In Brano's harem, life continued magically and sensually to flow from day to night, from dawn to sunset, from daybreak's rose-fingered colors to twilight's mysterious shadows. Life was full of rich beauty and pure luxury, and in the center of this splendor was Nirtasia spinning her enticing tales, enriching her lovers' happiness. It had been many moons since Brano had begun allowing Slavo to enjoy the pleasures that Nirtasia wished to bestow on him, and there was an overflow of passion to everything that happened within the harem's walls.
There was also a particular bond between the two men, as both were the fathers of her children, who had been conceived during the same act of love. The boy and girl where growing up quite happily enjoying the attention of not only their mother, but also of their two fathers, in a world filled with everything their hearts desired. Of course, Brano, being the ruler of a vast land and a very powerful man, had an unspoken claim on Nirtasia. Yet, whenever she so chose, Slavo could share her bed. In fact, many times she would make love to both of them in one night, one right after the other as the other one watched.
On one particular night near the water-lily pond, after a delicious meal of fish baked with almond essence that she and Brano were fed by both female and male servants, she began to tell a tale about a distant land where there lived an old wise man. She had heard about this man from one of the travelers who had visited the harem. She allowed her imagination to run wild as she told her audience whatever her fancy concocted based on the little she knew of this mysterious wise man. As was now the custom, Slavo, who dined with them about once or twice a week, was there along with her favorite ladies. He was in a privileged position ever since he had become Nirtasia's lover.
All the listeners were captivated and curious to hear about this wise man that was blind but had the ability to gain back his sight only when he was making love to a beautiful woman. He would invite the beauties of the world to visit him, make love to them long enough to enjoy their beauty and then have a portrait made of them that he would never see with his own eyes. There was a hidden Hall of Beauties near his home where he displayed the paintings, so that selected visitors would know the splendid women that had given themselves to him.
This story quickly excited Brano, who never ceased to crave the Sultana above all other women, and he laid her back on the embroidered cushions scattered on the soft grassy earth. Nirtasia parted the flowing shirt she wore to reveal her well-tanned thighs and the diamond-shaped hair that lingered above her rosy pink pussy. Brano's desire did not allow him to wait a moment longer and he undid the belt that fastened his silk pants to unveil his throbbing cock. The listeners now became watchers as Brano moved on top of Nirtasia and with the full force of his weight, entered her and began to pump into her with a possessed intensity as if he had not made love to her in days. With each thrust Nirtasia moaned, relishing the heaviness of his body on her, for it reminded her that it was not all just a dream, but rather a dreamy reality. He filled her well with his big cock and the smack of their bodies as they came together added more sound to this act of lust and love, as Nirtasia now lifted herself up and towards him so that he could push as deep as possible inside her.
Slavo watched breathlessly with the ladies, but would not touch these other women, for he too could only find ultimate satisfaction in the arms of Nirtasia. She turned her head to face Slavo just before Brano, releasing a guttural sound, spilled his cum into her, causing an orgasm to overcome her while her eyes stayed locked with those of Slavo, letting him see her face and eyes as ecstasy swept over her.
As Brano caught his breath and rolled away, Nirtasia still panting hard crawled on all fours towards Slavo removing her gown as she stood in front of him. She gave him a long lingering kiss full of desire and love, and then bent down briefly to uncover, lick and moisten the already pulsating cock with her hot breath. She turned to face Brano as he lay watching on the ground and slowly moved her pussy down just enough to cover the tip of Slavo's cock. Moving in small circles, she teased him and wet him with the juices now pouring out of her. Locking her eyes with those of Brano, she began to move up and down along the shaft that disappeared and reappeared from inside her, every time slicker and more bulging.
Slavo moaned, almost screamed as he held her breasts which moved to her rhythm until finally he put his hands on her waist to guide her up and down to his own beat, causing her to come violently again, the cock deep inside her and almost out again, the back of her thighs hitting the top of his thighs as he also came, almost standing up as his emptied his load into her. All the while she never looked away from Brano, who delighted in that far away look she had, as if everything were hazy, everything blended together and no dividing lines existed anywhere.
She was then bathed by the ladies, and exhausted, she fell asleep under the moonlight protected by a sparkling net draped over the outdoor bed, the two men lying on either side of her, and all slept profoundly, sharing common dreams of vivid passion.
Ever since the Sultan married Nirtasia, there had been a decree in all the land that except for the Sultan himself and Nirtasia's private physician, no ordinary man was allowed to touch her. There had been an exception to this decree by permission of the Sultan when Slavo appeared to have caught the Sultana's eye. However, for any other man it still held true. A man who went against this law would be severely punished, even by death.
One morning Nirtasia decided to spend some time alone at the beach. Though there were many long sandy beaches that ran along the shores of the kingdom, when she wanted to feel free and unattended she went to the small sandy cove, which had turquoise waters and rocky edges, creating a small hideout effect. There she had had a shady tent set up underneath the ancient olive trees that grew close to the water. After taking a long swim in the nude, she went and lay down on the soft mattresses in the breezy shade. She was not aware of being watched. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the sound of the water, the rustle of the leaves and the slight wind that blew and kept her cool.
She was almost asleep when a fishing boat pulled up on the shore. Three fishermen disembarked silently and without a noise and knowing exactly what they were doing, they swiftly moved towards the almost sleeping Nirtasia and with one of their salty nets skillfully covered her and bound her to the ground. Nirtasia opened her eyes to see the first of the three men already removing his pants to expose a throbbing cock and as the other two held her legs down, he began to rape her, pushing hard into her pussy and as she looked at him with startled eyes. After a few harsh thrust, the oldest of the men shuddered and came inside her. She was totally unable to move her upper body and with her legs pinned down by the other men, she was helpless.
Then it was the turn of the second man, who gestured the other men away and took her legs and placed them on his shoulder as he pulled out his own full and ready penis. He began to fuck her more slowly than the last man, his cock moving in and out of the unexpected wetness and willingness of her pussy, enjoying looking at her body crushed under the net, her breasts heaving as already she was excited by the experience, something the three men had no way of knowing. He fucked her as if he wanted to bring her pleasure and as she started moaning, surprising the men as the orgasm flowed through her, the fisherman thrusting hard into her as he also gave up his cum to her. He pulled away and then came the third and youngest of the men, who simply released her from the net and helped her up.