Literotic asexstories – The Harem Ch. 06 by f4nt4syp3n,f4nt4syp3n
She knew she was dreaming. She didn’t have breasts that felt this real in the real world. She didn’t have lingerie like this in the real world. That wasn’t a problem though. She was ok with that part of the fantasy. The part that made her heart ache was the way Mark looked at her. She wanted Mark to look at her that way in the waking world. She remembered the kisses, the touches, the looks from a hundred encounters. She remembered the way her brother had grabbed her and kissed her when she was still wearing boy clothes. She remembered that kiss. She remembered the way his cock had pressed into her ass. She remembered how much she had wanted to press back.
She was wearing lingerie that revealed more than it didn’t. Looking down she could see her nipples and her cock straining at fabric that wasn’t designed to hold it. Infront of her, Mama and Rachel were lounging in a similar state of undress on a bed. Mark was behind her now. She could feel his smile. She could feel the heat of his gaze. She could feel the beast purring with pleasure at her surrender. She was waiting for him. He could take her whenever he wanted and she wasn’t going to do a thing to stop him.
River’s breath was heavy in her lungs. Her skin prickled with anticipation and her cock was wet at the prospect of Mark touching her. She waited.
“Soon,” Mark whispered. Then he walked away and climbed into bed with Mama and Rachel leaving River to watch. She didn’t feel sad at being excluded. She enjoyed the show, even if it was a dream. She enjoyed watching Mark fuck his mother and sister. She enjoyed watching the women collapse in orgasmic ecstasy only to get up again for more. But River wasn’t sad.
She played with her breasts and her cock as she watched them. “Soon,” she whispered to herself. “Soon.” The word was a promise. A promise that the sounds of slapping flesh and lapping tongues would be hers not so far from now.
“Soon.”
Mark turned and saw River’s hands moving under the blankets as she repeated the word back to him. He smiled. Soon.
There was so much to smile about.
The sex with Mama and Rachel got better every day. Mark had quietly moved into Mama’s room at the ladies’ insistence, and River hadn’t seemed to mind or notice. River’s HRT was proving difficult. The initial dose had left her in bed for a couple of days. The Doctor was confident this was just a side effect and would soon subside. River was up and walking around now, and even though she tired easily, she was getting noticeably better.
Not noticeably sexier or hotter. She had always been sexy. She had always been hot. But it had only been a couple of weeks and Mark could see that she was going to have to go bra shopping soon. She might have gotten away without wearing one when they were AAs or A cups, but they were B cup or larger now, and her nipples showed through anything she wore.
Rachel had finished classes and didn’t have anything on the calendar until a couple of two-week intensives towards the end of July/early August. River had come out at the office, and they had thrown her a party. Mama had just landed a major account for her firm that was going to be the difference between turning a profit and handing out bonuses.
He was about to get dressed to go talk to the construction foreman he usually worked for in the summer, when he felt a petite hand grab his arm.
He turned and saw Rachel there, standing in a bra and panties that were designed to be seen. She reached up on her toes to kiss him. “River asleep?” She asked.
Mark nodded as he rubbed his hands down her sides.
“Good.” Rachel dropped to her knees, pulled Mark’s cock out of his pants. “Mama thinks I should spend the day with your cum down my bra and in my panties.” His cock wasn’t hard, but her touch, her words, and the application of her lips was quickly changing that.
“Did she now?” Mark asked.
“She did.” Mama came out of her room, dressed for work and a vision to die for. She gently kissed Mark on the lips. “Don’t you think she’d like it too?” Mama put one hand on Rachel’s hair and caressed her head. She leaned into Mark’s back as she did it, let him feel her breasts and her body as she caressed his sister’s hair. “I think she’ll love it,” Mama whispered. “Just imagine it. Your sister. Your lover, walking around the office all day, with the mark of your love for her hidden away.” She stepped out from behind Mark and unclasped Rachel’s bra, then pulled down her panties enough so that Mark had a clear view of her breasts, and her neatly trimmed pubic hair. “She’ll spend all day smelling you,” Mama said, “and everyone will wonder why she’s smiling so much.”
Rachel moaned into Mark’s cock and he couldn’t help but return the sentiment.
“Come on Rach,” Mama said. “Be a good girl. Make your brother cum all over these big, soft tits of yours.” Mama started playing with Rachel’s tits eventually replacing her mouth with the two beautiful globes of flesh.
“Cum for me Kiddo.” Rachel leaned away and opened the door to River’s room. “Look at her. Think about how great it will be to do this to her. To all of us. I want her to watch as you claim me. And I want to watch as you do the same to her.”
Mark looked up and saw River had indeed been playing with herself in her sleep and her hand, partly covered in cum, had smeared some on her own face.
“And then,” Mama said, “you can make us all walk around the house naked so you can play with us whenever you want.”
This time Mama leaned down to suck Mark’s cock and her experience made short work of any resistance he might have pretended to have. Just as he was about to cum, Mom got out of the way, Rachel lay back on her hands, and Mama aimed her boy’s cock at Rachels chest where the first rope of cum draped itself like an artistically drawn string of pearls. Mama pointed his cock lower and the next two ropes curled in the recently trimmed pubic hair, before Mama leaned down to take the rest in her mouth.
When Mark was dry, Mama kissed him chastely on the lips. “Now let your sister get dressed. We must get to work.”
The construction office was in a nondescript suite in a building full of nondescript offices. After the pandemic, Mark would have wagered that all of these kinds of buildings would have gone under, but he would have been wrong. The boss, in whose office Mark sat, was a nondescript sort of man. He was a business man, the kind of guy who made deals and got the job done. He was a mediocre carpenter, a decent foreman, a good manager, but a great boss and salesman.
He was also unable to hire Mark that summer.
Mark should have been angrier. He had worked with the construction crew every summer for the last three years, and there had never been any indication that he wouldn’t be welcome back the fourth year. Sure there were real problems in the market. There weren’t as many buildings to build. There wasn’t as much investment in development right now. There were older guys with families and more seniority than he that they needed to protect. All of that was good and true, but he couldn’t help but feel like this was somehow personal. It should have made him angry and he felt the beast lending him his strength, but it wasn’t out of control.
Mark shook his head. “Too bad,” he told his old boss, “Guess I’ll have to find work elsewhere.” He turned around to leave. “Take it easy, Boss.”
“You too, Mark. And I am sorry.”
Mark waved the apology off as he got in his car and made his way to the dojo. He was still high from that combined blowjob earlier and wasn’t in the mood to get into an argument that wouldn’t change anything anyways.
He pulled up to the Dojo, and almost stopped when he realized the beast was calm in his chest, almost asleep. Not fully asleep, just resting. Just enough that Mark felt he could loosen the leash. He could be happy and just, be happy. The grin on his face must have made him look like an idiot as he walked into the dojo. Master James spotted him as he came in.
“Mark? Everything ok?”
Mark nodded. “Better than ever. Do you mind if I use the extra room? I just wanted to practice a bit and get away from the house for a while.”
“Sure thing. I’d like a couple of minutes before the 1pm class if you don’t mind. Just let me know when you’re ready.”
Mark nodded and went towards the back of the dojo where a door led to a secondary practice space. It wasn’t as large as the main room, and was used mostly for one on one tutoring or strength building work, but it was more than large enough for Mark to practice his kata. He changed into the gi he kept at the dojo, just in case, then stood in the center of the room and breathed.
The beast stood with Mark and they breathed together.
First form.
The moves flowed over him and through him in meditative waves. His thoughts quieted and for all that he was happy, he didn’t not allow thoughts of his family, his job, school or what might come in the future to intrude on his time. He moved and the beast moved. He breathed and the beast breathed.
Second Form.
It wasn’t quite right to say that beast was with him anymore. They were together. He felt the power that was the beast’s legacy. It wasn’t physical strength, but strength of being. Strength of purpose.
Third Form.
Strength of family.
He finished his forms. Toweling the sweat from his hair, he found James in the back office. “You wanted to see me?”
James was leaning back in his chair drinking a cup of coffee, looking for all the world as though he had nothing better to do than wait for Mark. He gestured to one of the chairs, which Mark took. “I’m not going to beat around the bush here, Mark. My shoulders aren’t up to teaching as many classes as I do, and my best teacher just left to start his own dojo. That puts me a teacher and a half down. What do you say to hiring on here? Things work out, you decide this is something you want to stick with, then we’ll talk about making you a partner. How about it?”
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