5 comments/ 45738 views/ 13 favorites Jewels in a Sultan's Hareem By: Jewels in a Sultan's Hareem Once they had each of the girl's pussies open, they both dipped their heads onto them, and for the first time in their eighteen years Yahminah and Jaffa felt hot tongues on their pussy lips. They were both very shocked by such a thing since they didn't know anything like that was done, but they didn't have too much time to think about it. Both Galen and Maia immediately began licking each of the girl's pussy with their tongues, causing thrilling sensations course throughout their young bodies, and the faster they licked the more sensual were the erotic sensations. Both Yahminah and Jaffa now began moaning with delight, and each turned her head and looked at the other, reading the desire in each other's eyes. Their eyes were half closed, and they were licking their lips with their wet tongues. "Oh, Jaffa, are you feeling what I'm feeling?" asked Yahminah. "I feel so strange between my legs...like many bees buzzing around my pussy. You, too?" "Yes. Yes. I feel the same way, and what the physician and mid-wife are doing to us feels so good. Right now I don't want them to stop," said Jaffa. "Nor do I," answered Yahminah. Galen and Maia knew they could not put anything into the girls' vaginas, not even their tongues, so they satisfied themselves with licking on the outside of their vaginas and putting the tip of their tongues into their urethras. This was exciting, too, for Yahminah and Jaffa, but just as they were getting to enjoy this attention, Galen and Maia licked their way up between the girls' pussy lips, seeking their clits. These they could lick and suck and bring them to orgasm without damaging their virginity in the purest sense if one uses the intact hymen as the sole criteria for being a virgin and not one who never had any sexual contact at all. Galen and Maia, who had done this many times together, worked somewhat like a team, doing the same things at the same time. Therefore, it was not unusual that the two of them reached each of the girl's clits together. They now brought their hands from inside the girls' legs and wrapped them around their hips which they grabbled with the tender grip of their hands. There couldn't be fingerprints or red marks on the girls when Merka saw them and when they were presented on the slave block, so the two had to be very careful in what they were doing in performing cunnilingus rape on Jaffa and Yahmiah. However, they just wanted to steady Yahminah's and Jaffa's hips while they flicked the tips of their tongues across their clits. As if one, both Yahminah and Jaffa jerked their hips off the table and let out low moans. Never before had they felt anything so wonderful and exciting done to them, and as they lowered their bodies once more onto the table Galen and Maia began licking Yahminah's and Jaffa's clits in earnest, going up and down and back and forth, sometimes slowly and gently...sometimes quickly and with more pressure. If that weren't enough, they also circled the girls' clits with their tongues many times, raising the thrill of each of the girl's libido to a higher and higher pitch, as each felt the onslaught of their orgasms. Galen and Maia both looked up at the same time and spoke through their eyes. It was time. Each knew Yahminah and Jaffa were so close to having an orgasm, and they were anxious for this to happen, too. They wanted to taste the tender morsels on which they each had been working with their mouths. In unison Galen and Maia lowered their opened mouths and surrounded the girls' clits with their wet lips. Upon first contact, Galen and Maia pushed into Yahminah's and Jaffa's sweet pussies and buried their faces into their pubic hair, their noses feeling the curls of each girl. Yahminah's was coarser and had body while Jaffa's was soft and silky. "Oh! Oh, my!" meweled Yahminah at this intense contact of Galen's mouth on her pussy. "Yes! Oh, god, yes, that feels so good," sighed Jaffa erotically. Yahminah and Jaffa were so sexually innocent yet now so sexually hot, each looked at the other, and upon seeing the beautiful rise and fall of their young, pert breasts topped with hard, erect nipples...Yahwinah's being a deep black and Jaffa's a medium brown, the color of sand...they instinctively reached across to one another and with their free hand caressed the other's breasts as best they could. Each definitely pinched the other's hard nipples between their fingers and thumbs. This added to their sexual excitement and brought them closer to their orgasms. Therefore, hanging onto their intense erotic responses to the attention Galen and Maia were giving their pussies, and the pleasure added by their feeling one another's breasts, each girl reached up with her hands and, placing them on top of Galen's and Maia's heads, pushed their faces onto her aroused clit and face-fucked them. Galen and Maia moved their entraped heads frantically back and forth, bringing added pleasure the girls were already feeling. This went on for several minutes until Yahminah cried out, "Oh, Jaffa, I'm going to cum. My pussy is about to explode. The sexual feelings are so intense I can't hold them back any longer." "Go for it, Yahminah," sighed Jaffa, "I won't be far behind you." And just as Jaffa said those words, Yahminah's legs trembled, her pussy became very wet, and her clit exploded wave upon wave of erotic pleasure, having her cum all over the physician's old mouth and covering the top of his white beard. She reached out for Jaffa's hand, and they clasped them together to share this experience, and as Yahminah grasped Jaffa's hand, she lifted her hips within a vortex of sexual release that travelled throughout her entire body. Her orgasm was so intense, Jaffa face-fucked Maia as if she were punishing her for what she had put her through during the pelvic examination. However, she couldn't deny she and Yahminah were both enjoying the fruit of the physician Galen's and the mid-wife Maia's labor. As Jaffa and Yahminah were coming down from the Mount Olympus of their orgasms, Galen said, "You two get down from the table and put your robes back on before we go out or before Merka comes looking for you. We wouldn't want that. Now would we?" "And, Galen, don't forget to wipe your face off. We both have the smell of the girls' pussy cream all over our faces, especially you with your white beard," said Maia. Galen agreed, and just as the girls had put their robes back on and Galen and Maia had wiped off their faces with wet towels, Merka came bounding from between the curtain. "What's been taking you so long, damn it? Are ya getting too old for this, Galen?" asked Merka. "If so we'll get someone else to do the pelvic exams next time." Galen cleared his throat, "Ah, um. No, I'm fine. We just wanted to be extra careful with these two to make certain of their virginity. That's all." "Yes, that's all there was to it," supported Maia. Turning to the girls, Merka spoke harshly, "Well then, come along. It's almost time for the selling to begin, an' I want ya to look your best. I have two bowls with water and towels to wash with, and there are two servant girls who are going to put a mixture of fragrant oils all over your bodies to make you smell and look more attractive than you are and fix your hair, too." Turning to Yahminah he said, "Jaffa with her tan skin will look good oiled, but you Yahminah will look absolutely beautiful with your very black skin shining in the afternoon sun. We begin our selling at the eleventh hour for the general slaves of workers, servants, craftsman, and such, but when the sun is directly above so that there won't be shadows cast, we want to put you two on the selling block. That way all can see you without having to squint much from the glare of the sun." Merka looked around to see that the others were getting prepared and was satisfied. He knew none of them wanted to be sold into slavery, but that was they way of the world. There were the takers and the givers, and he was a taker. There were the haves and have-nots, and he was a have. As for Jaffa and Yahminah, well, Merka did fail to tell them one thing that would be different for them. Unlike the others, both of them would be stripped naked so that all could see and admire their many charms. Doing this always brought a greater price as buyers bid against one another for the prize or, in this case, the prizes. The stark contrast in the color of their skin and their distinctive, beautiful bodies, not to mention that both were eighteen, made for a marvelous pair of the two together more beautiful and more valuable than just one; although, both Yahminah and Jaffa were beautiful in face and form in and of themselves. Such a luscious pair he had not seen in all his days of working the slave trade. So, when the sun was one hand from its zenith, all the slaves Merka had stolen were taken out to the selling block, sold, and taken by their new owners, all except two. While this was being done and by Merka's direct orders, Jaffa and Yahminah were given newer and fresher robes to wear as another way of enhancing their looks. Merka had several women who worked the slave trade for him when he was there, and they would be the ones to dress Yahminah and Jaffa. Jaffa was put into a fine, yellow, see through fabric that allowed a hint of the outline of her body show while Yahminah was dressed in a light purple dress of the same kind of material that had the same effect. Now the sun was at its zenith, and it was time for the main event. The crowd of the wealthy and upper class of Athens came later after the more ordinary citizens had left, wanting to be here for just this reason. No crowds to deal with, and they were interested in only the main event. Thus, they waited anxiously to see what beauties Merka had to put onto the selling block this day. There was a hushed disturbance among the crowd as they waited impatiently for things to begin. The hush of disturbance simply became a hush when the flap of the tent opened and Merka came out, leading Yahminah and Jaffa behind him. Low Ooo's and Ah's echoed throughout the crowd when they saw the two beautiful, young girls walking towards the selling block, and there was unheard racing of hearts and quickening of breathing as all eyes followed the swaying hips and asses of the two girls who made a most exotic and erotic pair. The difference of their beauty was outstandingly stunning and unique, none of which they had ever seen before. Having heard the initial acclaim of the buyers, Merka smiled inwardly, knowing already what prizes he had and what effect they were having on the crowd. He also knew he was going to earn the most money he had ever gotten in his whole life of working the slave trade. When the three of them got to the steps that went up onto the selling platform, Merka led the way and brought Yahminah and Jaffa to the front so all might see them to the fullest. Clearing his throat and taking a stance of authority, Merka spoke out loudly and clearly to the audience as if he were an actor on stage or an orator the likes of Aristotle, "Citizens of Athens and all who are here from other countries, including my own of Izmir in Turkey that lies just across the waters from Athens, I have brought before you this day the two finest young women I have ever had in all my years of working the slave trade." There was an audible sound of agreement. Pointing to Jaffa, Merka said, "This is Jaffa, an eighteen year old Egyptian beauty from Alexandria whose skin is like the hot desert sand from the land of her birth," and pointing to Yahminah he continued, "and this is Yahminah an eighteen year old Nubian beauty whose flesh is as black as the blackest ebony from Africa from which she comes. Now tell me, do they not make a most beautiful couple? Such beauty. Such contrast. Such value." Merka paused to let what he had just said sink in among the crowd, but he then continued, "May Athena, Goddess of our great city Athens, be praised for her having brought such beauties to us...if not to buy, then at least to see and admire." There was resounding agreement from all who were there. After the crowd quieted down, Merka, drawing out the drama he was creating, continued, "Ah, my friends, as beautiful as you think they are now, you are about to see them in all their natural glory." Jaffa and Yahminah now knew what Merka had told them about there being a surprise. Before the thought had left their minds, two women came forward and quickly removed the robes from Yahminah's and Jaffa's body, leaving them standing completely nude before the crowd. Their oiled, smooth bodies glistened in the direct sunlight overhead, making them appear as goddesses who had just come down from Mount Olympus to stand beneath the mighty Parthenon. Now the two were on display from head to toe, exposing not only their beautiful faces but their beautifully formed breasts capped with firm nipples and their feminine "V" of pubic hair, Jaffa's being dark brown in color and Yahminah's being ebon black. Jaffa and Yahminah were stunned, but they both knew nothing could be done but stand there on display before the people. There were acclimations, ooo's, and ah's here and there throughout the crowd, professing their beauty and their desire to possess such beauty. This could be done, but at a price, a great price, a greater price than even Merka had imagined given the reaction of those at the slave market. The crowd continued to talk as they feasted with their eyes on the girls with their lovely faces; their young, supple bodies; their statuesque forms; their young, firm, pert breasts; their well formed abdomens that flowed flawlessly onto their rounded hips; their sculptured thighs that uniformily tapered into their calves; and all ending with their dainty feet. Of course, eyes centered on Jaffa's and Yahminah's triangular pussy hair, forming that enticing "V" between a woman's legs, Jaffa's being a light, sandy color while Yahminah's was ebon black. While this was going on, little did Merka know a particular pair of dark eyes of a Muslim woman dressed in her black dress with the hijab covering her face was studying the two young girls through the opening of her hijab. Her name was Adara, meaning virgin, and she would be bidding for the young girls on behalf of Sultan Abdul - Kareen, the "Servant of the Noble and Generous," of Istanbul, Turkey. Adara, a short woman, even though she was a woman in a strict, male-dominated world, had been given the position of having the responsibility for the Sultan's fifty wives and three hundred and sixty-five concubines in his hareem because she was the sister of Abdul - Kareen's first and favorite wife Johara, meaning "jewel." What the others at the slave market didn't know was Adara had the Sultan's authority to bid beyond the highest bidder if she thought the young women were worthy of the price. Having seen Yahminah and Jaffa, Adara knew she was going to outbid everyone and anyone at the slave market. She knew it in her mind. She knew it in her heart. She knew it in her soul. She knew it in the name of Sultan Abul- Kareen. She knew it in the name of Allah. Merka, already seeing all the currency he would be getting in Grecian drachms or silver or gold, wet his lips and wrung his hands to stop them from shaking. Now with a shaking voice, Merka said, "We'll start the bidding at 1000 drachmas. For you not familar with Athenian currency that would be one fist full of four drachmas. The Athenian coin has a stamped engraving of Athena on the front and an owl on the back. Therefore, 1000 drachmas would be equivalent to 250 handfuls of four coins each." A bid came from the back. "Come forward to see these beauties up close if you need to decide on your bidding," Merka encouraged. "However, we all no toughing." Thus, the bidding, beginning with 1000 drachams, continued a little at a time, no one wanting to bid higher than necessary. Finally, an elderly, balding man of some weight who was wearing a white toga that had a wide, blue edge held together by a sash lifted his pudgy hand and said loudly and with confidence, "I bid 40,000 drachmas for both lovelies." A stunned gasp went throughout all the bidders, and no one challenged such a high bid as 40,000 drachmas. In shock himself at the amount bid, when Merka was about to announce the sale of the two naked girls to the fat, bald man in the classic, Athenian robe with a blue border, the short woman dressed in the black outfit with a hijab that had aroused some curiosity among those gathered but who had said nothing during the bidding for the girls, raised her voice just loudly enough for all to hear, especially Merka. "I bid 80,000 drachmas on behalf of Sultan Abdul-Kareen of Instanbul, Turkey." A unanimous gasp went up from the stunned crowd, not believing the woman's bid of 80,000 drachmas, twice as much as that which the man had bid, was possible. In memory it was the largest amount ever made on the slave block. The two virgin, young women were without a doubt sexually beautiful; however, this amount was beyond reasoning as far as all who were there believed. There was, of course, no challenge to the woman's bid. The outbid buyers only turned and sullenly walked away, leaving Adara and Merka to close the sale for Yahminah and Jaffa who were having their robes put back onto their oiled bodies. As for the losing bidder, he dejectedly grumbled his way home to drink himself into a stupor with ouzo. When he had bid 40,000 drachmas, he thought no one would outbid him. He also saw his pudgy hands caressing the flesh of the two beautiful, young girls. It had been a very long time since he had sex with an eighteen year old girl. "Surely," he thought, "the fates had been against him." Adara was fluent in Greek as well as other languages, so she was able to converse with Merka. In so doing she told him to have the two girls cleaned, and she would send two of her handmaids to dress them in proper Turkish attire. Merka humbly bowed his head to the woman-in-black from Turkey, telling her he would be exceedingly happy to comply with her wishes and motioned for two women to come take the girls back into the tent and do Adara's bidding. For the price she had just agreed to pay him, Merka would have bowed down and kissed her feet. The transaction did not take long. After the details of the exchange were completed, Merka and his crew had to devise a plan to protect their money. For the present, they would take it back to their ships and put rotating guards on them. As for their good fortune, all the money they made that day, no one knows, but it should have set them all up for the rest of their lives, allowing them to get out of the risky slave trade business and become land owners and men of leisure. Yahminah and Jaffa were led back into the tent where they were washed to get the oil from their bodies and clothed in Turkish dress but for now without the traditional hijabs to cover their faces. Yahminah's loose-fitting dress was pale blue to accentuate her very black skin while Jaffa's was ruby red like the juice of a pomagranate. Adara oversaw everything done to make sure all was proper and correct. She accepted this as a part of her responsibility as Mistress of Sultan Abdul-Kareen's hareem and her sister Johara, too. When all was ready, Adara with Yahminah and Jaffa in hand were transported back down to the harbor of Piraeus. With them was a very large, muscular, black man in Turkish dress with a scymitar beneath a large sash around his waist. His name was Aba'as, meaning lion of the desert. He was their protector. When they arrived at the dock, their ship was secured to wooden posts and had rolled cloth tied together to protect the sides of the ship. Jewels in a Sultan's Hareem The ship was a larger version of those that usually sailed the waters of the Aegean-Mediterranean Sea except this had two masts, a large one in front and a smaller one in back, closer to the tiller and stern. Both masts, however, were short and rigged with the traditional lateen sail(s) that is formed like a triangle and attached to long yards and has a loose foot (The foot of a sail is the bottom). This made for a very good sail to use in the Mediterranean (in Turkey, Akdeniz, the white sea.) Aegean, and Black Seas. The captain of the ship waited for the ebb tide to flow out to sea before he had the main sail raised and set. Unfurled, it caught an eastern breeze and slowly moved away from the dock on a port (left side) tack. In the center of the sail was the official Turkish symbol: a red flag with a large white crescent (a part of a full circle facing right and a smaller one circle removed (The crescent is much longer at the pointed ends than the first quarter crescent shape of the moon.) and a five-pointed white star on the edge of the smaller circle. Their voyage would take them south from Athens before turning east to northeast to get into the Agean Sea where they would pass the island of Limnos on their port (left) side. Beyond, this took them through the straights into the Sea of Marmara, and then finally on to Istanbul. The weather was fair, and the seas were kind, making for a pleasant journey. Into the first hour Adara had called for Yaminah and Jaffa to come to her. Upon entering her royal tent set up in the middle of the ship, Adara looked at Yahminah and Jaffa and once more saw their youthful beauty. Of course, she knew already what they looked like in the nude, how sexual and delectable they were. When Yahminah and Jaffa stood in front of the woman, they found her lying on a stupendously beautiful Persian rug that had the same Turkish symbol they had seen on the big sail and Islamic writing around the borders, all enhanced with gold fringe around it. Yahminah looked down on the small woman lying among the many pillows of red and gold and asked, "And what does our Mistress want?" The girls did not see Adara's smile until she reached up and took away the frontal piece of her hijab. Beneath her hijab they saw a beautiful face with skin the color of an early, desert sunrise. Her hair was black as were her eyebrows and eyelashes that curled naturally at the ends. Her nose was narrow and straight, but what really caught the girls' attention were her eyes. Adara's eyes were black, set in orbs of brilliant white with each pupil seemingly having a little white dot in an upper side. They were eyes that hypnotized one if she looked too long or too deeply into them. Her lips were deliciosly full and inviting. Adara's smile and looks were captivating, and Yahminah and Jaffa looked into Adara's eyes and got lost in their dark pools of eroticism. "Ahhhhh, my jewels of beauty, I can see in your eyes your question: What does she want with us? Is this not true?" asked Adara. Even though they were nervous they managed to talk to Adara. Jaffa spoke up, "Yes, Mistress, Yahminah and I are wondering what you want of us." "That, my dears, is very easily answered," Adara said seductively. "As Mistress of the Sultan's hareem, I have free access to any and all of his wives and concubines except for, of course, his favorite wife Johara who is my sister. You see, the Sultan has so many wives and concubines he can hardly satisfy their sexual needs. That means the women have learned to pleasure either themselves through self-love or with one another with lesbian love so they can enjoy having orgasms. "You two lovelies will just become a part of the Sultan's hareem, the household living quarters for his wives, concubines, and female relatives. His buying you and your virginity at such a high price was more for show of wealth and power because to own such jewels as you two in his hareem gives him greater esteem among the sultans here in Turkey and throughout the other Muslim countries." Adara continued after she thought what she had just told Yahminah and Jaffa had set in to some understanding, and then she continued, "On the other hand, I purchased you mainly for myself to satisfy me and for me to enjoy your virginity." Jaffa and Yahminah were startled, and their mouths opened in astonishment at what Adara, whose very name means "virgin," had just told them. "Don't look so shocked, my pets. Does what I just told you come as a surprise? Adara asked. "Well, yes," Jaffa answered. "Jaffa and I talked about being sold into the sultan's hareem where we would be deflowered by him for which neither of us were looking forward," Yahminah added. Assuringly, Adara said, "Not to worry about that. You two are mine to do with as I wish, so it will not be the sultan but his sister who shall have the joy of using you sexually, and sometimes even my sister Johara comes to the hareem to enjoy the special kind of love only a woman can give another woman, the kind of love she does not get from her husband the Sultan who considers only his own sexual need." "Then you're a les..." Yahminah started to say but was cut off in mid sentence. "A lesbian? Yahminah?" Adara finished Yahminah's question. "Well, yes. That's what she was going to ask you," Jaffa joined the conversation. In a way both Jaffa and Yahminah were relieved to know they would not be placed into the hands of men. For that they thanked their gods. "Well, now, since it will take us several days to reach Istanbul, I thought we would do something to pass the time away," said Adara coyly. "And what might that be?" asked Yahminah innocently. "Have either of you ever gone down on a woman and tasted her pussy?" Adara asked more fully. Both girls looked at one another and shook their heads "No" as much for themselves as for Adara. "Ah, that makes this even more tempting and appealing. I am going to be the first woman's pussy you are going to eat," Adara said with great anticipation. Yahminah and Jaffa didn't know what to say, but they didn't have to say anything. They just had to do as Adara commanded. She did belong to her now. "Now, girls, you take your clothes off so I can see your lovely bodies once more. I shall take off my clothes to make myself more accessible to you," Adara said. Willingly, Yahminah and Jaffa removed their lovely robes and once more stood naked. When they looked up, they were surprised to see Adara naked, too. For someone so short, they were amazed to see what was hidden under her black dress and hijab. Adara was around thirty-five years who still maintained a youthful body. To go along with her beautiful face that they had already seen, they now saw Adara, for her shortness, had a magnificently sculptured body. Her neck was long and rested on rounded shoulders that were pleasing in form and symmetry. Her breasts, though small, formed two taught mounds of flesh capped with tan nipples and a little darker areolas. Adara's breasts and chest narrowed down to a slender waist that gave way to round hips that equaled her chest size. Her legs were full in the thighs and sculptured in the calves, and being small of stature, she had small feet. However, both girls couldn't help staring at Adara's pussy that had a very thick bush of black pubic hair, which at the topline of her mons grew up towards her bellybutton in a straight line. Yahminah and Jaffa had to admit Adara was a beautiful woman with a superb body, but neither was sure what it was going to be like to have their faces in between her legs and licking her pussy. Adara looked up at Yahminah and Jaffa and asked, "All right, are you two ready to eat your first pussy?" They both nodded their heads "yes." Adara put her feet on the carpet and bent her knees. She then spread her bent legs as far as she could, exposing her hairy pussy as much as possible. From anxious, sexual excitement, Adara's clit was already hard and erect, and it had a very large head protruding from beneath its protective head. It was a tempting morsel on which to lick and suck. "Now, you both should have enough room to get to my pussy," Adara said. Jaffa and Yahminah walked onto the carpet, and when they were standing at Adara's splayed legs, they both knelt down, Yahminah on Adara's right and Jaffa on her left. The girls looked at one another as if they were waiting for a reprieve, but none came, so together they slid their hands in unison down the insides of Adara's thighs and slowly moved their fingers toward Adara's hairy pussy. Upon reaching Adara's pussy, they both smelled the fragrance of jasmine and aloe that she had put on, knowing what she was going to do with the girls during their journey to Istanbul. Tentatively, each lowered her head and inhaled the intoxicating fragrance, and then each stuck out her wet tongue until the tip touched the hair covered labia. "Mmmm, that's it girls. But continue. Lick my pussy. It's waiting impatiently for your attention," said Adara. Yahminah and Jaffa laid their hands on Adara's hips for balance and then, flattening their tongues, they began to lick Adara's pussy from bottom to top. The feel and texture of Adara's pussy flesh was very strange to Jaffa and Yahminah, first time cunnilinguists. However, they couldn't really say they were repulsed by the feel nor the taste. In fact, the two were beginning to enjoy licking Adara's pussy, but then, they had no comparison to make such a decision. So, for the meantime, they had Adara's to eat, and eat they would. Although, inside themselves, each knew that one day they would eat one another's pussy to find out what the other feels and tastes like since they had gone through so much together. With Yahminah working on Adara's right pussy lips and Jaffa on her left, their tongues covered every inch of her sexaully aroused, blood engorged vulva. It was then the two reached Adara's vagina that was coated with her vaginal lubrication. It tasted pleasingly sweet from the jasmine fragrance she had put on her upper thighs and the tops of her small pussy lips, but there was also a soft, salty taste mixed with the jasmine. Yahminah's and Jaffa's tongues duled with one another as each girl stuck out her tongue to enter Adara's open vagina. Working together each managed to get the tip of her tongue inside, and, therefore, they felt not only the inside wall of Adara's vagina but the underside of their tongues. "Oh, yes, my sweets, lick Adara's pussy. Lick it well." Wanting more for herself, Yahminah withdrew her tongue from Adara's vagina and worked it up to her urethra and licked around it. "That, too, feels good," Adara said. While Yahminah kept licking around Adara's urethra, Jaffa shoved her tongue as far as it would go inside her. It was then Jaffa brought up her right hand and inserted her first two fingers into Adara's tight pussy, sending shivers of sexual arousal course through Adara's body. Once Jaffa had her fingers firmly in place inside Adara's vaginal sheath, she began to finger-fuck her from the back of her womb to just inches from her vaginal opening, just about where the ridges begin that lead to the soft. spongy spot that fills with fluid from Adara's paraurethral tissue that was filling as she was being excited by Yahminah's licking in and around her urethra. "Oh, my, whoever has her finger inside my pussy, keep it there and keep finger-fucking my very wet pussy that I can hear with each in and out action. I hear the swish...swish of it." Jaffa, now wanting to please Adara and get out as much as she was in eating her pussy, thrust her fingers in-and-out even faster, and with each back and forth motion all three heard the slushing, wet sounds coming from Adara's overly wet pussy whose juices were already beginning to flow. Adara groaned with pure, sensual delight, and she knew it would not take much for her to go over the edge and cum, so she said, "Whoever is finger-fucking my pussy keep it up, and who is licking my urethra slide your tongue up to the little head you see sticking out of its protective hood. You both have them, and I'm sure you have seen them yourselves. That is my clitoris, or as it is sometimes called just "clit," and it is meant for female extreme sexual pleasure. Looking down from where her head was resting on the pillows, she saw it was Yahminah who was licking her urethra, so she called out to her. Adara reached down with her hand to her clit in order to show Yahminah where to put her fingers. "Yahminah, lick your way up here where my hand is and lick my clit with your sweet tongue." Yahminah did as asked by Adara. She slowly licked her way up to Adara's clit and immediately touched it and flicked it with her tongue, sending an infusion of the most intense sexual feelings Adara had ever felt in her clit. Her clit absolutely tingled with erotic impulses, impulses that needed to be released in multiple orgasms if she were going to find relief for her sexually, overcharged mind and body. With Jaffa still finger-fucking Adara's pussy, hearing it getting wetter and wetter with each thrust and feeling the sac on the upper wall of her vagina getting so full that sliding her fingers in and out became difficult, Yahminah opened her mouth and brought it down onto Adara's sexually overcharged clit and closed her lips around it and sucked. She sucked the clit completely into the depths of her mouth so that the flesh around it came with it. Adara's sexual senses shot through her body, focusing right on her clit, and when they did, she grabbed the top of Yahminah's head and forced it into her pussy while she at the same time thrust her hips upward to make the connection between Yahminah's mouth and her clit complete. Cries of pure ectasy came from deep inside Adara, cries that were heard by all aboard the ship. However, everyone knew it was not a cry of fear but of pleasure since they had heard similar cries before when Adara came back with beautiful girls she had bought from slave markets. Outside her tent's flaps stood the large, muscular, black, body guard with the scymitar still in his sash, so Adara had nothing to fear. Of course, who would dare harm the sister of the Sultan himself. Not anyone who wanted to keep his head on his shoulders. Adara, feet pressed against the carpet, knees bent, and ass raised off the floor, face-fucked Yahminah without mercy. She drove her beautiful black face into her black, hairy pussy so that her nose was buried into her pubic hair on her mons and her chin lay below her clit. She actually saw her pussy cream covering Yahminah's face since its whiteness stood out against the blackness of her skin. When Adara cried out her multi-orgasmic cum, Jaffa had withdrawn her fingers from Adara's vaginal sheath, rubbing them against the soft, spongy sac that was now full of paraurethral fluid, and with her fingers came a gush of clear liquid ejaculate that squirted out of her vagina all over Jaffa's face and filled her open mouth that was trying to catch as much of the fluid as she could. Adara had so much fluid inside her some of it also came out her urethra. Never had Jaffa seen a woman ejaculate this way nor taste its somewhat urethral flavor; although, she enjoyed the taste of Adara's love juice. It was, indeed, the fruit of her labor. As Adara was coming down from her magnificent orgasm, Yahminah sat up to look at Jaffa who still had her face covering Adara's vaginal hole. While she was sliding on her knees to be near Jaffa, Jaffa let Adara's last squirt of ejaculate remain in her mouth instead of swallowing it. When she came up from Adara's pussy, she reached towards Yahminah, put her tan hand against her beautiful, black skin and drew her face to hers. Yahminah didn't know what Jaffa was doing until she bent her head towards Yahminah's, and she knew she wanted to kiss her, something neither one had ever done. Kiss. Let alone kiss another girl. But with her sexual arousal and wet pussy, she had a special longing, too. She, therefore, moved her head towards Jaffa's, and their lips touched in a loving kiss. There was something Yahminah didn't know. Jaffa pressed her lips more against Yahminah's until she opened her mouth. When she did, Jaffa let the ejaculate from Adara run into Yahminah's mouth which came as a great and unsuspected surprise. However, the taste was good, so she rolled it around her mouth to savor the taste before swallowing it. She then took Jaffa into her arms, and the two came together in reality and shared a deep, loving kiss of a young woman's passion and a couple in love. Adara, who was lying naked on her pillows, looked at Jaffa and Yahminah, thinking how beautiful they looked together. Within this moment of contentment, Adara thought to herself, "Yahminah and Jaffa were worth the 80,000 drachmas I paid for them at the slave market in Athens. I have no second thoughts about that." Turning her attention to the girls, Adara said, "Now, I want to return the favor you just gave me. I want to eat both of your pussies so you, too, can enjoy an orgasm. It's the least I can do, or should it be the 'most' I can do? And I think you two should know what it is like to have your pussies eaten." Jaffa and Yahminah stole glances at one another, trying to ask the other through eye contact whether she had ever had her pussy eaten even though she were a virgin. The two shook their heads "no" which didn't escape Adara's attention. Adara shook with laughter. "You two should have seen yourselves after I offered to eat your pussies, each looking at the other for personal answers. The looks on your faces were priceless." Jaffa and Yahminah were embarrassed, and they both felt warm and blushed; although, Jaffa's was more noticeable. "Well now, this is as good a time as any to have your pussies eaten, and I, selfishly, want to be the first to take away at least that part of your virginity. We shall wait for a more oppotune time to celebrate the taking of your virginity when all the women of the hareem are present to enjoy either in participating in it or watching it. For now, as I was, both of you lie down on the carpet and spread your legs. I know you two must be sexually excited from having eaten my pussy and from having your own sexual arousal build inside your nubile bodies," said Adara. "Am I not right?" she added. "Why, I can see your lubrication outside your vaginas even now. So let me releave you both of your sexual desires by eating your pussies." Yahminah and Jaffa, both with long legs, spread them and waited with great anticipation because now they longed to have their pussies eaten. They saw the effect it had on Adara when they ate her pussy to orgasm. Adara got down on her hands and knees and, going from one girl to the other, licked and sucked all over their pussies, probing all those erogenous zones that a woman has. She, of course, paid particular attention to their sensitive clits which, when Adara first made mouth contact, overwhelmed them with sexual arousal and desire to be eaten to orgasm. Each time Adara had her mouth on Yahminah's and Jaffa's pussies, each would buck up and down on her face, wanting to make as much contact as she could in order to make themselves cum. Increasing moans and groans of excitement filled the tent as the girls worked towards their orgasms, and then as if planned, Yahminah and Jaffa reached out and grabbed one another's hands, and screamed out their simultaneous orgasms. Wonderful and sexually exciting sensations coursed through their bodies, and all these orgasmic sensations centered in each of the girl's clits until their legs trembled with quivering waves of sexual arousal. Fluids seeped from their vaginas, but they did not gush as had Adara's had done, since no finger had been inserted into their vaginal sheaths to stimulate that soft, spongy area a woman has on the upper wall of her vagina. For now, however, that was all right with the girls. They just enjoyed the sexual fulfillment of their first orgasms by having Adara eating their pussies. Neither knew it could be so thrilling and sexually satisfying as they found out thanks to Adara. Besides, even without a human touch, the girls were so sexually aroused, fluid ran from their vaginas anyway. Jewels in a Sultan's Hareem Thus, once both girls had relaxed, Adara suggested they wash themselves with water from amphoras in the tent, pouring it into porcelain bowls decorated with Turkey artwork. After cleaning and dressing themselves, they enjoyed the remaining part of their sail to Istanbul. The winds were still fair, the water was now a whitish-blue, and the swells were about three to four feet. They had little trouble until they had to navigate the difficult waters through the narrow Bosporus strait that connects the Mediterranean - Aegean Sea and Marmara Seas with the Black Sea. However, with perseverance and good seamanship, they made good time and were soon docking at the Golden Horn in Istanbul, one of the most commodious natural harbors in the world. In those days transportation was mostly done by foot, but the Sultan had ox-drawn carriages to bring an honored one such as Adara and the girls to his palace. Sultan Abdul-Kareen, of course, remained in his throne room while Adara was received by his wife Johara who had two maidservants lead Yahminah and Jaffa to the quarters of the hareem as they followed behind to talk. Of course, both Jaffa and Yahminah had to wear traditional Turkish clothing now, including the hijab as dictated by Muslim law. Therefore, Johara had to be patient and wait to see what her sister Adara had brought, and she, in turn, would communicate this news with the Sultan. Adara and Johara talked about her journey, what happened in Athens, and the buying of the two girls. When Johara heard the price Adara had paid, her eyes widened in surprise. "Such a large amount, my sister," Johara inquired. "Are they that lovely? They must be for you to have spent so much for them." Adara fixed her brilliant black eyes on her sister and answered with assurance, "Both Yahminah, the black, young girl from Nubia, and Jaffa, the young Egyptian girl, are two precious jewels to be added to the Sultan's hareem, two seductive jewels whose virginity is still intact as was confirmed with pelvic examinations on both girls by a Greek physician who is paid handsomely for his services. He would not lie, fearing he would lose this lucrative business he has with the slave traders. "I saved the taking of their virginity until after returning to Istanbul where you, my sister, can take part in their deflowerment," Adara smiled. Johara was pleased. "I thank my sister for being so considerate and having the self-control not to take their virginity during the long sail from Athens." Adara replied, "You are welcome, but you must remember, even though I bought them for me, you are the Sultana of Istanbul. Are you not?" This rhetorical question, of course, needed no reply other than a nod of Johara's head towards Adara, her beloved sister. However, as the two continued to walk, Johara's mind tried to create what the two girls looked like and sense their sexuality, but strive as she might, she finally asked her sister, "Adara, I heard and believe what you said, but did you taste the fruit of these jewels during your journey back to Istanbul?" Johara added a knowing smile to her question. "My dear, dear, sister, you know me too well," Adara said coyly. "You know I prefer women to men. That is one of the reasons your husband trusts me to go afar and buy female slaves to add to his hareem. What I just told you about not taking their virginity I said to reassure you that it was still intact in both girls." Johara licked her lips, "And do they taste good, my sister?" "Mmmmm. Delicious. As sweet as figs but balanced with the juicy zest of the pomegranate," Adara answered. "Do you think you might like to taste one this evening, my sister?" Adara asked, "if you are free tonight and the Sultan will be using another of his wives or concubines for his sexual pleasure?" Johara smiled, "Yes, I arranged it to be free tonight, and I just might enjoy what you have brought from afar. After all, good fruit should be tasted while it is fresh and ripe. Should it not?" "By all means, sister." By now Johara, Adara, Yahminah, and Jaffa were at the two large, highly decorated doors gilded in gold that led to the hareem's quarters in the palace. There were two large, black, eunuch guards whose muscular arms were folded across their large chests standing at each doorway. In their belts was a curved scymitar blade. Eunuchs were the protectors of the Sultan's palace but especially his hareem. The handmaids who had led the four opened the doors and held them until they passed into the large, open main room of the hareem. Jaffa and Yahminah stopped and stood in awe at the beauty of the enormous room. Never in their young lives had they ever seen such a room nor ever knew it existed. Gold was everywhere. Gilded mirrors were on the walls and fixed mirrors were secured to the ceilings. Tapestries of Turkish designs hung from the walls without the mirrors. Long lounges and matching chairs that were covered with thick, soft bedding with pillows of many colors strewn at their heads were placed throughout the whole room, and for accent tropical trees in large, gold color pots were had been placed around the room. Massive, white, marble pillars supported the elaborately designed ceiling. However, what caught Yahminah's and Jaffa's eyes the most was the very large pool that was lined with porcelain tiles of white and royal blue, and figures of aquatic life such as dolphins and various kinds of fish had been painted on them. However, the crowning effect was a three-tiered fountain in the center of the pool where four, life-size, beautiful naked women faced one another with their arms intertwined, joining them as one. Water bubbled up in the center from a single, gilded lily which cascaded down the four sexual, female, statuesque bodies. Around the pool were palm and date trees in extremely large, porcelain pots. The room looked as if one was being given a glimpse of the House of Allah and His Heaven. Johara broke into the palpable quietness that filled the room as Yahminah and Jaffa let their eyes and emotions feast on all the beauty around them. Breaking quietly into their reverie, however, Johara said, "I've waited long enough, Adara. Let me see these delicious sweets you've brought home with you." Adara told the girls to stand up one level from the main floor and face them, and then she instructed the two handmaids to undress them slowly. The handmaids did as ordered, and slowly each unwrapped the girls from their dresses and their hijabs, leaving them totally naked before Adara and Johara. Johara's eyes sparkled, and she felt her heart beating beneath her breasts. "Oh, my, Adara. You 'have' outdone yourself this time. Never have I seen such beautiful jewels as these two, and the contrast of their skin color makes for such a delightful, sensual, eye pleasing pair," said Johara. Adara smiled knowingly, "I thought you would be pleased, my sister. Now do you think you'd like to taste them?" "Oh, my, yes. And immediately. I don't have enough self-control to wait to taste them." Adara almost giggled at her sister's frenzied excitement to taste the girls. "All right, which one do you want first?" asked Adara. Having given it some thought, Johara said, "It's so hard to choose, but I have an idea. I want to eat the black girl's pussy--Yahminah I think you called her--because it is so unusual to me while the other lies down on her back and eats my pussy. How does that sound?" "It should do quite nicely, Johara." "Yahminah, go over to that lounge closest to the fountain and lie down on it with your ass towards the bottom and your knees bent so your feet are on the floor. Once settled, open your legs for my sister. "Jaffa, my sister will be kneeling with her legs spread wide so you can lie on your back and eat her pussy. She will lower her hips until her pussy touches your mouth. I think that should do." When the three were in place, Johara lowered her head between Yahminah's juicy, black pussy and marveled at the pink vaginal line peaking out from her small pussy lips. She immediately separated Yahminah's pussy lips, exposing her coral vagina that allowed her to see the delicate, pink inside. Johara lowered her head and hungrily began to eat Yahminah's pussy. At the same time, Jaffa was on her back and had her head between Johara's splayed legs with her arms wrapped around her thighs. This was a little more difficult for Jaffa with Johara than it was with Adara because her body was bigger than Adara's, but it was proportionate in its size. As she pulled down on Johara's thighs, Johara lowered her contoured hips until her large pussy was touching Jaffa's mouth. Once Johara's hairy pussy touched Jaffa's waiting mouth, Jaffa started eating Johara's dripping pussy. It was this way for some time, each enjoying the sex orgy in which they were involved. Johara eating Yahminah's pussy and Jaffa eating Johara's pussy. Adara, however, felt left out, so she undressed and lay down on the floor where Jaffa was. She lifted Jaffa's right leg, turned onto her left side, and brought their two pussies together in a scissor-like fashion. Once connected, Adara started to fuck Jaffa's wet pussy with hers, and each felt her clit being massaged and stimulated by the fucking movements. Adara held tightly to Jaffa's leg and pressed down really hard. Now all four of them were involved in a love tryst that would eventually bring them to orgasm, either individually or together. Either way, all would be sexually satiated and satisfied. Johara used her fingers to keep Yahminah's pussy lips spread wide so she could really get her tongue in between them and get it into her creamy vagina as far as possible so she could coat it with Yahminah's pussy cream. She tasted so good to Johara she couldn't get enough of Yahminah. After she withdrew her cum-coated tongue from Yahminah's pussy, she dragged her pink tongue along her black pussy lips. Her goal was to reach the frenum of Yahminah's clitoris that lies just under the clit itself where her pussy lips meet. Once there the tip of her tongue felt Yahminah's engorged, erect clit that was somewhat pink at the very tip while the skin beneath faded from light brown to black. "Ohhhhh, that is so good. I never knew having my pussy's clit stroked by someone's tongue would feel so wonderfully good, so excrutiatingly sensitive. It's enough to make me cum," sighed Yahminah. Now as Johara opened her mouth and brought it down completely onto Yahminah's already throbbing clit, Jaffa had her face buried into Johara's large pussy that was exceedingly covered with a huge bush of black hair. It grew between her legs and down to her asshole, and there was hair on the insides of her thighs. From the top of her mons pubic hair grew on her abdomen and up towards her navel. The hair on her armpits was also very long and heavy. Jaffa, however, loved having Johara shove her heavy pussy bush onto her face when she squatted down, almost losing it within her hairy mons and giving her the opportunity to shove her tongue into her gaping pussy hole. Jaffa also enjoyed searching through Johara's thick hair for her parted pussy lips so she could lick and suck on her very large clit that had an unusually large, fleshy protective hood and long shaft. It stood out like a little penis through a thicket of brush. Johara's clit was so extraordinarily large, Jaffa was able to take it fully between her lips and into her mouth so she was able to suck on it as if she were sucking on an erect, hard nipple. When Jaffa sucked on Johara's magnificent clit, Johara swooned with sexual delight and thrust her hips down in order to stick it inside Jaffa's mouth even further than it had been. She also dropped her left hand down and placed it under Jaffa's head, pulling it up at the same time she was flattening Jaffa's lips completely around her sucking mouth and brought her chin onto her asshole. This sent wave after wave of erotic vibrations tingling all through the head of Johara's clit. So, Johara was pleasuring Yahminah with her hands and talented mouth while Johara was squatting on Jaffa's face so she could eat her pussy to its fullest. Adara continued to straddle Jaffa's legs from a sideways position so their pussies rubbed against one another's crotch. In this way Adara kept fucking Jaffa with her wanton pussy, becoming fully and sexually excited by the rubbing of their clits against one another. Four women. Four women making love. Four women working hard to bring her partner and herself to orgasm. Four women, or should it be said, two women and two young girls of eighteen being introduced to the art of lesbian love, working towards her orgasm. However one looks at the situation, their were four females searching for, hoping for, working for completion of their sexual quest, orgasms. The four-way action continued for a few minutes more before whimpers of erotic joy and moans of sensual pleasure began to echo throughout the large hareem room in the Sultan's palace. Then, as if going off in stages, one following on the force of the other, cries of ecstasy resounded from within the bodies of the four women as they trembled with desire and had reached the peak of their sexual energy so that each was ready to fall over the edge and plunge into the abyss of their orgasms. Cries and mewels of "Oh's...Ooo's...Yeah's...That's what I want...That's what I need...fuck my pussy...suck my clit...suck me harder...eat my pussy...lick my clit...drink my cum, came from the four in their mutual giving and receiving of lesbian love. It was, indeed, a day and a night of love for Yahminah and Jaffa, a day they would never forget, because in the course of one day, the passing of sun and moon, they became love slaves and the newest Jewels in Sultan Abdul - Kareen's Hareem. What the days ahead would bring only time will tell. Maggie Red Rose