=========================================================== T H E H O M E R V A R G A S S T O R Y A R C H I V E All stories in this archive are the property of the author. They may be downloaded and read by private citizens. They are not to be used by commercial web sites. Persons using this material on commercial sites will be vigorously pur- sued by the "hounds from hell," or my legal team, whichever is deemed necessary. These stories were written for adult entertainment and should not be accessed by children. =========================================================== Meanwhile, Back in Cutters Creek By Billy Breed billysbreed@yahoo.com and Homer Vargas vargas111@yahoo.com [This story stands alone, but it makes allusions to the Cutters Creek stories of Homer Vargas, Especially chapter 7. If you like this one, you may like the others and vice versa.] "Oh Johnny, Johnny! Faster, please, Johnny! I'm almost there!" John Finch grinned wickedly as he plowed even harder into the writhing young woman beneath him. Annie Lynn was a sight! Her 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. She 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 huge tits. 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 hadn't been wearing anything but a smile under that hose coat. John ate nothing for lunch that day but Annie Lynn's soft wet pussy. The girl had lain back and let his 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 lose his 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, in the last few days she had been warming up to him, 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 Johnson, 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 Tim Johnson. Suzie had all the boys on her son's football team on some kind of rotating schedule to come and score with her. Like Suzie, May never screamed with her husband, 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 real close!" Freddie croaked in a husky, breathless tone. May drove her 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 Freddie's 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 loved 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 cock pounding her pussy. Thanks to contraception, she could let the boy fuck her silly every day, even this week. Her period had been just a couple of weeks ago, not long after Freddie came to her door selling magazines and spent the afternoon turning May's world upside down. And sex this week, especially today, had been 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 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 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. 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 huge. How Jill envied those tits; all the boys in school stared at the girls with big tits. Hers had grown from an A to a C since she moved here, 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. 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 Reiley?" Sara Reiley was her 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. 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," he said to Jill under his breath. Then he began shoving his massive cock inside Jill, inch after delightful inch stretching her wider and wider. When she felt his massive balls slap against her ass, Jill's world exploded in a massive orgasm. "Some very fertile women 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. The more she orgasms the more easily she'll be impregnated, so take your time, boys, 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 a delighted yell. As she came down Mr. Jackson casually asked, "I'm about to pump your cute little cunny full of my babyjuice and 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 in her. It was sooo good, but then it would be. This was the day the minister had marked on her calendar, the day she would get the outlander to plant a young one 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. The Reverend Daniels had sat her down and explained that people like John and May Finch didn't understand how they did things 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. 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 of it as she would have liked. Lunchtime sex 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 the talented boy 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, 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 was the luckiest twelve-year 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 give babies to the 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 tits 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 BREASTS - or his insatiable older sister, Annie Lynn. But the Reverend had explained that outside women had strange notions about limiting how often they had sex. May Finch lost that notion soon enough the first time he made her come four times on his cock before shooting her full of semen. Even stranger, few wanted more than one or two children! Rev, Daniels said they thought that by taking a little white pill every day they could thwart the Spirit's command to be fruitful. It was just as well May believed that, as she didn't bother insisting he use condoms. Rev Daniels had explained it to the Fructifiers, the Church's boys' group, before they began their mission. The same ingredients in the water that made women's breasts grow, cinched their waist and widened their hips, also counteracted the contraceptives. But Freddie hadn't wanted to wait in May's case anyway; one time while the just-fucked wife was in an orgasmic daze, he had switched her pills for some look-alike ones the Reverend gave him. The Reverend said it was necessary to acquaint these wives of the workers with the blessings of the Spirit, and had chosen a few of the better-built Fructifiers to be Instruments of Benediction. He'd said that they should be especially careful to show the women the "Blessing of the Spirit" when they were 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 today, 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. He knew even before his hands were lifting its hem, she wouldn't have on panties. Freddie didn't really care what May had on, he was just going to pull it all off and fuck her silly, anyway. But if it made HER feel sexier, he was all for it. The delirious housewife was moaning and gasping again. Fred recognized the signs of the Spirit's 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, Freddie, Baby. Oh Baby, yessss." May was babbling. Doing the spirit's work was so satisfying, Fred thought as his thick cock swelled and spat glob after glob of hot, potent sperm deep into the spasming fertile pussy of the beautiful older woman. ***** Even after his orgasm Ron Jackson kept moving inside the Finch girl. She was spasming and howling like no other girl he had ever initiated. It felt so good, he wondered if she might be special somehow? Anyway, 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. There wasn't a girl in the class who wasn't on her back or bent over the furniture 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 begged him to make a baby in her. 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 way they 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 they'd start to see some swelling bellies. ***** 6 months later John walked through the door and gave May a big kiss on the cheek and patted her tight belly. "Is that Ron Jackson'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 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 three times this morning, and I know they do it at school, I though she'd be satisfied." "And why would you think that, John Finch?" May grinned. "Her mother certainly isn't satisfied so easily!" John could scarcely remember the sexually reserved woman who had moved to Cutters Creek with him. She'd become eager for sex even before she got pregnant. Now she wanted it several times a day and didn't care who heard her enjoying it. John made a lustful lunge at his teasing wife but she swung her 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 to widen and her waist to shrink. She started to look like a sex goddess and act like one too. After years of marriage, she had finally started dressing in the short skirts John had always wanted her to wear and to chose blouses that showed off her developing rack. Many times when he arrived from work he found her without panties and already wet with anticipation. And she'd become was a hellcat in bed. He didn't know where she had learned to fuck in so many different positions and he didn't care! If his ardor failed after several fucks, her clever tongue and mouth could revive him and if he accidentally came in her mouth, she drank it like cream. Best of all, one night she stopped him as he was putting on a rubber and told him she had decided it was time to start on the larger family he 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 Johnson next door. Most of the wives of his friends from the construction company had left Cutters Creek with a reminder of the little town in their wombs when the construction project was finished. But May was special. Those proud new breasts exploded and John was already suckling the warm milk from them so she could "practice" nursing their baby. May's belly 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 come over and over on her husband's tongue both before he fucked her and afterward as he kissed away her own spend and the excess semen that he had pumped into her. "Ron Jackson knows how to show his gratitude to a woman who is giving 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 he intends to keep her 'in practice' while she's pregnant." May was proud her daughter took after her, able to bear more than one baby at a time and she was very 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 in with Ron and his other women, 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, 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. Lord knows she couldn't. Thankfully, Freddie hadn't stopped visiting her in the afternoons when she got pregnant. John groaned and ground his hips against his wife's crotch, "But baby I didn't even get to visit Annie Lynn at lunch today. I was busy gathering supplies for the new rooms." May supposed John deserved some compensation for foregoing his usual 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 before she could produce 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 leave the construction company 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 with out Freddie to 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 filling her belly so sexily. Of course May didn'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 lover's 12 year old brother who had made his wife's tummy swell. May really hoped that the next one would be John's, though the Reverend had said something about making a special dedication of one baby to the Church. Well there was always number three or four. Smiling, May dropped a hand to her husband's crotch and ran her fingers up the bulge in his pants. She was horny though she was still full of Freddie's cum. That didn't worry her. John was in such a rut he wouldn't notice. "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