Aunt Penelope's Harem

by Chris Tanglen

  Their tongues met.

  Break the kiss, dumb ass! He doesn’t want you in that way!

  The kiss continued to become more passionate. Melanie put her arms around him, forcing Leo to move away from her breast. The other two guys were still tending to her upper legs, but they were respecting her desire not to receive actual oral sex…at least, so far.

  Carl put his arms around her.

  She wanted him badly. Just him.

  Moving slowly to let everybody know her intention and to not hurt anybody, Melanie rolled over onto Carl, their lips never breaking contact.

  She rubbed her wet pussy against his waist.

  He reached around and grabbed her ass cheeks, squeezing gently.

  Melanie finally broke the kiss and raised herself up. Dawn was still on her hands and knees, but it was Dennis who was fucking her now. And doing quite a good job of it, from the looks of things.

  Suddenly, the New Age music stopped and the room went completely dark.

  “Aw, shit,” said Dennis.

  “A breaker must’ve tripped,” Leo said. “Happens every once in a while. Don’t worry, I’ll take care of it.”

  “I certainly hope you all behave yourselves in the dark,” said Dawn. “I don’t expect anybody to get fresh and steal a kiss.”

  Melanie heard Leo get to his feet, and then heard him promptly trip over something (or, more likely, somebody) and fall. “Shit,” he said.

  “Anybody want to hear a ghost story?” asked Carl.

  Leo got back up and a moment later light spilled into the room, demonstrating that the problem hadn’t affected the main area. Melanie got up as well and followed him. “I’ll be back,” she said. “I need to…I need to think about something.”

  She headed for the exit, nearly tripping over Keith’s leg, and stepped out into the main harem area. The room lit up behind her just as she did so.

  “All taken care of,” said Leo. “Go on and head back in to the party, if you’d like.”

  “Thanks. I think I need a break.”

  “Can I make you a drink?”

  “Yes, actually. That’d be great.”

  They walked over to the bar. “Margarita?” asked Leo, walking behind the counter.

  “Just a beer.”

  “Beer it is,” he said, pronouncing it “beah”. He opened the refrigerator and retrieved a bottle of beer. He popped off the cap and handed it to her.

  “I’ve never been served a beer by a naked bartender with an erection before,” Melanie noted.

  Leo glanced down at himself and smiled. “You’ll get used to it.”

  Melanie took a drink. “I don’t know.”

  “You okay?”

  “Yeah, I’m fine.”

  “Are you sure? I can talk. That’s what naked bartenders with erections do when they ain’t serving drinks.”

  Melanie sighed. “So, let’s say I’m at a completely depraved orgy, where all of the male participants are being paid to provide these orgy services, and then I suddenly realize that I’m falling for one of them. That’s kind of pathetic, isn’t it?”

  “Carl, right?”

  “Yeah.”

  “It ain’t pathetic at all. He definitely likes you. But you’ve gotta consider the circumstances under which you’ve become acquainted. Not to slam my own profession here, but we’re sex slaves in a harem. It’s perhaps not the career choice most conducive to a loving long-term relationship.”

  “I know, I know.” Melanie took another long swig of beer. “I can’t believe I’m even thinking about such a thing when I’ve just been making out with four guys at once.”

  “I’ve gotta be honest with you, Melanie. Emotional attachment and making out with four guys at once ain’t exactly elements that combine well.”

  “What do you think I should do?”

  “Self-interest aside?”

  “Of course.”

  “Enjoy your harem. You don’t need to be getting involved with somebody like Carl. He’s a nice guy, yeah, but look at what we do for a living. I wouldn’t recommend you get involved with me, either, and I’m a sweetheart. Have fun, get laid, party like a wild woman, and when you’re ready to settle down, kick us out on our asses.”

  “You think so?”

  “Yeah. Your friend has the right idea. She’s not thinking about what she wants to name her and Julian’s children right now, I can guarantee you.”

  “I think she was fucking Ben when the lights went out.”

  “Dennis, actually. But that’s my point. Don’t complicate things and risk getting hurt. Think of us as friends with benefits. If you start turning this into a romance, you’re only gonna be disappointed, and I don’t want to see a nice person like yourself be disappointed.”

  “Thanks.” She gestured with her bottle of beer. “Not to be perverted or anything, but you’re really good at sustaining that erection.”

  “Well, you’re really good at standing there naked.”

  Melanie chucked. “Okay, I’m ready to head back now if you are.”

  “Believe me, I am.”

  * * * * *

  They walked back into the mattress room. Dawn had kept things moving in Melanie’s absence, and was currently straddling Dennis, who lay on his back as she rode his cock. Julian and Stephen stood on each side of her, and she was alternating between sucking each of them.

  She’d had no idea Dawn could be so kinky.

  The other men were watching the activities. Melanie was tempted to just sit down and join them. It was quite a presentation. Dawn held Stephen’s penis in her hand as she sucked the tip of Julian’s, her hips bucking as she bounced up and down on Dennis’s cock.

  Carl gave Melanie a friendly wave. She returned it, but Leo was right, she was nuts to think that any kind of romantic relationship could come of this. That wasn’t what this evening was about. This evening was about doing things that she’d never done before, that she’d never even considered before, and that she would likely never do again. It was about having her wildest, naughtiest fantasies fulfilled.

  She lay down on her stomach, legs apart. She’d never had the courage to ask to have something like this done to her before, and never had a boyfriend who volunteered, but tonight was the night.

  “Somebody lick my ass,” she said, looking back over her shoulder.

  Keith was there in a flash. Melanie lay her head against the mattress as he gently nibbled her buttocks, tongue gently probing them. She’d never had anal sex and had no real desire to experiment with it, but she’d always been curious about what it felt like to have a wet tongue there. It just wasn’t the kind of request she’d ever felt comfortable making in her prior relationships.

  His tongue slipped between the cheeks as his hands parted them.

  “Oooooohhhh,” she moaned as Keith’s tongue touched her anus.

  This was nice. She was much more sensitive there than she’d expected, and Keith was obviously not shy about what he was doing. “Oh, yes,” she whispered. “That’s so good. Keep doing that.”

  She wondered what Carl was thinking, watching this.

  Forget what Carl was thinking. She’d let him lick her pussy later, and possibly even fuck her. He still had the best cock of them all.

  While Keith licked, she watched Dawn. She was stroking both Julian’s and Stephen’s cocks at the same time. The heads of their cocks were so close that they were almost touching, and Dawn had her tongue between them. She continued to bounce on Dennis, whose moaning was growing louder and louder.

  Keith began to lick Melanie with quick circles. She raised her ass a bit, grinding into his face.

  “Milady, I’m gonna come,” Dennis gasped.

  Dawn quickly raised herself. As his cock popped free of her pussy, she released her grip on Julian and Stephen and vigorously stroked Dennis with both hands. He gasped, moaned, and then…

  “Oh, Christ!”

  …shot the biggest stream of semen that Melanie had seen in her life. It covered Daw
n’s breasts and chest and was followed by several more. Melanie couldn’t believe it. She wondered if Dennis had been storing this since Aunt Penelope died.

  Finally Dennis was spent.

  “Oh, milady, I know I’m supposed to be thinking about your desires, but I really needed that,” he said.

  “Not a problem,” Dawn told him. “But since you’re the one who came all over me, I think you’re the one who needs to get me a towel.”

  “I can do that.” Dennis got to his feet and headed for the shower room, staggering slightly.

  Dawn rubbed her breast. “I’ve never seen a guy shoot like that before. Have you, Melanie?”

  “Never,” Melanie replied breathlessly. Keith hadn’t stopped licking.

  Dennis returned with a towel and a wet washcloth. He wiped Dawn off thoroughly, and then tossed the towel into the corner of the room. Dawn got back on her hands and knees. This time Stephen came up behind her, sliding all the way into her with one stroke.

  Carl leaned down next to Melanie’s face. “How does it feel?”

  “Wonderful.”

  “Yeah?”

  “Yeah.”

  “If you’re so inclined, I’d like you to sit on my face.”

  Melanie raised up and shook her head. “I can’t.”

  “You don’t want to?”

  “I’m too big.”

  “No, you’re not.”

  “I’ll smother you.”

  “You won’t smother me. I promise. I’d really like you to sit on my face.”

  “Okay.”

  Chapter Eleven

  Carl lay down on his back. As Keith moved away, Melanie stood up on her knees. She carefully straddled Carl’s face, then hesitated. Once, in college, she’d sat on a boyfriend’s face, but after a couple of licks he’d gasped for breath and said their relationship wasn’t working out.

  She slowly lowered herself down to his mouth.

  His tongue met her pussy, moving in long strokes across the surface. Melanie gasped and trembled. Carl put his hands on her legs and pulled her down even closer to him.

  He kissed and licked and sucked on her as she whimpered.

  She couldn’t even imagine how wet she must be.

  Stephen was fucking Dawn hard and kneading her buttocks with one hand while his thumb stroked her anus. She was trying to suck Ben’s cock at the same time, but again doing a poor job of maintaining her concentration.

  Leo and Nate moved over in front of Melanie. Each of them took one of her nipples into their mouth. Melanie thought she was going to shriek from the pleasure.

  Carl’s tongue lashed across her pussy as his upper lip moved back and forth over her clitoris. She gently began to grind against him, careful not to suffocate the poor guy.

  Oh, his tongue was talented beyond measure.

  Maybe he did have genuine feelings for her…

  Enough! Let him lick your pussy in peace!

  Having three pleasure centers stimulated to such an extent at the same time was too much for her. Another orgasm was approaching, and it was clear that this one was going to be even more intense than the first.

  She started to move off of Carl’s face.

  He grabbed her ass and held her there, licking more furiously.

  “I’m gonna come,” she said, “and maybe break your neck.”

  He released her ass.

  Melanie moved off of his face and slid back until her pussy was on his chest. She gestured for Leo and Nate to return to their respective nipples. As they did, she rubbed herself against Carl’s chest as she worked her clitoris with her index finger once more.

  She felt Keith’s lips against her ass again. She leaned forward enough to make it easy for him. His tongue probed and returned to its former spot.

  She was definitely going to come.

  It was going to be a doozy.

  “OH FUCK!!!” she screamed, as the orgasm hit sooner than she’d expected. “Oh my God!” She thrashed so violently that Keith had to move away, her nipples popped out of the mouths that were sucking them, and she became immediately concerned that she was going to do serious damage to Carl’s chest.

  She came harder than ever before in her life.

  And it took a long time to subside. She broke into a sweat, clenched her fists so tightly that it almost hurt, and howled without the least bit of self-consciousness.

  Then, finally, she lifted her leg over Carl and collapsed onto the mattress.

  But she wasn’t exhausted. “Lick my pussy some more,” she told Carl, patting her vagina. He quickly dove between her widespread legs and resumed his licking.

  Melanie reached out and took Leo’s hard, hot cock in her hand. She stroked it a couple of times, released it, quickly licked her palm to lubricate it, and then went back to stroking it. She did the same to Nate.

  This is going too far…

  Fuck it. I’ll live.

  She worked both of their cocks, relishing the feel of them in her hands. Carl was licking at her pussy with such enthusiasm that she already felt the stirrings of a third orgasm.

  She heard one of Dawn’s men (Stephen?) cry out in what was surely his own orgasm. It sounded like a mighty one.

  Oh, yes, she was going to come a third time, and soon.

  “Oooooohhhhhhhh…” she moaned, bracing herself. She stroked Leo and Nate rapidly, her hands a blur. It occurred to her that if one of them came in this position, he’d certainly spray it on the other man. But, hey, they were professionals, and it was up to them to make the necessary adjustments.

  Carl’s tongue hit the absolute perfect spot. “Right there!” she cried. “Keep doing that!”

  He did.

  Melanie wrapped her legs around Carl, released the cocks in her hand, and came so hard that she thought her body was going to explode. She screamed incoherently and dug her bare heels into Carl’s back.

  Carl kept licking.

  Just as this orgasm faded, she felt another one brewing. Rolling orgasms…something she’d never experienced or even believed truly existed, but it was definitely happening to her.

  She came again and again and again until she thought she was going to lose her mind. Actually, by the end of it she was pretty sure that she had lost her mind, but that was okay.

  Finally, after what seemed like but couldn’t possibly have been hours, she lay exhausted on the mattress, covered with perspiration and very, very happy.

  Dawn was fucking Julian again, this time in the missionary position. Melanie watched Julian’s wonderful ass gyrating for several moments, then returned her attention to Carl, who was kissing his way back up her chest.

  “Thank you,” she said.

  “My pleasure.”

  Melanie got up and moved behind Leo. She reached around him, pressing her tits against his back and her pussy against his ass, and took his cock in her hand. She stroked it vigorously, grinding against him as she did so.

  “I want you to come,” she whispered into his ear, though because of the height difference she was actually whispering a couple of inches below his ear.

  After a minute of stroking, he did so, crying out with pleasure.

  Melanie did the same to Keith, rubbing her tits against him as she stroked his warm cock. Keith’s orgasm was the most powerful yet, shooting so far across the room that it was almost cartoonish.

  Melanie crawled over to Nate. “Don’t think for a second that I forgot about you,” she said, moving behind him. She stroked that thick cock with great enthusiasm, and was quite surprised when he let out a high-pitched, girlish squeal when he came.

  “Your turn,” she told Carl.

  He shook his head. “I’m fine.”

  “You’re not fine,” she said, pointing to his erection. “Look at that thing. It’s ready to go off at any moment. You’ve got a dangerously loaded weapon there.”

  “No, really, I’m cool.”

  “I’ll do it with my mouth,” Melanie offered.

  “Nah. Not here. Not like this.�
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  Melanie gave him a quizzical look. What the hell? Why was he getting demure all of a sudden?

  Julian pulled out and came, spraying all over Dawn’s chest.

  “Your choice,” Melanie told Carl, frowning.

  After confirming that everybody but Carl had been satisfied, they made the group decision to move to the hot tub.

  * * * * *

  “Christ,” said Dawn, leaning back, her breasts partially visible above the water. “Your Aunt Penelope was a fucking genius. I’m moving in, by the way. I hope that doesn’t bother you. I’m quitting my job and I’m just going to stay right here in this harem, fucking these eight guys for the rest of my life. That isn’t a problem, is it?”

  The men chuckled. Melanie took a sip of her wine and smiled. “You’d get bored after the first couple of decades.”

  “Bullshit. Oh, sure, I might have to exchange them for newer models every five years or so, no offense, but I just don’t see myself getting bored with this arrangement. Nope. Not gonna happen.”

  Under the water, Carl had his hand on Melanie’s thigh. He was still being friendly enough, but a bit distant. Was he jealous? It wasn’t like he’d tried to sway Melanie away from the idea of group sex. What was his problem?

  “Life is good,” said Leo. “I think a toast is in order.” He held up his glass. “To our new mistress.”

  “To our new mistress!” said the men. They took a drink.

  “To large cocks,” said Dawn, raising her own glass.

  “To large cocks!” they said, taking another drink.

  “And to Aunt Penelope,” said Carl.

  “To Aunt Penelope,” said everybody. They drank and then applauded.

  * * * * *

  They soaked in the hot tub for about half an hour, relaxing and chatting about nothing in particular. Leo passed out towels and bathrobes as they all got out, and as they dried off Melanie retreated to a corner of the shower room with Dawn.

  Dawn laughed incredulously. “I can’t believe we did that.”

  “I can’t, either.”

  “I mean…oh my God! What would my mother think?” She stifled a giggle with her towel.

  “She’d think that her daughter had serious impulse control problems.”

  “Yeah, that sounds right. Do you think it’s possible for us to wear them out?”