Jewels in a Sultan's Hareem

Thus, once both girls had relaxed, Adara suggested they wash themselves with water from amphoras in the tent, pouring it into porcelain bowls decorated with Turkey artwork. After cleaning and dressing themselves, they enjoyed the remaining part of their sail to Istanbul.

The winds were still fair, the water was now a whitish-blue, and the swells were about three to four feet. They had little trouble until they had to navigate the difficult waters through the narrow Bosporus strait that connects the Mediterranean - Aegean Sea and Marmara Seas with the Black Sea. However, with perseverance and good seamanship, they made good time and were soon docking at the Golden Horn in Istanbul, one of the most commodious natural harbors in the world.

In those days transportation was mostly done by foot, but the Sultan had ox-drawn carriages to bring an honored one such as Adara and the girls to his palace.

Sultan Abdul-Kareen, of course, remained in his throne room while Adara was received by his wife Johara who had two maidservants lead Yahminah and Jaffa to the quarters of the hareem as they followed behind to talk. Of course, both Jaffa and Yahminah had to wear traditional Turkish clothing now, including the hijab as dictated by Muslim law.

Therefore, Johara had to be patient and wait to see what her sister Adara had brought, and she, in turn, would communicate this news with the Sultan.

Adara and Johara talked about her journey, what happened in Athens, and the buying of the two girls.

When Johara heard the price Adara had paid, her eyes widened in surprise.

"Such a large amount, my sister," Johara inquired. "Are they that lovely? They must be for you to have spent so much for them."

Adara fixed her brilliant black eyes on her sister and answered with assurance, "Both Yahminah, the black, young girl from Nubia, and Jaffa, the young Egyptian girl, are two precious jewels to be added to the Sultan's hareem, two seductive jewels whose virginity is still intact as was confirmed with pelvic examinations on both girls by a Greek physician who is paid handsomely for his services. He would not lie, fearing he would lose this lucrative business he has with the slave traders.

"I saved the taking of their virginity until after returning to Istanbul where you, my sister, can take part in their deflowerment," Adara smiled.

Johara was pleased. "I thank my sister for being so considerate and having the self-control not to take their virginity during the long sail from Athens."

Adara replied, "You are welcome, but you must remember, even though I bought them for me, you are the Sultana of Istanbul. Are you not?"

This rhetorical question, of course, needed no reply other than a nod of Johara's head towards Adara, her beloved sister.

However, as the two continued to walk, Johara's mind tried to create what the two girls looked like and sense their sexuality, but strive as she might, she finally asked her sister, "Adara, I heard and believe what you said, but did you taste the fruit of these jewels during your journey back to Istanbul?"

Johara added a knowing smile to her question.

"My dear, dear, sister, you know me too well," Adara said coyly. "You know I prefer women to men. That is one of the reasons your husband trusts me to go afar and buy female slaves to add to his hareem. What I just told you about not taking their virginity I said to reassure you that it was still intact in both girls."

Johara licked her lips, "And do they taste good, my sister?"

"Mmmmm. Delicious. As sweet as figs but balanced with the juicy zest of the pomegranate," Adara answered.

"Do you think you might like to taste one this evening, my sister?" Adara asked, "if you are free tonight and the Sultan will be using another of his wives or concubines for his sexual pleasure?"

Johara smiled, "Yes, I arranged it to be free tonight, and I just might enjoy what you have brought from afar. After all, good fruit should be tasted while it is fresh and ripe. Should it not?"

"By all means, sister."

By now Johara, Adara, Yahminah, and Jaffa were at the two large, highly decorated doors gilded in gold that led to the hareem's quarters in the palace. There were two large, black, eunuch guards whose muscular arms were folded across their large chests standing at each doorway. In their belts was a curved scymitar blade. Eunuchs were the protectors of the Sultan's palace but especially his hareem.

The handmaids who had led the four opened the doors and held them until they passed into the large, open main room of the hareem.

Jaffa and Yahminah stopped and stood in awe at the beauty of the enormous room. Never in their young lives had they ever seen such a room nor ever knew it existed.

Gold was everywhere. Gilded mirrors were on the walls and fixed mirrors were secured to the ceilings. Tapestries of Turkish designs hung from the walls without the mirrors. Long lounges and matching chairs that were covered with thick, soft bedding with pillows of many colors strewn at their heads were placed throughout the whole room, and for accent tropical trees in large, gold color pots were had been placed around the room. Massive, white, marble pillars supported the elaborately designed ceiling.

However, what caught Yahminah's and Jaffa's eyes the most was the very large pool that was lined with porcelain tiles of white and royal blue, and figures of aquatic life such as dolphins and various kinds of fish had been painted on them.

However, the crowning effect was a three-tiered fountain in the center of the pool where four, life-size, beautiful naked women faced one another with their arms intertwined, joining them as one. Water bubbled up in the center from a single, gilded lily which cascaded down the four sexual, female, statuesque bodies. Around the pool were palm and date trees in extremely large, porcelain pots. The room looked as if one was being given a glimpse of the House of Allah and His Heaven.

Johara broke into the palpable quietness that filled the room as Yahminah and Jaffa let their eyes and emotions feast on all the beauty around them.

Breaking quietly into their reverie, however, Johara said, "I've waited long enough, Adara. Let me see these delicious sweets you've brought home with you."

Adara told the girls to stand up one level from the main floor and face them, and then she instructed the two handmaids to undress them slowly.

The handmaids did as ordered, and slowly each unwrapped the girls from their dresses and their hijabs, leaving them totally naked before Adara and Johara.

Johara's eyes sparkled, and she felt her heart beating beneath her breasts.

"Oh, my, Adara. You 'have' outdone yourself this time. Never have I seen such beautiful jewels as these two, and the contrast of their skin color makes for such a delightful, sensual, eye pleasing pair," said Johara.

Adara smiled knowingly, "I thought you would be pleased, my sister. Now do you think you'd like to taste them?"

"Oh, my, yes. And immediately. I don't have enough self-control to wait to taste them."

Adara almost giggled at her sister's frenzied excitement to taste the girls.

"All right, which one do you want first?" asked Adara.

Having given it some thought, Johara said, "It's so hard to choose, but I have an idea. I want to eat the black girl's pussy--Yahminah I think you called her--because it is so unusual to me while the other lies down on her back and eats my pussy. How does that sound?"

"It should do quite nicely, Johara."

"Yahminah, go over to that lounge closest to the fountain and lie down on it with your ass towards the bottom and your knees bent so your feet are on the floor. Once settled, open your legs for my sister.

"Jaffa, my sister will be kneeling with her legs spread wide so you can lie on your back and eat her pussy. She will lower her hips until her pussy touches your mouth. I think that should do."

When the three were in place, Johara lowered her head between Yahminah's juicy, black pussy and marveled at the pink vaginal line peaking out from her small pussy lips. She immediately separated Yahminah's pussy lips, exposing her coral vagina that allowed her to see the delicate, pink inside.

Johara lowered her head and hungrily began to eat Yahminah's pussy. At the same time, Jaffa was on her back and had her head between Johara's splayed legs with her arms wrapped around her thighs. This was a little more difficult for Jaffa with Johara than it was with Adara because her body was bigger than Adara's, but it was proportionate in its size.

As she pulled down on Johara's thighs, Johara lowered her contoured hips until her large pussy was touching Jaffa's mouth. Once Johara's hairy pussy touched Jaffa's waiting mouth, Jaffa started eating Johara's dripping pussy.

It was this way for some time, each enjoying the sex orgy in which they were involved. Johara eating Yahminah's pussy and Jaffa eating Johara's pussy. Adara, however, felt left out, so she undressed and lay down on the floor where Jaffa was. She lifted Jaffa's right leg, turned onto her left side, and brought their two pussies together in a scissor-like fashion.

Once connected, Adara started to fuck Jaffa's wet pussy with hers, and each felt her clit being massaged and stimulated by the fucking movements. Adara held tightly to Jaffa's leg and pressed down really hard.

Now all four of them were involved in a love tryst that would eventually bring them to orgasm, either individually or together. Either way, all would be sexually satiated and satisfied.

Johara used her fingers to keep Yahminah's pussy lips spread wide so she could really get her tongue in between them and get it into her creamy vagina as far as possible so she could coat it with Yahminah's pussy cream.

She tasted so good to Johara she couldn't get enough of Yahminah. After she withdrew her cum-coated tongue from Yahminah's pussy, she dragged her pink tongue along her black pussy lips. Her goal was to reach the frenum of Yahminah's clitoris that lies just under the clit itself where her pussy lips meet. Once there the tip of her tongue felt Yahminah's engorged, erect clit that was somewhat pink at the very tip while the skin beneath faded from light brown to black.

"Ohhhhh, that is so good. I never knew having my pussy's clit stroked by someone's tongue would feel so wonderfully good, so excrutiatingly sensitive. It's enough to make me cum," sighed Yahminah.

Now as Johara opened her mouth and brought it down completely onto Yahminah's already throbbing clit, Jaffa had her face buried into Johara's large pussy that was exceedingly covered with a huge bush of black hair. It grew between her legs and down to her asshole, and there was hair on the insides of her thighs. From the top of her mons pubic hair grew on her abdomen and up towards her navel. The hair on her armpits was also very long and heavy.

Jaffa, however, loved having Johara shove her heavy pussy bush onto her face when she squatted down, almost losing it within her hairy mons and giving her the opportunity to shove her tongue into her gaping pussy hole.

Jaffa also enjoyed searching through Johara's thick hair for her parted pussy lips so she could lick and suck on her very large clit that had an unusually large, fleshy protective hood and long shaft. It stood out like a little penis through a thicket of brush. Johara's clit was so extraordinarily large, Jaffa was able to take it fully between her lips and into her mouth so she was able to suck on it as if she were sucking on an erect, hard nipple.

When Jaffa sucked on Johara's magnificent clit, Johara swooned with sexual delight and thrust her hips down in order to stick it inside Jaffa's mouth even further than it had been. She also dropped her left hand down and placed it under Jaffa's head, pulling it up at the same time she was flattening Jaffa's lips completely around her sucking mouth and brought her chin onto her asshole. This sent wave after wave of erotic vibrations tingling all through the head of Johara's clit.

So, Johara was pleasuring Yahminah with her hands and talented mouth while Johara was squatting on Jaffa's face so she could eat her pussy to its fullest.

Adara continued to straddle Jaffa's legs from a sideways position so their pussies rubbed against one another's crotch. In this way Adara kept fucking Jaffa with her wanton pussy, becoming fully and sexually excited by the rubbing of their clits against one another.

Four women. Four women making love. Four women working hard to bring her partner and herself to orgasm. Four women, or should it be said, two women and two young girls of eighteen being introduced to the art of lesbian love, working towards her orgasm.


However one looks at the situation, their were four females searching for, hoping for, working for completion of their sexual quest, orgasms.

The four-way action continued for a few minutes more before whimpers of erotic joy and moans of sensual pleasure began to echo throughout the large hareem room in the Sultan's palace.

Then, as if going off in stages, one following on the force of the other, cries of ecstasy resounded from within the bodies of the four women as they trembled with desire and had reached the peak of their sexual energy so that each was ready to fall over the edge and plunge into the abyss of their orgasms.

Cries and mewels of "Oh's...Ooo's...Yeah's...That's what I want...That's what I need...fuck my pussy...suck my clit...suck me harder...eat my pussy...lick my clit...drink my cum, came from the four in their mutual giving and receiving of lesbian love.

It was, indeed, a day and a night of love for Yahminah and Jaffa, a day they would never forget, because in the course of one day, the passing of sun and moon, they became love slaves and the newest Jewels in Sultan Abdul - Kareen's Hareem.

What the days ahead would bring only time will tell.

Maggie Red Rose