The Baby Maer

I was now definitely on my way to becoming the baby maker, I had managed to get six women pregnant on the first try, and was building a fairly good reputation as a man who could get the job done.

It certainly wasn't the life I had ever thought about for myself, but sometimes you just have to go with the flow, especially if you're enjoying it.

Now, I didn't know at it time of course, but, this was where my world was about to make a dramatic turn, and the name baby maker was about to become my public identity.

I was minding my own business, just relaxing at home, when I got I message from Alisha again.

She had a friend who was a journalist, and had told her about how she had got pregnant by me, and how I had helped others too, and now her friend was wondering if I would do an interview with her, for a piece she wanted to write about the struggle for some women to become mothers.

Well, I have to admit, I wasn't sure if this was a good idea or not, on the one hand it would be nice to be acknowledged as someone who had helped people fulfil their dreams, but on the other, I wasn't sure if my parents would be too impressed by what I was doing.

However, after giving it some thought, I decided what the hell, they probably wouldn't even see the piece, so, I agreed and we arranged to meet in a local café, a couple of days later.

That afternoon, I made my way to the café, and as I strolled in, there was Alisha, looking as lovely as ever in white summer dress and sandals, with her long blonde hair flowing down over her shoulders, sat at a table with another woman.

The other woman was of course her journalist friend Katherine, and she looked pretty hot too, with shaggy bleach blonde hair flowing down her back, a pretty tanned face, and she appeared to have a nicely slim body, under her dark green baggy t-shirt and tight blue jeans.

As I took a seat at the table, Alisha then introduced us to each other, before Katherine then started the interview.

Eagerly she wanted to know who I was, why I had agreed to help these women get pregnant and what I was getting out of it.

Of course, I answered her questions tactfully, hoping I was coming across as someone who just wanted to help these poor women in their hour of need, and not as some mucky pervert who was just taking advantage of these poor desperate women pregnant, in their hour of need.

Thank fully it appeared Katherine could see I meant well, and as we continued to talk, she sounded generally interested in every response I gave her.

For the next half an hour or so, she asked various questions about how, why, and what did I think of it all, until finally she asked "Okay, so, before we finish, is it really true, you've got every woman pregnant, on your first try?"

I smiled back at her, and then replied proudly "Yes. Yes it is! I've impregnated six women, and managed to get it done on the very first try. I am six for six!"

Katherine then chuckled, before she said "Well, I guess we should call you the baby maker then!"

"If you like!" I replied with a chuckle back.

Katherine then wrote down a few more things in her notepad, before she then said "Okay. Well this has been great, but, I need something really interesting to finish this piece off, and reward my readers, so... I have a proposal for."

"Go on?" I asked curiously back.

"Well, I was thinking about a test, to really prove you are as good as you say you are." Replied Katherine back.

"What sort of test?!" I asked back curiously again.

"Well, what if you try and get me pregnant?" replied Katherine keenly, with a smile.

I stared back at her slightly surprised she had suggested this, but I could see it in her face that she was really willing to do it, to really test me to see if I could live up to my reputation, so, I then glanced over at Alisha wondering what she was making of this, and she just smiled back at me and shrugged, as if to say, it's your choice.

So, I then looked back at Katherine and was about to finally reply, when she then added "Okay. How about this offer. What if I promise that if you do get me pregnant, I'll write a glowing endorsement for you, telling the whole world how good you are, and if you don't get me pregnant, well, I have a sad but realistic ending for my piece? What about that?"

Well, it sounded like fifty a fifty gamble to me, but if I succeeded it would be nice to see my triumphant in all its glory in the paper, me being celebrated for being an outstanding reliable baby maker, I would be like a god amongst men, how could I say no to that?

So, I keenly smiled, and then replied "Okay, I accept your challenge!"

"Great!" exclaimed Katherine excitedly.

Then she glanced around the fairly quiet café that afternoon, before looking at me, and whispering "Okay. Let's slip into the disabled toilets and do this!"

"Right now?!" I asked back in surprise again.

"Yes! Unless there's a reason you can't?" she asked inquisitively back.

Well, of course there wasn't, I was just surprised at her eagerness to get on with it so soon, so, I replied back "Okay, we'll do this now if you really want to do it?"

Katherine grinned back at me, and then promptly got up from the table, and casually strolled towards the public toilets, and as she walked off, I looked over at Alisha again, and she just smiled again back at me, and then said "Good luck!"

Once Katherine had strolled across the café to the far corner of the large open room, and stepped through the door marked toilets, I then got up and casually did the same, and a few seconds later, found the blonde haired journalist stood at the disabled toilet door, holding it open.

She then nodded for me to follow her in, before she stepped into the large clean room, and then so did I.

Closing and locking the door behind us, Katherine then turned and looked at me, before she took a deep calming breath, and then asked keenly "So, how do we do this? Is there a certain position we need to do it in, or a rhythm you need to do?"

"Not really. You just choose a position you'll be comfortable in, and I'll go from there!" I replied politely back.

"Oh okay." Katherine then said, sounding a little disappointed there wasn't more to it, before she thought for a second, and then whispered "Lets umm... just do it from behind, I think that'll work for me!"

"Okay." I replied happily back.

Katherine then turned towards the small white disabled toilet, before she began undoing her tight blue jeans, and once she had the button and zip undone, she then pushed them down.

As her jeans slid down her tanned legs, they revealed a nice perky tanned bubble butt above two fit slim thighs below it, and once her trousers were around her ankles, she then she leant forwards, and placed her hands on the back of the cistern.

In that position, she pushed her lovely round rear out more, and then I could see her pink little pussy that was all bald and clean shaven, ready for my cock.

"Okay." she then said, now sounding a little nervous now.

I then undid my jeans, popping the button and lowering the zip, before I pushed mine down my legs and released my dangling soft cock, and once it was out, I took hold of it, and eagerly began stroking it into life.

As I did that, Katherine glanced back at me over shoulder, to see what was going on, and I sheepishly replied "Just getting it ready!"

"Oh yeah. Okay." she replied back, understanding.

For a good minute, I tugged on my dick while I stared at her beautiful peach like naked rear, until I was fully hard and ready to begin, and then I shuffled closer to her, and placed my round cockhead up against her little pink lips.

Katherine instantly moaned a little as she felt my firm tip pressing against her, before I then started to push it in, and with a gentle thrust, I slid inside of her.

"Oh god!" she then exclaimed in delight, as my larger than average erection, sunk into her moist little cunt.

Most of my stiff length filled her warm damp hole perfectly, before I then placed my hands on her hips, and then started to move it back and forth inside of her.

"Oh god! Oh god!" she then exclaimed again, sounding slightly amazed at the size of my member moving inside of her, but also enjoying it too.

Keenly I pumped my hard cock into her lovely bald pussy, fucking her with deep eager strokes from behind, and as I did, she groaned again in pleasure, and then gripped the back of the toilet tighter.

"Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" she then groaned in delight, as I kept going.

Plunging steadily into her, I happily fucked that hot blonde reporter with my best thrusts, hoping if for some reason I didn't get her pregnant, at least she might still write that I gave it a good try.

Anyway, I eagerly continued, sinking into her cunt repeatedly, and as we carried on, I started to pound a little faster and a little harder.

"Oh god! Oh my god!" she then exclaimed loudly, as she felt me move up a gear inside of her.

As I slid in and out of her wet hole quicker, her groans of delight increased too, before her blonde bushy head dropped between her arms, and she rocked to and fro with my every thrust.

"Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" she exclaimed again in pleasure.

I happily kept fucking Katherine with firmer harder plunges, and as I did, I moved my hands from her hips to around her slim waist, and then began pulling her back a little too, onto my pumping hard cock.

"Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" she instantly cried out excitedly, as my dick sunk deeper into her cunt.

Katherine then groaned and moaned between her arms more, while rocking back and forth on my plunging length faster, and that large toilet cubicle echoed to the sounds of our baby making.

"Oh god! Oh god! Oh fucking god!" she then exclaimed again in pleasure, as we kept going.

My length battered into her wet cunt now, as I eagerly continued on, and after another couple minutes of this relentless fucking, Katherine suddenly said breathlessly "Wait! Wait! Wait! Stop! Stop a minute!"

I obviously had no idea what was wrong, I guessed she had suddenly changed her mind, so I quickly stopped moving, but remained her in warm wet hole, before asking a little concerned "Are you okay? What's wrong?"

"I need to free my leg!" she then said urgently back, before she bent down to her left foot, and then began undoing her boot.

Katherine had on a pair of grey suede high heeled boots that had a zipper down the sides of them to get your foot in and out, and quickly she pulled it down, and then slipped her bare foot out of it.

Then pushing off her jean leg completely, her left leg was now bare and free to move about, and quickly she raised it up and placed it on the lid of the toilet, before glancing back at me and saying eagerly "Okay. Keep going now!"

I happily chuckled, realising it was just a comfort thing and she hadn't changed her mind, and then moving a hand up to her right shoulder for a better grip in that position, I then began pumping into her again.

My blonde reporter instantly moaned again in delight, as I slid in and out of her pussy again, and then started to rock up and down on one foot, as we carried on fucking.

"Oh yeah! Oh yeah!" she then exclaimed happily, as her wet cunt plunged onto my stiff member, as it drove up inside of her.

We then keenly kept fucking like that, and as I pumped eagerly into her lovely moist hole some more, she groaned in pleasure again too, and continued to bounce on my cock.

"Oh yeah! Oh yeah!" she then groaned in delight, as our naked genitals smacked together, making wonderful squelching noises as they did, then Katherine said "Oh god! I can see now, why so many women have got pregnant by you!"

That made me really smile, and even if I didn't get Katherine pregnant, at least she definitely seem to enjoy the experience.

Anyway, I happily kept going, and vigorously pumped her pussy hard and fast again, sliding my dick swiftly into her to and fro, and as I did that, she moaned again in pleasure.

"Oh fuck yeah! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" she repeated in more delight, as I pounded into her excitedly.

Holding onto her right shoulder tighter, I drove my length rapidly up into her repeatedly, and as I pummelled her cunt again, she groaned louder in excitement.

"Oh fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" she cried out with my every thrust.

I excitedly slid in and out of her now, joyfully fucking Katherine as well as I could, eager to pass her little test and get her pregnant, and as I sunk into her pussy some more, I started to feel my excitement begin to build.

"Oh yeah! I'm getting there!" I then groaned in delight, as I kept pounding into her moist cunt.

That hot shaggy haired blonde moaned again in pleasure, and then asked "Are you close?"

"Not quite!" I replied back still thrusting into her.

"Then keep going! Keep going!" Katherine replied keenly back, before groaning again.

So I happily did as I was told, and as I kept sliding in and out of her pink wet hole, I moved my other hand up onto her other shoulder, and with both hands now holding her like that, I began rutting into her as hard and as fast as I could.

"Oh god! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!" Katherine then cried out in delight, as I rode her harder.

My firm dick pounded wildly into her, and I was riding her like I was a jockey in the championship race, coming down the final furlong to take the cup, and Katherine seem to be okay with that, as she continued to cry out in pleasure.

"Yes, fuck! Yes, fuck! Yes! Yes! Yes!" Katherine cried again, as I continued to fuck her without reprieve.

The tiled toilet room echoed with her cries of excitement, and I was pretty sure if anyone came to use the other rest rooms, they would hear us clearly, but neither of us seemed too worried about it, so we just kept going.

As I carried on smashing her little wet cunt, and she continued to cry out in delight, I felt my excitement build more, and knew I was going to last much longer, but I was certainly going to enjoy every second until then.

Still holding Katherine's shoulders, while she leant forward more with her one leg still up on the toilet, I continuously moved back and forth in her lovely moist pussy, while she continuously cried out in pleasure, and my own pleasure continued to rise rapidly.

My hard cock was battering her bald pink pussy, as I slid to and fro between her lips, and then, as I kept going, I felt my balls start to tighten, and my urge to cum begin to grow quickly.

"Oh shit! It's coming! It's coming!" I then exclaimed urgently, giving her one last chance to change her mind, if she wanted to.

"Oh fuck! Keep going! Keep going!" Katherine groaned heavily back, as her cries had become one long moan of delight.

I plunged into her some more, thrusting relentlessly into her cunt, and then, as I kept going, I felt my nuts churn, my excitement reach its peak, and with an excited cry, I then exploded deep inside of her.

"OH FUCK YEAH!" I cried out happily, as I began blowing my load deep into Katherine's wet unprotected pussy.

"YES! YES! YES!" cried the blonde journalist, as she felt me spurting my warm wet baby seed into her.

Holding her in place by the shoulders still, I unloaded dollop after big creamy dollop of cum, deep into her cunt, and as I filled her with my goo, she moaned and groaned in pleasure, clearly enjoying it.

For several glorious seconds, I drained myself into Katherine's lovely pussy, and she happily took every drop of my cum that I could give her, and then, when I couldn't shoot anymore, I sighed happily and relaxed.

Katherine then sighed happily too, and for a minute or more, we stayed like that, with my spent length deep in her cream filled pussy, as we recovered.

Then finally, I eased myself out of her, and then pulled up my jeans again, and as I did, Katherine dressed too, and soon we were ready to return to the table again.

Once we had, Katherine quickly scribble down some notes in her writing pad, before she and Alisha then decided it was time to leave, and after thanking me for the interview, and the test, the blonde haired journalist and her hot friend left.

Like usual it was a few weeks later before I heard anything, only this time it wasn't directly from Alisha, it was the piece Katherine had written for her newspaper column, and as I read it keenly, curious to see what she had written about me, a big smile came across my face.

Katherine had written a really nice piece, praising me for helping desperate women in their hour of need, and not charging a single penny for the help, and then just to top it off, there in hard print was the words I was waiting to see, and she could attest to that because, for the sake of journalistic integrity, she had tried it herself, and could now announce that she was indeed, definitely, pregnant!

The baby maker had done it again, and he had done it on his first attempt!

Well, I was over the moon now, it was out there and official, I was the baby maker, and I was dam good at what I did.

However, I hadn't counted on how this one single piece of journalism, would change my life forever, within hours everyone I knew was contacting me to either praise me for my sacrifice and hard work, or show concern I was impregnating women that I didn't have a relationship with.

Yes, that was a little worrying, I knew one day it might come back to bite me, but right then I was king of the hill, cock of the walk, and I was loving it.

Now, as I have already said, my new found fame would change my life, and this was quickly noticeable as people I didn't know, stared and pointed at me as I strolled down the street, took photos, or even asked for selfies with me.

Others just nodded and smiled as they passed me, while a few gave me unimpressed or even disapproving looks, but either way, people now knew who I was, which is why, what happened next, really shouldn't have been much of a surprise to me.

I had been out to the shops get a few bits, and as I returned to my flat, I found a rather strange odd looking young woman stood on my doorstep.

She was quite tall, about six foot and slim, and had a short black boyish haircut swept over to one side, and was wearing a short red burgundy bomber jacket, with turned up slim blue jeans and canvas red trainers, and on her neck and hands, she seem to have a lot of tattoos.

When she saw me approach, she quickly stood upright, as she had been leaning against my door, and then asked "Are you... the baby maker?"

"Um... yes. Yes, that's me." I replied nervously, not sure why she was asking.

"Great! I want to have a baby!" she then said eagerly.

I stared back at her a little stunned, she didn't really seem like the type who would want to get pregnant, but I was no expert, and if a woman of any sort wants a kid, why should I deny them that chance.

So, after a moment of awkward silence, I then replied "Okay. Sure. Well, give me your contact details, and we'll organise a time and a place, yeah?"

"No. Now. I want to get pregnant now!" she then said firmly, before she stepped closer and then said "Me and Eric you see, that's my boyfriend, have been trying for a while, but it's just not happening, and it's his birthday at the end of the month and I thought what the hell would be better gift than telling him, he's going to be a dad! So, will you, will you help me?"

She stared eagerly into my eyes, and I could see she was really keen to do this, so, I finally replied "Okay, sure, let's do it now."

"Oh thank you! Thank you! You have no idea what this means to me!" she then said with a sigh of relief.

"Okay." I replied back, as I fished my keys out of my pocket to open my front door.

"I'm Alex by the way." She then said, sounding a little cheerier and friendly now.

"Steve." I replied happily back, before she replied with a smile "Yeah, I know. I read the article, and realised, I had seen you a few times nearby. I live a few streets away from here."