Chapter 4: The Hareem

Later, I was still sitting in the swimming pool.

The girls eventually slowed down their yakking. They came out to the pool area and continued jabbering as they got into the pool. I paid little attention. My mind was too busy and full of new information. The God email was still very much on my mind. I was trying to process it, and I became self-absorbed.

When I came back to reality, I saw Izzy & Peyton had stripped down all the way. After some discussion, the other girls had begun to take off their tops. Pretty ballsy, considering I am an unknown adult male to them. I could be a rapist or a murderer.

Once again I realized this is just not normal. Teenage girls simply do not go topless around adult men. Especially not with men they have so recently met. A man they do not know!

Oh my God!!!

I realized I could see five pairs of teenage titties. Those all recently reached their majority. They are ripe and ready females at my service.

If the cops came, I would not make it alive to the station house. The girls may be of age, but this is Georgia. I would disappear under the jail and never be seen again. They would murder me. That’s a big If there were any cops still alive, which I doubt.

By their looks and actions, they all looked and acted underage. Their families were all watchful and overly protective.

So very strange, so otherworldly. God had tested me - huh? Was I worthy of these girls? I felt a headache coming on. This is a lot to take. My dick being so hard is not helping. Five pairs of naked girl tits are bobbing around above the water.

I realized they were staying above water for my edification. They were all watching me look at their boobs. They wanted me to look; they wanted my attention. Holy shit.

Everly

18-year-old Everly Moffett looked over at the man that Izzy said was Jack Sparks.

She thought, “He’s a real good-looking man. He has a golden tan and a very defined manly body. I felt my nipples tingle, and my pussy tightened.”

“For the past week, we had talked and talked about the total lack of boys or men. We were afraid we were all doomed. Now, there is one here, and I want him. I have never had sex. I had not really considered it seriously until now.”

“Now I wanted it!”

Jack

I remembered that day Izzy, Peyton, and I went swimming in the ocean. My girls had plastered themselves right on me, rubbing me with their girl parts - all over me.

Maybe it was some sort of demonstration or sign of ownership or a pecking order thing. My headache was beginning to pound harder now. All the rapid-fire teenage jibber-jabbering was not helping. My hard-on was being a pest right now.

I realized I was sitting with both Izzy’s and Peyton’s bare vaginas glued to my thighs. They had snuck over and slid onto my legs. That was not helping my boner or my headache, either.

Someone said they wanted to have Horsie Wars.

I thought, “Seriously?”

Izzy yelled out, “There are rules. Riders have to be topless and bottomless.”

In moments, three pairs of bikini bottoms flew over to the side.

“??? - Uh-oh.”

It took them a few minutes to argue over the rules. Meanwhile, I was with five naked females of undetermined ages. My girls humped my legs while the discussion went on.

We got started with Horsie Wars; I spent the next hour with one naked girl after another on my back.

I was looking straight at another girl’s naked pussy. I had a headache, but I was not passing this shit up.

One girl rode the other “horse.” I knew instinctually part of the purpose of this exercise was to show me their pussies up close and personal. They were pretending to be both sophisticated and adult, all while they acted naughty.

I was constantly bombarded with pussy shots. They made sure I saw their body parts - very intimately.

I was a horse while holding my current rider’s pussy tight on my neck and shoulders. The other horse and rider wrestled with my rider, trying to unseat her.

I am looking closely at the pussy of the other rider. This while one naked rider girl rubs my neck and shoulders with her young pussy.

It’s sheer torture!

Almost every time a rider became unhorsed, I would have a naked girl slide down my body as slowly as she could. Their hands were all over me, getting cheap feels. I hesitated touching girls I did not know yet.

Winning and losing meant changing horses and riders often. I was the only one who was always a horse. The other horse changed from time to time.

Changing riders meant fresh pussies and titties to stare at and be rubbed by. A different pussy was rubbing on my neck and shoulders. Another rider would taunt me with her ripe young body.

I stayed hard, very - Very hard.

Izzy had slipped off purposely early in the game. She sneakily pulled my shorts down and tossed them poolside. Being competitive, every girl there wanted to rub their titties and pussies on me. They rubbed me all over. Every chance they got, they groped my dick. They could not seem to horsey ride as well while groping my dick and balls too.

I considered that “God sent” email as I looked around me at this cornucopia of new and available sex partners.

I realized that in any normal reality, there was no way in hell this could or should be happening.

Naked teenage girls do NOT plaster themselves all over a strange adult male. Especially when he is well past their age. A man that’s completely new and a stranger.

Some kind of fix was in! We had all drank the cool aid when whatever happened, had come to pass.

The being that was responsible for this, may have spiked the girl’s breakfast cereal. I had five girls who wanted me in varying degrees of lust. They all wanted to rub on me like I was in a roomful of needy female cats, cats in heat.

I did not believe in god that much. I grew up going to Sunday School. I’d had my fill of bible classes.

If you want to lose your childhood faith. Read the bible and try to understand it. After enough reading and wrestling with it, I still lacked a good fundamental understanding of it. The bible becomes implausible. There are too many inconsistencies. I looked at other religions and disregarded them the same way, also for the same reasons.

My thoughts all came to a halt when, during a lull, Izzy mounted herself on me. She had wrapped her legs around me and knew how to pop me inside her. We had been fucking for over a week now, so she knew her way around.

Izzy yelled, “WHEEHA, giddyap horsie.”

Once she began moving herself on me, it was obvious we were fucking right there in front of all of them!

The water was almost frothing from Izzy’s frantic efforts to reach her public orgasm. All four other girls looked on.

Izzy was groaning loudly and entreating me to fuck her harder. I had my hands on her ass, holding her onto me. Sadly, I still had a mild headache. I was unsure I could even cum this way among strange girls.

The other four just stood and stared wide-eyed and open-mouthed. Izzy was putting on quite a spectacle.

My headache prevented me from doing much.

Izzy had become quite the horny girl the last few days at sea. She was no longer shy in the least.

She was almost wanton, even insatiable at times. She needed to have sex all the time. Morning, noon, and night, she wanted me inside of her.

The sex-charged atmosphere of the naked horsey rides had tripped Izzy’s trigger. She fucked me like a crazy girl. But this! This is in public! My head was really foggy.

Izzy’s screwing me in front of strangers is beyond the pale. This reaffirmed my conclusion that the fix was in.

“God” had spiked all of their cool-aids. The others got close so they could see our connection better. The three new girls were very bit as interested as Peyton in the mechanics of sex.

I had fucked Izzy so often lately that I had gotten tougher physically. My dick could easily bear up under the added punishment she had recently been putting me through. My life is so harsh. Woe is me.

“EEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeee, Oh Jack, oh Jack, YESssss - yes - mmm - mm - aaaaaahh...”

She shook and trembled in my arms. After cuming, she relaxed and slid off to float away.

I had not cum inside Izzy. I had no need to, we had already screwed twice today, plus my headache was not helping.

As often as she took me to task lately, I would be an empty husk of a man if I left a deposit every time Izzy wanted me. Izzy has become insatiable. Today, I had her at around 4 a.m. and then right after breakfast. The first two had been marathons.

This was her third fuck of the day. We had been screwing with Peyton watching us for days. I wore my tongue out on Peyton, but she was still holding out on having full-on sex with me.

Everly came over. My boner was still very much in evidence. She must have decided she wanted to take an alternate-style horsey ride, too.

Everly Moffett is a 19-year-old with light brown hair and dark blue eyes. She has alabaster white skin, which gets pink with peach tones in areas when she gets excited. Her cheeks and the top of her chest are flushed right now.

“Now I wanted it!”

Jack

I remembered that day Izzy, Peyton, and I went swimming in the ocean. My girls had plastered themselves right to me, rubbing me with their feminine parts all over me.

Everly has two perky moderate-sized breasts with bright pink areola. Seeing her boobs was thrilling. I wanted her instantly. Her body shape was what some would call ‘pear.’ Her lower body was wider than the top was. Her trunk and chest went straight up and down. Her firm tits stuck straight out. Her bottom half was what you might call ‘comfortable.’ It was all soft and feminine feeling. You just want to touch her.

Everly is barely five feet tall. Her breasts are medium-small yet firm. They jut out as far as Peyton’s do, a small palm-full of titty. She has a small mouth and a button nose. She appears to be the queen bee to Brook and Meilani, the other two girls here. They seem to follow her lead.

You would not think of her as a take-charge type because some might think her body shape is a 6 or 7 at best. She has an attitude that rises above her looks and turns what she has into something you want to possess.

Her breasts have a slow, kind of firm wobble to them when she moves. She likes them to be sucked vigorously. She really - REALLY likes them to be sucked vigorously. Everly was not a virgin, or she had removed her cherry in another way.

Her completely bald vulva was slick as could be, even in the pool water. When she fit me to her, I slid right inside her easily. She still had the tight pussy of a teenager. Everly has no hair or stubble.

Emily seemed to not be new to fucking. She started humping me hard just as soon as I was inside her. She was soon fucking me energetically and in public. I’m a complete stranger to her, but I sense she’s making a statement to the other girls. She took me as a message she is a top dog or something. I don’t pretend to understand females, but I knew this was about power for her. She was showing the others she was to be respected in some female pecking order way.

Everly humping me that way was difficult because the water was slowing her motion down. I took her over to the wall and set her ass on the edge so her pussy was at the right height for me. I stopped and just looked at her cunt. I fell in lust with it. It should be on a sculpture by Michaelangelo. The Perfect Pussy.

I was able to shove myself into her deeper that way. I leaned into her, pulling myself very firmly into her on every stroke. I continually pushed myself into her; she clung to me as I pounded at her cervix. Her pussy was deeper, but she could take it all. I made sure to pause and grind her clit on every stroke.

She yelled, “I want it hard.”

Holy shit!

She kept yelling for me to fuck her hard.

So - I fucked her hard. Lusty little Everly grunted loudly every time I pushed deeply into her, “Unh - unh - unh.”

Maybe it was her experience level, but it didn’t take her but a couple of minutes. Everly froze and screamed out.

“GHHHhhhaaaahhhh, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, YESsssss, Aaaeeeeeeeeeeiiiii...”

I grunted as I cum inside her. It was new pussy, after all. New TEEN pussy. Very fine, new teenage pussy.

I sighed tiredly as I filled her with millions of potential little human beings. All my squigglies are looking for a new home.

I carried her over to the steps and sat with her, my dick up inside her juicy hole. The aftershocks of her orgasm felt very nice on my now softening dick. I’d left a deposit deep up inside Everly. She was wiped out, almost dozing in my arms.

I hoped the pool water would sterilize my deposit.

We had not even kissed; she had mounted me without ado and had her evil way with me. I admit I’d pounded her, but a slick, obviously bald, and pretty pussy did it to me. Her pussy must have been waxed or laser zapped; it made me want to pound her particularly hard.