Final Flu Shanghai Ch. 01

"Yes," he heard himself whisper. What?

Instantly they were all over him, sweeping him into the room in a tangle of caresses and kisses so passionate that his brain seemed to melt. The swimmers cast off their bathrobes as soon as they got him through the door. They had nothing else on, and all five pressed their nude bodies against him, their hands and lips everywhere, untying his tie, unbuttoning his shirt, unbuckling his belt. In a matter of moments, they had whisked his clothes off and backed him onto the bed.

The taller swimmer climbed on top of him, straddling his hips while the others teased him from all sides, driving him mad with soft caresses and licks everywhere as they pressed closer, their smooth bodies rejoicing in finally making contact with any and every part of him.

Jim gasped as the tall swimmer centered herself on him, feeling her heat, her wetness, and her need. She leaned forward and kissed him passionately, her breath warm on his face. "Such a pleasure to meet you today," she whispered, her voice low and husky. "So silly of you, running from us. You know we can't do this without you."

Finally he managed to string together a few somewhat coherent words. "I'm sorry, what? And, why? And, who even are you?"

"I'm Xiu," said the tall swimmer as sat up straight on him, arching her body and grinding herself on him, pressing down on the underside of his hard shaft with her extremely wet folds and sliding sensuously along its length, as if that answered all of his questions.

He groaned at the exquisite pleasure. "I'm Jim," he said automatically, comically reaching out to shake her hand as she ground against him, producing giggles from the others. "Uh, don't we need a condom?"

Xiu's face lit up with a wicked smile as she grasped his shaft, circling it with her hand to spread her wetness to the other side, then lodged his tip in her delicious entrance. "Of course not," she said, "that would defeat the purpose." And she slowly pressed down, both of them gasping at the longed-for blissful sensation of sliding in the first inch.

"Purpose?" he stammered, his brain overwhelmed by pleasure and unable to process her obvious meaning.

She rose up again and then descended farther onto him, eyes going unfocused as she reveled in the feeling. She rose up again, and then slowly, deliciously, she pressed her body down and down until she was firmly against his, his entire shaft embedded in blissful slick sweetness. She squirmed around on him with him pressed deep inside, shuddering with what seemed like a mini orgasm.

She had been so hot for him since the first moment she saw him, just aching with need to feel him fill her. It had been torture, waiting for him, thinking constantly of him, so aroused and so worried he wouldn't return, or wouldn't want her. But now, right now, in this glorious moment as she finally felt him fill her completely for the first time, it was all so worth it, so incredibly perfect, all that she had been craving and more.

"What purpose?" he asked again, still not consciously understanding what he already knew deep down.

There was no reply. Her gorgeous lithe body writhed up and down on him as they both gasped in pleasure. She was chanting something under her breath. He couldn't quite make it out. She rose and fell in strong, full, luxurious strokes, the sensations absurdly pleasurable.

Then it hit him. He finally understood her chant, and with it the singular driving purpose that he had sensed in them and in himself without being able or willing to name it. She was saying "knock me up," over and over again.

The shock of it momentarily freed him from the spell and he tried half-heartedly to break loose but was shushed and smothered with kisses and his brain again melted with pleasure and desire for them, and he was lost again.

He felt a strange mix of fear and exhilaration as he slowly again became aware of what was happening. He was moving now, not to escape but to thrust up into the wet heat of her body, feeling the incredible sensation of her inner muscles gripping him as she moved on him. Why did he want to escape, again? He couldn't remember. The pleasure and desire were just so overwhelming and were quickly bringing him to the brink. He found himself trying to slow down, to give himself a chance to savor and memorize every detail of this unbelievable moment before the quickly approaching ending.

The other four were furiously masturbating themselves and writhing against him, seemingly driven even crazier by the signs they could see on his face of his approaching climax. Xiu wouldn't slow down for him. His hands were on her hips trying to slow her thrusts, but she grabbed them and pinned them on the mattress, leaning forward over him as she slammed her hips down onto him, her ragged gasps hot in his mouth as she reached a much more intense second orgasm of her own, which finally tipped him over the edge as well.

It crashed over him in a spectacular explosion of pleasure and he felt his seed spurt deep inside her. She clamped herself onto him, pressing him tight against her cervix, shuddering violently as she cried out "Yes, yes, he's doing it!" and squirming against him through the rest of her orgasm. The other four girls moaned and shuddered as they too reached their climaxes, their bodies twisting and arching as they writhed in ecstasy, overwhelmed by the power of the moment, seeing the purpose that drove them fulfilled for at least one of them, and knowing this meant it might be possible for the others as well, in time. Xiu was tenderly kissing all over his neck and face and thanking him over and over again while luxuriating in a few more slow deep thrusts.

His orgasm felt explosive and went on an on until it felt like he had completely emptied himself in her, but the virus made sure that only a single small spurt of semen actually came out. Given how hyper-fertile the virus had made the women, that would be more than enough, and the virus wanted Jim to have enough to go around.

Despite his mind-shattering orgasm, Jim was surprised to find that his arousal didn't fade at all. As Xiu climbed off of him with a look of utter joy and fulfillment on her face, the others had a brief struggle over who would be next. The other swimmer won, straddling his body and grinding her wetness on him. Incredibly he was still fully hard. In fact he was throbbing with need, feeling as if he hadn't had sex in a month instead of mere seconds.

The shorter swimmer lifted herself up, nestled his tip in her tight slick entrance, then paused and smiled at him, saying "Nice to meet you Jim, I'm Li" and holding out her hand to shake. He habitually complied, shaking her hand, and all the girls giggled again. Li kept his hand, bringing it up to rest on a small perky breast while she savored a slow descent onto him. She was smaller and more delicate than Xiu, and she was incredibly tight. As she began to ride him, the urgency somehow just grew stronger. Being surrounded by these gorgeous women, all of them driven by their overwhelming desire to bear his children, was awakening something primal in the usually mild-mannered accountant.

He looked up at Li's face, her eyes closed in ecstasy, her mouth open, just utterly overwhelmed with sensation. Her body moved in perfect rhythm with his, and he could feel her muscles tensing and relaxing around him as she quickly built toward climax. Then her orgasm began with a series of gasps and shudders, each wave of it shaking her little body as she drove on toward her goal, her eyes opening, unfocused in bliss, pleading with him. The three joggers went wild again with her, gasping in pleasure as they watched the scene unfold before them. Their hands moved faster and faster, their bodies arching and twisting.

Li was on the verge of collapse, her body shuddering with the force of what seemed to be an endless orgasm, moaning higher and higher as each new wave took her, her eyes still locked on his face. As she saw that his orgasm was approaching, she somehow found the strength to keep going, pounding harder onto him as he teetered on the brink in her spasming, squirming, clenching body.

"Do it," she pleaded, "put your seed in me!"

Her words were like a fire in his veins, driving him to grant her wish, to complete her purpose. Their purpose. He couldn't deny how sexy it was to think of knocking them up, how much he rejoiced at the thought, no the certainty of it. He thrust deeper into her, feeling the slick heat of her passage grip him tightly. Her eyes were wild, her body shaking as a final monstrous wave of pleasure rose, dwarfing the rest of her long orgasm.

Jim paused on the brink of release, holding her still and savoring the sight of this delicate, adorable stranger, her sweet face contorted in pleasure, her body fully impaled on him. Her baby would be so beautiful, so incredibly cute. Their baby. That thought did it. He flew over the edge into an explosion of pleasure. He gave one last thrust fully into her and felt his release spill deep inside her in another massive orgasm. Her body arched violently as she cried out, pressing him deeper, her fingernails digging into his shoulders.

After their last aftershocks subsided, Li fell sideways off of him and collapsed onto the bed, panting and shaking. Her face was flushed with both exertion and joy. Jim reached out to stroke her hair, feeling a sudden wave of tenderness for her.

Seeing stars, he closed his eyes a moment. He should be exhausted, utterly spent. He had never had two orgasms that close together, and only rarely had one anywhere near that intense. He lay still, feeling the afterglow, expecting to wilt, perhaps to fall asleep.

But his body seemed to have other plans. His lust was only growing.

"Can he go again?" someone asked. He opened his eyes. Two of the three remaining joggers were watching his face intently, skeptically. The third was already climbing onto him, gently stroking and then firmly squeezing his cock.

"Oh my god, it's a steel rod," she reported, producing moans from the others.

It was the tall jogger Leizu on him. The one who had helped him up when he fell this morning. He remembered noticing her stunningly sexy body shape in her tight running clothes and forcing himself to look up at her face to avoid ogling her. Now that same tight, toned, exceptionally feminine body was nude above him, just as amazing as he had imagined it. She guided his throbbing shaft to her entrance and teased his head around her wet folds. He could not be more turned on. Despite the two recent intense orgasms, he even thought he might blow prematurely at this teasing and at the anticipation of taking her. She locked her piercingly beautiful, soulful eyes on his. This was so important to her, so special, so right. She lodged the tip and pushed slightly. He felt resistance. Shockingly, this brazen stranger seemed to be a virgin. His first virgin.

She closed her eyes and pressed down harder. He felt her hymen give way and he slid an inch inside. She paused a moment, wincing. The virus, fearing that her pain would prevent her completing her purpose, quickly removed all pain and overwhelmed her with a wave of pleasure.

"Go on," she gasped, arching her back. "Take me."

Gently, slowly, Jim thrust halfway up into her, feeling her body grip him urgently, deliciously as he claimed her virginity. The tightness was unlike anything he'd experienced before, but she seemed to be in no pain. Instead, she moaned blissfully, further fueling his desire. Her head was thrown back, her eyes clenched shut as she savored the unfamiliar delight of being filled. Her body trembled, her muscles tensing and relaxing in response to his slow, gentle movements.

The other joggers watched in awe, their own arousal reaching new heights as they witnessed this beautiful woman surrender herself to him. Leizu's body was a work of art, every curve and toned muscle on display as she savored his penetration, stretching, writhing, luxuriating in the sensations. Her breasts heaved with each breath, her nipples hard and erect.

She began to move, her athletic body taking long, deep strokes onto him, and soon he felt her inner walls begin to spasm, her orgasm building within her. He pulled her tight, smooth body to him, kissing her neck, her shoulders, her breasts, as he sought to draw out every last ounce of pleasure from her. She cried out his name, her body shuddering with the force of her release. Her inner muscles clenched tightly around him, milking his cock as she came, and bringing him to the brink.

Halfway through her orgasm, she felt him seize up inside her and her eyes flew open, locking onto his with a look of ecstatic pleasure and joy. "I feel it," she breathed, "he's putting his baby in me!"

As Jim teetered on the edge while continuing a few more deep thrusts into this beautiful stranger, he felt an even higher wave of pleasure wash over him as he reveled in the sensations of gliding through her formerly virginal tightness, the feeling of conquest, and the desire to breed with her, all of these incredible feelings rising together to a new combined peak. Finally his hips bucked one last time, pressing as deep as he could inside her, and he cried out as he came, his seed spilling into her womb. Her face was radiating joy, her eyes welling up with happy tears as she collapsed onto him, kissing his neck and face all over and whispering "thank you, thank you!"

It seemed to be contagious. Her joy spread into him too. It just grew and grew as he thought about what was happening, right now inside Leizu and also in Xiu and Li. Suddenly it was a joy far more powerful than the simple physical pleasure of the orgasm, which was still giving him aftershocks as he clung tightly to Leizu's shaking body. Pure joy. At this moment, his seed was in three of them and that deep, driving purpose was being fulfilled. The joy filled him completely, leaving no room for fear, guilt, confusion, doubt. Those feelings didn't make sense to him anymore, and he couldn't remember the thoughts that led to them. Why was he ever trying to run from them? Why did he want to tell them no? In this moment of pure joy, he really couldn't remember. This, right now, deep inside Leizu with his seed seeping into her womb, was beautiful, perfect bliss.

"Fen, you're up next," said Leizu after giving Jim a last, tender kiss and climbing off.

Xiu was there first with a wet towel to clean off the blood from Leizu's cherry. "Still rock hard," she reported, giggling in wonder.

Fen was tiny, adorable, and dead sexy. She fixed him with a fierce, intense gaze that contrasted sharply with the cuteness of the rest of her face and body. He realized she was the one who had looked so predatory and ready to jump him when he ran away from her outside the hotel this morning. Now she had him at last. He ran his hands over her perky little tits, tiny waist, and wide hips as she settled over him, grinding on his shaft to confirm to herself that he was somehow still hard, coating his underside with her extremely wet, tiny pussy.

Afraid his erection wouldn't last, she wasted no time notching it into her entrance. She pushed down and he felt himself slide slightly into incredible slick tightness, then hit resistance. Another virgin. This time, the virus was ready and made sure she felt no pain when she pushed harder and he popped through her cherry.

"Oh god, it's so good!" she cried out, the feeling of being filled overwhelming her. Her slick passage tightly clung to his shaft, and as she began to move, he was blown away by her passionate, wild energy.

As Jim would find out later, the three joggers were actually college soccer players from Shenyang, in town all week for a pan-Asian tournament. Despite her small size, Fen was their star striker. She was clutch, driven to win, a natural predator, and right now she was on a breakaway, the championship-winning goal in her sights, with just one man to beat.

Her taught body wildly rode him, her slick walls gripping his cock, milking him with each thrust. She was a living, breathing fantasy, and he was stunned to find himself quickly building toward a fourth orgasm. He clung to her tiny waist for dear life, urging this wild, fierce hellcat on, rooting for her as she drove harder toward her goal. She was unstoppable. A force of nature. And he was about to combine his DNA with hers. The thought of their baby inheriting something of her drive and spirit hit him hard, his whole being embracing the idea, loving it, needing to breed with her, right now. Incredibly, within seconds of this thought he was blasting over the edge into another powerful orgasm.

Fen gave a triumphant cry as she felt him spurt deep inside her, clutching his body tightly and pressing him as deep as she could. He felt the waves of pleasure wash over him as she shuddered, still clinging tight to him, her ragged breath hot in his ear.

Xiu was ready again with a wet towel, cleaning him off as soon as Fen climbed off. Fen lay beside him, radiating joy and gazing at him, then scooting closer to give him a sweet, soft, long kiss. Their first kiss, he realized, a small part of him almost laughing at the absurdity of the thought, but a much bigger part only caring to gaze tenderly at this incredible woman who he somehow knew would now bear his child. The joy was filling him again. Another moment of perfection, pure bliss, accomplishment, completion of his purpose. "Jim, you are a superhero. Thank you," Fen breathed.

"Fen, wow, you too. Holy shit, that was incredible. And... I'm just... I'm so happy." he replied, words failing him utterly, but the look in his eyes got it across, and she already understood his joy anyway. It filled her too. They both shed some happy tears and kissed again.

"Ok, enough of that nonsense, lovebirds. Chyou, you're up," Leizu said.

"Can he go again?" Fen asked, sounding doubtful.

"Worth a shot, right?" Chyou said as she straddled him.

Jim was amazed at how ready and eager he was for the last jogger, Chyou. His desire only seemed to grow stronger with each girl he claimed. He realized as she positioned her smooth, slender body over him that there was still nothing repetitive about this. It was in no way a blur. They were in no way the same as each other. He wasn't even comparing them to each other. Their eyes wouldn't let that happen. It was so meaningful to each of them, so important.

Chyou pushed slightly onto him, gasping and staring wide-eyed. Despite the fact that Jim had just done this same thing four times in the same position with four other girls, it was still just so personal, so meaningful, and so overwhelmingly, incredibly sexy to feel Chyou for the first time, to savor that anticipation and then those first slow, delicious thrusts. He watched her eyes lose focus, far away in the blissful sensations of him filling her. And that feeling of conquest. It was so powerful, each time. Chyou was his. It didn't matter that four others had just become his. Chyou had been a stranger this morning, and now their bodies were fully joined, and it was all new and mind-blowing. He realized this would never get old, never feel repetitive, never blur together. And even more, it would never fail to drive him wild to know that each of these girls wanted his baby more than anything. His cock lurched deep inside of her with the thought.

He realized he might never get enough of this. But Chyou was the last girl in the room. As she began to ride him, he found himself hoping this wasn't about to be over.