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Subject: {ASSM} Meanwhile, Back at Cutters Creek (MC, Mdom, humor, preg)
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Author: Homer Vargas, Billy Breed
Title: Meanwhile, Back at Cutters Creek
MC, Mdom, humor, preg
Universe: Cutters Creek
Keywords (MC, Mdom, humor, preg)
Summary: Jill Finch and her mother get big bellies
while John Finch another one.
Redistribution: No restriction except that the story
may not be changed/edited and the title, author's name
and email, and request for feedback must remain
intact.
First Posted 10/19/01
Last Edited 12/06/02

[This story stands alone, but it makes allusions to
the Cutters Creek stories of Homer Vargas, especially
Chapter 6.  If you like this one, you may like the
others and vice versa.]
ends.]
Meanwhile, Back at Cutters Creek (MC, Mdom, humor,
preg)
Homer Vargas
vargas111@yahoo.com
and
Billy Breed
billysbreed@yahoo.com

"Oh Johnny, Johnny!  Faster, please, Johnny!  I'm
almost there!"

John Finch grinned wickedly as he plowed even harder
into the young woman writhing beneath him.  Annie Lynn
was a sight!  Her blond hair was disheveled and matted
with perspiration; the sheet beneath her was sodden
from repeated climaxes and still she was pleading for
more!  John couldn't believe his luck the first time
she'd hit on him at the diner.  Annie was practically
jailbait, just nineteen, with hooters like a porno
queen and an ass that wouldn't quit.  She'd been
wearing the coveralls that all the girls in the area
seemed to favor, but they hadn't done much to cover
all the girl's charms.  He'd been hard at the first
sight of her.

That had been at the diner where the men working on
the town's new hospital ate lunch.  Out of nowhere
Annie Lynn Townley had sat down by him and struck up a
conversation.  He was gazing into her blue eyes trying
not to be too obvious about looking down her front at
the biggest set of bare tits he'd ever seen, when he
felt her hand on his prick through his pants. 
Although he had an average size or better equipment,
comparing himself to the enormous bulges he noticed on
the local men, John had been feeling embarrassed his
small size.  Annie Lynn's hand was making him feel a
lot better about it.  By the time lunch was over he'd
come in his pants and she'd invited him to eat at her
place the next day.

If John had been pleased with himself when Annie Lynn
had asked him to eat with her he'd been even happier
when she'd met him at the door of her trailer.  She
had been wearing a smile and nothing under that hose
coat.  John's whole lunch that day was Annie Lynn's
soft wet pussy.  The girl had lain back and let him
tongue bring her to several screaming orgasms before
inviting him to plunge his prick into her
well-prepared snatch.  For the last two weeks he'd
been "eating" at Annie Lynn's every day.  Not only was
it great sex, but he was starting to get a six pack
stomach from all the "working out" he'd done at her
place!

"Oh, Johnny, turn me.  I want it doggy style!" Annie
Lynn moaned.  John pulled out and considered his cock.
 It was a lot longer and thicker than it used to be,
maybe from all the exercise Annie Lynn was giving it. 
Then again, maybe it was that Annie Lynn was so much
hotter than his wife.  Sure, May was a good woman. 
She'd born him one beautiful daughter, although he had
hoped for quite a few more, and she agreed to come
with him to this dinky town for a construction job,
but she just wasn't the best in bed.  After the first
few months of marriage, once-a-week sex was more than
enough for her.  She had never let him do her doggy
style the whole time they were married and she thought
his desire to eat her pussy was some kind of
perversion.  Strangely, since shortly after coming to
Cutters Creek she had been warming up, letting him
fuck her every night, but nothing like the insanely
passionate Annie Lynn.

As he re-entered Annie Lynn's dripping cunt, John
briefly wondered what his wife was doing.  Probably
just watching the soaps as usual.

*****

May Finch arched her back in ecstasy then dropped her
head to the bed burrowing in a pillow as she screamed
out another orgasm.  She didn't want the neighbors to
hear, especially that slut next door, Suzie Taylor,
the wife of one of the other construction workers. 
That horny bitch was so loud that everyone in the
trailer park knew when she was getting it, at least
when it wasn't from her husband.  Suzie had the boys
on her son's football team on some kind of rotating
schedule to come and score with her every afternoon.

Like Suzie, May never screamed with her husband, had
never screamed for any man, but Freddie Townley was so
much bigger that she simply couldn't help herself. 
She had to howl out her pleasure to the world.  "Oh
Miz Finch I'm gittin' real close!" Freddie croaked in
a husky, breathless tone.  "Is you shore it's OK for
me to come in you?"  The thought of thought of letting
the boy make her pregnant drove May over the edge
again and she pushed face deeper into the pillow to
bellow again.  She could feel Freddie's cock swelling
up as he approached orgasm, and it was bringing her to
another plateau of pleasure.

As what felt like a quart of sperm splattered the
inside of May's pussy, she blessed the man who had
invented the birth control pill.  Encasing Freddie's
marvelous, thick, veined cock in latex was
unthinkable.  Without her pills, she would have been
limited to oral sex with this delicious boy.  She did
love the way he could bring her to orgasm after orgasm
with his tongue and she adored the taste of his rich
spend when she sucked him off, but those pleasures
couldn't compare to the ecstasy of Freddie's huge bare
cock pounding her pussy and filling her with hot rich
jism.  

Thanks to her protection, she could let the insatiable
boy fuck her silly every day, even this week.  Her
period had been just a couple of weeks ago, not long
after Freddie had come to her door as part of a boys'
group that was selling magazines in the camp where the
construction workers' families lived.  May didn't
remember if Freddie sold her any magazines; he had
spent the afternoon turning May's world upside down.

Freddie seemed especially intent on making her come
repetedly today before delivering his thick, hot semen
as deep into her pussy as possible, almost as if he
wanted to get her pregnant.  The thought of this boy
trying to drown one of her defenseless eggs with his
no doubt potent sperm, making her belly swell with his
baby, was so wanton, it sent May careening into yet
another climax, the best she had ever had.  Getting
pregnant with Jill didn't even come close.

May briefly wondered what her daughter was doing
before waves of pleasure from the boy's man-size cock
blotted out all other thoughts.

*****

Jill Finch moaned as the tongue on her clit moved
faster and faster.  She was getting close to another
orgasm and didn't care who heard her.  But the tongue
was suddenly removed leaving only the fingers in her
pussy to keep her boiling.  Although they were nice,
the orgasm that had been building began to fade. 
Distantly she heard the voice of her Sex-Ed teacher
speaking.

"Ok everyone gather around.  You see she's almost
ready." The fingers moved up to circle her clit.  "You
all know what a clitoris looks like, so we won't need
to go over that." There was a round of chuckles.  Then
the teacher's voice continued, "Boys I want you to get
a whiff of her scent.  Does it smell different than
girls' pussies do most of the time?" There was a
general murmur of ascent.  "Can anyone tell me why?"

Her teacher's skilled fingers were driving Jill back
toward orgasm; she concentrated on the sensations and
heard the voices as if from far off.  "She's ready to
accept the spirit today!" a strong young voice replied
knowingly.  Distantly Jill recognized the voice as
belonging to Cliff Cooper.  Jill had a crush on Cliff,
but she knew she didn't have a chance with him.  He
had a big-breasted girlfriend named Mandy, now four or
five months along.  The pregnancy had made the girl'
tits absolutely humungeous.  How Jill envied those
knockers; all the boys in school stared at the girls
with big ones.  Hers had grown from a modest A to a
respectable C since she moved to the little town, but
they were still a lot smaller than Mandy's, or most of
the other girls in town for that matter.

"That's right, Cliff" the gym teacher's voice replied.
 "But then you should know from putting the bun in
Mandy's oven, right?" Again there were chuckles. 
"Jill is mid way through her cycle and probably
dropped an egg a day or so ago.  Move to where you can
see, I'm going to give a demonstration of how to knock
a girl up."

There was the sound of people moving around and the
fingers left Jill's pussy.  She opened her eyes to
watch the teacher climb on top of her.  Mr. Jackson
was a good-looking man in his late twenties.  He was
thin and muscular with blond hair and enchanting blue
eyes.  In a climax-addled way, Jill liked the idea of
him putting a baby in her.  "Everyone move so you can
see my cock entering her.  See how I stretch her? 
Deep vaginal penetration is best, as it puts the baby
juice where it'll do her the most good"

Again there was the sound of general laughter, but
this time Jill heard a girl give a high moan.  Mr.
Jackson must have heard it to because he said, "What's
the matter Miss Riley?"

Sara Riley was Jill's best friend, one of the other
girls whose fathers moved to the area to work on the
big new hospital.  "Ooh nothing, nothing's WRONG, sir.
 Sorry, but -- Ooh God yes! --  Jacob was standing
behind me and I guess the demonstration and feeling
his cock on my ass got me so turned on, I had to let
him shove it in me."  The girl then dissolved into a
series of low moans and grunts.

The teacher chuckled under his breath.  "There are
always a few girls who can't wait for the
demonstration to begin the lab," he said to Jill under
his breath.  That didn't make much sense to Jill as
her teacher began shoving his massive cock inside her,
inch after delightful inch stretching the girl wider
and wider.  When she felt his massive balls slap
against her ass, Jill's world exploded in a massive
orgasm.  "Some exceptionally fertile women, even
girls, are so ready for impregnation they orgasm as
soon as they're fully penetrated," the teacher
commented casually as he began working his massive
tool in and out of Jill's tight cleft.  "Always see
that the woman comes as hard and as many time as
possible before you unload in her, boys.  The more she
orgasms, the more easily she'll be impregnated, so
take your time and make her enjoy it.  Some times all
it takes to make her cum again is to point out what is
happening to her."

Mr. Jackson brought his face close to Jill's right
breast and his tongue snaked out to tease her nipple. 
"If I come in you, Jill honey, pretty soon my baby
will be doing this," he whispered.  Jill exploded in
another orgasm at the thought.  "You ARE a little
hottie, aren't you sweetheart?" he remarked in genuine
admiration for the squirming girl.  "The way you enjoy
having a big, thick, babymaking cock in that fertile
little pussy of yours, girl, you're going to have a
baby in your tummy in no time," he said, sending the
delirious girl over the edge yet again.  Smiling, the
teacher pulled his face from back and continued
pumping as Jill recovered from her back to back
orgasms.

After a minute catching his breath the teacher
continued, "Another good way to ensure repeated orgasm
is to change position." With that he pulled Jill's
legs from around his waist up to his shoulders and
began pumping furiously.  Within seconds Jill was
cumming with another delighted yell.  As she came down
Mr. Jackson casually asked, "I'm about to pump your
cute little cunny full of my babyjuice to give you
your first young'en, honey.  How do you want it?" Jill
hadn't thought about that; she'd only found out she
was getting a first baby when she arrived at school
that morning.  Looking at Sara bent over a desk,
writhing as Jacob pounded her from behind, Jill cried,
"Doggy style sir.  I want you to put a baby in me
doggy style!"

"Good choice, my dear," Mr.  Jackson grinned as he
flipped the rutting youngster over and sank his man
meat into her again.  Soon Jill was groaning again as
she felt her teacher's cock swell within her.  She
joined him in his orgasm, squirming and panting as
sperm filled her cervix.  It was the hardest cum in
the young girl's life.

She wondered if this was how other women felt as they
had new life poured into them.

*****

Annie Lynn squealed as John's cock pulsed and spat
it's load in her.  It was sooo good, but then it would
be.  This was the day the Reverend had marked on her
calendar, the day she would get the outlander to plant
a young'en in her.  Normally Annie Lynn wasn't a
devious girl.  She wouldn't have concealed the fact
that she already had six children and why not tell
Johnny she wanted HIM to give her the next one?  But
she was following the minister's instructions. 
Reverend Daniels had sat her down and explained that
people like John and May Finch didn't understand how
things were in the valley.  He'd asked if she wanted
to help spread the word.  Well of course she did!

It was then that he had explained the plan to her. 
Her mother, Dora May, would take the kids every day
just before lunchtime.  Then she'd meet the newcomer
and seduce him; not that it took much.  And she'd made
sure that John drank plenty of the Spirit Springs
water every day after she worked him into a lather. 
She'd been more than pleased as his cock had gotten
larger and larger.  After the first week she no longer
had to fake the orgasms.  And this week, as she
approached the day her egg dropped, the sex had been
better than ever.

Not that she'd been getting as MUCH sex as she would
have liked.  Screwing for an hour or so at lunchtime
was nice, but she really needed to get it several
times a night, as she was used to from her little
brother.  But the Reverend had made her promise not to
have sex with Freddie or anyone except John until she
was safely knocked up.  Freddie was busy, anyway,
doing some missionary work for the Reverend with
several of the new wives in town.  So she had been
making do with her vibrator and her talented little
brother's tongue, eating her to distraction every
night as she periodically drank from his sperm
fountain.

As jets of cum erupted out of John's cock into her
writhing womb Annie Lynn burst into her own orgasm. 
It was a searingly hard cum, just as it had been every
other time she got knocked up.  As she lay in the
afterglow, letting the semen soak in as she had been
taught, still plugged with Johnny's improving cock,
Annie Lynn could almost feel the little sperm swimming
up to her waiting egg.  The thought made her so horny
she pleaded with John to do it to her one more time. 
Of course he complied.

*****

As he pounded his cock into the buxom housewife,
Freddie decided he must be the luckiest old boy in the
world.  The women in Cutters Creek had big tits and
were more than friendly.  The climate was just right
for fucking under the stars year around; and now he
was getting to put babies into the horny, unsuspecting
wives of the workers who came to the area to build the
ever-expanding hospitals and schools.  Not that he was
nailing May Finch purely for his own enjoyment.  Her
breasts were still pretty small by local standards,
though with all the Spirit Springs water she was
drinking, they were expanding nicely.  He'd rather be
fucking one of his aunts -- now those women had TITS
-- or his gloriously insatiable older sister, Annie
Lynn.

But it was all part of the plan the Reverend had
explained to the Fructifiers, the Church's boys'
group.  These outsiders' wives were ignorant of the
ways of the Spirit and the Reverend had chosen a few
of the better-built Fructifiers to be Instruments of
Benediction for the benighted women.  The unfortunate
souls had strange ideas about limiting how often they
had sex.  Freddie saw to it that May Finch lost that
notion soon enough the first time he brought her to
four howling climaxes on his cock before shooting her
full of semen.

Even stranger, few would allow their husbands to give
them more than one or two children!  Rev. Daniels said
they tried to thwart the Spirit's command to be
fruitful by taking a little white pill every day. 
Providentially, the same ingredients in the Spirit
Spring water that readied women's bodies for child
bearing -- the expanded breasts, cinched waists, the
widened hips and the ever-present horniness -- also
counteracted the contraceptives.  It was just as well
May believed she was safe; that way she didn't bother
insisting Freddie use condoms.  But Freddie hadn't
wanted to wait for the water to do it's job; one day
while the just-fucked wife was lolling in an orgasmic
daze, he had switched her pills for some look-alike
ones the Reverend gave him.

Reverend Daniels had said that a Fructifier should be
especially careful to impart the "Blessing of the
Spirit" when the woman was most ready to receive it. 
Freddie had eaten May insane every day before he
fucked her out of her mind, just as the Reverend had
told him, and he was sure today was her day.  Not only
did she taste better, but her juices were slicker and
thicker and she came quicker.

She was evidently feeling more randy, too, almost
jumping him when he entered her house on lunch break
from school.  He could tell she'd been expecting him. 
She'd dressed up special for him in long black
stocking, high heels and a really short dress.  Her
musky, aroused aroma told, him even before his hands
were lifting the hem of her skirt, she wouldn't have
on any panties.  Freddie didn't really care what May
had on, he was just going to pull it all off and fuck
her out of her mind, anyway.  But if it made HER feel
sexier, he was all for it.

The delirious housewife was moaning and gasping again
as her high heels dug into his back.  Freddie
recognized the signs of the Spirit's impending
Blessing.  The Reverend said it was Providence that
made women enjoy sex more when they were about to be
blest.  They often prayed for it without realizing
what they were saying.  "Oh, Baby! Give it to me, give
it to me, Baby, Freddie, Baby.  Oh Baby, yessss,
BABY!" May was babbling.

His thick cock swelled and spat glob after glob of
hot, potent sperm deep into the fertile spasming pussy
of the beautiful older woman.  He didn't doubt her
prayer would be answered.  He had already seen the
bellies of other women he "helped" start to grow. 
Doing the Spirit's work was so satisfying.

*****

Even after his orgasm Ron Jackson kept moving inside
the Finch girl.  She had spasmed and howled like no
other girl he had ever initiated.  It felt so good, he
wondered if she might be special somehow?  Anyway, he
was getting hard again and he might as well keep
fucking her; she was sure enjoying it and it was
obvious he wouldn't be getting the class back under
control any time soon.  By now, there wasn't a girl in
the class who wasn't on her back or bent over a desk
getting the daylights fucked out of her.  Ron wasn't
surprised, it was always that way when he initiated a
new girl.  Still, Jill had been particularly inspiring
as she cried for him to "Give me a baby, Mr. Johnson,
pleassssse!  I want your babies so bad, please, Mr.
Johnson, a baby a BABYYYYYYY!"

Most of the girls in the class were recent arrivals in
Cutters Creek.  The school always made sure the new
girls were collected into classes together with the
most successful of the local breeders.  That made sure
the girls were properly introduced to Cutters Creek
society.  From the moans and grunts in the room Ron
could tell that the girls were receiving a right
proper initiation.  By Thanksgiving he was sure there
would be several swelling bellies to be thankful for.

*****

6 months later

John Finch walked through the door and gave May a big
kiss on the cheek and proudly patted her tight belly. 
"Is that Ron Johnson's car out front?" he asked.

May smiled and swatted John's hand as it crept toward
one of her swollen boobs.  "Yes, he came over to see
Jill, so you'll have to help me get supper on the
table."

Looking around, John asked, "So where are they?"

May smirked and turned the radio down so John could
hear the rhythmic bumping and moaning coming from the
back of the house.  "They're at it again?" John asked
raising an eyebrow.  "After the way she got him to
drill her this morning.  Don't they do it enough times
at school?  I'd have thought she'd be satisfied."

"And why would you think that, John Finch?" May
sniffed.  "Her mother certainly isn't be satisfied so
easily!"

John grinned, scarcely remembering the sexually
reserved woman who had moved to Cutters Creek with
him.  After just a few weeks here May started letting
him fuck her more often.  She had become even more
eager for sex since she got pregnant.  Now she wanted
it several times a day and didn't care who heard how
much she enjoyed it.  John made a lustful lunge at his
teasing wife but she swung her wide hips and he
missed.

He sometimes still couldn't believe the physical
change that had come over May here in Cutters Creek. 
Within weeks of arriving here, her tits had started to
swell; her hips began to widen invitingly, and her
waist shrunk until he could almost get his hands
around her.  She started to look like a sex goddess
and act like one too.  After resisting his pleas
through years of marriage, she had finally let her
hair grow again.

She started to dress in the short skirts John had
always wanted and to choose blouses that showcased her
developing rack.  Many times when he arrived from work
he found her without panties and already dripping with
anticipation.  And what a hellcat she was in bed now. 
The sexy nightwear that had never been used since he
given to her reappeared, not that he needed any
incentive to fuck the passionate woman he now found in
his bed.  After years of telling him it was a filthy
perversion, May had decided she LOVED letting him eat
her.  He didn't know what book had taught her so many
different positions to fuck in, and he didn't care! 
If after several bouts his ardor flagged, her clever
tongue and warm mouth could revive him.  And if he
accidentally came in her mouth, she drank it like
cream.

Best of all, as he was putting on a rubber one night,
May stopped him and told him she thought it was time
to start on that big family John had always wanted. 
She sent their smirking daughter to Sara Reiley's
house for that weekend and almost didn't let John out
of bed till Monday morning.  Sure enough, almost
sooner than he thought possible, May was sporting a
pretty paunch, just like Suzie Taylor next door.

When the hospital was finished, most of the wives of
his friends from the construction company had left
Cutters Creek with a cute little bulge in the tummy to
remind them of their stay in little town.  But May was
special.  Those proud new breasts had exploded and
John was already suckling their warm rich milk every
day so she could "practice" nursing their baby.  May's
belly was even more amazing, high, and round, and
hard.  She let him spend hours massaging and kissing
it as he fingered her to soft rolling orgasms.  How
she loved to lie with John's head between her plump
thighs and to come over and over on her husband's
tongue, both before he fucked her and afterward, as he
kissed away her own generous spend and the excess
semen that he had pumped into her.

His wife's lilting voice brought John back from his
reverie.  "Ron Jackson knows how to show his gratitude
to a girl who can give him triplets," May said with a
tinge of envy, as she was only having twins.  "Jill
says he plans to keep her knocked up until she squirts
out ten or twelve for him and while she's pregnant, he
intends to keep her 'in practice.'" May, pregnant with
twins, was proud her daughter took after her, able to
bear more than one baby at a time and she was glad her
daughter had found a man who could take good advantage
of it.  Of course she was a little sad that soon Jill
would be moving out to live with Ron and his other
women on the other side of the Valley, but with Jill's
fertility, May had no doubt who Ron's favorite would
be.

"If I know Jill, they'll be at it for some time. 
Can't we have a quickie before supper?" pleaded John.

"What's the matter, stud, didn't Annie Lynn take good
enough care of you at lunch?"  May liked to tease John
about his liaison with the young woman, even though
she knew John's heart belonged to her and the Lord
didn't mind a horny man finding comfort where he
could.  She could hardly expect a man with normal
appetites like John to go from morning to night
without a fuck.  Heaven knows she couldn't. 
Thankfully, Freddie hadn't stopped visiting her in the
afternoons, just because he had made her pregnant.

John groaned and ground his hips against his wife's
crotch, "But Baby, I didn't even get to visit Annie
Lynn today.  I was busy gathering supplies for the new
rooms."

May never really intended to deny John; besides, he
deserved some compensation for foregoing his midday
visit to Annie Lynn's bed in favor of collecting
lumber scraps from the site.  He was building an
addition so Annie Lynn and her flock of young could
move in with them.  May thought it would be nice to
have a houseful of kids while she was producing a
houseful of her own and she wanted another woman to
share this and future pregnancies with.  Besides,
Annie Lynn was part of the family now.

She was glad she had "persuaded" John to quit the
company when the construction job was finished so they
could stay in Cutters Creek.  Not that it was hard to
pursued John of anything after she got astraddle him
and had fucked him for a while.  Until John's cock had
finished growing, May didn't think she could have
lived if she had moved away and didn't have Freddie to
fill her and fuck her silly every day.

Besides, the Reverend said it was only right for the
boy to get to know the "fruit of his loins" that was
now pushing May' belly out so sexily.  Of course May
hadn't know at the time that Freddie's pretty older
sister was carrying her husband's child, just as John
still didn't know that it was his pregnant lover's
twelve-year old brother who had made his wife's tummy
swell.  May loved John totally and really hoped that
her next baby would be his, though the Reverend had
said something about dedicating one baby to the
Church.  Well there was always number three or four
or....

Smiling, May dropped a hand to her husband's crotch
and ran her fingers up the bulge in his pants.  She
was too horny to refuse him, even though she was still
full of Freddie's cum.  That didn't worry her.  John
was in such a rut he wouldn't notice the extra
wetness.  "We have ten minutes before the casserole
needs to go in," she lied, setting the timer for forty
five.  She knew what would happen when she and John go
going.  "How many time can you make me come by then,
stud?"

John growled, already unzipping his pants.  It was
good to be a man in Cutters Creek.

Comments please to
Billy Breed
billysbreed@yahoo.com
or
Homer Vargas
vargas111@yahoo.com


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