World’s Biggest Harem Ch. 11

Literotic asexstories – World’s Biggest Harem Ch. 11 by TheCulling,TheCulling
I barely even remembered what had happened between me and Celeste the night before. I woke up to find Alisa at my bedside. Without even realizing what I was doing I had her on the bed, fucking her raw. She was a little sore when we had breakfast together, but she was smiling and laughing at every little thing. By the time she left to return to her work, I had honestly discarded my brief affair with Celeste as a weird dream.

But those longing looks, that tender touch, and her close proximity to me, all throughout the day, eventually brought it all back to me.

“Celeste. Sit on my lap.”

The command came out of nowhere, and was a little bit inappropriate, but it did not surprise me at all that she immediately did as she was asked. She sat, adjusting her skirt over her leg, and then looked at me.

“What is your command, Master?” Her voice was sultry.

“What happened on your vacation?”

Her smile faded. She pulled away from me, but I grabbed her waist to stop her from getting off.

“Please, be honest with me.” I told her.

She sighed.

“I couldn’t stop thinking about you.” She admitted. “During that entire trip I couldn’t help but think what it would be like to have you there, with me. I mean, sure, it WOULD have been annoying to have a different girl in my hotel room every night, but…”

She shook her head.

“I missed you.”

“You missed being my maid.”

“No, I missed you.” She stressed, as she wrapped her arms around my neck. “I… um.. really love you. Like, sexually.”

I give her a dark look. I was honestly expecting her to laugh and play it off, but she was dead serious.

“Seriously, you’re the one for me.” She said, earnestly. “You make being a maid a magical experience. I feel like a Princess, I feel like a-”

“Okay, that’s enough.” I told her, interrupting her. Celeste fell silent, looking abashed. “Celeste, you’re not yourself. What really happened?”

She stuck her nose up in the air. “Nothing.”

“Come on.” I grabbed her hands and pulled them to me. She fiddled her fingers in my grip and shook her head again.

“That’s an order.” I told her. She scowled at me.

“Damn it, foiled again.” She said, sighing dramatically. “I… um. Saw someone I knew.”

That surprised me. I knew very little of Celeste’s personal life, but I had always assumed her to be a very private individual. In her free time I knew she liked holing herself up in her room and reading gothic novels or playing video games.

“Who was it?”

“It doesn’t matter.”

“That was an order, Celeste.”

She bounced up and down. “You know, most guys would be taking advantage of me right now.”

“I’m not most guys.”

“Ugh.” She sighed. “Don’t remind me.” She played with my hair for a bit, clearly deep in thought. “You need a haircut.”

“Don’t change the subject.”

She gave me a look.

“Is that an order?”

“Yes.” I said bluntly. Again, she sighed.

“You wouldn’t understand.” She said. To my very great surprise she got off me and stood up.

“Tea, master?”

And walked away.

I walked her go for a while, feeling a little bit taken aback. I wondered why she was so determined to keep her secret. I wondered if it would be embarrassing for her to tell me. Or maybe she felt that she would be dismissed from my service.

A knock came at the door, and Alisa came in, yawning.

“Breakfast?”

She looked as if she hadn’t slept. By the time Celeste set her pancakes and bacon in front of her, she had fallen asleep in her chair, her head tucked into her knees.

“She’s something else.” Celeste told me, as she gently shook her awake. Alisa blinked, and them smiled.

“Oooh, that looks good.” She said enthusiastically. “Thanks, Celeste.”

“You’re very welcome.” Celeste said, looking very pleased as Alisa set her feet on the ground and picked up her knife and fork.

“I’ll probably go right back to sleep after breakfast.” Alisa told me, as she cut her pancakes into little chunks. “I’ve been working all night.”

“On what?”

“My new painting, of course.” She preened. “Of our family here.”

“Family?”

“You, Crystal, Scarlet, me….” She ticked off her fingers. “I thought it would be romantic.”

“We’ve never even been in the same room together at once.” I told her, surprised. “I’m not sure we should call them a family.”

“What?” Alisa asked. “You don’t want me?” Her voice sounded hurt, but I got the impression she was trying to manipulate me.

“Of course I want you.” I told her. “But the others… have you spoken to them about this at all?”

“I’m sure Scarlet would like the idea.” Alisa said. “And Crystal… who cares what she wants?”

Celeste giggled.

“I’d like to see this painting too, if you don’t mind.”

“Maybe when it’s finished.” Alisa said airily. “Who knows? Maybe someday you’ll be in it too!”

I had never seen Celeste turn so red. She refrained from looking at me as Alisa and I cleaned our plates.

“You know, I wouldn’t mind sex before bed.” Alisa said. “Up for it?”

Celeste shot her a surprised look, and then looked at me. She was still not used to Alisa’s rather open sexuality.

“Sure.” I told her.

She smiled at me and took my hand. Before I knew what she was doing she led me into the bedroom and fell onto her back. She looked up at me imploringly.

“Take me.”

I usually sent Celeste away during moments like this, but Alisa had been so forward, and I was so brimming with energy that I threw myself at her. She was moaning my name in fifteen minutes, and in half an hour she had fallen asleep with a peaceful, blissful smile.

I kissed her one last time and stood up. I yawned, dressed myself, and found myself heading out into the other room.

Celeste was waiting by my door.

“Oh no.:” She said. “You’ve caught me listening in.”

She smiled at me in a suggestive way. Before I knew what I was doing I had spun her around, bent her over, and slapped her eyes.

Her eyes went wide in shock as the feeling.

“Master…” She said. “You’re not… upset with me, are you?”

She wiggled her behind back and forth.

“Very.” I told her. I squeezed her thigh, and she let out a purr of pleasure.

“What are you going to do to me?”

I fucked her right there in the living room. She, bent over the couch, bit her lip as I penetrated more.

“P-please Master… MORE!”

In the end, much like Alisa, she was a slobbering, broken mess. She was gasping for breath as she lay hunched over. I had removed her undergarments for the sex, but had left the gothic dress untouched. I rather liked it.

“That… that…” She let out a choking laugh. “I see why you’re so popular.”

She stood up straight and turned around to face me. She smoothed out her dress and looked at me.

“I… I hope this doesn’t mean I have to stop being your maid.” She said.

“Of course not.” I told her. “You’ve been doing a great job.”

She flushed.

“That means so much to me, Master.” She said. “I… once I feel up to it… can we… do this again?”

She placed her hand against my chest. As if realizing she had overstepped her bounds, she pulled away. However, I took it, and placed it back.

“Of course.”

She smiled, and I leaned in and kissed her.

A knock came at the door and she pulled away from me, a little surprised.

“Excuse me.” She said primly. She made her way to the door and opened it. I barely had time to remember that she had not put all of her clothes back on when Scarlet stepped in. It then dawned on me that I had not gotten dressed either.

“Hello.” She said brightly. “I haven’t seen you in a while.”

Her red eyes flashed across me, and she smiled. “Looking good as ever.” She said. She seemed to be in a good mood. “Did you have another girlfriend over?”

Celeste came out from behind her, smirking.

“Alisa.” I said. “And Celeste is here too, I suppose.”

“Oh yes, the maid.” Scarlet said. She turned to face Celeste. “Are you sleeping with him too, honey?”

Celeste looked taken aback.

“Yes.”

“Oh, that’s nice.” Scarlet said. Ignoring Celeste’s look of surprise at her lack of jealously, she turned around to face me. “Um. I’m leaving in a couple of hours for work, so if you don’t mind…”

She pulled apart her jacket to reveal that she had nothing but a bra on underneath. Celeste, rolling her eyes, stepped forward and took it from her, and went to go hang it up. By the time she turned back around Scarlet’s powerful legs were already wrapped around my waist.

“You couldn’t even wait for me to leave the room?” She asked derisively, but she was smiling a little. “I don’t know where you get the energy…”

She ended up attending to her cleaning while I had sex with Scarlet right in front of her. When we were finished Celeste presented us both with snacks and tea, and Scarlet accepted with gusto.

“I don’t have to leave for another several hours.” Scarlet told her. “Why don’t we sit up and chat? Just the three of us?”

And so we did. When Alisa woke up a couple of hours later it was four. We sat up for hours laughing about old stories of our lives, and bonding over the little things. Scarlet asked Celeste a lot of questions about Europe, and Alisa in turn inquired about the famous museums in Paris and other cities. I had never seen Celeste looking so happy, and so accepted.

“You know.” Celeste said, as this conversation continued. “It’s weird for us to be friends.”

“is it?” Alisa asked.

“Well, most people don’t become friends after…”

She cast me a look. I smiled at her.

“We’re not most people, Celeste.” I told her. Scarlet nodded her assent, patting Celeste’s hand affectionately.

“It may be more normal than you think.” Alisa said. “I mean, when I mentioned what was going on here with my friend, she was kind of interested.”

“Your friend?” I inquired. “You mean… Charlotte?”

She smiled. “You sound excited.”

I was. The thought of those thigh high socks, those glasses and turning that dour expression into a screaming ecstatic gooey mess was very appealing to me.

“She’s never had a boyfriend before, so she might be a little bit awkward.” Alisa said. “But you’ll get her to come around.”

“Or I can have you do it for me.”

She smiled. “Ooooh, that sounds fun.” She said. “I could show her my painting.”

She cast a look at Celeste.

“I suppose I’ll have to add you in, after all.”

Celeste giggled. “I’m happy it happened so soon.”

She leaned in and grabbed my hand. Not to be outdone, Scarlet grabbed my other one. Alisa had to settle for grabbing Celeste’s and Scarlet’s hands.

“This was lovely.” Scarlet said. “I hope we get the chance to do it again sometime.”

“As do I.” Celeste admitted. “Do take care on your trip, Scarlet.”

Scarlet smiled at her, and got to her feet. I kissed her goodbye, and Celeste and Alisa offered her hugs. And then she was gone.

Alisa was quick to follow suit. She thanked us both for our time, and was off as well after I gave her a kiss. Only Celeste and I were left in the apartment.

We looked at each other.

“Ready for round two?” She asked me.

“Always.” I told her. She smiled and took my hands.

“How about we actually use the bed this time?”