Story: CG Brit Breeding

 

This was not part of the plan. It was meant to go 'get in, recruit, get out'. Work his charm, funnel that charisma, use his flair for the dramatic to bring them all on team. Then, he would reward Kallen and C.C. for cooperating with him with a good hard lay. Which seemed to work wonders for them so far as keeping them happy went. He rather enjoyed it as well, albeit begrudgingly. He was growing worried that sex might keep him too distracted to focus on the things that truly mattered. Like overthrowing the Empire attempting to dominate the entire world. Or enacting his revenge upon the bastard that killed his mother and crippled his sister. Those things were a fair bit more important to him than getting his dick wet.

On the other hand... This Inoue was quite attractive. A sensual Japanese woman. Where Kallen was a rough tomboy playacting at being a sickly nobleman's daughter, Inoue struck him as a woman who had to act tough because the situation demanded it. Here and now her only desire seemed to involve getting laid, and the more of her clothing that hit the floor, the more of her body she revealed, the more alright he was at playing along with the overall idea. 

"You do realise that if you go along with this, it means you're putting your absolute trust in me," Lelouch said as Inoue positioned herself squarely over his erect shaft. "It means that, if Naoto's suspicions are correct, you would be stabbing Japan in the back?"

"Don't care, it's been too long," Inoue said, and lowered herself onto him. "Ahhhh, b-besides which! If - If you were Britannian, we'd have been - been arrested or shot or something already! Holy fuck, all I did was put it in!"

Lelouch shook his head and chuckled darkly, then let his hands wander to her hips so he would really be able to show her a good time. It was strange how naturally pleasuring a woman came to him. Like second nature.

"Your trust will be rewarded," Lelouch said. "Not just with sex, but freedom. For you, for your people."

"F-For Japan?" Inoue gasped.

"No, not for Japan!" Lelouch shook his head once again, this time to indicate she was wrong rather than amusement. "Japan is dead. Together we will create something new. A new nation, a new people! What was Japan is dead, and must stay dead in order for you to advance. Think of the future, think of -"

"I want your babies~" Inoue moaned, clearly no longer listening to his spiel. Ah, well. "Ah! Ah! Oohhhh, but first I want to meet your other women, it's not just these two is it? I want to meet them all!"

"Meet them all, she says, but it's really just us and Shirley at this point," C.C. said.

"Oh, she'll like Shirley actually," Kallen rubbed the back of her head. "She's really, really nice." But she said that while holding her hands in front of her breasts, to denote that by 'nice' she meant 'stacked'. Which is true enough. Shirley was pretty stacked. "Should we call her in too maybe?"

"I don't think -" Lelouch began, only for Inoue to silence him by seizing his head and pressing her lips to his.

"I think it's a really good idea," C.C. said. "A big bonding moment between the four of us and the penis that unites us."

Behold the fundamental problem with the harem: Guys, you complain about your significant other controlling your life? Alright. Now you're outnumbered. Even if you're the richest man on the planet, you can't maintain a harem without being double, triple or maybe even quadruple teamed. They'll distract you, whisper in your ear and make decisions without you even knowing it. Even a tactical genius and smooth operator like Lelouch could only serve as honey to lure in the ants, but when they'd gathered those ants would pick him apart bit by bit.

"Hey, Shirley?" Kallen said into her mobile phone. "How fast do you think you can bring that hot ass of yours down here for a bit of fun?"

Don't be ridiculous! If they waited for Shirley to get here, then Naoto's cell would grow suspicious of Inoue's absence, and -

The door was thrown open. Shirley was standing there, dishevelled, breathing heavily, cellphone to her ear, hand trembling.

"Phew..." she took a deep breath. "I'm here now. Okay? Phew! Man, uh, can I take a minute to sit down before we start? That run was wild!"

Okay... So there were only a few places Shirley could realistically have been. Ashford was, by far, the closest of any of them. It normally took at least half an hour on foot to walk from Ashford to the outskirts of the Shinjuku ghetto, if you knew where you were going, and she'd somehow managed to get here in about thirty seconds.

"Don't underestimate the power of an athlete on the prowl for dick," Kallen whispered in his ear, right before biting it playfully. C.C. at least had the courtesy to get her a chair to collapse in, then gave her a good footrub - or should that be a lewd footrub? - While Kallen and Inoue shifted positions so that Kallen was making out with him while Inoue had her back turned, still bouncing on his lap and methodically drawing his hungry cock into her even more hungry pussy.

"So, hi, I'm Inoue, nice to meet you," Inoue said. "Uh, to be honest I wasn't expecting a Britannian... You're really pretty though."

"Th-Thanks, I... Wait, my vision just cleared. You're Japanese?" Shirley gasped in surprise. "Well... I mean, you are really pretty, too. Ohhhh, why am I so okay with sharing him like this? Aren't the three of us enough?"

C.C. cackled, then squeezed Shirley's calves in a way that made the swimmer purr like a kitten. "Trust me, girl, if my suspicions are correct our Lelouch here is gonna wind up with more pussy than you can shake a stick at."

"Lelouch~" Inoue moaned. "So that's your real name, huh? Ohhhh, fuck! You've no idea how long it's been since I had a good lay. If you can fuck like this, I'll do anything you ask! Please, you're scratching an itch I never knew needed scratching and - "

Shirley tumbled into her, and the two of them began making out, grabbing at each other's bodies , moaning into each other's mouths. From this perspective, and with Kallen in the way, Lelouch couldn't see quite what was going on exactly, but he definitely recognised the sounds of Shirley's whimpers, and the location they were coming from told the rest of the story.

Alas, if only he could speak right now instead of kissing Kallen. This, incidentally, is a thought that pretty much no other boys that attended Ashford Academy would have thought in all seriousness. Still, Lellouch's goals and motivation were a bit different from them. He really wanted to keep his priority on - Oh, wow, Inoue was going all in on his dick here! He'd thought the other three were ravenously hungry for his junk but god, she was taking it to another level!

What was he thinking about? Oh yes, of course. He was trying to focus on the little rebellion he was fostering. That was it, yes. While it would be fantastic to have these four extremely pretty girls servicing his junk every now and then, he really shouldn't let them entice him into bed quite so easily. It would serve as a distraction from the important job of <s><i>knocking them up one by one, over and over again until he had a brood that made his father's seem tiny by comparison</i></s> getting revenge on the Empire that spurned him, that ruined countless lives through institutionalised corruption, rewarding those weak of mind, soul and morals for the act of kicking down. Allowing him to get distracted by <i>repeated, amazing sex</i> would leave the world in a worse place from his inability to prepare, it would be a disservice to mankind - 

And to his sister, who so desperately deserved to live in a gentler world.

The thought of which brought him to climax, and alongside it all four of the girls came at once. Yes, even Shirley, despite him not actually talking with her at the time. It was as though he'd sent such pleasure through Inoue's body that her very visceral response had tripped a fetish inside of her.

They all fell off of him breathless, leaving him room to speak at last. Once he'd caught his breath. They were quite vigorous, after all. Yet for the sake of his sister... His sweet, innocent sister, he would endure, persevere and create a better world!

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"Okay boys," Nunnally clapped her hands. The boys from her class all stood in a straight line, staring at her with hearts in their eyes. "I am seeking a boyfriend. Maybe two, or three if I really cannot choose. You're all shirtless?"

"Ma'am, yes ma'am!" they said as one.

"You've all greased your chests with oil?"

"Ma'am, yes ma'am!" they replied. Nunnally tittered. Perfect. Now that her big brother had a harem, she didn't need to worry about him anymore. She could focus on getting her own needs fulfilled. Need one: A dick to suck. Oh. But of course it should go without saying. She'd be the one in charge of the relationship. She'd put up a nice innocent front, while using that cuteness and innocence to manipulate them into fulfilling her needs. Mmm, yes. It was so enticing that she wanted to squirm in her seat. She'd swear that she could feel something down there - even though it was all actually quite numb, thanks for asking.

But then, she did something you might not expect. She turned to the girls in the class.

"Alright sluts," she said. "I need a girlfriend as well, and - "

"Alice!" the girls said quickly. Oh? Was that fear in their voices she detected? "Alice is the only one for you, Nunna!"

That almost sounded like pleading. Ooof, that was no fun at all. She was going to have them do a wet t-shirt contest, but... 

"Alice, go tie yourself up on my bed, we'll have words later," Nunnally said in a cold, flat voice that was completely unlike how anyone else ever thought of her. "As for the rest of you! Wet t-shirt contest. If you wouldn't mind? Winner gets a picture of my smiling face~"

"Yay!"

Ah... This really was fun, but a lot more work than she was expecting. She'd better enjoy it while she could though - after all, she'd be an auntie by this time next year. She was certain of it.