I sent Olivia a location to see . And that was where I stored my cum, with high security tech.
I told her to co to the warehouse with one of her dics.
Stripped for inspection like every newcor.
The dic— a pink haired woman nad Gia— ran the usual test and then stared at the sample through her microscope like she’d seen God.
"Jesus Christ," she whispered. "It’s like you have a fucking planet in your balls."
"What do you an Gia?" I asked worriedly. "Is there any problem?"
"No not all, your cum is pure liquid fertilizer, potent and capable of knocking several babies in at once in one woman.."
"Really?" Olivia asked. Knowing that I’ve released her several tis but she hadn’t felt a baby coming.
"Well co and see for yourself.." Gia said.
Olivia quickly rushed to the microscope. And in one drop of my cum, over billions of moving sperms clustered together. "Woww." She muttered.
At that point she decided to go for a checkup afterwards.
"Well I also have a thousand plus bottles saved."
"Honestly If you wanted to donate all of those, before it actually runs out it would be in the next ten years from now." Gia said.
At that mont, hearing her say that. I realized I was sitting with a gold mine between my legs.
"So what are you planning to do with all these?" Gia asked. "How much do I need to get so?"
"No I can’t do that, artificial insemination is only done under my Lab company."
"I’m not selling my cum like fucking cocaine what do you take for!" I scoffed.
"Okay.. Alex, I apologize, so in total what do you charge for an IVF?"
"I’ll say a total of five thousand dollars."
"What do you think about that?"
Gia made a fair look on her face, aning it was very much affordable, despite how rare it was.
After a month plus of being broke and bankrupt, I finally made my first sale.
An Alert rang out of my phone.
[TRANSACTION COMPLETED $5000 RECIEVED] 700 notification.
$3.5m was made just after a week of starting up.
Business exploded after that.
They paid extra for physical ti with .
I had set up massive clinics solely taking care and handling the IVF Operations.
Also acquired a hotel "Empire Suite", that only lodged clients that were willing to pay extra to have their shifts with .
While others wanted the, "premium experience." Those paid triple.
A royal middle eastern queen nad Amira, showed up one night at my hotel with her fleets of guards and stayed in the most executive suite and requested my services.
"I want it straight from the source," she growled. No romance. She shoved onto the grand bed. Hiked her jalabiya and straddled over my waist while her face was covered with her niqab.
She rode like the world was ending again. I filled her deep while she clamped a hand over my mouth, asserting a form of dominance over .
The next day, I woke up with a bundle of a hundred thousand dollars beside with a note, "Sa ti next month, Alex."
A long grin stayed on my face, and this is how I started getting back on my feet.
I started building a reputation. Won who hadn’t felt hope in years lined up. I gave them a source of light to live up to.
Of course, it wasn’t all orgasm and profit.
The governnt council tried to conscript , just as I predicted. "For the future of humanity," they said.
Offering their protection in exchange of daily donations to their breeding program. I told them to fuck off. And Rachel helped sort out the court cases that sprung up.
Security stayed close in case anyone got violent or tried to kidnap the "assets."
Over ti, premium clients got creative. A pair of sisters once pooled resources for a shared session. Another woman, a business rchant, wanted it in her ass while she used a vibrator on herself.
Nights got weird, and I’ll lie after a long day, cock sore, wondering how my life beca this.
Sotis clients would stay afterwards, sharing their stories of how their lives were before.
Most tis, a lot of them cried when I ca inside them, whispering thanks like I was their ssiah.
The demand never dropped and the supply was high. In a dying world, my cum was hope, pleasure and the future all at once. And I made every penny worth of all my business that operated around my hospitality.
Amira ca back on a humid Friday night, a month later.
Thunder rumbling at a distance. She brought her guards, but this ti they waited at the lobby and surrounded the whole building.
A few rolled five heavy duffel bags filled with stacks and gold and dropped it right at my front. This was her own inherited wealth from her father.
"Amira.. what is this? I asked curiously, knowing this was not in our agreent.
With her Persian accent she replied in the most seductive way. "I’m offering myself to you." She said, low and rough. "Ever since the night we last t, I figured it’d be best I just give you everything I have to be under your control."
"Are you sure about this?" I slowly walked around her, observing her. She was tall, mid thirties, neither had I even seen her full face, just her dark diterranean eyes.
Underneath her niqab, her body was soft and thick thighs, heavy breasts, and an Arabian cologne that covered the air.
"Yes.. that’s what I want." She replied. I could tell she was smiling due to how her cheeks swelled up underneath the fabric.
We went to our usual spot, l locked the door.
"I couldn’t go a day without thinking about you." She murmured.
Amira stripped without ceremony, tossing her garnts over the chair. Only her niqab was left on.
I decided to ask. "Why do you always wear that even though you and I are alone?"
"Only married won wear these... but my husband died.. and it’s a taboo to be with another man."
"And It’s shaful for any other man to see my nakedness, but I’m human, I obey laws and break them in secret."
Her pussy was already glistening. No foreplay needed— she pushed onto the cot, straddled my hips, and sank down in one slow greedy motion.
She moaned— her pussy was tight and hot, soaked with her juices.
"Fuck... that’s it," she hissed, rolling her hips. And whimpered in her native tongue. "Yalah."
The first ti I had witnessed such diversity, mid sex I felt like laughing.
But then, what I found so amusing was the fact that I was fucking a woman I’d never seen facially before and the fact that she offered her own husband’s wealth to be part of my claid beauties. Gosh I was gonna fuck that jinn out her.
She rode hard, hands braced on my chest, grinding her clit against my base with every drop thrust.
The cot creaked violently. I gripped her thick ass, spreading her, thrusting up to et her— the pink puckered ass hole beca vivid.
She ca first— trembling, cursing in her native language, her pussy spasd around my cock, I followed right after with a guttural groan.
Pumping thick roped deep inside her pussy. She held still, milking every spurts with little squeezes of her groin.
We didn’t separate. She stayed sitted on while my cock was still buried inside her. Slowly softening.
She worshiped like god in her dialect mixed with so english words.
First round over." She murmured. Smirking. "Second... spread my legs and go in. I want to feel it when you flood my haram pussy."
We shared a champagne and shared a bit about ourselves. She told about her slutty old past despite being a religious figure in her country.
How she even had sex, sucked dicks even in their worship centers and still kept the image of a virgin princess of her father.
I told her about my financial breakthrough and the problems that ca with it.
Fifteen minutes later I was hard again, this ti I flipped her onto her back, spread her legs wide, and slid back in with one smooth thrust.
The second was deeper, more deliberate and ferociously taking long strokes that made her toes curl, her nails dug into my arms that cupped her big breast together. I built up the speed.
Only seeing her perfect eyes lose focus, got closer to the edge. She locked her ankles behind , she whispered, voice hoarse and needy. "Habibi.. don’t fucking pull out."
I buried myself to the hilt and unloaded again—long, heavy pulses that left my hips shaking. She ca with .
A sex with no foreplay neither did we kiss but still had an amazing orgasm.
When I slid out, a thick trickle of cum leaked out of her swollen pussy onto the cot.
She asked for one favor I wasn’t with.
"Cum on my eyes."
Without hesitation, I climbed over her, and jerked off my shaft, spurting out my hot cum in her eyes, blinding her vision with my seed.
A satisfied hum escaped her lips. "Best fucking investnt I’ve made." She said,
I laughed, was sore and spent. "No doubt about that. Welco to my harem."
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