King Milo’s harem - chapter 1 - The 6

Hello everyone.

Before you read:

This writing consists of scenes that are not meant to be read by people under the age of 18. Scenes are not intended to be anything but entertainment. All characters in the scenes described are of legal age.

The writer of this has English as the second language, so the writing might have spelling errors or a text buildup that is not proper in English.

I hope for your understanding and that it will at least entertain some of you. I plan to write more and illustrate the scenes of this later on.

This is connected to but not depended on the stories that takes place in RSAHNP.

I hope you like it.

Yours truly

Hammer

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Queen Kida had decided to get out of the Royal bed. It was impossible to sleep any further. Her belly was heavy with her heir and she needed fresh air. So with a groan she got out of the bed and walked out onto the balcony.

The stench of sweaty woman, sweaty man and all the odours of sex were heavy in the Imperial bedchamber. And the pathetic sounds of a woman getting mercilessly pounded by his majesty the king of Atlantis was still ringing between the mighty columns of the chamber. 

She was looking out over the city… her city. Her kingdom. Her empire. Hers and Milo’s empire. She was pregnant. Their heir would be here any day. She had endured all of the hardships of pregnancy with a smile on her face. And she was gonna embrace motherhood the same.

She looked back into the chamber. His majesty was laying between the bodies of the six harem women she had picked many months ago. But… she was dreading… six had not been enough. Her husband and king, Milo was truly a ferocious woman pleaser.

Kida was enjoying the fresh air so much, she did not feel how her husband had joined her on the balcony. He hugged her from behind, and she felt how her kings rod got between her legs. Even under her huge belly she could see it between her legs.

“Mmmh Good morning my queen…” Milo said. Kida felt her body shimmer with joy. His left hand landed on her belly and his right on her butt. He was still lusting for her.

“Are you ready to begin the day in our usual fashion of love?”

Kida smiled, but she was also very exhausted. It was only morning.

“King Milo” She said hinting at how tired she was. “You have literally fucked the entire Royal Harem out of their minds… you can’t seriously still have any energy left! Our chambers still stinks of sex and of your potent seed.”

Milo kissed his queen and began to glide his hard cock against her pussy, thus stimulating her.

“None of them can even compare with you, my queen.” He said and Kida felt her body tingle again.

“Fine…” Kida said with a smile. “Your wish is my desire my king… Our Heir is getting a tat unruly anyway…”

She did turn her face against him to make something clear to him.

“But I must insist on you adding more women to the harem. I may be the Queen of Atlantis… But I too struggle to handle your huge cock, King Milo!”

Milo smiled and said: “Fine, my queen.”

“Good,” Kida said. “Now… how do you want me?”

Milo smiled… and pushed her slightly forward so she leaned against the rail of the balcony. He wanted her so he could imagine that he was in fact mounting all of Atlantis. As the King…

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Milo Thatch, better known as King Milo the First of Atlantis, the Hero of Atlantis, The Savior, High Protector of Atlantis Heart, Keeper of Atlantis Secrets and the Undisputed Master of Gibberish. 

Shortly after he had saved Atlantis and sent his friends back to the surface, the people of Atlantis had demanded Milo ascend the throne alongside Kida as Queen. Kida was more than willing to do this. 

Milo was the love of her life, and in the months after their wedding and coronation Kida had not been able to kick the King off of her. 

Day or night, awake or asleep, King Milo was truly a King in every sense of the word. Not only was he hung like the ancient heroes of Atlantis tales, but he was also impossible for Kida to satiate. 

The oldest tales also told of the Kings of Atlantis enormous appetite for women. 

Kida’s father had been an exception to the rule. Shortly after Atlantis had sunk under the waves, the King had disbanded the harem. Much to his disapproval among the people. 

    The harem was more than a way for the King to satiate his needs and spread the royal seed out into the population. It was a symbol of might, power and dominance. It had existed as long as Atlantis itself, and to many, it symbolized Royal superiority. 

Without it… the King was just a blind man aging. 

    The only thing that had kept people from revolting against the old king was that he was a pretty good ruler, and that occasionally a servant girl of the King would show up with a swollen belly - thus showing the people that he was still a King. 

    But now there was a new King. Milo the First. 

And the people adored him. Especially the women of Atlantis. When he walked through the streets he was greeted with flying tits and exposed rumps and the show of open mouths in typical Atlantean Courtship. 

Milo often was carrying a notebook where he often wrote and even drew the people of Atlantis. 

Kida was often with him on these outings and she was pleased to see how popular he was. And she was keen on maintaining hers and Milo’s position. 

    A Council of the People was formed and one of the elders informed Kida that one of the things that the people had openly disapproved of with her father, was his disbandment of the Royal Harem. 

Kida remembered. She had once seen her father’s many “Other wives” gathered in the ancient past. 

She was told about the harem and she was more and more intrigued by it. She thought it was a great way, not only to solidify hers and Milo’s power, but also to help her survive Milo’s endless lust. 

Thus the ancient Royal Harem was reinstated. 

    Kida herself had gone out into the city to find only the most beautiful and most perfect Atlantean women to be chosen for this immense honor. 

She loved her husband the King and she was sure this was gonna boost the production of Royal bastards, but it mattered not. As long as he produced heirs on her, then his majesty could mount and impregnate all of Atlantis for all she cared..

She had found 6 gorgeous women in the streets of Atlantis. Giant tits were a rarity, even among her people, but one she did find who had a set of huge bazongas. 

She had to be included. It was a help that she looked like a goddess and had the body to match. 

All the others had different sizes of hooters, but Kida knew after a few pregnancies they would grow. And pregnancies were gonna happen. Milo was far too good and potent a breeder for anything else to happen. 

Kida had them all lined up naked in the Royal Bedchamber for a final inspection. 

“Ladies, as you know, you are to serve the King in every possible way he could ever imagine.” Kida loudly proclaimed. 

“His majesty’s mighty need is indeed that of the Ancient Kings. And you are to be part of the reinstatement of our once great Royal Harem.” 

None of the women reacted openly. This they had already been told. But they understood this was the official part. 

“You will obey his majesty and satisfy all his needs, however peculiar. And you will mother his bastards, no matter how many, and there is no declining his majesty. You are his property and you will behave as his property. Understood?"

“Yes, Queen Kida!” The girls all said in unison. 

“Good.” Queen Kida said. “Then you are gonna become the new Royal Harem!”

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The old saying, you can lead a horse to water, you can’t make it drink, still rings true to this day. 

Kida had to persuade his majesty that the Harem was more than a necessity, it was a symbol of Royal Power and Royal Potency. Kida explained to the king while she was preparing him for the nightly pounding of the pussy, that this was a good thing. 

“It means the people want you for their king, Milo.” Kida said while stroking his huge cock. She was between his legs on the bed performing the duty of a wife. 

“I literally had to say no to a thousand mothers who were determined to throw their daughters at you. That was how many women were willing to join the harem when I announced it.”

“You could at least have told me that you were planning to make a harem, Kida.”

Milo said only slightly hurt that his wife and queen had gone behind his back. 

“That… or maybe told me that I was going too hard on you… I… I am just excited to have such a hot woman like you for my wife…”

Kida smiled and licked the tip of the king's cock. 

“I made nothing, my king. I only reinstated it. The Harem is as old as the royal house of Atlantis itself. My father got immensely unpopular when he disbanded it. I am bringing it back to help bring back more of Atlantis roots.”

She took the cock in her mouth and sucked him for a while. 

When she resurfaced she looked very happy. 

“And I would never kick off my king or tell him he was fucking me too much…” She said it with a smile. 

“You are the King. And you are to be pleased and satiated. And I am simply not enough… Thus we need the harem… I need the harem.”

She climbed the King and looked down on his face. 

“You are the ultimate ruler of Atlantis… and your seed shall flow through our people like water flows through a forest and brings it life.”

She guided the cock of the King to her pussy. 

“I shall further the bloodline of my royal line… and you shall father it… I alone will carry your children… the harem shall carry all your bastards… even if they number in the hundreds…”

And then, she impaled herself on his cock. Kida gasped as she sank down over the mighty cock of the king. 

The sex that night was better than usual. Perhaps it was the anticipation of the harem.

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The next morning came, and King Milo and Queen Kida began it as they began all mornings. With a long lasting sex act. First when a servant interrupted them and announced that the harem was ready to be greeted, did they stop… after Milo emptied his morning load inside of the Queen’s pussy of course…  

Kida smiled and they quickly washed before getting dressed and heading down to the hall.

When they finally made their way to the hall, Milo was greeted with six gorgeous Atlantean women. All dressed in beautiful robes that suited each of their different physiques. 

Kida made introductions. 

“King Milo, meet the new Royal Atlantean Harem.” 

Milo walked up to the line of women and gawked at them. All six of them. Each one was more beautiful than the next. 

“Their names are Arana, Keta, Malina, Be’atoa, Oana and Ilya.”

They all bowed their heads as their names were said out loud. 

“All born and bred Atlanteans with fertile wombs to carry your seed. All with tested bodies and all of them are of age, if you were in doubt.”

“Uhh, maybe only with this one.” Milo said, pointing at the girl named Ilya. She was looking a little young, but she was an adult. She was beautiful no doubt about that. She had an innocent look to her charms. 

Oana was standing next to her. She had the lushest hooters of them all. Kida was not small breasted at all, but Oana’s tits were massive. Milo already imagined fucking that huge rack while spraying his sperm all over her beautiful face. She had a timid and graceful look. Her long white hair hung like elegant drapes around her oval face.

They moved on to the next. 

Milo looked at the woman next to Oana. She was slightly elderly looking. Meaning she had to be rather old. Kida was thousands of years old and she looked like a 25 year old. This one had the first markings of age, but she was still gorgeous. 

“Be’atoa is the oldest in your harem, and she is, as mentioned, tested. Meaning she has both had a man, and in her case she has at least 3 babies on her hips.”

“At least?” Milo asked. 

“She won't talk about the time before Mehbelmok…” Kida said. She leaned in to whisper in Milo’s ear. 

“It is either shameful or painful. Meaning she either lost too much family, or she was one of the prostitutes of Atlantis… Either way… she knows how to satiate a man like none of the others…”

Milo frowned a little. 

“And… that is alright?”

“I picked her for her skills.” Kida said. “The tester said of all the girls we went through Be’atoa had the best holes he had ever tried. Her pussy can squeeze a lemon, her asshole sucks you in and her mouth work is beyond anything else.”

Milo looked at Be’atoa and he smiled. He was already looking forward to trying her ass. 

“Next is Malina.” Kida said. “I guess you remember her?”

Milo looked. Malina was a typical Atlantean looking woman with her white hair in a ponytail and a soft, warm smile and sparkling eyes. 

“Oh yes… She was… the hostess at the feast with the crew.” Milo said, remembering the first evening and meal at an Atlantean family when they arrived. 

“I remember the food. It was absolutely delicious… uhh… sorry about my poor table manners by the way…”

Malina smiled and nodded at Milo.

”But…” Milo looked at Kida. “Wasn’t she married?”

Milo remembered there being a bald man standing next to her. 

“Nooo,” Kida said while laughing. “That was O’tepko, her father.” 

Malina blushed and smiled a little. 

“Malina is unclaimed,” Kida said. “And will now be your harem wife.”

Milo nodded. He smiled at Malina. She was gorgeous looking and smiled back.

Next was Keta. A tall, strong and proud looking and able bodied woman. Her body was an athletic artwork. Milo remembered her. She was one of the warriors. She was hot, but where the others packed some decorative fat, this woman was pure muscles. Fat was limited on this one. 

“Keta was a pick I made because of the need for variety.” Kida said with a know it all kinda voice. 

“Can’t all be cute little kittens, my king. Need a few lionesses here and there right, Milo?”

Milo nodded eagerly. He smiled at Keta, who blushed and looked away. Shy…? That was a surprise Milo thought. 

“And finally, we have Arana.” Kida said and gestured to the last woman. She reminded Milo a lot about Kida. They could almost look like sisters, but… Milo could also suffer the outsiders' blindness to the native population. Atlanteans all look the same in the stranger’s eyes. 

“Arana is a fine addition. She will make you happy, I am sure of that.” Kida said. 

“Well I… I am also sure of that.” Milo said as he looked Arana in the eyes. She blushed. 

“Alright girls.” Kida said. “Turn around, and let the king inspect the most important parts of you.”

The harem spun around, and Milo got to see them all from behind. A gorgeous ass parade was in front of him.

All were packing nice round butts. Arana's was like Kida’s. Again they resembled each other a lot. 

Keta’s was tight and trained. Milo couldn’t help but grab it, just be sure it was soft enough. Keta let out a little noise, but she tried to hide it. Milo was sure she could pick up her spear with those buttocks. 

Malina’s butt was perfect and round, and Milo caressed it gently. 

Be’atoa’s ass was fine, and it had the shape of a butt that had brought babies to the world. It was a little large, but Milo loved it. He couldn’t wait to bury his face between them and tell her to shake her ass in his face.

Oana’s butt was not as big, but it was well shaped and was also nice looking. 

And finally Ilya had probably the best looking butt of them all. Milo could definitely see himself ramming his cock into her ass. 

“All of them are amazing.” Milo declared. Kida looked pleased. 

“Turn around girls.” Kida said and they all obeyed her. 

“The King is pleased with you all. You are officially the harem. Now… the servants will guide you to the royal chambers.”

They all bowed, and a servant came to escort them to the chambers. 

Milo looked at them walking. 

“Mmmh, you sure have an eye, my queen.” Milo said as they rounded a corner.

“I am your humble servant, my king.” She said and Milo pulled her in for a kiss.

“So uhm… how exactly does it work…?” Milo asked. “How do I spend time between you and the harem?”

Kida smiled and shrugged. 

“You are the king.” She said while kissing him. “Mount them at all times that suits you… The harem chambers are the front chambers of the Royal Bedroom. Call upon them, one of them or all of them whenever you want them. That is what the harem is for. You can go now if you want?”

Kida was teasing him. Milo lifted her up and carried her like a peach in his arms. 

“No… right now… I will focus on you, Queen Kida!”

And with that, they fucked right in the hall. Milo holding one of her legs and planting her up against a pillar. There they stood, on 3 legs, and fucked.

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The harem was quickly settled into the front chamber of the Royal bedchamber. They each sought out a place to call their own bed.

They were all acting a little different to their new situation.  

Arana, Keta, Malina, Be’atoa, Oana and Ilya.

The Royal Harem. All 6 of them had all heard of the honor and the privilege that came with being the harem wife of the king. 

Ilya the youngest seemed to be the most… scared about the new situation. She was a little out of place but Oana came over with a smile and gave her a gentle hug. 

“Easy there little one,” She said as she stroked Ilya’s hair. “You are not taken away from your family.” 

Ilya looked up at her. Oana smiled. 

“We are the king's harem, not his prisoners. Your family is welcome to meet you at all times, and you can also visit them.”

These words made Ilya smile. She had been worried about exactly that. She hugged Oana back, and Oana guided her towards the bed that she had claimed and told Ilya to come and sleep with her. 

Be’atoa had made herself a bed in a more secluded part of the chamber. Choosing isolation over comfort. 

Malina seemed happy to be anywhere and had just picked one of the beds closest. 

Keta slept right in front of the door to the bedchamber. 

And Arana slept right next to Malina. 

There wasn’t much talking. They couldn’t really say they were all friends. They knew each other for sure. After thousands of years in the same city with limited things to do, you learn everyone’s names eventually - but you don’t learn their habits, their interests or their passions. That comes with a closer bond. 

“So uhm… Malina…” Arana said after a while of silence. “How is your family?” 

“Oh they are fine,” Malina said with a smile. “Actually better than fine. You should have seen my father’s face when Queen Kida told him I was to be in the Royal Harem. I was sure he was gonna burst with excitement.”

Arana laughed. She knew her father’s reputation. He was a staunch loyalist to the Royal family. 

The disbandment of the harem had not gone over well. He shared the opinion that the harem was a solidification of the king's actual power.

“A king with no harem is no true king,” Malina said with her deepest voice, trying to imitate her father’s most serious tone. 

“Well,” Arana said. “Now he is a true king. Even if he is an outsider.”

“He is a hero.” Keta said over her shoulder. “Our savior… our true king. He has given us back more than our previous glory… Thanks to him, we are discovering our ancestors' language… The ghosts of our past are ghosts no longer. All thanks to him…”

Arana and Malone looked at Keta. 

That was a tone they weren’t expecting. Of all the women here, Keta had seemed the one less happy to be here. 

“A fan of the king, I take it?” Arana said smiling. 

Keta blushed.

“He is my king… and I am his loyal and dutiful harem wife…”

“And… you like him… right?” Arana said with a teasing tone. She had gone a little closer to Keta. 

“I get it, I truly do…” Arana said. “He is beyond cute… and he has that kind and warm face, and he is such a dork. What is there not to love?”

Keta seemed unwilling to continue that discussion and moved away. 

“Don’t tease her Arana,” Malina interjected. Malina knew Keta a little better. She was a powerful and strong warrior. But she was unclaimed by any man. 

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Hours past and when it was finally beginning to darken, the King and the Queen entered the front chamber and walked through it to the bedchamber. 

The Queen stood in the door and looked at the harem with a smile. 

“Harem…” She said with a smile. “The king desires all of you tonight. It is time to break you all in. Wait for a few minutes and then come in on his command.”

The girls all blushed. The door closed and they all eagerly started to collect themselves. correct their hair or their outfit. 

Then… a few minutes later, the voice of the king called them inside the bedchamber. 

They all gently walked into the bedchamber. Here none of them had ever been. 

It was a big room with pillars all around that supported the roof far above them. The room was held in dark purple and blue colors and it was decorated with the usual artwork and plants in decorative pots. 

They walked around a pillar and came to the bed of the King. A huge monstrosity of a bed, fit for a king… and his entire harem. 

King Milo was already on it. Laying on his back while her majesty the queen was sucking him off. She was between his legs and on all fours, looking slightly like a cat doing the loaf of bread pose.

Her head was moving up and down on the king’s massive cock. She was moaning and gasping and making obscene slurping sounds with every move, for she was in fact trying her best to drive her king nuts. 

The harem all looked at the scene, and then the queen looked at them out the side of her eye. She wasn’t greeting them. Only smiling and continuing her sucking of the king’s cock. Giving them all a taste of who had the true power in the kingdom. Milo was king, and in this bedroom, he was not just king. He was their god. 

Kida was not stopping. She wouldn’t dare to. Here… in this bedroom, she was a woman… and Milo was a man. The dynamic was clear cut and easy to understand. 

The sight of the Queen on all fours with the King’s cock in her mouth was hypnotic to the harem. They were captivated by the sight. Not only because of the Queen’s beauty, but by how… natural and correct it looked. 

That was how it was supposed to look, they all thought. 

Unconsciously the harem was slowly undressing… they had not gotten orders, but… the very fact that they were watching the king and queen’s foreplay and that they had been summoned and… they were the harem… made them understand what to do in this situation. 

The King had desired them… and now… they were to fulfill his desire. One by one, they all stood naked. And one by one they all crawled into the bed to the King and Queen. 

And the moment their hands and knees touched the soft fabric of the bed, they understood… they had just walked into a small parallel world where the roles were very different. 

There were no queen’s in this bed. 

Kida was a woman like themselves, and there was only a god… and his women. On this bed, there was no difference between a harem wife, and a queen. 

Arana was first to come close to the queen’s face, in order to assist in sucking the cock. She needed no orders. She knew what this all meant and what the king desired first. He wanted to be sucked off by all his women. 

Arana took the mighty shaft of the king’s cock in her mouth and began to use her tongue to caress the hard thing with the soft skin. It was already wet from Kida’s saliva, but it mattered not. 

Malina came in from another angle, and began to lick the upper shaft of the cock. She… she dared not place her cooch over his majesty just yet… 

Keta mirrored her position on the other side of the king. And she and Malina began to cross tongues while both attempting to lick the shaft of his majesty. 

Oana was making moves to get close, but as her huge hooters swung around, Milo called her out. 

“Oana,” He said. “No, come here…”

He sat up a little straighter, and Oana came to him. As she did, he laid back down and got her to place herself so her boobs hang and dangled down onto his face. 

“Keep right there,” Milo ordered and Oana kept in her place, and began to moan and gasp the next second, for the king began to gorge himself on her tits. 

Ilya took the mirrored spot of Arana on Kida’s other side, and that left Be’atoa with just one single place left… she got under Kida, somehow, and started licking and sucking his majesty’s balls. 

“Oooh fuck yes… this is amazing!” The king said in a moment where his mouth wasn’t full of Oana’s tits. 

Kida sucked and sucked, but now she was pushed from literally every angle. Her tongue was now no longer the only thing that caressed the king's divine cock… no… now there were five other tongues that all wanted to go to the exact same place at the same time. 

Kida had to release the tip cock from her mouth and all five tongues and their respective lips all tried to get close to that part and caress it. Kida had to push back. Reminding the women that she was the queen. All five tongues tried to get down into the opening of the cock… where all the precious pre-cum was bobbling out… giving them a taste of the treasure inside…

It was so good; Milo thought to himself. And the breasts that he was now suckling were absolutely majestic. He pulled them out of his mouth for a short while to observe them. He had never in his life seen such gorgeous hooters. He shook them and saw the soft flesh wiggle under the movements. 

There was something about the sight of the flesh pared with the enormous stimulation that made everything click. 

“OH FUCK!” Milo roared suddenly as he felt the familiar urge rise like the magma rises before an eruption. 

“I AM… I AM CUMMING!”

And with that… the king’s cock exploded. Kida, who knew her husband the best, shoved her head forward to catch the royal seed with her mouth. As she felt the seed pump into her mouth she also felt 5 heads trying to shove her out of the way to get their share… 

She reluctantly yielded, and drew backwards. Arana’s mouth closed over the tip, and she too got her mouth pumped full of the king’s sperm. The taste nearly made her gag… not because it was disgusting… but because it was so strong… This… this was the true taste of man… the elixir of life itself… And from her king…

As she too got her mouth full Keta was next, and she dutifully allowed the king to fill up her mouth with the seed that one day should make her a mother…

Malina came next and when Keta moved back, she placed her mouth over the king, expecting only drops but no… the king was still pumping at full strength and she was soon full. She had tasted sperm before… but the king was in another league completely.

As she got her share, Ilya hesitantly took her place and she too got a good mouthful… 

The only ones who didn’t get any were Be’atoa and Oana. Be’atoa because she was too late, and Oana because she was still getting her tits sucked. 

Be'atoa knew the girls thought the king was now empty as he wasn’t pumping yet… but Be’atoa knew men better than any of them. She dived her head over the kings cock, and with long, deep strokes she milked the king’s cock for all his last drops still trapped inside the shaft and his balls. 

The king moaned in ways even Kida had never heard him moan and with yet another loud roar. He grabbed the head of Be’atoa and shoved it as far down over his cock as it was possible, and loudly groaned as he violently emptied his nuts into the stomach of Be’atoa. 

“OOOOH FUUUUUCK!” The king groaned as he held Be’atoa in her place for a few long seconds, and finally he let go… dropped down and Be’atoa… slowly moved her head backwards and the long cock of the king came out of her throat and mouth. 

She looked at all the other girls who had just gotten a huge bump of respect for her. 

“What?” Be’atoa said with a shrug. “I know how to handle men… It comes with experience.”

They had all swallowed their load of sperm, except for… Ilya. She still had her cheeks blown up and she looked a little silly.

Kida took pity on her. The poor thing had never tasted the nectar of a man… delicious true, but it was a taste that needed to be introduced.

“Here, let me help you…” She said and grabbed Ilya’s face and stuck her tongue into her mouth. She began to kiss the girl, and thus forced her to swallow her load. What she couldn’t swallow Kida gladly swallowed for her.

When she finally had swallowed it, Ilya gasped and looked grateful at the queen. 

Milo arose from the tits of Oana and looked at his harem, who were looking at him with eyes of wonder and enchantment. 

Milo, knowing fully well they were all his, and he was their entire world now, took what he wanted. And that was Oana… 

He pulled her to her back and her massive tits flew to each side in wonderful wobbly motions. 

She looked up at him with awe and slight shock. Milo stroked his cock and slided it up against her pussy. 

“I am gonna fuck you now, Oana!” He said. 

Oana lifted her rump slightly so his angle was more easy to penetrate her. 

“My king…” She said. “I am yours… for all time…”

With that, King Milo entered the pussy of his first harem wife. Oana gasped and whimpered. She had never in her life had anything of that size up in her tight cunt. She felt the mix of pleasure and sweet pain and… they mixed up and made something completely new… Something… over the top amazing… 

Milo moaned himself as he went balls deep into his new harem wife… and then he started fucking her out of her mind. 

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It had been a long time since the sounds of multiple women getting pleased in the royal chambers had echoed through the cool night air over the sunken city of Atlantis… thousands of years exactly. 

But now… the choir of the royal harem in pure pleasure was finally being heard in the streets of Atlantis, and there was both joy and celebration. The Harem was back. The Royals were now truly Royals. 

Atlantis was back on the right path. 

The city celebrated in the streets. Beer and wine was drunk, music was played and women casually lured their lovers to the more narrow and more secluded places to have them between their legs. But some took another approach. 

A make do scene was set up in one corner of the city’s squares and here a woman her her man started fucking for the entire population around them to see. 

It was safe, all the young ones of the city were all tucked away in their bed. This was a celebration for grown ups only. 

Atlantis celebrated the same way they knew the king and queen now celebrated as well.

And how prophetic they were.

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King Milo fucked Oana in ways she had never ever imagined. Oana was not a virgin. She had once had a boyfriend between her legs, but never had she ever been taken so viciously and so brutally as the king now took her. 

She was in awe of both his technique and his passion. He was using her in the way a man uses a woman. With breathtaking love and a wild sense of urgency that could feel like hate, but was just pure passion. 

As the King got her on top the other women got into the sex act. Arana began to suckle one of her huge tits, and Kida sucked the other. They were not as good as the king. In fact… they bit her far more. But her pain was completely overshadowed by the pleasure the king’s cock gave her as he rammed up into her pussy. 

She screamed and screamed and finally, she felt how the king bursted his sperm into her unprotected womb. 

The warm sensation of the seed was enough to break her mind in the biggest orgasm she had ever had in her entire life… this far… 

Oana collapsed backwards and thus the cock slid out of her pussy, drenched in a cocktail of her pussyjuices and the king’s sperm. 

The other harem women quickly gorged themselves. Arana was first on the cock with Kida right next to her. Milo however was not in the mood for fellatios. No. He wanted their pussies. So he gently but firmly moved his two wives from his cock, and instead turned Arana over so she could be taken. 

She was on all fours. Not exactly how she had wanted her first time with the king, but this was okay. She bit her lip as the King’s cock, still wet from her saliva, penetrated her with ease and she screamed a soundless scream. Her eyes rolled as the King… massive as he was… expanded her to his size alone… 

Arana thanked the old kings for their blessing upon her… she would never take pleasure from any other man… as this cock would be the only one that would ever fit her. 

Milo reached out and grabbed her hair and pulled her backwards to make her back arch, and Arana obeyed her king. She wanted to thank him. The pain from this brought her back to reality so she could once again experience the world of pleasure she was in right now. 

“OOoh yeah… you like that, don’t ya…?” Milo said as he slapped her ass, the same way he slapped Kida’s ass in this position. Milo moved his stance so he could fuck her harder, and when he did Arana began to make sounds again. 

Her moans were quite different from Oana’s. 

Oana was graceful even in her moans of pleasure. Sure she sounded obscene as all does in that situation, but she was beautiful and again graceful in her passion. 

Arana was different. 

Milo would describe her as a complete slut. A whore would sound like this Milo thought. It somehow made him more aggressive. 

“Oh you wanna sound like a whore, huh? I will fuck you like one then!” Milo thought and then began to fuck her even harder and more brutally. 

This of course only made Arana scream harder and moan even louder. 

Kida noticed how the king seemed to feel and moved in to make Arana sound a little less slutty. She approached her face and began to kiss her… putting an end to the noise she put out. They would polish her later. 

Milo continued to fuck her like a whore. And when he finally came, he ejaculated over the face of Arana and Kida sitting next to each other. Their familiar faces somehow made it even hotter. 

Next up was Malina. Milo had her on the floor, as he had to stand for a little while. She was on her knees and sucked his dick in long and slow movements. She was not adept in this maneuver yet, so she couldn’t take him as long as she would like, but Milo didn’t seem to care. 

He caressed her head and smiled at her. That made her happy. 

She continued, until the king asked her to stand. She gave his cock one last kiss and stood up. 

She turned her butt to the king, as she had an idea that he wanted her leaning up against a pillar. And thus… the king guided his cock towards her pussy and penetrated her as deep as he could come. 

Malina whimpered. Milo whispered: “Too much, Malina?”

“No my king,” She instantly whispered. “Please… fuck me…”

She pushed her round rump back and impaled herself deeper on his cock. Milo grabbed her hips and began to fuck her. 

It was a real knee-trembler. 

A standing fuck as old as time itself. 

Many a bastard son of lords and kings has been conceived in this very position, when the wandering eye of a lustful noble or royal fell upon the body of a well shaped commoner’s wife. 

Miller’s daughters, farmers lass, milkmaids, wetnurses and tavern wenches, all of them had carried the sons and daughters of noble and royal lines and thus spread out the seed of the kings throughout the ages. 

It was a symbol of a nation’s virility. A king had mistresses. A King without one was considered a bad omen. Simply because it was so rare… 

But Milo enjoyed the ancient old position. The standing doggy. The oldest of the old. Stretching back to the times before the stone ages. 

Malina felt like a true harem wife. She too instinctively understood that this was a position reserved for ‘the other woman’. 

The woman that was a secret of the king. A woman that was kept in the shadows and adorned, not with fancy embroideries, but in simpler clothes… but always there… a silent shadow of the king. 

In some instances… his true wife. The wife he took out of love… not duty. Her children would never wear a crown. They would probably not even be considered royalty. 

Her new position as member of the Royal Harem gave her future offspring with the king some potential standing, but only the queen could give birth to the king's real children. 

Malina was destined to carry bastards and nothing else. 

King Milo’s mouth was right next to her ear and she heard the intoxicating sounds of his breathing… It excited her immensely. 

“I am cumming… I am cumming Malina!”

Those words made Malina cum instantly. Her pussy clamped down hard over his cock, making the king grunt as his fingers dug into her fleshy buttocks. 

But duty overtook Malina’s mind as she gently but firmly nudged the king out of her pussy and she fell to her knees and opened her mouth to catch the king's seed in her mouth. She grabbed the cock hard and tucked it in vicious strokes to mimic her pussy’s tight grip. 

The seed sprayed out of his cock and landed on her face… coating her in a glittering and shining suit of sperm that she gently rubbed all over her face and torso. 

Milo looked at her confused. Why?

Why not take it inside as he had aimed to. 

Malina smiled up at him. 

“Her majesty should first carry your heir, my king…” she said with a gentle kiss on his cock.

“It would be correct and dutiful of you… Then… we can make our children out of love, with no sense of guilt…”

Milo smiled at her, and had her suck him for a while. 

Then he escorted her to the bed and then his eyes fell on Keta. 

Keta was a sturdy and strong looking woman. Milo wanted to dominate her, brutally fuck her and force her to bend those strong muscles to his will. But… he also wanted to make her feel like a woman in his arms. 

And he could also use a short break. So as he approached her, he got on top of her and started to kiss her.

Keta was completely surprised, but she… welcomed the king between her legs and… as their kissing progressed she felt how the king nudged his cock inside of her soaked pussy. 

She made no effort to resist him. He was the king. And she was his property. As the king went balls deep inside of her, she locked her legs behind his back and clung to him with her strong arms. 

She had… no idea… that… she had this much space inside of her… so much room… for his majesty to fill out… 

A room that all women have… a room… where the seed of life… precious and vulnerable as it is… can take root, grow strong, and prepare… for the entry into the world… A room where darkness and warmth rules… not a void, no… a space… a space… that would expand… not dead silent, no… a room that would echo of life on the outside… 

The darkness that was the beginning of everything. The darkness that we would one day return to… 

Life was bright, loud and cold… Perhaps… death would be warm, dark and… resting… a place where the energy can regather, reform… and be reborn… into light again… 

Keta felt how her room was being filled. The room inside of her. The room… that would carry life… life… back from the unknown… 

Keta opened her eyes, and she saw the king look down upon her with a smile. He was gently fucking her, and Keta had to blink to clear her sight. The king was sweating down on her… like the clouds would rain on Atlantis… And like Atlantis housed her people… she would house his seed. 

Keta didn’t know it, but she had just had a wild and crazy orgasm… she was breaking out of it… slowly and gently… for it had been a wild one… She had screamed… right into the face of the king. She didn't know. Her mind had gone blank. 

Keta… had never had a man between her legs… not really… She… she had sucked off a few men, but… she had never really given herself over to a man to let him… fuck her… 

Keta felt how the king pulled and tugged at her… he was trying to move her around… without having his cock leave her pussy. 

She was finally on all fours, and now… she was in for a wild ride. The king grabbed her hair like he had Arana, but the king was far gentler with Keta and fucked her with longer and deeper strokes. Not viciously and brutally like he had fucked Arana, but with slow and tender movements. 

Keta was perhaps the bulkiest and strongest looking of his wives, but she was hiding a delicate flower behind all those prickly thorns.

Milo fucked her good and he was actually enjoying her a lot. Her pussy was top notch and her body was so well trained and so bulky she was a marvel to look at. Her long hair was in contrast to her very masculine body, but her feminine features were there… hidden under the layers of muscle… 

Keta was kept away from losing her mind to orgasms by Milo’s tight grip on her hair. It was actually great… now… she could be present of mind to feel it all. How wise the gods had been to give human’s hair on their heads.

Keta felt how the king's cock swelled inside of her and her instincts told her what was coming. The filling… her inner room was to be empty no longer. 

Both of the king's hands got hold of her mane… and she felt how he tucked and pulled her backwards, and she helped, shoving her butt backwards and her pussy started clamping down hard around the cock… milking it for the seed that was so eager to leave it. 

Milo roared, and slammed his groin against Keta’s buttocks and with a hard tug backwards Keta felt how her womb got filled up to the boon with the king’s sperm. It was so boiling warm… Life had entered her darkness… the light from lit… a beacon of eternal hope was now shining… a shimmering sparkle that would set everything in motion and expand… inside of her.

Milo tossed Keta to the mattress and pulled his cock out of her. She was face down and ass in the air. She had passed out… and she was still cumming… 

Milo walked over to Ilya who was getting her pussy petted by the queen. 

“Calm down little dove…” Kida whispered in her ear as she moaned. Her pussy was so cute and fine. 

“His majesty is gonna be completely enchanted by your charms.”

Kida licked her ear. Making Ilya gasp and whine in pleasure. 

Milo ascended upon her, and with a few gentle nudges… did he manage to push himself inside of the extremely tight virgin pussy of Ilya. 

Ilya gasped and whimpered, but the queen relentlessly kept whispering in her ear. 

“Endure it… endure it little dove…” She whispered intensely. “It is gonna be hard the first time… but take it… take it all the way… that’s it… good girl…”

Ilya felt how her body was feeling like it was getting electrified… her legs wanted to kick and jolt. Her back wanted to bend, and her fingers dug deep into the fabric of the bedding… 

But at last… she felt how the king was inside of her… 

She let out a long and lasting whine… 

“That’s it… that’s it…” Kida said stroking her head. “Good girl… good girl…”

Kida turned to the king who was waiting until the vice grip of her cunt would relent a little. 

Kida smiled at him and kissed him. 

Milo fucked Ilya gentler than any of the others. She was smaller in frame, but not a lot. She was a gorgeous woman. Petite perhaps, but not too young. She was hundreds of years old. Older than Milo. She was simply just… smaller in her frame. Until a time would come when she would be used for the king’s size, she would endure the immense pleasure and the wonderful pain… as a good wife. 

Milo came inside of her hard and firmly. But as he did he saw a smile on Ilya’s face, and she kissed the Queen back now… Probably feeling more like an equal to her now. 

King Milo stood among his harem and looked at them all. One remained untouched. Unclaimed by him. 

Be’atoa… He looked at her in her corner of the bed. She made eye contact with him, and Milo stepped over Keta to get to her.  

Be’atoa seemed remarkably unfazed by all that had happened. As if it was all the scenes she had seen before. If she was as old as Kida had explained it was probably the fewest of things she had never seen before. She had probably forgotten more about the world than Milo would ever know about it. 

Milo however was fascinated by her, and by her looks. She had the appearance of an old lioness. An aura of powerful knowledge that rhymed well with her looks. She had a grace around her looks. It wasn’t the same as Oana’s grace, but an elegance that reminded Milo of the fine ladies that frequented the museum where he once worked. Ladies of elegance and education. 

Milo was unsure with this one. She seemed less interested and slightly immune to his otherwise dominating presence. 

Milo simply smiled at her and Be’atoa smiled back. Almost teasingly. As if she was mocking him for his hesitation. 

“Well?” She asked, quite mockingly. Her smile was even a taunt. 

“Well what?” Milo asked her. 

“Well, how do you want me, your majesty?” Be’atoa asked. 

“I am still imagining that.” Milo said. I want to know what angle is best to enjoy you in. 

Be’atoa smiled. Less tauntingly and more… warmly. 

“Well…” She said again and rolled onto her stomach. She spun around so her bum was facing Milo in all its wide beauty. She was by far the broadest ass in his harem. 

“Most of my suitors claim… I am best from this angle…”

Milo gawked and his cock was instantly hard. She was smiling back at him. Her smile was an enigma. Was she happy or was she just trying to taunt him…? Was she secretly mad? 

Milo decided he didn’t care what she was. He knew what she was. She was his harem wife, and if she claimed to be best from behind, well then he was gonna test her on her word. 

He got into position, reluctantly. He knew that by playing her game he gave her a sense of power. He needed to crash all ideas of her being in any form of power. He was the king. Best he showed her that now. He guided his cock to her pussy, and with a shove, he entered her pussy. 

She was tighter than he had expected. And unexpectedly, she moaned… but as expected… even her moans had a hidden taunt in it. Whether it was intended or not was unknown to Milo, but he knew it pissed him off… In a good way. 

    It made him wanna fuck her even harder and somehow, fucking her harder made her cunt feel even tighter. 

Milo felt how she was soft and deliciously warm on the inside, but her entrance had a vice grip. 

It was magical. 

But her moans kept sounding mocking and taunting to him. As if she found him sweet and cute… like a bunny. 

Even the looks she gave him over her shoulder told him that he was not exactly impressing her… but he sure was entertaining her. 

That pissed Milo off to no end. So… he wanted to teach this fucking bitch a lesson. One she would not forget… He was the KING!

He pulled his cock out of her cunt and aimed a little higher, and with one single thrust… 

Be’atoa’s mouth opened in a complete ‘O’ and her eyes nearly rolled into the back of her skull. And Milo finally felt a glimpse of satisfaction. He had shut up the bitch. 

And he had to admit… her ass… was even better than advertised… it was even better than her cunt. Oh man… it was a magical hole for sure. 

Milo began to fuck, and finally the moans and gasps of Be’atoa was not mocking. They were genuine and they were fantastic. She sounded good getting her ass stuffed. Milo slapped her huge ass over and over again. This would NOT be the last time he fucked her anally. Nope! She was his backdoor bitch from now on. 

Oh well… he would get up the ass of all the women in his harem, but damn was Be’atoa a fine start. 

Milo fucked her as long as he could, and when he finally was cumming he pulled out his cock and grabbed her hair and pulled her around so he could shove his cock all the way down her throat again. 

Oh sweet god it was good. Milo felt her nose pressed against his belly and he kept her there until he had once again emptied his nuts. 

Then… when she had to breathe again… he pulled her away and tossed her to the bed again. 

“Phew!” Milo said as he fell back down on the mattress with all his women around him. 

“That was great… Wow…” Kida came up and snuggled up close to him. 

“Are you satisfied, my king?” She asked him. “Is the harem sufficient?”

“Yes,” Milo said. “They are each and every one of them perfect in their own way. They will do quite nicely.”

Milo looked at Kida. 

“But you, and you alone, are my Queen, Kida.”

Kida smiled and kissed him. 

There was peace and happiness in the lost Empire that night. 

The Royal House was Royal once again. 

And soon they would rise out of the depths of the shadows and become a true force again. 

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To be continued.