Rogue's Wicked Harem

by Reed James

  “I am,” gasped Kora as I fluttered my tongue against her clit, reaching past her wrist to brush it. “Rithi's beautiful gaze and inspiring radiance, I will!”

  “I know,” I moaned.

  I shifted again, Kora's tangy musk lingering on my tongue, and turned my attention to Zanyia. Her tail fluttered back and forth faster and faster as she pleasured herself. She wiggled her hips, whimpering and moaning her delight as she frigged both her holes.

  It was so hot watching her asshole swallow two of her fingers. That puckered opening gripped her digits so tight as they plunged into her. She whimpered and groaned, her small tits jiggling as she wiggled her hips at me. I leaned in, her bush tickling my cheek, and licked at her folds.

  “Yes, yes, yes,” yowled the naughty catgirl, her fingers plunging faster. She shoved a third finger into her twat as I savored her sweet musk. What a delicious treat.

  I lapped up her juices then moaned, “Oh, your passion tastes so good, Zanyia. I can't wait until you're squirting your cream all over me.”

  “Drench you!” she yowled. “By Las's amazing cum, I will!”

  “She will,” Sven chuckled.

  “Zanyia is a determined one,” the aoi si said.

  Ealaín had tits as big as mine, but hers were so dark. I hadn't had a chance to get to know her yet. She had appeared so suddenly. But she had a gorgeous body, and that cock, as big as Sven's, growing from her pussy made my cunt ache. I leaned over, wiggling my ass at Sven as I sucked on the tip of Ealaín's clit-dick.

  Sven groaned, but I didn't know whether it was caused by my shaking ass, or just the delight of witnessing me sucking on a woman's cock. I didn't care. So long as it inspired him. I heard him stroke faster as I bobbed my mouth on this amazing shaft. Her precum tasted so salty.

  “That's it,” groaned Ealaín. “Be inspiring, Aingeal. Any can spark creativity. Any can be a muse for the artist.”

  “And she is a delicious subject to watch,” Sven groaned.

  “Yes, yes, yes,” whimpered Nathalie, wiggling her hips as she frigged her clit on the edge of my vision.

  That cute ass begged to be played with again. I had to taste her sour musk again. I sucked so hard on Ealaín's dick as I pulled my lips off of it, giving the hermaphrodite one last treat before I shuffled over to the trembling sex slave.

  “Oh, Nathalie, you are such a sweetie,” I moaned, grabbing her firm, tight ass. “So devoted to your Master.”

  “I am! I love him so much! He claimed me!”

  “I believe I had little choice in the matter,” Sven said, stroking his dick in the corner of my sight. “Not that I'm complaining.”

  “You should never complain about a submissive thing wanting to love you,” I groaned before burying my face between Nathalie's butt-cheeks and tonguing that delicious sphincter.

  “Mistress Aingeal!” the delicious creature moaned. “Yes, yes, yes!”

  My tongue swirled about her asshole. It danced and darted about her wonderfully sour hole. She trembled, her butt-cheeks squeezing down around my face. That felt so wonderfully nice. I savored it as my tongue darted over her wrinkled sphincter. It danced and swirled, making her squirm and groan. She shuddered, squirming her hips as she whimpered out her joy.

  “Gods damn, but you are so exciting to watch, Aingeal,” groaned my husband.

  “She's such a wanton faerie,” whimpered Kora.

  “Yes, yes, yes,” Nathalie moaned. “Oh, Mistress, yes. That's so... Gods!”

  My tongue plunged into her bowels. I shot past her tight anal ring and entered her sour sheath. I swirled around, caressing those velvety depths. She shuddered, her entire body trembling, her supple back arching before me.

  “Ooh, she liked that,” moaned Zanyia, her fingers making such obscene sounds as she frigged asshole and pussy. “Ooh, yes, my orgasm is building.”

  “Uh-huh,” Sven grunted. “We have to coat her.”

  “We shall paint her body and let Kora work her masterpiece,” Ealaín purred. “What beauty she shall create with her magic.”

  “Yes, yes, yes!” Kora moaned. “Rithi's inspiring beauty, I'm so eager for it.”

  “Mistress!” Nathalie squealed.

  Her asshole spasmed about my tongue. Her body trembled. Hot pussy juices splashed my tits. I shuddered at the naughty feel of her cream spilling over my breasts. She moaned so loudly as her orgasm spilled through her then squeaked in delight as a second squirt of her juices anointed me, her fresh musk filling the air.

  I breathed it in, my heart pounding. I was coming closer and closer to being made whole. I threw back my head, my breasts bouncing, dripping with feminine excitement. My pink hair swayed about my face as I whipped my head around.

  “Who is next?” I asked, turning on my knees, staring at the stroking of cocks and fingering of cunts that surrounded me.

  “I am, faerie!” groaned the aoi si. “Ooh, yes, you are such a naughty creature. You inspire such lusts in me dripping in Nathalie's passion.”

  I faced the ebony-skinned demigoddess just in time for her dick to erupt. Pearly cum fired hard from her dick. I shuddered as it splattered across my tits, mixing with the pussy cream. Hot lines painted my body, crossing up to my shoulders and collar bones. Pussy juices gushed down her thighs, soaking her hand.

  She pulled her fingers from her snatch and flicked her pussy juices on my face. A hot rain anointed my features. I shuddered, tasting her spicy musk. My entire body trembled as her dick fired its last blast, her cum splattering my back.

  “Ooh, yes,” Zanyia moaned, peering at me from between her thighs, her eyes so wide. “That's so sexy! Yes!”

  She ripped her fingers from her pussy moments before a thick stream of pussy cream squirted from her cunt. I turned my head and shuddered as they splashed across my face. So warm and amazing, full of her sweet musk. She soaked my hair. It poured down my features and flooded down my neck, joining the juices on my flesh.

  “Oh, Las's amazing cum!” yowled the lamia. “Ooh, yes, yes, yes!”

  “Cernere's black cunt,” I panted, loving it, my own cunt on fire as they anointed me with their passion. “You next, Kora.”

  I turned on my knees, facing the human priestess. Her butt-cheeks clenched tight as she groaned and whimpered. Sven's left hand grabbed her ass. He slid his fingers into her crack, found her asshole, and penetrated it.

  “Brother mine!” howled Kora as he fingered her asshole.

  “Cum on her face, sister dear! Anoint her!”

  “Yes!”

  Kora ripped her fingers from her pussy moments before she squirted her pussy juices. Her legs trembled as her tangy delight splashed onto my soaked tits. I cupped my slippery boobs, lifting them up, savoring the sexual fluids adorning my body. My fingers dug into my tits as my eyes rolled back in my head.

  They all loved me so much. They anointed me with their passion. I was so glad that I played my naughty games with them. I turned, my body trembling so badly, and faced my husband. His blue eyes almost glowed with his passion. He grunted, his chest heaving.

  “Do it!” I groaned. “Coat me in your spunk, my husband. Help your sister heal me!”

  “Gods, yes!” His hand almost blurred as he fisted his dick so fast. “Pater's mighty cock!”

  Cum spurted.

  Wonderful spunk splashed across my face. I closed my eyes, bathing in the salty flood. Ropy lines coated me. Thick rivulets ran through the pussy juices already adorning my features. I shuddered, breathing in all their musks, savoring the feel of all their passion dribbling down my skin, uniting me with them.

  Such heady ecstasy swayed through me.

  They loved me so much. They cared for me. And—

  “Rithi,” chanted Kora, turning around, her round breasts heaving, “bless my natural paints with your divine love. Let your vision flow through me and restore the art ruined by the cruel acts of the world.”

  The sexual juices adorning my body quivered to her words. They glowed bright white as Kora's
fingers moved before her. She painted my body, restoring the masterpiece of my natural beauty. I shuddered, the magic sinking into my flesh, warming me. My back arched. My pussy clenched.

  An orgasm exploded in the depths of my cunt. My snatch convulsed. Wave after wave of delight surged out of me. I whimpered. My eyes rolled back in my head. Rapture convulsed my body as Kora painted my flesh in her cream.

  I felt her touch sweeping across me, leaving me tingling. It swept over my shoulders and down my back. I whimpered, stars bursting across my vision as my pussy juices gushed out of my cunt. More paint for her to work with.

  “Yes, yes, yes!” I moaned as the ecstasy slammed into my mind. “Thank you, sweet Kora!”

  My wings sprouted. I felt them unfurling behind me. I threw a look over my shoulder, glimpsing their delicate shapes spreading out. They fluttered as the ecstasy washed through my body, flashing pink.

  Tears fell down my cheeks.

  The light died.

  “My wings!” I cried out, my big breasts, coated in pussy cream and cum, heaving before me. I licked my lips, tasting cunt and cum. I shuddered in utter delight. I flapped my wings harder, feeling the air stir around me.

  “Thank you!” I moaned to Kora, staring up at her. “You're amazing.”

  “A masterpiece, sister dear,” Sven said, his dick throbbing before him.

  Zanyia howled her excitement and then the catgirl tackled me. I gasped as she bore me down to the ground. Her mouth went to my right breast. Her tongue, rougher than a human's or a faerie's, lapped up the mix of cream and girl-cum staining my tits, her eyes so bright.

  “Feast, Nathalie. We have to clean our Mistress up.”

  “Yes,” the Zeutchian girl moaned before she fell to her knees on the other side of me.

  Chapter Twenty-Seven: Harem's Delightful Celebration

  Zanyia

  I licked with such excitement, tasting the mix of pussy cream on Aingeal's body. It combined with the salty delight of the hermaphrodite's girl-cum. My mouth watered in utter delight as I licked and nuzzled and gathered up every drop of the juices I could find. I wanted this delight to pour down my mouth. I wanted to feast on it.

  So yummy. So good. Such an utter treat.

  My tongue licked and lapped and nuzzled. I stared at Nathalie, her blue eyes shining back, as we cleaned our Mistress up of all those yummy fluids coating her body. My tongue rasped across her boob, cleaning as fast as I could.

  I found her nipple, flicked it.

  “Yes!” groaned Aingeal. Her body shuddered as my tongue danced over her nub. “Ooh, you two are so naughty.”

  “Yes, they are,” Master groaned. He stroked his dick.

  “What are you waiting on, brother mine? Fuck her.”

  “Yes, yes, you have to fuck her, Master,” Nathalie moaned before the cute girl latched her mouth onto Aingeal's other nipple, sucking clean a big blob of yummy girl-jizz.

  I sucked hard on the other nub, my tongue dancing around it. I nibbled and shuddered, wiggling my hips. My tail swished from side-to-side as Master fell between her thighs. His cock thrust out so hard before him, enchanted by that naughty priestess of Slata. He'd pleasured her more than any other man had, so she gifted him mighty stamina.

  He smacked his cock onto Aingeal's hairless twat. It made such a naughty, wet noise that my own cunt clenched. I shivered, sucking so hard on the nipple as he drew the crown of his dick down to nuzzle at her pussy lips.

  “Yes, yes, claim my cunt, my husband!” Aingeal moaned.

  “Fuck her so hard, brother mine.”

  My lips popped off Aingeal's nipple. “Revel in her pussy, Master!” I licked my lips. “Fuck her so hard. Then I can lick her cunt clean.”

  “Wicked slave,” Master said, such fondness in his tone. I felt his love and it made me purr.

  My throat rumbling with joy, I sucked on Aingeal's nipple. The faerie shuddered then gasped as Master penetrated her cunt. My own snatch clenched in envious delight, a sympathetic reaction I couldn't control. Juices dribbled down my thighs. Despite my body still buzzing from my orgasm, I wanted to be fucked so badly. I wanted a cock in me.

  “So, which one do you wish to enjoy, radiant?” Ealaín asked. “There are two naughty sex slaves that are inspiring such lusts in me.”

  “I think I'll enjoy Nathalie's cute tush,” purred Mistress, moving behind my fellow sex slave. “Aingeal rimmed her, and the sounds she made were so... inspirational.”

  Joy spread across Nathalie's face as she nursed at Aingeal's nipple. Mistress Kora fell to her knees behind the Zeutchian sex slave. I couldn't see what our Mistress did, but Nathalie squeezed her blue eyes shut and moaned so loudly.

  It must be naughty.

  “That leaves me to enjoy your cunt, lamia,” the aoi si said, moving behind me.

  I purred louder.

  “Fuck her hard,” Master grinned at me as he thrust away at Aingeal's snatch. “I know that purring sound. She's got a hot pussy.”

  “When doesn't she?” Kora asked then laughed, her face briefly appearing over Nathalie's body. Then she ducked back down and made the blonde girl squeal in delight.

  It was true. I always had a hot pussy. Las created my race. His lusts ran through me. I wiggled my hips as the aoi si settled behind me. My tail brushed her big tits. I shuddered, loving the soft feel of them. I swayed back and forth, caressing her nipples as her cock found the entrance to my cunt.

  I loved the feel of her clit-dick on my flesh. It was so stimulating. It made me groan and shudder. I whimpered about the nipple in my mouth as she slid slowly into me. Not a hard thrust like Master gave Aingeal, but just sinking into my juicy snatch.

  I moaned about Aingeal's nub as that thick girl-cock filled me up more and more. Ealaín took her time, whimpering out how much she enjoyed my pussy. The timbre of my purring changed, growing deeper as the wondrous pleasure rippled through my body.

  I loved being filled with a cock.

  I felt Master's eyes on me, watching as the dickgirl fucked me. Her hands gripped my waist, squeezing as she bottomed out in me. I shuddered, swirling my hips and swishing my tail faster and faster. I caressed her breasts and stirred my juicy cunt around her dick.

  Oh, she felt so amazing in me.

  Everyone in the tent was moaning, including me. We writhed in our passion. Nathalie squealed, Mistress Kora feasting on her cunt while Aingeal's breast jiggled beneath my sucking mouth. Master plowed her so hard. Then Ealaín drew back her cock, the silky friction shooting through my pussy.

  I purred louder.

  “What a delicious cunt you have, lamia,” the aoi si said. “What a perfect receptacle for a cock.”

  “I do enjoy fucking her,” Master groaned.

  My heart fluttered and I sucked so hard on Aingeal's nipple.

  “You enjoy fucking every pussy, my husband,” whimpered Aingeal. “Mmm, your cock... Your cock is stirring me up. Pound me, dear husband. I thought I would never experience this cock again!”

  “You can have it as much as you want!” Master groaned, fucking her harder and harder, slamming his dick in and out of her snatch.

  “Except when you're buried in another woman's pussy,” she panted.

  “Good thing we have Ealaín now,” purred Kora.

  “Mistress!” Nathalie gasped, her head snapping up from Aingeal's breast. My fellow sex slave's small tits quivered, her pigtails swaying about her innocent face. “Oh, Mistress, that's so nice. Ooh, I like your fingers in my pussy.”

  I shivered, my cunt clenching down on Ealaín's cock as she thrust it so hard and deep into my pussy. She rammed it into my depths. She speared in now with hard thrusts followed by slow pull backs. She let me savor her girth retreating out of my cunt before she plowed back in again, filling me up.

  I loved it. My flesh drank in the friction. Juices trickled down my thighs as she stirred my snatch up to a froth with her amazing clit-dick. She worked that girl-cock so hard and fast in and out of my snatch, making me dizzy with
delight.

  I whimpered, clawing at the ground. Such delight spilled through me. I stirred my hips, working them in fast circles as she plowed over and over into my depths. I shivered, clenching down so hard as she buried into me. It felt so incredible. She plunged hard, fast. She made me quiver and groan in excitement.

  “Mistress Kora!” Nathalie squealed. “Oh, yes, Mistress Kora!”

  “She loves you licking her ass, sister dear,” grunted Master as he plowed into Aingeal's cunt.

  “What girl doesn't?” Aingeal moaned.

  I agreed, my cunt clenching down on Ealaín's dick.

  “Yes, it is a remarkable experience,” Ealaín purred, her hands sliding up my body as she thrust harder and faster in and out of my cunt. Her hands found my small breasts.

  She squeezed them, her fingers brushing my nipples.

  Delight shot down to my cunt. I shuddered, my pussy squeezing down so tight on the thrusting girl-dick. Pleasure surged through me. I purred so loudly as I nursed on Aingeal's fat nipple. It felt so wonderful between my lips. I treasured it there. I wanted to keep feeling that delicious nub as I sucked on her.

  Aingeal bucked. She let out a gasp of utter delight, her face contorting in pleasure. Sven groaned, thrusting so hard into her. I knew those sounds, recognized the rapture bursting out of my faerie Mistress.

  “Sven!” she squealed.

  My mouth ripped from Aingeal's nub so I could scream, “Cum in her, Master!”

  “Flood her!” squealed Nathalie, her own face twisting with the unmistakable sounds of orgasmic bliss.

  “Yes!” groaned Ealaín, plowing into my cunt so hard, bringing me closer and closer to my own delight.

  “Gods, yes!” Sven grunted, thrusting so hard forward. His chest rippled as his muscles flexed. Passion exploded across his face.

  “Sven, so good!” whimpered Aingeal. I knew he spilled his seed in her.

  I licked my lips, my pussy clenching down on Ealaín's dick as she rammed into my depths. The friction shot through my body. It crashed into the growing pressure in the core of my pussy. My ears twitched, my tail swished, and my yowls exploded from my lips.