Becoming the Concubine

Hanae was sleeping, and she felt a mouth sliding down her body. She awoke and smiled as she saw Hanamouray, eager to wake her and engage in more heated loving.

Jonathon had decided to keep Hanamouray with them, like Queen Anne and her lady in waiting, having Hanae's best friend with them, and the discovered pleasure of loving each other made them more than eager. Watching them in that hot, loving clinch was wildly stimulating, and having two superb Oriental beauties to drive his manhood into, was magnificent.

Hanae purred and cooed, she spread her thighs as Hanamouray moved into position, and mmm, MMMM, oh yes, she found her awaiting womanhood, hot, wet and eager, and she happily partook of the shimmering feast offered her, sliding her tongue in, delivering loving licks to the center of Hanae's inner sanctum.

Hanae turned her head and saw Jonathon watching, his 9 inches of stiff manhood topped up, ready to take his due. He quickly did so, with Hanamouray on her hands and knees on the bed, feasting on Hanae's womanly folds, he quickly took the position, lifted Hanamouray's hips just a bit higher, nudged against the soft pink lips, then drove in with a lust driven charge.

Hanamouray grunted into the folds around her face, half pain and half pleasure as Jonathon's swollen manhood buried inside, thumping hard against her deepest inner recesses. He started to ride her, and she felt the slight give, the tight elasticity of her womanhood stretching out, taking the full length, and the pain started to fade away.

Hanae was watching the action, seeing Jonathon's face full of lust as he took his pleasure. It made her feel wild excitement, watching Jonathon using her best friend's womanly passage, driving into her again and again with the fullness of his manhood. It didn't take long for Hanae to reach her completion, as Hanamouray's loving tongue brought those wonderful spasms on, making Hanae writhe and shudder on the bed.

That took Hanamouray over, as Jonathon's manhood was rubbing against her hard bump, and she shrieked into the rich flood of Hanae's passage as her completion took her.

Jonathon pulled out, his cock glistening with Hanamouray's essence, and gently rolled her aside. He wanted to reach his completion inside Hanae. Nudging his cock against Hanae, he powered in with a fierce thrust, and her breath was smacked from her lungs as Jonathon's lust-driven body came down on her. The feeling of his rock-hard staff, coated with Hanamouray's juices drove in easily, and as he had taught her, she hooked her legs around his waist and let him take what he demanded.

That familiar tingling was coming back fast, and Hanae could feel Jonathon's eager need, his manhood was starting that familiar twitching. She was in a rush of lust, cooing to him in her native language, he did not know what she was saying, but the tone let him know, keep going, bring me to my completion.

Jonathon was eager to make her explode, the wonderful clenching of her womanly folds at completion gave him the most pleasing experience and he grabbed her cheeks, spreading them apart, and a finger was at her ass, rubbing around the tight pucker.

Hanae squealed in surprise, his finger was doing magical things, and just as she wondered how much further he would go, the finger poised against her ass and drove in. Her voice rose to a shriek, and her completion exploded inside her, she was writhing, bucking, and shaking like never before, the strange feeling of him using two of her passages at the same time had brought her completion rushing at her.

Jonathon growled, oh yes, her sweet cuntal channel was milking eagerly at him, and with a loud growl, he let it go, his juices jetted into her in thick waves, swamping her satin folds.

*****

It was early evening, and Jonathon stepped outside the tent. He spoke to Wolfgang Schilf, his second in command, and let him know that he wanted to set up some festivities for the men. As he explained it, Wolfgang smiled, oh yes, the men would enjoy this. Wolfgang gathered his men, and let them know what was going to happen. The men were fired up, they quickly got on their horses, and rode towards the village.

Several fires were lit in the perimeter of the clearing as twilight descended, and Jonathan went back in and smiled at his women. They had a questioning look, they had heard the steady drumbeat of horse's hooves as his men rode off. Jonathon smiled at them, they would not have to wait long to get the answer.

Very soon, the sounds of the horse's hooves returned, and a great commotion began outside. Jonathon looked outside, and he motioned for Hanae and Hanamouray to come over and watch. They did so and the sight was electrifying.

There were dozens of girls being stripped naked. They were surrounded by dozens of naked men, and Jonathon's army was taking their pleasure out on them. Moans, screams, grunts, and groans, combined with the heavy scent of sex filled the air. Hard manhoods were seeking out the pink womanly folds and driving in with lust-driven eagerness.

Bodies were in various configurations in the clearing, the fires lit up the scene like a stage, and they watched the sight of hard-muscled male bodies humping at female holes, hard pricks taking their pleasure.

As Hanae and Hanamouray watched the orgy, the grunts and growls of pleasure mixed with shrieks, moans, and cries of discomfort as the girls, many of whom were still virgins, had their innocence raped away. Both of them started to feel the tingling deep inside, the sight was proving to be a massive excitement to them, and they barely noticed as Jonathon slipped their clothes off.

Jonathon was just as excited, watching his men in action had driven his cock up to its full 9 inches, and he gently nudged against Hanae, and slowly slid his cock inside. Her womanly passage welcomed this intrusion, gushing out a rich serving of juices to splash along his manhood as he sheathed his entire shaft inside her.

Hanae moaned, deep and low as his eager manhood took her. She turned her head, saw Hanamouray's face, pulling her closer, and their lips came together, pressing with an urgent need, tongues came out to play.

Jonathon was enjoying the action, watching his army taking their pleasures, while he took his out on his concubines. He didn't want to explode inside just one, it was time to switch.

Hanae felt the emptiness as he withdrew, then heard the sharp intake of breath, and the moan as Hanamouray was penetrated.

Hanae turned her head back and saw the fucking continuing, and she heard the unmistakable sounds. No longer were the maidens making sounds of distress, she recognized the sounds of pleasure. Legs were spread wide, wrapped around the men's backs as they drove in, the squelching sounds of juices surrounding the hard shafts and being pumped hard. Just like she had been taken, she saw the freedom of being allowed to bloom into a fully sexual creature, it had happened to her, to Hanamouray, and now, the maidens of the village were being freed and allowed to let their sexuality, which had been smothered by the dictates of society for 18 years, roam free.

She turned her head back, saw the glow on Hanamouray's face as she was stuffed by Jonathon's plunging manhood, and their lips came together again, tongues rising to join the fun.

Jonathon had reached his limit, he growled some Germanic obscenities, grabbed Hanamouray's hips, and drove in as deep as he could go, his manhood started to pulse, and he let out a long moan of pleasure as his heated juices exploded, filling her womanly channel.

Hanae quickly took to her knees and licked the remains of their fucking off his manhood, then she turned to Hanamouray's pink opening, and saw the big white glut waiting for her. She licked her lips and dove in, enjoying her lover's squeals of pleasure as she sucked and licked at the rich cream. Hanamouray had been balanced on the edge, as Hanae settled in and sealed her mouth around that pink treat, Hanamouray's cries of orgasm rose, and the spasming of her passage at completion pushed all the juices into Hanae's mouth, she had to swallow quickly as her mouth refilled. The mingled taste of Jonathon and Hanamouray's essences was so delicious, she didn't want to spill even a drop.

Hanae stood up and pulled Hanamouray into an embrace, and urged her on. Hanamouray took to her knees and prepared herself, Jonathon's manhood was bobbing before her face, and she opened her mouth and slowly took him in. Jonathon did not force her, he let her control the action, it was the first time she was giving oral pleasure to a man and she found it to be an erotic experience. The sensation of soft silky skin over Jonathon's hard manhood going in and out of her mouth had become more and more arousing. Her mouth wet with a rush of saliva, she eagerly applied her newfound ability to Jonathon, making him moan as he rode in and out of Hanamouray's wet, sucking lips.

Hanae was again in position, watching the fucking action outside, bent forward slightly and giving Jonathon a 'come take me' look.

Jonathon eased his cock out, whispered some words in German to Hanamouray, and gently stroked her face, letting her know she had pleased him very much. Hanamouray smiled, though the words were not understandable, his actions were, and she was glad to get him back up, so Hanae could get her pleasure. Jonathon nudged against Hanae's warm, wet pocket awaiting him, and drove in smoothly.

Hanae let out a loud cry of pleasure as the blood-engorged pole drove forward, parting her as he pushed in. Deeper and wider he parted her womanhood as it slithered in with a lust-driven charge, burying itself up to the hilt in her wide-stretched vagina, drawing a grunt from her as his stunning hugeness was once again buried to the limit in her inner sanctum.

When Jonathon pulled back and drove forward again, he sighed with pleasure. Her cuntal passage was warm, wet, and such a nice smooth ride, her walls were silky as he took his pleasure. He took his hips, holding her as he guided his manhood in and out, savoring the sweet slide.

Hanamouray was once again next to Hanae, and their mouths came together, tongues in that frantic pleasure dance. Jonathon enjoyed the added stimulation of seeing his women enjoying each other while he plundered them. Just outside, the festivities continued with nude bodies in various configurations, sounds of pleasure filling the air as rock-hard shafts drove into warm and willing females.

With all the stimulation, it didn't take long for Jonathon to build back a load, and when he grunted, growled, and pulled Hanae's hips tightly against him, she felt the hot bloom deep inside, as Jonathon spurted his load into her, making her shiver and gasp as her completion caught it and drove her over the top.

They took to the bed, and Hanae enjoyed the sensation of Hanamouray's mouth doting on her in that wonderful way, cleaning her of every drop and using her learned skills of womanhood pleasuring to take Hanae to one more completion.

Jonathon slid in next to them, and they put him in the middle and cuddled against his sides. The sounds of pleasure were starting to fade, as bodies were exhausted, and the need for sleep was overtaking the revelers. Soon, all was quiet outside, and the camp spiraled down into a deep, sexually satisfied sleep.