Chubby Careless Cabin Creampies

Piper's big boobs were a milky, spurting mess. She'd been pumping all day, trying to store up enough milk to drop her newborns off at her mom's house so she and her hubby could finally take a weekend off.

Leaning back in her rocking chair, long red hair tossed over her shoulder and suction cups firmly stuck to her long nipples, Piper closed her eyes and breathed deeply as the pumping machine started chugging along. Her already-huge breasts had grown even bigger and heavier during her pregnancy, ballooning from G to HH cups. Somehow, she was able to make enough milk to keep all of her little quadruplets fat and happy. Her massive melons were so full and heavy with milk all the time that it felt so, soooo good to attach a cup or a greedily sucking little mouth and let it drain out. Waves of oxytocin and pleasurable endorphins washed over Piper's brain as the warm spurts of milk flowed from her swollen boobs, and she sighed with contentment.

But another feeling was welling up inside, too. Awakened by the chemicals dancing through her brain.

A deep, yawning, risky need.

A dangerous yearning, yet again, for her hubby's big penis. And the hot, potent cum churning inside his virile balls.

Last year, as a chubby, doe-eyed college sophomore, Piper's whole life had flipped upside down when she and her hot lacrosse-player roommate Bret fell into a lusty breeding tryst behind the back of Piper's then-boyfriend Noah. She'd offered her plump, moist vulva to the musclebound Adonis, and he'd roughly held her chubby, achingly fertile body down and carelessly pumped dozens of creampies deep into her unprotected cunt as she squeezed him deeper with her thick thighs.

Unsurprisingly, Bret's strong swimmers had gushed past the swollen ring of her cervix and sloshed deep into her vulnerable womb, where they tore into four of her trembling little eggs. The reckless spree of spurting-hot cum injections dumped quadruplets into her little tummy, making it swell up fat with his babies. The hapless Noah could only watch in anguish as the stronger male bent her over to fuck and claim her, filling her supplicant womb with his squirming offspring.

It was only the beginning of their fuck-frenzied new life. Piper and Bret just couldn't stop mating like animals. They decided college wasn't the right path for them, dropped out, eloped, and moved far out to the rural woods upstate to live together in bliss. Bret found work as a lumberjack, a job that was a perfect fit for his brawny, athletic body. He took to the rugged life immediately, enjoying the camaraderie of his logging crew. The couple found a small cabin nestled into a grove of tall trees, deep in the forest just outside the timber town, and made it a cozy new home for their budding family.

As Piper's belly grew and grew, they remained inseparable, intoxicated with head-over-heels adoration for each other. Bret loved every inch of her, often pulling her into his lap after dinner, his rough, calloused hands tracing her soft curves as he whispered how much he needed her. As his fingers gently dragged over her the firm, round chub of her voluptuous body, she would whimper with desire, scramble to undo his belt jeans, and slide her thick thighs onto his lap, lowering her wide hips to wrap her gushing-wet labia around his thick penis head for yet another round of shrieking wildly as she bounced on that beautiful cock.

The breast pump's beep-beep-beep brought Piper back from the blissful realm of daydreams and into their little cabin. She sighed and carefully removed the suction cups, replaced the pumping funnel bottle caps with silicone-nippled caps, and then stood up and walked over to the fridge to put the fresh milk away.

That should be enough milk to last the weekend. There was only one more task before the fun could start. Piper stood at the sink and began to wash the mountain of bottles while the faint hum of the baby monitor buzzed on the counter. She sighed, exhausted but content, until she heard Bret's boots scuff across the hardwood floor.

He leaned against the doorway, his red flannel shirt unbuttoned, showing off the sculpted, tanned chest she loved tracing with her fingertips, sweat dripping down it from a long day of wielding a chainsaw to bring down immense trees.

"You're a natural, you know that?" he said softly, crossing the room to stand behind her.

Piper scoffed, brushing her tangled red hair out of her face. "A natural disaster, maybe. We've barely slept in weeks."

"And yet, you're still the most beautiful woman I've ever seen," he said, brushing her hair back while looking at her adoringly, a wide smile stretching his chiseled, stubble-flecked jawline.

She glanced at him with a tired smile. "You're too sweet, Bret."

He stepped closer, slipping his arms around her waist, his large hands splaying across her chubby little belly, nearly returned to its pre-pregnancy size now.

"I want you," he murmured, his lips brushing the tip of her ear with a tingle.

She rolled her eyes but didn't pull away. "Bret... we have four newborns. It's only been six weeks."

He chuckled, his breath warm against her neck. "I know. But I've noticed what an incredible mother you are. And I've been thinking..."

"Uh-oh," she teased. "Thinking with your head? Or with something else?"

"... we should have more," he said, his tone suddenly serious.

Her jaw dropped. "More what?"

"More babies, Piper," he said in a deep voice, his blue eyes sparkling with mischief, his erect cock pushing insistently between the warm cheeks of her round, thick butt. His fingers idly traced circles around her belly button, like he was plotting a path to plunder the freshly ripened treasure laying hidden within.

"It's been so long since I've been inside you," he growled. "I just can't resist laying my Piper."

"Bret... we... my... my body is barely back to normal," she protested weakly, melting under his touch. "The d-doctor said we should wait another week... before... having sex..."

"I know, beautiful." He kissed her gently on the back of her neck, his lips lingering against her delicate skin. "But I just... can't resist. I love being inside you. I love our family. And I'd love it if we grew it even more."

His hands slipped up to cup and knead at her heavy, soft breasts. Piper gasped.

"You know you want to..." he growled.

She tried to maintain her resolve, but his hands slid to her hips, turning her around to face him. His kisses trailed from her neck down to her collarbone, each one melting her defenses.

"Bret... y-you know I want more babies, but..." she protested weakly.

"Mmmm..." he murmured, his lips finding her pulse point.

"I can't... we can't... it's too..." Her words faltered as his touch deepened, teasing, coaxing. His hard cock was pushing through his jeans and against her mons pubis now. She shivered, her body betraying her, thick thighs clenching with need as the puffy lips between them drooled warm cunt nectar. "It's... too soon..."

"You can," he whispered, his deep voice drenched with desire. "We can."

She sighed in protest but felt the warmth spread through her anyway.

God, the idea of him filling her with that girthy, veiny penis until it spurted a big load of creamy cum into her... it was so fucking tantalizing. She'd been fantasizing about it nonstop for months and months. She wasn't sure if she could hold him off. She wanted so desperately to give in.

"Mmmmmmmnf... what do you think I am?" she asked, pouting. "Your chubby little baby factory? Here to pump out kids and milk to feed them?"

Bret grinned, his hands sliding around her waist. "Oh yes," he murmured, "you're my..." he kissed below her collarbone, "... sexy..." and again, lower, "... gorgeous..." again, nibbling at her thick breast flesh with his teeth, "... beautiful breeding slut.." and even lower, teasing her areola with light brushes of his lips, "... and I'm your big stud."

Her cunt gushed liquid-hot desire. He was such a good daddy to the babies. And he was so hot, so stacked with deliciously perfect genes, genes she wanted inside her.

He deserved to conquer her, to roughly pin down her trembling, curvy body and thrust that meaty rod deep into her wide hips.

She ached to let him breed her like an animal. To fill her deepest parts with his warm cream. Tucked safely away by that long, curved mating sausage.

Groaning with gruff desire, Bret wrapped his lips around the nipple poking insistently out from her soft, pillowy breast and she gasped and clutched the tousled, sweaty hair of his head. She could smell his sweat and musk, laced with rich pheromones. It drove her absolutely wild. A wave of pleasure rippled through her as he sucked and teased the delicate tip of her nipple with his lip and roving tongue. Her head lolled backward and she let out a halting, ragged moan.

The suckling produced a response, and a little milk squirted from the tiny, puckering nipple tip. Swallowing the warm liquid, Bret raised his head and smiled, licking his lips dramatically. The colostrum-loaded neonatal breast milk tasted fatty and sweet, like rich ice cream.

"Mmmmmm. Delicious."

Regaining control over her body with a series of deep, stuttering breaths, she finally unclenched her trembling shoulders and let out a giggle, her cheeks flushed. "You're impossible, you know that?"

"And you're irresistible," he countered, leaning forward to wrap his strong arms around her big butt cheeks, hoisting her up, and lifting her onto the counter.

She wrapped her thick legs around him, pulling him in close to her quivering curves and squeezing him with her thighs. The tentpole in his jeans, standing at firm attention, gently pressed into the thin fabric clinging to her damp vulva. Her trembling, deep breath relaxed into a moan of pleasure.

"You looked so cute knocked up with my babies, Piper," he grunted. "I want to make that belly swell up fat and pregnant again."

He held her tighter, wrapping those strong arms around her waist, pulling her chest against his until her full, warm breasts were squished up against his sweaty, hard chest and fuzzy red-flannel shirt.

"No, B-Bret..." she whimpered, "We... w-we can't.... we..."

Her cheeks flushed from exhaustion and from the heat of his body pressed against hers. Her resistance was crumbling.

She couldn't say no to him. He was so fucking hot. She wanted him so fucking bad. She didn't want to care about the consequences. She desperately wanted to toss them aside and just risk it to take that fat cock inside her again.

"I love you, Piper," he whispered, his hot breath on her cheek, causing a light strand of her long red hair to quiver.

"I love you too, Bret," she breathed, gazing into his beautiful eyes with doe-eyed adoration.

God, she loved him so much. She loved being his little chubby thick-hipped fertility goddess, his curvy little submissive and breedable tradwife, pregnant and naked in the kitchen as he returned from his job as a big strong lumberjack to rip off his clothes and pounce on her like a predatory animal, holding her down, thrusting his thick penis into her wet cunt.

She wanted to give him her womb. She needed to bear this big stud more babies. Being his chubby, willing breeding slut was the very purpose of her life.

With husky exhale of submission, and a shaking hand, she let go of his waist and moved to reach for his belt buckle. Grasping the hard metal, she gave it a tug, and finally--

HONK HONK!

The cuddling lovers jumped, clinging to each other with a start, then turned together to look out the window above the kitchen sink. A silver sedan had just rolled up to park in front of the cabin.

"Jim!" a distant muffled voice shouted. "You can't honk! You'll wake the babies!"

Right on cue, a cacophony of screaming infants erupted from the babies' bedroom.

Piper turned to look up at Bret, brushing her red hair behind her ear, a broad smile poking dimples into her cute, round cheeks.

"Well... that's them."

Whew, she thought, as she scrambled to grab her shirt before her parents could knock on the cabin door, heart pounding through her chest. She couldn't believe she almost gave in to his masculine charm. That was close.

Piper buttoned her blouse with trembling hands, her heavy breasts jiggling as she fumbled with the fabric, swollen nipples still tingling from Bret's hungry mouth. Bret groaned, adjusting the massive bulge in his jeans as he stomped toward the front door.

The voices grew louder as Piper's parents approached the cabin, their footsteps crunching over fallen pine needles. Bret adjusted his jeans again, scrambling to find a way to hide the thick outline of his cock straining against the denim before they walked in. Piper shot him a warning look, but he only smirked, running a hand through his tousled hair as the knock came.

Piper's parents, Jim and Linda, bustled through the front door with the overeager chaos of grandparents who'd forgotten how relentless newborns could be. Linda's eyes darted around the cluttered living room--dirty bottles stacked on the coffee table, burp cloths strewn over the couch, Piper's discarded nursing bra dangling carelessly from a lampshade--and she clucked her tongue.

"Sweetheart, you look exhausted!" Linda said, pulling Piper into a suffocating hug. The scent of her mom's lavender perfume clashed violently with the musky pheromones still hanging in the air from Piper and Bret's interrupted tryst.

"Don't you kids worry, we've got this," Jim announced, puffing out his chest like a rooster. "You kids go... uh..." He trailed off, suddenly noticing Bret's too-flushed face and the way Piper's nipples were visibly tenting her thin cotton shirt. "Just... go relax. Take a... nap or... something."

Piper flushed red and opened her mouth to stutter a reply, but Bret's hand clamped down on her shoulder, squeezing hard enough to make her bite her lip. "Thanks, Jim," he said, his voice gravelly with barely contained hunger. "We'll be upstairs."

Linda's eyebrows shot up as Bret practically dragged Piper toward the staircase, her thick thighs rubbing together with every step. The babies' wails crescendoed as Jim fumbled with the diaper bag, but Piper barely heard them over the deafening throb of her own pulse. Bret's grip on her wrist was possessive, primal, and it made her cunt drip.

They barely made it to the bedroom before he shoved her against the wall, his mouth pushing insistently onto hers. She squealed, eyes wide with innocent delight, as his calloused hands yanked her blouse open, buttons scattering across the floor. Her breasts spilled free, heavy and milk-swollen, nipples pebbling under his rough palms.

"Fuck, I need you," he growled, sucking a bruise into the soft flesh above her nipple. "Need to fill you up again. Right fucking now."

Piper whimpered, and sputtered, clutching his beautiful head. "B-But Bret... ugh... we... but... mnnnfffff... the doctor said---!"

"You want me to stop?" he challenged, rising to gyrate his muscular body against her, biting down on the soft, chewy flesh of her earlobe. His hard abs undulated against her puffy, vulnerable belly as the vein-wrapped shaft of his rock-hard fuck banana rubbed rhythmically against her meaty cunt lips, drooling fresh juices. She whimpered up at him, exposing her pale neck for his smirking mouth to descend upon, ravenously kissing and licking and sucking, leaving deep hickies.

"Brettttttttttt..." she whined, stretching her neck to the side to give him better access.

The pleasure of his touch was overwhelming. She needed that hot, curved, veiny sausage filling up her gooey guts with buttery-thick Bret baby batter so fucking bad. Her mind was overwhelmed with animal lust at the idea of those babymaking testicles tightening against his athletic torso to squeeze fresh helpings of steaming-hot stud cream deep into her clenching, undulating cunt.

She sighed, clutching his head tighter and gyrating her wide hips back against the fleshy battering ram beating down her defenses.

"I... I w-want... mmmmmm..."

"You've been... teasing me... all week," Bret growled between kisses and hickies trailing down her pale neck. His calloused palms slid under her skirt, fingers hooking into the waistband of her panties. "Waltzing around in those tiny shorts and bending over every damn chance you got."

She whined with desperate delight. It was no use. She just couldn't resist.

How could she say no to him? She was so bad at saying no. She couldn't help it; she just constantly wanted him so badly. Ever since that day in the dorm room, when he just swaggered up to her and confidently took what he wanted. He was so devastatingly hot, and bold, and cocky, and masculine. Spreading her thick thighs for him felt like the most natural thing in the world.

Piper was soft butter between Bret's fingers. Apply just a little heat, and she'd melt for him.

He raised his head to look deep into her eyes. "I need you full of my babies, Piper."

She nodded and bit her lip, eyes wide with girlish innocence. "Fill me, Bret."

He hoisted her up as she squealed with joy, lifting her jiggling curves effortlessly, her legs wrapping around his waist by reflex as he carried her to the bed. The hem of her skirt rode up, exposing her bare ass to the cool cabin air. His hulking form tossed her thick, breedable body onto the soft, plush comforter of the bed.

She landed with a muffled thump, a buffet of luscious, chubby womanhood spread out before him like a fertility idol captured and waiting to be bred. Bret stood over her, his eyes dark with hunger, his gaze poring over the soft swell of every plump curve as he unbuckled his belt. Her pussy glistened, swollen and desperate, the scent of her arousal thick enough to taste in the air. The leather of his belt slid free with a sharp snap, and Piper's cunt clenched around nothing, back arching, aching to be filled.

"Look at you," he muttered, head cocked to the side as if a predator admiring prey to be feasted on, shoving his jeans down his hips. His cock sprang free, thick and pulsing, rock hard, testosterone-spiked blood throbbing through bulging veins that pulsed as they snaked along its length.

"Dripping wet from just a little attention," he growled.

Piper whimpered, spreading her thighs wider in answer. Her pussy glistened, swollen lips parted in silent invitation.

Breathing heavily, Bret lowered his body onto hers. His fully erect cock protruded outward in a stiff curve ending in a thick mushroom tip dribbling milky white precum, leaving a trail running down her belly toward fleshy labia that flushed red, hot with anticipation.

This was an organ designed to make babies in fertile bellies. Designed for filling up tightly clutching pussies, for scooping out rivals' emissions with each rough thrust, and for pumping thick loads of warm cream deep into spasming birth canals, ensuring that only the owner of this mighty penis got to breed the supplicant women of the tribe. For keeping all the female bellies around it full and happy, weighed down with wriggling offspring. A cock that had conquered woman after gushing-wet woman and pumped baby after baby into healthy female reproductive systems, until Piper found him and captured him and made him all hers.

All hers.

A shiver shot up Piper's spine and she arched her back as the bulbous, meaty head of that massive mating pole touched her throbbing labia, its slit kissing her cock-starved fuck lips, melding his gooey precum into her desperately feminine wetness.

With heavy breaths, Bret slowly sawed the raw, hard flesh of that mighty babymaker along the gushing slit of her engorged cunt lips, teasing her trembling hips, luxuriating in the slick cunt nectar that coated his huge male organ as it moved. Piper couldn't speak, couldn't think, not with the head of his cock nudging against her glistening, eager entrance, hot and solid and insistent.

He shifted his grip, thumbs spreading her puffy labia wide to watch his veined monstrosity disappear into her glistening depths. And then, a cascade of pure, beautiful, pleasurable relief washed over her as he slid that girthy penis inside her.

Her walls parted and rounded to tightly cradle it, lovingly wrapping around its thick head, tightly caressing each throbbing vein. Clutching it like a long-lost lover reunited after an intolerable absence. With each careful inch forward of his hard member, her cunt muscles gushed another wave of wet girl fluid as they clenched to draw it inward, greedily gripping its girth. Bret's jaw tightened, veins bulging in his neck as the monster sunk into her fertile fuck-depths.

"Ohhhh fuckkkkk Bretttttt..." she whimpered, her back arching off the bed again and again, pushing her soaking-wet crotch against him, desperate to suck that godlike penis in as deep as it would go. Six weeks without him inside her had made her tight again. The way his tumescent salami stretched her cock-starved pussy was pure bliss.

She dug her heels into his ass, forcing him deeper, her puffy lips stretched obscenely around his shaft as she wrapped her arms around him. She dug her fingers into his broad back and clutched his swollen pectoral muscles into her, flattening her soft, heavy breasts into them.

He began to move in and out, slowly at first, then gradually increasing in tempo. Squeaks and whimpers and "Mmmmmm"s and "Fuck!"s blurted from Piper's sputtering, plump red lips with each satisfying smack of hard male hips against chubby, squelching-wet thighs.

Bret growled and grunted like a rutting beast as Piper's cunt clenched around his cock like a greedy fist, milking him with every savage thrust, desperate to coax the dense cream in his big testicles up that long shaft and safely inside her, where it belonged. Her swollen tits bounced violently, droplets of milk spraying across his chest as he began to hammer into her with a steady pace. The room reeked of sweat and sex, the damp slap of skin-on-skin echoing off the log cabin walls.

He roughly gripped her plump upper arms and rolled over onto his back, pulling her on top of him. She giggled with delight at a thrill of being aggressively dragged into cowgirl position by her beefy stud of a man. Her swollen breasts swung like heavy melons above his sweat-slicked chest, dark nipples leaking creamy trails that pooled in the coarse hair of his sternum. His hips thrust upward relentlessly, bouncing her thick butt cheeks on his hard thighs. His calloused lumberjack hands squeezed her soft belly rolls, kneading the plush flesh as he pistoned up into her sopping cunt.

Throwing her head back, wavy red hair flung backward as she bounced on it with wild abandon, Piper whined with unrestrained delight. It felt so fucking good to be lusted after, hungered after, fondled and gripped by this muscle-bound Adonis, this hot man desperate to mate with her, wide-eyed with ragged desire to pump his achingly beautiful genes into her plump little womb.

"Look at this fucking body," Bret growled, fingers sinking into her dimpled waist. "A fucking... fertility goddess. Made to... take my cum. Made to... swell up fat... with my fucking babies."

His penis was thrusting very deep with each stroke now. The engorged cockhead ground again and again against her spasming cervix, its swollen knob insistently pushing against her trembling inner gates, desperate to fire off its steaming payload deep into her.

Piper's head thrashed against sweat-soaked pillows, her red hair plastered to her glowing skin. "Yes daddyyy! Fuck m-me!" Her chubby fingers clawed at the headboard, leaving scratches on the pine. "P-Put a baby in... my... m-my... belly!"

Bret's laughter rumbled through their conjoined bodies. "You're such a helpless slut for this cock. You can't help but beg for more babies, can you, bitch?" He gripped her hips, forcing her chubby thighs against him with each snap of his pelvis, wet slap of skin on skin crisply echoing off the wood-panel cabin walls.

"Take it," he grunted, drilling into her with the same relentless rhythm he used to split logs. "Take every inch, you greedy fucking broodmare."

Violently bouncing on his rock-hard Pringles can of a cock, Piper shrieked in reply. "Yes yesss yesssss YESSSSSSS DADDYYYY!" As she screamed, her heavy tits swayed beneath her, milk leaking in sticky streams.

"Gonna pump you so full of cum," he promised, his voice ragged. "Gonna watch your belly swell with my seed all over again."

She sobbed with joy as she tilted forward, swinging her plump arms forward to grip his broad, muscular chest, supporting herself on him as she thrust back against his grinding crotch.

Her soft watermelon tits hung inches away from his chiseled chin. With a smirk he lifted his mouth to latch onto a long, engorged nipple, sucking sweet, creamy milk as he jackhammered his fuck rod up into her gooey guts, eliciting wild shrieks from with each slurp and gulp. "Y-Yes! Breed meee, Bret... pleeeease!"

Driven to mating mania by the oceans of testosterone sloshing through his bloodstream, Bret's fingers dug into her hips hard enough to bruise. Smiling broad as he detached his lips from a milk-dripping nipple, he growled up at her. "Fuck yeah, that's it. Beg for my babies, bitch."

Then he reached a thick, veiny arm up to grip her pale waist and roughly pushed her off him, rolling her to the side as he rose up to mount her. With a snarl, he flipped her onto all fours, the sudden angle making Piper shriek. His other hand palmed the back of her head, fingers running through her red hair, as he leaned over push her face-first into the sheets and press his hips against the gaping, juice-dripping cunt lips wedged between the round pillows of her ass. With a whimper of delight she arched her back and pushed her bubble butt up to greet him, and then she gasped as she felt that fat cock slide home, smoothly filling her in one long stroke. Her pillowy ass cheeks rippled as he resumed pounding, one hand fisted in her crimson mane while the other mauled her jiggling saddlebags.

Piper gripped the headboard as Bret increased the pace of his savage thrusts, soft ass flesh rippling with each bounce of his hips against her meaty butt cheeks. His cock was driving deeper into her than ever, hammering against her back walls with the ferocity of a medieval siege weapon hell bent on penetrating a well defended bastion to disgorge a battalion of soldiers deep inside.

"I'm gonna keep you... knocked up, heavy... with a fat belly load of my fucking kids, for fucking... decades, bitch," he promised between thrusts, watching her belly distend with each push of his cock into her stretched guts. "Turn this cabin... into a fucking... nursery. Every room full to bursting... with squealing brats I pumped into this cum dumpster of a cunt."

The crude words lit Piper's nerves on fire. She pushed back against him, milky breasts swaying beneath her as she met his thrusts.

"Yes daddyyyy! Breed y-your dumb b-bitch!" Drool dripped from her swollen lips onto the sweat-stained sheets. "I w-wanna be naked, and... and pregnant with your babies, f-for years and years..."

Their filthy dialogue dissolved into animal grunts as Bret's balls began to draw up tight. Piper felt his cock swell, the fat veins throbbing against her velvety walls, and she began to shriek wildly, feeling her own orgasm rising inside her. "Cum inside meeee daddyyy! Paint my eggs white daddyyyyyy!"

The bedframe slammed against the wall in time with their fucking. Piper's tits ached, her milk leaking freely now, pooling on he bed beneath her in a sweet, sticky puddle. Bret's grunts grew sharper, his thrusts losing their rhythm. Heat welled up inside him and all sensation seemed to fade out, except for the rising pleasure in his sex organs. Piper felt his heavy balls tighten against her ass, the telltale pulse of his cock as he bottomed out inside her.

Hand gripping her scalp like an athlete palming a basketball, Bret pushed her face roughly into the bed. He bent over her at an extreme angle now, pressing her entire thick body into the bed, pinning her down like a captured animal to preclude any possibility of escape as his contracting testes pumped his genetic material up his throbbing sex organ and toward her quivering little womb.

"Have my babies, bitch," he growled, burying himself to the hilt as a bulge raced up the tube beneath his firmly embedded shaft. Piper, the side of her face pressed deep into the bed, her mind a jumble of peaking pleasure chemicals, shrieked something that barely resembled language as her own orgasm began to crescendo.

Bret let out a deep, guttural grunt that spread into a low sigh of masculine satisfaction as the first squirt of piping hot cum exploded from the tip of his penis, splashing against the wet cunt wall it was firmly forced against and splattering in every direction to fill her pulsing vagina like thick eggnog poured from great height into a tall glass.

The grunt rose into a guttural roar that shook the rafters as Bret ground his muscular hips in slow circles to force every glob erupting from his fully embedded fuck organ as deep as it would go. Piper's eyes rolled back as steaming ropes of cum hosed down her quivering womb with messy splatters of cream, each pulse wringing screams from her raw throat. "TAKE IT! FUCKING TAKE IT ALL!" Bret shouted, eliciting wild shrieks from the orgasming breedslut underneath him as he hammered his pubic bone against her clit, forcing every last drop into her baby-craving cervix.

As a deliciously warm feeling filled Piper's belly, her own orgasm overflowed and began rippling through every muscle of her curvy body. She wailed and shook the bed with violent vibrations as the tidal wave of pleasure ripped through her. Bret held her firmly to the bed as splurt after hot splurt of his seed spilled into her, sloshing messily into each soft nook and cranny of her fertile depths, rushing to fill every fold, racing into the rubbery ring of her greedily slurping cervix and through her rhythmically contracting birth canal.

Bret kept her pinned down, grinning down at her as his sigh of contentment deepened and a slow grin spread across his face, his hips grinding in tight circles to force every last drop into her hungry womb as the chubby, conquered woman below him shook and shrieked.

Finally, they collapsed in a heap of trembling flesh, Bret's softening cock still oozing inside her. Piper whimpered as his cum leaked around the thick shaft, her sticky thighs clamping tight to keep the precious load contained. "Mmmmmf... stay inside..." she slurred, patting her stomach like a prized broodmare. "Gotta... gotta let it take..."

Bret nuzzled the sweat-damp hollow behind her ear. "Don't worry, Piper." His hand crept down to massage her bloated lower belly. "My swimmers are already tunneling into those fat eggs. Bet we made twins tonight." He licked a stripe up her milk-leaking tit. "Maybe triplets."

A generous helping of Bret's thick cum leaked from her battered-pink pussy as he rolled onto his back, chest heaving. Piper lay sprawled beside him, her chubby thighs glistening with a blend of sex juices, her belly glazed with sweat. She traced idle circles around her navel, already imagining it swollen taut with another set of Bret's beautiful babies.

He slid his hand possessively over her stomach, his thumb brushing the faint stretch marks from her first pregnancy.

"You're gonna look so fucking good all heavy and round with my babies again," he murmured, squeezing her softly, his strong fingers pressing into her belly chub.

Piper bit her lip, arousal coiling hot in her gut. Fuck, she loved when he talked like that. Loved being reduced to his personal broodmare. She turned her head, taking in the sight of his spent cock resting against his muscular thigh, still half-hard, drooling with the last dribblings of sperm-loaded cum that oozed carelessly from the slit at its fleshy, round tip. Without thinking, she slid down the bed and took him into her mouth, softly lapping at the bitter-salty mix of cum and her own pungent juices.

Bret groaned, fingers tangling in her hair, gazing into her adoring eyes staring up at him as she lovingly throated his long, curved cock like a hot dog eating contest champion.

"Fuck, Piper... you're insatiable."

---

Later, as they gorged on delivery pizza on the couch, cozy fire roaring in front of them, Piper straddled Bret's lap, feeding him greasy slices between wet kisses. His thumb circled her clit absently, stirring the embers of her need.

"Think it took?" he mumbled around a mouthful of cheese.

Piper guided his hand to the subtle swell below her navel.

"Feel that heat?" She arched into his touch, her leaky nipples painting his chest white. "That's your kids cooking, stud."

Deep inside her warm belly, Bret's cum was seeping, hot and thick, into every soft fold of Piper's womb. Billions of frantic sperm cells thundered up her vulnerable fallopian tubes, each tiny tadpole writhing through the sticky swamp of her sex juices, driven by the primal instinct to breed. The strongest swimmers surged forward, tails lashing as they navigated the pulsing warmth of her tantalizingly fertile body, hellbent on claiming a ripe, waiting egg.

Piper's pussy clenched rhythmically, involuntarily, in time with the contractions of her birth canal, pushing the hot load deeper and deeper as she cuddled into Bret's muscles. Her hips rolled instinctively to keep the thick cream sinking deep, where it could blossom and take root in her hungry, baby-starved guts.

The lead sperm cells, a cluster of ruthlessly masculine alphas among Bret's microscopic army, battered their way through the gooey mucus coating Piper's fallopian tube. As their comrades fell one by one, the victors pressed on, driven by the genetic imperative to conquer.

Piper's hormones had sent her fuck-flushed ovaries into overdrive, and they'd squirted out four little eggs: plump, glistening orbs that loomed ahead, suspended in the warmth of her ovulation cycle.

Sensing their victory was at hand, the sperm descended on the quivering eggs. As they kissed the eggs' glistening membranes and began to madly wriggle their way inside, the little eggs shuddered, ripe and receptive. One by one, each conquering sperm cell breached an egg's defenses and released its genetic payload.

Piper's womb fluttered, her cunt still dripping Bret's cum as the victorious sperm burrowed deep, injecting Bret's stud DNA into her helpless little cells to form a cluster of quadruplets.

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Weeks later, Piper's tits ached heavier than ever, her nipples leaking streaks of milk down her swollen belly as she gripped the pregnancy test, shaking with joy.

She slapped a hand over her mouth to keep from screaming with delight. Two bold pink lines confirmed Bret's virility.

Every thick curve jiggled as she ran through the cabin, her red curls bouncing as she dashed off to tell Bret the news.

Her cunt pulsed at the memory of his cock splitting her open, flooding her with the seed that now swelled her uterus. She traced the faint curve of her lower abdomen as she ran, imagining the microscopic cluster of cells multiplying greedily deep inside.

He grinned slyly when she showed him the result, her eyes shimmering up at him with happy tears. His hands creeped down her curves to caress her body in his strong arms, and then slid south, sliding her pants down to celebrate, his cock stiffening against her thigh.

"Told you I'd knock you up again," he growled, shoving her against the wall, his thick shaft seeking her wet, fertile depths once more.

Piper moaned into his hungering kisses, legs spreading, eager to be stuffed full again and again, until her belly rounded with the proof of his dominance.

Her body was a vessel for his endless, hungry lineage, and she couldn't have been happier.