I Shall Cuck Everyone-Chapter 468: Fucking The Second Asteken

"W–We Astekens, by law, are forbidden from indulging in prostitution in reality. Even though you see many brothel houses on this planet, in our own understanding we don’t see it as prostitution. We see it as killing two birds with one stone," Nina explains, though she still looks flustered as hell.

"I don’t understand."

"All these prostitution houses are only open two seasons within a year, when we Astekens are in our heat period. Since we Astekens can copulate with any race without altering our originality, our government saw it as a way to attract tourism and also a method for us Astekens to make money. During mating with different tourists, we Astekens have an organ that can analyze the quality of semen to fertilize our eggs. Aria has been pretty picky so far, but she chose to fertilize her eggs with your semen. S–She said she’s never seen such high-quality semen," Nina explains everything. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"..."

I was speechless after hearing that and didn’t know what to say after apparently having a lobster kid without my consent.

"Isn’t that kind of wrong? It even feels illegal since I didn’t consent to that," I say, feeling my stomach churn at the thought of having these lobster-like children.

"Oh, it’s in the agreement you signed before coming to this planet. That’s why you were allowed easy entry in the first place. Also, you don’t have to worry about the children, you don’t have to take responsibility," Nina reveals, leaving me shocked again.

Damn, that’s why it’s advisable to properly read through terms and conditions. If I hadn’t just scrolled straight to the bottom, I would have been aware of this, but the deed has already been done either way.

For some reason, my interest gets piqued by this culture. Some cultures would literally have you questioning your existence. For instance, if a Balor invites you to his house, he can offer you anything, including having sex with his wife and mature daughters, but you are not allowed to impregnate them.

Really weird cultures out there.

"So, Nina, you said I don’t have to take responsibility, right?" I asked.

"Yes."

"What if I want to take responsibility?" I asked again.

"Well... it all depends on Aria’s decision. If she agrees, you’ll have to sign another paperwork that would make Aria your mate. She won’t be able to participate in mating festivals with tourists again and would only be allowed to mate with you. Because most tourists tend not to return, most Astekens refrain from taking that step," Nina explains.

"I see. So, I can’t claim the children unless Aria becomes my mate, right?"

"Yes."

Strange culture indeed.

"One last question. Will the eggs she fertilized be part vampire, part Asteken?" I asked.

"Nope. Their features will look exactly like Astekens. This is the sole reason we can freely copulate with other races without fear of erasing our civilization. However, her kids can inherit some of your traits, such as strength, abilities, and whatnot. That’s the main reason Aria chose to fertilize her eggs with your sperm and wasn’t even willing to accept payment. She believes she got the highest quality," Nina explains.

"I see... So, Nina, are you also here to fertilize your eggs with my sperm?" I asked.

"Y–Yes. Aria told me about it, so I came over too. I promise not to tell anyone, please mate with me," Nina says, looking at me with pleading eyes.

Even after learning the truth, my cock gets extremely hard for some reason, and I begin to see these Astekens in a new light, falling further into the abyss of depravity.

"P–Please, I told you the truth. Give me your seeds," she pleaded again, and I couldn’t help but give in. Soon after, I ended up having a wild session with Nina, creampieing her twice as well.

Although, I noticed that she didn’t cream as much on me as Aria did, which led me to the discovery that Astekens’ wetness varies individually just like every other race. What Nina creamed on me wasn’t even up to a liter when compared to Aria’s.

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"Ahhh, man, I am so tired," Alphonso says to me now that the Astekens have left and we’re alone in our lounge.

"You had a really nice time. I wish I had you on camera, fufu," I say jokingly, and we both laugh.

"Jokes apart though, that was the best pussies I’ve ever had. It felt like each thrust was their pussy trying to milk my cock of every last drop. If vampires weren’t so racist, I would have married one," Alphonso said with a sigh.

"Pfft. So, you agree vampires are racist. Glad you know that," I say jokingly, and we both laugh again.

In reality, we’re both speaking the truth. Although some vampires aren’t racist, we have a strong faction protesting against intermarriage. Vampires also have this entitlement mentality and the delusion that we are the apex race. If we hadn’t been put in our place earlier, we would probably be more hated than demons.

This is all my fault though. I couldn’t lead my people down a better path. In each of my reincarnations, I spent most of my time flirting around and picking fights. This time around I rarely pick fights, but I’m sticking my meat around again. It would definitely be a problem if Zamira learned I fucked one of these Astekens.

"Oi Jake, what are you thinking about?" Alphonso suddenly asked.

"Nothing."

"Lies. Let me guess, you were thinking about what would happen if Zamira knew you fucked one of these crustaceans, right?"

"W–Wait, how did you know?" I asked, looking left and right in panic.

"Fufufu, it shows all over your face. I know the kind of crazy bitch Zamira is. She would slice off your fucking dick in your sleep or repeatedly bite off your balls. I know you can regenerate it, but that motherfucker would hurt as hell, hehe..."

"T–That is enough," I said as my body shuddered at the thought. While Zamira is a loving wife and fine with me having flings, she’s extremely racist and would be pissed as hell if she found out I fucked an Asteken.