In 1924, three Western women find their way into the harem and heart of the Sultan of Rakal Al Sulem. The three Tiffanys each have their own reasons to stay, but more importantly they all have reasons to work together for the betterment of the sultanate. This is their story.
The Three Tiffanys in his bedchamber tonight, couldn’t be more different, Farouz thought. Each wore a sheer knee-length lace nightgown with trimmings, but in different colors: black for Tiffany Takei, pink for Tiffany Walker and white for J. Tiffany Noore (the J is still secret).
Their faces, their heritage, their breasts, their hips were different. He marveled at the three Amercian women who found their way into his heart. The black accentuated Tiffany T’s oriental features. The American-Japanese engineer’s daughter defied her parents by staying for him.
Shy… No, demure. She could stop his breath by looking at him under her eyelashes. Her eyes shone when she laughed. And she had a cute way of holding her hand in front of her mouth when she did. Tiffany T explained to him that it was a Japanese gesture, her mother taught her.
Tonight, she was the first to crawl towards him on the bed and the first to kiss him. Little pecks at first, moving on to hungry kisses. Farouz had not yet found the depth of her oasis. When the three were together like this, it was usually Tiffany Walker who took the initiative.
Tiffany T’s warm hand found his hardness. She caressed him through his sirwāl, exploring his modest length. Sometimes, she teased his testicles, sliding a finger under them. Farouz tasted her sweet lips and took in her lavender scent. He opened his eyes. Hers were open as well.
Her gaze was naughty. Farouz felt her free his manhood. Without stopping kissing him, she sat on his lap, pressing his member down painfully. Tiffany T slid over him, sharing her wetness. Hearing that squishy sound, his heart skipped. She was moving a lot faster than he expected.
💌 Tiffany Takei pushed herself down on him. 💌
Farouz felt T take hold of his cock. She rubbed it against her black strip then against her moist pussy lips. Her eyes closed as she did, accompanied by a high tone mmm. He could feel her little pushes as she slid down on him. A hmm of satisfaction followed from both of them.
After a row with her parents, she stormed into the dessert. His men found her, dehydrated and sunburned. His mother tended to her for two weeks. What she did then impressed everyone: she fixed the generator his chief engineer couldn’t. Tiffany Takei wanted to go to university.
💌 Tiffany Takei rocked the sultan with passion. 💌
Her parents wanted her to go to Finishing school. When he offered to help, Tiffany T told him, she would never leave his side. So, here she was his full length in her. She rocked on his firmness. In unison, they said: “Rock around the cock.” Her eyes softened, his were loving.
Farouz took her virginity on their wedding night. She blurted that out. He had never seen someone of oriental descent blush that deep. He loved her determination to become an engineer, to please him as best she could, her intelligent eyes and soft lips. He gave his heart freely.
Hope you enjoyed Episode 3.