An Englishwoman's Arabian Night (Historical Romance Book 1) Read online

  After almost half an hour of languorous indulgence, she was dressed in silky transparent pants, clinging low on her hips and an equally transparent blouse that did little to hide her lush breasts. The other girls were dressed just as she was and Jad-Abelah returned to take them to another room where they would be instructed in the ways of the Harem.

  Helena gasped as Jad-Abelah held in her hands an artificially made penis to instruct the other five and her in the ways to pleasure a man like the Kahn. The unbelievable size of it made the women jerk back in wonder. More than a foot in length and as thick as her own arm, Jad-Abelah held the replica out for them to touch and experience, smiling coyly.

  “This can’t be real… it’s a gross misrepresentation, as far as I know.” Helena said in horror.

  “It is molded from the Master’s beautiful manhood.” Jad-Abelah said adoringly as she caressed the object. “I have pleasured the Master for more than twelve years.”

  “I have never seen…” Helena gingerly touched the thick dildo, her hands shivering at the smoothness of the craftsmanship.

  “You train on this… now.” Jad-Abelah held it up, pointing the thick head at Helena’s quivering lips.

  “Oh, good gracious!” The blonde exclaimed. “I can never do that… no woman can take that appendage in…”

  “I show you how.” The sexy Harem mistress flipped the toy in her hands and stuck the entire head into her mouth, wrapping her full red lips around the immense girth.

  The five other women along with Helena stared at her with their eyes almost popping out of their heads, as Jad-Abelah easily had almost two-thirds of the monster thing down her throat, her eyes twinkling. She looked at each of the women and slowly pulled it out.

  “Now you learn how…” She held it back toward Helena.

  The Englishwoman felt a shiver run down her spine as the fake organ gleamed with the older woman’s hot saliva, enticing her. She felt her belly clench and her pussy throb, of the erect cocks she had ever seen this one was bigger than all of them combined. If the Kahn really was this endowed, her adventure could be something worth to write about. Gingerly she opened her mouth and took the large cockhead into her mouth with Jad-Abelah encouraging her on softly.

  She almost had a third of it down her throat before she gagged, despite the encouragement from her sexy tutor. She looked around the room with watering eyes at the others who cowered in as much trepidation as she was.

  Suddenly Jad-Abelah pulled the fake cock away and kissed Helena full on the mouth, gently sucking at her full lips and tongue. Helena was taken aback, but she felt good being kissed so tenderly by another woman. She sighed and felt her heart begin to beat faster.

  “You do well, Inglesa.” Jad-Abelah laughed softly, pulling away from the bemused blonde. “The Master, he like you much.”

  She left the Englishwoman with her head spinning a little as she went over to instruct the other girls on how to give pleasure to the Master’s cock and balls. After about a half hour of intensive training, Jad-Abelah led the six of them to the dining room and the aroma of fresh cooked food reminded Helena of how hungry she was.

  Roasted quail, stewed rabbit and honey glazed pheasant consisted of the main course and fruits more exotic than she had ever seen made up the rest of the lavish spread before her. Forgetting her predicament at the sight of such splendor and her upbringing of an English Noblewoman, Helena tore into the feast as if there was no tomorrow, much to the amusement of the others.

  “Yes, eat hearty, little one.” Jad-Abelah laughed. “For tonight the Master will feast on you.”

  ~3~

  “Oh my goodness!” Helena gasped; staring at the red haired, green eyed woman dressed the same way she was. “Who are you? Are you English?”

  “I am Lenora St. Renoirs, and I am not English.” The other woman replied in French tersely. “Why you here? Tonight the Kahn asks for me.”

  “Well, I didn’t really have a choice in the matter, you see.” Helena replied coldly in French. “However, I hadn’t expected to see another woman from… the West here at all.”

  “Well, Englishwoman.” Lenora suddenly laughed. “You and I are not at war, even if our nations are. I think the Kahn wants us both at once since he is such a powerful man.”

  “You can call me Helena.” The blonde softened her tone. “It is good to have another person from my part of the world, even in this hell. How long have you been here?”

  “A week.” Lenora replied. “The ship I sailed in was raided near the coast and I was sold as a slave.”

  “I can relate to that.” Helena looked around the lavish bedchamber of the Kahn where she was ushered into by Jad-Abelah a few moments ago, to find herself facing another European woman. “Have you… entertained the man before this?”

  “Yes, I have… and he is very good.” She smiled coyly. “That is why I am reluctant to share him.”

  “Then it is true… he has a very large…” Helena raised an eyebrow.

  “Yes, like a horse… perhaps bigger.” Lenora grinned from ear to ear.

  “Well, I’m actually glad you are here.” Helena looked nervously around. “I’d be too terrified to be with him alone. How do you give in to this subjugation?”

  “As you said before, we have no choice.” Lenora shrugged, making her supple breasts jiggle in the transparent blouse. “I might as well enjoy myself as much. Here he comes.”

  The flowing curtains parted and Helena stiffened at the sight of the huge man walking into the bed chamber. He looked different, attired in a loose fitting robe as opposed to his armor he had on earlier that day. He smiled at the two women slightly and sat down on the bed, gesturing them to approach.

  “He does not know English or French.” Lenora whispered. “But his eyes tell you easily what he wants. Just do as I do and he will be pleased with you.”

  Helena nodded dumbly as she shivered under the powerful man’s stare. She watched Lenora walk over seductively toward the bed, almost like a dancer as she began to strip off pieces of her clothing. Completely naked and her white body gleaming in the golden lamplight, Lenora turned toward Helena, encouraging her to follow. With a deep sigh, the blonde began to mimic the red haired Frenchwoman and soon she stood on the left side of the bed, as naked as the other.

  The huge man said something softly and leaned back on the bed, the telltale sign of his approval of their nakedness forming a large tent under his loose garment. Lenora smiled at Helena and slithered onto the bed, gesturing at her to follow as she ran her hands up and down over the massive man’s body.

  Gingerly Helena touched the man’s thick thigh from over the robe. The dense harness of his skin was something she had never left before. This man was not some college professor, or perfumed nobleman. He was a hardened man of war, living a hard life in the desert, fighting everyday of his life. She suddenly felt the urge to see him naked and couldn’t stop herself from pulling his robe away.

  “Yes, dear Helena.” Lenora nodded. “Take charge… he has surrendered himself to us.”

  “Oh, I have never been with a man like this.” Helena whispered back. “I want to see all of him.”

  “Feast your eyes.” Lenora purred and pulled away the rest of his robe, leaving the man as naked as they were, his huge erection standing up straight and throbbing for their tender touch.

  Helena gasped at the sight of the dark russet colored organ. She had never seen the likes of such a beast. It stood up almost the length of her entire forearm from fingers to elbow, and was as thick. A perverse need to grab it overcame her, to hold it close to her naked breasts and to take it in her mouth and suck on it.

  The Kahn grunted as Lenora grabbed the base of his monstrous organ and began planting kisses on the right side of the thick, crimson cockhead. The sight of the redhead doing that excited Helena to grab the middle of the shaft and lock her hungry lips on the other side of the apple sized head. Her tongue lashed out swirling around the cockhead and fencing with Lenora’s as the redh
ead did the same.

  Kahn Aris-Deram Kahn grunted and thrust his hips up as the two white women feasted on his surging erection. The great war-chief had never had such pleasure in his life before. His huge cock had never surged as vigorously as it was then, throbbing uncontrollably between the pair of hungry lips on it. The moans and kisses of the two horny European women filled his senses, as their hungry assault on each side of his rod intensified. He knew he wouldn’t be able to contain himself much longer if they were allowed to continue. Never had any other woman in his Harem made his cock feel this way, not even his favorite, Jad-Abelah.

  Kahn placed a large callused hand on each head, encouraging the young women to suck on his rock hard cock. The two didn’t need the encouragement as they sucked and slurped on the thick, glistening knob, moaning and purring noisily. They caressed his thick shaft and his big hairy balls, their slender fingers covering every inch of his surging arousal. Helena slid her hand under his dense hard buttocks, caressing the thick slab of rocklike hardness with excitement. She giggled at Lenora as the Frenchwoman took a mouthful of his rock hard cock.

  “Heavens, Lenora.” Helena whispered. “He’s carved out of rock.”

  “It seems so,” Lenora moaned, relinquishing the cockhead for a breath of air. “This is what a real man is like.”

  “Have you tasted him… his seed, I mean.” The blonde licked her lips.

  “Yes, of course. He is divine.” Lenora smiled. “I though you English did not indulge in such… delicacies.”

  “You may need a new perspective on how much we English have changed in the last ten years.” Helena grinned and began sucking on the Kahn’s walnut sized balls, savoring the muskiness of the powerful man.

  “You can show me right now.” Lenora winked and began sucking on the cockhead and stroking the shaft furiously.

  Kahn grunted loudly and his grip on their hair tightened, signaling his pleasure and imminent release. His big black cock surged even higher and Helena felt his huge dark balls tighten even more. Lenora lathered the entire foot long shaft with her warm saliva and Helena joined in from the other side. Together the two women ran their hungry lips up and down the rigid roll of dark meat, their lips meeting over the bulging cockhead. They kissed each other over the dense orb, their tongues lashing out at each other and all over the sensitive glans.

  “Mmm, Helena… you taste as good as him.” Lenora purred, lapping away at the cockhead and the blonde’s lips.

  Helena stared into the redhead’s green eyes, catching the lust for her in there and almost felt the same way. She wondered why a woman would suddenly appeal to her so much. She remembered Jad-Abelah’s kiss and how good it had felt, but she shook her head and focused instead on the magnificent piece of manhood that was about to erupt at any moment.

  Lenora had the same idea and intensified her strokes and sucking motion on the Kahn’s huge black cock. It strained upward, the thick veins bulging and quivering. The huge man grunted and called out in his native tongue. His cock stiffened further and a thick streak of gleaming white cum ejected out up in the air.

  Lenora squealed and went after it, letting it arc and drop into her open mouth even as Helena closed her hungry maw of the erupting organ. Stream after stream of hot semen exploded out of the foot long black erection, in thick gobs, as Helena savored every drop of it until she was pushed away by her partner in crime. Lenora aggressively took the entire cockhead into her mouth and vigorously stroked the shaft with both hands, milking it hard. Kahn groaned and praised whatever higher powers he had faith in, giving thanks to the mind-blowing pleasure that wracked through his massive body.

  “I can’t believe he has so much to offer,” Helena gasped, licking her lips. “And he is still so hard.”

  “As I said, he is a real man.” Lenora smiled, running her fingers over her cum smeared chin and licking her fingers.

  “So what next…” Helena looked at the throbbing erection admiringly as it still stood up rock hard, with cum dribbling down the shaft.

  “Next, you take the Master inside you.” Jad-Abelah said, making Helena jump.

  “What?” The Englishwoman was in shock. “You were here all the while, watching us.”

  “It is her job to see to the Master’s satisfaction.” Lenora breathed deeply as she caressed Helena’s naked breast.

  “But before he take you, you must arouse him.” Jad-Abelah went on.

  “I’d like to think he is aroused enough already.” Helena giggled.

  “She means we have to play with each other for his pleasure before he fucks us.” Lenora caressed her own pussy with a wink.

  “Oh, but I’ve never been with another woman…” Helena looked confused.

  “You are now.” The redhead grinned and pushed her down on the bed.

  “Oh, what are you…” Helena feebly protested, but gave in to the other woman’s advances.

  The Frenchwoman crawled over the blonde and placed her pussy over her face, lowering her own mouth over Helena’s fresh clean shaven pussy. Her tongue darted out, spearing in between the wet swollen lips, making Helena squirm and cry out in pleasure. Lenora’s wet pussy descended over her open mouth, giving her the salty-sweet taste of another woman for the first time in her life.

  The Kahn laughed softly at the sight of the two naked milky white women writhing before him licking each other’s hot pussies. Jad-Abelah kept close watch as she stroked the man’s huge black cock, keeping it hard and erect for the next stage of his pleasure. The huge man played with the sexy concubine’s pendulous breasts as he watched the younger women perform for him.

  “Oh, goodness me.” Helena gasped. ‘Had I known how much pleasure two women can share… oh, this is indeed a revelation.”

  “It seems there are many things about pleasure that the English deny themselves of.” Lenora laughed. “It is a good thing you have escaped that sterile place.”

  “Oh, I know.” Helena agreed whole heartedly. “I have never felt this alive in my life before.”

  “Yes, my dears.” Jad-Abelah moved in over the two women. “The Master, he will take you now… together.”

  “Oh, by Jove.” Helena gushed. “I can’t wait.”

  Lenora released the blonde’s pussy and maneuvered around to lie over her with her butt sticking out at the huge man. She looked into Helena’s eyes and knew the searing pleasure that was going to enter her would be like nothing the sheltered Englishwoman had ever experienced before. She wanted to drink in every bit of Helena’s pleasure as she held the blonde down for the massive cock to impale.

  Helena went stiff as she felt the heat of Kahn’s thick cockhead on her wet, swollen pussy lips. She had been entered by a few before but none had the size and girth of this man. She swallowed hard and hugged Lenora close to her, looking deep into the emerald eyes of the Frenchwoman. The Kahn’s large callused hands roughly grabbed the soft flesh of her curvy hips as she felt his cock slowly plunder its way in. She screamed but Lenora’s kiss muffled her. The foot long erection tore its way in, stretching her apart like never before, filling her up to the point of bursting.

  “Oh, my god… oh, my… oh…” She gasped as Lenora kept kissing her face and neck.

  Suddenly the thick cock was pulled back out of her, the vacuum it left made her scream out as she stared into Lenora’s eyes. The Frenchwoman went stiff as the huge black cock plunged into her next with rapid precision, filling her up as much as it did Helena.

  Helena heard the Frenchwoman gasp as Kahn exited Lenora just as quick and slammed his cock into her bald pussy again. The massive desert war-chief was going to fuck them together. It was a thrill she felt like never before, entwined in the arms of a sexy woman being fucked in tandem by the biggest, most powerful cock she had ever seen.

  “The Master have stamina of horse and bull together…” Jad-Abelah whispered, hovering over the two women’s faces. “He can… uh, what is word… ah, yes… he can fuck you two all night.”

  “Oh, yes, please.” Le
nora whimpered. “Fuck me… all night, all month.”

  Kahn obliged her as he slammed his cock in to the hilt and humped away at her for a few seconds before pulling out and filling Helena up with his monster girth. He hammered away at the blonde and then went back into the redhead, making her orgasm hard all over his surging tool.

  Lenora whimpered like a whipped slave, hugging Helena tight, her whole body weight on the hapless Englishwoman. Helena knew it was her turn next, she couldn’t hold back any longer. The tidal wave that had been building up inside her was waiting for release and as the huge cock, covered in Lenora’s orgasmic fluids, slid into her, she let herself go.

  Wave after wave of ecstatic bliss cascaded through her shuddering body with the blissful redhead trembling over her. Jad-Abelah’s encouraging words filled her mind even as the Kahn’s cock filled her pussy. She felt his organ swell even more and knew he had favored her to receive his load. She desired it, she welcomed it, she wanted the man, a stranger she had met less than a day ago, to fill her with his seed.

  “Oh, yes… yes.” She whispered hoarsely. “Please, fuck me.”

  The hot splashes of his second orgasm exploding inside her made Helena have her second release moments after the first. She felt her whole body go numb with pleasure, almost to the point of making her go immobile. Streaks of body wracking sensations coursed all though making her mind reel, the room began spinning and everything went from blur to black.

  ~4~

  “Wake up, Blondie.” Helena heard a lilting voice, and opened her blue eyes with a start.

  Lenora grinned at her as she munched on an apple. She was wearing a transparent green bra and matching harem pants, low on her curvy hips, looking like a flame haired goddess.

  “Ah, I take it you had as good a night as I.” Helena said, sitting up with a groan. Her body felt a bit stiff but she smiled in satisfaction of having the best sex of her life the night before. The Kahn Aris-Deram-Kahn was indeed more man than she had ever had to handle. She couldn’t wait for another romp in bed with him. Helena looked around her in awe. She was in a lavishly decorated room filled with expensive and luxurious furnishings and décor. Several other women, dressed just like her in transparent clothing, lounged around the room.