Sable’s tongue nuzzled at her pussy, insistent and demanding. She leaned against the shelf, letting the witch lick her pussy. Sable would always be devoted to her. The Love Elemental’s attack insured that.
Christy tried to ignore her tongue probing up into her pussy, itching her flesh. Soft fingers found her budding clit, stroking them. Christy shuddered, trying to focus on the piece of parchment before her. The pleasure swelled inside her. Sable knew just where to lick.
She cast the spell anyways.
The scroll grew in her hand. “Oh, wow,” Christy moaned, trying to read the Demotic script. It was an alphabet based of hieroglyphics, but the text was written in Koine Greek.
Sable rolled her clit, shudders of bliss pouring through her as she concentrated on the dry text. It was a mystic scroll. The Mystery Religions were born in Egypt, spreading through Greece and the rest of the world. Witchcraft had been born in this ancient land, and Alexandria was were all their knowledge had been kept.
“You taste so delicious,” purred Sable. “Cum for me, Mistress.”
Christy groaned, her concubine slurping with persistence, feasting on her pussy juices. Her stomach tensed, a shudder wracking through her. She concentrated on the scroll, reading the text, ignoring the pleasure spasming through her body.
Her eyes widened. “This is it, Sable!”
A great shudder spasmed through her body. She leaned against the ancient, clay shelf, clutching the scroll as excitement and passion trembled through her, pouring out into Sable’s hungry mouth. Christy stumbled back, clutching the scroll.
“We found it, Sable!”
Her concubine rose, a smile on her cute face. “Awesome!” She threw her arms around Christy, kissing her Mistress. Christy tasted her tangy musk, savoring the flavor. “Master is going to be so happy!”
Christy nodded, summoning Shadowedge. “Let’s find Britney and Phillipa so we can go home.”
“I heard Phillipa moaning that way,” Sable giggled. “I think they took a break as well.”
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Sahabah, The Hidden Realm
Kyle dozed between Fumi and Fatima, Ann curled in a ball at his feet. He hoped he planted a baby in her. Fatima was so excited to breed her young concubine. Sleep was just luring him away, pulling him down into darkness, when a woman cried out.
“I found it!”
Kyle opened his eyes to see Christy jumping on to the bed, naked and flushed with excitement. “What?” Kyle muttered, shaking off sleep.
“Summon Aaliyah! It’s time to make a baby!”
Christy straddled Kyle, stroking his hard cock with one hand, the other clutching a scroll. Kyle sat up, his eyes widening. “You mean it?”
She nodded her head.
He wrapped his arms around her, kissing his wife hard. Her breasts pressed into his muscular chest, her nipples hard point. Her hand guided his swelling cock to her pussy. She sank down on him, a shudder rolling through his body as her tight flesh engulfed him.
“Shouldn’t you be saving that for Aaliyah?” giggled Fatima.
Kyle groaned, leaning back into the pillows as Christy worked her hips up and down on him. Kyle loved it when a woman rode him, savoring the way her breasts bounced and jiggle, and the pleasure crossed her face as she worked his cock in and out of her pussy.
“I need to prepare him,” Christy purred, swiveling his hips. “Besides, doesn’t my pussy feel amazing on your cock?”
“So amazing. I wish Aaliyah was here to see how amazing it is.”
*Done!* Aaliyah announced in his mind. In swirl of dust she appeared on the other side of Fumi.
“I have it, Aaliyah!” Christy moaned, working her pussy faster. “Oh, Kyle. Your cock is wonderful!”
“You have it!” Tears brimmed in Aaliyah’s eyes.
“Oh, that’s wonderful,” Fumi smiled, rolling over to Aaliyah. The women hugged, Aaliyah’s hand stroking Fumi’s pregnant belly.
“I can’t wait.”
“Good,” Christy moaned, squeezing her pussy down on Kyle’s cock. “Umm, don’t you just want to flood my pregnant pussy with your cum?”
“So bad,” Kyle groaned. “Keep working those hips like a slut, and I’ll baste your cunt with so much cum.”
Christy’s pussy shuddered around his cock, a small orgasm rolling through his wife. “Oh, yes!” She pumped faster. “Ishtar, bless this cock reaming my pussy. Share with him my fertility so his seed may take root in the stoniest of soil!”
Christy’s pendant flashed amber between her breasts. Heat boiled in her pussy. Kyle groaned, every muscle in his body tensing. He shuddered, her pussy slamming down on him. Christy gasped, her breasts thrusting forward as she came hard on him.
“Cum in me, Kyle, and receive my blessing!” she screamed.
He erupted. His cum pulsed out of him in powerful blasts. He thrust up in her, grunting loudly. Her fire spread into his cock, down into his heavy balls. Another shot of cum burst out and a third, the heat in his balls intensifying.
“Yes, yes!” sighed Christy, slumping off of him, his cock popping out with a wet plop. White cum dripped out. Fumi didn’t hesitate to bury her lips between Christy’s thighs, eager for the feast.
Kyle looked at Aaliyah. Her dusky face contorted in anticipation. She bit her lower lip. She was so cute. Kyle crawled to her, stroking her face. His balls burned to unleash his cum. He lowered his lips to Aaliyah, kissing his first wife.
It had all started with her. That wonderful day when he had freed her from her battered lamp. She was the reason he had all this love in his life. And now he could finally give her what she wanted.
Her legs parted, her hands eager, guiding him to her hole. She was already dripping wet, flushed with excitement. He buried into her, shuddering as her silky flesh engulfed him. He kissed her, moaning into her lips as her limbs wrapped around him.
They writhed together, hips working to please each other. His heavy balls slapped into her taint as they thrust and humped. Kyle’s strong hands roamed her body, finding her round breast and fingering her hard nipples.
“Kyle,” she shuddered, her eyelids fluttering. “Oh, Kyle!”
He nuzzled at her neck, savoring her silky skin on his. He pinched a nipple, her back arching and her pussy squeezing down on his cock. His wives moaned around them, pleasuring each other. The concubines joined in, falling into each other’s embraces, filling the room with a symphony of moans and gasps.
His harem urged them on with their moans.
“Put a baby in her, Master!”
“Pour your seed into her!”
“Knock her up, big bro!”
“Give Sultana what she craves!”
The bed creaked, his thrusts growing harder. Aaliyah shuddered beneath him, her passion spilling through her body. Her breasts rubbed against his chest as she writhed, her fingernails clawing his back with passion. Her hips rose up, bucking into his thrusts.
“Cum in me, my husband,” she moaned.
Kyle’s burning balls erupted, dumping his molten cum into her. She shuddered, a powerful orgasm spasming through her. Kyle could almost see his magic-enhanced sperm wiggling through her pussy, heading for her egg.
“I love you,” Aaliyah whispered. “My strong Sultan.”
Kyle smiled, kissing her on the lips, sharing his love with her.
“Um, big bro,” Fatima suddenly said.