Chapter 1: Hot Harem Opportunity

Thanks to Alex for beta reading this!

Corey Derrickson – Saturday, July 4th

I opened the front door of my Saturn Ion. It was an older car, my first. I kept it in great condition, the red body freshly washed this afternoon. The day was warm and looked to be a great Fourth of July. I smiled as my two sex slaves slipped inside.

“Master,” Aleah Buckley said, her auburn hair, gathered in a pair of pigtails, swaying about her head. She was seventeen, the same age as me, and had a slender body. Her small breasts were cupped by the halter top she wore. Black and tight and leaving her belly bare. Her short, pleated skirt swirled around her thighs as she sank down. “Thank you.”

I smiled at her. She was one of my two sex slaves. Tania Buckley slipped in after. She was fifteen and gorgeous. A nubile and delicious beauty. She was Aleah’s younger sister. When I’d claimed Aleah as my sex slave last January, she had made a gift of Tania to me. Having two sisters in bed was an amazing delight.

Tania crowded the seat with her sister, her black hair gathered in matching pigtails. Tania, despite being two years younger, had larger breasts. Round and lush. She wore a red belly shirt and a pair of tight and short red shorts that clung to her cute ass and gave her a hot cameltoe.

“Thank you, Master,” she said, a bright smile on her face. She adjusted the cute pair of glasses she wore, shifting them on her nose. “You’re so sweet.”

I leaned down and kissed her on the lips. “I should say the same thing about you two.”

The two girls giggled. They both wore chokers about their necks that said “Corey’s Girl.” Black leather with silver plates engraved with the two words. I closed the door, my cock already hard. Having them in my life had been amazing. They made life so sweet.

I was inspired by my friend Kyle. He had gathered a rather large harem of girls at our high school. From his little sister to one of our teachers. He was strolling around our high school like he owned the place. Like it was his personal domain. He’d fucked girls whenever he wanted. It caused problems. Guys were jealous.

But some of us were inspired. Kyle had hooked me up. He had pointed out that Aleah was the perfect girl to dominate. A submissive cheerleader just waiting for a strong man to come around and give her what she wanted.

I did. She rewarded me with her little sister.

Kyle had vanished one crazy school day. I remembered getting injured. I tried to stop Aaliyah, one of Kyle’s wives, from being dragged off against her will. I got hit so hard, I spent the next week in a coma. The doctors were surprised I recovered. I was discharged after a few weeks. The headaches had finally stopped and loud noises didn’t cause flashes of light any longer. My brain was healing.

I didn’t know what had happened that day. Something inhuman. Kyle was now a wanted fugitive. Cops were dead, along with our principal, two teachers, several of the bullies who hated Kyle. Students had strange hallucinations, some thinking they were enslaved and forced to fight. No one understood it.

I missed my friend. I hoped he was happy with his harem.

“So,” I said, pulling out my phone, “ready for tonight.”

“Fireworks, yay!” said Aleah. “I love them.”

Tania nodded her head, a big smile on her lips. Her round breasts swayed in her belly shirt. Without a bra on, they bounced and jiggled. They looked so delicious. Round and perky and just needing to be loved.

“Good,” I said as I activated the app.

Both girls gasped and trembled. They squirmed together on the seat, the sisters pressed tight. They bit their lips and whimpered. Their cheeks rubbed together. They moaned. I could hear the vibrators buzzing away in their cunts, teasing them. They were Bluetooth controlled.

I loved the internet. It let you order such naughty things.

I clipped my phone in the dashboard holder. The controls were right there. It had ten settings from one to ten. It was on one, just teasing them. The girls whimpered beside me. The scent of their hot cunts filled the air. Aleah’s spicy delight and Tania’s tart passion mixed together to form a melange of wonderful treat.

I pulled away from my house, passing the for sale sign on the neighbors. Their lawn was overgrown, much to my father’s grumbling. I headed towards the street, 152nd Street, and stopped, signaling right. We were heading to our date at an Italian restaurant by the South Hill Mall. It wasn’t expensive, we were poor high school students, but we loved it.

While waiting for a break in traffic, I tapped the app. Setting two.

“Master!” Aleah moaned, the vibrator buzzing louder.

“No cumming,” I told her, grinning at her.

“Of course, Master,” Aleah moaned.

“We’ll be good, Master,” Tania panted. She turned her head and it seemed like she was nibbling on her sister’s face. Maybe her ear.

Aleah moaned, delight crossing my head. My cock throbbed in my jeans. They were both so gorgeous. Sometimes the fact I had a pair of sisters as my sex slave girlfriends sent awe spilling through me. It was amazing.

Wherever Kyle was, I really hoped he was doing good.

I turned on the road and drove down towards 94th Avenue. The whimpers and moans of the girls filled my car. When I reached the three-way stop sign, I turned the app up to three. Their gasps rang through my car as I made the right turn on to 94th.

I savored their wanton sounds as they squirmed together in the seat. Their petite bodies pressed tight. They started kissing, sharing their incestuous passion with each other. Their tongues danced. Their bare thighs squirmed together. The scent of hot cunt grew in my nose.

I loved it. Best air freshener possible.

The A/C’s cold air washed over me, keeping my blood from boiling as I headed down 94th. At the light at 128th Street, I turned the app up to four. They both squealed into their kiss. Their lips smacked together, tongues darting and dueling.

“Goddamn, you two are gorgeous,” I groaned, my dick rock-hard. I caressed Aleah’s thigh. I stroked her hot flesh, loving the feel of her shaved skin.

Aleah broke the kiss and looked at me, her green eyes smoldering. “And you’re such a handsome man, Master.”

“Yes, yes,” Tania moaned, her voice throaty. Her nipples poked hard at her red belly shirt, the outline of her piercings obvious.

Both sisters had their nipples pierced at my command. They were happy to do it and proud of them. Aleah showed hers off at school the next day.

“Can I suck your cock, Master?” Tania asked. “You’re getting hard.”

“Or at least let me give you a handjob,” moaned Aleah. Her hand darted down to cup my cock through my jeans. She massaged me and teased me. This pleasure surged through me. It tingled through me. My balls tightened.

“We’ll get to the fun,” I told her and then tapped the screen.

Setting five.

“Oh, my god, Master!” moaned Tania. Her back arched, her breasts jiggling.

It was such a distracting sight. I loved it. My cock throbbed beneath Aleah’s hand. She squeezed tight on it as she moaned. Her face twisted as she fought against the buzzing of the vibrator. The two sounds mixed together, rising over the sounds of my car. Their cunts filled my car with their spicy and tart passion.

“This is amazing!” gasped Aleah. “Oh, damn, Master! I want to cum so hard, but it’s so much fun just being teased by you.”

Tania nodded, her black pigtails dancing about her face. Her green eyes smoldered behind her glasses. “Master, I love it! I know I’m going to cum so hard when you let me. You’re the best Master. I love you.”

“Love you!” echoed her older sister.

I smiled as we entered the heavier traffic around the South Hill Mall. I turned the vibrator up to six. They both spasmed at the increased teasing. I savored every moment of it. I couldn’t wait to have them explode in rapture. I squeezed Aleah’s thighs as the sisters began kissing again.

They were beautiful. Perfect.

I drove to the entrance of the mall and threaded through the parking lot. It wasn’t as busy as normal. We drove past a firework stand busy with people buying last minute fun for tonight. I rounded the mall and spotted the restaurant ahead. I smiled at the sight of it, my dick throbbing and hard. I pulled into the parking lot.

Turned the vibrator down to one.

Aleah broke the kiss and shuddered. “Oh, oh, Master, I was so close to cumming.”

“Mmm, but we’re here,” I said, plucking my phone from its holder. “Can’t have you making a scene in the restaurant.”

“D’oh, Aleah,” Tania said, a bright smile on her lips.

“Ooh, you little brat,” Aleah moaned. “I should ask Master to spank you.”

“Promise?” the little sister asked, her green eyes sparkling behind her glasses.

“Definitely,” Aleah purred and kissed her little sister.

My dick twitched at the sight. I climbed out of my car and walked around it. I was rather surprised by how few cars there were in the parking lot. I guessed a lot of people didn’t want Italian on the Fourth of July. It was more of a barbecue holiday. My dad was a fireman, so he never had the Fourth off.

It was the busiest night for them of the year.

“Ladies,” I said, opening up the car and helping my sex slaves out. Tania gripped my hand, smiling at me. Her short shorts clung to her crotch. They rode low on her hips, her smooth belly exposed. You could just see the base of the vibrator buried in her pussy pressing against her shorts. She took my right arm while Aleah grabbed my left hand and climbed out of the car.

“Thank you, Master,” she said, her pleated skirt swirling about her lush thighs. The cheerleader had more grace than her sister.

“Always a pleasure to help you,” I said as she took my left arm.

Nothing made you feel more like a man than two hot sisters on your arm. They were both so sexy, clinging to me. I strutted towards the door with them, grinning. I couldn’t help myself. The scents of their hot pussies perfumed them. I could just hear the vibrators keeping their cunts simmering. We reached the doors. I opened it, my two women breaking away from me and heading into the cool interior.

“Why hello,” the friendly woman at the hostess stand said. She had a big grin on her face, her blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail. “Table for three?”

“Yeah,” I said. “Not much of a wait.”

“Not much,” she said. “Lucky you.” She grabbed three menus as a waitress appeared. She was a light-skinned Black girl with dark freckles across her cheeks and plump lips graced with a big smile. “This is Taniqua, and she’ll be your server tonight.”

“Hi,” she said, her eyes flicking at the three of us. My two sex slaves had taken my hands together. “Um ... a date?”

“Yep,” I said.

“Well, you must be one lucky guy, Corey,” Taniqua said as she turned around. “A booth or a table.”

“Booth,” I said without hesitation.

She nodded and smiled.

We weren’t the only customers. While most of the restaurant was empty, the section she led us to had the four or five tables crowded with girls and women. They were laughing and eating and giggling. My brow furrowed as some of the faces were familiar.

Faces I hadn’t seen in a while.

Something felt off as Taniqua stopped at a booth. “Here you are.” She sat down the menus. “I can get your drinks ordered now while you browse the menu.”

“Uh, cherry coke for me,” I said as Tania slid first into the booth. I followed after her.

“Iced tea,” said Aleah as she took the end of the booth. No one sat across from us.

“I’d love a Dr. Pepper,” said Tania. She grabbed the menu, opening it up, her eyes flicking over her options.

“I’ll be right back,” she said.

“Yeah,” I said, frowning. “Uh, Aleah, isn’t that’s Toni?”

Aleah looked up to a table and gasped at the sight of Toni Buckley, her fellow cheerleader. One of Kyle’s girls who’d gone missing. She wore a low-cut dress, dark-blue and with a short skirt. Across from her sat Lois Smilingfox, a Native American girl from our school.

Another of Kyle’s women.

“Toni?” Aleah gasped.

“Shocking, right?” a guy asked, his voice confident.

Kyle Unmei slid into the booth across from us. My jaw dropped at the sight of my friend. He had olive-brown skin, a mix of his Arabic and Japanese heritage. He had the slanted eyes of East Asia and short, black hair. Following him in was the busty Chyna Coel, her dark-brown hair falling in pigtails about her. A pink dress hung off her large tits. Those boobs looked about to pop out as she slid in.

“Kyle?” I said, stunned to see my friend. He looked great, confident, wearing a buttoned-down silk shirt, a gold chain around his neck. He had bling on. “Jesus, man, it’s you.”

“It’s me,” Kyle said, his hand sliding around Chyna’s shoulders. He grabbed the back of her head and pulled her head down to his lap. She didn’t fight. In fact, she winked at me before her head vanished beneath the table. A zipper rasped. Cloth rustled.

A wet suckling sound echoed through the room.

Chyna’s blowjob made my dick throb. Kyle groaned and leaned back for a moment, delight spilling across his face. A girl giggled. His little sister, Fatima, squirmed. She sat at a table with Kyle’s first girlfriend, Christy Leonardson, and Aaliyah, the mysterious, Arab beauty. The fourth figure I didn’t know. She was Japanese and graceful, wearing a pair of green-rimmed sunglasses. Beyond them, Britney Kingston leaned against a wall. The bushy haired, nerdy friend of Kyle’s looked like she was standing guard.

“Damn, that’s nice,” Kyle groaned. “Chyna’s a sweet thing. Being pregnant makes her so affectionate. She’s just starting to show. It’s hot. Bred either of your girls?”

“No,” I said. “I mean, we’re still in high school.”

“Right, right,” said Kyle, nodding his head.

“Master?” whimpered Tania, squirming beside me. I could hear the hunger in her tone, telling me just what she wanted.

I nodded my head.

Aleah and Tania both leaned down, their hands darting to my crotch. They wanted to show Kyle that they were just as submissive and willing to blow me in front of others as he was. Kyle grinned at me after the noisy rasp of my zipper coming undone.

“Glad to see you’re concubines are treating you right,” Kyle said. “It’s a treat.”

I glanced around at the table. He had so many concubines. Some were adults. I spotted Ms. Capello, my English teacher, eating her pasta and talking with two other mature women I didn’t recognize.

My cock came out and I nodded. “A treat you’re really enjoying.”

Kyle smiled. “My wives and concubines have been a big help in our new life. We’re finally getting things settled. It’s been wild.”

Before I could ask my question, my sex slaves pulled out my cock. Their hot tongues licked up my shaft. Their tongues dragged higher and higher. They reached the top and flicked their tongues around my crown. Pleasure shot down my cock as the two sisters loved me. They sucked on me. Nibbled on me.

They gave me such delight.

I blinked against the pleasure, gathering my thoughts as I savored their mouths teasing me. Pleasure tingled through me. My balls tightened. Tania’s soft hand slid down and cupped them a moment later while Aleah’s hand fisted up and down the base of my cock’s tip. They moaned, their lips brushing my crown. They kissed and nibbled and sucked.

Their tongues caressed over my cock, teasing me. My toes curled. I groaned, my chest rising and falling. My hands slid down and gripped a pigtail from each of them. I held them tight as their tongues danced around me.

“Goddamn, that’s great,” I panted. “You two are wonderful. Amazing.”

“Sounds like it,” Kyle groaned. His face twisted with pleasure. Chyna’s head bobbed, the back peeking out over the table before vanishing out of sight. “Such a treasure.”

“So where have you been?” I asked.

“The Unseen Realm,” he said.

“The fuck is that?”

“Nowhere on Earth.” Kyle leaned back. He glanced at Aaliyah. “It’s where genies come from. Djinn.”

“Genie?” My eyes squeezed shut. “Fuck, that’s it, huh? You’ve been making wishes to get all those girls.”

“Aaliyah is a firm believer that a great man needs a huge harem.”

Aaliyah nodded her head. The Arabic beauty had such a sultry look in her eyes. “They do, my husband.”

“Anyways,” Kyle said, “she’s a genie, and she’s helping me reward you.”

“For?” I asked. My two slaves were sucking on the sides of my cock, their lips brushing each other as they pleasured me. Tania massaged my balls.

“For trying to save Aaliyah that day,” Kyle said. “You got hurt. I was worried about you. Plus, you’ve been a great friend, Corey. Why wouldn’t I want to help you?”

“Okay,” I said, bliss flowing through my body. I felt amazing.

“So, Aaliyah has arranged for you to attend St. Maria Theodora.”

I blinked. “The all-girls private high school.”

“Yep.” Kyle grinned at me. “And I am sending four Djinn to win your affection to be your wife. You’ll get to choose whichever one appeals to you the most. Plus, you’ll be the only guy at an all-girls’ school. Who knows what other ladies might end up in your harem.”

“Damn,” I muttered. My dick throbbed in Aleah’s stroking grasp. “Four of them, huh?”

“Each one a different type,” said Kyle. He motioned his hand. Aaliyah rose, crossed to our table, and knelt down with submissive grace. “Aaliyah is a Jann. They are earth-aligned and submissive. They make great wives.”

A pair of twin, Arabic girls sauntered up in tight skirts and tops. They had smoldering looks in their eyes and a subtle breeze seemed to be playing with their hair like they had a fan to blow over them and make them look hotter.

“Naila and Tarah are Si’lats,” Kyle explained. “They’re seductresses and sluts. Air-aligned. A Si’lat will make things interesting.”

“Kay,” I groaned, smiling at them while my slaves sucked harder on the side of my cock, the pressure building in my depths.

A woman in a long, concealing dress appeared. She, too, was Arabic, her hair black and sleek. She had a gleam to her skin like she was fresh from the bath while her eyes had a thoughtful look to them. She didn’t act like the others. Like she wasn’t actually a part of Kyle’s harem.

“This is Sarai,” he said. “She’s a Marid. They’re water-aligned and intelligent. Strategist and plotters. A Marid would make a great organizer and no doubt keep your harem in line.”

I nodded as a fifth woman sauntered over. She had a sway to her hips, her black hair falling in waves about a fierce face. Her eyes were coal-black and smoldering. She had a saucy look in her eyes before she knelt beside Aaliyah.

“And Zaritha is an Ifrit,” Kyle said. “Fire-aligned. Fierce and passionate. They’re warriors. She’ll fight to keep you safe if you take one as a wife.”

“Right, right,” I groaned. Aleah’s hand stroked me faster and faster. The pair sucked on my dick, Tania nibbling between her nursing.

“So they’ll be disguising themselves and blending in,” said Kyle. “Half the fun is figuring out who they are. Of course, they’ll be competing to be yours, but so will the other girls. A lot of horny schoolgirls with no boys around them all day. You’ll be popular.”

“I guarantee it, Corey,” said Aaliyah, her voice throaty.

“Damn,” I groaned, leaning back in the booth. “This is amazing, Kyle.”

“Enjoy,” he said. He leaned back, too. “Chyna, you naughty slut, you want all my cum.”

“Yes, she does,” purred Aaliyah. “She loves her lord master’s cum.”

Chyna moaned around Kyle’s dick.

I closed my eyes, savoring the blowjob as I imagined four Arab beauties competing for my affection. Aleah’s mouth slipped over my cock. She sucked hard on it, her head bobbing. Her lips worked up and down my shaft. It was a wonderful sensation. My balls tightened. That wonderful pressure swelled at the tip of my dick.

I had to return the favor. I needed to get out my phone.

“Suck on our Master’s cock,” purred Tania. “Oh, sis, suck hard on him. Mmm, let’s make him cum and share his jizz.”

Aleah moaned around my cock.

“Such loving sluts,” panted Kyle.

“Mmm, he’s a lucky man, my husband,” Aaliyah purred.

I shoved my hand into my pants pocket and fished out my phone. I pulled it out and unlocked the screen. I tapped the vibrator app and set it to max. To ten.

“Holy shit, Master!” Tania cried, the vibrators buzzing away.

Aleah squealed around my cock. She sucked hard. Her hand tightened on the base of my cock. Tania massaged my balls with a feverish heat while Aleah bobbed her head faster. She loved my dick, bringing me closer and closer to exploding.

“You two can cum all you want,” I panted, so excited. The waitress had never returned. Kyle had clearly done something.

They both moaned and groaned. Tania whimpered as she nibbled on my shaft. She brushed her sister’s lips sliding up and down my cock. The pleasure built and built, growing towards a fantastic explosion. My cum would erupt from me. It would be incredible.

Fantastic.

Aleah’s cheeks hollowed. She bobbed and sucked and pleasured me. The vibrators churned away as my balls tightened in Tania’s massaging fingers. I was getting closer and closer to cumming. My dick throbbed.

“Fuck,” I panted.

Aleah ripped her mouth off my cock. Tania took over for her sister. The younger girl engulfed my dick. She sucked hard. With passion. Her tongue danced around my cock. Her moans hummed around it.

I couldn’t last long. Aleah lifted her head up and stared at me with green eyes. She whimpered, “Master!”

“Cum!” I commanded her.

“Yes!” she moaned and trembled beside me.