The Sultana entered the harem flanked by her hand maidens, making her way to the royal chamber. The harem was a relic from before the time of her husband’s grandfather, when the Sultan did not take wives. Instead the blood line was continued by any number of mates in the harem producing heirs. Since the Sultan’s grandfather had stated the tradition of marrying, albeit taking several wives, the harem existed mainly for entertaining guests and corrupting foreign diplomats. At times like this with the Sultan away fighting his enemies, the Harem served another purpose, to satisfy the Sultana.
Her hand maidens stayed outside as the Sultana entered the royal chamber. Inside an antechamber the Sultana was greeted by two naked European women. One a brunette from eastern Europe and the other an olive skinned Mediterranean. As believers could not be kept in the harem, the court had populated the harem with the most attractive foreign women from the empire and beyond. The thin brunette who seemed barely out of her teens with firm small breasts stepped over and helped the Sultana take her robe off.
With her green eyes piercing from her dark skinned face the Sultana was a unique beauty. In her early thirties she was in the full bloom of womanhood. Tall, with rich dark hair, her body was shapely and had been made full by childbirth. Her ample cleavage cast shadows onto her torso in the torchlight. Her tall elegant legs were capped by a tuft of black hair. The Mediterranean who seemed of both the same age and stature as the Sultana with an equally large pair of breasts , leaned over and raised the Sultana’s arms above her head.
The two women having poured warm water over the Sultana’s body, then soaped her body using their hands. Although their soft hands worked quickly to build up a lather, their movements were sensuous. To the Sultana it felt as if they were caressing every area of her body. The older one took care to slowly rub the Sultana’s breasts, starting to make her nipples firmer. The younger was using her tiny hands to clean the ass, stroking through the crack and working round to the pussy at front, gently massaging the right places. The Sultana was starting to feel that special tingle down their as her blood and mind flowed to those spots.
After she was fully lathered, the two women washed the soap away and then dried her with towels. The older women then led the Sultana into the next chamber where she asked her to lay down on a large bed in the middle of the room. The sultana stared at her shapely behind as she left the room. She wondered what else the Sultan’s mother had organised for her that night. The washing session had left feeling aroused and she started to very gently stroke her pussy to keep the sensation. After she had started to do this, two young naked oriental women from the empire’s eastern edge entered the room.
The short orientals both looked young, maybe in their teens. Their jet black hair was tied up in pony tails and they both wore generous smiles. They had small perfectly formed firm breasts and to the Sultana’s surprise no visible hair near their small brown pussies. ‘Mistress, please wait for that’ said the slightly taller one on the right as she took her the Sultana’s hand away from where she had been stroking her mould and put it to her side. The asian women then took jars of fragrant oil from the side of the room and poured the oil over themselves. The room filled with the lovely scent of jasmine as the two women worked the oil over their little bodies. To the Sultana, it seemed that had made a point to this as tantalising close her to her as possible. Both standing head on with their legs slightly apart to make sure their tight little pussies were always visible. The sultana felt the ache grow increasingly in her crotch as she watched the two little bodies. Especially with the slow studied way they oiled their breasts, rubbing their nipples and greasing their pussies.