Chubby Latina Teen Creampies

This story features a thick and chubby woman, reluctantly giving in to a breeding kink, and WMLF romance. If these aren't your thing, don't say I didn't warn you.

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The classroom felt like a sauna in the late afternoon summer. Sunlight blasted through the blinds and the rattling fan in the corner did nothing to cut the sticky, simmering heat.

Just two weeks past her eighteenth birthday, Maria Santos slumped at her desk, the wooden chair creaking beneath her as her lush, heavy hips spread against the seat. They were wide and soft, the kind her tías whispered were hecho para familia. The June heat had turned her caramel skin dewy, glazing her shoulders and collarbone in a golden sheen that glinted as it caught the sunlight filtering through the blinds. Her faded black Star Wars tank top, stretched thin from years of wear, clung desperately to her curves: the fabric suctioned to the full, weighty swell of her breasts. Like ripe melons straining against the faded graphic of Darth Vader's mask, bulging it into the shape of a cartoon character with a head swollen up and about to explode. Each frustrated sigh made them rise and fall, jiggling slightly, her damp neckline dipping to reveal a peek of sweat-glazed cleavage, the cool silver pendant of La Virgen pressed between the squished-together flesh melons.

Her thick, slightly wavy, cinnamon-dark hair was piled into a messy knot secured by a scrunchie, with a few loose strands of dark hair cascading out to frame her face, gently swaying with each huffed exhale of pout. Beneath the desk, her bare thighs, soft and dimpled, stuck to the plastic seat, her cutoff faded-denim shorts digging into the pillowy flesh of her hips. She shifted and the hem rode up, exposing the red marks the shorts left on her waist, the curve of her belly folding slightly as she hunched over the textbook. Her plush and inviting arms, the kind her mami called brazos de abrazo fuerte, glistened as she erased another mistake. The pencil smudged alongside the sweat on her fingertips as she ground the pink nub into the paper, huffing with annoyance.

The classroom fan sputtered slowly, uselessly, as a bead of sweat slid down the back of her neck to trace the slope of her spine before disappearing beneath the waistband of shorts stretched wide by the splayed curves of her bubble butt. Even the way she chewed her lip was a distraction: lush and pouty, glossy with the cherry Labello she kept in her backpack. When she leaned forward, the desk's edge dug into the softness beneath her breasts, the cheap particle board groaning to accommodate the weight of their fullness. The textbook's pages stuck to her forearms as she muttered curses under her breath.

She groaned, tugging at the hem of her cutoff shorts where they bit into her thick thighs. Two days until finals, and Mr. Huck's limits unit was gonna wreck her GPA.

"Ay dios mio."

That voice. Not a Spanish accent, but a white boy intonation, with a hint of SoCal surfer drawl. Deep, teasing, with a rasp that made her stomach tighten.

"You look like you're fighting the textbook."

She didn't need to turn to know it was him.

Jake Whitaker. The oldest, tallest, and hottest guy in the class. Football star. Cocky asshole.

The sweat-soaked practice jerseys clinging to his bulging linebacker shoulders made girls stop and stare every time he strutted down a hallway. Rumor was he'd gotten a tattoo over spring break, a serpent coiled around his bicep.

She'd known him since first grade. They'd grown up together on the same street.

Pendejo precioso.

Maria glanced up. He stood in the doorway, a white tank top showing off his tanned, muscular arms. His jaw was dusted with scruff, and his gym shorts hung low on his hips, revealing a trail of dark blond hair leading south. She forced her eyes back to his face, cheeks burning.

"What, you hiding from Coach again?" she snapped in a thick Mexican accent, tapping her chipped red nail polish on the desk.

Her mami's medallion, La Virgen de Guadalupe, swung as she leaned back, drawing his gaze to her cleavage. A trail of sweat dribbled down from her glistening neck to nestle gently between the soft orbs.

He smirked, striding over. The scent of his cologne mixed with sweat hit her first, then the warmth of his body as he dropped into the seat beside her.

"Nah. Saw you through the classroom window. Figured you could use help before you set the book on fire."

She rolled her eyes but didn't stop him when he pulled her notebook closer. His forearm flexed as he scribbled numbers, the snake tattoo peeking out from his sleeve. She tried not to stare at the way his thighs spread, taking up space, or the sweat dripping down his neck. Her breath caught in her throat at the sight of him. So confident. So masculine.

Her pussy clenched involuntarily, a trail of wetness drooling from the plump lips.

"You're overcomplicating it," he said, voice low. His knee bumped hers under the desk. "Just plug in the function here. Fácil."

She raised a brow. "Since when do you speak Spanish?"

He grinned. "Took AP Spanish to piss off my dad. Plus I pay attention when you're yelling at your phone."

Maria snorted. Her mami had called twice during study hall, screaming loud enough for the whole room to hear.

Jake's hand brushed hers as he flipped the page. "Here. This problem's about asymptotes. Imagine it's like... getting close but never touching." His voice dropped, and his thumb grazed her wrist. A surge of adrenaline, and her heart fluttered.

Maria suddenly became sharply aware that everyone else had left study hall and it was just her and this hunk jock leaning over her, all alone.

The air got thicker. Maria's nipples pebbled under her thin top. She shifted, her sandal slipping off her heel. His eyes flicked to her bare foot, her pink-painted toes, then back up.

"You good?" he muttered.

"Sí," she lied, voice shaky.

The janitor's cart clattered in the hall.

"Too loud in here. Wanna bail? Study together at my place?" he asked suddenly, a gleam in his eye.

Maria bit her lip. Uh oh. What was this boy trying to pull? Her mami would kill her if she flunked calculus...

But...

Fuck... Jake's thigh was full against hers now. His heat pressed against her skin. His sweat. It was melting her resolve.

"You sure your dad's okay with you bringing a thick Latina home?" she purred, raising an eyebrow.

He laughed. "Yeah, no worries. My parents are gone 'til late tonight. So how 'bout it?"

She nodded and he grinned as he stood. She grabbed her bag, hips swaying as she led him out. The hallway echoed with their laughter, her gold hoop earrings catching the light.

Outside, the sun blazed. Maria pretended not to notice Jake staring at her lips.

"Still don't get it," she lied, nodding at her textbook.

He grinned. "All good. I can help when we get to my place. AC's busted, though."

"Qué calor," she fake-whined, fanning herself.

His grin widened. "We'll sweat it out."

Her heart leapt. For just a second, she allowed herself to ask the impossible.

Maybe Jake really liked her? Maybe he was inviting her over because he wanted to be alone with her? Kiss her? Ask her out?

No. She pushed the idea down in her mind. He was a hunky white football star and she was a chubby Latina girl. He was just being a boy. He didn't really mean anything by it.

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The two sat quiet at the kitchen table in Jake's parents' house.

Maria pouted. She'd been staring at the same calculus problem for ten minutes. Jake's cologne drifted across the kitchen table as he leaned over his notebook.

Her pencil snapped against the textbook. "Mierda," she muttered, tossing the broken lead aside.

"You've been sighing since we got here," he said without looking up, twirling his pencil. "What's wrong? Limits that hard?"

Maria stiffened. "No. Just... mmm... tired."

He snorted, finally meeting her eyes. "Bullshit. How long we known each other? I can tell when something's bothering you, Maria."

She glanced up at him, the late-afternoon sun painting his blond stubble gold. Fuck, he was beautiful. Her eyes dilated, her plump lips trembling slightly as they parted.

Her eyes got misty. Fuck, was she really going to tell him? She couldn't help it. She just trusted him so much. Admired him so much. Yearned for him so much.

"Rosario's pregnant." The words tumbled out before she could stop them.

Jake's pencil stilled. "That friend of yours? The one with the..." He gestured vaguely at his chest.

Maria rolled her eyes, though her pulse spiked. "Sí. She's... leaving school."

"Whoa! But it's like... three months to graduation!" He stretched, the hem of his shirt riding up to reveal a sliver of toned stomach. "Baby daddy bail?"

"No." Her throat tightened. "Some hockey player. White boy. I guess he's... sticking around."

Jake's gaze sharpened. "You sound pissed."

"I'm not." She snapped her textbook shut. "It's just... you know... she had plans! College. A career. Now she's... I don' know... atrapada. You know?"

He thought for a second. "Trapped?"

He tilted his chair back, eyes roaming her body: her crossed arms pushing her breasts together, the way her hips strained against the wooden chair.

"Maybe she just chose something better."

Maria glared. "You wouldn't get it."

"Try me." He edged his chair closer, his knee bumping hers under the table. "You think she's miserable? Crying into her prenatal vitamins?"

Maria rolled her eyes. Secretly, the touch of his knee had sent a shiver of hot joy rushing up her spine.

"She... you know... she posts things," Maria muttered, picking at her nail polish. "Her big belly... all those tight dresses... It's like she's, I don't know, showing off."

Jake's laugh was low, dangerous. "Maybe she is." His finger traced the edge of her workbook. "Bet it feels... good. Everyone staring at her, imagining that big hunky hockey player bending her over."

Maria stared at him, slack jawed and doe eyed, for just a few beats too long.

Dios mío, he was so fucking fine.

Then she flustered and her face flushed. "T-That... that's disgusting."

Jake's chair creaked as he leaned closer, his hand sliding onto her denim-clad thigh. "Bet she's loving the attention. All those hormones making her tits balloon..."

A thrill of adrenaline pulsed through her. Then reflex kicked in and she snapped back.

Maria swatted his arm, but her breath hitched. "Shut up! It's sad, Jake... she... she had scholarships lined up... she was gonna go to Yale, and now..."

She turned to gaze at him with her wide brown eyes. His hand was still on her thigh. It was warm. Big.

"... now she's just a white boy's baby mama."

He leaned in, his breath warm on her ear. "That doesn't sound so bad," he growled. Ever so slowly, his hand began sliding up toward her crotch.

A wave of hot emotions sloshed through her mind. He was so hot, this couldn't be real, was he... was he fucking with her? Was this some kind of prank?

Her breath caught and she blinked at him, scooting her chair back and beginning to stand. His hand slipped away. "J-Jake, I..."

"Wait." His hand closed around her wrist, thumb pressing into her racing pulse. "I'm sorry. That was over the line." He smiled her. A wide, genuine smile above that square jaw. "Let me... help you with the problem."

Maria hesitated, then sat back down. Jake's chair scooted flush against hers. His thigh was hot against her leg and hard. A bulge of hard muscle pressing into her soft curves. A bead of sweat dribbled down her forehead and an exhaled pant escaped her moist, glistening lips.

He flipped her textbook open, his bicep brushing her breast as he pointed to an equation. Her heart did a backflip.

"Here. The limit approaches infinity when..." His voice dropped as his finger trailed down the page, skimming the curve of a graph. "The function expands... unstoppable." His free hand settled on her knee, callouses rough against her skin.

Maria swallowed, her heart pounding in her chest, her melon-udders heaving as she breathed heavily. Dios, this boy... this beautiful boy... was he really...

"Dummy, y-you're not explaining... anything...." she managed to get out in a high-pitched voice, flushed round cheeks trembling, pupils dilated with desire.

"Aren't I?" His hand slid up again, inched toward her thick, quivering inner thigh. "You've seen her belly, right? Round. Tight." His palm cupped her thigh, squeezing gently. "Bet it drives you crazy, thinking about how full she feels." His thumb found the damp seam of her shorts, pressing. "Admit it. You're jealous."

She squirmed, the chair squeaking. Her breath quickened. "Jake... wait..."

"Why?" His fingers crept higher, teasing the hem of her shorts. "Scared I'll figure out you touch yourself to it? That you imagine some big, hot white boy pinning her down, pumping her full?"

"C-Cállate!" She protested, but didn't try to stop him.

"Tell me I'm wrong." He moved closer, his lips only inches away from hers now. His other hand slid in across the faded Darth Vader graphic, splaying across her lower belly. "Tell me you don't lie awake wondering how good it'd feel... your hips spreading, tits swelling..."

How... she thought, how... how the fuck did he know...?

His lips grazed her jaw. "Everyone gossiping about the pregnant girl. Bigger tits, thicker ass. Everyone staring at your ripe, fertile body stuffed full of my baby."

Maria shivered with barely-constrained delight and whimpered, her traitorous cunt throbbing as it began to ooze juice. "She... I guess... she does look... h-happy..."

"You'd look happier." Jake's tongue flicked her earlobe. "Bigger. Softer. My hands all over this body." His palm pressed harder against her belly, possessive, like he wanted to own it. Like he wanted to own her womb. "Fuck, you're gorgeous, Maria. You'd fucking glow."

She sighed and began to nuzzle into his lips, his hand, his touch, trembling against his warmth. "Cabrón..."

"Rosario's probably getting railed raw every night," Jake purred, escalating, his hand sliding under her shirt to paw her bare belly. "That tall white boy pumping her full, watching her tits leak... I bet you've touched yourself imagining it."

Her thoughts flashed back to a vibrator session the previous night.

Imagining Jake on top of her. Pinning her down. Pumping her.

She'd made herself cum three times in a row.

Maria's cunt throbbed, her denial fading as his fingers slipped into her waistband. "S-Stopppp... Jaaaaake..."

"You wanna be her," Jake growled, biting her neck. "Wanna waddle through graduation with my seed swelling you up." His palm cupped her greedy pussy through damp cotton. "Don't think I haven't noticed the way you look at me."

She moaned, hips bucking against him. Oh fuck, this felt so good. She needed it. She needed him. "I... mmmmmmnf... okay, I... I-I thought about it. Sometimes..."

"When?" He unclasped a button deftly and slide her damp panties down, exposing her shaved mound. It glistened with pungent sex juices. "When you see white boys staring at these birthing hips?" With a groan, two big fingers slid into her sopping cunt. "Or when you rub this fat clit pretending it's my cock breeding you?"

"¡Sí!" she cried, juices dripping onto the chair, "I-It's you... it's always y-you... J... J-a..."

"I've wanted to fuck you for so long, Maria," Jake groaned, working her g-spot. "I'm gonna make you plump up bigger than Rosario... bloat that brown belly with triplets..."

A wet gush of fresh girl cream clenched from her sopping-wet cunt. Maria's back arched, tits straining against her bra. "Mmmmmnf... Jaaaake..."

"Been jerking off to this cunt since freshman year," Jake huffed, stroking her belly as he worked her juicy pussy. "Every time you swayed past my locker in those tight jeans. Fantasized about your hips getting wider, big belly bloating with my cute kid inside."

Hot need had completely enveloped Maria's mind. It was a fantasy come true. Here she was, this awkward, chubby Mexican girl, and this big hot white boy she'd salivated over for years and years was in her ear telling her that he secretly wanted her, wanted to take her, wanted to put a baby in her. It was like a dream.

Her resolve crumbled and she pulled him closer, pressing her big, soft tits against his chest as his fingers rubbed her g-spot and circled her clit simultaneously. "Jake..."

"Imagine it." He nipped her collarbone, hand sliding under her shirt to knead her healthy paunch with fervor, with lust, with reverence. He worshipped her body. It was unexpected, intoxicating.

Maria's hips jerked into him. "Ja-aaake... Dios, I..."

His arousal was unmistakable. He wanted her curvy body. Her loved her thickness. He was turned on by her childbearing hips, her belly, her breasts. It was a fantasy come true.

"Imagine my baby seed brewing in here, deep inside that belly. Your tías clucking over your stretch marks," he grunted, his hand pushing lower into her waistband as his thick football-player fingers plunged deeper, deliciously deep, into her now-gushing-wet cunt.

She had long hoped, dreamed, yearned for it to be real: that hot men secretly longed for curvy fertility goddesses like her, and not the skinny bitches that magazines and movies conditioned them to want. The realization that it was true, it was all true, crashed over her like an intoxicating drug. The boy of her dreams really wanted her just the way she was.

"I want to make you a mami," he groaned, gazing into her eyes.

She bit her lip, staring into his bright blue eyes. It was the moment of truth. The dream she'd ached for for so long was suddenly here. It just dropped into her lap.

She wanted this boy's beautiful babies so badly. And yet... she couldn't. She shouldn't. She was here to study. She was here to pass this class, so she could be the first in her family to go to college, so she could validate all the work her parents had put in for years and years to give her a better life. Could she really throw that all away for this tidal wave of hot lust? Her mami would kill her if she flunked calculus, let alone got pregnant with this hot boy's baby.

He... he was probably playing a prank, she reasoned. Trying to hit it and quit it, maybe. There was no way this big stud she'd craved from afar for years and years had secretly been in love with her too.

But...

But yet...

Jake's blue eyes burned with a primal gleam of insistence. Her eyebrows softened, big brown doe eyes widening under his passionate gaze.

Maria melted. She just couldn't help herself.

"Sí, papi," she whispered, eyes wet with tears of joy. "Hazlo. I want it."

She really was ready to throw it all away. This was her chance to stop chasing someone else's dream, and let herself be wrapped up in her own.

She wanted him to impregnate her. She needed his babies in her belly. This beautiful boy wanted her womb, and she was going to give it to him.

"There's my good little mamacita," he hissed, unbuckling his belt with his free hand.

Grunting as he held her by the small of her back, Jake pulled her up to her feet and pressed her against the wall, his hard body pushing into her soft curves. His calloused palm crept up her thick thigh, sliding over her sweaty, soft flesh. She gasped lightly as her back pressed against the wallpaper, the sweat making her tank top peel away from her swollen tits. He took her round face in his hand, stroking her cheek with his thumb like a gentle lover, and his knee shoved between her legs, grinding against her damp cotton shorts.

"Now show me where I'm gonna put this baby," he growled gruffly, fingers digging into the soft flesh of her hips.

Maria's breath hitched, her thick ass cheeks spilling out as he began pulling her shorts down.

"J-Jake..." she mewled, chubby curves trembling.

"I've needed this for so long, baby," Jake groaned as he ripped her shorts down, the sound of tearing fabric drowned by her gasp. His cock strained against his gym shorts. Thick, veined, glistening at the tip. It pressed demandingly into her light pink panties, soaked through with juicy cunt ooze.

He spat into his palm, stroking himself roughly. "How could I not want to breed you, with you waddling through the cafeteria... those beautiful fucking udders bouncing..."

She flinched at 'waddling,' but her cunt pulsed, betrayal slickness soaking her thighs.

"You're just... so... curvy, thick and breedable..." he huffed, eyes glazed over with fuck-lust.

Her shame and embarrassment about her body were dissolving under his relentless dirty talk. She loved how he couldn't stop talking about her body, how thick she was, how hot it made him. It made her flush with embarrassment, but also with adrenaline. Nobody had ever complimented her like this. She didn't think it was possible for a hot jock boy to actually like a chubby girl, especially not this muscular football-star stud she'd had a secret crush on for as long as she could remember.

"I need you..." he growled as he dug his fingers into her soft waist and began to roughly turn her around.

He shoved her face-first onto the kitchen table. He leaned forward and moaned as he bit her neck, teeth marking caramel skin. She shrieked in pleasure, and anticipation.

Here it was. Here he was. Bending her over, hard cock and inch away from her gushing-wet cunt. It was really going to happen. The culmination of all her dreams and fantasies.

"My beautiful Maria," he groaned, leaning over, his lips grazing her ear, stubble scratching her neck. "You're built for this... wide hips, soft belly..." His hand slid under her shirt, gripping the swell of her waist. "Perfect for carrying my baby."

Jake's pulse roared louder than the fan. He'd replayed this moment a thousand times in his head: shoving her textbooks aside, bending her over, claiming her. But now, with her sweat-slick skin under his palms, he faltered. What if she hates me after?

Her whimper snapped him back. Fuck hesitation. He'd make her need this. Need him.

"Estás loco," she whispered, pressing her pillowy thighs back against him, forcing that stiff salami to press hard against her moistened slit.

He pulled her juice-soaked panties down all the way and began running the meaty head of his big penis up and down her thick cunt lips. Pleasure tingles ran up her spine like lightning.

"Admit it," he growled. "You've imagined this... my hands on your tits, my cock in this fertile pussy. You wanna be my little brown breeding slut?"

Maria hesitated, afraid of how true his words were. How deeply they struck into her soul, her deepest desires.

Jake murmured, "You wanna feel me raw, don’t you? No condom, just my cum deep in that pretty pussy where it belongs."

She gasped. How could she possibly resist?

"Sí..." she moaned softly, legs spreading unconsciously.

Just then, Maria's phone buzzed on the table:

'Calculus Study Group: 7pm'.

Jake's fingers dug into her thigh as his cock sawed up and down her glistening-wet meat peach. "Fuck the study group," he groaned. His tongue licked a stripe up her neck. "You wanna be a good girl? Or my good puta?"

She whimpered and pressed back against the erect fuck organ harder, more insistently. She wanted him. All of him. Only him.

"Forget about getting good grades. Forget about going to college," Jake commanded, biting her neck, leaving a trail of hickies. "You don't need it. I'll keep you barefoot and knocked up, stuffing this cock in you five times a day. Be my baby mama."

Maria's hips writhed. Her fantasy was coming true. It was utterly intoxicating. "S-Sí, papi..."

"Dilo," He spat on her clit. "Say you're my fuck toy."

"Sí..." She raised her neck, eyes wet with tears of joy. "I wanna be your little fuck toy, Jake..."

She was ready to give him everything. Her body, her womb, her life.

He ripped her tank top up and off, over her head, carelessly ripping thin fabric. Her heavy tits spilled free and slapped against the tabletop, nipples hard and damp with hot sweat.

"Christ,” he muttered, hands skating up her thick waist, worshiping the dip where her ribs flared into big hips made for cradling fresh life. His thumbs traced the soft swell of her belly, eyes wide as he luxuriated in finally getting to caress every curve he'd fantasized about for years.

"Fuck, you're perfect. Built to take every inch," he growled, squeezing the generous flesh of her thighs. "Tell me you want my white seed in that hot Mexican womb."

"Sí..." she panted, clawing at his belt. "Fuck me raw, papi..." she leaned back to whisper in his ear, "Knock me up...."

He slid the bulbous meat baseball into her with a snarl, her cunt stretching around his thickness, enveloping the knob and the vein-wrapped staff behind it inch by achingly pleasurable inch. She quivered underneath him as she whimpered with ragged joy.

He began to move, pumping his hard penis into her. "Take it," he growled, hips hammering her soft, chubby thighs. "Gonna pump you so full, everyone'll know you're my puta."

Plap. Plap. Plap.

Her massive tits jiggled as he rutted behind her, brown areolas stretched wide, wet against the sweat-slicked table. His football-thick thighs slamming against her wide, quivering ass cheeks with wet smacks of sweaty skin against skin. Her belly pancaked against the wood, stretch marks glistening under a sheen of sweat. Her breeding hips were forced so wide by his thrusts that her engorged pussy lips gaped obscenely around his pistoning cock.

"Fuck, you are one gorgeous bitch," Jake snarled, one hand wrapping around squeezing her throat while the other spanked her jiggling asscheek hard enough to leave a red handprint. "Built to take my dick and pop out babies." His own body gleamed, six-pack glazed in sweat, tribal sleeve tattoos rippling as he pounded her, that thick white cock glistening with her juices and stretched taut by her vice-like cunt.

Plap. Plap. Plap. Sweat pooled under her swollen tits. Maria's nails carved moons into the table.

She loved being degraded, treated dirty, made into his slut. Yet another deep, hidden fantasy of hers he had dragged to the surface to mercilessly fulfill. This beautiful boy was her dream come true.

Maria's head lolled back, spit trailing from her lips as he rearranged her insides. "¡Más duro, papi!" she begged mindlessly, her manicured nails clutching the table. Her womb ached, crying out to be filled, each thrust of the huge penis head sliding against her engorged cervix as his swollen balls slapped her clit, sending flecks of sweat and slick cunt juice splattering all over the kitchen. "¡Quiero tu semilla!"

Jake's voice descended into animal grunts of exertion as he grabbed her hips in both strong hands and flipped her onto her back without pulling out. Her chubby butt and back smacked against the tabletop as she squealed in delight. Her heavy breasts flopped sideways, nipples brushing his chest as he descended onto her.

"Gonna make these big brown tits leak milk for my son," he grunted, biting her collarbone as he resumed pounding. His cockhead flicked her g-spot relentlessly, her cunt making wet schlick sounds with every withdrawal and squelching, satisfying smacks as he drove that girthy tool home again.

Maria's nails clawed grooves into the wood, her cunt milking his cock with every thrust. "Harder," she whined, accented voice high and needy, throwing her head back to glare at him over her shoulder. Her hips bucked, slamming herself onto him until his balls slapped her clit. "Put a baby in me or don’t fucking bother, papi."

Jake's growl vibrated against her spine, his grip bruising as he obeyed, pounding her until the table legs screeched against the floor.

"Sí... así!" she keened, reveling in the burn. His testicles were beginning to draw up underneath his pistoning penis. She could tell he was close. It was too much. Uncontrollable pleasure washed over her, racing up her overstimulated spine.

She came hard, clenching his jackhammer penis with her cunt muscled, squealing wildly, her plush thighs clamping around his waist as her birth canal convulsed, ready to suck down his warm seed.

"¡Sí! ¡Sí! ¡Sí! Breed me, papi! ¡Hazme tu puta embarazada!"

"Here comes your baby," Jake moaned, hips stuttering. His balls tightened close against her ass, pushing that creamy baby batter up into his abdomen and gushing down his deeply implanted penis.

Jake's mind began to go blank as he gripped her hips. Thick baby-making hips. Built to grow strong, healthy warriors. Waiting eighteen years for a bun to be plopped into her oven. And now he was behind her, inside her, a moment away from conquering her. The imminent victory was a head rush, a shiver that crawled up his spine.

Maria gazed back at him adoringly as he began to cum. The sinewy muscle of his broad chest and powerful arms, fully flexed to grip her, to force her down, to force her to take it all, to force his seed deep inside her. His was a body meant to produce maximally powerful offspring, a horde of athletic, tall hunks that would win sports trophies and conquer women. She wanted to bear him those beautiful children. She ached to be stuffed full with his perfect offspring. She wanted it more than anything she'd ever wanted before.

"Get... fucking... pregnant," he whispered roughly in her ear, gripping her voluptuous body, his eyes glazing over as his lizard brain took total control, fixated on a singular need. His entire life sharpened to one overriding purpose:

Put a baby in this fertile girl's body.

Thick ropes of cum erupted deep into her cunt. Maria's eyes rolled back, her entire body shaking as her orgasm spiraled into a tidal wave of pleasure, every muscle contracting, hands clutching the hunky boy's body against her, his abs pressing into her lower belly as she felt the scalding flood spread into her unprotected reproductive system.

Roaring with beastly fervor, drunk on animal fuck-lust, he kept pistoning his flesh rod into her, fucking her through his orgasm, using her swollen clit as a handle to grind his still-hard cock into her back walls, dragging it again and again over her battered cervix. The engorged, rubbery ring convulsed to greedily slurp glob after glob of thick semen, and her birth canal rhythmically pulsed to push it insistently toward the warm, quivering folds of her womb. Her ragged, wild shrieks coalesced back into human language as the last throes of orgasm rippled through her and began to satisfyingly subside.

"Mmmm... mm... m-más," she sobbed, "¡Más!", legs shaking, clutching him inward, "¡Más! ¡Más! Más, papi!", desperate to keep every warm, gooey drop as deep inside her vulnerable guts as possible. "Harder, papi! Knock me up p-proper, güero!"

"Gonna pump you full every day," he promised, cock moving so fast it blurred, cum already leaking around his shaft to pool beneath her sacrum. "Gonna buy a fucking house... turn it into a fucking nursery..."

All her dreams were coming true. Her orgasm, still going, began to rise again. She clutched her cum-spurting lover into her curves so tightly she was bruising.

The orgasm peaked once more, and Maria's moan shook the windows as the second blissful wave roared through her. Her streaked mascara and saliva-smeared face twisted in ecstatic surrender.

Finally, after he'd dumped a dozen fat helpings of fresh fuck butter into her gooey insides, his pace began to slow, and he slid his penis deeply inside her, plugging her up so his billions of swimmers had a maximum chance of capturing their prize.

"Sí, papi..." she cooed eyes bright and aflame with love, "you own me... own your little Latina baby factory..."

Jake collapsed atop her, their sweat mingling as his cock finally softened inside her ruined cunt. Her belly quivered under his palm, heavy with his warm load of cum. What if she runs? The fear clawed his throat.

But then she nuzzled into his neck, her sigh warm and trusting. His chest tightened. Fuck college, fuck his dad's legacy. She's all I need.

His hand splayed over her stomach, pressing the cum deeper. "It's so warm. That's our baby, deep inside."

"Jake..." she whimpered, "I love you."

She kissed him hungrily, tasting blood from her split lip. He kissed back, grinding her against the tablestop, sliding her chubby body around on the messy mix of sweat, pussy juice, and cum.

Cradling her round face in his huge, powerful hand, he stared deeply into her eyes with his piercing baby blues.

"I love you too, Maria."

As she sighed, his cock hardened once more, and he began to thrust again.

---

From that moment on, Jake and Maria were attached at the hip.

They fucked before school. They fucked in the bathroom during recess. They fucked in his car after school. He snuck into her room late at night to dump more healthy loads into her squirming, softly squealing body.

She couldn't get enough of his cock, his cum, his endless compliments about how fertile and breedable and smoking hot she was.

She had fallen hard for this boy.

---

The sticky vinyl of Jake's backseat clung to Maria's thick bare thighs as he yanked her cutoff shorts down to her ankles. Her sandals kicked against the window, fogged up from their panting. His teeth sank into the meat of her shoulder while his palm mashed her tit, fingers pinching her nipple hard enough to make her yelp. The car smelled like sweat, weed, and the coconut air freshener dangling from the rearview.

"Hurry uppppp..." she whined in her thick Mexican accent, arching her back as his cockhead teased her slit. "Ja-ake... Mami expects me home by ten..."

Jake smirked, sweat dripping off his nose onto her stretched-out bra. "Then you shouldn't have worn that fucking skirt." He grunted lustily as he pulled down his boxers, the fat, veiny member bouncing to attention.

Maria's cheeks burned hot need. The little denim miniskirt had been a risk. Her mami had crossed herself when she'd strutted downstairs. But the way Jake's eyes went feral watching her jiggly thighs spill over the passenger seat? Worth eternal damnation.

He shoved her legs apart, the old Civic's suspension creaking. "Fuck..." he growled lustily, "look at this fat cunt," thumbing her swollen lips, letting her juice drip over his fingers. "Dripping before I even touch you. Desperate to get big and fat with my babies."

She moaned, bucking against his hand. Three weeks of continuous raw creampies had turned her pussy into a leaky faucet. Every class period spent squirming in damp panties, historical dates and calculus equations blurring as she imagined his cum seeping deeper.

Her phone buzzed in her purse. Mami again.

Jake's hips eased forward, sliding his thick cock in to the muscular hilt. Maria's tits jiggled violently as he began to thrust against her chubby body, the wet thwack of flesh echoing off the windows. "F-Fuck! Jaaaaake! ¡Papiiiiiii!" she screamed, nails digging into his biceps. The serpent tattoo rippled as he pistoned into her, the parking garage walls echoing fleshy smacks with each lust-fueled thrust.

"Gonna... a-aaaah Gonnaaaa..." Her thighs trembled, cunt clenching like a vice as the tipping point drew closer.

"Not yet." Jake clamped a hand over her mouth, nostrils flaring as his relentless thrusts continued. "You don't cum... till I say." His free hand groped her belly, fingertips pressing into the softness. "Feel that? Feel my swimmers... burrowing into your little eggs? Bet you're already... bloated... with my triplets."

Maria's eyes rolled back. Yes. Yes. YES. Her hips jerked erratically, asscheeks slapping the seat. The vibration of his phone -- probably Coach -- added to the cacophony of wet slaps and guttural grunts.

He let go of her mouth to lick a stripe up her neck as he fucked her like an animal. "Say it."

"P-Please... pa-apiiii..."

"SAY IT!"

"I'm your f-fat... hnngh!... your fat Mexican breeding slut!"

The pleasure waterfall crescendoed over her, and she began to squeal wildly and convulse in orgasm. She fucking loved being his fat slut. She hadn't just fallen in love with this gorgeous man thrusting on top of her, she'd fallen in love with her own sexy fertility-goddess body, too. He'd shown her just how hot, how fuckable, how desirable she was.

Seeing his thick fuck slut cumming on his pistoning penis pushed Jake over the edge. Gripping her throat with one hand and a fat tit with another, he came with a roar, hips stuttering as his firmly embedded cock belched steaming globs of baby batter deep into her tight wetness, painting her cunt walls a creamy white. Maria thrashed beneath him, orgasm ripping through her so violently she nearly knee'd the glovebox. His cum was so voluminous it splurted from her clenching labia and oozed down her thighs before he'd even pulled out.

The intertwined partners clutched each other's bodies to cuddle close, falling hopelessly in love as oxytocin sloshed through their brains, feeling Jake's warm creampie flowing deep to fill Maria's plump womb.

As he nuzzled into her neck, cock still deeply, embedded Jake's palm smacked her cum-stuffed belly. "Twins run in my family." He kept thrusting even though he'd already cum, her thighs jiggling. "Gonna plant so many babies in this womb, you'll barely walk. I'm gonna keep you constantly naked and pregnant with this cock. I hope you know that."

"Mmmmmmm..." Maria's cunt clenched on the beefy white boy's big babymaker. "D-Don't joke..."

"Twenty," he growled. "You're gonna give me twenty fucking kids." She whined with pleasure beneath him.

---

Maria stared at the bathroom mirror, fingers trembling against her lower belly. Two weeks late. The drugstore test showed double lines.

She dashed to the hallway to spill the news to the love of her life.

Jake's locker slammed shut. "You serious?" His blue eyes locked onto hers, sharp and hungry.

She nodded, gazing up at him in doe-eyed adoration, hands clutching her calculus textbook like a shield. Time seemed to slow, and the hallway blurred. Cheerleaders' laughter, the squeak of sneakers, the distant thump of basketball practice.

It was the moment of truth. Was this really what he wanted? Had he just been using her? Was he going to cut and run?

For a breathless second, his face froze.

Then a grin spread across his chiseled jaw as his calloused palm gently reached up to cup her round, soft cheek. "Fuck yeah."

No hesitation. No panic. Just that feral grin as his thumb brushed her lip. "Fuck, I love knowing my baby's growing in your belly."

The thrill of victory coursed through Jake's veins. Finally. All those nights jerking off to her Instagram, imagining her tits heavy with milk. Now she was finally his, fucked pregnant with his baby.

Maria swooned. Her knees buckled. He caught her, looking around to make sure no one was watching and then steering them into the janitor's closet.

Jake yanked her sweaterdress up to her waist, exposing her drooling cunt lips under thin, stretched cotton panties, the waistband digging into her tumescent belly.

Trembling, she hooked her thumbs into her panties and pulled them down. She kicked it to the side and her doughy thighs splayed wide, inner thighs chafed pink from nonstop breeding. Her pregnant pussy glistened, swollen labia parted, clit throbbing like a heartbeat. His tongue plunged into her mouth as his hands hiked up the dress, letting her heavy breasts pop free.

"W-Wait..." She pushed weakly at his chest. "We need to... to talk... w-we..."

"Talk later," Jake spun her around, bending her over a shelf. His zipper hissed. "Right now... I fucking need you."

The cold concrete wall bit her palms. Her udders swung heavily, nipples scraping rough drywall. She whimpered as he entered her, then gasped as he slammed home, the clatter of brooms drowning her cries.

"Gonna tell everyone," he panted, hand fisting her hair. "Football banquet... prom... walk across graduation with my baby in here." His palm smacked her ass, reddening the flesh. "Whole school watching your tits swell."

Maria's cunt gushed warm love as it hugged his beautiful penis, betrayal slickness soaking her stockings. The pregnancy test flashed behind her eyelids. First gen college student. Mami's face when the OB bills come. Her old life was shattered, replaced by something terrifyingly new... but achingly perfect.

Jake reached down to take her wide babymaking hips in his muscular arms, hoisting her up. The thick penis popped out of her with a wet thwack. He plopped her butt onto the shelf as she clutched him close, pressing her breasts into his chest. They both sighed as he slid his cock deep into her once more and began to thrust faster.

Groaning as he fucked her harder, he sank his teeth into the soft neck of his fertile teenage Latina breedslut, bruising the tender flesh.

Maria's orgasm hit like a seizure, her cunt milking him with insistent, gripping, muscular clenches as she shrieked wildly. Jake's cock glistened as it pistoned in and out of her. Wet squelches of foamy cunt juice squirted out from the friction of his veiny-hard penis thrusting into the vicelike grip of her chubby cunt, desperate to be filled with his bouncing babies again.

With a deep groan of guttural animal satisfaction, Jake began cumming deep inside her, emptying his heavy balls into her tight, wet fuck tunnel, their mixed fluids dripping down her thick, trembling thighs.

"Take daddy's fucking seed," the big football player purred, spurting hot cum into her as he bottomed out in her plump cunt.

Her back arched, ass slamming against him. Jake sucked her face hungrily, biting her lip until she bled. "You're mine forever," he growled against her mouth. "Ay, papi," she cooed, grinding her hips against him as she mauled his mouth, coaxing out every last drop of that thick, hot white boy seed.

Jake squeezed her tight, her jiggling curves splaying out between his bulging, muscular hug, grinding his still-pulsing cock deeper as ropes of virile jizz splattered against her fertile inner walls. Her cervix throbbed, each thrust battering the tender entrance to her womb. Jake's hips ground against her clit, swollen and tight. Each press of her soft belly against his hard abs drew more of his baby cream down her spasming birth canal, filling her ripe womb, pushing it deeper into fallopian tubes already stuffed with creamy cum from nonstop unprotected sex, where her hormone-crazed ovum had plopped out two more round, glistening orbs.

As their tongues danced in each other's mouths, one last gush sent a tidal wave of wriggling sperm avalanching over the delicate eggs. Billions of frantically squirming male sperm cells descended greedily on the vulnerable oocytes, enveloping them like a swarm of starving piranhas. Overwhelmed at the powerful male attention, each plump female cell just couldn't help but let a few sperm slip in. They stirred and swelled, the process of fertilization beginning as they drifted lazily into her soft womb, where five zygotes would implant and begin to grow. A set of identical twins and a set of identical triplets nestled into the warm womb walls, joining the fertilized egg already growing there.

Jake and Maria sucked each other's faces, oblivious to the statistically-improbable quintuplets baking deep within the freshly-fucked teen's cream-stuffed belly.

Jake hugged her close as warm, gooey passion dripped from her drooling labia, and his lips brushed her ear.

"I love you, Maria," he whispered, "Now and forever."

"I love you too, Jake," she sighed, caressing his face, and then she kissed him deeply, passionate, hungrily, with the desperation of greedily indulging in a long-yearned-for fulfillment.

She had found the love of her life, and he was giving her his baby. It was everything she'd ever wanted. A dream come true.

Squeezing him tight, her heart melted with joy.