A delicious dinner with his exponentially growing harem
Author's note: This series was recently renamed Eroflu (erogenous influenza) because Final Flu wasn't unique enough for search engines to find it.
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Bingyang woke up to the sounds of the party downstairs, half expecting to find that the whole insane experience had been a dream, the hottest fucking dream anyone had ever had. When she opened her eyes would she still be on that bus? That moment on the bus when she looked out and saw him had been when her world suddenly turned upside down. Or maybe she'd be back in her own bed and the entire day was a dream, half mundane and half impossibly pleasurable wild sex. No, if it was a dream, she was still in it. She could smell him, hear him breathing, and she was still holding his hand. He was right there. She opened her eyes. He was real. Jim was sleeping right there in front of her, still nude, together under the sheet with her, still on his side facing her. That impossible man was real. All of it had been real. She lifted the sheet and looked down. His magic cock was real. The spectacular orgasms it had given her were real. And the babies it had given all those women were all so very real.
Everyone but her and that Korean girl. Bingyang because she wasn't fertile yet, and Sooyoung because she had passed out from a spectacular orgasm when Jim went down on her. The others had all ended up filled with his babies and with pure joy, stunningly powerful overwhelming happiness. All Bingyang had gotten was by far the best sex of her life, in every position, and five epic orgasms that had left her body exhausted and shaking. He had kept coming back to her, making her come over and over but always holding back his own orgasm, in between knocking up the others. And he returned to that Tai Chi master girl pretty often too, but not quite as much as Bingyang. Their sex was so fucking amazing to watch. She had been doing nude Tai Chi the whole time, and he'd see her in some impossible position and just have to fuck her that way, rushing to her, sliding into her, his body providing the thrusting as hers transitioned fluidly in slow motion into other impossible positions and he tried his best to stay with her.
Early on, he also kept coming back to Xin Yan, that stunningly lovely girl with the captivating soulful eyes, but then he had given in, taking mercy on her and finally knocking her up with twins because she was so desperate for it, having waited all day since she saw him from a coffee shop window that morning. Bingyang had only had to wait a few minutes after she met him, but even that had been torture. She couldn't imagine what that poor girl had gone through waiting all day for him.
Oh my god, those orgasms. Each so fucking incredible. She had never had five in one night. Actually, she was pretty used to not coming at all during sex. It just always took her a long time to get there, and it almost never took men long. It was the curse of her beauty and her absurdly sexy body. None of them could hold on nearly long enough for her unless they did it in complete darkness. Looking at her body and at her face in shock, they would lose control, all of them. That was kind of fun, and she'd remind herself to take it as a compliment, but it was also a disappointment she had had to get used to. Men who swore they had never lost control before would just blow almost immediately in her. She would sometimes make them get her off with their tongue after, or just take care of herself with her fingers, but what she really wanted was a hard cock hitting her just right deep inside, one that knew how to find her g spot, and one that could keep going long enough for her to finish.
Jim had seemed just as amazed by her beauty and her sexy body as anyone, his eyes wide in wonder, looking her over again and again, just feasting his eyes, but he held on anyway. And he hit her just right inside, always finding that perfect angle to get her g spot, and using his fingers so perfectly on her clit. He made her come so fast and so hard each time. The second time he took her, after knocking up those two sweetheart chefs, she had thought it would finally be his turn to come. She never imagined she'd be able to come again, or that he'd be able to wait again. But he gave her an even more powerful orgasm and he somehow held on, then pulled out of her trembling body and moved on to plunder the tight sexy body of that Olympic diver. And he kept doing it, each time coming back to her and blowing her mind again, each successive orgasm even more powerful.
At the end, she was exhausted, her whole body trembling, but she didn't let herself pass out. She wanted to see him finish. There were only those two Swedish girls and the Tai Chi master left. Lying on the bed she had watched in awe as he savored his conquest of the two Swedish girls, trying them both in several positions, driving them both to multiple orgasms and torturing them by holding back his sperm. Then finally, finally he was ready. He alternated between those last three pussies, driving them all expertly to the brink, then he made them all come together and knocked them all up in one long powerful orgasm.
And then that beast still wanted more, somehow. Afterward, at the height of that beautiful shared joy that followed, he was already looking hungrily at Bingyang, wanting her still, hoping she was fertile. But she wasn't yet. How the fuck could he want more after all that? Out of fertile pussies, he gave in to exhaustion, lying down with Bingyang and holding her hand. They were both asleep in seconds.
And now as she watched him sleep, she realized she was finally ready. She was so very fertile, right now. She could bear twins for him. Her body had known somehow. That was why it woke her up. It was time. And he seemed to be having a nightmare. She knew just what to do to comfort him. She scooted down under the sheet and took his soft cock into her mouth, not caring one bit about the strong funky flavor of the dozen pussies it had recently plundered. He gasped in his sleep as she swirled her tongue on his rapidly hardening shaft.
Soon his shaft was ready, although he seemed to still be asleep. She was so turned on, so wet. There was no reason to wait. No more teasing, no more games, no more holding back. She would take what she craved, right fucking now. She scooted back up and put one leg over him, then lined up his shaft and pushed slowly onto him, gasping at the unbelievable pleasure it caused, still not used to it, still just utterly amazed at how good every inch of it felt as it slowly filled her. Soon they were fully joined, and other than a slight moan, there was no sign he was awake. She began to thrust on him, the feeling so exquisite, his body responding in his sleep, his nightmare clearly changing to a much happier dream.
Jim woke up right on the brink of orgasm deep inside Bingyang's sweet pussy as she thrust urgently onto him, one leg over him, facing each other on their sides, her gorgeous smiling face inches away. The feeling that he had been having a nightmare was still there, but the details of it were instantly lost in the urgency of the moment. He seized her hips and stopped her. "Wait," he said, "don't move!" Just maybe, if she didn't move an inch for a few seconds, he could get control. He was right on the brink. Any slight movement might send him over.
She smiled at him, and she paused for him for a few seconds, allowing him to start to back down from the brink. But then she shook her head. She didn't want any more torture, any more epic orgasms. The look in her eyes made it crystal clear she wanted one thing, two twin things actually, and with him right on the edge like this, she was going to just take them. She rolled on top of him and sat up, then proceeded to ride him so fucking gorgeously, irresistibly, chanting "knock me up" over and over.
It was too late, too hot, and just fucking perfect anyway, no need to try to try to do the impossible and make it better, no need to make her come yet again after what he'd done to her earlier. All he could do was look down one last time in awe at that impossibly sexy body and then back up at the equally impossibly beautiful face of this woman he'd picked out of the crowded rush hour streets just two hours ago, this one in a million beauty who was about to make him the most perfect twin babies. And then he erupted deep in that goddess body, spurting his seed into her womb, crying out his pleasure and soaking in the incredible sight of her pounding onto him, her unbelievably sexy fertile body welcoming his seed, driving it home, so absolutely satisfied, thrilled, overjoyed to finally feel what she had craved so much.
And then she lowered herself down to kiss him and just as their lips met they both felt it, gasping together. She was bearing his twins. The bliss rose up, lifting them together, up and up, so powerfully, so beautifully connected, wiping each other's happy tears, kissing, thanking each other, just absolutely full of indescribably powerful miraculous happiness, awash in a sea of joy, massive waves of it carrying them along as they tightly clung together. The dark thoughts that had come back to him in his sleep were banished again, completely forgotten, unable to bother him in the slightest, chased out by pure overwhelming joy. What a perfect way to wake up.
A few minutes later they got up together. Daiyu and Chun were there to help them, with an extra dress for Bingyang since all she had with her were casual clothes. He looked into the next bedroom while he waited for them to finish with Bingyang. Sooyoung was sleeping, with Chao-Xing and Chenguang cuddled up to her on either side. His two helpers were awake, having heard the sound of Jim's orgasm. They already kind of knew what must have just happened, but when they saw his joy-filled face they really knew, and they both felt that contagious joy fill them too. They both carefully got up without waking Sooyoung and rushed out to hug him and Bingyang, quietly squealing and whispering with happiness. They got dressed too, and a few minutes later, their faces still radiating joy, the four of them went to join the party.
Jim stopped a moment at the top of the stairs to look down at the party below. The dinner party was supposed to start in a few more minutes, but a few dozen gorgeous women had arrived early. He knew the ones he'd enthralled earlier today would be desperate after waiting hours for him, so it was no surprise that the ten from Mia's lunch were already there, along with the eleven from Xiang's hospital. But the eleven dancers from this morning weren't there, although he saw their supplies piled up in a corner.
There were at least a few gorgeous new faces among them too. God, what a sight they all were. The unbelievably hotness of all those bodies down there, all for him, all recruited so perfectly to be irresistible to him. His lust was roaring back. That short nap, less than an hour, had somehow completely recharged him, especially his balls. They felt as swollen as if he hadn't had any release in a week.
Jim avoided eye contact as they descended so he could savor enthralling each new recruit as he met them. He was surprised to find his heart was racing. He was looking forward to this so much. The thrill of hunting for Bingyang on the crowded rush hour streets and the reminder of just how rare her beauty was made this all the more exciting. What a gift to be able to meet a crowd of women like this, where every one was such a rare find, the result of so much scouting work by his harem.
Amazingly, he was absolutely in no way used to this. He had done basically this same thing last night, joining a party in this same place, meeting a whole crowd of gorgeous women, and reveling in the certainty that he could and would have any of them. But it was somehow even more exciting now than it had been last night, even though there weren't as many women here, not yet anyway. Last night the scale of it was amazing but a little daunting, making him wonder if he could possibly finish by the end of the week. But then last night he had knocked up that whole huge initial crowd, plus many more who arrived later. Now there were no nagging thoughts about it being too many. He knew what he could do now, and anyway, he wanted too many. He wanted endless new pussies, endless new gorgeous conquests, endless fertile wombs to fill. He wanted to just wallow in it, just drown in the lust, pleasure, and joy of it all endlessly, to make sure his mind stayed distracted from those dark thoughts that kept threatening to return.
And doing so many last night was about to pay off. What was coming tonight was his reward for all that work last night. He had created a huge army of recruiters, obsessively devoted all day to finding the absolute hottest possible goddesses for him. That had led to the unbelievable sexiness and beauty of the women here and the many others who were on the way. And then what would tomorrow bring? Could they possibly raise their standards even higher? There was only one way to find out. Tonight he would do his utmost to again exponentially grow his army of fanatical hunters.
Kai-Ming was first with a group of five stunningly beautiful Chinese models. Goddesses, utter perfection. Five more like Dandan. Or like Bai. Or Anhe, or Dongmei, or Biyu, or Ah. Could he ever get enough of elite Chinese models? The first one was clinging to his hand now, breathless, panting with lust, unable to speak. Kai-Ming introduced her as Chuntao. God, what a fucking angel, what an impossibly lovely face, what stunning eyes, what perfect skin, and holy shit what a sexy slender curvy body, absurdly long legs, wide hips, and an impossibly tiny waist. And she would be his. Whenever he wanted. She was ready right now. Desperate to give herself to him. And ready to make him such perfect twin babies. He poured his lust for her into his eyes and she shuddered and moaned in response.
The other four models seemed alarmed by the intensity of Chuntao's reaction. One had taken a step back. He glanced up at them, quickly catching each of their eyes in turn, and reveled in the thrill of watching them all gasp in shock and then stare with rapidly growing lust at him. Then he took his time shaking each of their hands and taking in their incredible beauty as Kai-Ming introduced them as Lanfen, Meihui, Xuirong, and Cuifen. They were all so different but all so perfect. Impossibly gorgeous and sexy. And all so ready, so fertile for him. Especially Cuifen, the last model, a wonderfully sweet-faced slender goddess, who would bear him twins like Chuntao.
He lingered holding Cuifen's hand and just soaking in her beauty while Kai-Ming spoke. He was fighting a powerful temptation to just take her upstairs right now. And the other four models. And some of the others crowded around watching in breathless lust, all so thrilled to watch him enthrall more. They were mostly the professors and doctors from this morning, their brilliant kind eyes all now overflowing with desire and excitement, all utterly desperate after waiting all afternoon for him. He'd have them all, and soon, but not yet. There were a few more to meet, and dinner smelled amazing.
Kai-Ming was explaining that Marie and Chariya had been sent for in-person recruiting around China, and a few others had been sent to fly to major global fashion hubs around the world, once they realized yesterday afternoon that in-person eye contact was needed for recruiting. They had been trying to convince models to come from all over the world and had mostly only succeeded with relatively new models who were hungry for an opportunity. More established models had mostly said no, including these five. But as soon as someone who had met Jim asked in person, they would always drop other plans and come. The implications of this were obvious, and so fucking hot to think of. These five were just the first trickle of a coming tidal wave of unbelievably hot elite models on their way to him from all over the world.
Next were Yahui and Wangshu, his masseuses from last night, each with a new masseuse to introduce him to. Yahui's recruit was a gorgeous sweetheart Vietnamese girl named Bian, full of lively joyful adorable energy, reminding him of both Mei and Chenguang. Jim was floored, gazing into her lust-filled eyes, both of them unable to speak, just staring at each other, eye-breeding, their desire just off the charts. It took all his willpower to resist just taking her upstairs right then, or even just taking her right there in the living room. She would be so much fun, and she would be an incredible mother for the perfect twin babies she was so ready to make for him.
As he turned to meet the other new masseuse, a gorgeous fit late-20s Chinese girl named Tao, Bian began to massage her way up his arm, stepping close to him and moving around to work on his shoulders and then back, her face hovering inches from his neck, her breath hot and ragged. Tao was spectacular. Such a gorgeous face, such lively kind beautiful eyes, and holy shit what a body shape. And her touch was electrifying. She was already lightly massaging her way up his other arm, and oh my fucking god these two were driving him wild with their touch. What a gift. What an incredible gift they were.
Akari stepped forward, her stunning sultry eyes locked on his. The Japanese professor who had blown him under the table at lunch today reached into her purse and pulled out something for him. It was a tablecloth. She smiled mischievously and led him to a large dinner table, surrounded by soft floor mats instead of chairs. The tablecloth covered it completely and hung down all the way to the floor. She guided him to kneel at the table, right in front of a large slit in the tablecloth. Then she crawled under the table, followed by two others he had met at lunch: Nur, a Malaysian doctoral student, and Min-Zhan, a Chinese professor. Yuming set down a plate of food and a smoothie for him, and many of his other women joined the table, kneeling all around it with their own plates. He scooted close to the table as six hands from under the table spread the slit in the tablecloth apart and began caressing his thighs, circling slowly closer to his straining erection.
His two new masseuses were behind him, massaging his back and shoulders. Soraya, that lovely sweetheart pediatrician from Iran with the wonderfully soulful kind eyes, and Lilavati, that delectable delicate skinny Indian post-doctoral researcher, were on either side of him, pressing close and squirming against him as they ate.
Chenguang was massaging Soraya's shoulders and Chao-Xing was moving behind Lilavati. He looked up and caught Chenguang's eyes. "Go and eat. You too, Chao-Xing. I'll need you both at full strength upstairs soon." They both giggled excitedly and nodded, then headed for the kitchen.
The table was at about elbow height, and with the floor-length tablecloth and the two girls pressed on either side of him, what was going on in front of him under the table was completely hidden. Soon the mischievous fingers under the table had unzipped his fly and hauled out his cock, and he felt a familiar extremely talented mouth take him in. Akari. Oh my god, that girl was a genius blowjob artist. The magic fingers of the two new masseuses were adding another layer of sensual pleasure with gentle teasing caresses everywhere they could reach, each bite of food was mind-blowingly delicious, and everywhere he looked there were gorgeous lust-filled eyes fixed on him.
He tried to keep still and avoid showing how insanely pleasurable it all was, because Ming-Yue was leading two new recruits to the table to meet him. He caught their eyes as they approached and soaked in the sight of that sexy gasp that meant they were becoming his. The first he recognized as subject 4, from Cheon-Sa's lab, the one who hadn't been fertile yet when he left. He had only seen her through one-way glass. And now her darling angelic sweetheart face was filling rapidly with lust as she stared at him across the table, breathless, frozen in place, leaning across the table shaking his hand, unaware of what was going on beneath. Ming-Yue introduced her as Meixiang and he managed to croak out "Such a pleasure to meet you." She opened her mouth to reply but just moaned at him instead, loudly, passionately, the kind of sound you'd expect if he was sliding his cock deep into her for the first time. This produced giggles and many answering moans from the crowd, all of them so incredibly turned on by this display, all of them knowing what Meixiang was feeling and vicariously sharing it, all of them so fucking excited by the thought of him adding yet another gorgeous soon-to-be conquest to his already ridiculous harem.
Ming-Yue's other recruit was a gorgeous dusky Tibetan undergraduate student named Dawa. She took Meixiang's place leaning over the table and he took both of her hands in his, caressing them as she panted and stared at him with her intense sultry eyes. Holy fucking shit, those eyes were stunning, so expressive, so wise, somehow so perfectly suited to communicating desire, and her desire was off the charts.
"Jim, what's Dawa's status?" Ming-Yue asked.
"She's ready. Very, very ready," he said.
"Thought so. We had her in the lab this morning but she was on day 2 of her period. Then her period stopped and we monitored some amazingly fast changes to her uterus. It took only about ten hours instead of ten days to get ready."
"Get ready?" Dawa asked, panting. "Do you mean…"
"Yes," Ming-Yue answered. "I mean fertile. Your body is now as ready as it could be for Jim's seed."
"Oh my god," she gasped, staring at Jim as the idea finally crystallized in her mind, the driving purpose behind this incredible lust becoming clear and driving the lust even higher. It was so right. The feeling just washed over her, beautiful absolute certainty that making his baby would be so right, so perfect, the best thing she could ever do.
Jim felt Akari's mouth leave his cock and another mouth take her place. What a fucking incredible moment, the powerful thrill of enthralling Dawa and Meixiang combined with the unbelievable sensations those three under the table were delivering, not to mention the two masseuses working on his back and shoulders from behind, the two eager gorgeous thralls squirming against him from either side, now both nuzzling at his neck, the delicious tastes and smells of the food, and the smell of very wet pussies all around.
He gazed around the room. Over thirty new pussies, all so wet for him, all as fertile as they could be. And about twenty expectant mothers of his children, all radiating that beautiful joy. For the moment there didn't seem to be any more new recruits to meet, so he reached his hands around behind Soraya and Lilavati and slowly caressed his way up their legs under their skirts. They both shifted their knees farther apart and pressed their asses back, squirming in anticipation. His fingers finally found sweet slick wetness. No panties. He stroked them and then dipped a fingertip inside each of them while opening his mouth to let Aranya feed him a bite. Oh my god, what a feeling. What a combination. Yet another layer of pleasure on top of everything, his fingers delighting in two extremely wet sweet tight clenching little pussies as they moaned their pleasure into his neck. How could this possibly get any better?
The obvious answer to that question came almost immediately. He felt the mouth on his cock move off and suddenly he was entering something even better under the table. Tighter, sweeter, hotter, more pleasurable even than Akari's mouth. It had to be a pussy. He was two inches in when it stopped a moment and he heard that familiar shocked gasp from under the table, the sound of a woman being blown away by how insanely pleasurable his cock felt as it entered her for the first time. He leaned back slightly and looked down. He recognized Akari's red shoes on either side of his knees. And then she pushed again, and he saw her ass and pussy come into view as she kneeled under the table pushing back onto his cock. Oh my fucking god what a thrill, what an incredible moment. He watched as she slowly luxuriated in driving all the way back onto him.
Then he had to kneel back upright and press his belly forward again against the table to hide the action below, while reluctantly withdrawing his hands from the pussies on either side because five new recruits had just arrived and were being led towards him. They were stunningly beautiful young professional women, all tall, slender, extremely elegant, utterly gorgeous, and somehow familiar. He couldn't resist staring at them as they approached, so all five were enthralled before they reached the table. They stood there panting and staring at him for a long moment as Akari sped up her lovemaking under the table, making the glasses on the table shake. One of them finally managed to speak and introduced herself as Peizhi. She shook his wet hand and he held on a moment, showing her with his eyes how much he wanted her, then just savoring her incredibly sexy reaction as she panted and clung to him. Then she composed herself and said they were all reporters for Chinese state television, and that Fei Fei had sent them to meet him. She introduced the others as Jiayi, Wenquiang, Yanyu, and Huiling.
As he held Jiayi's hand and gazed into her eyes, they could all clearly hear the sounds of Akari's lovemaking, her ass slapping his thighs, her moans growing higher. He was moaning too, around another delicious bite of food Duyen had fed him. Jiayi's eyes were wide again. She now knew what was happening under the table. And she fucking loved it. Not a trace of jealousy. He was having sex, right now, as he met her, and it was driving her wild.
Same with Wenquiang. She shook his hand and then held it, trembling with urgent desire as they both poured lust into each other's eyes, to the sound of Akari's near-orgasmic moans. He started moving his hips, meeting Akari's thrusts and rattling the dishes on the table. He was getting close too, and he didn't try to hide it. Did he want to come already? He couldn't see any reason not to. What a fucking thrill, what an incredible moment. There was no reason to wait, no reason to want it to somehow be better, for him or for Akari.
He was right. She couldn't possibly be more excited. Akari was loving this. She had been craving this all afternoon, fantasizing about exactly this, wishing she had gotten to do this at lunch. She was about to have the most fucking epic orgasm of her life. Her pussy clenched and spasmed on him as she sped up, impaling herself deeply onto him over and over, the pleasure of every stroke so far beyond what she'd ever experienced before, her thoughts fixed on getting his seed, his baby. It would be so soon. It was so perfect, so right, a dream come true, ten times better than she had imagined it, her desperate craving about to be fulfilled. She felt him swelling, preparing to erupt as she heard another girl introducing herself to him above.
He shook and then held Yanyu's hand and locked eyes with her as his orgasm approached, giving her near-orgasmic moans in place of "Nice to meet you." She had her free hand under her skirt and was rubbing furiously, her gorgeous elegant face full of stunned excitement. Akari was blasting off, coming so fucking hard on him, her wild passionate cries so contagiously sexy, producing a chorus of appreciative moans from the crowd. Jim somehow held on a few seconds longer, right on the edge, just soaking in the incredible moment as his pleasure peaked. He let go of Yanyu's hand then reached down and grabbed Akari's hips, pulling her spasming body hard onto him, finding that perfect spot deep inside her just in time and blasting off into orgasm, his eyes still locked with Yanyu's, crying out each wave of pleasure and letting Akari resume thrusting as he watched Yanyu begin to come too, so beautifully, so sexily, so elegantly, shuddering and squirming, her lovely eyes locked on his the whole time, the familiar eyes of this national news reporter absolutely full of urgent desire for him, watching him ride out the last of his aftershocks as he knocked up Akari.
Finally, he shook hands with Huiling, the youngest-looking of the reporters, an absolute angel with an absurdly sexy exaggeratedly feminine body. He was holding both of her hands and gazing at her, just soaking in her beauty, when he heard Akari gasp from under the table. She pulled off of him and turned around. He leaned back from the table and looked down as her face popped through the slit in the tablecloth next to his cock, looking up at him radiating pure joy. She was pregnant. This gorgeous, brilliant professor had his baby in her womb. As Akari took his cock back into her wonderful mouth, the joy welled up so powerfully in him, and then he glanced around at all the beautiful faces eagerly watching and saw it spread to them too. A wave of intense joy spread through the crowd wherever he looked. Beautiful, perfect shared bliss. Heavenly pure happiness. Still holding one of Huiling's hands, his other hand tenderly stroking Akari's hair as she lovingly sucked his cock, he gazed again up at Huiling's face, so full of wonder, lust, and reflected joy, and then again back around at all of them.
What a moment. Unbelievable pleasure, impossibly perfect bliss, and unbelievably powerful lust for more. It all just kept getting better. Every time he thought it couldn't, it did. And yet again, despite how utterly satisfying it was, his lust did not diminish. It was only going higher. He wanted more. So fucking many more. All of them. All these sexy bodies are mine for the taking, he thought, gazing hungrily around his ridiculously huge harem of gorgeous women. All these sweet new fertile pussies. He wanted them all, as fucking soon as possible. But he was going to make himself wait, at least finish his dinner first.
Akari pulled her mouth off of him and scooted out of the way of another girl whose feet had appeared around his knees, her panties around one ankle. He leaned back farther and spread the tablecloth slit wider to see. It was Nur on her knees in front of him, her skirt hiked up, looking back at him as she backed her tight smooth dark caramel body towards him while Akari aimed his cock at her entrance. Slick sweet tightness enveloping his tip, making both of them groan at the insane pleasure of it. The thrill of yet another conquest, once again always so powerful, so special, slowing time down, making him even more present in that beautiful moment as she became his. She pushed again and he watched her slowly drive her gorgeous body another inch onto his shaft, gasping and quivering as the pleasure overwhelmed her again.
She had stopped, needing time to adjust, but he needed to push forward to hide the action again because three more women had just come in the front door. He pushed himself back upright, pressing his belly back against the table and driving his cock deep into Nur. She cried out, far too loudly, "Ahh! Yes! So good!" There were suppressed giggles from the crowd.
The three newcomers paused. Two of them seemed a little alarmed and looked at the third, who smiled calmly at them. Like she was expecting it. Her face was reassuring, calmly in control. As if to tell them this was all according to her plan. The other two relaxed.
Xueqin smiled at her nervous colleagues and led them toward the dinner table. She hadn't been surprised at all to hear cries of sexual pleasure at the party. She had been half expecting that this was some kind of sex cult. That hotel manager Ping had clearly thought it was; he had been putting those security camera videos of all the women coming to this penthouse in his porn collection.
She wasn't sure if Fei Fei knew, or if Fei Fei was even involved in this somehow, but her mission here was obvious. Everyone here was involved in something that could potentially embarrass them. She was here to document it with the hidden cameras in her purse and in her shoe, just in case they needed to influence any of these people in the future. Fei Fei hadn't needed to tell her that. She had told her to go in person, and obviously, the reason to need to go in person had to be to document what was going on inside the penthouse, where there were no security cameras. She'd keep the footage encrypted and securely offline in case Fei Fei ever asked for it.
What Fei Fei had actually said out loud was kind of the opposite. She had said she wanted to protect their secrets. It sounded like she really meant it. Fei Fei had never visited her home before, and to do it so late at night made it immediately clear how important this was to her. And there was that strange look in her eye, something akin to religious fervor mixed with deep satisfaction and joy. Xueqin had never seen her that way, or maybe anyone else either. It was clearly so important to Fei Fei, which made it very important to Xueqin too. She was loyal to her mentor, owing so much to her, and she trusted her completely.
Xueqin had put Fei Fei's whole list of people under protective counter-intelligence surveillance immediately, which was how she had discovered the hotel manager spying on them. She had started secret case files on all of them so that she would get an alert if anyone else lower ranking than her in Chinese intelligence started looking into them. And if anyone higher ranking did, they'd get an alert requesting that they meet with her about it. Usually, that kind of alert would lead someone higher ranking to just drop whatever they had been curious about. They were busy people, and knowing someone else was on a case already would usually be enough for them.
As they approached the table she heard her two colleagues gasp. They were staring at Jim. She glanced at them, noting their powerful reactions to him. It was just like the girls in the security camera footage that she had studied and practiced in the mirror so she could fake it. Xueqin hadn't looked at him yet. She had been trying to position herself so she could get the tip of her shoe under that tablecloth without making it obvious what she was doing, but her colleagues ended up in the way. She wasn't exactly trying to avoid looking at him. Or was she? She was a little nervous about it for some reason, but she reminded herself that was silly. She'd never had the slightest attraction to any man. She had been assuming that was part of why Fei Fei chose her for this mission, so she would be immune to his charms. Fei Fei of course knew she was a lesbian. She made no secret of it. To be openly gay certainly didn't help a career in state security, but the alternative of trying to keep it secret would absolutely disqualify her because it would make her vulnerable to blackmail.
Jim was shaking hands with her colleague Biluo. And then they were holding on a little too long, then a lot too long, staring at each other with unbelievably intense lust. Girls all around were suppressing moans. His hips were slightly thrusting. The table was shaking a little. Xueqin squirmed in place. She had to admit to herself she was getting a little turned on. Ok, a lot turned on. Fucking wet as hell. The smell of pussy was thick in the air, the lust in every eye so intense, and these women, oh my god these women were all so fucking gorgeous, so insanely hot. It was unreal, a dream, a fantasy come to life to be surrounded by the urgently wet pussies of so many gorgeous women.
As Biluo stepped back from the table and Lirong took her place to lean over the table to shake hands with Jim, Xueqin was finally able to step into an empty space and get her toe under the tablecloth to record what was going on under there, which was pretty damn obvious by now anyway. His thrusting was no longer subtle, and neither were the near-orgasmic gasps and moans coming from under the table. Whoever he was fucking was loving it, her pleasure so intense and contagious. The whole crowd clearly knew too, and they all loved it. There were many hands under dresses rubbing away. God, what a kinky scene, what thrilling insane debauchery.
And Lirong was in heat too, panting, almost drooling as she clung to Jim's hands. There was no way she was faking it. Unlike Xueqin and Biluo, Lirong was an analyst with no field agent training. She was so easy to read. She couldn't possibly be this good at acting. That severe, serious, brilliant, all-business intelligence analyst had been utterly transformed into a wanton slut, her eyes pleading with Jim to take her, her free hand now brazenly groping her crotch through her dress, not caring who was watching, only focused on him and on her obviously desperate need to give herself to him.
Xueqin still hadn't made eye contact with him. The moment of truth was coming. It was a good thing she was so fucking turned on. That would make it even easier to fake that reaction now. She'd just have to pretend her arousal was about him, not about all these women.
Finally, he released Lirong's hand and turned to Xueqin. She took a deep breath, looking down and steeling herself. Slowly she raised her gaze towards him as she extended her hand to shake his, her heart hammering in her chest, her throat tight, her wet pussy clenching. Their eyes met, and then their hands. Oh my fucking god. All thoughts of faking that reaction were forgotten. She gasped in absolute shock, just like the others, feeling her arousal skyrocket, her desire for this man so unbelievably intense. She had never had the slightest interest in a man. And now he was the only thing she wanted in the world. She wanted, no, needed his cock. That cock that was right now obviously fucking someone else under the table. She needed that cock to take her, to ravish her body, conquer her, fuck her so hard, as fucking soon as possible.
No, not just that. She wanted more than that. She wanted his DNA. She wanted his seed in her fertile womb. Holy fucking shit, she had never wanted anything more. He was so virile, so potent, and he was clearly about to blast some of that perfect seed right now into someone else under the table. She clung to his hand and watched in awe as he gave a strangled gasp and pressed himself harder against the shaking table. He was doing it, right now, right in this glorious moment, giving his miracle seed to someone else, his eyes fixed on hers and pouring out his lust for her, promising he would fill her too, while his cock blasted off and poured his seed into someone else still unseen under the table. Unseen but loudly crying out her overwhelming pleasure, perfectly communicating how right it felt when she finally felt what she craved spurting out and painting her womb. Every woman in the room understood her sounds completely.
It was beyond hot, just mind-blowingly sexy. His eyes, the pleasure on his face, the sounds from both lovers, the thoughts that filled her head, and the deep aching craving in her clenching pussy and in her hyper-fertile womb. Xueqin shuddered and moaned as a mini-orgasm took her, rising up out of nowhere, despite not even touching her clit at all. That had never happened. It was impossible, all of it. Her body was trembling, her legs feeling like they might give out. Two other girls made space for her and guided her gently to kneel on the floor mat at the table. And then she was kneeling before him, their eyes still locked together, and it felt like she was there to worship. To offer herself to this sex god. To submit to him. This impossible man, the only man in the world she had ever wanted, who could give her the only thing in the world she now wanted. His intense lustful gaze still fixed on her, she bowed her head in submission. She was his.
When she looked up she saw someone emerging from under the table next to him. Gorgeous like all the women here, luscious dark caramel skin, and a face just utterly radiating joy. Xueqin had never seen anyone so happy. She saw his eyes meet hers and the joy spread to his face. And then he glanced around at the crowd and a wave of that joy hit them all. As soon as his eyes met hers she knew the reason. That girl was now pregnant. And it was so fucking right, so wonderful, so gloriously perfect. She was so happy for them. And she knew now why dozens of other women at the party had seemed to be glowing so blissfully when she arrived. He had knocked them up too. It was the same bliss, the same perfect beautiful joy in all of their eyes. More intense in this initial moment of realization, but still recognizably the same in the others. And had she seen a glint of that same joy in Fei Fei's eyes last night? Yes. It was the same. She had no doubt now, Jim had knocked Fei Fei up too.
He and the newly expectant mother were still tenderly kissing, clinging tightly together, wiping away each other's tears of joy, when the front door opened again and four new women entered. The lovers hastily separated and he returned to his full upright-kneeling position, pressing his belly against the table so his glistening rock-hard shaft was out of view within the slit in the tablecloth. Within seconds she saw him groan in pleasure and look down. Someone was definitely in there doing something he liked. Maybe some other lucky pussy was taking his cock deep, right at this moment. Whatever was happening it was exquisitely pleasurable, that was plain to see.
Didn't he just come? Wasn't he satisfied? Didn't he need a break? Watching him, she realized it was completely the opposite. The lust in his eyes was somehow even more intense. He wanted more, wanted it so much. And he was clearly getting his wish, right now. Someone under the table was sensuously thrusting onto his cock, gasping and moaning out her pleasure as she felt him stretch her open. He was subtly meeting her thrusts, then he had to hold still again and let the girl under the table do the work as more recruits were led in to meet him.
Xueqin watched in awe over the next few minutes as he enthralled a total of four more women while fucking someone else under the table, increasingly obviously. Jialing and Lihua were lovely tight ridiculously shapely young girls recruited by their tennis coach Zhu. What a huge fucking thrill it was to watch them and know what they were feeling. That initial shocked gasp, that rapidly growing lust on their sweet faces. And the crazy thrill of the moment when they realized he was fucking someone right now under the table as he ogled them.
Next were two elegant upper-class women. Xueqin was shocked when she recognized them. She had never met them, but it was part of her job to know about people like them. Excessive wealth like theirs made them important. They were both rich young heiresses, two of the richest women in Asia. Emma was from Singapore and Wenling was from Hong Kong. She even knew the two women who had brought them, Diwei and Ying, both also rich heiresses but not nearly in the same league as Emma and Wenling.
Introductions complete, still holding hands with two of the richest women in Asia as they stared with abject lust at him, he abandoned any pretense of hiding and began to speed up his thrusts. Xueqin wondered if he had any idea who they were. It didn't matter. They were his playthings now, writhing in wanton lust under his hungry gaze, his rising primal grunts making it clear he was about to come, their answering moans showing how much they fucking loved it, just like every other woman here, how much it turned them on to watch him breed someone else. And then he thrust deep, shaking the table and crying out as his orgasm erupted, and Xueqin knew he was knocking someone up, right now. Some lucky girl, still unseen under the table, was feeling his seed spurt into her fertile womb, and her own intense orgasmic gasps told them all just how much she loved it, just how absolutely perfect it felt.
His orgasm was barely complete and he was already hungrily gazing around at the crowd. The panting, moaning crowd. What a beast. He wants us all, she thought, and he's utterly insatiable. Her sopping pussy clenched hard again at these thoughts, her whole body quivering in desperate need as his eyes swept over the crowd past her. And then his gaze returned, right to her. Oh my god. His eyes were fixed right on her.
"Xueqin," he said, his voice husky, his eyes intense. "Why are you here?"
To get your cock in me. Your seed. Your baby. Her whole being wanted to shout it, but all that came out was a whimper. She could hardly breathe.
"I know," he said. "I know what you want now. But I mean before. Why did you come here, before you felt this way? What were you planning? What did you know?"
She closed her eyes and swallowed hard, her head swimming. He was onto her. He had sensed something, maybe from how she had avoided his gaze at first, maybe from how she hadn't been surprised to hear sex sounds when they came in. She couldn't think straight, couldn't think of a lie. But some of the truth wouldn't hurt.
"I… I came to protect you. All of you."
"How? From what?"
"Anyone. Any surveillance. Counter-intelligence. It's… it's my job."
"You're a spy?"
"Yes."
"Who else knows about us? Who else is working with you?"
"Just Fei Fei."
"You're working for Fei Fei?"
"Yes."
"Biluo and Lirong too?"
She hesitated, all of her training telling her not to blow their cover. But his eyes. He was so close to giving her what she wanted. She could see it. His insatiable driving lust was directed at her and only her, right now. If she lied to him now, there were dozens of other pussies here he could pick first. He seemed to already know anyway. She nodded. Her colleagues gasped in shock, but she knew they'd understand.
"Ok. Good girl. I have an undercover mission for you." He gestured down under the tablecloth. There was a chorus of giggles.
"Yes, sir!" she said as she dove under. There was one other girl under there, already pulling off of his cock to get out of her way, her face filling with joy. She had just felt it, just became certain she was pregnant. Xueqin returned her radiant smile, feeling her happiness so deeply, feeling so connected to her, both of them knowing it would soon be Xueqin's turn to feel that joy fully for herself. She quickly got her panties off and her skirt hiked up, and she backed up into position. The other girl helped, aiming his cock.
And then finally she felt it, his iron-hard throbbing shaft beginning to pierce her, spreading her open, the sensation already unbelievably pleasurable, the over-the-top sounds of pleasure she had heard from the others under the table now making perfect sense as those same sounds came involuntarily out of her mouth. She had to pause halfway to catch her breath, just utterly overwhelmed by the pleasure. How the fuck could a cock feel this good? The other girl had just climbed out from under the table and she heard the now-familiar sounds of the joy of her impregnation spreading through the room, utterly giddy squeals and moans all around. She pushed again, letting out another involuntary moan as she finally felt him completely fill her, pressing deep inside, stretching her, every millimeter of her pussy on fire with impossible pleasure as she clenched tightly on him, the tip of his potent shaft so close to where she knew her fertile egg awaited.
Then just as she started to move on him, he pressed himself back upright against the table and held still. She knew this meant someone else had arrived. She kept as quiet as she could as she slowly impaled herself onto him under the table, savoring each slow impossibly pleasurable stroke.
She heard the two new women gasp as they met him, then introduce themselves as Zhenzhu and Baili, and say they were friends of Fei Fei's who worked at the Chinese CDC. She knew one of them. Zhenzhu was a former MSS intelligence officer who had recently moved to CDC disease surveillance, one of the few parts of the CDC that was growing instead of facing huge budget cuts after the apparent end of all infectious diseases. The government wanted to make sure they'd know right away if diseases came back. She wondered briefly why Fei Fei was sending CDC people, but then Jim began to meet her thrusts, making the two new girls gasp as they realized what must be going on under the table, while the surrounding crowd now openly moaned out their excitement.
He pulled her ass back through the tablecloth slit a little, and she knew everyone could see her now, and see him plowing into her. This also lowered her a little, changing the angle slightly so he was going down into her, and it felt fucking amazing, his cock now somehow filling her even more perfectly, the pleasure even more insanely good, her own orgasm rapidly approaching as her head was filled with thoughts of the baby he would soon give her. It was coming. Any second now, her world would be forever changed. It was so fucking hot to think of, on top of the insane pleasure of every stroke of his throbbing shaft deep into her fertile pussy. It was far too much for her. She shrieked out her peak, loudly, her orgasmic cries making it clear she was having the greatest fucking orgasm of her life, just absolutely epic waves of pleasure crashing through her whole body as she clenched and writhed on his invading shaft.
And then he made his final plunge, seizing her hips and sliding deep inside of her, pressing right up against her cervix, and she felt his cock swell then pulse as he erupted deep inside her, and she knew even now his perfect seed was entering her womb. "Oh, yes!" she cried as he resumed thrusting, deeply and slowly now, the impossibly pleasurable sensations on top of the knowledge that she had his seed somehow bringing her orgasm roaring back for another peak, which hit her so hard, leaving her trembling and gasping in shock, seeing stars, her ears ringing, her whole body tingling as their orgasms finally finished and he slowed, then just held still deep in her, reaching under the table to caress her quivering breathless body.
She slowly became aware he was talking with someone. Someone had told him he needed to move upstairs, this was too risky with so many new recruits on their way soon. He reluctantly agreed, laughing, making his cock lurch deep inside her. Then she was asking him who he wanted to bring up. Asking him who else he was going to fuck. With his cock still buried deep inside her and his seed seeping into her womb, he was having a conversation about who he was going to fuck next. And she wasn't jealous. She fucking loved it. She wanted him to do this to everyone here. He could have anyone he wanted. The thought of it was so hot. She clenched her pussy hard on him, squeezing his glorious cock with all her might, consumed with the thought that it would soon plunder all the gorgeous women in this room.
"What about those dancers from this morning?" he asked. "They've been waiting all day, where are they?"
"I know. They're coming later for a separate dance party. We did two different invites. Otherwise it would be too crowded."
"Ok, I'll start with the rest of the girls from the university and the hospital. And I don't want to run out tonight."
She laughed, thinking he was joking.
"I'm serious, Leizu. I need to stay… distracted. I need constant new pussy right now. Please keep them coming, have them on call or something. Even in the middle of the night, if I wake up I want new girls ready right away."
"Don't worry. We've already got that covered. There's a separate party in a suite a couple of floors down we can call down to, and I have a long list of potential recruits we could have here on half an hour's notice. We won't let you run out."
Unbelievably, he seemed to think the crowd in this room wasn't enough for him. He had dozens of fertile pussies here ready for him, and he was worried about running out. And equally unbelievably, she fucking loved hearing it, even with his cock still deep inside her. She clenched down hard on his magic cock again, reminding him she was here, and he stroked her a few more times in response, making both of them groan. It still felt so fucking amazing.
It had been by a mile the best sex she'd ever had. Incomparable. Just impossibly hot, spectacularly pleasurable, unforgettable, life-changing. And life-creating. Suddenly she knew it. The thought of making his baby hadn't been just a fun sexy possibility. It was real. It had really happened. She was pregnant. His baby was growing inside her. It was so right, so perfect. That joy she had seen in the others was finally hers. It welled up and up, so powerfully, so beautifully. This was the greatest moment of her life, the most perfect pure happiness, the most overwhelming possible feeling of satisfaction and joy. She pulled off of him, quickly rearranging her skirt, and climbed out from under the table next to him. There was plenty of space now that all the professors and doctors were hurrying excitedly toward the stairs to get ready for him.
She saw his face light up as that joy spread instantly to him and they hugged and kissed and wept happy tears together. Sweet perfect happiness, such a beautiful moment of connection, not just with him but with everyone here, especially the other girls who were already knocked up. They were family now. She was one of them. And she finally understood Fei Fei's fervor to protect them. She felt exactly the same. Her head was spinning with all the possible threats to this family, all the ways they could be discovered, stopped, persecuted. They were growing so quickly. They had to be more careful. They needed her.
And there was one little potential threat she could eliminate right now. She jumped up and rushed to the kitchen, gesturing for Biluo and Lirong to follow. They were looking longingly at Jim as he headed for the stairs, but they followed her. They watched as she pulled off her shoe, flicked open a hidden compartment and pulled out the camera memory card, then did the same in her purse. She held out her hands to them and Biluo did the same, pulling out two cards, one from her dress and another from her purse. Lirong shook her head. She wasn't recording. Not a field agent, so it wasn't surprising she didn't think of it or didn't know how. She put all the memory cards into the microwave inside a wet paper towel, just to reduce the smoke, and with a few loud crackling sounds they were quickly fried to oblivion. She put the little smoking wad on the floor and crushed it under her heel a few times for good measure, then threw it away.
"We need to sweep this place for bugs. Let's go get our gear." She led Biluo and Lirong out to the elevator. When it opened it was full. They stepped out of the way as a dozen beautiful women got out and headed for the penthouse. Xueqin watched them, beaming, just radiating joy at them, just absolutely thrilled to know Jim would have them all too, all those lovely faces, all those sexy bodies would be his, all those fertile wombs would receive his seed, and all those hearts would overflow with joy like hers.
As they gathered counter-surveillance gear from their room a few floors down, Xueqin finally had a moment of quiet to think, and her thoughts immediately turned to what she would tell her partner Meifen about the baby. They had been together for three years and weren't married, but only because same-sex marriage wasn't legal. Would she lie to her? Tell her she'd decided to get artificially inseminated? They could raise the baby together, even if China wouldn't legally recognize it as both of theirs. She knew Meifen wanted a baby someday.
Then a much better thought struck her, making her gasp. She could have Meifen meet Jim. Meifen was gorgeous. One of the most beautiful, sexiest women she had ever seen. She'd fit right in with Jim's harem. And then she'd understand. She'd fully understand. There would be no jealousy, no anger, no danger to their relationship. Xueqin wouldn't even have to lie to her, and they could raise two of Jim's babies together as siblings, which they really would be. What a miraculous thought. It would be so right. And it was within reach.
Biluo and Lirong were ready, so she told them to go ahead, and that she'd be up in a minute after a quick call. Meifen answered right away. She had been bracing herself for feelings of guilt, but hearing Meifen's voice just filled her with even greater joy. She just knew this was going to work, and that it would be so perfect. She gushed about how she loved and missed her, which was true. Then she told her she had to stay a few extra days, but they were putting her up in an amazing luxury hotel and she'd have lots of free time during the trip, so she hoped Meifen could join her. Her lover excitedly agreed, and said she'd be on the bullet train tomorrow morning.
She was just glowing with joy as she hung up. What a perfect, wonderful gift she was giving to Meifen, and to Jim. Then she was about to head back upstairs when another thought struck her. She knew so many other women she could call. A few former lovers came to mind, from her wilder days before she met Meifen. Those were days she so often missed. She had gently brought up the possibility of threesomes with Meifen a few times, but her shy sweetheart young lover just wasn't comfortable with it. But now, she felt sure that when Meifen met Jim and his harem, all of that would change. She would feel as Xueqin now felt, so close with all of them, so comfortable together, all of them so thrilled by each other's pleasure, and especially by each other's impregnation. It would transform Meifen, she just knew it. She might be able to get the best of both worlds, her loving stable relationship plus the wild group orgies she missed. She made four more phone calls to former lovers, getting two of them to agree to come to Shanghai tomorrow.
Back in the penthouse, there were a lot of new faces downstairs. Biluo and Lirong had just finished sweeping for bugs downstairs and reported that it was clean. Leizu agreed to let Xueqin sweep upstairs since she was already pregnant, but made Biluo and Lirong wait until Jim called for them, which she said should be pretty soon. That couldn't possibly be true, Xueqin thought. He just took eighteen women upstairs before we left, like 15 minutes ago. He couldn't be done soon. Could he?
She headed up. Her head was filled with visions of the glorious debauchery she knew she would find up there. She was bracing herself for it, her pussy clenching in anticipation of all that gorgeous flesh, all that impossibly hot sex she knew must be already happening. And it was. It was as unbelievably hot as she knew it would be, but one part of it still completely surprised her. There were eleven women getting dressed already, overflowing with pure beautiful joy and satisfaction that she instantly understood. How the fuck did he already knock up this many so quickly? It utterly took her breath away, and it filled her with their reflected joy.
And then she looked in the bedroom door, and for the next few minutes, she forgot all about sweeping for bugs and just stared, panting, utterly captivated by the glorious epic impossibly sexy debauchery. Right after she arrived she saw him knock up two of the professors together, the Thai and Vietnamese ones, alternating between their pussies as he came, the three of them crying out their shattering orgasms together, moving so beautifully, so wildly, so urgently, then gazing at each other for a few seconds until the joy hit, and the whole room shared that powerful feeling. Those two both seemed extra pregnant, somehow. Twice as pregnant as she was. Then she understood when one of them said the word, to Jim, "Twins! Oh, thank you, oh my god it's so perfect!" It was. They both had twins, and the joy of seeing him make four babies at once really was four times as intense. Xueqin wept with them from the doorway. It was just so beautiful, so right.
But she was even more captivated by what Chenguang and Chao-Xing were doing. As she watched, she realized those two were already pregnant, but they were playing an important role. They were preparing women for him, using their tongues and fingers to pleasure them. And they were so fucking great at it. As she watched the way Chenguang touched and then licked Lilavati, she knew it was exactly right. It was exactly what she would have done to pleasure that girl. Avoiding direct contact with her clit at first, slow licks and caresses around her inner thighs, one finger gently teasing her entrance, then finally the soft flat of the tongue only on her clit, slowly side to side. It was perfect, and it was driving her wild, preparing her to have the greatest orgasm of her life on Jim's cock.
Chao-Xing was doing an equally perfect job preparing Lu, that gorgeous sweetheart nurse, but it was completely different. Two fingers plunging deep inside her, rapid clit circling with the tip of the tongue and nipple pinching. It was exactly right for Lu. It was exactly what Xueqin would have done. She suddenly knew she could do that job too. Prepare pussies for Jim. Drive dozens of beautiful new pussies wild. Oh my god, she wanted that job, so badly. But that would be crossing a line. She wouldn't do that behind Meifen's back. Somehow getting knocked up by Jim wasn't really cheating, but pleasuring other pussies would be. She'd have to wait.
As Jim got up from the two newly pregnant professors, he looked up and saw her predatory, eager expression. His eyes widened, and then he smiled. He knew she could do that job. He understood. He beckoned to her to join him and she shook her head, saying, "I can't, yet. Tomorrow."
He nodded, then looked back at the remaining five fertile women in the room. They all looked ravished already. Xueqin felt sure he had already fucked them all, and made all of them come hard at least once. These must be his favorites, the ones he had decided to save. The two Chinese nurses, the Iranian professor, the Indian doctoral student, and Liao, that absurdly beautiful round-faced Chinese doctor. Each of them would bear him twins, she somehow knew. But his lust was so powerful now, so overwhelming. He needed to come in someone.
"You need more!" She blurted it out as she realized it. He nodded at her as he positioned himself between Lilavati's widely spread thighs. "I'll get them. Who?"
"Oh fuck," he groaned as he slid into Lilavati. She gave a high, strangled moan. Her orgasm was close, and it would be so fucking powerful. "Send them all. Everyone I've met. I need them all nude and lined up, right fucking now."
That did it. His words drove Lilavati over the edge, crying out "Ah! Yes!" over and over again as she bucked her body onto him, meeting his thrusts. She fucking loved it, as did they all. It was so hot to think of him having others, and to think of him lining up dozens of others at once sent her crashing into a spectacular orgasm.
Xueqin rushed back to the stairs to relay the message, then watched the ensuing stampede of women rushing up the stairs as the few newcomers he hadn't met yet watched in confusion. The five television reporters, the five elite models, the two tennis players, the two college girls, the two masseuses, the two ultra-rich heiresses, the two CDC women, and her own two colleagues from MSS. What a show, what a fucking insanely hot vision it was. Every one of them wild with desire and excitement, quickly shedding her clothes and revealing those gorgeous bodies as soon as they were upstairs. Twenty-two incredibly sexy women stripping nude before her eyes, every one of them absolutely in heat, the smell of their wet pussies so powerful, so intoxicating.
And he was going to do them all. She just knew it. He had knocked up 13 out of the 18 he first brought upstairs already, and now he had a total of twenty-seven fertile pussies in line for their turn with him. All those sweet wet pussies, all so ready, each one drenched, clenching, aching for him. It was dizzyingly hot. Way beyond her wildest fantasies. Xueqin felt weak, overwhelmed, her legs trembling, her own desire to join them so powerful. All those pussies could be hers. All those gorgeous bodies. She felt she somehow knew exactly how best to pleasure each one. She could drive them wild, and give them orgasms they'd never forget. Twenty-seven pussies calling out to her. It was so fucking tempting.
But she resisted. She couldn't do it, not yet, not until Meifen met him and understood. Instead, she got out her phone and texted Meifen, telling her she missed her desperately, begging her to just get on an overnight train, and promising her it would be worth it.