There are lots of harem stories, but all are told from the POV of the guy. I wondered if it would work to have a story told entirely from each of the female’s POV, and each girl had a different author to have that flavor. Let me know if your interested in writing some of it with me.
Author: efon22
Pierced Princess, Part 4 [Daughter, Masturbation, Cunnalingus]
Read the earlier parts of the story: [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/k34wwx/pierced_princess_part_1_daughter_piercings_groping/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share), [Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/k39w74/pierced_princess_part_2_daughter_breastplay/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share), [Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/k3lugz/pierced_princess_part_3_daughter_seduction_almost/)
Fucking lockdown! I’d been doing well for almost half a year now, getting through the holidays while keeping my morals intact, even three months into the new year before this Covid virus sent the whole fucking world into a tailspin. My workplace shut down, but at least it was a government job, so I’m still getting paid, but now I only leave the house once every week for a grocery run. The real problem now is with the schools all shut down my baby girl is home all day every day as well.
Now, if you read my previous accounts, you’ll understand that I allowed my unhealthy and perverse attraction to my daughter to give her the impression that I was interested in a sexual relation, at least up until she actually tried to seduce me. I know that was wrong of me to lead her on inappropriately, but I ended things, making it clear to her last November that I would not cross that line. I was her father, not a potential lover, and that was that.
Pierced Princess, Part 3 [Daughter, Seduction, Almost Naked]
Start with Part 1: https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/k34wwx/pierced_princess_part_1_daughter_piercings_groping/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share
I had done well keeping on the straight and narrow up until this point. I mean it had already been a whole month since I accidentally over-stimulated my daughter’s breasts into giving her an orgasm, and I kept clear of accidentally doing anything like that again. Now with autumn getting colder and bringing on sweater weather, my daughter’s pierced nipples could almost be forgotten about completely. This whole time my wife had been none the wiser and I was almost able to go back to treating her like my little baby girl again entirely.
Still, there were signs I should have noticed before now that things had forever changed between us. The kisses goodnight had more often included tight hugs that seemed to be stronger, always enough to feel those little studs poking out of her chest. And then the way she had seemingly become quite a klutz lately. I think so far there had been at least three times she’d made messes in the kitchen, all while her mother was out, causing her to quickly take off her clothes to get them in the wash, then run to her room to change. It wasn’t lost on me that she never closed her bedroom door on each of these as if she were daring me to come and watch, but I had my morals and self-control.
Pierced Princess, Part 2 [Daughter, Breast-play, Pierced]
It has only been a week since discovering that my daughter had gotten both her nipples pierced, and now like a pervert every time I saw her my eyes went straight to her breasts. I knew she was growing up and wasn’t my baby girl who rode my knee like a horsey anymore, but I wasn’t prepared to think of her as a grown woman yet. Sure she’d already developed physically, and I knew she’d gotten on birth control pills for a while now at her mother’s directive, but…
“Daddy…” she muttered again softly so her mother wouldn’t get alerted. I snapped out of my wandering thoughts of those small metallic dumbbells hidden beneath her bra and tee-shirt and brought my eyes up to look at my daughter directly.
“What was that Princess? Sorry, I lost my train of thought.” I excused my inattentiveness, knowing she caught me red-handedly ogling her. I just couldn’t help it. She’d done a good job of hiding what she’d done from her mother, just as I’d warned her to do, but now I just couldn’t stop trying to see them. I told myself it was to make sure her mother wouldn’t, and not because she was beautiful or sexy, even though she was. But more disturbingly I just couldn’t help but relive touching them, and even wondering how they would feel in my mouth. Not that I’d ever know for myself, of course.
Pierced Princess, Part 1 [Daughter, Piercings, Groping]
“Show me,” was all I said pushing her door open as I walked into her room without even knocking. She’d acted strangely in coming home late from school, running quickly up to her room. Of course it was just this morning that we had a screaming match about how I was the close-minded dad for refusing to allow her to get a tattoo.
“Daddy!” she feigned in shock, but I could tell it was an act. Sure she was now only in her tee-shirt and panties as she was undressing, but that’s half why I walked in, hoping to see the evidence of her disobedience right off. I didn’t, so instead steeled my resolve and just silenced her with my ‘I’m serious’ look.
“I said show me,” I said sternly and then my little girl shyly lifted up her shirt. When she exposed her little breasts I could see each nipple now sporting a simple little dumbbell shaped piercing. “Oh baby…” I sighed. I was mad as hell, but had to admit they did look cute, even given the tan lines from her bikini swimsuit that still showed. But at least it wasn’t something as permanent as the tattoo I’d expected to see. “Your mother is going to flip.”
Chloe – The (mostly) loyal wife [FM, cheating, blowjob]
I had always been a faithful wife to my loving and hardworking husband, whom I love very much. But once, about three years into our marriage, I was at a friend’s bridal shower and got totally wasted in a nightclub. It was still fuzzy, but I remember accidentally kind of cheating on him with one of his single friends. Well, not really. It’s not like I slept with the guy, it was just a kiss, more or less. Fine, we made out. And I may have also sat on his dick and given him a lap dance, but he never took off his pants. As I said, I was pretty drunk.
I didn’t think of it much after that, not really keeping it a secret, just not thinking about it as time passed. My husband is rather an old school type of man, and I wouldn’t want to disappoint him, and we were both really drunk at the time, and since he never brought it up again I mostly just forgot about it. Then one day I got a strange call from another of my husband’s friends.