It is the end of this nine months and two weeks journey for you and me beauty, your pregnancy advanced without a problem and you found yourself enjoying what I gave you that day, you took weekly pictures of your pregnancy and showed them to me, every time saying something about it.
“I love how big my belly is getting”
“You like this lingerie?”
“Milk came, you’ll taste it soon”
And so on, you were grateful and happy for your pregnancy, every time you saw yourself on a mirror you lifted your shirt to see your growing baby bump, carrying twins looked damn good on you.
When milk came you got curious and played with your breasts, drops of that delicious nectar dropping from your nipples.
You felt them move for the first time, and as the weeks passed by you clearly noticed them growing more active and stronger, each kick, shift or sudden movement, you could feel them and it reminded you that they’re my strong twins you were proudly carrying.
We had times together, to fuck, catch up, and for me to admire what I did, your pregnancy turned me on always, so we just as intended ended up in bed having sex, different positions and sometimes basic stuff was enough to send you to orgasm, pregnancy hormones were flooding your body.
You unexpectedly went overdue with my twins, no problem in the buns baking a bit more, you wanted a home birth and I was called when the time came, when your contractions got shorter and your water broke, when we were alone, no thirds like you wanted, we took off our clothes and while we could, had a bit more fun, each contraction milked me for all I had, it was such an experience for both!
Finally, once your labor really kicked in, and you stated to feel the first big baby slowly make its way down your birth canal, you preferred to stay naked, natural, and let it be a constant reminder for you, that I made that, and now you’re at the end…
With each contraction you moaned, panted and grunted, they were strong but you pulled through, good girl~
You naturally spread your legs on your own, held my hand for comfort, and so just as I got you pregnant all those weeks ago, in the same bed, same position, you now were finishing things like they started, each contraction made you push with my guidance, telling you when to push.
After many contractions you felt the first big baby about to make its way out, your pussy bulged and stretched beautifully as the head of my big baby started to come, like you wanted I made my way to between your legs to be the one to receive them, I saw with joy seeing you push and see your pussy stretch for the first baby, you kept pushing between grunts and then
With a strong push the baby’s head pops out, along with a gush of birthing fluid, I grabbed your hand once the contraction was over, driving it to the crowning baby, telling you to feel what I made, that you and your husband will be taking care of these babies I made, you smiled and went back to pushing, my hands rested on the baby’s head to catch him, you bravely did all the work on your own, and so with a last strong push, the big head is out, then it’s wide shoulders quickly stretch you and the baby comes out with a rush of fluid, you can rest for a while, I wrapped the baby, it’s a big baby, I’m surprised and happy you pushed this out on your own, like the pretty strong mom you are.
I place the baby on your chest for skin to skin contact, rest for now and meet my baby, I should send your husband a picture when you were crowning…maybe later, you still have one more big baby to bring to the world.