The first thing Alex's mind registered was a little wet sound.
It sounded like someone was slowly chewing on gum with an open mouth. Usually, that was the kind of sound that created mild annoyance in those who heard it. For Alex, it had entirely different connotations. After a week on this island, he had grown the kind of expectations every man dreamt of but few got to live out. Expectations that a warm, wet, and tingly sensation from his lower body confirmed.
Not opening his eyes, Alex basked in the feeling. As his mind peeled out of the embrace of sleep, his senses started to rise from the dullness of relaxation. The air was of such a perfect temperature that he almost did not feel it at all. No blanket was necessary for him to feel like he was wrapped in one.
Plenty of heat radiated from the women by his side. There were some nebulous memories of waking up in the middle of the night and adjusting the way he was lying, the usual of such things. Still, one of the two women that were nuzzled against his sides was unmistakably Sofia. The texture of her head of wavy hair on his shoulder, the sounds of her breaths, the way she held onto him for comfort, the softness of her small-ish breasts and her overall, comparatively, slender figure among his haremettes all combined to let him know who was to his right.
"...Alex..." the fencer whispered, her voice soft and feminine. She was still asleep, yet snuggled a little deeper onto him. Her flat midriff pressed against his side. His arm was around her. His thumb brushed absent-mindedly over the swing of her hips.
It occurred to Alex how truly huge he now was. Sofia had a timid personality, but at 1,75 metres she was lightly above average in height, for a woman. Now that he was almost 2 metres tall, hugging her with one arm was an easy task.
As was identifying the woman to his left. She was short - really short. With his eyes closed, that narrowed it down to two attendees of his bedroom: the petite, mousey Ashley or the stacked dwarf Kiara. There were 20 centimetres between them, so Alex could have guessed on that dimension alone by concentrating on it a little bit more. The presence of the two massive tits squished against and partly spilling over his chest was all the clue he needed to know it was the stacked PR manager. She must have moved to cuddle him sometime during the night.
Alex was fully awake by now but still kept his eyes closed. The final challenge was to identify who was currently giving his morning wood the veneration he desired. 'Desire - not deserve,' he cautioned himself. 'The only people that get to decide if I deserve what they do for me are my women. Anything else to the contrary is just bedroom play.'
That reminder said to himself, he focused on what he received. Whoever was working his cock had clearly noticed that he had woken up and grew more aggressive accordingly. That, on its own, was a clue. Plenty of women in his harem would have hesitated for a moment when they 'got caught' - this one revelled in it. The soft little wet noises became more of an audible slurping, which then mixed with the stirring sounds of the wider harem slowly awakening.
Alex let out a soft groan when lips wrapped around the tip of his cock and slowly pushed down. Whoever it was had some issues getting to the base, which eliminated some more options. Still, it remained a difficult task. Alex had been receiving A LOT of oral attention since they had landed, but that had not been equally distributed. Not only was there a discrepancy in when he had met each of the women but there were some of his haremettes that loved giving head and some that had scarcely any experience in it. That all were willing did not mean all wanted to do it to the same degree of enthusiasm.
Alex's cock left the throat of the proactive morning cumdump swiftly. The woman coughed, licked the length of his shaft as she recovered, and then went back at it. As she went down, a new twitch betrayed the presence of a subdued gag reflex. Her tongue pressed against his sensitive spots with familiarity, but not quite expert skill.
'Can't be Sara, she wouldn't even be able to take it that deep,' Alex started to go through his roster of women. 'Not Jane either. Sofia and Kiara are obviously out.' He gave the bottoms of the two women a squeeze, feeling the difference between an ocean of squish and a nice, little apple bottom. 'Ashley could do it, but she wouldn't be that bold on her own. Can't be Tess either, her tits would be brushing against my thighs. Blair, Selana and Amethyst all are better at sucking cock than whoever is serving me right now...'
Groaning again, Alex let that woman know that she was doing a wonderful job regardless. He would have put out a compliment, but then he would have known if it was Astrid with her heavy praise kink. The woman giggled a little bit, the sound joining the little moans that serving him created.
'Someone with a relatively sensitive throat,' Alex narrowed it down further. 'Enough to enjoy giving head physically, not as much as Janette though. Janette would be bobbing intensely to get that itch at the back of her mouth scratched.'
Back in the normal world, Alex had only ever met one woman who could climax from giving head and even then that had required some supportive stimulation. It was exceptionally rare in the mundane realm, but Alex felt like he would find it quite regularly here. Amethyst had a throat as sensitive as her cunt. Janette had developed something similar after growing her wooden horns. The trend was likely to continue.
'It's not Yahui, I would feel the temperature,' Alex continued. 'Evelyn would have already said something. Astrid and Valeria aren't quite this good... so that leaves Charlotte!'
Alex opened his eyes to find the French tomboy looking up at him. There was love and desire in those green eyes. The brown fox ears on top of her head, rising from the short hair, perked up in reaction to his attention. A smile played around the corner of the pink lips, which were otherwise occupied, stretched around his girthy manhood.
"You've come a distance from being a slut that refused to swallow my cum," Alex teased her in a deep, quiet tone.
Coming up slowly, Charlotte released the suction on his cock with a loud pop. She was still stroking him as she answered, refusing to let his erection go unserviced. "You fucked that mistake right out of me, Master." The playful purr made Alex's cock twitch. The Olympic swimmer turned fox girl smirked at the reaction and gave the tip a mischievous poke.
She was a submissive, for certain, a dream woman with a tan line, without a doubt, a good girl serving her Master first thing in the morning, evidently, and she was still herself. His Charlotte was still the woman he had crash landed with, licking his cock not because that was expected of her as his 'sex slave' but because she wanted to do it.
"Want your private slut to keep serving you?" she teased.
"Yes," Alex groaned.
"Ya really, really want your private slut to suck your big, hard, throbbing cock?" She stroked his manhood slowly, keeping up the pressure without getting him closer to release.
Alex gave her a warning glare. Had his hands not been occupied with the groping of round behinds, he would have placed one between those adorable ears of hers and shoved her down.
Snickering, Charlotte whispered, "Ya could just say yes, Master," and wrapped her lips around his cock again. As swiftly as she was able, she stuffed all of his length back down the comfort hole. The position prevented her from taking it all in, but most was enough.
The first orgasm of the day felt like he was taking the lid off a pressurized canister. All of the cum that his superhuman libido churned out during the night finally had an outlet. Alex hadn't even felt how necessary it was until the first rope of his divine seed pumped down Charlotte's throat.
That she did not have the necessary sensitivity to her throat to climax from sucking cock hardly mattered when his very own cum created the same reaction. Between the dancing dots that filled his field of view, Alex caught the short-lived expression of eager anticipation on Charlotte's cock-sucking face, followed swiftly by the display of her eyelids fluttering. Any attempt to keep the volume low was eliminated by the involuntary, muffled cry of a cumdump climaxing while her dom's cum filled her stomach.
Charlotte's bubble butt was swaying behind her, her whole body trembling while his balls kept tightening and shooting more of his enormous morning load. By male standards, the orgasm lasted quite a while. Even when he was reduced to the last droplets getting milked from his shaft by her tight lips, Charlotte was still quivering and marking the white sheets with her gushing juices.
"I may get addicted to this," Alex groaned after the French tomboy had removed herself from his cock.
