Being your god is hard work. Always begging to be stuffed full of me and flooded with my hot potent seed, but as one of my loyal followers you will always be rewarded. Today was no different, you awoke in my bed with the morning light creeping through the window, the sheets barely cover our naked bodies. I led in the centre, one girl nestled up to my chest another rolled with her back facing me and you laying at my feet. The large mattress was plush and supportive under your supple body, hand picked by me to be a part of my breeding harem you are a perfect specimen to carry my children. As a fairly new member of my group you were yet to be impregnated, but you are dying to change that and deep in your womb you felt like today would be the day.
The girl to my right that slept soundly on my chest was already swollen with my child and you envied her femininity. Through your blurry morning vision you watch as she rests upon my firm body, glowing with motherhood as her heavy breast rises and falls with each breath she takes. You envy her curves, the wide hips that gradually grow in readiness for childbirth, the round tits that swell with milk in preparation for feeding my offspring and her perfect form that radiates health and beauty. You crave it for yourself more than anything and since joining my harem you have done everything you can to achieve it. However so far none such luck.
Watching me sleep your mind ponders how you can be the next one to bear my seed, you study my broad shoulders leading down to my thick forearms as the rising heat between your thighs travels up your sweet and innocent little body. You gaze at my strong thighs doused with dark hair, trailing up my body back to my firm chest where it reaches my neck. The few inches that are shaved clean before a light stubble that coats my jaw leading up to a head of messy brown hair, my shining blue eyes still sealed shut as I sleep. Your adoration is reaffirmed with each passing second as the need for me grows and overtakes your thoughts. The silky sheets just obscure my cock from view and you know as soon as you lay eyes upon it you won't be able to control yourself any longer. The girl on my chest yawns and rolls, leaving me free for you to take action and instantly you tear away the fabric of the bed covers to pounce upon your god's cock.
It lays semi hard, heavy and thick, draped across my hip and slowly swells as you grow closer. You'd never thought you could be a part of a harem before but after the first taste of my stiff veiny prick you knew you could never live without it again and after the first time your cervix was kissed by its round mushroom head you became addicted to it. Now seeing it the warmth that was present in your sex becomes a fire and you feel the first drops of your sweet nectar escape your pussy. You still gaped a little from the night before but the growing wetness will prove easy work for you to stretch yourself around its full girth as it shoots the morning's load deep into your body. You bring your face closer to it and drink in the smell of pure masculinity, traces of the other girl's cunts as well as your own can still be detected but despite your better judgement your body shivers with anticipation in place of anything else.
You take the stiffening shaft in your hand briefly, gently stroking it with wonderment as it fills with blood. The veins that map the surface bulge and it slowly lengthens in your grip, the heavy sack that waits beneath jumps and stirs to life. The large orbs churning and swelling to whip up a fresh batch of my baby batter while you service my growing cock. You plant a small kiss on its tip, sampling the pre cum that begins to seep from its flared slit as it reaches its final potential. The god like staff would be intimidating to most but you know it's perfection is unrivaled and every moment that you remain empty of it is almost painful as your aching quim begs you for it. Crawling up the bed you straddle my trunk like thighs and position yourself over the hard rod.