Misc. Erotica Rockstar Harem

The girl grinned at me and nodded and let me steer her over to the elevators after Dillon and Heather had already gone up. She wore a thoughtful expression as we rode the elevator up, and before it stopped at our floor, she turned to look at me with a small frown.

“We plan to marry him,” her words shocked me, and she saw the expression register, and it caused her to grin, “I didn’t think anything would surprise you. I mean, if he’ll have us. And we can’t both… I mean, I know Heather is like, well… Heather, but we love each other. I just thought you should know.”

“That nice dear,” I said with a small nod, “I think the three of you will be quite happy. But you do realize-.”

“Oh, we know,” she said nodding and turning to exit once the door opened, “It took a few days for me to get Heather to see the beauty of it, but she’s come around. Don’t worry Mrs. Kowalski, we understand what you’re building here.”

As we walked down to my room, I thought about the hubris of youth and their firm belief in themselves. It was beautiful to see and forced me to reassess the girl as I hadn’t in years. The blonde, bubbly sorority girl hid a competent and self-assured young woman. She was slight, but her body was tight from hours of cardio and yoga.

She and Heather had taken to wearing dresses since my conversation with Morgan the other morning, but where my daughters were loose and flowing, Jen couldn’t help wearing tight form-fitting clothing.

The girl and I were both quiet as we slipped into my room, and both of us hurried over to the adjoining door and flashed each other conspiratorial grins. Pressing ourselves to either side of the doorframe, we were able to hear muffled words from the other side.

“I didn’t think you liked me at all,” that was Dillon’s deep voice, and he must have been standing right up against the wall for him to come through so clearly.

“You’re forgiven,” Heather said, “but only if you kiss me again.”

Jen and I raised our eyebrows at one another, grinning as the sound of making out could clearly be heard. Then a heavy thump as something fell to the ground and a scrape along the wall. Kisses turned into heated moans and the rustling of clothing hitting the floor. I felt my face go beet red when I realized what was happening no more than five feet away from me.

Reaching out, I let my fingertips drag down the door, bottom lip trembling as I hungered for Dillon’s touch, to see the lust and pleasure on his handsome face and on my gorgeous girls as he took her. Jen caught my look, causing me to blush further and grinned in return, reaching out to take my hand in hers and kiss the fingertips.

Unable to stop myself I pulled the slender young woman to myself, sampling of her sweet lips. She trembled in my arms, and I knew she could be mine right then, but at that moment, a heavy thud, thud, thud started up from the other side of the door, and we both froze. A moment later, the high pitched cry of a woman reaching the peak of her pleasure rose from Heather, and I felt Jen tremble with an ever greater need than what I was feeling.

“Oh, Dillon!” Heather said, “you’re so gorgeous… holy god… I’d don’t know how long I can…”

“Not yet… please… Oh god… I’m cumming again!”

The sounds of love from the other side of the door were driving both Jen and I wild, but I knew what the girls needed. Turning her in my arms, I reached up to the zipper at the back of her dress and drew it down, peeling the garment off her slender shoulders, causing her to shiver even further.

“Go to them,” I whispered in her ear, “Show him he must accept you together… show him how you feel.”

“But it’s Heathers-.”

“No!” I said with more fierceness than I realized I felt, and kissed the soft skin of her neck as I pushed the dress down and unhooked the girl's bra, dropping it as well, “You deserve him just as much as she… and you love her as much as he ever could… go prove it to them both.”

“Thank you,” Jen said, spinning in my arms and kissing me quickly, her tiny pink tongue darting in my mouth and sending a shiver down my spine as it danced with mine for a moment. Then she was stepping back and drawing in a deep breath, “How do I look?”

“Beautiful,” I grinned, and before she could second guess, I reached down and opened the door quickly, stepping behind it.

The sounds of wet sucking met my ears and a gasp from Dillon. Heather giggled and said, “Aren’t you going to join me?” and then Jen leaped through into the other room and fell beside my daughter.

Dillon sat on the bed, his eyes wide with shock, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips as he looked from Jen to Heather and back. The look he saw on both girls’ faces obviously reassured him, because he grinned back that boyish grin I love so much.​