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The Sultan's Hospitality

Prelude

This is a story of fantasy that bridges ancient and modern times - with apologies to any female readers. It's been put in the erotic coupling section, but there are several other categories which better fit some parts of the story. Please note that it won't make much sense unless you read it from the beginning. It's a long story, but there are juicy bits in it at regular intervals.


* * * * *

Alex was pleased with himself. He had finished the project for the Sultan early and well within budget but had nevertheless attained the quality required. The Sultan too was very pleased. They had returned to his hotel after inspecting Alex's work and everything was just as Alex had claimed.

"Mr. Alexander, I have a few more similar projects coming up soon. Would you be prepared to quote for the work?"

"Of course."

"Excellent. In that case, I would be honoured if you would visit me in my country and spend a few days at my palace as my guest. I could then show you around. We could get to know each other better and of course discuss the new projects."

"I would be delighted to do so."

"Good - I'll get one of my private secretaries to contact you to make the arrangements. Now, if you will excuse me, I must leave as I have a plane to catch." The two men bade each other farewell and Alex set off back to his office.

"How did it go?" enquired Penny, his secretary.

"Fantastic! He's delighted, as I knew he would be and he's asked me to fly out and spend a few days at his palace to discuss more work."

"I had every confidence in you, Alex."

"Anything happening here?"

"No, it's been very quiet - no phone calls, nothing."

"Well, it's always quiet after a holiday weekend. Have you had any lunch yet?"

"No, not yet."

"Okay, c'mon - I'll take you out to lunch to celebrate." He took her to a nearby restaurant, which he used occasionally to entertain clients. They just made it in time before the restaurant stopped taking lunch orders. "Since we're celebrating, let's have some wine with the meal."

By the time they finished eating it was gone half three. "Not a lot of point going back to the office at this time; shall I drop you off at your flat?"

"That's very kind of you and thank you for a wonderful meal." He followed her directions and ten minutes later they were outside her flat. "Are you coming in for a coffee - sober you up after all that wine?"

"Uhm, well, why not."

She led the way and a few minutes later, they were in her kitchen. He leant against the counter and watched her put the kettle on and make the coffee. Fabulous legs - in fact she was fabulous all round - long blond hair and a well trimmed figure. He remembered interviewing her, a couple of years ago. Her looks had certainly helped her get the job, but she'd proved to be good at her work too. She turned and caught his eye. She looked away again - yes, he was definitely checking her out. She carried the coffee through to the lounge and set the mugs on the coffee table. She sat down on the sofa and invited him to do the same.

After a few minutes small talk, she caught his eye again. It was one of those moments when both sides realise that the attraction is mutual. The conversation stopped dead and in the ensuing silence their two heads slowly inched towards each other, with neither side wanting to make the first move in case they had misunderstood the situation and would end up making a fool of themselves. When their lips were almost touching, Alex reached up, put his hand behind her neck and gently pulled her into their first kiss. The kiss was short and gentle. They both pulled back slightly and looked at each other with slightly shocked expressions.

The next kiss was anything but gentle. Two years' worth of pent up frustration were unleashed in a split second and they were all over each other. As soon as he gained the confidence to do so, he moved his hand onto her tits, feeling them through the material of her blouse and bra underneath. They broke their kiss a second time, but this time their expressions were of hunger.

His hand was still on her tit, but it was now motionless. Without breaking eye contact, she reached up and undid the buttons on her blouse. The invitation was not lost on Alex and he felt a jolt of desire course through his cock. She leant in for another kiss and immediately they were all over each other again. Alex ran his hand over her body under her blouse and round to the clasp of her bra, which he undid with one hand. His other hand then pushed the bra aside so that he could fondle her bare tits. She was now tugging at the belt of his trousers. They broke the kiss again.

"Shall we go somewhere more comfortable?"

He nodded.

She stood and taking his hand, led him into her bedroom. Once again, they were all over each other, pulling each others' clothes off as fast as they could. When she was naked, she turned away, pulled the covers of the bed back and got on it. Alex joined her as soon as he too was naked.

He went straight for her tits; he kneaded them, cupped them, squeezed them and kissed them. His hand then travelled down over her stomach to the deep valley between her legs. She opened them slightly to give him better access and he slipped a finger into her slit. After running his finger up and down a few times, he dipped it into her cunt. She gasped when his finger penetrated her. He withdrew it and began to finger her clit.

"Oh, yes, Alex, oh yes. Oh, that's lovely. Arrghhh, yes."

He continued to finger her, gradually building her passion until she was thrashing about all over the bed. She was now moving about so much, he could hardly keep his finger on the right spot.

"Oh, Alex, I want you inside me. Make love to me. I've waited two years for this - please don't keep me waiting any longer. Arrrghhhh, yes - put it in please."

He moved round and positioned his cock at the entrance to her cunt. He pushed forward slowly, and buried the first inch inside her.

"Oh, Alex, stop teasing me, I want all of you in me, now."

He pushed another inch in.

"Oh, my god - fuck me, Alex, put it all in and fuck me hard."

He pushed and another inch went in.

"Alex! Stop teasing me. I want it all."

He rammed the rest of it right in and she came immediately.

"Arrgghhhh. Oh, my god! Arrrrgggggghhh, yes, oh, my god, I'm coming. Arrrrghhhh."

He was now thrusting hard and as she bucked around underneath him.

"Alex, oh my god, fuck me, hard as you can, I love your cock inside me - empty your balls in me - I need your cum."

He paused and then thrust hard, emitting a guttural groan as he did so. The first spurt of cum flooded into her cunt.

"Yes, Alex, give it to me."

He paused and then thrust again. The second spurt flooded into her and she cried out again.

Five spurts later, he was spent. He flopped down on top of her, panting. After a few moments to recover, he rolled off to her side. It had been short and sweet - very sweet.

"Jesus Christ, Penny, that was fantastic - I never knew a woman could be so passionate."

"And I've never known a man take two years to find out." They both laughed.

"Believe me, I've wanted to make love to you many times, but I held back trying to stick to a professional business relationship."

"And you're married too."

"Well, yes, I guess that's also a factor. But now that we've done it once, I'll be after you every day."

She laughed. "I'll hold you to that."

They lay together for some time, exchanging a few words every so often until it started to get dark. "What time is it?"

Penny looked at her bedside clock. "Just gone six."

"I should really be on my way."

"Promise me this won't be a one off."

"You kidding! As I've already said, I'll be after you every day from now on."

They got up and Alex used the bathroom to wash and clean himself up. Then after a goodbye kiss he was gone.

* * * * *

"Hi honey, I'm home."

His wife Wendy, looked out from the kitchen. "Alex, you're back! How did it go."

"Really well. The Sultan is very pleased. Wants me to visit him in his palace next to discuss more work."

Wendy threw herself into his arms. "That's fantastic, when?"

"Don't know yet, but probably later in the month."

"Does that mean we can order the new kitchen, now that the money's flowing again?"

"Guess so, darling."

"Hopefully, you'll also have a bit more time for me too before the next project starts."

"That'll be good."

"Starting right now." She reached down and fondled his cock through his trousers. "This fella hasn't had much use recently, what with you being too busy and too tired after your work. Hope you're not too tired tonight."

"Er, no - you try and stop me," he replied, but inside he was panicking. Christ, he was thinking, hope I've got enough left for her. Hope I washed all traces of the afternoon off too.

She reached down with the other hand, undid his trousers and fished his cock out. Taking hold of it, she pulled him upstairs and into the bedroom. Once there, she knelt down and took him into her mouth. He held his breath - would she notice anything? He was hardening slowly as she worked her magic with her tongue and he gradually relaxed. If she hadn't noticed anything by now, the danger was probably past. Thank Christ he'd washed himself carefully after fucking Penny! He was now hard. Thank Christ for that too - he would have had a difficult time explaining why, had he not got hard.

"Looks like he's ready for some action!" Wendy exclaimed. She undressed and moved over to the bed. "How do you want me tonight?"

"How about from behind?" He chose that position because she'd be less likely to notice any remaining traces of Penny's perfume on his body that way. Of all the days Wendy decides to be fruity, she would pick the one day that he'd hoped she'd not be interested.

Wendy turned and knelt on all fours on the edge of the bed. He ripped his own clothes off, walked up behind her and fingered her slit whilst stroking his cock with the other hand. She was obviously very turned on already - must be the thought of that new kitchen!

He stepped forward and slowly fed his cock into her until his balls were resting on the backs of her legs.

"Oh, Wendy - that feels fantastic."

"Never mind that - just fuck me."

He grabbed hold of her waist with both hands and started thrusting. He'd enjoyed the afternoon fucking Penny, but his wife was good too. Since he'd already come once this afternoon, he was going to be able to last a long time - that should please her. He thought about fucking Penny again tomorrow - would it be possible? Could he manage them both if they were both after him at every opportunity? He'd certainly have to be careful not to get caught.

He was now thrusting hard and Wendy was gasping and moaning. "Oh, Alex, I love it when you pound me from behind - it's so animalistic. Keep going. I'm near; keep going. Pound me with that big cock of yours."

He continued his deep thrusting, causing her to gasp every time his balls slapped against her legs. He could see the sides of her tits bouncing about with each thrust. After fifteen minutes of vigorous exercise, his knees were getting weak, so he changed position slightly to relieve the strain. The most sensitive part of his cock was now rubbing against her pubic bone and he was not going to last much longer.

"Arrghhhh, yes, Alex, arrrrrrrrgh." Wendy came with much grunting and gasping just as Alex unleashed a torrent of hot sticky cum into her. He collapsed onto her back and slid his hands underneath her to grope her tits.

"My god, Wendy, that was fantastic. What made you so sexy this evening?"

"Dunno! I just felt like a good pounding tonight. You've been working on that project so much recently, this was the first opportunity."

He stood up straight and backed away, causing his now flaccid cock to slip out. "Dunno about you, but I need a shower."

"We'll have one together - I might even be able to make you hard again."

He laughed. "If you can make it hard, you can have it."

They showered together and she did manage to get some response out of him, but not enough for any action.

"I guess I'm just too tired - could do with a break after that project."

* * * * *

In the morning, Alex arrived early for work but Penny had beaten him to it. "Well, good morning! How's my sexy secretary today?"

"Still feeling sexy, just like yesterday," she replied.

"Well, I'll have to do something about that if I get a chance between meetings. What's my diary looking like today?"

She clicked on the icon on her laptop to open his diary and glanced at her watch. "You've got a tit-grope in two minutes, followed by a blow-job at 8:30 and a quickie at 8:40. Then at 9:30, Fred Morgan is due for a planning meeting."

He laughed. "In that case, we'd better get started in case the old codger is early." He locked the door and then led her into a small alcove where there were several filing cabinets, a printer, a photocopier and various other large objects. At the back, they were completely out of sight of anyone who might look through the window or the glass door.

He pulled her into his arms and kissed her passionately. Within a couple of minutes, he had the hem of her blouse pulled out from her skirt and her bra undone. He was right on schedule for the tit-grope.

After playing with her tits and kissing her for several minutes, he paused and leant back. She took the hint and dropped down onto her knees. She undid his trousers, pulled his cock out and took it into her mouth. Alex groaned with pleasure. She sucked him till he was rock hard then stood back up. She turned away from him, leant over the photocopier and stuck her bum out.

"Try not to get cum on my skirt."

"I'll do my best."

He undid the belt of his trousers and let them drop to the floor. He didn't want cum on them either. He lifted the hem of her skirt up and tucked it under her belt. She was wearing a dainty pair of pink panties, which he took hold of and pulled halfway down her legs. Stepping forward, he aimed his cock and pushed.

"Arghhh, yes, Alex. Squeeze my tits while you fuck me."

He pushed her blouse and bra up out of the way and clamped his hands on both tits then started thrusting. Within minutes, they were both gasping with pleasure. The photocopier started whirring - they must have leant on the start button by mistake.

"I'm coming Penny, god, you're fantastic."

"Fill my pussy with cum."

He did.

"Arrrrrghh, yes, oh, god, keep going, fuck me hard. Arrrghhhhh, yes, arrggghhhhhh."

They both calmed down after their quickie. "God, I needed that," said Penny. Don't suppose you've got a tissue, have you?"

"There's a couple in my trouser pocket. Hold on, I'll bend down and get them - next time we'll have to remember to get them ready beforehand."

Penny laughed. "Forward planning!" She retrieved the paper from the photocopier out-tray. It was blank. "Fortunately, the lid was down; otherwise, there'd be a photocopy of my tits here."

"I'd frame it and hang it over my desk."

She laughed. "Yeah, right!"

They wiped themselves with the tissues and sorted out their clothing. Penny then disappeared to the ladies' cloakroom to clean herself up properly. When she got back, Alex went to the gents' to do the same. When he returned, Fred Morgan was sitting there, waiting for the 9:30 meeting. Alex looked at Penny; that was close! He hoped the office didn't smell of sex, but if it did, Fred gave no clue that he had noticed.

After Fred had left, Alex and Penny couldn't stop giggling. "That was a bit close - too close in fact. We'll have to be more careful next time. We should open the window too to refresh the air."

"I was desperate," replied Penny. "I needed your cock in me."

A few minutes later, one of the Sultan's private secretaries rang to discuss Alex's trip to the Sultan's palace. They agreed on some dates and the secretary said he would make the arrangements and send the plane tickets by courier.

"You're going to have to do without my cock for several days, I'm afraid. I'm flying out on the twentieth and returning overnight on the twenty fifth."

"Don't you need a secretary with you to take notes while you're there - and of course to look after all your other needs?"

He laughed. "Would be nice - very nice in fact, but I'd be pushing my luck to ask, since they're paying for everything and in any case, someone's got to man the office."

"Yeah, I know - just wishful thinking on my part."

"It's not the place for a woman anyway - someone as attractive as you would probably end up in his harem."

"You're joking! Has he really got a harem?"

"No idea - doubt it in this day and age."

Later that afternoon, a courier arrived with a package for Alex. It contained his itinerary and the return plane tickets.

"Wow!" exclaimed Alex, "They're first class tickets! I've never flown first before."

Over the next ten days, he fucked Penny almost every day, sometimes in the office and sometimes in her bed. Wendy too was going through one of her fruity periods, so he had to manage her too. It wasn't easy and he had to be very careful not to get caught.

* * * * *

On the day of his trip, Alex woke early and fucked his wife before they got up. "Wendy, that will have to last you till I get back."

"I'll be waiting - probably need your cock the minute you get in."

"By then I shall be desperate anyway, so you better be ready for me." They got up and after breakfast, he drove to his office.

His secretary pounced on him. Alex, I hope you've got time for me before you're picked up. He did and they fucked in the stationery alcove, which had become their regular sex-location when they didn't have time to go to her place.

"Don't go messing about with any of those girls in the Sultan's harem, will you."

"No chance! I don't want to end up as one of the eunuchs in it."

She laughed.

Dead on time, a car arrived and took him to the airport. He checked in and then relaxed in the first class lounge until the flight was called. The flight was uneventful and Alex enjoyed the unaccustomed luxury of flying first. On arrival, he cleared customs and immigration and immediately spotted a man holding a board up with his name on it. The car was parked right outside the terminal, rather than in the car park. The police knew better than interfere with the Sultan's private fleet of cars and some time later, they arrived at the Sultan's palace.

"Mr. Alexander, welcome!" The two men greeted each other like long lost friends. "I hope you didn't overindulge on the plane, because we have a traditional meal planned for this evening, followed by some traditional entertainment, which I'm sure you will enjoy."

"Well, the food on the plane was excellent, but I took your advice and only ate lightly and that was several hours ago. I am looking forward to whatever is planned for this evening."

"Excellent! Dinner will be in about an hour - in the meantime, I'll get someone to show you to your room. If you wish to shower or have a bath, please feel free to do so. Despite the desert environment, we have an almost unlimited supply of water, provided by a desalination plant."

An aide showed Alex to his room and an hour later, knocked on the door to collect him again. He led Alex to a large room with a dining table and some lounge furniture. There was also a large empty area, presumably for the entertainment, which was to follow.

Alex and the Sultan sat at the table and were served by three stunning girls. Alex wasn't sure whether it would be considered impolite to look at them, so he did his best to only steal short glances when they served him. The Sultan noticed his dilemma and laughed.

"They are very attractive, don't you think?"

"Yes, indeed."

"They will dance for us later, so you'll be able to get a better look at them. But don't be shy to look now."

"One of them is blond. I didn't think you had any blonds in this part of the world."

"Ah, yes, the blond - from Scandinavia. I have a team of scouts who search for suitable girls, mostly locally, but sometimes from afar. They know my tastes and if they spot one, they make an offer on my behalf, which most girls find hard to refuse."

"An offer? How does that work?"

"Well, if they come across a suitable girl, they offer her a one year contract with a final bonus that depends on how well she pleases me. Even without the bonus, the girl can return home with more money in her bank account than she had ever dreamt of. The best ones can earn even more by agreeing to join my harem for a three year period, but they must be virgins on arrival to qualify for that."

Alex was stunned. "Your harem?"

"Yes, I have about twenty girls in my harem. It sounds a lot, but of course, at any one time, a quarter of them are unavailable because it's the wrong time of the month for them. Some are perhaps nearing the end of their contract and I've lost interest. Of the rest, I usually have half a dozen favourites and the others: well it's nice to have a change every now and then. I used to have more than twenty, but if I have too many, I don't have time for my wives."

Alex was even more stunned. "Your wives? How many have you got?"

"Four of course - it's the standard number. Unlike the harem girls, my wives may be seen in public. In fact, I often take one or more with me when I travel abroad - unless of course there are going to be suitable local girls available."

"Of course," replied Alex. He had decided that nothing else could surprise him any more.

The two men looked at each other and burst out laughing.

"Mr. Alexander, I like you. You think like me. I believe we're going to get on fine."

"And what about these three dancing girls - are they part of your harem?"

The Sultan laughed. "No, of course not. I am the only man who ever sees the harem girls, well, apart from the eunuchs of course, but they don't count as men."

Alex was speechless: eunuchs - was the Sultan taking the piss?

"The girls remain within the walls of the harem for the entire three year contract except when they come to my bedroom which is next to the harem. We did have a man once who climbed over the wall, despite its height, but the eunuchs caught him - his remains were fed to the vultures."

Alex gulped. He was struggling to take everything in.

The Sultan continued: "These three girls who are serving our dinner, are on a one year contract and were not offered a three year harem contract. To be eligible to be a harem girl, I must be the only man ever to have fucked them, though what they do after they leave is of course up to them. Also, some girls, like these three are not quite good enough to join the harem."

"Not quite good enough? They look perfect to me!"

The Sultan laughed again. "Well, yes, almost. But just because they aren't part of my harem, doesn't mean that I can't enjoy them too. The redhead in particular is very fiery - last time I fucked her I had to tie her down to keep her still - but she enjoys that. Anyway, eat - cold food that's supposed to be hot is not good."

Alex ate in silence. He was struggling to take it all in. Was the Sultan being serious? Harems and eunuchs in the twenty first century?

After the meal, which Alex really enjoyed, the Sultan led him to a couple of armchairs facing the empty area in the room. They sat down.

"Can I offer you some tea? We have most sorts, but I recommend the mint tea with a touch of rosewater in it."

"That sounds intriguing; yes please."

The Sultan raised is hand and an aide stepped forward to take the order. Moments later, the music started and the three girls danced in. They paused in front of the two men as if they were on inspection, then when the Sultan nodded, they started their belly dance. The aide arrived with the tea and placed it on two low tables at the sides of the armchairs.

All three dancing girls were wearing miniskirts, cut low on the waist so as to show as much of their bellies as possible. Their tops consisted of elaborate bikini tops or bras, with strips of cloth hanging down and various glittery bits. Alex looked at each girl in turn - a blond, a redhead and a brunette. All three had hair that ran right down their backs, almost to their waists. The blond's hair was straight, but the other two had thick curly hair. Alex's cock was twitching. Any of them, he thought, just give me any one of them. He pictured the redhead having to be tied down so that the Sultan could fuck her and his cock started to rise. When the girls weren't looking, he adjusted his trousers. The Sultan noticed and laughed.

"I see that you approve."

Alex laughed too. "They're fabulous - all three of them. And they way they move their hips - it's very erotic."

"They're highly trained - I'll explain later."

The Sultan clapped his hands twice to attract the girls' attention and then made some gesture with both hands: starting with his hands together, he moved them apart. Alex saw it out of the corner of his eye, but its meaning was lost on him. The girls however understood. They reached behind their backs, undid the clasps of their tops and then threw them down in front of the two men. Oh, my god, thought Alex as six tits came into view. Oh, my god.

The Sultan smiled and leant towards Alex so that he could talk above the music. "This is how they normally dance - I prefer it this way. But usually if westerners are present, they dance with their tops on. However, if I've judged you correctly, you would also prefer it like this, but if it offends you, just say and I'll get them to put their tops back on."

"Yes," said Alex, "er, I mean no. It certainly doesn't offend me; in fact I think it's fantastic."

The two men sat there watching the girls dance, their tits jiggling about in time to the music. Both cocks were now rock hard and both men had tucked them under their belts.

The Sultan leant towards Alex again. "So which girl do you think is the best?"

"Erm, I don't know really - they're all fabulous."

The Sultan clapped twice to draw the girls' attention and then beckoned them towards him. The girls danced towards the Sultan and the first to arrive rubbed her tits on the Sultan's face. He reached up and groped both tits. She skipped away and repeated the action on Alex. Oh, my god, he thought as his nose disappeared into the cleavage between her tits - and that perfume! He too had a quick grope before she pulled away. When all three girls had rubbed their tits in the faces of both men, they skipped away and continued their dance.

"So which girl do you think is the best?" the Sultan repeated.

"What a difficult choice; they're all perfect, it's impossible to choose."

"Yes, but if you had to make a choice, which would it be?"

Alex thought about it and studied them for some time before answering. "Well, it wouldn't be the blond because I've got a blond wife, so I'd go for something different."

"Oh, I'm surprised," said the Sultan, you've got a blond secretary too, whom I understand you are also enjoying."

Alex turned to the Sultan in shock. How the hell did he know that?

"Don't be alarmed, no offence was intended. I'm sure that you tried to find out a little about me before doing business with me, for example, by entering my name into Google."

Alex nodded.

"Well, I asked my staff to find out a bit about you too - it's only natural. I like to know who I am working with. If I give you these new contracts, I will be entrusting you with very large sums of money. The fact that you're enjoying your blond secretary was just commented on in passing in the report and is really of no concern. It certainly would never be used against you. In fact, quite the opposite - you're a man like me and I like that. Also, I certainly wouldn't have asked the girls to take their tops off had the report come back that you don't enjoy women."

Alex laughed. "Fair enough - I'm not offended in any way."

"So," continued the Sultan, "you wouldn't choose the blond. The redhead, as I've already said is fiery. Do you like fiery women or submissive ones?"

"Er, I've never really thought about it."

The Sultan laughed again. He was teasing Alex and Alex knew it. "The one on the right, the brunette, she's got a fantastic hip action. Have you noticed?"

Alex looked at her carefully. "Yes, now that you've pointed it out, she's better at it than the other two."

"When she does that with a man inside her, it gives the man unbelievable pleasure. That's one of the things we train them for."

Alex gulped. Oh, my god! His cock, which was already rock hard, grew another inch.

"So, which girl do you think is the best?"

"Well, if I was stuck on a desert island and could only have one companion, I think, based on what I now know, it would have to be the brunette."

The Sultan laughed. "Well, I've tried all three and she's a good choice, but the other two are good too."

The girls finished their dance and were replaced by a group of musicians who performed various traditional pieces, some of which Alex enjoyed, but much of what they played was too different to western style music. A singer joined them and he was quite good in Alex's estimation. But Alex's mind was on other things. He imagined a combination of the redhead and the brunette - having to be tied down to keep her still enough to fuck her, but with the hip action of the brunette. He could hardly wait to get to bed so that he could jerk himself off. He thought of Penny. Had she been here too, he would have fucked her senseless tonight - or even Wendy. In fact, he was so wound up, just about any available girl would have been fucked senseless by him tonight. But sadly, it wasn't to be; he was alone, so his hand would have to do.

At the end of the evening, the Sultan outlined the plan for the next day and told him that someone would wake him at 7:30. He wasn't yet used to the time difference, so he just nodded. The Sultan waved at one of the aides, who came over to escort Alex through the maze of corridors to his room.

* * * * *

The aide opened the door to Alex's room and then closed it after him. Alex headed straight for the bathroom, intending to brush his teeth before undressing. But then he heard a noise behind him and looked round. There on the bed sat the brunette, dressed just as she had been for the dance with her tits on display. The shock on his face took several seconds to change into a big grin. So, the Sultan's theoretical question hadn't been theoretical after all. She was his for the night! Oh, my god!

"I come, for make you happy in night, yes?" Her English may not have been perfect, but everything else about her was.

Alex was too stunned to answer. All he could think about was that hip action. Oh, my god!

"You tired after fly plane - need have massage, yes?"

"Er, yes, please."

"You go bathroom, get ready, I prepare."

Alex was in and out of the bathroom in no time flat. He stripped off all his clothes except his underpants, which were sporting a massive tent-like bulge.

He lay on the bed face down as instructed and waited. The brunette started to massage his arms and then moved down to do his legs. It felt wonderful. After that, she straddled him and massaged his shoulders and back, gradually shuffling down was she went. He could feel her bare skin of her legs on his body. Eventually, she was finished. "You turn over, yes?"

Alex turned over and she looked at the bulge in is underpants. "I see you like."

"Yes, you're very good."

She straddled him again and massaged his upper body. He couldn't take his eyes off her tits. Was she wearing anything under that skirt? It didn't feel as if she was. His mind was working overtime. Would he get to experience that hip action that the Sultan had said was so good?

"You touch if want."

He reached up slowly and fondled her tits, not quite knowing if he had misunderstood, but she just smiled. He was now massaging her tits just as much as she was massaging his body. When she had finished the massage, she climbed off him.

"You want fuck now?"

"Oh, my god. Yes."

She leant forward and pulled off his underpants. His rock hard cock sprang into view.

"I very little, you very big. Maybe too tight?"

Oh, my god. "No, just right!"

She was grinning - was she teasing him too?

She climbed back on him and lifted her skirt up; she was naked underneath as he had suspected. She shuffled forward and gradually lowered herself down onto his cock.

Oh, my god, please don't let me come within the first ten seconds. I'm so sexed up I'm nearly there already and all she done so far is slide down onto me. Christ, she's perfect. Have I died and gone to heaven?

The brunette started bobbing up and down. It felt more than fantastic. He reached up and took hold of her tits and was just settling down, when it started: the hip action accompanied by the squeezing of her cunt muscles. It was a lost cause; there was no way that Alex could resist that kind of action - no way that he could hold back.

"Oh, god yes, aaargghhhh, oh god, arrrrghhhh." She pumped him dry. It had taken her less than a minute.

He lay there panting; she just smiled.

"You have no girl for whole month, no?"

Alex tried not to laugh. Even though he'd fucked both his wife and his secretary this morning, this girl had still managed to get him off in record time.

"Watching you dance and then the massage, I nearly came just by looking at you. You're incredibly sexy."

"No worry - tonight, I make up whole month no girl, yes?"

She climbed off him, ran to the bathroom to fetch a towel, returned and wiped him dry. "When you better, we do again, yes? Next time, you make fuck long time."

He nodded. "Yes." Oh, my god!

She removed her skirt and climbed into bed, naked, beside him. Alex just lay there marvelling at how his life had suddenly changed. Two weeks ago, he was a faithful husband, but he'd fucked his wife, his secretary and now this brunette today and was about to fuck the last one again.

After about twenty minutes, the brunette started fondling his cock. It twitched. Realising that he was now ready, she slid down the bed and took him into her mouth. He was hard again in no time.

"You want fuck front side or back side?"

Oh, my god! Was she asking what he hoped she was asking?

"Back side."

She hopped of the bed, ran into the bathroom and returned with a bottle. She poured some of the contents onto her hand and then smeared it all over his cock. She poured some more of the liquid onto her hand and then started working it into her bum. She pushed first one, then two, then three fingers in. Eventually, she put the bottle down, wiped her hand on the towel and knelt on the edge of the bed. Oh, my god, thought Alex.

"I ready for you."

Oh my god! Alex jumped up and rushed round behind her. He looked at her arse hole, which was gaping and glistening with the lube from the bottle. He aimed his cock and slowly pushed it in. He'd only ever fucked one girl in the arse before and that was years ago at university. Wendy would never let him do it to her and he hadn't got round to asking Penny yet. Christ, she was tight! Over the next few minutes he gradually worked his cock right in. Eventually he was ready for some serious arse fucking.

He started thrusting. He was in heaven; she was so damn tight. He pushed her down onto the bed so that she was lying on her stomach. He swivelled round to get fully on the bed and then lifted his knees outside hers and pushed her legs together. His cock was now trapped deep in her arse. He started thrusting again.

Each time he thrust, the soft bed gave under her, taking some of the pressure away from her, but even then, she received a fearsome hammering. Alex had come once already, so he was all set to fuck the living daylights out of her and that's exactly what he was doing. Ten minutes past and he was showing no signs of slowing down. With every thrust, she gave out a guttural gasp, but didn't seem any nearer to coming. Tiring in that position, Alex pulled her back onto all fours and grabbing hold of her hips, resumed his deep anal penetrating thrusts. Finally after another ten minutes or so, he found himself on the verge of coming. He quickened his pace and let fly.

"Argghhhhh, yes. So damn tight. Arghhhhhhhh." Her insides were splattered with a torrent of cum. He slowed down and after another minute or so finally stopped thrusting. He pulled back and his cock popped out. Cum dribbled down her legs for the second time that evening.

"Fantastic! Absolutely fucking fantastic."

"Good you enjoy me, Mr. Alexander."

"What about you - did you enjoy it?"

"We not meant to. We trained for best pleasure for man."

"Well, you certainly did that, but I'd like to give you pleasure too."

"Not possible - make Sultan very angry."

Alex sat on the edge of the bed, thinking about what she'd said while she ran off to the bathroom to fetch a wet cloth to wipe his cock.

"No, I'll have a shower, thank you." She ran back to the bathroom to prepare the shower.

While Alex was showering, she had a quick bath - that way she could clean herself up without getting her hair wet.

Once they were both ready, they cuddled up in the bed together and he fell asleep. When Alex woke in the middle of the night, needing a pee, she was gone. On his return from the bathroom, he lay there thinking. Maybe I've simply dreamt it all. Was she real? He was just about to put the light out when he spotted a lock of dark curly hair - yes, she was real alright. He put the light out, turned over and was asleep again in no time. It had been a long day.

Alex opened his eyes. There was a ray of bright sunshine on him, coming round the edge of the shutter. More importantly, his cock felt wonderful. He glanced down. She was back, dressed differently and she was sucking his cock.

When she realised he was awake, she stopped sucking briefly. "I come back for wake you. You like me suck cock? Make you come?"

"Argh, yes." He put his head back down on the pillow. He was in heaven again, but he decided he wanted to watch her, so he grabbed another pillow and stuffed it under his neck. With his head propped up he could watch her mouth bobbing up and down on his cock. Soon, he felt the tension rising in his balls. He started pumping. "Arghhh, yes, what a fabulous girl!" He took hold of her head and guided her up and down whilst pumping from below.

"Yes, Christ, oh, god, arrrrghhhhh." As soon as he'd finished, he let go of her head and slumped back on the pillow.

She pulled back and his cock fell out of her mouth. She looked at him and swallowed.

"You awake now. Breakfast after half hour, yes?" Alex nodded. With her job completed, she smiled and skipped out of the room.

Christ almighty, if she's just a harem reject, what on earth are the ones like that make it to the harem? I guess I'll never find out.

Half an hour later, there was a knock on the door and the aide was there waiting to escort him to breakfast.

* * * * *

The Sultan greeted him at the breakfast table. "Mr. Alexander, I hope you slept well."

"Yes, eventually."

The Sultan laughed - the implication was not lost on him. "Did she keep you awake too long?"

"No, she was perfect. I wasn't expecting anything like that. But I was surprised that she sought no pleasure for herself."

"No, of course not! They're trained to concentrate on maximising the pleasure for the man. If they think of themselves, then the man won't get the maximum pleasure possible."

"Well, I guess that makes sense, but in the West, men often get more pleasure if they believe that the woman is enjoying it too. Many women fake orgasms to make the man believe he is an expert lover, which pleases the man."
The Sultan thought about what Alex had said. "Yes, I've heard that before. I must try it next time I'm in the West."

Over breakfast, the Sultan explained more about the plans for the day. They were going across the desert in a fleet of five 4x4's to inspect another of his projects. Going across the desert was quicker than taking the long coast road, but they needed extra provisions in case they ran into problems, hence the five cars.

Alex nodded. He was looking forward to the trip.

* * * * *

It was mid evening by the time they got back to the palace. Alex went up to his room to shower like he had done the evening before and was again collected by the same aide when the dinner was ready.

The two men sat at the same dining table but were served by three different girls. Like the last three, they too were absolutely stunning.

"Do these three girls also dance?" enquired Alex.

"Of course. You'll be able to watch them later, but what's your opinion so far?"

"They're perfect, just like last night."

Much to the Sultan's amusement, Alex was having trouble keeping his eyes off them. His mind was racing head - would the Sultan let him have one for the night and if so, which would he choose?

As soon as the meal was finished, the two men moved to the armchairs again and the aide brought tea with rosewater.

The Sultan leant towards Alex. In case you hadn't noticed, I've asked for girls with bigger breasts tonight. Alex nodded - he certainly had noticed.

The music started and the three girls came running in and like yesterday, paused in front of the two men, but instead of getting them to start their dance straightaway, the Sultan gestured to them with both hands. Alex recognised the gesture and held his breath in anticipation.

The three girls reached behind them, undid their tops and threw them on the floor in front on the men.

Alex let out an audible gasp. On the previous evening, the Sultan had got them to start their dance straightaway, but this time, he waited to give Alex time to have a good look: six big tits.

He leant towards Alex. "Which do you think has the best breasts?"

"Erm, probably the one on the right."

The Sultan nodded. "Yes, hers are a better shape - not just round like balloons, but nicely tapered." He gestured to the girls to start their dance. "Do you prefer girls with firm breasts or soft ones?"

"Erm, I've never really thought about it."

The Sultan clapped twice and beckoned the girls over. Just like on the previous evening, the girls skipped over and the first one rubbed her tits in the Sultan's face. He had a good grope as she did so. Alex was holding his breath, waiting for his turn. He was not disappointed. When all three girls had rubbed their tits in both men's faces, they skipped away and resumed dancing.

"So, do you prefer girls with firm breasts or soft ones?" the Sultan repeated.

"The softer ones on the middle girl felt the best."

The Sultan nodded again. "Yes, but if you want prefect breasts for a tit-fuck, then they need to be a bit firmer - the one on the left is the best for that."

"Of course," replied Alex.

"You're getting the hang of it now - not easy is it?"

Both men laughed.

"So, which one would you choose?"

Alex decided it was his turn to tease the Sultan. "That would depend on what I wanted her for. If I was only allowed to look at her, I'd choose the one on the right. But if I was allowed to penetrate her, I'd choose the one in the middle, otherwise, it would have to be the one on the left for a tit-fuck."

The Sultan nearly fell out of his chair laughing. "Yes, you're definitely getting the hang of it now. So does that mean you want the middle one for tonight?"

Alex was wary in case it was a trick question - he was beginning to understand how the Sultan's mind worked. "Erm, I haven't studied their hip actions properly yet."

Again, the Sultan fell about laughing.

"So, which one would you recommend," asked Alex.

"That would depend what I wanted her for." Stalemate!

The Sultan leaned towards Alex again. "As, I said yesterday, none of the six dancing girls you've seen so far were quite good enough to become harem girls, despite the fact that you think they're all perfect. Can you see now that they're not perfect? The harem girls, which of course I keep exclusively for myself, all have perfect breasts, perfect hip actions and in fact perfect everything."

"Yes, now I understand," replied Alex.

"So, since you asked, I would recommend the left one for tonight. Again, I've tried all three and she's the one who gave most pleasure."

Alex nodded again. "Well, if I'm allowed to enjoy one of them tonight, I'll go with your recommendation."

The Sultan raised his hand and an aide came forward to find out what his master wanted. After saying a few words, the Sultan turned to Alex. "It's arranged."

When the dancing stopped, the Sultan stood and Alex did the same. "One of my favourite harem girls is waiting for me, so I think we should retire."

Alex was happy with that decision and the two men bade each other good night. As usual, an aide led Alex to his room. Fortunately, they met no one on the way, so the large bulge in Alex's trousers caused no embarrassment.

* * * * *

Sure enough, the chosen girl was sitting on the bed waiting for him with her tits on display. He greeted her, but it soon became apparent that she spoke no English. Ah, well, thought Alex. I'm sure I'll manage to make her understand what I want. Let's start with something simple. He beckoned her over, pointed to her mouth and then his cock. She nodded, knelt down and undid his trousers. Her mouth on his cock felt fabulous. He groaned each time she slid back. Then he remembered what the Sultan had said: this girl was the best for tit-fucks. God, I must try that.

He pulled her up and gestured for her to remove her skirt. After fiddling with the catch, the skirt fell to the floor. Alex stood there admiring her body; yes almost perfect, but not quite. He laughed - he was getting the hang of it now - but she was more than perfect enough for him. He pointed to the bed and she walked over to it, pulled the covers back and climbed in. Alex went to the bathroom and found the bottle of lube that last night's girl had used. He returned, poured some between her tits, then stripped his clothes off and joined her.

She knew what was coming and pushed her tits together to create a deep cleavage valley. Alex straddled her and rubbed his cock up and down on the left tit. He then pushed it down into the valley, where it disappeared under a mound of tit. He started pumping. He was in heaven. He hadn't had a tit-fuck for ages: Wendy's tits were too small and well ... whilst Penny's were big enough, he hadn't got round to asking her yet. He made a mental note - that's two things I need to ask Penny for.

Just like last night, Alex was all worked up from watching the dancing, so he was never going to last very long. He pumped away, enjoying the different feel of a tit-fuck. The Sultan was right: her tits were perfect for this - soft and large enough to envelope his cock, but firm enough to provide some feeling. Soon, he felt the familiar tension rising in his balls. A minute or so later, the dry valley received several inches of while rain. Alex was a happy man.

He led her into the bathroom and after they had both washed away the lube and cum, he took her back to bed. Twenty minutes rest and he'd have her again, this time in her cunt.

Alex must have drifted off to sleep - he woke to find the brunette sucking his cock, which was hardening fast.

Oh, my god, what it must be like to be a Sultan and have this treatment every day! He lay back on the pillow and allowed the girl to work on his cock. He was in half a mind to simply let her continue until she sucked the cum right out, but no - she could do that when she woke him in the morning. He wanted to try her cunt this time.

He pulled her off his cock, turned her onto her back and climbed between her legs. It was time to give her a good hard fucking.

He parted her legs and fingered her for a few minutes. She was ready. He shuffled forward, aimed his cock and slowly pushed it right in. So soft, yet so tight - heaven on earth!

Alex lifted her legs onto his shoulders and started thrusting. In that position, he could get in really deep. He was going to fuck her brains out.

After fifteen minutes of pounding, he was tiring and she was crying out with every thrust. He had no idea what she was saying, but she seemed to be enjoying it. I thought they weren't supposed to enjoy it, thought Alex. He dropped her legs off his shoulders and pushed them together so that his knees were outside hers. Time to finish things off. He started pounding again. With her legs pressed firmly together, she was even tighter than before. Within minutes, Alex felt his cock straining for release - this was going to be a big one - he thrust harder and soon, cum gushed out of his cock.

"Arrrghhhhh, yes, oh, Christ. Arrrggghhhhhhh, arghhhhhhh."

The brunette too was obviously coming - she was gasping and thrashing about underneath him. Alex was in heaven yet again.

When they had both calmed down, Alex slid off and lay on his back beside her. He was still out of breath. She jumped up, ran to the bathroom and returned with a wet towel to clean him up. Oh, my god, thought Alex. What a fabulous way to live.

He lay there comparing the two girls. Which did he prefer? He couldn't make his mind up; both were fabulous, but each had something that the other didn't. Yes, clearly neither was perfect - god, what could the harem girls be like?

He soon fell asleep again. The next thing he knew, it was morning. Just like yesterday, sunlight was breaking through the gap at the side of the shutter and his cock was being serviced. He opened his eyes wider and looked down. Last night's brunette was doing her alarm clock action. He lay back on the pillow - this time he was just going to let her suck the cum right out of his cock. Heaven!

It took her some time, but eventually, Alex felt the cum rising from his balls. He reached down and took hold of the girl's head to guide her during the final moments.

"Oh, yes, Christ, arrrgggghhhh, yes, arrrghhhhhhhhhh." He filled her mouth.

When he was clearly finished, she raised her head to look at him and swallowed. She stood and then showed Alex ten fingers, three times and pointed to his mouth. He understood - breakfast in thirty minutes. He nodded and in a flash she was gone. He lay back on the pillow. Christ! I'm knackered!

* * * * *

Thirty minutes later, the aide knocked on the door and led him down to breakfast.

"Mr. Alexander, I trust you had a good night?"

"Yes, very good indeed, thank you. She was perfect - well, almost perfect."

The Sultan laughed and the two men sat down to breakfast.

"There's one thing I've been meaning to ask you," said Alex. "You said that having four wives is normal, but surely if there are roughly equal numbers of men and women in the country, doesn't that mean that for every man who has four wives, three others have none?"

"Yes, indeed - but that's for the best. If you look at the animal kingdom, it's the same. In a herd of elephants or in any group of social animals, the alpha-male mates with all the females and the lesser males don't get any. That way, the strongest male, the one with the best genes, creates all the offspring. So over a period of time, the whole species develops better genes. It's Darwin's theory of evolution in action. We have the same here, albeit not in quite such an extreme form. In contrast, in the West, even the weakest man can get a woman and produce offspring, so your system prevents evolution and improvement in the species."

Alex took a few moments to absorb the Sultan's argument. "Er, well, yes, I understand what you're saying - interesting! I'm going to have to think about that." He wasn't sure whether the Sultan had a valid point or whether it was simply a convenient justification for having far more than his fair share of women. He thought about asking what the three men with no wives thought about the system, but decided in the end that such a question was probably best not asked.

"I'd like to spend today discussing these new projects that I'm interested in getting you to handle for me."

"That would be excellent."

After breakfast, the Sultan led Alex to his office. It had a magnificent oak desk and a separate more comfortable seating area with sofas and armchairs. There were various other smaller areas with tables and chairs and a fabulous view into a walled garden.

"Wow!" said Alex as he walked in. They sat in the lounge area and an aide appeared from nowhere with a couple of files - one for each man.

"The details of what I want are in these files. I suggest we go though them and then you can ask any questions."

"Yes."

The men settled down to go through the files and the aide brought fresh tea and coffee at regular intervals. At about 1:00 pm he arrived with lunch, which he placed on a small dining table. After lunch, Alex and the Sultan returned to their work. There were three projects in all and Alex asked a lot of questions and made copious notes. By late afternoon, what the Sultan wanted was clear.

"Well, I will need to talk to a couple of my regular subcontractors, both of which I used on the last project. The timescales will depend on how busy they are and since they are very good, they do tend to be very busy, but if you're in a hurry, I have a couple of alternatives."

"No, no, I want the best and am prepared to wait if necessary."

The two men continued their discussions and eventually Alex had all the information he needed and he promised to get back to the Sultan with prices and timescales within ten days.

The Sultan nodded. "Come, now that the sun has gone down a bit, let's walk round the garden." He opened a pair of large French windows and the two men were immediately hit by a wall of heat. "It's still hot - unfortunately, the garden does not have air conditioning."

Alex laughed and the two men walked out into the garden. It was about half the size of a football pitch and was extremely well stocked with exotic trees and plants of numerous varieties. There were a couple of water features, several statues and a few benches and seats.

"With the desalination plant, we have plenty of water, so we can afford to grow what we want. The only thing that doesn't grow well here is grass."

Alex nodded. Together, they walked down a winding gravel path that led round the garden.

"Behind that high wall is the harem and my quarters are over there next to it. On the left are the women's quarters and on the right next to my quarters are the guest rooms and the entertainment wing. We have the kitchens and staff sections over there and of course my office is behind us."

Alex nodded. "I never expected such a beautiful garden. How long has it taken for the trees to grow to these sizes?"

"About eight years - but I bought ones that were already many years old. Most of them survived being moved, but we lost a few."

"Well, it's certainly a lovely garden." They completed the circular walk and were now back at the Sultan's office.

The Sultan looked at his watch. "Well, that's good timing. Dinner will be ready in about three quarters of an hour, so I'll get someone to take you up to your room in case you want to shower or relax before dinner."

An aide stepped forward and led Alex through the maze of corridors up to his room. He collected him again when dinner was ready.

* * * * *

Once again, Alex was greeted by the Sultan and the two men sat down at the dining table to eat. As on the previous two evenings, they were served by three absolutely stunning girls. Knowing that he would probably get to choose one of them to fuck later, Alex could hardly keep his eyes of them. His cock was already straining against the fabric of his trousers.

"They will dance for us later and you will be able to choose one, but tonight they will do a different sort of dance."

Alex was intrigued. "Not a belly dance?"

"No, tonight, they will do a dance called 'the Dance of the Seven Veils'."

"I've heard of that."

"Yes," said the Sultan, "there are many rumours in the West about this dance, but tonight you will get to see it in it's correct form - it's not normally shown to westerners, but I thought you would appreciate it."

"I'm sure I will," said Alex. His cock thought so too.

When they had finished eating, the two men moved to the armchairs and as usual, an aide brought mint tea with rosewater. The music started and the three girls came dancing in. They had changed or at least had added veils to what they were already wearing. Alex studied them as best he could as they entered. The girls skipped over to the two men and paused as usual for permission from the Sultan to start dancing. They were completely covered by the veils with not even their faces on show. As far as Alex could tell, they could in fact have been three completely different girls. He tried to work out whether they still had their skirts and tops on underneath the veils, but couldn't decide.

The Sultan nodded, the music started and the girls began to dance. It was definitely different. Instead of the jerky hip motions of the belly dance, this dance was more flowing and sensual with lots of arm movements. It wasn't long before the girls removed the first of their veils and their faces came into view. Yes - it was the same three stunning girls. Alex was glad about that - he'd already chosen the one he wanted to fuck whilst at the dining table.

The second veil came off and the girls' legs were now visible. The girls continued to dance and ended up quite near the men for the third unveiling. Alex gasped as three fabulous pairs of tits sprung out from behind the third veil. The one that he wanted to fuck most was on the left, but the other two were also fabulous.

Over the course of the next few minutes, three more veils came off, then the girls came forward and swayed from side to side almost within reach of the two men. Alex was nearly coming in his underpants - one more veil and then - oh Christ!

The music almost died out and the three girls stepped forward; they were still swaying trance-like in front of the men. They slowly undid the final knot and the music stopped. Silence.

Still silence and no one moved. The girls were motionless. Only one thing was moving in the whole room - it was Alex's cock, which was twitching uncontrollably.

In a flash, the veils were above the girls' heads and the music was back at full volume as the girls danced away out of reach. Alex's tongue was hanging out as he gawped at the three naked bodies. The Sultan was laughing.

Eventually, the music stopped and the girls ran over to the three men. They stood there, naked.

"So, Mr. Alexander, which girl do you think is the best?"

Alex was tempted to say: "the one on the left," which was the one he'd picked out when they were still eating, but he decided to play it cool.

He studied the three girls for several seconds before speaking. "I would need to see them from all angles to be sure."

The Sultan laughed and made a swirling sign. The girls turned round.

"The one in the middle has a fabulous pert bum, don't you think, Mr. Alexander? Can you imagine looking down at that while she's bent over the arm of a chair while you enjoy her?"

Alex gulped. "Yes," was all he managed to say. Christ, he's torturing me.

The Sultan clapped twice to make the girls turn round again and then beckoned them over.

The first girl stepped forward and rubbed her tits in the Sultan's face. He groped them with one hand and fingered her slit with the other.

Alex was watching. Oh my god!
She skipped back and was replaced by the second girl. The first girl moved over to Alex, who taking the Sultan's lead, groped her tits as she rubbed them in his face. He too fingered her slit with the other hand.

When all three girls had been groped and fingered by both men, the music started again and the three girls skipped away and resumed dancing.

"Christ!" said Alex. He'd just had his finger up three stunning girls, while they rubbed their tits in his face.

The Sultan leaned over to Alex. "So, which do you prefer?"

He regained his composure. "I would be delighted to have any of them. Earlier I thought the one on the left was the most attractive, but the idea of the middle one bent over the arm of a chair - I just can't get that image out of my mind and on reflection, she's just as pretty."

Alex thought about his cock pistoning in and out as he looked down on that pert bum. He was close to coming just at the thought of it.

"So, do you want the middle one tonight? The one on the right has better tits, don't you think, Mr. Alexander? But the one on the left has a prettier face."

The Sultan was teasing him again and if he didn't get his cock into a girl soon - any girl - he'd blow his load anyway then it would be too late.

"The middle one!"

"Good choice, Mr. Alexander - your room has a suitable armchair in it."

Alex laughed. The Sultan dismissed the three girls and raised his hand to summon an aide. After a few words to the aide, he turned to Alex. "So, it's all arranged and I think I probably shouldn't detain you any longer, you look as if you need to get to your room sooner rather than later. Meanwhile, it's time for me to visit my harem."

The two men tucked their cocks firmly under their belts and stood. After wishing each other good night, another aide led Alex off to his bedroom.

* * * * *

Alex walked into the bedroom and the aide closed the door after him. He looked round and there sitting on the bed waiting for him was the girl with the pert bum. She stood and dropped the single veil that she had round her body. Oh, my god - she was naked.

Alex ripped his own clothes off, took her hand and led her to the armchair. He gently bent her over the arm and then walked round behind her. Oh, my god.

Alex stepped forward and rubbed his cock up and down her slit. With one thrust he was in - there was no way he was going to take things slowly.

"Aaarrrrgh, yes, oh Christ, that feels sooooo good." He started pumping. Looking down, he watched his cock as it disappeared, then reappeared. "Oh, my god, you're fantastic."

He was now holding her buttocks and thrusting as hard as he could. "Jesus Christ," he was going to come unless he slowed down. He eased off slightly but then looked down again to see his cock as it went in and out. To make matters worse, she was squeezing his cock rhythmically with her cunt muscles. "Christ, I can't hold it any longer - oh, my god. Arrrggghhhh, oh yes, aaarrrrggggghhh."

Cum spewed out of the tip of his cock right up into the girl's belly. He continued thrusting until his balls ran dry, then collapsed onto her back. "Jesus Christ - I don't think I've ever been that sexed up before." He stood up again and pulled out. He didn't even know her name - or any of the girls' names for that matter and in fact he didn't even know whether this one spoke English.

"What's your name?"

"I name Maria."

So, she did speak English, sort of. She ran off to the bathroom to fetch a wet towel. Christ! He'd really enjoyed that. Having a girl bent over an armchair like that was so - I don't know - controlling or masterful - in that position, the girl was just helpless - the man could use her body just as he wanted. That's another thing to add to the list for Penny when he got home. Maria returned and wiped him clean.

"After watch dancing, you need girl quick yes?"

"Yes, very quick, but next time I'll take more time, alright?"

"Is good."

But before he took her again, he needed a rest. He led her to the bed and they climbed in together. He lay there, trying to compare the three girls he'd fucked in the last three days. Which was the best? They were all perfect - well, nearly. His cock certainly thought so. How should he have her next? He mulled over various positions, but kept coming back to the image of that pert bum bent over the armchair. He made a decision. Just thinking about it made him hard again and she noticed.

"Mr. Alexander ready for long fuck?"

"Yes." His hand went down and caressed her bum.

"You like my back side, yes?"

"Yes."

"You want - I fetch oil?"

"Oh, god yes."

She jumped out of bed, ran to the bathroom and returned with the bottle of lube. After smearing some on his cock, she poured some on her bum and worked her fingers in to open herself up.

"I ready."

"Oh, Christ!"

He got out of bed and pulled her up, then led her back to the armchair. Without being asked, she lent back over the arm of the chair.

Alex walked round behind her and rubbed his cock up and down the crack of her arse. He aimed the tip at her hole and pushed slowly. The tip disappeared. We waited for her to get used to the intrusion and then pushed himself in a bit further. Soon, he was right in.

Christ, she was tight, but then he'd expected that - you don't have a pert bum if you're all flabby. He started to thrust. Heaven - heaven on earth!

He looked down - once again he could see his cock disappearing and then reappearing, but this time into a different hole. That pert bum with his cock jammed right up it - it was a sight he'd remember for the rest of his life.

He was now thrusting hard. He pumped away at full pelt for some time then slowed down for a bit. Once his excitement faded slightly, he sped up again. He was determined to make it last this time. These girls were just too good at getting the cum out of him in no time flat and he was damned if he was going to let that happen every time. He reached for the bottle and dribbled some more lube onto the crack of her arse - can't have her getting sore.

After pumping away for what must have been a good twenty minutes, he decided it was time - his back was aching and his legs were going numb - he was not as young as he used to be. A few minutes of full speed thrusting brought his cock to the boil. He looked down at Maria's arse, which was being split in two by his steel rod. In - out. In - out. In - out.

Oh, Christ, here it comes. "Aaargggghhhh, yes, oh, Christ, aaaaaarggghhhhhhh." He pushed in as deep as he could and let fly - filling her arse with white sticky cum. Once his balls were empty again, he pulled out. That had been a fabulous fuck, but then so had they all!

Like on the first night, after he'd fucked the first girl's arse, he showered while she had a quick bath so she could keep her hair dry. He watched her dry herself. She smiled back at him sweetly with her baby face. Maria - yes, of the three she was definitely the best - there was something about her that the other two lacked, but they were all fabulous. When they were both dry, they curled up in bed together and went to sleep.

When he woke in the middle of the night, much to his surprise, she was still there, lying on her back next to him. The other two had left once he was asleep. He reached over and groped her tits. Two minutes of that and he was hard again. She seemed to be still asleep, but he decided he'd fuck her anyway.

He climbed on top of her, gently parting her legs as he did so and fingered her slit. He pushed his finger gently into her - he didn't want to wake her, not yet anyway. He spread her juices over the entrance to her cunt. Slowly he eased himself in. She sighed. He started pumping gently. Still, she slept.

After a few minutes, he started to thrust harder - that woke her.

"Ah, Mr. Alexander, you want girl again, yes?"

"Yes."

"I good girl for fuck, yes?"

"Very good."

Resting his weight on one arm, he started ramming his cock in and out at full speed, whilst he groped her tits with his free hand. Her tits, which he'd not paid much attention to up to then, were nice and firm with hard nipples, average size - just right in fact for her delicate frame.

Without prompting, she raised her legs and brought them down onto his back to assist his thrusting. A few minutes later, he was ready once again to unload. He thrust hard and deep.

"Arrghhhh, yes, oh Christ!" He continued thrusting as his sperm made the short journey into his favourite girl. "Aaaargggh, oh, arrrrghhh." He was done.

He got off her and she jumped out of bed, returned, wiped him clean and then wound her veil round her.

"I go now. You sleep. I come wake in morning, yes?"

"Alright."

She disappeared out of the door. Alex lay there dreaming about being woken in the morning in the usual way and was asleep in no time.

* * * * *

"Aarrghhhh, oh Christ, yes." Her tongue was performing all sorts of magic tricks on his cock. He grabbed her head and guided her up and down as he thrust into her mouth from below. She sucked the cum right out of his cock. "Aaarrgggh, yes, oh, god that's so good. Arrrgghhhhh."

Just like the other two girls had done, when he'd finished coming in her mouth, she raised her head, looked at him and swallowed. There's something special about a girl swallowing a man's come - much more erotic than spitting it out. These girls had certainly been well trained, that's for sure.

"Breakfast after thirty minutes, yes?"

"Yes."

She got up and left Alex to get dressed.

The aide arrived on time and led him down to breakfast, where the Sultan was waiting for him.

* * * * *

"Mr. Alexander. So, three girls over three nights; which was the best?"

"They're all fabulous - not perfect of course, but fabulous."

The Sultan laughed. "Yes, indeed - all fabulous."

They sat down at the breakfast table and started to eat.

"So how do you train them so well?"

"Well, it takes a month. When they arrive, the first thing that they do is learn to dance. That takes about two weeks - it's difficult to get that hip action right, but we have experienced girls who coach them carefully."

Alex nodded.

"Then in the second half of the month, they learn how to please a man. Before that happens, the virgins need to be deflowered, because the training involves the more experienced women inserting their fingers to check whether the girls have understood the correct muscle squeezing techniques."

Alex nodded again. "Yes, I see."

"They can't do that if they're virgins. Clearly, it's not known at that point, whether the girls will end up as harem girls or just dancers, so the deflowering has to be done by me personally, for obvious reasons."

"Yes, of course," replied Alex.

"It's a bit of a chore, because virgins don't know how to please a man and I would in reality much prefer to wait until they have finished their training, but of course that's not possible - they can't complete their training as virgins."

"Of course," said Alex again. He could think of a good solution to the problem, but knew better than to suggest it.

"There are a dozen new girls being trained at the moment and over the next three days, I've got to deflower them all, so unfortunately, I won't be able to enjoy very many of my favourite harem girls in the meantime."

Alex nodded. "Yes, I can see that it must be a bit of a problem for you, but I guess it's worth it in the long run." Twelve virgins in three days! Oh, my god!

"Anyway, that's how it works. So today, I thought we'd take a trip to my other palace."

"I'd like that." But Alex wasn't thinking about any trips - twelve virgins in three days - oh, my god - and he still has the time and energy to enjoy a few of his favourite harem girls in between.

They finished their breakfast and the Sultan looked at his watch. "If you'll excuse me for half and hour or so. I must just go and deflower another of the virgins. I did the first before breakfast. Unfortunately I can't do all four in quick succession when we get back this evening because I need time to recover between each one. But the twelve all need to be deflowered within the three days otherwise the training gets behind schedule. I won't be long."

"Er - no problem - no problem at all."

An aide accompanied Alex back to his room and fetched him again once the Sultan had finished his onerous chore. Alex didn't know whether to enquire how it had gone or whether that would be considered bad manners. In the end he decided not to say anything unless the Sultan raised the matter.

"So, the cars are waiting; it's about two hours drive along the coast road."

Lunch was ready for them when they arrived, but they took a walk round the garden first, despite the heat. After lunch, the Sultan showed Alex around. The palace was smaller that the one where Alex was staying and Alex learnt that it had previously belonged to the Sultan's father. The new one was built to overcome the shortcomings of the old one and the Sultan was quick to point out why he found it necessary to build the new one.

"I wanted to show you this palace so that you understand better what I like and what I don't like. That way, hopefully, you will be in a better position to make decisions on my behalf when managing the new projects."

"Yes, this is extremely useful," replied Alex, "however, to be perfectly honest, and don't take this the wrong way, but I think I probably would have come to the same conclusions about what is good and what is not so good even without you pointing them out."

"Well, I am very pleased to hear that; it gives me increased confidence that you will make the right decisions on my behalf, but of course, whenever there is any doubt, you must feel free to contact me to discuss anything that you are unsure about."

"Yes of course."

The Sultan looked at his watch. It was half past four. "Well, before heading back, I should like to take a quick detour down to the bazaar. There's something I want to buy."

"That sounds interesting."

The convoy of three cars set off from the palace and parked a little while later near the old quarter of the nearby town. The two men got out and accompanied by a couple of 'larger' aides from one of the other cars, set out towards the bazaar. The job of the two aides was clearly to ensure that nobody bothered the Sultan and Alex.

The Sultan led Alex through a maze of streets and alleyways, pausing occasionally to examine various items of interest and they finally ended up in a jeweller's shop.

"These items are made from local gold," explained the Sultan. "It's softer than you are used to in the West because it's pure."

Alex nodded. "We call it '24 carat' gold."

"Yes, indeed," replied the Sultan.

Together they examined several items and discussed what they liked and didn't like. The Sultan was clearly a regular customer and the jeweller knew what items the Sultan would probably prefer. Alex had noticed that most of the items had pretty hefty price tags, way above anything he would have considered buying for his wife, even after allowing for a considerable reduction achieved by haggling, but money meant little to the Sultan.

"I come here often to buy for the harem and dancing girls."

Alex nodded. Eventually, the Sultan turned to the jeweller and started talking in the local language, which Alex couldn't understand. Probably haggling, thought Alex. He was right. The Sultan motioned to one of the aides to settle the bill and was given two small boxes in return. The aide stepped forward and counted out a large wad of $100 bills.

The Sultan turned to Alex. "One is for Wendy and the other for Penny."

Alex was stunned. He definitely hadn't expected that. And how the hell did the Sultan know their names? "Erm, well, I don't know what to say. I hadn't expected this, but I'm sure they will be delighted. Thank you very much."

"When you have a harem, you have to make sure that the girls have nice jewellery, especially when there are only two girls in it. There is also no need to say I bought them - just say they're a present from you."

Alex couldn't stop laughing. He hadn't up till then thought about his wife and secretary as his harem, but he clearly liked the idea. "Well, that's extremely thoughtful and generous of you."

They made their way back to the cars and set off on the coast road back to the Sultan's main palace. By the time they arrived, it was almost eight o'clock. An aide greeted them and informed them that dinner would be ready in fifteen minutes. One of the Sultan's aides had phoned ahead from the car and arranged that.

There was no sign of any dancing girls and dinner was served by two of the Sultan's male aides. When they finished eating it was 9:30.

"So, this is your last evening with us - at least on this trip."

"Yes, all good things must come to an end, I suppose," said Alex, rather hoping that he'd get one more night with a fabulous dancing girl.

"Well, hopefully you'll come again in the not too distant future. Anyway, I must go and deflower another of those new recruits - I've got two more to do tonight before I can settle down with one of the harem girls for some proper pleasure."

"Er, yes," said Alex, trying not to sound too disappointed. An aide arrived from nowhere to show him to his room. After bidding each other good night, Alex left and followed the aide along the maze of corridors that were now becoming familiar, up to his room. The aide opened the door for him and closed it after him.

* * * * *

Alex grinned from ear to ear. There on the bed sat the three dancing girls that he'd fucked over the last three nights. That Sultan is full of tricks - letting me think I wasn't getting any tonight - bet he's laughing so much he can hardly get his cock into that virgin.

"Hello, Mr. Alexander. We come for make you happy, last night here." Alex was happy already - just the sight of them had done that. He studied the three girls: they were all brunettes with similar long curly hair, but then most of the girls from that region had very dark hair, so it was to be expected.

"Well, this is a lovely surprise."

"We take off clothes; you fuck three girls, yes?"

"YES!"

The girls were naked before Alex even had time to undo his belt. Oh, Christ, he thought, here we go again.

Once he'd undressed, he walked over to the bed. The three girls were lying on their backs in a row across the bed. As he approached, they opened their legs. Oh, Christ, just look at those three cunts, waiting for my cock.

"You fuck first girl, two minutes, then next girl two minutes, then next girl. When you come in girl, she go home and two girls stay. Is good?"

Alex thought for a few seconds to work out what she meant. "Perfect."

"Then you fuck two girls. When you come in next girl, she too go home and other girl stay, fuck all night."

Oh, my god, thought Alex. This way, I get to come in all three of them again - guaranteed.

He climbed onto the bed and aimed his cock at the first girl. Heaven again! So soft. Oh, Christ, she's squeezing those cunt muscles already. I've got to last at least one round - I can't go spunking off before I've even had two minutes with each girl. He started thrusting, but desperately tried to keep his mind on other things. The Sultan's projects - he would give John a call as soon as he got back and arrange a meeting to discuss the projects. He'd probably have to come back again to talk to the Sultan and that meant - oh Christ - more dancing girls to fuck.

"Next girl."

Thank god for that! He slid out and hopped over to the second girl. She was just as soft inside as the first. Her tits were rubbing against his chest. He grabbed hold of one of them - nice and firm. She too was trying to make him come. He forced himself to think of other things - those tits - wow! He pumped away enjoying the second girl as much as the first. He could feel his cum starting to boil, but forced himself to think of work. He slowed down too and his excitement subsided.
"Next girl."

His cock slid easily into the third girl and immediately got the muscle squeezing treatment. This is torture - it's impossible to hold back - these girls are trained to suck the cum out of a man's cock whether he wants it or not. I'm not giving in - not yet anyway. He pumped away gently, withholding his cum.

Miraculously, he survived the next two rounds, but his cock was beginning to win the battle with his brain. He could possibly survive one more round before one of the girls siphoned him dry. He had a decision to make. Which girl was he going to come in? Should he go for the best girl since the first come is usually the most intense or should he save the best girl till last so that he'd get all night with her? If he didn't decide which girl would be the first to receive his cum soon, his cock would make the decision for him.

He decided he didn't care - he loved them all. He carried on pumping.

"Arrggghhhh, yes, oh Christ. Yes." His cock had indeed decided and the chosen girl felt a hosepipe being turned on inside her cunt. "Oh, Christ, yes, aaaaargghhhhhh, oh, god, aaaaaarrgggghhhhhh."

He collapsed into the space between two of the girls. He was panting. The torture was over - he'd lasted over three rounds.

"Twenty minutes are good fuck time after all day no fuck."

Alex nodded. Had he really lasted that long?

The girl with the cum in her cunt jumped up and ran to the bathroom. She returned, wiped Alex clean, hurriedly dressed, kissed him on the cheek and left the room.

"One girl gone home, now fuck two girls left."

"In a minute."

The girls laughed. Alex wasn't even sure which girl he'd come in. He looked at the two remaining girls - ah, yes, it was the tit-fuck girl, the one who didn't speak any English who had siphoned him dry that time. And now, he had to start all over again - oh, Christ.

"You rest and after, fuck much long time two girls."

"I'm looking forward to it - later."

* * * * *

Alex got the two girls to swivel round so that the three of them were lying along the bed instead of across it. He cuddled up on his side behind one of them, leaving the one behind him to shuffle nearer, so that all three were now spooning each other. He reached over the one in front and cupped her tit. A few minutes later he was asleep.

He woke to find the girl behind him playing with is cock. It felt good. He started groping the tits of the girl in front. The girl behind obviously knew what she was doing because she had him hard in no time.

"Mr. Alexander ready more fuck now."

She bent his cock down and fed it into the cunt of the girl in front, who shuffled around to help him in.

Here we go again - he started thrusting. After a few minutes inside that girl, he pulled out and turned round. The two girls turned round too. Alex fed his cock into the second girl from behind and continued thrusting. After switching back and forth a few times between the two girls, he decided he needed more leverage. He pushed the girl he was fucking onto her stomach and with him now on top, was able to pound into her from behind. That position felt a lot better. The other girl was also now lying on her stomach. He switched again.

God, this is fantastic - two stunning girls with tight cunts doing their best to suck the cum right out of me with their cunt muscles. He pounded away until he was once more getting close. He switched again.

He was now going flat out - he couldn't remember which girl he was in, but, what the heck? Did it really matter? They both looked almost identical from behind. The girl underneath him was working her cunt muscles overtime and his cock decided she was going to be the one to benefit from the next internal hosing down.

"Arrrghhhh, oh, Christ, she's fabulous. Oh, Jesus, suck me dry, arrrghhh, yes." He pumped away, squirting his cum deep inside her. "Christ, almighty, aaarrrggghhhhhh, oh, god, arrrghhhhhhh."

He flopped down on top of her, completely out of breath. My god, how does she manage to massage my cock like that? Must teach Wendy to do that - Penny too.

He pulled out and fell off her onto his back beside her, still panting. "Jesus Christ, you two girls are incredible - in fact all three of you are."

"We trained for maximum pleasure for man."

"You sure are!"

The girl he'd just emptied his balls into jumped up, grabbed the wet towel and cleaned him up.

"I go home now. You come visit Sultan more times, yes? More fuck, next time."

"I'll certainly visit again if I can. Thank you. You three girls are fantastic."

She dressed herself, kissed him on both cheeks and disappeared out the door.

* * * * *

"I only girl here now. Fuck all night, yes? Put cum in me lots times."

"Oh, my god - I need some sleep first!"

He rolled over, pulled her into his arms and with one hand cupping her tit, fell asleep. An hour or two later, he woke up needing to pee. The girl, whichever one it was, seemed to be sleeping, so he slowly extricated himself and slid off the bed, trying not to wake her.

When he returned from the bathroom, she was sitting on the edge of the bed waiting for him, smiling innocently. He looked at her - it was Maria - she was simply breathtaking!

"You need girl now?"

He stood there looking at her - no doubt about it, she was absolutely irresistible. He could feel his cock starting to twitch.

"Yes."

"Come; I make hard." She pointed to the floor in front of her where she wanted him to stand. He walked forward.

Her mouth on his cock felt fabulous - they're obviously trained in how to do this too, he decided. He was hard in no time.

"How you want fuck?"

"Er, kneel on the edge of the bed."

She stood up, turned and knelt on the bed for him with her legs slightly apart.

Jesus, just look at that cunt! He stepped forward and pushed his cock home. He cunt felt soft and yet so tight and she was already massaging his cock with her cunt muscles. Christ, she's at it again - trying to suck the cum right out of me already. He started thrusting hard. He'd come twice that night, but it didn't take her long to bring his cock to the point of no return. He tried to slow down to make it last longer, but she was just too damn good.

"Arrrrghhhh, fucking hell, pump me dry. Arrrrgghhhhhh, yes, oh, Christ." His cock emptied his balls into the third girl that night. "Arggghhhh, yes." He stopped thrusting and pulled out.

Jesus Christ, I never knew I had it in me. They're all so incredibly good at it, it's impossible to hold back.

He flopped onto the bed, exhausted and lay there while she wiped him clean. Again, he was asleep in no time.

Two hours later, she woke him again. When he opened his eyes, she was sucking his cock. As soon as he was hard, she climbed on top and lowered herself down onto his cock.

Christ, I need some sleep, I can't handle this. Any minute now and she'll be ... God, she's doing it - that hip action and cunt muscle squeezing.

"You make cum in me lots times more, yes?"

"Yes."

He reached up and grabbed her tits, which were bouncing up and down as she fucked him. He looked at her - stunning - absolutely stunning! Oh, god, she's going to wear me out. I won't be able to fuck either Penny or Wendy for a whole week, when I get home.

With her cock-massaging technique, it wasn't long before he felt the familiar burning sensation in his balls. She was going to siphon the next batch of cum out of his balls and there wasn't a thing he could do about it. He grabbed her hips and started pumping from underneath.

"Arrrghhh, yes, Jesus, arrrggghhhhhhhh." He felt his cum being sucked out. "Aaarrrghhhhhhhh, Christ, almighty." She'd emptied his balls yet again.

They both stopped moving. Alex reached up and took hold of her tits. He'd never had a girl anything like this before. She still had that innocent smile on the face. He looked down - his cock was still buried deep between her legs.

"You like girl on top?"

"Yes." God, she was fabulous.

"Much night left for more fuck."

"No, I must sleep!"

She looked upset. "You no like?"

"Yes, I love it." He almost said "I love you," but just managed to change the last word in time. Christ, she was easily the best of the three, in fact the best girl he'd ever had. Absolutely stunning and the best fuck ever. God - Maria - what an amazing girl.

"We wait - later, more fuck."

"Yes, maybe, if I can manage it."

She got up and wiped him clean again. He was asleep before she'd even finished.

He opened his eyes to see the sunlight breaking round the shutter, just like on the previous mornings. Where was she? Surely, she hadn't gone? Oh, Christ, I hope not.

The bathroom door opened and she reappeared, looking stunning again. She'd been combing her hair and making herself look the very best for him when he woke up.

"Last fuck, then plane fly home, yes?"

His morning erection agreed about the first bit.

"How you want today?"

"Er, I don't know yet"

"You want:

- new thing

- or girl on top

- or Mr. Alexander on top

- or on chair arm in back side again?"

"Oh, my god - yes!"

"Chair arm back side?"

"Yes."

"I fetch oil."

He jumped out of the bed and walked over to the armchair. He was going to do her in the arse again. She returned with the lube and got both his cock and her arsehole ready. Then, she leant over the arm of the chair.

"I ready."

He looked down at her pert bum - highly recommended by the Sultan - and stepped forward. Christ - she's perfect!

He slowly fed his cock in, taking his time to allow her to get used to his size. Finally he was ready to start thrusting. So damn tight, but wonderful. He looked down at her pert bum again, now with his cock jammed in it - wow!

He started pumping gently then gradually increased the pace until he was going flat out. I must get Penny to let me do this to her - fucking wonderful. He grabbed her hips and continued thrusting. With each thrust, she gasped - she seemed to be enjoying it too. He increased the pace. She was now crying out.

"Harder, Mr. Alexander!" But he couldn't do it any harder.

"No tell Sultan - I come too."

"Yes, come too."

He continued pumping. "Arrrgghhhhhh, Mr. Alexander, Arrrrgggggghhh."

As soon as he realised she was coming, his cock started spewing forth.

"Aarrrrggghhhh, yes, Maria - fabulous - you're fucking fabulous. Arrrggghhhhhh."

They had both had had tremendous climaxes. Alex was now standing there, holding onto her hips for support. He felt weak at the knees. He pulled out and copious volumes of cum dribbled down her leg.

"That was fantastic - the best fuck I've ever had, Maria."

"You no tell Sultan I come - he very angry."

"Don't worry, I won't tell him. But I thought it was fantastic - much better when you come too."

"You like I come?"

"Yes, very much."

"Sultan no like - he say girl only make pleasure for man - not for girl."

"Yes, I know."

She looked at the clock. "We late, breakfast twenty minutes!" They'd spent longer fucking than expected.

They went to the bathroom together and Alex shaved and showered, while Maria had a quick bath. She dressed quickly and went over to him. He put his arms round her.

"You come visit Sultan more, yes?"

"Yes, if I'm invited."

"You ask Sultan: Maria - I make happy for Mr. Alexander."

"Yes." She kissed him on the cheek, ran out the door and out of his life for ever.

Christ - she's fabulous - if only I could take her home with me. They're all fabulous, but she's just something else!

A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door and the aide arrived to escort him to breakfast.

* * * * *

"Good morning, Mr. Alexander, how are you today?"

"Very well, thank you - bit tired, but very well."

The Sultan laughed. "Did they keep you awake all night?"

"Most of it."

The Sultan laughed again. "Yes, it a difficult life, but you'll be able to sleep on the plane. You're on the evening flight, I believe - I use that flight often. I've arranged for the car to be ready for half past five to make sure that you get to the airport in good time. In the meantime, I thought we could spend a day at the races. I bought a new camel last year and today will be her first race. Naturally, I have placed a small bet on her."

"Well, that will be very interesting."

"So, breakfast first, then I'm afraid, you'll have to excuse me for half an hour or so - I need to deflower another virgin. This morning's one was hopeless - she won't be offered even a dancing girl contract. Hopefully, the next one will be better."

"Er, yes, no problem."

The two men ate breakfast and then Alex was taken back to his room. He took the opportunity to pack his bag while the Sultan deflowered the sixth of the twelve new recruits.

The aide fetched Alex from his room again and the Sultan was waiting for him.

"There's been a slight change of plan, I'm afraid. I've just been informed that one of my local projects has run into a few difficulties, so this afternoon, I'll need to attend a meeting to find out what's gone wrong. Unfortunately, not everyone seems as capable as you when running these projects."

"Well, I'm sorry to hear that."

"So, we can still go to the races, but we'll need to return after lunch. My camel is racing this morning, so we'll be able to watch her. The meeting this afternoon will probably take couple of hours. Would you like me to arrange for one of the dancing girls to entertain you while I'm busy? If you're not already worn out, that is."

"Er, well, that would be excellent."

"Which one would you like? One of the three that have already entertained you or perhaps one of the other six that danced for us?"

Oh, my god, thought Alex, here we go again. Christ, which do I choose? He was tempted to ask for Maria - she was fabulous, absolutely stunning to look at, a fantastic fuck and that innocent sweet face and pert bum ... Yes, she was definitely his favourite by a long way.

No, not Maria - he was in danger of falling in love with her and that would cause massive problems. It would have to be one of the others.

"The redhead."

The Sultan laughed. "Fire - you like playing with fire, Mr. Alexander?"

"I though she would make a nice change - bit different after three brunettes."

"Well, yes, she's certainly different. Just in case you need them, you'll find some handcuffs and ropes in the cupboard in the corner of the room."

The Sultan laughed again and called an aide over to make the arrangements.

The camel racing was great fun, but the Sultan's camel didn't win - in fact, it came third from last, but the Sultan didn't seem to mind. They had lunch at the race course before making their way back to the car. They were back in the Sultan's palace by 2:30. The Sultan excused himself and went off to his meeting and an aide took Alex up to his room.

* * * * *

Just as the Sultan had promised, on the bed sat the redhead dancing girl. She was sultry rather than innocent looking like Maria. Her face was partially hidden by her long red hair and the outfit she was wearing accentuated her fabulous figure. She flicked her hair back and her face came into view. Alex's cock twitched - he was going to enjoy this.

"Mr. Alexander, the Sultan has asked me to give you whatever you need," she said in perfect English, "and I think I know what you need."

She stood - Alex looked at her - god, where does he get them from - she too was simply stunning.

She walked over to him. "Looks like your cock has seen something it wants."

"It's not seen it yet, but it has a very good imagination."

She laughed. "Let's see if it's big enough for the task." She reached out, undid his belt and then unzipped his trousers. She ran her hand up and down his length. "Should do nicely." He bent down, undid his shoe laces and then kicked his shoes and his trousers off.

Without warning, he then grabbed her, pushed her down over the arm of the chair, raised her skirt up over her back, yanked her panties down to her knees and rammed his cock right in.

"Is it big enough for the task?"

"Oh, god, yes and I like a man who knows what he wants. Fuck me hard."

Alex wasted no time: he took hold of her hips and started thrusting. She met each thrust by pushing back against his cock. After a few minutes, she pushed him away, stood up and turned to face him. She then dragged him over to the bed. Somewhere along the way she lost her panties.

"I need it deep and hard - reckon you're up to the job?"

"Definitely!"

She threw herself backwards onto the bed and dragged him on top of her. He raised her skirt, pushed his cock back in, lifted her legs onto his shoulders and started thrusting. This was the deepest penetration position he knew and he was going to fuck her brains out.

"Oh, god, yes - fuck me hard - don't stop. Ram that cock right up my cunt."

Alex was now thrusting hard and making sure that with each thrust he pushed his cock right in as far as it would go. Each time he did so, she gasped. She was now clawing at his back with her fingernails.

Alex paused, took hold of her arms with both hands and pinned her down to the bed - he didn't want scratch marks all over his back. Both Wendy and Penny would be sure to have something to say about that. He continued pumping.

She was now bucking her hips up and down and from side to side. Her head was thrashing from side to side and she was crying out with each thrust. It took all of Alex's strength to hold her down so he could fuck her. Several times he was in danger of being thrown right off the bed. The Sultan had been right: this was one fiery redhead - red for fire!

"Arrgggghhh, god, yes, fuck me hard; ram that cock in as deep as you can. Arrrghhhhhh, yes, I'm coming."

He mustered some more strength from somewhere and increased his pace.

"Oh, god, don't stop, aaaargggghhhh, yes, fuck me. Arrrgghhhhhhhhhhhh."

As she came, she shuddered and stuttered, then went completely limp - he'd worn her out. He dropped her legs down off his shoulders, pushed them together with his knees to make her tighter on his cock and continued pounding till he came too: "Arrrrgggghhhh, yes, oh, god, aaarrrggghhhhh." He emptied his balls into her. They both lay there panting for a while.

"Was it big enough for the task?"

"Seemed to be, but you'll have to do me again to make sure."

"Give me time to recover."

"How long do you need?"

"Depends on whether I see you naked or not."

She laughed, got up and did a little striptease dance for him. When she had finished, she stood there naked while he looked her up and down. God, where does he get them from - she's stunning - very different to Maria, but still stunning.

She looked down at his cock. He was hard. "Well, that little dance seems to have done the trick."

"You going to buck around like a rodeo stallion again?"

"Always do - can't help it when a man pounds away in me - if he does it right, that is."

"Well, in that case ..." He walked over to the cupboard in the corner and rummaged around. Just as the Sultan had said, there was a selection of handcuffs and ropes etc. "Lie on the bed - face down this time."

"You going to do me from behind? My favourite!"

She got on the bed and Alex clipped the handcuffs on to her wrists and secured her to the bed head. He then did the same with her ankles, securing them to the foot of the bed.

Before joining her, he went into the bathroom and returned with the bottle of lube. It was time to show this fiery redhead what a real fuck was like. And he was going to enjoy doing so. He put the lube down on the bed, shuffled forward and eased his cock into her cunt. Reaching underneath her, he grabbed her tits and started thrusting.

"Oh, god, yes, pound my cunt - make me come again."

Soon, she was bucking up and down like last time and gasping every time Alex thrust into her.
"Keep going - make me come, oh, god, yes, I'm near." Alex kept thrusting. After a considerable hammering, he could tell she was almost there.

He pulled out.

"Hey, what you doing - don't stop! For Christ's sake, put your cock back in, I'm nearly coming. Oh, god, you're tormenting me."

Alex opened the bottle and poured some lube onto her crack.

She felt the cold liquid on her arse and looked round. "What the hell ... Oh, my god, not in my arse."

He widened her hole with his fingers and coated his cock with the lube as she struggled against the handcuffs.

Eventually, she gave up, resigned to her fate. "Oh, god, please be gentle, I'm not used to it in the arse."

He leant forward and pushed the tip slowly in.

"Ouch - my god, that hurts."

"Relax and it will be fine." He pushed in a bit further.

Slowly, but surely, he worked his cock right in.

"You okay?"

"I think so, but take it easy."

"Alright."

But he had no intention of taking it easy. He started pumping, slowly at first, but gradually building up the speed and depth, till he was thrusting flat out.

"Oh, my god, that feels good - I've never had it in the arse before." She started to thrash around like she had done the previous time, but this time she was constrained by the handcuffs.

Alex paused, pushed himself up onto his knees and looked down. His cock was buried deep in between a nice firm pair of buttocks. "Yes!" Not as good as Maria's but still pretty good.

"Why've you stopped? Fuck my arse. Make me come."

He started pumping again and was soon going flat out. Once again, she was thrashing around - had it not been for the handcuffs, she would have thrown him off the bed. Each time he thrust, she gasped.

"I'm coming - don't you dare stop again - fuck my arse. Arrrghhhh, oh god, arrrgggghhhhhhh, yes."

Alex was there too. His cock splattered the inside of her bum and he collapsed onto her back. Christ, she had been like a bucking bronco.

"Undo the handcuffs."

He just lay there on top of her.

"Undo the handcuffs; I want to get up."

"All in good time."

He slid off her, disappeared to the bathroom and had a quick shower. When he returned, she was trying to force the cuffs open.

"You bastard, undo the fucking handcuffs - let me get up."

He undid the handcuffs and sat on the edge of the bed next to her. She slapped him hard on the face, leaving a red mark that stung like hell.

"Did you enjoy that?" he asked.

"What: slapping your face or being fucked in the arse?"

"Both."

"Slapping your face: very much; being fucked in the arse: er, yeah, but you should have asked me first."

He laughed. "You might have said 'no'."

"I definitely would have said 'no'."

"That's why I didn't ask."

He laughed again and she joined him. He looked at the clock - he had half an hour before he would be collected by the aide.

"So where you from, anyway?"

"Last place - New York. I was there ten years - originally from Europe."

He'd been trying to place her accent, which seemed to be a complete mixture. Now it made sense.

"Whereabouts in Europe?"

"Eastern Europe."

She didn't seem to want to be specific, so he gave up.

"So what you doing here then?"

"I got made an offer I couldn't refuse - $100,000 for the year, plus a bonus for good service, which could more than double that amount. For that he gets my body, but not my soul. Free board and lodging too, plus lots of gold jewellery. Been here almost two months now."

Alex laughed. "Is looking after guests like me part of the deal?"

"Only if we want to - but if we do, it's reflected in the bonus. The girls get a photo and some details of any guests in advance and can put their names forward if they're willing. You looked like a man who could make a girl happy, so I put my name forward, for the first time."

"And, did I make you happy?"

"Twice - but we're not supposed to enjoy it - strictly against the rules."

"So I heard."

She got up and went to the bathroom to clean herself up. When she returned, Alex was sitting on the bed, bags all packed and ready to go. He watched as she got dressed too. Simply stunning - god, he was going to miss this life.

"Have a good flight home."

"Thank you and enjoy the rest of your year's stay here."

She laughed. "Yeah, I am quite enjoying it - no bills to pay, no commuting etc." She walked to the door and paused when she got there. "Be seeing you." She waved goodbye and was gone.

I didn't even ask her name, thought Alex. He put the handcuffs away, tidied the bed a bit and waited for the aide to collect him. Right on time, the aide knocked on the door.

* * * * *

Downstairs, the Sultan was waiting for him.

"So, Mr. Alexander, I hope you enjoyed yourself. Looks like you've had your face slapped - don't say I didn't warn you."

"You did warn me, but it was well worth it."

The Sultan laughed. "Normally, if a girl can't be tamed during the training period, she doesn't get offered a contract, but there was something about that one, so I decided to keep her."

Alex nodded. "Yes. Whilst in America, have you ever been to a rodeo?"

The Sultan laughed. "Yes, indeed and it's a good analogy." He looked at his watch. "Well, your car is waiting. I hope you enjoyed your visit and I look forward to receiving your quotation in due course, but feel free to contact me if you have any questions."

"I will and thank you so much for your hospitality. I've enjoyed every minute of it - not just the dancing girls, but visiting your other palace and learning more about what you like and dislike."

The two men bad each other farewell and Alex was escorted to the car by an aide. He had hoped for another glimpse of Maria before he left, but sadly, it was not to be. He had really fallen for that girl and was going to miss her.

At the airport, he made himself comfortable in the first class lounge and waited for his flight, but it was delayed. With the revised departure time, it would now not arrive until after 8:00 am. Should he get the car at the other end to take him home or to the office? His own car was at the office, so it made sense to go there first.

He laughed - that meant he would get to fuck Penny first, then Wendy, rather than the other way round. His harem - he would have loved to have been able to add Maria to his harem!

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