My Little Harem

Characters:

Drake (20): Businessman with 3 girlfriends. Extreme prodige at his job and incredibly young for his profession and degree of success. 6 feet tall. Brown hair. Dark eyes. Pale skin.

Alia (22): Red head, petite, green eyes,and mischievous little hoe with a need for her man and his man parts. 5’7″. She’s the first of the harem. She tends to be a switch taking turns with Drake to be the top when he wants to sit back and relax and lose control or she ends up being the brat that teases the hell out of him. She likes it rough and she likes to be rough.

Aurelia (19): platinum blonde. 5’5″ petite and plays the dumb one but knows it pisses her man off. Despite Alia being the greedy and mischievous one, Aurelia is punished the most due to favoritism. She secretly likes it no matter how bad the punishment is.

Valerie (18) : raven haired 5’4″ innocent and petite. (You can tell Drake has a type lol) She’s the newest to the harem and is pampered and made sure is treated like a princess. She’s quiet, shy, and trying to impress her man but Drake knows she will take time to accustomed to sex. Is still a virgin so she’s usually just watching and asking questions.

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Story Starts Here:

Drake entered the room and sighed in relief. Work had been rough and his intern Mackenzie had given him a hard time with her questions. He wanted to yell at her to stop being stupid but he figured he didn’t want to make another intern cry. His employees told him he sometimes gave off a fearsome vibe with his build and the fact that they’d never seen him smile. But he smiled now when he saw his precious little lady poking her dark haired head out from her room to see who’d come.

“Val, honey,” said Drake. She was cute, precious, stunning, and he couldn’t wait till she became comfortable enough for him to stick his cock into her folds. He bet she was so tight. He’d been trying to ease her to give him a handjob and it had gone well. She wasn’t nearly as deft as Alia, but the idea of her virgin hands wrapping around his shaft and the innocent wonder in her eyes as her actions and every little movement gave pleasure to Drake made the experience all the more erotic.

“Drake?” she asked. “You look tired.”

Dumb intern Mackenzie wasn’t the only one who’d frustrated him. Naomi and her constant bitching. She was 24 and hated that she had to take orders from a 20 year old. In Drake’s mind she shouldn’t have applied or should have done her research on who the fuck led this company. If she wanted an older man bossing her around he wouldn’t mind if she quit, the damn bitch.

“I am tired, honey,” said Drake with a soft smile. “Give your man a hug.”

Valerie rushed over and wrapped her arms around him and buried her face in his chest. She was so short and petite. He was afraid for when she consented that he’d break her. Maybe that’s why she hadn’t felt ready for his cock or his body. The litte thing was terrfied.

He rubbed her back and held her, and he wondered who was comforting who. He loved comforting her though. It was a nice feeling making his little lady happy. From inside entered the absolute whore of the house.

Red haired Alia with a knowing smirk on her face as she strut out completely nude. Her B-Cup tits on display. Her shaved pussy clearly wet. She avoided his glare and searched around the fruit bowl for some food.

“Alia…” said Drake like a scolding parent. “Do you want me to bend you over and have my way with you?”

Alia looked over at him as if she’d just noticed him. “Oh, hi Drake,” she purred.

“You’re nude.”

She shrugged innocently and shot him a sly smirk. “It was hot. And I was bothered by it.”

“Do you want me to have my way with you? You know I get urges after work and this isn’t helping.”

She pouted and nodded at him giving him puppy dog eyes. “I want your cock, *daddy*”

That last word set Drake off. He growled and Valerie scooted off to the couch to let her man do his duties and watching as her friend was plowed.

Drake ripped off his shirt and pants and threw them aside. Valerie wondered if she should pick them up, fold them, and put them away for later. She knew her man always wanted Aurelia to do that, though. Aurelia was tasked with 90% of the house chores and if she was lucky she could have some time with her man. Her man didn’t want Valerie to exert herself.

Drake grabbed Alia by the throat releasing a whimper from her. He spun her around, and bent her over the table, her ass bare and exposed. He brandished his cock already full mast and slapped it on Alia’s ass. One slap, two slap. She whimpered again, neediness in her cries.

“You want this?” asked Drake.

“Yes, *daddy*.”

“You’re on your control?”

“Yes, daddy. You can pump me full if you want.”

Drake came in close over her and growled in her ears. “Oh, yes I do, honey.” Then he started his drilling. He did not give her a chance to ease into it. Drake just shoved his cock deep inside and Alia squealing pleasure and pain. Then he pulled out, juices already flowing from both of them. Then he thrust inside and from her throat ripped another yell. Then he started pumping harder and faster. Deeper.

She let out rhythmic cries and whimpers but on her face was a greedy smile. Drake yanked on her hair with on hand while the other held her down in the table. Valerie noticed how Alia’s boobs flattered against the table she rested on. Val felt a little wet down there as she saw her man and his hoe move.

Alia cried louder as Drake got faster. Slap slap slap. Rail rail rail. His balls smacked her pussy as his dick plowed and plowed. FInally he grunted like a monster and she howled in pleasure as both came at the same time. His jizz gushed in her folds and out, dripping along with her fluids. He pumped a few more times just to make a point and she groaned after every pump.

Finally he ripped out of her and the fluids spilled out of her pussy, a slick trail running from his cock down and onto the floor.

“Aurelia!” cried Drake. “Come here and clean this up.”

A blonde haired angel came out, head low, and eyes wide. “Yes, daddy.”

“Good girl.”

“Daddy?”

“Yes?”

“Can we spend time together?”

“Depends on how well you clean this up, dear. Alia, you go wash up. I’ll cook us some dinner and we can all eat as a family, yeah?”

“Yes, daddy!” they all three cried.

“Good girls.”

End of story

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If I get enough people that like this, I’ll add more parts and have some aftercare added for that extra bit of immersion.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/pdj8nh/my_little_harem