I'll Get You Pregnant! (3)

Five women spread their legs in front of me all at once.

Pussies of every variety bloomed with their own distinct fragrance, each one calling me closer.

Slurp.

I sampled them one by one with a finger, tasting and evaluating each as though conducting a proper examination.

"Aaahn!"

"Your responsiveness is excellent."

"Thank you. Hnnn!"

Squelch.

I tasted her juices and offered a kindly smile. Then I swept my coat aside and drew out my cock.

"Haaah!"

I pressed the head against each of their openings in turn, dipping in just once apiece.

Thrust. Squirt!

One of them gushed on the spot, soaking my doctor's coat.

"Oh my. Quite the sensitive pussy you have. Shall I have a proper taste? Slurp."

"Haaahn!"

"Hmm. We'll need to time your ovulation carefully. The day after tomorrow should be ideal."

"Haaah... yes..."

Squirt! Gush!

The others, watching me work, erupted in a chain reaction of fountains.

"Well now. It seems I won't need to drink any water today."

I tasted each beauty's pussy in turn and booked their appointments. Even a Golden Cock couldn't impregnate a woman who had no egg ready to receive it.

Thank god for the Eye of Truth.

As long as I had the Eye of Truth and a silver tongue, there was no chance of my con ever falling apart.

I was a lonely city man. Or so the act went.

With unsteady steps I sank onto a barstool and nursed a drink by myself.

"Bartender. The usual."

"Of course."

Squirt.

The bartender pulled out an aged dildo and mixed pussy juice with liquor until the cocktail was complete.

"As always, your flavor is incredibly rich."

"Thank you. Your expression is different from usual, Chairman."

"Today's a lonely sort of day."

"Ah. Then I take it tonight's... difficult?"

"What's the matter?"

"Well, there are simply too many people requesting the Chairman's semen liquor."

"I've been squeezed dry all day like a spent tube of toothpaste. Don't you start hounding me too. You and I shared nothing more than a single night of fleeting romance."

I drained the cocktail in one swallow.

"Hah. I think I've been overdoing it. Old habits from my previous world, maybe — the second I see a chance to make money, I push myself past the limit. Time to cut back on clients and enjoy a little work-life balance."

"How many did you impregnate today?"

"Today? I overdid it a bit. Around eighty. Sixty of them conceived. The rest will have to come back."

"Ah, just hearing that gets me worked up. You really are a magnificent man, Chairman."

"Heh. I'm only doing my job."

"That's not true at all. Someday, if you wouldn't mind, I was hoping I might..."

"If you get pregnant, who's going to make my drinks?"

"Well. That's a fair point."

She wiped a glass, then her gaze drifted toward Ryu Su-gyeong.

"The beautiful elf is as striking as ever. She has so little presence I thought the Chairman had come alone."

"A bodyguard must never intrude upon her client's private life. That said — you noticed I was here at all. You're no ordinary woman yourself."

"Heh. I used to live as an A-Class hunter, once upon a time. I've had my fill of blood."

"A tavern after retirement. There's a certain romance to that."

"Yes. Though it hardly compares to the elegance of a blind swordswoman."

What the hell? Are these two flirting with me sitting right here between them?

Slide.

Another glass appeared at my elbow.

"The lady over there sends this to the Chairman, with her compliments."

I turned to my right. A woman in a red qipao, her hair swept up, raised a wine glass in my direction.

"What's the drink called?"

"Red Blowjob."

A blatant invitation from a woman dressed in scarlet.

"Women."

A loneliness that money couldn't fill settled over my heart. I crooked a finger at her.

She uncrossed her languidly folded legs and came to me. As she turned, her sex came into view.

She came here with her mind made up.

I gave her a sunny smile.

"I'm not in the mood to fuck today."

Then I pushed the glass back toward her.

"Leave the drink. The delicious things are best saved for last."

She kneaded my shoulder once, then rose from her seat.

An unusual woman. Most of them ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠probed at least three times.

"Bartender. Put it on my tab tonight."

"Of course. Though I only accept payment in cock."

"Fine. But let's get a little drunk tonight."

"A fine new vintage just came in."

I tipped my glass.

"Tastes good."

"Haaah... I'm wasted."

"Master! Why did you drink this much again?!"

Choi Yeo-jin hooked her arms under mine and dragged me along.

"The smell of liquor is overpowering."

Ryu Su-gyeong, the blind swordswoman, had a keen sense of smell. She frowned and handed me off to Choi Yeo-jin.

Squish. Thud.

Leaving her arms for Choi Yeo-jin's was a brutal downgrade in cushioning.

"Yeo-jin."

"Yeeeees! Hnnnngh!"

I usually called her every filthy name in the book, so apparently just hearing her actual name was enough to set her off.

"Wash me, Yeo-jin."

"Hnnngh! Haaaaah!"

She was having a full-blown seizure. Juice ran down the insides of her thighs as she hauled me toward the bathroom.

We'd been making money, but we still lived in the same cramped one-room apartment.

Whoosh.

Choi Yeo-jin and I squeezed into the tiny tub and ran the warm water. Neither of us said a word. That snow-white blind elf could hear every syllable of our conversation with her astonishing ears.

A nod.

A nod back.

Choi Yeo-jin and I traded signals with our eyes. Time to execute the plan we'd arranged in advance.

Squelch.

Choi Yeo-jin wrapped her hand around my cock.

"One hundred penalty points."

"Hiiin!"

Squirt!

She'd reached the realm where even a penalty made her come. She soaped my body anyway, rubbing her tiny clit over every inch of my skin.

"I'll get you nice and clean."

"Good."

I staggered back out as though still dead drunk. Ryu Su-gyeong had been reading a braille book; she set it aside, undressed, and went to wash.

Choi Yeo-jin and I locked eyes again.

"Yeo-jin, just do it once."

"I don't want to!"

"Why not?! You always love it!"

"I don't feel well today!"

"Just give it to me once."

"I said no!"

"Aaah! It hurts!"

I put my massively erect cock on full display as I said it.

"You are being loud. Let us sleep."

Ryu Su-gyeong shook the water from her skin and lay down on the bed. Tonight's underwear was black lingerie. Being blind, she couldn't see color, so she placed enormous importance on the pattern. The ornate design alone made it obvious the piece was a luxury item worth tens of thousands of dollars.

Rustle.

I lay down on the bed. Choi Yeo-jin immediately glued herself to my side and wrapped her arms around me.

"Ugh! You're not even going to put out, so why are you hugging me?"

"I don't feel well enough for that today, but I can still hold you."

"That's even more of a turn-on."

Squirt.

Water burst from between her legs.

"Then... should we just do it?"

You ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠little shit! After coming this far—!

I scowled and mouthed a curse at her. She flinched.

Penalty waived. Got it?

She nodded.

"Aaah! I'll just hold you, okay? And why is your cock so huge?! Lie the other way. It's going to get in the way ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠when we sleep!"

I rolled over to face the other direction. Still playing the part of a man too drunk to know where he was, I closed my hand around Ryu Su-gyeong's breast.

"Ah! Forgive me."

"I-it is fine... I am sleepy. Be quiet."

"Yes. Yaaawn."

Squish. Soft. Yielding.

"Mmm... delicious."

Feigning sleep-talk, I licked the nipple that had slipped free of her bra.

"Nngh!"

I saw her ears snap upright. I could feel every fine hair on her body standing on end.

"Ah— yaaawn!"

Spooked, I rolled over the other way.

"Mmm... Master..."

Choi Yeo-jin had actually fallen asleep. She was no help at all.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

Ryu Su-gyeong's hands moved at blinding speed. She had struck Choi Yeo-jin's pressure points.

"...Together... would it... be so wrong..."

She murmured it so softly, her face burning red.

Drip. Drip.

A few tears slipped from her ruined eyes.

"Nnn..."

Tap. Tap. Tap.

Her hands drummed across my body.

Ugh. My consciousness was slipping. In an instant I could neither see nor hear.

Crack. Pop.

The Eye of Truth quietly unsealed the blocked meridians.

"Would even an old, ugly, blind elf such as I be acceptable to you? Of course not. I do not wish to be hurt. I do not wish to be abandoned by the one I love. Just three years. I shall bury these three years of protection as a memory in my heart."

Ryu Su-gyeong wept as she laid her head on my chest like a pillow.

"A woman such as I has no right to be loved. A woman who subdues her own client... I am the worst."

Who said that? Stick a pussy in front of me and I'd bury myself in it on the spot.

Was Ryu Su-gyeong considered unattractive in the elf world? Elves must have knotholes for eyes. By human standards, Ryu Su-gyeong was far more beautiful than even Elisha, who was an elf herself.

Then again, they were a race that lived a thousand years. It stood to reason their standards of beauty would be different. And Ryu Su-gyeong was a pure-blooded High Elf — her lifespan would be several times that of an ordinary elf.

Squish. Soft. Yielding.

Her breasts drifted back and forth across my body, massaging me as they went. The motions were as tender and devoted as anything a woman would give the person she loved.

"Nnh!"

I tensed, just slightly, meaning to lift a hand.

Insane. The odds of dying to the other person's mistake were over eighty percent. Twenty percent, I might have thought about it. Eighty? There was nothing to think about. I couldn't move a muscle.

"Slurp. Suck."

Ryu Su-gyeong sucked my cock with clumsy, unpracticed lips. Had she truly gone her entire life without so much as holding another woman's hand, let alone a man's?

Which would make her a five-hundred-year virgin.

"I am a hideous elf. Ugly and old, a fool who can only vent her affections like this. I should have perished with my sect when it fell..."

She rose. Then she climbed on top of me. Her pale hand caught the moonlight.

Squelch.

The head of my cock kissed her entrance.

"Kh—! It is too large!"

Haaaaaaaaah!

This— this was an extraordinary pussy.

She had never held another in her heart, not even in thought. Mind. Her austere bearing had turned all others away; there had been no spiritual communion, and her posture and conduct both passed with honors. Energy. And last, a hymen harder than any other, standing firm as an impregnable fortress — a virgin pussy. Body.

She was the ideal form of a virgin's Mind, Energy, and Body made flesh. The finest virgin on earth, in the flesh.

And she was about to offer me the virginity she had guarded for five hundred years.

Squelch.

She tried to take just the tip — and stopped.

"What ugly thing am I attempting? For a withered, worthless woman such as I to covet the chastity of such a gentleman... I deserve to die. Kh-hhk."

She wept and lay back down.

Ah! They say that of Mind, Energy, and Body, Mind is supreme! By abandoning the attempt to take me, her virginity had achieved complete transcendence.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

She unsealed my meridians, and Choi Yeo-jin's. Then she opened her eyes.

Those empty, snow-white pupils. Irises as pale as the whites themselves, fixed on me as though she could truly see.

"Three years from now. We shall spend but three years together on this protection contract. Let us live as though it were nothing more than a dream."

She pressed her lips to my cheek, then turned her back to me.

Kh. Why was this woman so painfully demure?

If Selectio — Shin Tae-hee — was a virtuous wife sculpted by the gods themselves, then this woman was a five-hundred-year-old devoted wife who had been born and raised knowing nothing but aching, faithful love.

"Nnnmm..."

Feigning sleep-talk, I wrapped my arms around her.

Soft.

"Hnn! Seonghun! My client! I am a woman unworthy of you! Even if this is merely sleep-talk! This is— haaaahn, I feel as though I shall melt."

"Nnn! Mmh. Mmh."

I tasted the nape of her neck and the line of her back.

"Hauuunnngh."

Moonlight on an elf's skin smelled like flowers.

Rub. Rub.

I ground my cock against her ass.

"Hnn! Nnnn..."

She started to moan, then clamped both hands over her mouth. She dragged up every last shred of her endurance and smothered the sound so I wouldn't catch her.

Grind. Grind. Grind.

"Mmm... good."

Squirt! Gush! Squirt!

A tide burst from her pussy.

Squelch.

I slipped just the head inside.

"Haaaaaah...! Hnnngh! You must not! Your perfect cock is far too magnificent to grace a place as lowly as mine..."

Her moan split the moonlight.

Should I push in right now?

No. Fruit is sweetest when it's allowed to ripen. To take her now would be a waste of the love she still had left to give.

Spurt!

I came against her entrance. Not inside — outside — so that her snow-white High Elf pussy was glazed in my semen.

"Hnnn!"

Squirt! Splash!

Ryu Su-gyeong was so worked up she couldn't help it; she came in a fountain all over again. I didn't stop.

Squelch. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Squelch. Squelch.

I slotted my cock between her thighs and rolled my hips.

Tonight I'll take only the Mind from this virgin's Mind, Energy, and Body.

To claim all three at once was more than I could manage. Her virgin barrier was simply too vast — like a nomad raised his entire life on the open plains, standing for the first time before the Great Wall. It was no earthly fortress that a man who treated romance as casually as I did could hope to storm in a single night.

I'll claim her virginity one piece at a time and make her mine. That's the only way this ends without consequences.

A bashful master like her was especially dangerous. She could kill me by accident. Even now, if she realized I wasn't actually asleep, there was an eighty percent chance I'd lose my life.

Spurt!

I came across her lower belly. Using the Violet Sunset Activity Divine Art, I aimed the load so it would arc all the way up to her lips.

"Mmph!"

I heard the sound of her swallowing something.

Looks like the aim was true.

Rub. Rub.

I slid my cock between the cleft of her ass and ground against her. I wanted nothing more than to take her ass then and there, but doing so now would only raise suspicion. To claim a pure virgin, the process itself had to stay pure.

Squelch. Squelch. Squelch.

Behind me, I could hear Choi Yeo-jin masturbating. She'd woken up at some point, collected herself, and was now happily playing with her pussy. Ryu Su-gyeong's hearing was sharp enough that she should have noticed — but she was so thoroughly conquered by my cock that she couldn't spare a thought for anything else.

In a moment this overwhelming, she didn't so much as touch her own clit. She poured every ounce of her attention into my cock alone. Her virginity was complete.

By comparison, the slave girl dripping and fingering herself behind me was vulgarity itself. Purity should be met with purity, and vulgarity with vulgarity — that was how the yin and yang of sexual energy found their harmony and gave birth to pleasure.

"Hggggk!"

"Hauu... hauu... haaah."

In front of me and behind me, two women — one pure, one filthy — came apart, their juices flying.

"Nnnn! Nnh!"

Spurt!

"Haaah!"

"Aheung."

Squirt! Gush! Splash!

My lower body, Ryu Su-gyeong's, and Choi Yeo-jin's were all soaked through. We held each other on the wet bed and drifted into sleep.