35. Elites III

There is a certain cadence to this love business. I did what I could when I still had the energy. Now it's appropriate to take my time with the last three girls. I need to win these women's hearts to make them pillars of my militia. Sex might be an interpersonal thing but it is also a great weapon to win people over.

For that reason, not only do I have to impregnate them per contract, I need to sexually satisfy them. I need them to see me in a positive light. That way, when the shit hits the fan, I can have some allies by my side.

I am a wicked whore. I'm selling myself to whomever I can for the cause. I have to attain that true supremacy that I seek. I'm a mere beast. I yearn to be a wild beast. unchained by those who would harvest me. The AI government, various centers of financial power, the bureaucratic class that wants to legislate shackles around me, Those who would poison me to make a bit of profit like pharmaceutical companies, these are the ones that lust after whatever they can rip away from me. In the face of such disparity of power, the only answer is violence.

I will heal the forgotten and make them into soldiers, I will claim my true supremacy against the hordes of the status quo and lead them to the salvation of freedom. never again anyone will look at me and say, "I can use and abuse him, and there is nothing he can do about it."

I inserted myself into the African woman half an hour later. She is excited and her adoring eyes peer into my soul. She feels the eternal connection between two people embracing each other. I couldn't respond in kind. She is but one of the hundreds I seeded. I am too consumed by the obsession to love everyone truly. Kate knows this in her heart of hearts. Chloe and Zoe have felt it too.

I sweat upon the African woman she is a moaner. Her pleasurable yelps echo throughout the meeting hall. A kiss, most intimate. Such intimacy is a lie on my part. I'm far more vile than a regular liar. My lies not only encompass words but gestures feelings and passion too. I'm a monster consumed by the cause.

I spill my seed into her, much to her satisfaction. She looks at me with adoring eyes, feeling the fraudulent connection as a truth, I can see it in her eyes. The notion what I did for her could be a lie doesn't even cross her mind. Such are the lonely people I suppose.

There is no way she could understand me. So I won't bother to make a genuine connection to this single-time sex business. It's a shame and it's unfair to these women. Man should not be water that flows through the creases that others created. Man should be chaos. The man should be uncontrollable. True supremacy can only flourish in such an environment. If someone doesn't take their destinies into their hands, that means they are ultimately cattle. They are something for others to eat. I will not be eaten, Those who don't want to be eaten will not be eaten under my watch.

I shall collect those whom society spat out under me and direct their rage toward their enemies. I shall become a terror. Whoring for that reason is nothing to me. I'll fuck twice as much if that meant I get my revenge towards the disrespect the sociopaths at the top direct toward me.

After a short breather, I picked the Gaelic girl by her waist and lifted her. I lifted her over my head and had her sit on my shoulders. She put her hands on the ceiling to become balanced. I sneaked my tongue inside of her. She is tasty. After a while, I put her back on her feet. I lifted one of her legs and invited myself in. She is ready for me. We shared a deep kiss. Her freckled cheeks became red with desire. My dick is big enough that I can fuck her while standing and it wouldn't cause my dick to slip out. I kept stirring up her guts. She is the kind of girl who makes a face as if she is about to sneeze when having sex.

Redheads are great. This particular redhead is great squared. She trembled and started screeching in animalistic moans. Her fiery red mane jumps up and down with my healthy thrusts. She creamed on my cock. Beautiful. Too bad she will never truly connect with me.

There was no need to go easy on her. She is positively responding to my tempo. I think I can be more brutal with my cock with her. I held her buttocks tight and used my arm strength to pound her tender flesh with force. She is making chimpanzee noises. It was the best thing she had ever felt. Her head shakes left tonight, right to left. Pleasure is driving her crazy. Another orgasm comes, not long after the first one. My cock swelled and injected my seed into her womb. Her breasts quivered with her bated breaths. She is being inseminated by a man she adores. She just started adoring me a while ago. I can see that. She is convinced by the sheer power of cock. Her eyes are full of love.

Only the shortie is left she is standing there like a goblin, naked. Every other woman here is hanging out, talking to each other and laughing. They are having small conversations near the water cooler. I had the shorty sit on my lap.

"So, You have been watching me. What do you think about me?"

The shorty smiled. Her fragrance is superb.

"You are the Lewdest person I've ever met. You just fucked a ton of women into a state of euphoria and you still..." She slapped her white buttocks. "...lust for women's flesh."

I caressed her bulbous behind.

"You have a nice butt."

She smiled back, presenting her rear to me.

"That I do."

She thought for a second and got up. A minute later, she showed up with a glass of water.

"You need to stay hydrated. You lost a lot of body fluids." She awkwardly winked. I gestured for her to sit on my lap by slapping my knee.

" Make me drink it. I don't want to use my hands."

She obliged. Feeding another person is the kind of social behavior that builds connection. By having her feed me the water, I bestow upon her the pleasure of "connecting". In the meantime, I catch my breath and replenish my sperm count in the meantime. I had some hand cream in the pockets of my trousers. I decided to sacrifice it.

I scooped the entire thing with my fingers and started to coat her supple body with it. By making it spread on her body, I get to caress every part of her body. The black girl laughed and said,

"Thank him, girl, you won't be ashy if he keeps doing that." The Latina girl smiled.

"Bitch, I'm not ashy."

The black girl rolled her eyes. "You are white so you can't see it. You are ashy."

She ran her nails through a spot that wasn't covered in cream. Her nail marks were white on her skin. Shorty exclaimed:

"Oh, I'm ashy."

I kept caressing her. She enjoys the treatment. The black girl sat next to me and kissed me.

"Are you going to fuck that ashy bitch massa?"

I rolled my eyes.

"Stop fucking around. I don't play that shit."

She started holding his stomach and laughing. It was a particular thing black people did. They try to bait you into saying something racist and watch you squirm on the subject for their amusement. The jokes on her, I'm quarter black. My grandpa was from the country of Chad in Africa.

After I exhausted my hand cream, I asked her to position herself. Her cute pussy is hovering above my dick. I slapped her buttocks and a stream of vaginal mucus drizzled down from her womanhood. ı grabbed the black girl by the back of her neck and said:

"Fluff me for your friend."

She nodded and went down. There was no hesitation in her eyes when she took it down her throat. It's not easy to get up after 7 consective ejaculations. She gave a lot of heat to her fellatio. I can see that she is feeling grateful that she gets to get fucked in her throat. I inserted myself into Shorty. Shorty's face relaxed with the sudden bliss. The cock was nothing like anything else. She loved cock and cock loved her. What else could she be thinking with a face like that? I love her innards and the way they caressed me. There is a nice and healthy air pocket noise coming from her pussy. Magnificent.

I love pussy farts.