by Reed James
“Rithi's inspiring gaze!” gasped Ealaín. “And her talented fingers! Gods, that's incredible, Kora! I'm in you again.”
My sister popped her mouth off my dick. Between pants, she moaned, “You are! Ooh, my second favorite cock in the world.”
I grinned at that. Ealaín didn't mind that I was Kora's favorite. I moved behind them as my sister slid her pussy up Ealaín's shaft. I gazed at my sister's tight rump, loving the sight of her butt-cheeks clenching. I could see Ealaín's clit-dick glistening in my sister's juices.
Kora impaled herself down the shaft again, moaning in delight.
She threw a look over her shoulder, her twin, blonde braids shifting down her back. “Fuck me, brother mine! Ram that dick into my asshole! I need you both in me! Loving me! Inspiring me!”
“You are going to create such works of art!” gasped Ealaín.
“Yes, you are, sister dear!” I groaned as I brought my spit-lubed dick to my sister's asshole. I pressed against her sphincter, rubbing in circles around her naughty asshole.
Then I thrust.
She groaned as I buried into her. I pressed deeper and deeper into her bowels. My cock plunged into her depths. She whimpered. Her eyes widened. She let out a groan of pure passion as she squeezed her asshole down around my dick, massaging my cock.
“Pater's mighty dick!” I moaned as I worked deeper and deeper into my sister's depths. “Gods, yes!”
“You're both in me!” Kora howled, her head tossing back and forth. Her thick braids brushed my chest as I bottomed out in her asshole.
Her perky ass rubbed into my crotch.
“Fuck me!” she hissed. “I want you both fucking me! Make me cum! Love me as much as I love you!”
“Yes!” I growled, my hands sliding around my sister's body. I found her tits, squeezed her breasts.
Ealaín gasped. My sister's milk squirted, splattering the aoi si's dark body. Cream ran down those black, stony tits marbled with white veins. Ealaín shuddered, leaning back on her arms. She thrust her hips up, bouncing my sister on her dick, shifting Kora's bowels around my cock.
Kora whimpered and moaned, her asshole squeezing down on my dick. She undulated her hips as Ealaín thrust up into her pussy again and again. I shuddered, my own hips propelled to move by the rapture surging through my cock.
Such incredible heat. It had me groaning and gasping. My fingers clenched and dug into my sister's tits. I squeezed and kneaded them. I loved them with such passion. My hips pumped away, thrusting me into the depths of my sister's asshole.
“Sven!” she whimpered. “Ealaín! Yes, yes! You're back in me! It's incredible. You're both loving me again!”
“We are, sister dear!” I panted, squeezing her tits. I watched over my sister's shoulder as more milk splattered Ealaín's tits.
The aoi si sank down until she was stretched out on her back now, Kora riding up and down Ealaín's stony cock while I reamed Kora's bowels. My sister's hands kneaded her muse's heavy tits, massaging the breast milk into the glossy surface. She found Ealaín's nipples, pulling on them. The hermaphrodite moaned.
My balls smacked into my sister's flesh as I reamed into her. My crotch slapped her ass over and over. I kissed at her neck, hugging her tight from behind as she worked her pussy up and down the aoi si's girl-dick.
“Rithi's inspiring passion!” Kora moaned, adding her voice to the rest of our harem making love around us. “Yes, yes, yes, you're back, Ealaín!”
“I am!” the aoi si moaned, pleasure crossing her strange, yet beautiful, face. The delicate pattern of white spilling in swirling lines across her face only added to Ealaín's exotic beauty. Her tongue flicked across her plump lips. “Ooh, yes, yes, Kora, work that delicious pussy up and down my cock. You're going to make us cum.”
“Good!” Kora moaned. “Oh, Gods, I have missed this. Fuck me! Pound my asshole, brother mine, while I ride my muse!”
“Yes!” I growled. “Pater's mighty cock, but your asshole feels incredible, sister dear! I'm going to flood you with cum.”
“Me, too!” moaned the aoi si. “I'll spurt all my passion into you!”
“Yes, yes, yes!” groaned Kora, her back arching into my chest, pressing her thick braids into my flesh. “Thank you!”
The bed creaked as I pounded my sister's asshole. She groaned and whimpered, her hips undulating. She stirred her velvety sheath around my cock. Her bowels clenched about it, giving me such rapture. I groaned. My lips sucked at her neck as I massaged her tits.
More milk squirted. The air filled with the scent of her creamy treat and hot pussy. That heady mix of all my women's cunts blending together into a melange of passion. It inspired me to thrust harder, to fuck my sister's asshole with all my might.
My dick rammed into her tight embrace. Her velvety sheath gripped my cock, massaging it, driving me wild. I groaned at the wonderful feel of it. I sucked and nibbled at her neck, loving her skin, my balls growing tighter and tighter.
“Rithi's inspiring passion!” groaned Ealaín. “Oh, Kora! I'm going to cum! I'm going to spurt into you!”
“Good!” moaned my sister. “Do it! Fill me with all your cum and send me into rapture!”
“Yes!” I snarled, pounding her with all my might. I thrust my dick hard into my sister's bowels.
“Let's cream your sister together, Sven!” Ealaín moaned.
“Together!” I growled, slamming my cock deep into my sister's asshole. “I'm almost there.”
The pressure built at the tip of my dick. That ache demanding that I unload in her. I groaned as I buried into her bowels to the hilt. Her flesh squeezed down on me. The friction shot heat straight to my balls smacking into her flesh.
I exploded in her.
“Gods, yes!” I howled. “Ealaín! Fill her!”
“Yes, yes, yes!” Kora screamed.
“Rithi's creative heart!” howled Ealaín, her face contorting in ecstasy.
“You're both cumming in me!” moaned my sister.
Her asshole spasmed about my dick. Her rippling flesh milked my cock. I groaned, thrusting into her convulsing bowels. The velvety delight surged my orgasm to new heights. The pleasure pummeled me. I growled out in rapture, adding my voice to all the other passions gasping throughout the room.
“Yes, yes, Carsina! Eat my pussy!” howled Aingeal.
“Ooh, yes, Nathalie, that's so good,” yowled Zanyia.
“Your asshole tastes so good,” Nathalie purred.
“Finger my pussy and nurse from my tit,” Ava moaned. “Oh, Greta, you insatiable minx.”
“Bathe my face, Mistress Aingeal!” Carsina gasped. “Do it!”
Stars burst across my vision as I savored this moment, staring down at Ealaín. My harem was finally complete again. The last member was back in a new way. She had such a huge smile of joy on her lips, returned to where she belonged.
Kora shuddered in my arms. She mewled in joy as her asshole's spasms slowed about my cock, her orgasm dying in her. I held her. She turned her head, her blue eyes flashing. I kissed my sister, reveling in this moment.
I couldn't believe all that had happened. A little more than a year ago, I was a fugitive with my sister, dreaming of killing Prince Meinard and reuniting with Ava. Now... Now my son, Franz, would rule Kivoneth one day. It was smaller, but it would be a place of peace. The Strifelands were coalescing into something new. Something better.
A bright future for my growing family.
I broke my kiss with Kora and pulled my cock out of her asshole. Kora rolled off of Ealaín onto her back, panting, squirming. Zanyia squealed. She broke away from Nathalie. My pregnant lamia scampered to my sister. With a purr, Zanyia buried her face into my sister's snatch, feasting. I stroked her tail, smiling at her joy.
“It's all so different and yet the same,” Ealaín said.
I smiled at her as Nathalie knelt before me and sucked my dirty cock into her mouth, my sex-slave wife eager to worship me. My gaze slid around the room to Aingeal's butterfly wings
flapping as she came on Carsina's mouth and Ava beaming as she lay stretched out on her back cradling Greta to her breasts, nursing the blonde girl.
“Yes, it is,” I said, my hands grabbing both of Nathalie's pigtails.
Every day would bring new challenges, new problems my family had to face. The alliances were still fragile. The nagas still lurked across the mountains. Any number of problems could arrive that we would have to solve.
But we would do it together.
“Gods damn, but I am one lucky man,” I said as Nathalie deep-throated my cock.
“Yes, you are, brother mine,” Kora moaned, shuddering on her back while Zanyia devoured her snatch.
The END of the Rogue's Harem
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Glossary
Gods
Pater: Father of the Gods, married to Slata. Through her, the dual-sexed races were born. Through his numerous affairs, he has birthed many gods, demigods, and heroes of renown, including the long dead High King Peter.
Matar: First goddess and former wife of Pater. She created her own cock and impregnated herself, birthing the five hermaphroditic races.
Slata: Mother of the Gods, married to Pater. Mother of many of the gods, demigods, and the dual-sexed races.
Saphique: The Virgin Goddess, patron of maidens and lesbians.
Seljan: The God of Commerce.
Rithi: The Goddess of Art. Her priests and preistess are known as Radiants.
Krab: The God of Craftsmen.
Biaute: The Goddess of Beauty.
Dauthaz: The God of Death.
Cernere: The Goddess of Thief.
Cnawen: The God of Knowledge.
Firmare: The Goddess of Farm.
Luben: The God of Love.
Iustia: The Goddess of Justice.
Las: The God of Lust, father of many monsters and the single-sexed races.
Lagu: The Goddess of Law.
Gewin: The God of War.
Illth: The Goddess of Illness.
Throwia: The Goddess of Suffering.
Henta: The Goddess of Hunting.
Vedr: The Goddess of Weather
Miscellaneous
The Altar of Souls: An ancient artifact believed to be used by the God Krab to forge powerful artifacts, including the High King's own sword.
Aoi Si: A race of hermaphrodite demigoddess born to the Goddess Rithi after her affair with Matar. They serve as muses and protectors to artists that Rithi wishes to cultivate. They have black skin and white hair and are capable of transforming their clitorides into fully functional dicks.
Biomancer: A mage who is well versed in life magic. A line of research outlawed by the Magery Council. Biomancer Vebrin is the most famous, responsible for creating many monsters.
Biomancer Vebrin: The most infamous warlock in the world. He died centuries before High King Peter. Through his magic, based out of his labs at Drakin Castle in the Haunted Forest, he created many of the monsters which plague the world. He died under mysterious circumstances.
Faerie: A race of demigods birthed of Las and Cernere. They have great command over spirits, using them to create powerful magical effects. They created their own world, another dimension, that they live in. They have butterfly-like wings and colorful hair.
High King Peter: The demigod son of Pater and a human woman. Gifted a powerful sword capable of slaying a dragon by his divine father, High King Peter conquered most of the western world and founded an empire. With the aid of his two wives, Queen Aria and Queen Rose, he ruled for decades. But the Goddess Slata, jealous of all her husband's bastards, cursed him, ensuring all his sons died. Only his daughter, Lily, survived but she and her descendants would only have daughters so none of his blood could ever rule again. After his death, his sword was shattered into five pieces and hidden throughout the world.
The High Kingdom of Hamilten: Founded a thousand years ago by Peter, the demigod son of the God Pater. He united the western kingdoms around the Nimborgoth into a unified which sadly did not survive his death thanks to the Goddess Slata's meddling.
Human: A dual-sexed race that dominates much of the world.
Lamia: A single-sex, all female race of petite humans with cat-like features including triangular ears, slitted eyes, and a swishing tail. They are playful and prefer going around naked. Many are enslaved by the nagas of the Empire of Shizhuth.
Mage: A practitioner of magic trained to control the five elements. They use a medium, typically sexual fluids, to power their magic. The term mage has become associated specifically with the practitioners trained and associated with the Magery Council of Thosi.
The Magery of Thosi: One of the countries birthed out of the collapse of the High Kingdom of Hamilten when the great High King Peter died without any living heir. Unlike the others, it is ruled by the Magery Council of the Collegiate Tower instead of a hereditary monarchy. Thosian humans have pale skin and light-brown to dark-brown hair.
Naga: A single-sex, all-female race that possess the lower bodies of a serpent. They mate with humans to produce daughters. The nagas of Shizhuth have founded a dark empire. They are capable of shadowmancing and teaching it to their human favorites.
The Shahdom of Shizhuth: A country to the east of the Strifelands separated from the western nations by the Despeir Mountains. This land is ruled over by the nagas. Shizhuthian humans are characterized by dusky skin and dark hair.
The Strifelands of Zeutch: A country left in the ruins of the collapse of the High Kingdom of Hamilten when the great High King Peter died without any living heir. The various princes have been warring for two hundred years for the title of Kaiser. Zeutchian humans are characterized by pale skin and blonde hair.
The University of Az: The premier institution of knowledge in all manner of arenas from scholarly to the martial. The Dueling College and the Bardic College number among the most famous of its many institutions.
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Fighting always made me wet, and fighting Kevin made me burn.
“Yes,” I hissed as he groped one of my breasts, fingering my hard, pink nipple. His other hand slid up to cup my face, brushing back my flaming curls. I had my mother's fiery hair, but my father's blue eyes.
“I missed you every day in the mountains,” he groaned, pulling me down, my red hair spilling about my face.
“I bet you found more than a few peasant girls willing to provide comfort to a Knight on a Quest,” I grinned.
“But none were you,” he grinned and pulled me down for a hot kiss.
My breasts rubbed against his muscular chest. His hand slid down my back and over my heavy, leather belt that my chainmail loincloth hung from. He squeezed the cheeks of my ass, left mostly exposed by the two-inch wide band of mail. His fingers dipped beneath the mail as he kneaded my ass.
I groaned and ground on him, working my clit against the cold metal of my mail. His cock was hard beneath, throbbing with his desire. I kissed him hard, my hands roaming his muscular sides and chest. My Kevin was a strong man.
And it was time for him to eat my pussy.
I broke the kiss, sliding my hips up his body. “Time for you to pay the forfeit,” I smiled, grasping his brown, flowing locks. My hot pussy pressed into my mail as I slid higher up his body. Pleasure shuddered through me. “You're going to devour my pussy. I want to cum and cum.”
“Of course, my Lady,” Kevin grinned, licking his strong lips.
My breasts heaved as I straddled his face, still holding onto his brown hair. I loved it when I won our duels. I pulled his head up, smearing his face against my hot pussy. I shuddered as his thick tongue slid through my pussy. My back arched. I gasped as the pleasure washed through me.
I guided his lips with his hair, my hips undulating. His hands kept kn
eading my asscheeks, his fingers tightening as his tongue worked through my pussy. He sucked and nibbled on my folds and he nuzzled at my clit.
“That's it,” I groaned. “You lost, and now you have to pay. Devour my pussy. Don't miss a single spot. Come on, you can do better. Work that pretty mouth through my hot pussy.”
My free hand grabbed my right breast, pinching my nipple as I undulated faster. Kevin moaned, his tongue working faster. He shoved it deep into my pussy, swirling it around. My eyes fluttered in delight, my moans echoing across the training sands.
Metal rang nearby. A pair of male knights dueled. Others watched. I savored their eyes.
“Show everyone how you are my little pussy slave!” I groaned. “Mmm, yes. Devour me! I'm gonna drown you!”
His tongue fluttered through my folds. My insides squirmed. I shifted my hips, smearing my clit across his strong face until his tongue found it. I gasped as he fluttered his tongue against my nub, batting it over and over.
“That's it! Oh, fuck! Work that tongue! Yes, Kevin! My little, pussy-hungry stud! Fuck! Fuck!”
My orgasm crashed through me. I screamed out my delight. My pussy clenched. My juices spilled out into Kevin's hungry mouth. My eyes met Donna, Victoria, and Christina, the squires' eyes envious of my lover's cunnilingus prowess.
“Keep eating me! Keep making me cum!” I screamed, my hips jerking.
Kevin kept assaulting my clit. His tongue must be a blur. My pussy clenched again as more ripples of pleasure washed through me. My clit ached, becoming even more sensitive as my climaxes washed through me.
I gripped Kevin's hair harder, holding his tongue against my clit for as long as I could stand it. My nerves burned with pleasure. My body spasmed and shuddered. My eyes squeezed shut as a mighty surge of pleasure rippled through me.
My clit almost hurt with the agony of my ecstasy.
I pulled away, letting go of Kevin, “Mmm, you were a stud, pussy slave,” I grinned.
