Breeding the Help Ch. 04

Knowing that my big bestial dick had impregnated her and now would urge her to give birth sent an electric charge through my entire body and sent me into a sexual frenzy. It was deeply animalistic, the urge to breed Maria to term, to complete her transformation into a mother.

My hard dick pushed against Maria's sopping cunt as she rocked her hips back against me, my head forcefully stretching apart her hairy slit. She let out a long, husky whine that inflamed my lust for her even more. I pushed in, groaning at the intense ecstasy of her heavily pregnant Asian pussy. My mare was so deliciously, beautifully, utterly fucking sexy as her walls closed around me, a perfect fit around my huge hardness after 8 months of both savage rutting and tender lovemaking. Tonight I let loose as I bottomed out against her cervix, railing her harder and harder, the two of us loud and feral in our fucking. Maria's fingers clawed the bedding as she grunted, her pendulous tits dangling under her, splashing milk all over the bed as they swung wildly. Her massive belly dragged on the mattress and bounced against her thighs with every powerful thrust. I lost myself in a fog of pleasure and lust, fucking Maria like she was a she-beast, my hips clapping into her ass as my balls slapped against her hairy cunt. I held onto Maria's wide, womanly hips, pushing deeper and deeper with my spearing cock. She was wailing in pleasure and my mouth was slack as I luxuriated in my animal purpose.

I don't know how long we fucked or how many times I came in her. It was all just a feverish, delirious haze. We were drenched in sweat, the light from the candles burning low when I was panting against Maria, draped over her like a dog knotted to a bitch, my hips still thrusting as I began to harden again. As I rose back up and rolled my head back, I saw that our door was ajar.

The...hell?

My sister-in-law was standing in the shadow of the hall in a loose Jack Skellington shirt that barely covered her thighs and tight little white briefs that were almost transparent with moisture, her dark almond-shaped eyes fixed on us. Joy's tight, skinny teenage body was trembling as she stared in wonder at us fucking, dyed hair draped over the side of her face as she breathed deeply. She had a hand jammed into her panties, masturbating furiously to her sister and me. I watched transfixed as Joy's fingers pushed in and out of her young cunt in time with our movements, her mouth hanging open as she whimpered, watching my big white cock as it pounded into her sister's hairy, pregnant pussy.

I was in too deep a state of lust to stop fucking Maria, who was oblivious, completely absorbed in her own pleasure, moaning cries and grunts breaking through her bit lip, head bowed. Instead, I just locked eyes with Joy's, my own lidded with lust as I rutted her sister like the broodmare she was.

The little interloping teen's eyes went wide with lust and fear as she realized that I'd seen her there, but the spell still wasn't broken somehow. As I watched Joy, I gave an extra push of my hips, and Maria squealed out in pleasure as I sped up, gripping her hips to hammer into her slick, rippling cunt.

"Unh...Joy's...nngh...watching us..." I leaned over to grunt near Maria's ear, her head a tangle of jet black hair matted to her face. Maria's eyes opened halfway as she gazed languidly at the doorway, and a smirk of uncaring bliss crossed her face. I felt Maria's pussy grip down around me and heard her groan out in lustful delight, knowing that she and I shared the same filthy, perverted desire in that twisted, hedonistic moment -- for Joy to join us.

My wife was shaking with an orgasm as we continued to rut like wild beasts in front of her teenage sibling. Joy's young Filipina body was trembling as she got off on her stud of a foreign brother-in-law fucking her pregnant sister like a she-animal, unable to look away, knowing that we knew she was watching. I'd never been harder in my life, swelling even larger inside Maria as I rutted her with ravening, utterly depraved abandon. As my mare came and her walls clenched and squirted around me, my head began to swim. My strokes intensified, harder and faster and deeper as my eyes rolled back. Maria was shuddering with another orgasm, her belly heaving under her as she cried out for me to cum. I roared as I finally came, harder than I ever had in my life, feeling a jolt of ecstasy that coursed through my veins as my cock swelled inside Maria and erupted in a torrent of seed, spurting rope after thick white rope of hot cum into my pregnant Pinay's womb.

Joy hissed through her teeth with lust, her almond eyes glazing over as she watched her pregnant sister get pumped with another massive load that spurted out from around the ring of her brown pussy, knees almost giving way as she came, hard. I collapsed over Maria, panting, and she looked back over her shoulder with a lazy, slutty smile as her teen sister lingered for a moment in the hall. Joy disappeared with a shuffle and the door shut, her footsteps padding back to her room.

I don't know how long we remained there, my seed pooling underneath Maria and my muscled young body covering her dominantly, my face in her matted black hair as she let out soft little coos of pleasure.

But before I could ask Maria about Joy, I could feel her belly contract under my palm, drawing out a powerful, racing orgasm from my mare that seemed almost painful. But then there was another one, and another, and I felt a heavy gush of steaming fluid drench my pelvis and thighs, way more than there should have been. I pulled out to see what was happening, and the two of us just stared for a second in shock at the clear liquid gushing down from the swollen Filipina's well-bred pussy onto the soaked bedsheets.

"Oh shit..." Maria winced with eyes bulging, hands cradling her quaking belly. "It work...babies

coming nowwww OW...CARL!!"

****

The next several hours were a flurry of action. I helped clean Maria up and change our sheets. I raced down the hall and banged on Joy's door in my shorts to get her to call the midwife -- any sexual tension or attraction was forgotten in the craziness of labor. Soon I was sitting at the bedside while my wife lay back, sweating heavily on our mattress, a hellcat who was lashing out at everyone in her agony. Overheating, she'd thrown off the sheet covering her upper body, leaving her raw and naked as she prepared to give birth. Maria's legs spread and knees were bent, hairy cunt gaping. Her beautiful brown almond-shaped eyes were squeezed shut, black hair plastered to her forehead with perspiration, teeth clenched, her tits pushed, milk running down them as she cried out in pain. Her huge globe of a pregnant belly was dripping with sweat, glistening in the low light. My mare was like an animal giving birth, feral and thrashing, belly trembling. With each contraction, her cunt dilated a little bit more to stretch even wider.

The midwife, an older Filipina wearing a plain brown dress and surgical mask prepared a basin, medical implements, and other items on a bedside table. Her gray hair was pulled back into a bun and she had a serious expression behind a pair of glasses, though her eyes were kind. Maria gnashed her teeth and gave out the occasional scream of agony while I held her hand tightly and stroked her hair, giving her encouragement. Joy stood in her pajamas with an awed, fascinated look as Maria was examined before the midwife shooed her out of the room. The two of us remained together as she sweated and groaned, her little hand tightening on my palm in waves, my heart thudding in my ears as she bared her teeth and bit down.

The midwife gave me an impassive look as Maria writhed and her lithe body shuddered again as another powerful contraction surged through her. My wife let out a long, pained wail as it happened, gripping down with all her might and crushing what felt like all the bones in my hand. The older Filipina fed Maria instructions in calm, firm, flowing Tagalog.

"Huminga. Huminga. Halos oras na para itulak ngayon, parating na sila."

I don't know if it was all the sex we'd had, or if my big dick had permanently widened Maria's otherwise small Asian pussy, but the birth was relatively quick. It was only a few hours until she was fully dilated and the midwife commanded her to push. Maria threw her head back and cried out into the night in a primal scream, gripping the sides of her mattress to push as I supported her back, belly rippling and shaking as her cunt split open and the first of our offspring crowned, her furry pussy lips peeling back as she gave birth to our boy, David. Maria snarled and strained again, and soon after the second twin, our girl, pushed out of her. Reyna.

My wife's cries turned into gasps of relief as the midwife took the twins, one after the other. We both sobbed in joy as they arrived with little squalls, the products of our love and lust -- but mostly love. We hugged each other tight and I kissed Maria deeply -- she'd been through so much. After I cut the cords, held both twins in my arms. They were beautiful -- tiny, pink little creatures that stared up at me with dark, newborn eyes, a perfect mix of Maria and me. I gazed down at them with love and pride, whispering to each that I was their father and would always love and take care of them. When I was done, I placed both of them on their mother's breasts to nurse.

****

The following days and weeks were a blur. My new mother-in-law helped a lot, and even Joy pitched in before she had to return to Angeles City. Part of me regretted not inviting my horny teenage slut of a sister-in-law into our bed that night, but it was probably for the best -- life was already complicated enough.

Yeah, it definitely wasn't the easy, unending marathon of sex anymore, but I rolled with it. Maria was healing, and nursing David and Reyna while caring for them was all-consuming. I knew it'd be awhile before we could make love again, but I'd prepared myself for that. I did as much as I could, with changing diapers, putting them down for sleep, comforting them, and making sure my wife was taken care of and resting.

Maria took to motherhood like it was the most natural thing in the world. The way she cared for the twins was just amazing. I don't think I'd ever been prouder of another human being. I had a deep, deep respect for Maria, who was way stronger than I'd ever imagined. In the quiet moments, the two of us lovingly watched our babies as they nursed, suckling at Maria's hanging breasts while they rested on her rapidly shrinking belly. The three of them were like a painting as my tired, but happy wife lay there with her eyes closed in repose, a soft, maternal smile on her lips. Our newborn twins curled against her with their little fingers pressed into the flesh of her big breasts as they took turns drinking her milk. No matter the sleepless nights or the crying, or the shitty diapers, I was committed to her and to them. They were my family now. My entire world.

None of us wanted to think about the painful reality that I'd be leaving for Princeton at the end of August.

A month after the birth of our twins, the house was finally quiet for a moment. Our son and daughter were asleep in the other room in their cribs. I took a hot shower, letting the water soak into my back muscles, sore from all the new activities I was getting used to as a teenage dad. I had the curtain pulled back to let the steam out of the room and had just begun to scrub myself clean when I saw movement out of the corner of my eye. I turned to see Maria standing in the doorway of our bathroom, naked and ready to bathe.

She had mostly gotten her svelte, toned abdomen back from all the breastfeeding and hard work postpartum; her teats were still huge though. They looked even larger and fatter than before her pregnancy, her milk-engorged areolae dark brown and almost the size of silver dollars, nipples leaking, slowly dribbling down the upturned globes of her breasts in rivulets of white. Her broodmare teats would probably never truly leave her, I realized -- a reminder of the fertility I'd bred into her, the pregnancy that she had willingly sacrificed her body to undergo for my pleasure and hers, the constant wetness of her pussy, the constant pressure in her big full udders, always swollen, always heavy, fat, stiff nipples constantly aching to be suckled. It turned me on so hard to know that Maria would forever bear a sexual mark from our breeding; that I was the one to make her like this. She looked at me, a sweet but sexual, knowing expression on her face. I loved how beautiful Maria was, how she still drove me wild even after all the hardship she'd gone through for me and our kids.

"Hey," I smiled at her as she joined me in the shower.

"Hello." Maria smiled back, turning so that I could wash her. She looked up into the stream, wetting her long dark hair, a loving expression on her face. After a long day caring for our newborns, we took a moment to just stand there together, my arms around her as the water soaked our bodies. Maria turned her head, leaning back against me, kissing me as the steam filled the bathroom.

She took my hands in hers to place them on her pendulous tits, pressing them down into her taut brown flesh. I squeezed and she let out a gasp of pleasure and relief, eyes closing as I leaned down to suckle her creamy white mother's milk, drinking from her while she writhed in the hot spray against me.

I helped wash Maria, starting with her dark, beautiful hair, gently massaging her scalp with her shampoo. It was so good to feel the closeness between us after the exhaustion of caring for our newborns. When her hair was done, I moved on to the rest of her gorgeous body. I worked the curve of her lithe, feminine back down to her firm little ass. As I went lower, I soaped and teased her pussy, finally shaved and trimmed back into its pre-pregnancy neatness, a sexy, thick womanly tuft. Maria's sex was still a little loose and I was gentle. The heat of her Asian pussy as my fingers teased her hairy slit made my dick instantly rock-hard as I felt it throb between her cheeks, rubbing her cunt. I slowly masturbated my wife as I ran the loofah over her shoulders, under the supple swell of her tits, her stomach, and finally between her thighs as I made her cum with my other hand, enjoying the sight of her petite little Filipina body shuddering.

"The last time I did this was when you were a pregnant little maid," I teased, kissing her cheek as she ground back against me, feeling the length of my hard shaft against her ass. Maria giggled, letting me stroke and pet her as her hands closed around her aching breasts as I pleasured her.

When we got out of the shower, I dried her off, gently and lovingly massaging her tits and her hairy little Filipina pussy, squeezing the moisture from her wet hair as we kissed again and again. When we were done, I dried myself, and as I tossed the towel to the side, Maria gazed up at me with a coy expression and an upturned smile, biting her lip, one breast still leaking a trail of milk.

My mare cupped her udder and lifted the dripping nipple to her lips, suckling herself all while watching me with those dark, wanton almond eyes. It was a come hither that had me absolutely entranced. The way her cheeks hollowed as she drank her own milk so lewdly made my cock jump with desire. My woman broke from her milk with a pop to take a sensual breath before sucking the engorged, leaking teat into her mouth again, those hot, pillowy lips pressed into the brown of her areola. When she was done, Maria gave her thick, hardened nipple a lascivious lap of her tongue before slowly letting it come down with a bounce. My mare wiped her milk from the corner of her parted mouth to give me a panting, salacious look.

"Mmm...Carl...I want be pregnant again," she said huskily, sliding her hands over her flat stomach and empty womb. My mouth parted in surprise and pleasure, and my cock grew to its full, iron-hard length in response. Maria looked down with lust-filled, hooded eyes, then took my hand in hers and pressed my palm against her hot little Filipina pussy, parting the dark lips that led to her cunt with a little moan. She pressed down around my hand and my fingers slid into her, probing, invading.

"I want you to make me pregnant, husband," she added with a grin, looking up at me with lidded, smoky eyes as my fingers played inside her hot wet cunt and she rolled her hips into them. I kissed Maria hungrily, knowing what I was in for. She gripped my cock just below the head and gave me a tug as she started stalking purposefully out into the hall. Grinning, I allowed myself to be led down the hallway, watching my mare's perfect hips and ass sway as she pulled me into our bedroom to start breeding.

****

We had the perfect life like that, blissful days slipping away like precious grains of sand. Maria and I were sitting in the shade down by the beach, watching the waves while David and Reyna slept like little angels in the bassinet next to us.

"I don't want to leave," I said, feeling a wave of emotion wash over me. "I don't want to go back."

Maria looked at me with a teary smile, her hand sliding over mine comfortingly. "It okay...we have so much now," she said, voice quietly cracking. "It going to be hard for us, but I love you, Carl, I always going to be waiting for you here when you come home." I could hear in her voice how much it was going to hurt us both when I finally left for New Jersey at the end of the week. Even now, the thought of separation was agonizing.

I wiped my eyes and tried to look strong for her, but inside I was dying.

"I'm going to do the best I can in school, Maria...for the both of us, I swear I'll come home for as long as I can every holiday." My wife nodded, tears sliding down her cheeks as we hugged each other tightly. "And either I'll get you all over to America or I'll just come back here, permanently. A-and I'll send money every month, soon as I get it, Western Union like we talked about."

She smiled up at me, stroking my face. "Maybe I start a restaurant, like you say. Try to get some dumb puti tourist come here, hm?"

I grinned and pulled Maria into my lap, rocking her back and forth. "You can do anything you set your mind to, baby. I'm happy as long as we're together and get to have sex all the time."

Maria gave me that same hopeless, loving look at that I'd come to adore.

"I'll call you every night, on that cell I got you," I promised desperately. Maria snorted through her tears at that, but I was completely serious. I loved this girl with everything I had -- my wife, the mother of my twins, and, judging by how things had been going, probably the mother of a third. I would never stop trying to give her more kids, as many as she wanted.

We kissed deeply, passionately, with love that had somehow thrived in a world that was so bittersweet. The sea looked like a painting with its calm water, the clouds looked like soft cotton candy in the sky, the breeze cool and pleasant, and the warm sun caressed our bodies as we savored the present and tried to stave off the future.

It was the most painful thing in the world for me to say goodbye to Maria and our children, even though I knew this was the best way I could do right by them. We both cried as I boarded a jeepney to Butuan where I'd get a car to Davao. I tried to sear the memory of her face, her smell, her touch into my mind, to last until the winter break. To hold David and Reyna one more time.

One last embrace, one last kiss, before I watched her stand at the edge of the village, holding our twins in her arms, looking devastated but resolute. I wept quietly in the car, my heart aching in a way that I never would have believed was possible. As the hours took me farther and farther away from them, I sat there numbly, holding my wedding band tight for comfort, still not fully used to the feeling of wearing it. There was nothing left to do for the long journey back but put on the Walkman headset and listen to our special song.