All thoughts of slowing down and savoring undressing them had gone out the window as soon as he got his fingertips inside of Lily and Zhihao. He was right back in beast mode, but it didn't scare him, it didn't feel out of control. He knew he could stop it if he wanted to. It was his beast now. No, he was the beast now. He wanted them all so much and he was going to start having them, right fucking now. Reaching the bedroom, his eyes went wide as he saw Lanying and Soomin, both already nude. Fucking gorgeous, sexy as hell, and so ready for him. He pulled Zhihao in and they tangled again, mad with passion, both of them struggling with their clothes as they kissed and groped and ground against each other.

The others caught up and swarmed around, helping them undress, and soon he was lying back onto the bed with Zhihao falling on top of him, grinding her wetness on his shaft and moaning as he kissed her lovely perky breasts and sucked a tiny hard nipple, running his hands all over her. What was it about her that he wanted so much? Everything. Her face alone would have been enough to make her a ten even if her body had been average. Just as beautiful as any of the models but somehow more real. Her radiant smile, her sparkling eyes, her glowing, passionate, lively spirit, something or everything about her had been more than enough to break his resistance when he held her hands downstairs. And now as she raised herself up over him, he saw that every inch of her body was just as perfect, just as mind-blowing. She was a heavenly gift, and she couldn't wait to give herself to him completely.

Unbelievable and so real. Actually happening to him. Now, right now, she had his actual cock in her hand and was lifting up to get it in position. Wide open above him, panting with lust, this incredibly sexy sweetheart he had just met was about to become one with him. It was stunning, unbelievable, so powerful, so unique, so overwhelmingly sexy. He felt her heavenly wetness surround and clench on his tip. She gasped in shock at the intense pleasure of it, her beautiful soulful eyes wide and locked with his, both of them stunned at the power and pleasure of the moment. She pushed again and stopped again after another inch with a strangled moan, her eyes going unfocused as she delighted in the sensation of his iron-hard shaft stretching her open.

She was so turned on. Was she going to come already? He somehow knew he could quickly drive her over the edge if he wanted to. He knew just how he'd do it, light strokes from the tip of his thumb on her hard little clit while pressing the base of his thumb firmly just above it. But she wanted to wait, so instead he held both her hands in his again, as he had downstairs, and just watched her in awe as she gave herself to him.

She rocked slightly back up, then slowly pushed down again. Exquisite tight warm slickness embraced more of him and she stopped again, her eyes closed, clenching hard on him and moaning.

Zhihao couldn't believe how good it felt, every millimeter of penetration sending shockwaves of pleasure through her. She wasn't even touching her clit and she was close to orgasm. Sex had never felt like this, not even close. God, she wanted him all the way inside her so much, but she kept having to stop to avoid coming. From the moment she saw him she had been so wet, so incredibly turned on, aching with need for him. It was so insanely hot to be among so many women she knew he would have tonight, and even more so to see the ones he had just taken. Their beautiful joy was so contagious and thrilling, and the incredible number that he had already knocked up had confirmed he really might be able to do them all.

And now the impossible pleasure from his magic cock was filling and stretching her entire being, and it was only halfway to the destination deep inside her, where she knew he would put two perfect, beautiful, happy twin babies. She forced her eyes open again, needing to see him, needing to show him the infinite depth of her pleasure and desire with her eyes as she finally slowly pushed all the way down onto him.

Jim was lost in her eyes and in the impossible pleasure of it. It was so beautiful, such a perfect moment, the pleasure so exquisite, her expression so full of meaning. At last they were fully joined. She was again right at the brink of orgasm, and he knew he could come with her if he wanted, but he had decided to wait until it could be twins, soon, within a few hours when he somehow knew that second egg would be ready. It would be a supreme test of his new control to hold back while she came on him. He freed one of his hands from hers and brought it to her clit.

Zhihao gasped as the pleasure somehow doubled again. His thumb was even more magic than his cock. Her orgasm was inevitable now. She began to stroke urgently up and down on him, the pleasure of each stroke together with his thumb sending her flying toward a dizzying peak, pleasure far beyond what she had ever thought possible, rising and rising and finally breaking in a spectacular explosion that went on and on.

Jim held on, somehow. Zhihao's orgasm was so gorgeous, so powerful, so wildly, contagiously hot, but he managed not to join her. He pulled her to him, kissed her, and held her quivering body as she rode out the final spasms. Fucking incredible, sweet perfection, and what a rush to be in such control.

The others were crowded around, awestruck, moaning along with Zhihao in vicarious pleasure.

He reached out to Lanying, the over-ripe professor, her beautiful intelligent eyes overflowing with lust, so incredibly turned on and so urgently in need of his seed. His seed was straining to be freed, so ready to erupt inside of her hyper fertile body, so ready to make an amazing baby with this brilliant, gorgeous woman he had just met. The thought made his cock lurch powerfully inside of Zhihao and she moaned again and clenched on him in response. Lanying joined their kiss and Zhihao giggled, then made way for her and slid off to the opposite side.

Lanying was on him in seconds. She gasped as she lodged his tip in her entrance. How could it feel this fucking great already? She slid down an inch onto him and stopped, clenching on his shaft tightly and moaning as powerful shockwaves of pleasure spread through her whole body. Now she understood Zhihao's seemingly exaggerated reaction. Of course, Jim had a fucking magical dream cock. Everything about this was a dream already, starting from the moment she agreed to come here, the wonderfully contagious giddy happiness of the other women at the party, and her instant overwhelming lust for him as soon as she first saw him, just minutes ago when he came down the stairs. She pushed again, slowly, wanting to savor and memorize the unbelievable pleasure of it, but also so urgent to get him to where she so desperately craved his seed.

Jim was yet again blown away by this moment of conquest, watching this gorgeous, sexy stranger slowly take his cock deep into her body for the first time. Her beauty, her wise, kind, soulful eyes, her extreme fertility, and above all, how insanely pleasurable he could tell it was for her. He somehow knew how he could make it feel even better for her. He reached for her hips and rocked her back slightly, changing the angle. She gasped, amazed at how that felt even better, then leaned back further as she stretched back with her hands behind her on the mattress and began to ride him.

He tore his eyes away from the spectacular sight of Lanying's gorgeous body stretched out riding him and gazed at the others, loving the effect he had on them. Each of them were already so turned on, but as his eyes met each of theirs it turned up another notch from vicarious pleasure to eager anticipation of their turn, desperate hope that they would be next. Fuck, how could he wait any longer to have any of them when they looked at him like that?

Especially Lily. He reached out to her and she came to his side, trembling with need, that same shy, uncertain angel from the boutique. He tenderly caressed her face, staring in wonder at her as she drew closer and Lanying rode him in ecstasy. Lily closed her eyes, inches away, her breath hot on his lips, and then finally, finally he felt her soft lips on his for the first time. It was electric. Stunning. Beautiful. A soft sweet kiss he felt like he had been longing for for years instead of since lunchtime today. He began to slide one of her dress straps down her shoulders, then let the other girls take over undressing her as he caressed the skin that slowly came into view.

Lily was just as perfect as he had known she would be when he first saw her. Lovely perky upturned breasts, narrow elongated waist, flat belly, a big gap between her slender shapely thighs, and the sweetest little pink pussy. Tall, slender, willowy perfection wrapped in gorgeous smooth skin. And looking at him uncertainly, like she was worried he wouldn't like her body. Maybe she thought her breasts were too small, or she was too thin. How did she not know? He told her with his eyes like he had with Caihong, and saw her start to believe him. Fuck, that was so hot, just watching her adorable, amazed, overjoyed reaction to his lust. He pulled her back for another kiss as his hands delighted in exploring her body.

Lanying's moans had grown more urgent, her pussy clenching him tighter as she stretched back and rode him deliciously. She was going to come so fucking hard, he just knew it, and it would be contagious. He could already feel his orgasm approaching.

It seemed to be driving Lily wild too. She was squirming in delight as he caressed her lovely breasts with one hand and his other hand drowned in her heavenly slick folds.

Lanying slowed down at the brink, her sexy voice gasping out a strangled sound that perfectly communicated that she was at the point of no return. He was close behind, but he wanted to watch her come first, let her pleasure send him over the edge. He freed one hand from Lily's breasts and found Lanyang's clit, strumming it lightly and quickly side to side, just how he somehow knew she'd love it. That did it. She went off like a rocket, her whole body stretching and quivering, crying out sexily with each wave of her climax, writhing and clenching on him as Lily moaned and gasped into his mouth.

"Here it comes," he said, and both Lily and Lanying gasped in excitement. Lanying pressed down hard on him, mashing her clit hard on him squirming out the end of her orgasm as his tip found that perfect spot deep inside her while his eyes locked with Lily's, loving how much it turned her on to see him about to breed with Lanying, both of them knowing he would soon do the same to her.

Time seemed to slow down as his pleasure peaked. What a fucking glorious moment. How could he ever get enough of this? Then he was blasting off, spurting deep inside Lanying's fertile body, fighting to keep his eyes open against the exquisite pleasure so he could keep gazing into Lily's soul, her angelic face so full of happiness, so thrilled to share this moment with him as he knocked up this gorgeous stranger, this wise professor he had just met. Lanying's orgasm which had almost finished was roaring back to a second peak as she bounced hard on him, pounding him as if to hammer his seed home. His long orgasm was still going when her second peak hit, a shattering glorious explosion of pleasure that went on and on, leaving her shaking and breathless.

Lanying slid off and collapsed on the bed next to him, still shaking from the aftershocks of her massive double orgasm. Lily wasted no time climbing on. He caressed Lanying's face and gazed at her in wonder. Then almost simultaneously with the feeling of Lily notching his shaft in her sweet slick tightness, he saw it happen, Lanying's eyes filling with joy at the sudden certainty that she was pregnant. He watched the joy light up her whole beautiful being. But he didn't feel it. He felt the certainty, just not the joy. She would be such an amazing mother. He was satisfied, feeling a normal afterglow, and he loved that he had given her that perfect joy. But it seemed he couldn't have it anymore.

He groaned and looked up at Lily as she pushed an inch onto him, the sensations again ridiculously powerful, the longed-for feeling of this sweet angel giving herself to him every bit as incredible as he knew it would be.

But then he looked back at Lanying, sensing something. It was a slight shadow of the missing joy. It was fleeting, distant, hesitant, as if it was trying to hide from him. As if it was scared of him ever since that moment when he hated it, when he rejected it as someone else's.

As he tenderly caressed Lanying's beautiful face, wiping away her happy tears, he also reached out somehow inside himself to try to embrace the joy, urging it to come back. He missed the way these moments were before his breakdown, the crazy unexplained certainty and the shared joy it brought. It made perfect sense to feel joy. It wasn't someone else's. They were making new life. It was a miracle. It was fucking amazing. He wanted that feeling back. He needed it to make this experience complete. He wouldn't question it again, he promised. And suddenly it came rushing back and flooded him, utterly filling him, overflowing from his eyes. Lanying would bear his child and everything was perfect. They all would, and he would feel this way with all of them. Utter perfection. Pure miraculous bliss. He wept with Lanying, overcome with relief and satisfaction. Relief. Relief that again, it seemed to be listening to him, responding to what he wanted.

It? A small voice in the back of his mind was noting this as more evidence that there was an it. A guiding intelligence behind all of this. Capable of planning, choosing, responding, compromising with him, silently communicating. What the fucking hell was it?

He was brought back to the moment by the incredible pleasure of Lily finally bottoming out, pressing her clit hard against him, his shaft throbbing deep inside her, up against her cervix as she clenched and spasmed on him, moaning breathlessly at the unbelievably pleasurable sensations of this penetration she had craved since the moment she first saw him earlier today. He looked up at her and took her hands, gazing at her sweet face, sharing that contagious, consuming joy with her and soaking in her beauty. She was his, finally. That precious angel he had accidentally enthralled on the sidewalk, who had clung to his hand so desperately in the boutique, was now fully joined with him and starting to move her delicate, willowy dream body up and down on his shaft. God, what a sight, what unbelievable pleasure, what a conquest. Lily. He was whispering her name again and again, amazed at the power and pleasure and beauty of the moment as she rode him, luxuriating in each deep slow stroke.

Lily could come soon, as could he. Didn't he want to hold back, save her for later? He had been worried a little that he might find it impossible to choose, that he might want to save almost all of them for later. They were all so amazing, and Lily had to be near the top of the list. But suddenly, watching her ride him, still in the afterglow of the beautiful joy from knocking up Lanying, all he could think of was combining his DNA with Lily, twice in one moment. Their combination would be so perfect. It was all he wanted. It was the best thing he could ever do. He didn't need to have her in every position. He didn't need to make her come over and over while he held back. They'd come together, right now, and it would be perfect.

And like with the others, he somehow felt he knew what to do to pleasure her best. It was what he was already doing. Holding both of her hands, gazing at her, showing her how beautiful and special he thought she was, and what a miracle he thought it would be if she had his children. He poured all of his desire for her into his eyes, his thoughts filled with the miracle of their combination, the perfect twin babies they would make so soon.

She moaned and gripped his hands tighter as her lovemaking intensified, still full slow, luxurious strokes but deeper, pressing hard against him at the end of each stroke, pausing slightly at that perfect most pleasurable spot. She too seemed to know somehow how to maximize his pleasure. And her eyes exactly mirrored his. She too was filled with the same thought, the same all-consuming purpose, the same vision of how perfect their combination would be. Oh my god, perfect happy twins, he thought as his orgasm approached.

"Perfect, happy twins," she breathed. The exact same words. Silent communication. Again, during eye contact. "Please, Jim, do it now. I'm so close!"

He was too. "Yes, sweet angel, here I come!"

They both gave a strangled moan together as she pressed deep onto him. Exactly the same sound at exactly the same moment. Eyes locked together, a perfectly synchronized and overwhelmingly powerful peak, both fighting to keep their eyes open through the sweet agony of their climax, and then both gasping together as they felt it happen, his seed spurting directly into her womb. "Yes!" she cried out, and began stroking deeply again as the waves of pleasure crashed over them, impossibly beautiful, wonderful, perfect pleasure. He pulled her closer as their shared orgasm subsided and held her face in his hands, inches away, already feeling so much natural joy and satisfaction even before the certainty hit.

He closed his eyes, still holding her face, and waited a few seconds. "Oh!" He heard her gasp and knew what it meant. The certainty had hit her. He knew but he didn't know. It was obvious what that gasp had to mean, why there were happy tears now running onto his thumbs. But he didn't feel sure of it. He wiped her tears away tenderly, then opened his eyes to the beautiful sight of her face inches away, overflowing with joy. And only then did the certainty hit him that she was pregnant with his baby. Just one? The joy was welling up anyway, so powerfully, so wonderfully filling him. What a beautiful moment, what a treasure, sweet shared bliss. Then it hit again. "Oh god! Twins!" They both said it together. The joy rose higher, what had seemed infinite joy now exactly doubled, utter boundless happiness as they wept together, kissed, laughed, and hugged.

The others were watching in awe, soaking in the pleasure and joy radiating from the breeding couple. And he saw something else in Lanying's eyes too. The wheels in her scientist mind were turning. Jim knew why Mia had recruited her and Cheon-Sa, other than the fact that they were gorgeous. They were the ones she thought might be able to explain the puzzle of how they could know they were pregnant so fast. Now that she was pregnant, Lanying's mind was clear, and she also saw the puzzle for herself. Certainty about something her body couldn't know yet, not at least until implantation, which normally wouldn't happen until a few days after fertilization.

Cheon-Sa, on the other hand, was all lust, her sultry eyes dripping with desire, no room for scientific thoughts, just burning with need for him. He wanted her so much, not only to conquer her body and knock her up, but to free her scientist brain as he had Lanying's.

"Clothes off and come here," he said, and Cheon-Sa squealed in excitement and rushed to comply. Lily giggled and gave him a last sweet kiss before climbing off to make room for his next conquest.

Cheon-Sa's eyes were beyond sexy. So sultry, so wise, so sophisticated, and so full of passion. And as she shrugged off her dress and bra, he saw that her body somehow was the same, just wildly luscious, voluptuous, every exaggerated curve just screaming sex and fertility. Bigger breasts than he normally liked, but they seemed perfect on her, contrasting with her tiny waist and matching her wide hips. She pulled her sodden panties down and off and practically leapt onto him.

Cheon-Sa had no interest in foreplay. Watching him with the others had been so fucking hot. Especially her colleague and friend Lanying. That moment when she had felt absolute certainty Lanying was pregnant was burned into her brain. So insanely sexy, so full of joy, such a deep and powerful purpose driving her desire. And then to see it happen twice with Lily. Oh my god. The joy of it was so powerful, so contagious. And now it would be hers. She knew what she wanted, no, needed, and she didn't waste a second.

She quickly got him lined up and pushed, gasping and closing her eyes in shock at the incredible pleasure of it as he sank two inches into her, stretching her, filling her, beginning to satisfy that powerful craving. How the fuck could a cock feel that good? She paused to catch her breath and opened her eyes again, locking eyes with him, seeing his powerful lust for her and returning it tenfold. Her look made him gasp and throb inside her. She clenched hard on him, then pushed again and finally slowly took him all the way inside her, pressing hard to get him as close as possible to where she somehow knew her fertile egg was waiting.

"Fuck, that's so good," he said, staring in wonder at her, his eyes utterly captivated by hers as his hands roamed her body, making her squirm and moan in delight at the incredible sensations as she began to move up and down on him with luxurious long strokes. He held her tiny waist and marveled at her dramatic hourglass shape and the fluid sensuality of her movements as she delighted in impaling herself on him.

Suddenly, he realized who she reminded him of. That Korean Youtube girl with the impossibly perfect ass. You know the one. Always grinding that glorious ass at the camera, stretching and arching and pushing it back toward you in her tight shorts, with her ridiculous thigh gap and tiny waist. Cheon-Sa was like that, both in her body proportions and in her fluid sensual movements. Or, at least she might be. He had to see her from behind.

"Turn around," he said. She turned around and positioned herself over him again in reverse cowgirl. Holy shit, her ass was glorious. Round, smooth, tight, transitioning beautifully to her impossibly tiny waist above and shapely thighs below. She really was like that Youtube girl. A living fantasy. How many times had he jerked off to almost this exact scene, this exact shape? Except she was also a brilliant scientist with devastatingly beautiful eyes, there were no tight shorts in the way, and that was his actual cock she was lining up between those perfect taut round ass cheeks. A wet dream come true. He watched in awe as his shaft disappeared into her luscious fertile body as she arched and writhed her way onto him, gasping and moaning with pleasure.

He just soaked in the unbelievable sight of her body shape and fluid movements as she rode him. It was so fucking good. He could come soon if he wanted to. This way he couldn't do much to pleasure her, but he had a feeling from the intensity of her moans that that wouldn't be a problem. He wanted to touch someone, though, play with someone else too. He reached out to Soomin, the other Korean, and the only other one already nude. She was the one who had seemed to have a mini orgasm just at a few light caresses of her arms when they met downstairs, and he was dying to play with her body more. She squealed and rushed to him, kneeling down on the bed at his side.

He took her hands again as he had downstairs and began slowly caressing his way up her arms, intently watching her incredibly sexy reaction, squirming, moaning, shivering, gasping. Holy shit, this girl freaking loved his touch. He felt like her whole body was all clitoris. He knew instantly he'd need more time with her, to play with every inch of her.

God, what a tight, lovely, lithe, lively creature Soomin was. He looked back and forth between her and Cheon-Sa, loving the contrast between the two Koreans and how they both were so insanely hot in opposite ways. Soomin's ridiculously tight smooth tanned skin everywhere, stretched tightly across toned muscles on an extremely slender frame. Cheon-Sa's exaggerated femininity, sultry wise eyes, and experienced sensuous fluid lovemaking that was currently driving them both closer and closer to the brink. Soomin's innocence and youthful excitement at every slight touch, her eager wild energy. He had worked his way to her chest and was slowly teasing around her tiny hard nipples as she pressed them toward his hands, urging him on and sounding close to orgasm.

He knew he could make Soomin come about a dozen ways. It'd be hard to not make this one come. But he knew how he wanted to do it. With a tender first kiss while pinching her nipples. He just knew it would work. And at the same time, he knew exactly what to do to make Cheon-Sa come. She just needed to know he was close. Knowing he was about to knock her up would be all it would take. It would drive her absolutely wild.

"Cheon-Sa, here comes my baby," he said.

"Yes!" she cried, her fingers flying to her clit as she sped up, pounding her glorious ass on him. He drew Soomin toward him slowly, gazing into her beautiful eager eyes as his other hand circled around her breast, closer and closer to her nipple. She was inches away, gasping into his mouth as he returned his other hand to teasing her chest. Cheon-Sa was clenching on him, her moans reaching a fever pitch. She slowed down at the brink. He was right there with her. Soomin's soft lips finally met his, tender and sweet and delightful and wild, gasping into his mouth as he finally arrived at her nipples. She was close too.

"Do it," Soomin breathed, "knock her up!" Pinch, pinch. "Oh god, I'm coming!"

Cheon-Sa pushed hard down onto him, crying out with her climax and pressing him as deep as possible inside her while strumming her clit furiously as the waves of pleasure crashed through her and rushed out of her mouth as the sexiest possible moans. He teetered there on the brink another few seconds, waiting just because he could, savoring this incredible moment, looking back and forth between these two incredible women coming for him, and finally let go, blasting his seed deep inside Cheon-Sa's lusciously fertile body and passionately kissing Soomin's sweet lips, face, and neck as she writhed beautifully in ecstasy. Glorious, delicious perfection, the sounds of their orgasms, the incredible pleasure of it all, and then Cheon-Sa gasping in shock mid-orgasm and looking back at him with those gorgeous eyes full of joy, and he knew this incredibly beautiful professor was bearing his child. Joy, insanely intense, all-consuming bliss, ultimate satisfaction. Another greatest moment of his life.

The two girls collapsed on either side of him, his arms around them, their faces nuzzling his neck as they all came down together. He was idly stroking Soomin's back and it made her press and squirm against him so sexily. God, it was so fun to touch her. He was almost jealous of how sensitive her skin was, how much pleasure she got from every touch. His skin had been that way too, when he was with Dandan and Kyung right after his breakdown, but it had faded. He wondered if the breakdown had caused it somehow. If he had to go through that kind of horrific anguish, not worth it.

But maybe instead it was because of how many orgasms he had in a row before his breakdown. It was uncharted territory, coming that many times, that intensely, in just a few minutes. Maybe it did something to his nervous system and made all his nerve endings come alive. That seemed to make sense. Well, only one way to find out. He'd just have to come a lot of times in a row again.

The virus loved this thought and decided to make it true. That heightened pleasure would be his reward for going fast, for choosing on his own to be productive. And it was confident he'd be happy to go fast because of its new tactics to increase the women's pleasure and make them come quickly. The virus understood now that Jim felt an irrational need to pleasure them, not just himself. Despite knowing the joy they would feel when he impregnated them, he still needed to feel like a good lover. If a woman could come fast, he'd feel better about doing the same. So it had been feeding him hunches about how best to pleasure them, while also greatly increasing the sensations they felt from his penetration. It seemed to be working, but the real test would be when he started going fast again. The virus wouldn't push him to go fast though. It had to be his own choice, or there was too much risk of another breakdown.

Again, his orgasm seemed to do nothing to quell his desire. Jim's lust only grew. He looked hungrily around the room at the remaining women. Daiyu, Hua and Chun, his three stylists, those precious sweethearts, each ready to bear him twins. Aimi and Rei from the sidewalk after lunch. Abigail and Mayumi, both insanely gorgeous models. Abigail was ready to bear him twins too, he realized. And Liena and Soomin, both incredibly hot young college athletes. And of course Zhihao, who he wanted to save until she was ripe for twins. It was hard to imagine being ok with having a quickie with any of them. Not just these ten, but basically all the rest waiting downstairs too. They were all just so beautiful, so special. Maybe with Aimi and Rei, not because they weren't beautiful but because it had been his fantasy to take them quickly when he first saw them from behind on the sidewalk. Anyway, he wanted to take someone from behind now, as soon as possible. Cheon-Sa's ass had done something to him. He wanted more asses, right now.

"Aimi and Rei, panties off, hands on the wall," he said, and they gasped and eagerly rushed to comply. Soomin gave a little whimper as he got up. She had been thinking it would be her turn next. The poor thing was so worked up, so hot for him. He felt for her, but there was no way he was going to take her quickly, and quickly was what he wanted right now. He could bring her along at least. It would be a delight to touch her while he fucked others. He took her hand and pulled her to her feet, bringing her with him toward Aimi and Rei. He stepped up behind Aimi while Soomin pressed herself close by his side, nuzzling his neck and clinging to him.

Aimi and Rei each had one hand against the wall and the other at their clits, feet apart, their shapely asses pressing back at him, squirming in anticipation. He pulled Aimi's dress up out of the way, revealing her lovely, tight, round cheeks and wet pussy. Oh my god, what a fucking hot ass, just as he had known it would be. He bent his knees slightly to get lined up and his tip lodged in her entrance. She cried out in pleasure, pushing back toward him, driving him an inch inside. He held her still a moment, just soaking in the gorgeous sight of it, then pushed again slowly, savoring the conquest of this sexy body he had lusted after at first sight just this afternoon. He could have anyone he wanted. What a rush.

Soomin was panting and squirming against him as she watched him spear into Aimi. He had one arm around her, caressing her tight body, loving the feeling of the smooth skin of her backside and her incredibly intense reactions to his touch.

Finally he bottomed out in Aimi, pressing hard against that perfect spot, making both of them moan together at the intense jolt of pleasure it caused. He began to thrust deep into her, slowly at first, while his hands roamed under her dress, exploring her smooth warm skin, playing with her tits and then replacing her hand at her clit so she could put both hands on the wall to steady herself against his increasingly powerful thrusts.

He gripped Soomin's ass and pulled her tight, squirming body against his side. She raised one knee up behind him and ground her tiny wet pussy against the side of his ass while clinging tight to him, gasping and moaning into his ear. As his muscles clenched with each thrust into Aimi, they also now massaged Soomin's wet pussy, producing increasingly desperate sounding moans from her and covering the side of his ass and upper thigh with her juices.

Aimi squirmed and moaned and pushed against him, urging him on, mad wild passion rushing toward their shared goal and loving every second of it. It was too hot. There couldn't be many more seconds. Fuck, little Soomin was already coming. What an insanely hot sound in his ear.

He knew how to drive Aimi over the edge. He increased the pressure slightly on her clit as he slowed down his thrusts, pressing extra deep in her fertile body at the end of each stroke. She tightened on him and gave a strangled moan. She was right at the brink. He paused deep inside her and circled around her clit lightly, teasingly. It was so fucking hot to know, just know how to touch her, how to maximize this orgasm. She was going to come so fucking hard on him as he knocked her up. His cock swelled deep inside her, his seed rising, preparing to fill her. He returned his fingers to her clit, swirling with just a little more pressure, just perfectly driving her over the edge. She cried out and clenched hard on him as she came. He managed to hold back his orgasm for one more deep stroke in her extra-tight pussy, savoring the sight and sound and feel of her coming on his cock before finally letting go and spurting deep inside her. He resumed his deep thrusts as they rode out wave after wave of glorious pleasure together.

He pulled out and got behind Rei, pulling her dress up to reveal her equally gorgeous ass. She was already close. Watching him with Aimi and Soomin had been so fucking hot. He got lined up at her entrance and felt her clench on his tip. He paused there, knowing she was on the edge and loving it, just soaking in the sight of it, this incredibly sexy ass, this new pussy clenching on him, craving him, so close to orgasm already at first contact with him.

Aimi gasped and he looked up at her face and knew she was pregnant. He pulled her in for a kiss as the joy filled them. So good, so beautiful, so right. A miracle.

Soomin had moved around to his other side to make room for Aimi, and again he put his arm around her, gripped her tight ass and pulled her juicy little pussy against his side. She gasped again as she felt his muscles flex against her and watched in eager fascination as his hard shaft plunged slowly into Rei.

Rei was moaning urgently and clenching on him as he finally bottomed out in her. Fuck, that was so hot. This feeling of conquest with Aimi and Rei was so powerful, even more than it usually was. Not just because of how hot they were but because of the thought that came with them, the power they symbolized: that anywhere he went, any attractive woman he saw, he could have, just like this. On a whim, anytime. See a hottie, make eye contact, and she's mine.

Rei was trying her best to delay her orgasm. No need. He was, incredibly, already ready again. It was all just impossibly hot. He began to thrust deeply into Rei, knowing he was driving her over the edge. Soomin, that little firecracker, was ready to blow again too. It was the same as with Aimi but so special and new, and with the added feeling of the joy of knocking up Aimi still filling him. Soomin and Rei came together, their sexy moans so incredibly hot, their pleasure so infectious. A glorious new peak, ridiculous pleasure, the feeling of conquest, the rush of driving these girls so wild, and the knowledge that he was knocking up a stranger he had just plucked off the sidewalk this afternoon. He pressed deep into Rei's clenching pussy and blasted off, spurting into her fertile womb. Delicious deep thrusts, insanely pleasurable, the sight of her body shape, the sound of their passion, wave after wave of orgasm deep in this sexy body. So perfect. Such a fucking rush.

He pressed tighter against her and found her lips for a passionate first kiss, then watched her eyes as they both shuddered through another aftershock and she clenched on his cock. A few seconds later, it happened. "Yes!" she cried, her face filling with joy. Certainty, bliss, that beautiful shared moment. Soomin and Aimi crowded in and wept happy tears with them. So right, so gloriously, deliriously happy.

As he came down, the joy was replaced by unbelievably intense desire. He wanted more. More asses. More joy. Right fucking now.

Soomin? Or someone else? Could he really skip her again, make her wait longer? How many times could he make that angel come? Would she pass out? She was so fun to tease, so fun to play with. He still wanted to see what he could do to her whole body with his tongue. And he was pretty sure she was a virgin. No, someone else first.