Beautiful faces of Jim's Shanghai harem

[jadling]

Character face pics and excerpts from Final Flu Shanghai, a story about a sentient virus that wants a lot more of one man's DNA in the human population. While on a work trip in Shanghai, Jim notices women he's attracted to start behaving strangely. He's married and tries to resist, but he is no match for the overwhelming breeding instincts the virus awakens in him, as well as in the women he meets. The virus also makes the women want to recruit other irresistibly attractive women to meet him, quickly leading to exponential growth.

I'll post pics of the women in the story here, each along with short excerpts from the story.

 

[jadling]

Each of the three joggers in turn gasped, flushed, and stared wide-eyed at him as they met his gaze. It was happening again. This time, up close, there was no mistaking it. The only difference was he didn't feel any muscle twitches. The timing, the feeling of it. It was real, whatever it was. It happened exactly as he made eye contact with each of them. Those same sudden lustful wide-eyed stares. That intense sudden rush of desire he felt for each of them right when their eyes went wide. And wow, what a sight they were. Their sweet faces that had been radiating the wholesome pleasure of a good runner's high now gaped at him panting with wide-eyed lust, their toned, athletic, shapely bodies tensed up, seeming ready to spring on him and take him right there on the sidewalk.



He froze mid-sentence, his mouth open, unable to speak, move, or even breathe in his own sudden desire. Still frozen, he saw their gazes become more intense, even predatory. One of them reached out a small trembling hand toward him.

He panicked and fled, not realizing he had dropped something. It was his room key, still in its envelope with the room number written on it.

 

[jadling]

Jim reached his hand out to Yuming and she came to his side, bending down to kiss him passionately while she tore off her clothes. Chyou began to clench around him as she climaxed, saying, "I'm coming! Fill me up, Jim!" This incredible combination of sensations from Chyou's clenching pussy, her incredibly sexy voice pleading for his baby, and the longed-for first kiss from Yuming's soft lips all quickly brought him yet again to the brink.

As he felt the pleasure begin to overwhelm him, he looked into Yuming's eyes, inches from his, and saw more than desire in her gaze. Now he knew what that look meant, what that driving, undeniable purpose was. Fighting to even keep his eyes open against the intense pleasure of his climax, he looked into her eyes, seeing, smelling, almost tasting her urgent need to breed with him. He reveled in it, drowned in it. He wanted it so much. He was flying over the edge, his eyes still locked with Yuming's, her breath hot on his lips, moaning out his climax while pulling Chyou down hard on him, holding her there as he exploded deep inside her fertile, clenching pussy. There was not a hint of jealousy on Yuming's sweet face. She was happy for him, thrilled, hugely turned on by it. "Yes, Jim, fill her," Yuming gasped the words in his face, really meaning them, eyes wide in wonder watching him ride out his orgasm inside Chyou as he moaned into Yuming's mouth, his shaft pressed against Chyou's cervix, delivering his seed into her womb while his eyes were still locked on Yuming's, longing to do the same to her and knowing he soon would. Fucking incredible. He kissed Yuming while Chyou rode out the aftershocks, joyfully babbling her thanks.

 

[jadling]

Mei had been wet for him since the moment she first saw him. From that moment, it hadn't let up, the driving desire she had to give herself to him, to become one with him. No, to become three with him. She had been squirming in need, her throat tight, her body tense, unable to focus on anything else. When she got his email reply she came right in her chair after only a couple little squirms against the seat, but that little orgasm did nothing to quench her lust, and neither did the one she had in the cab on the way to his hotel, hoping Yuming and their driver didn't notice as she snuck her fingers under herself from the opposite side. A few light strokes was all it took, and then she had ridden it out as quietly as she could.

When the models had joined them in the elevator it somehow turned her on even more. The thought that Jim would ravish those goddesses too was so sexy, so right. She wanted that for him almost as much as she wanted him. Then the shock of entering his room and seeing him again, surrounded by his conquests. It had been so fucking hot to watch what he did to Chyou and especially to her friend Yuming. Watching him plunder their bodies, driving into them, so focused on them, the passion and heat of it all so contagious. It was incredibly sexy to see him take them, to know he was breeding with them. Holy shit, she had thought, he is really going to breed us all. What a glorious beast. So when Jim finally turned to her, Mei was already on a short fuse, and now he was burning it fast with his eager, passionate conquest of her body.

And now, right now, finally, his throbbing hardness had at last reached its destination deep inside her, filling her, stretching her, the pleasure of every movement even better than she had ever dreamed it could be, her all-consuming purpose so close. It was so good, far too good, and she was blasting off into a mind shattering orgasm that went on and on.

 

[Saint_Ann]

Posting entire content is against the forum rules.

 

[jadling]

Am I posting entire content? What does that mean? I'm posting little snippets of a story I wrote that are relevant to each pic. The pics are also mine.

 

[KatieDoes]

Am I posting entire content? What does that mean? I'm posting little snippets of a story I wrote that are relevant to each pic. The pics are also mine.

The pics are of you? They’re not all the same person.

 

[Saint_Ann]

Am I posting entire content? What does that mean? I'm posting little snippets of a story I wrote that are relevant to each pic. The pics are also mine.

You wrote it? Is the the proper place to submit stories? NO. It isnt.

 

[jadling]

I'm not submitting the story here. The full story is on the main site. This thread is for the face pics that go with my story. I think it's fun to have a little bit of a story when you look at pics. If you don't agree, just don't read this thread.

 

[jadling]

Temporarily feeling more under control, he beckoned to Citra to take Marie's place. She was on him in seconds, lining him up and locking her dark, smoldering eyes on his as she slowly, sensuously took him deep into her, quivering and stretching deliciously at the sensations. His hands again reveled in caressing her caramel skin. Her incredible passion and her gorgeous caramel body devoured and delighted him. He couldn't get enough of touching her, teasing her, moving with her. Everything he did seemed to drive her wild, and the way she went wild drove him wild in an endless feedback loop. She writhed and squirmed at every touch, luxuriated in it, arching, squeezing, quivering, stretching, gasping in his ear. He had never imagined it was possible for a woman to be so passionate and responsive in bed, or for it to be so contagious and turn him on so much, even more than her perfect body. He couldn't possibly get enough of touching her in a lifetime.

The virus couldn't either. Stunned by the overwhelming intensity of their passion and desire, it decided it would make sure she had twins, like Yuming.

Trying to get her to slow down so it wouldn't be over soon, he rolled on top of her, pinning her and kissing her neck as he stayed deep inside her in missionary position, stroking in and out only slightly while she squirmed and writhed under his weight, driving him even crazier. She couldn't be stopped, couldn't be kept still. Even when pinned down she found ways to drive him insane with her movements. There was no way to be in control and make it last with her. Again, it was about to be over too soon. It was just way too hot and way too wild. He pulled out and sat up onto his knees between her legs, intending to take another break, to again come in someone else so he could come back to Citra later.

She was having none of it. She lifted her hips up off the bed, her pussy seeming to follow his cock like a heat-seeking missile, impaling herself on him again as he kneeled. Then, her knees out wide, using her feet, elbows, impressive flexibility, and sheer willpower, she commenced somehow to plunge her pussy upward onto his cock in full, deep, powerful thrusts. He had never seen or imagined anything half this hot, her gorgeous body spread wide, every muscle quivering as she urgently threw herself passionately upward onto him, driven by the need for his seed, the absolute inability to wait another minute for it, her passion seeming to overwhelm even the laws of physics. It was far, far too much. He was already rocketing over the edge, the pleasure and his desire for her reaching a mind-boggling new peak. He grabbed her tiny caramel waist and helped her through two final hard upward thrusts, then pulled her hard onto him, holding her squirming caramel goddess body tightly there as he exploded deep inside her, seeing stars.

 

[jadling]

"And this is my cousin Anna," Yuming continued. "She's a producer for a big music company. She works with girl bands, originally in Korea where she's from and now, after a merger, her company is here too, doing Chinese girl bands. Yes, I'm one quarter Korean," she added, seeing him glance at her.

Jim could hardly breathe looking at Anna. She was stunning. So much character with her crazy pink hair and her sparkling joyful eyes and sweet face. And what a gorgeous, slender body. Her body responded to his gaze like a caress, each part of her squirming as he slowly looked down and took in her beautiful curves. He wanted to undress her right now and find out if her pubes were dyed hot pink too. His eyes locked back on hers again and they were not just eye-fucking but eye-breeding each other.

He wanted to take her up to his room right then. Take all five of the girls he had just met. And Yuming too. Pregnant or not, he wanted her again too. He knew that he could. It was a short elevator ride away. They would be thrilled to go. He knew they were wet for him, all of them, right now. And fertile for him, right now.

 

[jadling]

"It's a short drive, girls," said Leizu from the front of the van. "Don't waste time." The virus sensed their urgency and rapidly increased everyone's desire.

Jim gave a token effort to keep them at bay, swatting away hands and dodging lips as his desire quickly grew, but he knew soon it would overwhelm him like last night. His hands were also outnumbered 4 to 1, so it wasn't long before his pants were undone and yanked down to mid-thigh. Then his underwear followed and soft fingers teased lightly along his hardening shaft while others flicked all around. Soon the Russian girl, who he had gathered was named Katerina, had kneeled down in front of him and and he felt himself sliding into her mouth, her tongue swirling wonderfully. The desire to breed with these beautiful strangers was growing alarmingly quickly. The girls on either side pulled his hands down and guided them into their soccer shorts. When his fingers found their heavenly wet folds, he lost all ability to resist, allowing the Malaysian girl to his left to capture his lips in a passionate kiss.

Responding to this first sign of full cooperation, Katerina quickly took her shorts and panties off, then turned around and sat on his lap facing away, trying to maneuver herself onto him in the small, crowded space. The others in the back adjusted their legs to give her room, Jim scooting forward as far as he could, and the Vietnamese girl to his right held his shaft in position as Katerina raised herself up over him, holding onto the middle row seats.

His tip brushed against her very wet entrance a few times and soon lodged inside. Then she slowly, deliciously pushed that first glorious inch onto him, shuddering in pleasure before raising back up slowly and pushing back down a little deeper. Seconds ago she had been a stranger. Now she was taking him inside her, so hot and so urgently in need of him. He reveled in the feeling of conquest and the incredible sensations as she pushed down again, finally taking him all the way into her delightful body as she moaned in bliss.

 

[Saint_Ann]

Fly into the rising sun
Faces, smiling every one
Yeah, she is a whole new tradition, oh
I feel it in my heart
My woman from Tokyo
She makes me see
My woman from Tokyo
She's so good to me
Talk about her like a queen
Dancing in a eastern dream
Yeah, she makes me feel like a river, oh
That carries me away
My woman from Tokyo
She makes me see
My woman from Tokyo
She's so good to me
But I'm at home and I
I just don't belong
So far away from the garden we love
She is what moves in the soul of a dove
Soon I shall see just how black was my night
When we're alone in her city of light
Rising from the neon gloom
Shining like a crazy moon
Yeah, she turns me on like a fire, oh
I get high
My woman from Tokyo
She makes me see
My woman from Tokyo
She's so good to me
My woman from Tokyo
She makes me see
My woman from Tokyo
She's so good to me
My woman from Tokyo
My woman from Tokyo
My woman from Tokyo
My woman from Tokyo
My woman from Tokyo
My woman from Tokyo

 

[jadling]

The van lurched again, and she threw her head back, moaning at the extra-deep thrust it caused. Then she began to speed up, trying to replicate that forceful thrust with her powerful body. He ran his hands over her smooth, warm, exotic dark skin and cupped her firm breasts, squeezing gently before pinching her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. The sensation was exquisite, sending waves of pleasure through their bodies as she continued to ride him harder and harder. And she was so freaking gorgeous, her tight dark skin smooth and stretched and shapely everywhere over perfectly toned muscles as she pounded onto him.

The virus again showed no mercy, driving their passion higher as quickly as possible toward its purpose.

Jim was amazed to feel his orgasm already approaching, together with an overwhelming desire to breed with this stranger whose name he hadn't caught and whose cherry he had just popped.

"I'm getting close," he said. "You're so fucking hot. What's your name?"

"Ameera," she said, giggling.

He gripped her hips, urging her to ride him harder, faster. The other girls watched intently, their faces flushed and their breath coming in ragged gasps as they pleasured themselves.

They held on tight as the van swerved around another corner. He was pressed deeply inside her, hovering right on the brink of orgasm. She felt him swell inside her and she cried out, "yes, he's going to do it, yes yes!"

The other girls cheered and clapped in excitement. They reached out to touch the breeding couple, to feel the energy between them, their fingers tracing over their skin in wonder.

 

[Saint_Ann]

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The van lurched again, and she threw her head back, moaning at the extra-deep thrust it caused. Then she began to speed up, trying to replicate that forceful thrust with her powerful body. He ran his hands over her smooth, warm, exotic dark skin and cupped her firm breasts, squeezing gently before pinching her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. The sensation was exquisite, sending waves of pleasure through their bodies as she continued to ride him harder and harder. And she was so freaking gorgeous, her tight dark skin smooth and stretched and shapely everywhere over perfectly toned muscles as she pounded onto him.

The virus again showed no mercy, driving their passion higher as quickly as possible toward its purpose.

Jim was amazed to feel his orgasm already approaching, together with an overwhelming desire to breed with this stranger whose name he hadn't caught and whose cherry he had just popped.

"I'm getting close," he said. "You're so fucking hot. What's your name?"

"Ameera," she said, giggling.

He gripped her hips, urging her to ride him harder, faster. The other girls watched intently, their faces flushed and their breath coming in ragged gasps as they pleasured themselves.

They held on tight as the van swerved around another corner. He was pressed deeply inside her, hovering right on the brink of orgasm. She felt him swell inside her and she cried out, "yes, he's going to do it, yes yes!"

The other girls cheered and clapped in excitement. They reached out to touch the breeding couple, to feel the energy between them, their fingers tracing over their skin in wonder.

Bangkok, Oriental City
But the city don't know what the city is getting
The creme de la creme of the chess world
In a show with everything but Yul Brenner
Time flies, doesn't seem a minute
Since the Tirolean spa had the chess boards in it
All changed, don't you know that when you
Play at this level there's no ordinary venue
It's Iceland, or the Philippines, or Hastings
Or, or this place
One night in Bangkok and the world's your oyster
The bars are temples but their pearls ain't free
You'll find a god in every golden cloister
And if you're lucky, then the god's a she
I can feel an angel sliding up to me
One town's very like another
When your head's down over your pieces, brother
(It's a drag, it's a bore, it's really such a pity
To be looking at the board
Not looking at the city)
Whattaya mean?
You've seen one crowded, polluted, stinking town
(Tea, girls, warm and sweet, sweet
Some are set up in the Somerset Maugham suite)
Get Thai'd, you're talking to a tourist
Whose every move's among the purest
I get my kicks above the waistline, sunshine
One night in Bangkok makes a hard man humble
Not much between despair and ecstasy
One night in Bangkok and the tough guys tumble
Can't be too careful with your company
I can feel the Devil walking next to me
Siam's gonna be the witness
To the ultimate test of cerebral fitness
This grips me more than would a muddy old river
Or reclining Buddha
Thank God I'm only watching the game, controlling it
I don't see you guys raging
The kind of mating I'm contemplating
I'd let you watch, I would invite you
But the queens we use would not excite you
So, you better go back to your bars, your temples
Your massage parlors
One night in Bangkok and the world's your oyster
The bars are temples but their pearls ain't free
You'll find a god in every golden cloister
A little flesh, a little history
I can feel an angel sliding up to me
One night in Bangkok makes the hard man humble
Not much between despair and ecstasy
One night in Bangkok and the tough guys tumble
Can't be too careful with your company
I can feel the Devil walking next to me

 

[jadling]

As the elevator doors opened it was Jim's turn to gasp and go wide-eyed. There were two elite Chinese models standing there, and they were two of the most stunningly, impossibly hot women he had ever seen in his life. Their faces were perfect, their skin smooth and flawless, and every inch of their tall bodies perfectly sculpted. They both gasped, flushed, and went wide-eyed when Jim made eye contact. Citra introduced them as Zhi and Dongmei. She invited them to come along for a meeting with the director, and they eagerly agreed.

Citra whispered to the three other models as the elevator rose. Whatever she said seemed to turn them on even more. Yulia gasped and squirmed, staring at Jim as she listened. Zhi gaped at Jim's crotch, panting. Dongmei brazenly groped herself, squeezing a breast and stroking her crotch. They were all so ready for him, so insanely hot and eager and wet. He couldn't believe how turned on he was despite what had just happened in the van. They made it to the top floor and composed themselves, stepping off the elevator, Jim walking with some difficulty due to a raging erection.

 

[jadling]

"No!" cried Wing-Yee, pulling Dongmei off of Jim and straddling him. "He can be a minute or two late. Right Jim?" She already had his shaft fisted and nestled at her entrance.

He smiled. "For you, I could be an hour late. You are so beautiful."

She blushed, not believing either statement, and pushed down. He felt her slick heavenly channel surround him, watching her face as her eyes lost focus and she moaned in pleasure. Fucking incredible. It just never got old. No matter how many in a row he had just had, that first moment of conquest was so hot. And this sexy little sweetheart was so excited, so wet for him, so urgently in need.

She gasped and squirmed on him as he finally bottomed out, filling her completely. He was so close to her womb, where she need his seed so badly. There was so little time. She began to pound him desperately.

God, this was so fucking good. He really would be happy to be late to work for her, but she wasn't going to take her time. She was too nice, too considerate. There would be no way to convince her it was ok to slow down.

The virus saw her hurry and helped all it could, heightening every sensation and filling their heads with thoughts of the perfect baby they would make.

Wing-Yee continued to slam her darling little body urgently onto Jim, chanting "knock me up" over and over in her adorable sweet voice. This stranger, this sweet little thing he had met just a few minutes ago, was so wildly desperate for his seed, thinking it was now or never. Then he felt it. It would be now. Amazingly, yet another orgasm was building, rising up together with the joy from knocking up Dongmei.

"Wing-Yee," he gasped, "I'm going to do it."

 

[jadling]

It was too late to look away. The miracle, or curse, or whatever it was, was already taking her. Her face flushed and she froze in her tracks, staring wide-eyed at him. Uh oh. Not here. He was just a block from his office. His colleagues could be anywhere nearby on their lunch breaks, and many of them knew his wife. He couldn't risk them seeing this. So he turned and walked into a boutique, continuing all the way to the back, out of sight of the windows, and waited for her.

After a few minutes she followed him in, her heart pounding, and stood near him. "Hi," she said, her voice barely audible. "I-I'm sorry to bother you, but..." Her voice trailed off.

He smiled at her. "Not at all. I'm Jim," he said, switching to Mandarin and holding out his hand.

Her hand was soft and warm in his. "I'm Lily," she said, still in English, looking adoringly into his eyes.

There was a long silence. She was still holding onto his hand, not willing to let go but not knowing what else to do or say. She was trembling, short of breath, blushing, her soulful sweet eyes locked on his, pleading, desperate, squirming in place, her weight shifting back and forth. Jim was overwhelmed by the moment, somehow still not used to it. Lily was a breathtaking, gorgeous, precious angel. It was amazing how it still overwhelmed him, the feeling of this moment. It couldn't feel repetitive. It was all new, each time. This moment wasn't about any of those other women. Lily needed him. They needed each other. It was inevitable now.

 

[jadling]

Ai and Meng Yao piled in to the van and sat in the middle row, looking back at Jim and Mia. As the door slid shut, Ai gasped when she recognized Mia. "It's Professor Chun," Ai whispered. "I have her for neuropsych. She's brilliant."

Mia blushed and said hello to Ai, sitting next to Jim, trying to act as if everything was completely normal. Then she noticed the other two girls staring at Jim's exposed and throbbing erection. His pants were around his ankles, her wet panties on the floor by his feet, his shaft still glistening with her saliva. As they took in the scene, it was obvious from their faces that Mia was about to lose her turn. She giggled and quickly climbed onto his lap, straddling him and kissing him passionately while pulling her skirt up in front to get it out from between them. Her long skirt draped over his legs and blocked the other girls' view, but they could soon tell by her movements and their groans of pleasure that she was slowly taking him inside her.

 

[markchamberlain]

Bangkok, Oriental City
But the city don't know what the city is getting...

Ah, brings back memories... surely this is one of the 10 best songs ever written about playing chess in Thailand.

 

[jadling]

"And this is Norika, a soon-to-be top model from Japan," Kai-Ming continued. Norika was a wild, luscious, gorgeous thing, like some kind of magical nature fairy from a crazy Japanese cartoon. And her super nature powers were sexiness and fertility. She was so fertile, beyond ripe, almost over-ripe actually. Tonight might be too late. He just knew it. How?

"Now, I need him now," she said.

"No, he's on a tight schedule and he has to meet a few more in the lobby, we…" Kai-Ming's voice trailed off as Norika caught her eye and she suddenly understood, somehow. "Ok, go, hurry!"

 

[jadling]

"Wait, Xiu are you one of the twenty-four?" Chanxin asked.

Xiu said, "Yes, I was the first actually," and her friends all broke out squealing and congratulating her.

"Oh wow Xiu I'm so happy for you! Why didn't you tell us? But, you're not showing. Wait, since when?"

"About 8pm last night."

"WHAT?"

"HOW?"

The new girls all turned to stare at Jim with growing awe. "You knocked up twenty-four girls since 8pm last night?"

Jim nodded, grinning sheepishly.

"Yup. He's a superhero," said Leizu.

Diwei shook her head, stunned. It was impossible, insane, ridiculous. And true. Looking at Jim, she knew it. It was so fucking hot to think of it. This man knocking up twenty-four women was somehow the hottest thing ever. It was so right. She wanted him to have more, and especially to have her, as fucking soon as possible. She moaned and squirmed in her chair.

Nobody seemed able to speak. The sexual tension was off the charts. Diwei was tightly gripping the table squirming with desire, her mouth open, staring at Jim. Ying scooted down in her chair, stretching her shapely legs as far as she could, her feet stroking their way up Jim's thighs and finding Chanxin's hand in the way, already grasping and stroking his hardness through his pants.

 

[jadling]

When I post chapter 7 (probably in a few weeks) I'll add pics for it here too. In the meantime here's a teaser video for Jim's baby shower from chapter 8.