Feeling like a fertility sex Goddess
The baby had dropped. Looking at yourself fully naked in the bathroom mirror , it confirmed what you felt. Your large globe of a belly had dropped down and was now riding low and almost off of your expanded hips. You grabbed the coconut oil and started to apply it to all of the places that ached and itched as your skin became tighter. Over the last 8 months, it seemed like the pregnancy had totally dominated your body. Your once big and perky breasts now felt huge and heavy, resting on your belly whenever you sat down. Your nipples which had once been a delicate light pink had darkened to a deep shade of brown and your areolas had grown large to ready themselves for breast feeding. Somedays the pressure in them truly ached as they grew and filled with milk. Your nipples now hyper sensitive to even the softest of fabrics.
Your thighs had thickened and your ass had grown larger to accommodate the extra girth you were carrying. Your hips, which you once bragged were “perfect breeding hips” were being put to the test as they grew wider and wider to carry the weight of the baby. And your belly. It was almost comically big now, or so you thought, and it started to annoy you the amount of times strangers asked if you were having twins. “No, just one awful big boy” you would always reply with a smile but on the inside you were worried you were too big. The skin of your belly was pulled tight and taut and stretch marks had grown along your underbelly and sides. Looking at yourself now, you felt like some fertility Mother Earth statue brought to life. Big, swollen, heavy, cumbersome, engorged…. all these words and more repeated in your head. For a moment, it felt like tears might well up but you pushed past them and instead decided to focus on what you did enjoy.
The excitement of a baby and getting ready for him. The perks of eating all the things you wanted but usually denied yourself, the sex…… you rubbed the oil on your lower belly in a slow circular motion before driving your fingers downward. Down and through the unruly thatch of hair you had grown since you could no longer shave and slightly teased yourself. Your lips felt full and heavy between your fingers as you slowly parted them, already feeling the wet heat already coming off your swollen sex. Pregnancy had been hard and long but this was one of the bright spots. How wet you felt constantly. The aching desire between your legs. A hunger you needed satisfied as the hormones ran wildly through your pregnant body. A slight but deep moan escaped you as you angled your arm around your belly and drove two of your fingers deep within yourself. You caught another glimpse of your reflection and thought “I am a fertility figure. I’m a sex goddess.” You smiled slyly to yourself as your fingers began to work on your soft and puffy walls…… You were so caught up in the moment you didn’t even see me enter the bathroom.
Growing hard at the sight of the mother of my child playing with herself.
Feeling like a fertility sex Goddess
The baby had dropped. Looking at yourself fully naked in the bathroom mirror , it confirmed what you felt. Your large globe of a belly had dropped down and was now riding low and almost off of your expanded hips. You grabbed the coconut oil and started to apply it to all of the places that ached and itched as your skin became tighter. Over the last 8 months, it seemed like the pregnancy had totally dominated your body. Your once big and perky breasts now felt huge and heavy, resting on your belly whenever you sat down. Your nipples which had once been a delicate light pink had darkened to a deep shade of brown and your areolas had grown large to ready themselves for breast feeding. Somedays the pressure in them truly ached as they grew and filled with milk. Your nipples now hyper sensitive to even the softest of fabrics.
Your thighs had thickened and your ass had grown larger to accommodate the extra girth you were carrying. Your hips, which you once bragged were “perfect breeding hips” were being put to the test as they grew wider and wider to carry the weight of the baby. And your belly. It was almost comically big now, or so you thought, and it started to annoy you the amount of times strangers asked if you were having twins. “No, just one awful big boy” you would always reply with a smile but on the inside you were worried you were too big. The skin of your belly was pulled tight and taut and stretch marks had grown along your underbelly and sides. Looking at yourself now, you felt like some fertility Mother Earth statue brought to life. Big, swollen, heavy, cumbersome, engorged…. all these words and more repeated in your head. For a moment, it felt like tears might well up but you pushed past them and instead decided to focus on what you did enjoy.
The excitement of a baby and getting ready for him. The perks of eating all the things you wanted but usually denied yourself, the sex…… you rubbed the oil on your lower belly in a slow circular motion before driving your fingers downward. Down and through the unruly thatch of hair you had grown since you could no longer shave and slightly teased yourself. Your lips felt full and heavy between your fingers as you slowly parted them, already feeling the wet heat already coming off your swollen sex. Pregnancy had been hard and long but this was one of the bright spots. How wet you felt constantly. The aching desire between your legs. A hunger you needed satisfied as the hormones ran wildly through your pregnant body. A slight but deep moan escaped you as you angled your arm around your belly and drove two of your fingers deep within yourself. You caught another glimpse of your reflection and thought “I am a fertility figure. I’m a sex goddess.” You smiled slyly to yourself as your fingers began to work on your soft and puffy walls…… You were so caught up in the moment you didn’t even see me enter the bathroom.
Growing hard at the sight of the mother of my child playing with herself.
