Slaves of Love
Gheni started moaning.
“He’ll like to be sucked on. Suck hard and deep, but sometimes gentle, and sometimes just lick him.”
Gheni’s moans came faster, and Dania drew his cock deep into her mouth, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked hard and fast.
“Oh, yes, Jakmerah. Yes!” Gheni cried.
Shena could see Jakmerah’s mouth moving busily on Gheni as she gasped, then stiffened.
“Ohhh,” she wailed, her cry intensifying until finally she moaned loud and long. Her climax seemed to vibrate through everyone in the room.
Finally, she slumped. Jakmerah released her thighs, and she sank down beside him on the bed. She leaned over and kissed him, long and lingering, her hair streaming over his face. She smiled and lay back on the bed, watching Dania’s head bob up and down on his cock.
“Dania, come here.” Jakmerah opened his arms to her, and she released his erection from her mouth.
She climbed on top of him, and Shena sucked in a breath as Dania impaled herself on his raging-red cock. Jakmerah grasped her hips as she bounced up and down. Two, three, four times, and then they both groaned. Jakmerah’s face tensed. Shena could see the base of his penis every time Dania shifted upwards before grinding down. They picked up their pace, her body thrusting down on him, swallowing him, over and over again. Faster and faster. Dania’s voice rose in a wail of intense release.
Shena could feel the wetness between her own legs. She ached for a man inside her. Her breasts swelled with the need for a man’s hands on her. Keern’s hands. Keern’s hard, rigid cock. She wanted it in her mouth, then inside her, thrusting like Jakmerah was doing with Dania.
Dania’s moan trailed away, and Jakmerah let out a loud guttural sound. Dania smiled down at Jakmerah. She kissed him tenderly, their tongues entwining, then eased herself off his cock and stood up. She gathered her clothes and pulled them on, then approached Shena. Dania gestured Shena to the chairs at the table in the corner, where they had a view of the couple still on the bed.
Gheni sat up and licked Jakmerah’s not-so-rigid cock.
“Mmm. You taste of Dania.”
His cock hardened quickly as she sucked him.
“You can’t see very well from here,” Dania said to Shena, “but she’s stroking his testicles. She cups them gently in her hands as she sucks on his penis. She’s probably swirling her tongue around him while he’s in her mouth, too.”
“Now, my love.” Jakmerah’s loving words signaled Gheni to release his cock from her mouth. He rolled her onto her back and climbed over her, then placed the tip of his penis at her opening.
Shena felt her body stiffen.
“What’s wrong?” Dania asked.
“Won’t this hurt her?”
Dania smiled. “No, of course not. This isn’t her first time, but even if it was, when the man is gentle and loving, it doesn’t hurt.”
Jakmerah eased away from Gheni and looked at Shena. “You’re afraid, aren’t you? Because you’re a virgin?”
His gentle, compassionate questions let loose the fear and horror she’d kept locked inside her for so long.
“Yes. My father ...” She swallowed, searching for words. “He
gave a young woman to his soldiers ...” The ghastly scene flashed through her mind again, and tears streamed from her eyes. “He made me watch as they ... as they ...” Her throat choked up and she couldn’t continue.
Jakmerah spat sharp words in a language Shena didn’t understand, as Dania took Shena in her arms and held her, patting her back.
“It’s all right. Go ahead and cry. It’s all right.”
Shena sobbed in her arms for a few moments. Another hand stroked her back, and she looked up to see Jakmerah standing beside her, still fully naked. She couldn’t help but stare at his long, stiff cock jutting out over his belly.
“Shena, that is not how it should be between a woman and a man. Your father was a very sick man. He allowed those men to brutally rape that girl.”
He stroked her hair. “That is not how it will be between you and Keern. He will not hurt you.”
She wrapped her arms around herself. “This afternoon, he wanted to hurt me.”