and very warm next to me, radiating heat like my own electric blanket for the cold desert nights. I watched Dane sleep and felt so incredibly happy inside to have him next to me. I couldn’t imagine going to bed and waking up without him now. His body was cut like the sculpture of an alabaster Greek God, without an ounce of fat on him. His sandy hair was beginning to grow out from the short military cut and the only hairs on his body was a dusting of blond hairs on his thick-veined forearms and the light wispy almost transparent hairs leading downward under his navel and penis. He was aroused in his sleep, the white bed sheet barely covering his erection. Dane always seemed hard with me, like a beast that was always hungry, always needing to copulate. He had just come a great deal a few hours ago, inside my vagina, all over my breasts and into my mouth. How could he be so stiff again, so fast? I couldn’t help myself and lifted the sheet off his penis without waking him to get a better look. His thick hairless shaft was beautiful to me, standing up at attention like a soldier. It seemed to be painfully throbbing with blood. I wondered how he could possibly sleep with his enormous erection. I wanted to touch and stroke it to relieve him of the pressure, but didn’t want to wake him.

  I thought of the past men I was with sexually, in high school and in community college, as well as the student I was attracted to at Pima Medical Institute, but had never slept with. I liked to have sex; it came naturally to me and I thought I had a healthy attitude about it. But I had never become obsessed by sex and a man’s body as I was with Dane. I liked how controlling he was over me. It aroused me and I wanted to give him pleasure. The more control I gave him, the more aroused I became. I wanted Dane to be my boyfriend and eventually more, perhaps. I kept staring at his lovely penis and knew what I wanted to do now, and every morning from now on.

  I closed my eyes and slid my body down the bed to swallow his long penis as deeply into my throat as possible. I pressed my breasts against his scrotum and sucked on his penis with the single-minded desire to not allow him out of my mouth until I made him come. I kept thinking of how he shot several streams of come onto my body and into my mouth late last night. I liked the taste and feeling of the mouthful of his come as it slid down my throat. It seemed so easy for me to suck and swallow Dane, like I was destined to meet this man and give him pleasure in this manner.

  I heard Dane moan, wake up and felt him turn on his side. He thrust himself into my mouth with increasing speed and I kept my mouth and throat open for him. I heard him groan deeply and he emptied his come into my mouth. I swallowed once and this virile man filled my mouth a second time with his precious come. After he finished, he pulled me up by my shoulders and kissed my lips very tenderly.

  “Thank you, Veronica. What a nice way to wake up. I’ll have that written into our contract…”

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