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.
