Babymaer Bert Serial Impregnator

Babymaker Bert, Serial Impregnator Ch. 4

It's a good thing Vicki got pregnant immediately, because let me tell you, when she got home a few hours late walking like she just got off a horse, her husband lost his shit.

A bit of a shame from my perspective; I was simply not going to risk the wrath of the Great and Powerful Chaz again, although I must say, I thoroughly enjoyed railing his wife for hours on end.

I also enjoyed railing the just now starting to look pregnant Debra though, as I was doing at the moment, bent over the edge of the bed, her perfect ass tilted up at just the right angle for me to watch my long, thick cock, shining with her pussy juice, sliding smoothly in and out of her silky bald pussy.

Just a few more strokes, and I felt it coming on fast; I jammed my prick in all the way and began to ejaculate deep inside her.

"What are you trying to do, get me more pregnant?" she giggled as my rod continued to bulge and throb inside her already-swollen-with-my-baby belly.

At last, I began to soften and let my dick flop out of her, followed by a thick glob of my semen as her gaping vagina slowly closed.

It felt great to fuck Debra again, even if it was a bit behind her husband's back, and as such, didn't allow us all the time we'd have liked. We quickly dressed and left the motel room, leaving a nice tip for the maid behind us.

"Are you free next Saturday, Bert? I have another friend I'd like you to meet" said Debra with that evil glint in her eye I was coming to know and love.

Of course, I was free. If I hadn't been, I'd have found a way to get free.

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When Debra and Becca walked in to the coffee shop, the first thing I noticed was what a tiny woman she was.

Although she was of average height, maybe a touch shorter, she looked like she probably fit comfortably into a size 0 dress; I seriously doubt if she weighed 100 pounds. She had beautiful wavy auburn hair, an unusually pretty face, and a tiny but perfect little bubble butt; her breasts, while small, looked large on her slight frame.

Debra had told me I'd like her, and it was immediately apparent that she was right, Becca's smile was infectious, her wit was quick, and she knew how to make herself sexy.

We seemed to be getting along very well when Debra said her goodbyes and left us sitting alone at the table.

Becca was easy to talk to, and we talked for quite a while. She told me she was married to the love of her life who, unbeknownst to him, had a sperm count of right about zero. This was supposed to be strictly on the down low, he had no idea there was even a problem.

I was a bit worried about that, having had at least tacit approval from the previous husbands.

When I voiced my concern, a sad look came over her face.

"Bert, I just want children so badly. He does too, it would break his heart to know he couldn't. I need your help." She cast her eyes down and we sat in silence for a minute or two.

Something about her was simply irresistible. I gave in.

"So, did you want to get a room or something?" I asked. Her answer came as more than a bit of a shock.

"Nah. We'll just go to my house."

The surprised look on my face must have been something to see. Becca immediately continued.

"Look, my husband works every Saturday. It's the one day of the week he can't get away with missing. It's way safer for me than being seen going into a motel! You drive a truck; I can just tell anyone who asks you're a contractor or something. We don't talk to our neighbors anyway, no one is even going to notice."

"You're hard to say no to Becca, but still, I don't want to be caught fucking someone else's wife in their own bed"

"Of course not. We'll use the guest room"

For some odd reason, that seemed good enough for me, and I followed her over to her house, parking on the street out front and doing my best to look like a contractor until we were safely inside.

Becca locked the front door behind us and turned to me, extending her arms. Our bodies meshed together as our lips met.

The tenderness of Becca's kisses was amazing, and I savored the sensation of her tongue in my mouth as I ran my hands up under her shirt, lifting it over her head and tossing it to the floor. Our kissing resumed as my hands roamed freely over the cups of her bra.

"Shall we go lay down"? she breathed huskily in my ear between the hot wet kisses.

I was pretty comfortable with this arrangement by the time we made it to the guest room, although there were still a few nerves on end until Becca's bra fell to the floor, revealing two perfect cones, maybe a B or C cup size, with perfectly matched slightly upturned puffy nipples.

The sight of her naked breasts sent a surge of blood to the head of my now rock-hard cock; when I pulled a tender puffy nipple into my mouth, any worries about her husband coming home vanished. The rest of our clothing quickly disappeared; Becca lay back on the bed, her long, thick auburn hair fanned out around her, spreading her legs wide for me to mount her.

The sparse tuft of reddish hairs on her mound drew my mouth down to them, and I slowly licked and kissed my way around her smooth labia, savoring the delicate flavor of her juices, gently wrapping my lips around her clit and flicking it slowly with my tongue. I carefully worked a finger into her narrow slot... so tight, so pink and wet... Between my legs my cock was almost painfully hard.

In just a few minutes, Becca began to writhe and moan as I increased the pressure on her clit. Suddenly, her eyes rolled up in her head. The powerful waves of her orgasm surged through her with increasing intensity until, with one final heave, the wave crested and burst across her body with the force of a tsunami.

Drained, Becca lay motionless on the bed, while I moved up between her legs, my rock-hard cock swaying gently from side to side. She instinctively grasped the thick shaft and guided the head of my cock to her narrow opening, rubbing the head up and down the wet slit.

"Push" she whispered, taking her hand away as the thick bulb lodged in her opening.

With a firm push, the head and a couple of inches popped into her tight wet pussy with a little snap. I watched my long, thick cock snake slowly into the tiny woman on the bed beneath me, the print of my dick clearly visible through the tight skin of her fertile belly.

Slowly, relentlessly, I drove my steaming rod into her, a little deeper with each thrust, until finally, the head of my dick pushed hard against the little opening in her cervix. Almost half of my cock was still outside her.

"Kiss me" she whispered, and our mouths met, our tongues swirling gently in each other's mouths as I began to fuck her with slow, smooth strokes.

Becca was an excellent kisser, and it was a joy to lay on top of her, kissing her beautiful face with her firm tits mashed against my chest, sliding my cock in and out of her, slowly at first, building in strength and intensity until finally, I felt the familiar tingling in the head of my cock coming on, I knew I didn't have long to go.

I could feel my balls had drawn up tight to my body, and I struggled to bury as much of my rod inside her as I could, yet a few inches remained outside. At that point, I no longer cared.

"Becca I'm gonna cum inside you" I grunted.

Becca smiled and nodded her head. "Yes! Cum inside me!" she squealed as I felt my scrotum lurch forward. The thick base of my cock began to bulge; the first hot rope of my thick potent sperm shot from the head of my bare dick, straight through the little hole in her cervix. I pulled her hips tight against my spewing prick, searching deep inside her for that perfect spot to completely drain my balls.

My cock continued to bulge and throb as I blew my load in Becca's fertile belly. A thick white ring of semen formed where my cock entered her pussy and began to flow down her little bubble butt, soaking the bed below.

It was many months later that I found out her husband had come home early, at what exact point I do not know, but certainly in time to watch me empty my balls into his tiny little wife. Thankfully, he turned around a left, leaving me free to spend the rest of the afternoon blowing loads in Becca's silky pussy. It's a bit of a shame, because he missed the rest of a really good show, at least from my point of view.

My cock hadn't really softened much, but Becca's velvety pussy was so tight and slick with my sperm, she just kind of spit me out. She smiled and giggled a bit before I covered her mouth with mine and guided her tiny hand to my cock.

A few minutes of gentle squeezing and stroking from her tender hand, and I was once again rock hard. I climbed back on top of her, keeping my lips tight against hers. I moaned softly with delight as Becca's tiny hand gently placed the bulging head of my cock in the mouth of her tender pink pussy.

"Push" she whispered again.

My long thick cock began to slide smoothly back into her fertile belly. Deep in my balls, another heavy load of sperm was ready to boil over.