The Impregnation Theory

“Are we done?” Jenna asked, slouching by the window as Gray and Selina lay on the bed after their third round of sex.

“Yes,” Gray kicked off the sheets and sat on the corner of the bed. “Selina, would you mind sucking me off as a partying gift?”

She had been incredibly silent on their third round, taking it all in and only responding in moans. But now she gave a slight frown.

“Why should I?”

“Because your fiancé requested you to,” Gray pointed his dick. “Come on, don’t keep him waiting.”

“I hate him,” Selina muttered, then scrambled out of the bed towards Gray, still naked. Her legs buckled as she touched the ground, but then she balanced herself before struggling towards Gray.

She bent down as if by practice, took another good look at how long his erect dick was, then gently started from the tip. Her technique was never as good as Aisha’s, but it was commendable. But Gray was more focused on Jenna, who finally stopped staring out of the window and walked over to them.

“This concludes things, hopefully,” she said, barely looking at the scene.

She had only looked at Gray twice during the whole time he had sex with Selina. Once when he pushed in so hard Selina almost moaned, and another time when Gray had started spanking her hard enough for the sound to echo in the entire room.

Doesn’t she get turned on by anything at all?

“Enjoyed the night?” Gray smirked.

“If the view outside the window was a better one rather than the same nobles gossiping about each other, then yes,” Jenna rubbed her hands. “But this concludes by deal with her fiancé, and I have his support…”

Gray frowned. “Support for what?”

“Nothing at all,” Jenna didn’t meet his eyes. “You just played your part.”

“By cucking her fiancé,” Gray felt the pressure reaching the tip of his dick. “Never thought I’d enjoy it but here we are.”

“Yes,” Jenna walked in and rubbed Selina’s head. “I’m glad you have such a spineless fiancé Selina. Don’t worry, this secret remains within this bedroom.”

“Mmm!” Selina muttered.

Gray felt it reach his tip, and he pushed Selina away, her lips almost sliding out of his dick. Before Jenna could react he let it out. And in that fraction of a moment, he was reminded of the time when he bathed Andria in cum. He didn’t have much stored now, but he surely had something for at least four strong spurts.

And that was what he did. The first hit Jenna’s dress, shortly followed by the second.

“What are you-” her expression changed in an instant.

Ah, that’s the real Jenna.

Gray nudged his penis with his fingers, aiming it up and sending it all up to her face. One hit her neck, and the other her face. And one moment later Jenna was standing there, bathed in four spurts of cum, mouth gaped open, and her eyes looking dangerously at Gray.

“Oh, sorry,” Gray wagged the rest onto Selina’s surprised face. “Shouldn’t have stayed too close.”

“Y-you-” her eyes blazed, and then it faded out again, replaced by a more calm demeanor. Gray would have appreciated her if only he wasn’t turned on more. Somehow a cum-bathed noblewoman with a calm face was more hornier than he thought.

“I’m sorry,” Gray said, trying to keep a straight face. “I tried my best to control myself, but sadly I frequently lose self-control.”

“Shut up,” Jenna said, still with her perfectly calm face. Then she turned to Selina. “Give me your best clothes.”

“L-lady Jenna, I was planning on wearing my best clothes. It’s my ball, so my mother prepared a gown-”

“Give it!”

Selina looked like she was punched in the gut. “It’s in the other room.”

Jenna stormed out, and just as she opened the door, a bottomless Mosel fell down to the floor, one hand on a tiny wilted cock.

“What the fuck?” Gray watched the man struggling to pull up his pants. “You were listening all the time?”

“Mosel!” Selina covered herself with the bedsheets. “I-I…didn’t enjoy it! I hated it!”

Gray looked at her. “You were so busy panting you barely even heard what I said on our last round you lying slut!”

Selina blushed and covered her face.

But Mosel was looking at Jenna, who now looked like a cornered tiger. And cornered tigers were the most dangerous.

“Look at all this,” Jenna’s eyes moved to the man’s cock, then she calmly raised her foot and kept it right on the shaft. Gray’s hands immediately moved onto his own cock. Somehow he could feel Mosel’s pain just from the sight alone. “I think all of us here would agree it’s better if we keep our mouths shut.”

“L-lady Jenna,” Mosel dodged his head as a thick drop of cum fell down to the floor from Jenna’s elbow. “D-did you join them too-aaahhh…”

Jenna’s foot tightened on the tip, and Gray looked elsewhere.

“I am not stooping so low Mosel. Now wear something to cover that pathetic cock of yours and bring Selina’s ball dress.”

“R-right away,” Mosel scrambled up and ran out of the room without even looking back.

As soon as he was out Jenna closed the door and glared at Gray. She had a thin smile on her face, and Gray didn’t know what to be scared of the most. “You shouldn’t have done that.”

“I didn’t break any rules,” Gray gave a short bow. “My lady. It’s your fault that you stayed too close.”

“Fine,” Jenna came close to him, and Gray started to smell his own semen. That wasn’t pretty. He wondered how all those women swallowed it easily. “If that’s how you want to play it Gray, let’s play it that way. You can leave this room and stay outside. Your next guest will be here soon.”

Gray didn’t like her tone. “What next guest? I thought she was the only one.”

“Oh no, there’s someone you’ll love.”

Gray turned to grab his clothes, but Jenna was onto them before him. “You are my breeding horse, and a breeding horse should display his assets first,” she threw the clothes to the fireplace. “Now go outside and wait for your next guest. And you,” she snapped at Selina. “Prepare me a bath before I drown your lover in one.”

Gray wanted to snap back, but he had no choice.

It’s fucking, Gray thought. That’s what I’m good at.

Or so he thought.