Almost nothing could be hotter than watching a woman come on his cock. Even for a typical, everyday, regular orgasm. He had always loved seeing it, feeling it, and hearing it. But it had never been quite like this. It was just on another level to watch a woman have what was clearly by far the most mind-blowing, earth-shattering orgasm of her life as she rode him. The stunned amazed wonder in her eyes, the way her whole body would express it, stretching, quivering, shaking, clenching, writhing. And the sounds. Oh my god, the sounds. Each time different, each time just absurdly sexy. Gasps, moans, grunts, screams. It was always unique, different, and special each time, no matter how many times he saw it.
Almost nothing could be hotter than that initial penetration of a new pussy. That conquest of a new gorgeous body. That powerful moment of connection, becoming one with her. The far-away look in her eyes as she adjusted to feeling stretched and filled. Before a few days ago he had experienced that only a few times in his life, each time still vividly burned in his memory. What a rush, what a powerful moment it had always been. Now, despite doing it two hundred times on this trip, he was in no way used to it. It was somehow even hotter now, just unbelievably sexy, every single time. Partly because now it came with unbelievably intense added pleasure. Every millimeter of that initial penetration felt just insanely, impossibly good, both for him and for them, and their stunned, amazed reactions to that pleasure were almost the best part. And also because they had all been strangers so recently. That made it even sexier, somehow. The power of it. The intoxicating certainty that he could have anyone he wanted. Just on a whim, any stranger could be his. And most of all, because they were all just fucking goddesses, gorgeous, ridiculously sexy goddesses that he or his devoted followers had carefully selected. Each conquest was so fucking hot. There was nothing repetitive about it, no matter how many times he did it.
And he had to admit now that almost nothing could be hotter than knowing he was making a baby. Not just thinking maybe he was. Risking it had always been a guilty pleasure, for sure, even if he'd never been comfortable admitting that to himself. But risking it had always come with inevitable distracting thoughts of unwanted consequences. But this, this was completely different. Knowing he was planting his seed in a hyper-fertile womb was so fucking hot. Knowing this beautiful amazing woman would make his baby, and that she wanted it more than she had ever wanted anything before. Knowing he was about to combine his DNA with hers. That his offspring would inherit something from the perfect DNA of whichever unbelievably sexy goddess he was about to blast his seed into. And that his offspring would have her as their devoted, wonderful mother, not to mention a generous trust fund for all their financial needs. And knowing that it would fill her with joy and purpose, and that she wouldn't ever regret it for a second. And on top of all that, knowing that it would be so miraculous for her that it would transform her into a fanatic, obsessed with recruiting other goddesses for him to knock up. Deep down, despite the little twinges of guilt it still caused him, it was just so fucking hot to spread his DNA like this. And to spread it so fucking much. Hundreds of times now. And it still hit him so hard every time. Deep down, he fucking loved it.
Those three things were each, on their own, so absurdly hot that it seemed impossible for anything to top them. But all three together in one moment? It was indescribable. Unforgettable. Utterly addictive. Jim could not get enough of it. The first time he'd combined those three had been tonight, really just minutes ago, although it felt a lot longer because time seemed to slow down so much each time he did it. That first time had been with Sejal, that lovely Indian professor. He had been looking forward to her so much. That lovely dark smooth skin, those sexy curves, and above all those eyes, those intense sparkling eyes that just radiated intelligence, wisdom, confidence, and competence. And she was so close to the most epic climax. Chenguang had been holding her on the edge, preparing her for him.
And then both Chenguang and Chao-Xing had gone to work on her, driving her wild with their perfect, magic touch as she slowly impaled herself on his shaft for the first time. God, what a conquest, what incredible pleasure. She was coming already before she was halfway down, gloriously, powerfully, loudly, and it just went on and on as she sensuously rode him. And she was so fertile. And she would be such an amazing mother. There was no reason to wait. He gave up on any pretense of holding back and having more time with her and just let fly, blasting his potent seed into her fertile womb.
And in that perfect, glorious moment, he was addicted. He was fully hooked on this new combination, and his helpers were too. Chenguang and Chao-Xing fucking loved it. As always they understood what he wanted. He didn't have to tell them what to do. While he alternated between fucking some of his favorite girls he had set aside, his helpers would work to get the next new girls in line ready to have the greatest orgasm of their lives. Then they'd bring a new girl to him, or sometimes two or three at a time, and he'd have that impossibly powerful moment again, watching her thrash her way through an overwhelming, shattering climax during that glorious first moment of conquest, and within a few strokes he was joining her, knocking her up.
He had done it nineteen times already. Nineteen of those impossibly perfect moments, each unique, each so fucking wildly hot, resulting in nineteen newly expectant mothers of his babies. He had managed to hold back in five other new conquests, adding them to his favorites.
And it wasn't getting old. He wasn't used to it. Just the opposite. The joy just kept building. Going so fast like this, the joy from impregnating them didn't have time to dissipate. He was riding high on it now, surfing gargantuan tidal waves of bliss.
And it was about to go even higher. It was about to be the grand finale. His helpers had been readying the last six new pussies, all from that huge crowd he'd met at dinner, trying to get them all ready at the same time. The anticipation of this was so powerful it had driven him to give in and finally knock up two of his favorites, Lu and Xun, the two lovely sweetheart nurses he had accidentally recruited at the hospital. Now, right now, the three of them were tangled together, still coming down from their beautiful simultaneous orgasms as they kissed and wiped away each other's tears of joy at the certainty that both of them would bear him twins. The joy was so intense, so overwhelming, so complete.
And a small, guarded part of himself had noticed that the joy had begun to reveal that dark hole in the center of his mind. It was there, closed tight, small but growing. Every new jolt of joy brought its defenses lower. Soon, he might be able to ambush it again and force it to give him more answers.
