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Evan worked his arm out from under Zora’s neck then sat up, facing the partially-open door. “Would you care to come join us, Misanth; is that your name?” Evan asked with a grin.

Almost shyly, the highly experienced concubine had never before actually be asked or given a choice in the matter and for a long few seconds, she remained silent, trying to decide what to do. “If this is your command, I will obey.”

“I’m not fucking telling you to do anything, Misanth. If you want to come join us, come. If not, shut the damn door while I keep Zora entertained. I’m, or rather, we’re offering you the choice.” Again, Misanth remained unmoving for several seconds before she finally decided that she did like being asked rather than ordered and she slowly pulled the door open and entered the room. Evan patted the bed beside where he and Zora were, smiled and spoke. “I bet it feels good for you to make the choice for a change.”

In the dim moonlight, barely more than silhouettes could be seen so with a kiss on Zora’s smiling lips, Evan got out of bed and walked slowly towards Misanth. Out of training and a lifetime of conditioning, she began to reach for him, but Evan caught her wrists gently, turned her slowly around then with his chest against her back, softly, he kissed her neck, first one side, and then the other. Misanth was tense; Evan sensed it but he was in no rush. He’d only just had a love session with Zora and a little time to recover was going to only work in the big man’s favour. His gentle fingertips traced gentle lines down both her arms, her sheer silken and translucent sleeves hardly noticeable to either him or the woman. Instincts honed through a thousand intimate encounters saw the concubine constantly trying to contribute as she had trained and believed she should but Evan was having none of it. He denied her every effort to reach behind then he realised, it was his very impressive manhood pressing into the small of her back motivating her efforts to explore what she could only feel. A grin creased the big man’s face when he remembered Zora mentioning the Dala was in for a very big surprise so Evan became determined to prevent her being forewarned what to expect.

He switched his attention to both caressing her very soft and full bosom while working out hew to get the woman’s sheer top off without destroying it, as much as he was tempted to do just that. On discovering a bow behind her neck, he quickly found the loose end, undid it then while two hands sliding up her sides and raising the woman’s arms above her head, the silken shirt slipped free and fell unnoticed to the floor. With his big hands teasing and worrying the Dala’s now very erect nipples, every gasp sounded like a surprise and Evan knew he was very much arousing the woman’s passions. A glance over his shoulder revealed Zora was grinning with undisguised mirth obviously anticipating what was in store for Misanth so he winked at her then in a sudden move, scooped the woman into his arms, turned and laid her down gently beside Zora. Before the woman could react, his hands found the waistband of her voluminous leggings and as with her shirt, his hands traced paths down her legs until the garment was free of her feet and joined her top on the floor. On his hands and knees, he was back up the bed and between her legs before the Dala knew he was there, his giant frame filling her view with his lips on her neck, her cheeks, her chest and breasts.

With a woman’s instincts to guide her and prior knowledge of what was to come, Zora sat up then grasped this highly experienced concubine’s hand because she knew, nothing in this woman’s long history of sexual encounters was going to prepare her for the assault on both body and mind that was imminent. With her free hand, Zora caressed Evan’s broad back, her long strong fingers gentle in their caresses as if this would ease the shock that was to follow but knowing it wouldn’t. Then Evan was there, his powerful erection probing her soft, moist folds and Zora felt her hand squeezed even more tightly. Still smiling and watching Misanth’s eyes, Evan eased forward and his penetration of her began, gently but remorselessly and the women’s eyes went wide, then wider still and the sharp intake of breath the Dala took became a moan that quickly changed to a gasping cry. Her body arched and went rigid, every muscle taut and her eyes rolled back into her head until just the whites showed. Still deeper Evan pushed inside her until Zora wondered briefly if the look of shock she could see on the concubine’s face was similar to how she must have looked when the powerful Karkeara warrior discovered for the first time the sheer size of the man she thought was going to split her apart.
 
“By all the Faith believes,’ Misanth cried out in a rasping desperate cry to no one when she managed to find the words as disbelief yielded to the pain unlike anything she had known before. Outside, the rhythmic drumming of spears on shields and the wailing sing-song chants emanating from the host of the D’jalon offered a distant accompaniment to their passions as the men feasted and celebrated. “Have mercy,” Misanth moaned into Evan’s smiling face.

Pain it was but it was warring with pleasure in her senses, senses that had known the heights of pleasure and the woman who had known of almost infinite pleasures of the pallet discovered she had never known anything like this before. Big men and strong, small and wiry, she had shared herself with them all but now she was pinned beneath a mountain of black man, the biggest and strongest of them all, helpless to do anything except suffer this undeniable assault to both body and mind as Evan pushed deeper and deeper still. Then she was filled with the man and a cry of anguish erupted unbidden from her mouth before some semblance of relief washed over her as Evan began a slow deliberate withdrawal. But this was just a temporary respite when his madness-inspiring erection stopped short of complete withdrawal and again, surged back to her full depths and beyond. Zora leant across the big man’s shoulder, her full firm breasts pressing onto his broad back a delightful addition to the big man’s pleasure and knowing his powerful frame would not be hindered at all. Again and again, he pushed his full and impressive size into her, tearing at Misanth’s sanity until this highly-experienced concubine became aware that agony had been replaced with ecstasy and a climax unlike anything the woman had ever known before erupted within her.

Starting as an undeniable ache in her loins, it quickly spread to every part of her soft and sensual body, limbs trembling with its sheer intensity and her mind unable to focus on anything except this previously undreamt-of peak of exquisite agony. Evan now rode her peak powerfully and deliberately, holding it at its maximum heights, an avalanche of unbridled pleasure that buried her consciousness beneath wave after wave of powerful sensations. The Dala was completely unaware when he slowed, so lost in this cataclysmic assault on her senses was she. Evan stopped, his full length driven deep inside her until he felt her rush of continuous orgasms slow and then finally stop. With gentle grace, he caressed her forehead although he doubted she was even aware of his caring and affectionate touch. Zora turned his head to face her and kissed him right on the mouth before she eased herself away and onto her back beside the pair, the invitation in her sparkling eyes to continue his love-making with her undeniable. Slowly, and deliberately, Evan withdrew and eased his big frame off her, the woman instantly curling up into the foetal position, her hands pressed hard against her throbbing vagina.

With anxious excitement, Zora threw her arms around the big man’s neck, as he manoeuvred himself between her legs. Although the Karkeara warrior knew what to expect, his first penetration elicited almost the same reaction that it had the first time she had intimately discovered the man. She too gasped and like the Dala before her, her back arched and desperate hands clutched his back but this time, he knew he need not be so gentle. The fit and strong Karkeara woman was up to accepting all the power and force he had to offer and where he had been as gentle and deliberate as he was able with the sensually soft Dala, Zora both suffered and revelled in the full experience of the man’s now heightened lust. Pinned beneath his powerful black body, he pummelled her almost as if he hated her and she loved every moment. Writhing and gasping with every thrust, her excitement at sharing the Dala’s introduction of the pleasure the big man had to offer and almost before she was aware it was coming, her climax arrived and like the women before her, was driven to shuddering and trembling stillness. Then the big men let him-self go, just as Zora’s climax peaked and together they rode out his orgasm as he pounded her into exquisite submission.

Dawn’s first light woke Evan and he could not help but smile at the two women, now nestled against his sides, one powerful arm wrapped around each, two heads lying on his shoulders and two hands holding onto each other in the middle of his broad chest. Suddenly, he was aware that the three now occupying the bed were not alone in the opulent room. In a semi-circle about the bed, kneeling on the floor in positions of subservience, thirty and more concubines stared with unbelieving eyes at the trio. He wondered how long they had been there before deciding he didn’t care. He could however see the desire in their eyes and the curiosity on their faces and for the briefest of moments he imagined spending a couple of days to answer their silent and unasked questions. With a slight shake of his head, he realised that he had other responsibilities this day other than sating the lusts of this bevy of women. Zora woke next purring her delight before extending her neck and kissing the big man on the mouth. The movement roused the Dala but it took longer for her awareness to return. With an almost demanding grasp, she pulled herself closer against his side and when she finally opened her eyes, it took a few moments for the women to find the focus and for the memory of the night just gone to return.

“Good morning ladies,” Evan grinned and thought, ‘that was a first.’

“This woman greets you, Evan and thanks you too,” Zora purred softly before kissing him again, the twinkle in her eye a sure promise that if he wanted to share pleasures with her again in dawn’s first light, she was more than willing to acquiesce to the big man’s desires. Long into the night, the murmur of noise from the D’jalon camp continued and the big man grinned when he realised that few of them would be awake to greet the new day’s sunrise. Evan decided, there were worse ways to spend a morning so after slipping his arm out from under Misanth’s neck, he reached over and kissed Zora, long and deep. The Dala stirred briefly at the movement and a few muted gasps sounded from their audience but Evan just ignored them figuring if they wanted to watch, Zora and he would give them something worth viewing.

End of scene

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