Stella’s room went silent as my girls and I waited for the widow to continue.“If you want to hear my story,” Naomi starts, watching how everyone in the room prepares to listen, “I should start from the beginning. I have to warn you, it’s going to be long.”No one answers, just a few nods while I wink to prove my point and nudge her to continue.The widow takes a deep breath, her eyes distant, as she delves into the memories of her past. "My journey begins at the humble abode my family had at the Zhenarian border. We lived a simple life, my parents, my siblings, and I. It was a peaceful existence, filled with love and laughter and a lot of work."She pauses, her gaze fixed on a point in the distance, as if she can still see the images of her childhood home. "I was just ten years old when the great war broke out, a brutal conflict that tore through our lands. The next year, when it ended, the losing army — the enemies of Zhenaria — driven by their rage and desperation, retreated throug
"You showed up at my door, bearing a mended sword," she continues, her voice soft and filled with a mix of emotions while looking at me. "A sword that belonged to my late husband."Naomi's reminiscing about our first meeting has a nostalgic quality to it, like flipping through the pages of a cherished old book. On that particular evening, a storm was brewing, the wind howling outside like a banshee, and I, in my usual fashion, braggadociously claimed that I could outrun it."You knew I was lying, didn't you?" I ask, a wry smile playing on my lips. “About being able to stay ahead of the storm?”She chuckles softly, her eyes dancing with the memory. "Of course I did. No one can outrun a storm like that, David. But you were so earnest and so full of life. And you were cold, just like I was, on the inside."That night, as the rain pelted against the windows and the thunder rumbled in the distance, I found myself crawling into her bed."And I remember the day you confided in me about comin
Four pairs of eyes stare at my cock with curiosity and hunger, as none of these fine ladies have yet had the pleasure of meeting my new appendage. Arthur Mellor’s junk is quite different from Wrenn's. A bit more on the thick side and with a perfect curve to boot. Hmmm… I wonder if the girls will moan louder or not.I shove my hands beneath my head and grin at the ceiling, letting them take in the image of my new toy. “What if we change the scenery?” I ask. “The last few days we played in the crown prince’s chambers at the palace got me enough points to acquire a nice little something.”I put my pants back on and fish out from my pocket the Harem Hideout. I haven’t tried it yet, but apparently this miniature cube is a multidimensional anomaly. Once sucked inside, you are transported to another place: my own personal realm.How does this even work? [Pull open the top of the cube. There’s a lid that slides open]My fingers run over the smooth, cold surface. The lid opens with a light
I cannot tell if the widow is fucking my fingers or if I am fucking her; her hips move so quickly and well. As her sounds intensify, I pull them out and stick my tongue inside her to taste every bit of her sweet ecstasy juices. She can hardly stand on her own, her legs are shaking so much. After I have had my fill of her, I assist her in taking a seat on the steps against the wall which lead to what I presume to be the only room I have for now in the Harem Hideout until I gather more points to upgrade the place. Turning around, I look at the three remaining women. Sasha, still biting her lip, with a pleading gaze and a hand tucked inside her pants. Bree, with a mischievous glint in her eyes, has already released the copper clasp and released her tits. Now she is massaging her breasts without any shame.Only Stella is truly astonished by this. The combination of lust and a little bit of fear and mistrust is written all over her face. “Sasha, take off your pants and rub it properly
Sasha and Bree are also on the grass, one on our left and the other on our right. They both pleasure themselves, watching how I'm having fun with Stella. Her walls tighten around my cock, wrapping it in a warm delight. As she moans her orgasm, I lean over her and, still pounding her, I ask, “Where do you want me to cum?”Her moans drown out what she is trying to say, the meaning of which is lost in her ecstatic state. Wanting her to focus, I grab her by the hair and raise her chin. “Answer me, slut. Where do you want me to cum?” "As a scientist, I feel compelled to test it, to taste it," she says, blushing more than when I call her a slut. Already edging my release, I pull out and move to straddle her and get my cock over her face, leaving no room for her to move or draw back. She willingly opens her mouth, and I shove it in, beyond the narrow passage of her throat. And I start thrusting as I previously did inside her cunt.The first spurt of my semen lands in her throat, and I co
The decision is quite simple for a simple man like me. I start from left to right, with the widow being the first one. And I take my time indulging in the pleasure that comes from her inner walls clutching me tight in their embrace as if they’d like to trap me inside her. When her moans fill the inner garden, I pull out of the widow and sink into Sasha, the next in line. I feel her hot flesh surrounding my cock as I fuck her. As her climax approaches, she tightens her walls around me, causing me to groan with pleasure. Two down and two more to go. I move to Stella. In an attempt to shoot down two birds with one stone, I shove two fingers inside Bree at the same time as my cock fills Stella. I go strong from the start, my hips and my right hand working in tandem to push them over the edge. Soon, Stella's head is thrown back, and she is screaming, “More, sir. Please, fuck me more!”Since she is almost there, my attention shifts to Bree. Surprisingly, she’s not even close to being don
“Why did you bring us back so fast?” Sasha asks in a tired voice as she collapses onto the mattress.“Yeah! The air, the grass… Everything feels so good there… Wherever that was…” Stella complains, sinking down next to Sasha.Naomi pushes her away gently and huddles next to them, yawning. I guess all the excitement and orgasms of the day have caught up to them.Bree, wanting to appear the toughest of the bunch, sits down on a chair and crosses her arms. She’s not one to hide her feelings, and she's glaring at me with an intensity that matches the gleam of her daggers. "Explain yourself," she demands. "Why did you whisk us away from that heavenly place and back to Stella's room? And why on Kerenza are you keeping her from joining our harem? I still don't get it."I take a deep breath, trying to put my thoughts into words. "Look, girls, it's not that I don't want Stella to join our harem. It's just that the situation is more complicated than you think. When I first arrived here, my ne
“But how do we find the other people who are in the same boat as you? The other Challenge participants?” Bree questions, her eyebrows furrowing. "It’s not like we’d get chance encounters with them considering they are spread throughout multiple worlds." I pause for a moment, contemplating her words. "We'll need to devise a plan," I respond confidently and turn to Sasha. "Do you think you could teleport us to them?”“Maybe…” She looks quite worried about her capabilities. “And only if I know exactly where they are. It was very difficult to find you. Doing that for Gods know how many times? It might take ages without any results.”“Maybe your system can help us,” the widow suggested, her voice calm as usual. [I can sense other systems tied to the Challenge participants, but that happens when they are in close proximity. I’m not knowledgeable about any enhancements to boost my sensors]This leaves us with no options, right?[Well, if multiple systems join forces, they can get exponenti