The brilliance of the reflection reminded me of a diamond sparkling as I blinked and started to move again.
Ahead of me, laying back on one of his loungers was the naked, corpulent figure of Hanif Marhalla, the slave trader who had bought me several months earlier. Next to him, kneeling alongside the sunbed was Lara, the brunette he had purchased at the same time as me.
“Gurrrrmmmmmm…. Urrggggggg…. Glluuuccckkkkkk!” greedily she slurped and sucked on the Arab’s hard cock, sliding her lips down and up on the thick hard shaft.
Industriously working her mouth onto his prick her dark hair fell across her face partially obscuring what she was doing, although from the sounds she was making as she pleasured him it was blatantly obvious.
Enviously I watched as she sucked on his dick, worshipping it with her lips while he reached around her to fondle her arse and finger her moist pussy.
“Mmmmmm…. Guuurrrmmm…… Urmmmmm!” she mumbled, the sound muffled by the erection stretching her mouth, as his finger began to probe into her.
Stopping beside him I carefully placed his cup on the small table.
“Shukren Amy.” He glanced up at me and smiled, reaching up with his free hand to caress my swollen belly, “And how is my unborn child today?”
I bowed my head slightly “Very well master.”
“You know you are even more beautiful now you are pregnant Amy.” He smirked lecherously at me, “I find the female form, swollen with a new life to be most appealing.”
As he spoke Lara continued to ease her lips up and down on his erect pole while her eyes flicked briefly up to meet mine.
Over the eight months we had been here we had become friends and lovers. Both of us falling pregnant to our owner after just a few weeks servitude, our babies were due just days apart in less than three month’s time.
“Don’t you Gamal?” Hanif turned to look across at his equally naked friend who lay back in a reclining beach chair on the other side of the pool.
“Indeed, my friend. The sight of these western sluts, their bellies filled with a true believer’s baby is most arousing.” Gamal Al Fahimi, a close colleague and friend of Hanif’s replied.
As I took his coffee across to him, he leered openly at my nude form, his hand gently pumping his erect rod as I approached him.
Still watching me he slid his free hand up between my legs to stroke my crack, casually running a finger between my lips.
“What are you waiting for, Amy? I told my friend what a good fuck you are.” Hanif called out across the pool, “Now do what you have been told and please him.”
Doing as I had been instructed, I put his coffee on the small table and straddled the prone figure on the lounger. Reaching down for his hardness I guided the head against my slit and pressed it between my labia.
“Oh fuck…. it’s…. in…. meeeeeee!”
Staring straight into his eyes, I groaned as I slowly impaled my pregnant form on Gamal’s very hard cock, lowering my body until every inch of him was in my wet pussy.
Beneath me the Arab sighed with happiness, with his tumescent manhood fully sheathed inside me his hands reached for my heavy breasts. Squeezing the swollen milk filled mounds, he teased and rolled my nipples causing them to grow quickly into thick hard fleshy nubs.
“Ah… yes…. yes, oh yes…. aaahhhhhhhhh….” riding his hard pole, my hands were splayed on his chest supporting me as I pumped my juicy quim onto his solid length.
“Uhhh… yes…. she is so good!” Gamal groaned loudly, “I have always wanted to fuck one of these sluts. Especially one who is pregnant, Hanif. I thank you for the opportunity.”
I started to fuck him with a slow, careful rhythm, my eager sex gripping his prick as I worked my pussy onto his shaft with the enthusiasm expected of a slave.
It was one of Hanif’s favourite pastimes to have one of the other girls fellate him as he watched me being fucked by a friend or business colleague. Since I had had my pregnancy confirmed I had lost count of the number of men who had used me in this way.
My eyes closed as I felt the familiar sensation’s I had come to crave start to build inside me, “Oh fuck…. fuck… oh god… I’m…. aaahhhhhhh… yessssss!”
“You know I think this one is the best addition to your harem yet,” Gamal said with a grunt of approval, driving his erection up into me, “When will these two sluts give birth?”
Hanif groaned quietly, Lara still sucking on his dick.
“Three months at most so my doctor tells me. Then I will impregnate them again.”
Riding Gamal’s cock I shuddered as I heard my owner speak.
I had been a successful business woman in my past life, happily married and looking to reach the pinnacle of my career. Now I was a sex slave, soon to give birth with my owner intending to breed me again as soon as he could.
The thought was too much for me and I came, squirming and moaning as my climax erupted deep inside me.
“Oh yes, yes…. I’m… cuuummmmmiiinnnnnngggggggggggggggg!” my squeal of delight filled the air as I ground my cunt onto Gamal’s manhood, my vaginal muscles clenching tight around it.
“Ah fuck…. yesssssssssss!” he grunted, driving up into me and flooding my pregnant belly with a copious amount of his man cream.
Spent I slumped down across Gamal as his semen began to ooze out of me around the base of his softening cock. His hands lightly caressing my hair and back as he held me.
“Good girl.” Hanif smiled at me from across the pool.
“Did I please you master?” looking across at my owner happy to see him smiling at me.
I was totally satisfied with my life now.