The law of Fiction: Harem in the fiction world

‘I-It’s so good and strong. I cannot resist my master’s cock.’

Layle tried to swallow everything Yohan was giving her but it was difficult for her mouth. It had been a long time since she had taken a cock inside her and her senses were not used to such harsh thrusting.

But Layle could not imagine stopping Master Yohan while he was enjoying her mouth. She wanted to show him an even better time so she tried swallowing the saliva that was drolling out of her mouth.

The suction caused Yohan’s cock to be stimulated even more. Layla’s tongue was licking and moving beneath his cock. Her unconscious moans were also causing Yohan to harden and he could not hold himself back.

With a final and harsh thrust, he emptied his load inside Layla’s mouth. The force of his orgasm caused Layla to let go of his thing and her lower face was white and leaking.

“You better swallow all of that. If you did a good job, then I will prepare you for my cock.”

Yohan’s words were not words but promises to Layla. His hand tilted Layla’s head to face himself and it angled it to look up.

Layla’s eyes met Yohan's before she swallowed his semen. There was no hesitation in her eyes or her moment as she closed her mouth and gulped that white liquid down.

When Layla opened her mouth again, it was empty of Yonan’s semen. It was such a sexy sight for him that Yohan could not help but pull Layla back into a kiss. She still tasted of herself but now there was an under-taste of Yohan on her tongue.

“You pleased me plenty. Now, it is time for me to reward you for real.”

“M-Master, there is no need for-”

Layla’s words were cut off as Yohan cupped her leaking pussy and entered a finger inside. Layla was wet and loose, hardly resisting as Yohan stretched her insides. Despite her words, Yohan knew that this was what Layla wanted from him.

Layla’s body was sinful, her breasts full and heavy as they giggled around. Her small waist was enough to fit into Yohan’s hands when he circled it.

That made it easy for Yohan to pick Layla up and position her in his lap. His hand continued to go explore Layla’s body, pinching her nipples and caressing her other parts while his other hand was busy preparing Layla to take him.

“Such a wet and loose body. Were you that excited to have me again?”

Layla shivered as Yohna’s breath hit her ear. She had not expected Yohan to be this direct with her even after she had blown him.

Yohan seemed like he was even more turned on than before and Layla felt his hard cock rub against her wet pussy. He was rutting against Layla and it was hitting her clit as he did so.

“M-Master is such a tease. Give it to me now.”

Layla demanded as her body was forced to feel more and more pleasure. She would not be able to take it lying down at this rate.

She needed to come and Layla needed to come hard and fast.

“Layla, this is no way to as for something from me. You were being so obedient before this. Do I need to remind you how to behave?”

Yohan stopped touching Layla all of a sudden. One second he had hands all over and even inside Layla, the next second she was sitting in his lap without any touch.

Layla shivered as the loss of pleasure hit her. Her things were soaked by her precome and she rubbed her thighs together to relieve herself. But the friction was not enough for Layla to be anywhere near done.

Her master’s soft and sweet smell intoxicated Layla more and more now. She needed him to be close and to pound into Layla as he had done in Maya. Layla wanted to please her master as well.

“M-Master, I am a dumb bitch who did not know her place. P-Please have mercy on me and fuck me.”

In the end, Layla did decide to beg for Yohan’s cock. She had her pride but it was nothing when compared to her master’s treatment and her pleasure.

Layla had been feeling empty for the past few years and it was finally time to rectify that. If a little begging for Layla Yohan’s cock, then she was willing to endure it and say all the filth she could.

“Yes, give it to me. Shoooo…bigggg.”

Layla’s eyes rolled in the back of her head as she felt Yohan’s big cock enter her smaller body. Layla was being stretched beyond belief and even her biggest vibrator paled in comparison.

There had been too many times in the past when Layla had imagined being fucked by her master but none of those times had felt half as good as she was feeling right now.

“Layla, you are being…ughh…a real sleuth right now. Do you….huff….like it? Having a younger guy fuck you this….hard….and….fast?”

Yohan seemed to have lost his mouth’s filter as well as lost himself to the pleasure. It was rolling all over his body and Yohan easily picked up his pace.

“I…so good. The c-cock that ruined me….master’s cock feels so…good.”

Layla panted hard as she saw stars in front of her eyes. Yohan was not only rough but he was hitting all the right spots inside Layla’s body.

Even if Yohan stopped moving now, Layla was sure that she would continue to fuck herself over his cock to make herself come.

“S-So close. It feels so good.”

Layla panted as Yohan kept on hitting her pleasure spot. Every time he thrust inside Layla, she felt her stomach expand. Yohan was just that huge to take inside her.

“C-COMING.”

Layla wanted to keep on holding on for a little longer but she was unable to do that. Her body was at its limit in bearing pleasure and it ended up giving in when Yohan hit her pleasure spot for the last time.

When Layla came around, her stomach was filled to the brim and master Yohan was still coming inside her body.

Another pair of hands was patting her big and heavy stomach which caused Layla to look up into Maya’s eyes.

“Master’s come to feel so good, right mother? Look how much you were able to take.”

Layla looked at her stomach, not ben able to recognize her earlier figure in her current state. She wanted to speak but only shrieks escaped her mouth as she was driven harder.

Maya watched her mother enjoy herself for the fifth time that evening. She was close to coming and Master Yohan’s come ended up forcing her mother to come as well.

Maya spread her pussy as she watched her master pull out of her mother’s pussy. She was still hungry for more.

“Master, do me next. Look how hungry and lonely my pussy has gotten for you.”

Master Yohan shook his head, having expected Maya to pull something like this before. She was covered in all kinds of body fluids but she still wanted more from Yohan.

And if Maya wanted more, then who was Yohan to deny her? He would satisfy her until she could not even walk.

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The night passed with a such high passion so it was a miracle when all three participants were able to get up and walk all right the next day.

Although, both Layla and Maya had a visible limp in their steps and their faces were flushed, no one could tell what they had been up to before. Yohan had been careful not to leave any visible marks on their bodies.

The only visible evidence he had left behind was his mark on Maya and Layla’s wombs but that could be easily hidden beneath thier clothes.

And now it was finally time to finalize this deal. Yohan just wanted to get this deal over with so that he could start his plan to capture the first human capital.

He stood in front of the huge corporate doors where everything was about to begin for him. Both the Saint’s candidate and Layla were already seated.

The buff man who had almost clashed with Yohan yesterday was in the meeting as well and so was the purple-eyed female from the day before.

Seeing the female gave Yohan a bad feeling but he decided to not act on it. He could feel that Saint’s female candidate was not a normal human. But if he showed unnecessary interest then it would end up exposing him.

“You were late today. How do you expect us to work with you if you are always late like this?”

The buff man from the Saints complained even before Yohan sat down. His gaze said that he did not like Yohan even a single bit.

“He is not that late, Candidate John so cut him some slack. Besides, we have not even started yet so I would say candidate Yohan is on time today.”

Layla took Yohan’s side and the buff man, John bit his lips. He clearly wanted to say more but he chose to keep his silence to not get on Layla’s nerves.

And all this while, the female Saint kept on looking at Yohan. She did not stop even when Zane began his presentation.