Chapter 125 Orgy 01*

Sarah was the one to mention how horny they all were, and the first to make a move, so she went first. It was incredible how tight all my wives were; a good night's sleep would have them recover to an almost virginal state. My cock had also increased in size as I had bulked up over the years; endurance made a huge difference. Now, my cock was like a third arm fisting my wives, and they loved every second of it, especially my more horny ones like Sarah.

Of course, my cowgirl loved the cowgirl position, and I loved it as well. Her big, juicy breasts were bouncing in circles with every one of her up and down motions. The entire act was a delight to all my senses as my eyes couldn’t help but follow her breasts, trying their best to split so each eye could watch one specifically. She smelled of milk and flowers, and her breasts oozed milk; she sometimes leaned down, letting me drink my fill as she kept bouncing. She moaned even louder than the first time we had sex.

Her tunnel was tighter than it had any right to be after birthing so many children, but her incredibly high endurance made childbirth casual work. My big dick was working extra hard to stretch her out. Sex had really become a battle of stats as her pussy tried to keep its original shape while my cock tried to expand it. That was the thing with high endurance. Most of us were in peak health, our bodies recovered from most damage and put themselves back in peak shape after just a short nap, so even if I wore her out completely, stretched her to the maximum limit, she would be this tight again tomorrow.

Orgasm after orgasm didn’t stop her hips as my hands dug into her ass, trying to match her energy as I massaged her cheeks and finally reached my first climax of the night. High stats meant that we were capable of things that really shouldn’t have been logistically possible. I would say my loads were decently sized compared to others when I gained my farmer class, but now they were insane.

I didn’t ejaculate; I erupted like a volcano in her, pouring almost boiling hot semen in amounts that would take me hours, if not days, to produce before. Her stomach started to bulge out from the sheer amount, my cock working as a plug, keeping it all inside until she slumped off me, at which point it poured out of her for almost five seconds before the deluge of flowing semen slowed to a trickle. She slumped down, exhausted. She’d join back in at some point, caressing one of my wives as Sarah helped draw as much pleasure from their body as she physically could.

Cherry was next, and her favorite position was missionary. Her arms and legs wrapped around me as she breathed into my ear. I could pound her all day like this, but she was one of my few wives who couldn’t go very long, so it resulted in me going hard to try and reach climax along with her as she tapped out. Because I was fucking her so hard, it sounded like someone clapping in the room, my balls slapping her ass fast enough to make it sound like our bodies were giving us a standing ovation.

She absolutely soaked me as she reached her first squirting orgasm, and I just kept pounding away. My cock was working like a butter-churning machine, pumping in and out of her like a hard steel rod, reaching her depths over and over again as her womb craved my semen. She might have been the most fulfilled; she wanted a large family like Silk, but her motherly aura and position as the matron meant her days were spent in bliss raising children she loved.

Deep down, she wanted to be bred; the only thing that could make this more perfect for her is if I knocked her up again. She wanted dozens of my babies, a baby every year or so until she no longer could have more, and I’d oblige her until I no longer could. My cock pulsing and twitching as I reached another orgasm, pumping her full of hopefully impregnating seed. If not, there was always tomorrow to try and fuck a baby into her.

Leaf was next, and I couldn’t believe how much she had changed. She spent decades looking the same, only now that she had become a mother did her body finally reach its peak attractiveness(at least to me). Her athletic body was putting on some weight to help carry the baby; it wasn’t much, but because the changes were from my children, it meant more.

She liked to be fucked in missionary as well, but it seemed she was feeling more adventurous tonight as I took her while she was pressed against the wall. One of her legs was pinned beside her head while the other struggled on its tippy toes, my cock lifting her up almost off the ground from where we were connected. I kissed her passionately.

It was surprising how reclusive and withdrawn Leaf was when I first met her, and how much we complemented each other now. Our bodies worked in sync as her raised leg pressed into my shoulder for leverage, letting her bounce herself on my dick. Leaf didn’t do much moaning, but she grunted almost constantly. Every time I thrust, there was a good chance she’d grunt.

The almost useless leg that was now lifted from the ground and dangling down wrapped around my waist for even more leverage, her body acting like an accordion, every thrust compressing her further into the wall as she grunted, groaned, and even moaned from how hard I was hammering her cute, tiny pussy. Elves were made for sex, for bending over; dark elves were a matriarchy, but that’s what made the situation all the more tantalizing.

My dark elf loved getting pressed down by me. Her tongue filled kisses, desperate, hungry, and needy. With a few final thrusts, I erupted in her as well. There was a real chance every woman I came in tonight would wind up pregnant, and I planned on pumping my seed in each and every one of them. Tems and Silk had come back at some point, but it only meant they were at the back of the line to sleep with me.

Next was Olivia. She loved being held up, but after seeing Leaf do something similar to what she liked, she wanted me to take her doggy style… Which was Silk’s favorite position. It seemed like everyone wanted to do something different tonight. She let her pink hair grow out, and her petite breasts expanded with milk from her most recent pregnancy.

My wives could provide a huge portion of the milk for the city if they milked themselves and sold it. It certainly made sex a lot wetter than before. All of the breast milk is distinctly different but also delicious. Their diets of high-quality/delicious foods meant their milk was that much better, and it meant I couldn’t help but latch on whenever I got the chance to.

I could only lick it off my fingers as I kept going back to squeeze more out of her breasts. Her soft moans now developed into full-blown howls as she reached a screaming orgasm. I pulled her off her hands and into my chest as I sloppily kissed her. I felt my cock poking at the entrance to her womb, and couldn’t help but feel my release grow close.

Erupting inside again, I could have sworn I heard her womb gulping down my semen as more and more poured into her, a large amount shooting out around my cock, but most was still inside her. The look of lust in her eyes made her look drunk, and as I lay her down, she went right to sleep. I caught my breath as I drank plenty of water to refuel.

I already felt far less pent up, but I still had four more women to satisfy, and two more wives who didn’t come on this trip. I still couldn’t believe so many beautiful women were mine, and I wasn’t sure who to go for next…