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Birther who waits until she's gone into active labor to tell her partner that she knows about their birth fetish and lets them explore every inch of her body while she labors and pushes. (Bonus points for sitting on partner's chest and/or face.)
ooooh, yes.
in the midst of a contraction, she leans against her partner, arms wrapped around their shoulders as she sways her hips, exhaling softly against their neck as she breathes her way through it. her moans are gentle and delicate, clearly born more from pleasure than pain, and she can feel the way their body tenses and shifts in response, their breath hitching in their throat. as the pain comes to an end, she takes hold of their hand and slides it down the curve of her belly, licking along the shell of their ear as she breathes out "you enjoy this, dont you? seeing me all filled up? working so hard to birth your baby?" she guides their hand down even further, letting them cup her cunt as they groan in response. "you make me so wet, baby," she murmurs, humming with satisfaction as they slide their fingers over her folds, gathering up the slick thats collected there. "you filled me so well. mm, I can't wait to push this baby out."
"cant wait to watch you," they groan, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. "get on the bed for me, sweetheart. if we're going to do this, we're going to do it right. I want to see what a good girl you really are."
she manages to straddle them just right when she finally feels the urge to push—she bears her weight on their thighs, spreading her legs to settle one foot on either side of their chest and leaning back to lift her hips, giving them a clear view of her slick cunt, glistening with cum and arousal and drops of amniotic fluid.
"god, you're so fucking sexy," they groan, eyes lighting up with desire as they watch her inhale deeply and force her chin to her chest, bearing down hard as a tight band of pressure grips her womb. "just look at you, baby. such a good girl. that pretty little cunt is opening so wide."
"it's so big," she gasps, dizzy with the exertion of pushing and the experience of feeling the baby's head grinding against her inner walls. it slides against her sweet spots as it moves through the birth canal, causing her to whimper sweetly as she brings one hand down to spread the lips of her cunt open. there's a bulge forming there, but nothing more to be seen. but the feeling of it—the weight, the heft, the pressure. "feels like having you inside of me. mmm, it's stretching me so much." her hand continues to support her bulging sex as she takes a breath and pushes again, and her partner watches hungrily as she slides the pads of her fingers over her spreading folds. "fuckkk. feels so good."
"looks so good. all I want to do is get my mouth on that pretty pussy. use my tongue to get you all spread open. you look so fucking sexy pushing for me, baby."
"k-knew you would like it," she pants, flashing a sly smile. if she had known the effect it would have on both of them, if she'd known this primal act could be so sexually charged and so erotic, perhaps they would have been in this situation much sooner. "ooooh, here comes the head. mm, I can feel it." she squeezes her eyes shut as she strains, face flushed and sweaty as fluid drips from her hole and spills onto her partners chest. they groan in delight, arousal coursing through their body as they watch her once tightly furled slit begin to open. the bulge of the head has her outer labia pressed against her thighs, and all they want to do is lean in and eat her out. as soon as the baby is born, they think.
"t-tell me it's coming," she gasps. "you must be able to... hooo, fuck. mmph, c-cant you see it?"
"not yet, baby," they say gently. "but you're so close."
"I think y-you might be the one that's close."
they laugh as they lean up to kiss her, eagerly swallowing down her soft little whines and whimpers as she pushes into her hand. fluid continues to leak from her gaping hole, all a mix of sex and birth, and with a particularly strong push, the head slips free from the tight band of her cervix, dropping down into her cunt.
"oh, good girl. you're doing so well, baby. I know it hurts, I know. I want you to make as much sound as you need, I want you to scream it out if you can, but you've got it to take it slow, remember? easy and slow. you hold that baby right there—let it stretch you, let it open that pussy up."
she grits her teeth, toes curling with effort as she struggles to move the massive head down. her folds have opened into a yawning sort of 'O' shape, giving small glimpses of the head sliding down and then back up. when her current contraction ends, she exhales shakily, vocalializing as loudly as she can as she supports her sex. "scream it out, hm? do you want me to tell you how much it burns? how I can feel it forcing me open?" her mask slips for a second as she starts to bear down, tears stinging her eyes as she begins to feel the ring of fire. "its... hnnng, no exaggeration." the head sits at a half crown, her lips stretched tightly over the width of it. "god, it burns! it stings so ba-aaaaad!"
her partner squirms as they watch her push, so overcome with a desire to have her. "youre such a good birther for me, love. I knew that you would be." they reach up and grab her knees, pulling them farther apart when the mounting stinging between her legs makes her cry and try to close them. "I knew it would be hot, but not like this. all your little sounds. the way you grunt when you push. how you moan as you feel that head come down—and it is so fucking close, sweetheart. just a few more pushes and it'll be out. 'course then you'll have to push out those big shoulders, but I know you can do it. I know you can stretch for me."
her hair falls over her shoulder as her head falls back, fingers working at her clit as she pushes. her sounds begin to escalate, turning into louder, deeper, and more primal sounding roars and screams. but frustratingly, the head stays as it was—half in, half out, and not moving at all. "get it out of me," she cries, thighs trembling from effort. she slumps forward a bit, and her partner almost cums right then and there when he feels the crowning head slide along their lower abdomen. fuck. big is definitely a kind word to describe it. its absolutely massive. her vaginal lips are bloodless, stretched so thin and tight over the skull. they can feel the warmth; feel how wet she is. feels how she continues to struggle to push it down and out of her battered cunt; feels how unrelenting the tissue is. "cant... cant get it to move."
"feels good though, hm?" they smile smugly when she frantically nods her head. "I dont want you to stop pushing for me, but keep playing with your clit. you're doing so—oh, holy shit! oh, baby! god you're doing it. that's it!" their hands slide under her ass to support her as she rocks her hips forward and screams, shoving the rest of the head out in a gush of fluid that pools between them. the head flops down against her partner's chest, and the lips of her cunt clamp down roughly around the neck as her body shakes and trembles. they knew the dazed and blissful expression on her face well—she had cum their baby into the world. she'd gotten off on getting them off. "jesus. holy fuck, baby." they lean up and kiss her again, eyes dark and filled with lust as they take in the sight in front of them. "youre incredible."
"g-good?" she asks, staring down at the head between her thighs. "I wanted... mmmhm, w-wanted you to like it. wanted it to be good for you. ooooh." she exhales, wincing as her belly begins to tighten again. "I can feel the shoulders coming down."
"push when you're ready, baby. push down hard for me. can't wait to see you pop right on my chest. spread your legs; no, like- little more— oh, there you go. thaaaaats it. what a fucking amazing view. such a good girl for me."
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They’re so heavy when they’re full 😩
NICE TITS! 😍🤤👅
Mmmmm that waddle!
Do you even remember the old you? The one that would get anxious and stir-crazy every month, who would like clockwork feel an existential crisis that always seemed to start right around ovulation time? The one that hated that soft little pudge around her midsection that never seemed to go away no matter how dieting or running she did?
For the past 8 months you've gotten to be a different version of yourself: a calmer, happier, fulfilled version. Each and every day over the past months you've woken up in a body that feels complete, that feels optimized, with the gentle fullness that you now constantly experience a wonderful replacement for the years of gnawing, empty uncertainty that used to radiate from your empty womb.
This version of you isn't just at home in her new body, she revels in it. At last you understand the purpose and the beauty of being big, and the awareness that yes with each passing moment you are still growing, filling you with both pride and deep arousal. Each morning you wake up and stare at your naked, pregnant form in the mirror, your eyes trying to capture just how much more womanly you've become even since you went to bed. And as big as you are now, your nipples twinge at the thought that you still have at least another 30 days to become larger.
However, there is a problem on the horizon. In 30 days (or less!), you give birth, and the old you comes back. Your cycle restarts, you start ovulating again, and this time the ache will be even more profound because now you now precisely how wonderful it feels to be bred and full of growing life. Even now, among all the wonderfully warm fullness, you're flashing ahead to the return of that horrible, gnawing emptiness. Now you understand why so many women get pregnant again right away after giving birth, and when your husband is busy fondling your clit with one hand and your swollen bump with the other, you're fantasizing about him breeding you with baby #2.
Will you give into that temptation? Will you look into surrogacy? Will you do the responsible thing and wait even just a few months? You still have a few weeks left to decide, but each time you catch a glimpse of your belly in the mirror--how natural it looks on you, who right it feels to have--you feel your resolve weakening just a little bit more.
i swear to god a man rubbing his woman’s pregnant belly is THE hottest thing
a man touching my belly like this plis
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