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Possessive men that get even more possessive when their wife is pregnant is such a turn on.

Holding/caressing her baby bump from behind while waiting in lines, guiding her through places, not letting any men near her, making it known that he is the reason why there’s a baby in her womb, not letting her do anything by herself, etc.👼🏼🤍

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I hope my future husband is ok with delivering our baby

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I hate hospital births but this one looks pretty good 😍

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I love this positioning 🤔

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I’ve got that baby jealousy bad. Growing up I had no concept how your whole body can ache with the desire to be pregnant. How much you can ache to feel a child growing inside, to long to give birth.

It makes sense now why it’s refered to as a “maternal pang”. It’s like something is echoing through you, like an empty pressure building, an itch screaming for relief.

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I feel this..😔

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Love this

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Deviant Art Sketches - various artists

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The last one😍😍

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I Get By With A little Help

Anna grunts and sighs loudly as the contraction ends, leaning into Tom for support. He doesn’t say anything, just rubs her bare back and holds her as she cries through another contraction. He can tell they’re getting intense now, and he’s starting to worry about this home birth.

“That’s it, deep breaths. Good girl,” he whispers to his wife and she leans back when the contraction finally ends, her face contorted with discomfort.

“There’s so much pressure,” she pants and Tom nods, his hands feeling around the circumference of her over-stretched belly.

“Lean back against the headboard, love. I’ll check how things are going.”

Anna accepts his help, shifting back and opening her legs wide for him. He knows this will hurt, so he gently kisses her belly and inserts two fingers, frowning when she clenches around him.

“I know it hurts, sweetie. But you need to relax so I can feel.”

She takes a deep breath, relaxing her muscles a little as he works his way in. Tom feels around, his fingers measuring. When he pulls out, he smiled at her tired face.

“9 centimetres, baby. Almost there.”

She just nods, gasping as the baby starts to move down, opening her insides more than she wanted to be opened.

“Let’s stand up, let gravity do the work.”

Anna moans loudly as her husband pulls her to her feet. She can feel her heavy baby pushing down on her, working her way into her birth canal. When the next contraction hits, Anna wraps her arms around his neck, letting Tom hold her body weight as she calls out, crying in pain, her belly pressing hard into his torso. Tom frowns when she tries parting her legs. She needs to be upright to let baby move down, but standing isn’t working.

When the contraction ends, he kisses her sweaty forehead and slowly leads her to the bathroom. She doesn’t need any instruction, just collapses on the toilet and cries out in pain as another contraction moves her baby down, her birth canal stretching too far.

“Oh god!”

Tom just crouches down and caresses her belly, tracing lines in the stretch marks. She was huge, but she didn’t need to be told that. At her last checkup the doctor had estimated over 10lbs, but 2 weeks had passed, growing bigger each day. He had tried to convince her to do this in the hospital. He wanted people there to help her when she inevitably needed it, but Anna had been so insistent that her body would know what to do when the time came.

As another contraction started, Anna yelled out, this one different. The pressure was unbearable and she parted her legs on either side of the bowl, reaching out to grab the air as liquid exploded from her groin. She cried out and Tom quickly rubbed her thighs to sooth her, watching the last of the liquid drain.

“Almost there now,” he says gently, but Anna just grunts, feeling the baby press deep down inside her.

“She’s so heavy,” she complains quietly, leaning back and closing her eyes to try and get a moments rest. She can feel herself opening with every contraction. She knows it won’t be long. Tom just nods and kisses her thigh, unable to offer any comfort.

The next few contractions are more intense, and Anna can barely handle it, calling out as she tries to resist the urge to push. She doesn’t want to tear. She’s determined not to, but it’s so hard to resist. Tom watches her body push without even realising. She opens up a little with each contraction, her lips already pink and sore.

“Ugh. Oh god. The pressure!”

Tom tried to centre her, bracing her thighs to try and keep her from freaking out.

“Breathe. You got this. I’ll check you and make sure.”

Anna moans at the thought, but opens her legs a little wider to give him better access. When his two fingers slip inside, she starts to cry, unable to take both his hand and her unborn baby at the same time. Tom tries to drown out her cries and pushes in further, using his fingers to try and measure. When the next contraction hits earlier than expected, Anna yells, pushing down and smacking him to try and get him out. Tom persists, but his eyes open when something round and hard rams into his fingers. He can feel wet curls. He pulls out slowly, letting her finish the contraction before he breaks it to her.

“She’s right there now, babe. Keep pushing. You’re doing so good.”

Tom reaches up to tuck a loose strand of sweaty blonde hair behind her ear, frowning at how miserable she looks. He feels around her belly, the hard surface now softening as their child prepares to make her way into the world. When the next contraction comes, her whole body tenses and Anna holds her breath, pushing deep into her bottom. He can see how hard she is straining, and she can feel that head ramming its way down, past her cervix now and ready to start showing. When it ends, another contraction is right on top of it and Tom encourages her to push again.

“Shit. Fuck. God. this. hurts,” she pants, unable to stay quiet any longer. Tom frowns and kisses her low hanging belly, unable to help. When the next contraction comes, she pushed again, before reaching out to grab him and crying out, a bulge forming in the depth of her vagina.

“Ughh,” she grunts, struggling to keep herself sane. It feels like a bowling ball is pressing into her sensitive skin, the pressure immense.

“Breathe and take it slow,” he coaches, reaching in to cup the fleshy mound gently. It feels hot and heavy. Her lips are only slightly parted, but as she ignores his advice and pushes, she opens wider.

He keeps his hand supporting her, watching as she parts and dark curly hair pokes through the slit, before retreating with the end of the contraction.

“I can’t do it!” She pants, barely able to speak in between blowing the pressure away.

“Yes you can sweetheart. She just needs time to stretch you. Push again and see what happens.”

Tom watches her as she pushes, cries, pants and moans her way through a few more contractions. With each painful push, Anna’s pink lips part, giving Tom a clear view of the top of the baby’s scalp, before the head retreats at the end of each push, leaving her slightly ajar.

“It’s not coming!” Anna cries at the end of a particularly intense contraction. Tom presses down on her belly and tells her to push as hard as she can. He can’t stand the sounds of protest as she pushes and he presses, but it’s working. He stops pressing and watches her lips part, the baby shifting down with unbelievable volume. This time, Tom keeps his fingers on her as the contraction ends and she stays open, her vagina parting an inch now, the head poking out.

“Pant, baby, let it stretch!”

Anna starts blowing with intensity, her breath heavy and her hands gripping Tom’s shoulders to try and cope.

“It’s burning!”

“I know sweetie. It’s stretching.”

Anna moans as the next contraction starts. She takes a deep breath and pushes, her lips gaping further with painful force. Another inch later and she gives up, the pressure and the burning too much. When she starts crying, Tom does his best to console her.

“You’re doing so good, honey. She’s nearly here. Just a little longer.”

“She’s too big!”

Tom rubs his fingers around the delicate half-crown and knows she’s right. Two inches of the head are visible, but the bulge in her vagina shows him there’s still so far to go. He’s not too sure how this is going to work. During the next contraction he uses his fingers to try and stretch her, but she’s resisting, trying to push her legs together to escape the burn. He knows she needs her legs back, which isn’t going to happen on the toilet.

“Sweetheart,” he starts slowly, knowing she wasn’t going to like this. “We need to get you on the bed.”

Anna’s eyes widen, still panting to try and control her urges.

“I can’t walk!” She protests, and Tom looks at the baby parting her. “There’s a head coming out of me!”

He doesn’t give in to the argument. Getting his baby out safely is more important, but as he pulls her to her feet, he cringes as she screams, her legs parting in a slight squat.

“Ahhh!” He holds her and slowly walks her out of the bathroom, Anna crying and heaving with each step. The pressure is insane now, her tight lips fighting the force of gravity.

“Please!” She cries desperately, feeling her baby pushing down into her burning opening. Tom keeps walking her, his hand gripping the slow crown to try and stop any sudden movements.

When they finally get to the bed, Tom lowers her onto her back and climbs up to sit between her legs.

“Well done, sweetie. I know that was hard.”

Anna just grunts, instinctively holding her legs back as the contraction hits.

“Gahhh!”

She pushes hard, the stretch unbearable. Tom stretches her with his fingers as she pushes the head out a little further, making her so much tighter.

“Oh god! Shit!”

Tom keeps his fingers tracing her crown as she pants and grunts, feeling as though she’s about to rip open. When it inches forward to a full crown, Anna screams and Tom applies pressure, hoping it’s enough to keep her from tearing. Anna tries so hard to pant, knowing this is a crucial moment. She is on fire. It feels like someone is holding a flame to her vagina.

“Breathe, baby. Pant her out now, you’re so close.”

She screams again as a little of the forehead slips out, stretching her even further, something she didn’t think possible.

“Pant. Come on, honey. Nice and slow.”

She cries out as more of the head inches out and does her best to pant, in and out, one of her husbands hands applying pressure to her perineum, the other pressing the skin that is threatening to pull her clitoris apart.

“Hooo hoooo hooo” she pants loudly, a blood curdling scream filling the room when her skin finally gives way and the head barges out, followed by a gush of fluid.

“Fuck!” She exclaims loudly, struggling to catch her breath as Tom holds the giant head in his hands. It looks massive. He doesn’t understand how she got it out. He didn’t have time to check, but he was sure she had torn as the baby’s cheeks emerged. He keeps that information to himself.

“Good job, baby. Deep breaths, now. You’re okay. I’ve got you.”

Anna pants and moans as Tom feels to make sure the cord isn’t around the baby’s neck. When it is clear, he helps the baby’s head turn towards his wife’s inner thigh and looks up at her exhausted face.

“Big, hard pushes now. Let’s get her shoulders out.”

Anna doesn’t need to be told twice. She holds her legs back and pushes with all her might, hollering as the shoulders ram into her bruised and worn vagina. Despite the incredible burn, she persists in pushing, as hard as she can. During the third push Tom pulls a little, the shoulder stretching her opening once more.

“Gahhhh! Ooooooh! Ahhhhhh!”

She grunts and yells and swears as Tom pulls again, the second shoulder widening her entrance one last time, before there’s a tug, a scream and a gush of fluids. It’s over.

- This is my first one, so let me know what you think :)

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Very nice! ^^

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Great first effort!

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Holy S! This turned me on. I want more

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Love this!

Found this today. Princess Aurora 😍

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A hard hot birth

I bent over and grabbed the side of the bath tub and let my nine month bulging stomach hang in pain. “Ow! That one hurt!” I shouted out loud. I had called Dan about half an hour ago and my desperation for him to be here was growing with each contraction. After the last I decided that a warm bath may relax and help delay the baby until he got home. I caught a glimpse of myself in the full length mirror which was hanging up on the door. What used to be my tiny figure now consisted of a fully grown pregnant belly which seemed to be hanging lower each day since Monday. My thoughts were quickly interrupted as another contraction shot through me. My knees buckled slightly under me as the horrific strength of the contraction continued. Deep breathes I thought, that’s what i’ve been told. I did this while the contraction disappeared so I lowered my massive body into the hot bathtub and tried to relax.

Where was Dan? I called him again as I felt the pressure building. I knew something was going to happened soon and I didn’t want to be alone. Switching my phone onto loud speaker I lay back in the tub and reached down to feel my pussy. Panic surged through me as I realised I was soaking wet down there, however I quickly realised it wasn’t my waters like I first though instead I realised I was actually getting horny! Within a few seconds Dan answered the phone in a panicked state. “Babe? Has anything happened?”

“Not yet, but you need to hurry I can’t hold on much more” I replied, slowly rubbing myself.

“I’m five minutes away, remember what we said. Just hold a little more and i’m all yours ok?”

This time I didn’t get chance to reply as another contraction ripped through me. I screamed out loud only to hear Dan’s voice calling my name through the phone, with a final ‘hang on in there babe’ until he finally hung up. The pressure in my lower stomach was getting too much too bear and I soon knew that I would need to start pushing. His words ‘I’m all yours’ played through my head as I panted my way through the pain.

We had decided quite early on during the pregnancy that while I was in labour we wanted the experience to as sexual as possible for as long as long as I could handle it. The whole pregnancy had been like this especially in the last few weeks when I went on maternity leave. I would get myself turned on and by about six in the evening Dan would return from work for some dirty rough sex.

“Please come out” I said out loud as I held my stomach. As if the baby heard me a crippling pain ripped through my stomach as I screamed in agony. I heard the front door open and footsteps quickly come up the stairs as I howled in pain. “Hey, baby it ok, im here now” Dan had come into bathroom as he sank beside me and kissed forehead.

“I can’t do this anymore! My body won’t take it” I sobbed into his shoulder.

“Don’t be stupid! Your doing amazing, just need a little help now don’t you?” He reached down and slowly rubbed me with one hand while gently placing his other of my stomach. I instantly relaxed and opened my legs to allow room the baby. “ How do you still manage to look so amazing even when your in labour” he asked me while looking down at my huge belly. I gave a little smile and replied “ I don’t feel amazing, but maybe you being here has helped a little”. He came closer to me and kissed my lips gently. “ If you need me to stop you just tell me ok?”. “Ok” I replied, “ But trust me, I don’t want you stop any time soon”

I reached outside the water and started to remove his clothes. Before I could finish I felt another contraction building and quickly I sunk back into the water. “Oh god, not again. They’re coming so fast” I breathed deeply. Dan took my hand and stroked my hair back of my face. I had started to pant deeply now and my stomach tightened with each contraction. “Your doing amazing baby keep breathing”. I listening to his voice and suddenly had the urge to go to the bedroom with him.

“I need you to help me out of here and get me onto the bed”

“Why, are you ready push?”

“I will be soon, but for the moment I need you to help me” I gave him a little smile and lifted myself out. Pushing my naked into the bedroom, I lay carefully onto the bed and lay on my back. Opening my legs as wide as possible I began to feel his hard dick expand inside of me. We continued to do this through each contraction, meaning my pussy tightened around him as I struggle through. This carried on until I had numerous orgasms and the pressure in my stomach was too much to handle.

“Help my onto my hands and knees, I think I need to push” I ordered to Dan as another contraction took over. This position defiantly helped as I gave little pushes and moans. “Can you see anything yet?” I asked. “Not yet, but shouldn’t you wait for your waters to break before pushing, we don’t want to cause the baby any stress”. “I can’t help it, there’s so much pressure and it’s moving lower!” But I knew he was right so I carried on panting through the next few contractions while Dan rubbed my back and comforted me.

I suddenly felt a gush from my vagina as a rush of liquids came out of me. I screamed loudly and without my contribution my body had started to push. “Babe you need to slow down! Stop pushing!” Dan had put his hand over my pussy trying to hold the bulge that had now appeared in.

“Why! Oww, let go it’s coming” I screamed at him.

“Your going to tear if your not careful, babe please slow down”

I used quick little bursts of breath to stop myself from pushing. I could feel my vagina starting to open as the massive bulge sat at the opening. I could feel the gravity pulling it down as it felt like it was about to drop any second.

After a little time had passed I decided I needed to start pushing again as my lips were getting pushed further apart without me pushing. Dan was at the top end of the bed now gently opening my vagina up to show the top of the babies head. “ Okay when you get another contraction really go for it ok? Push with all your strength!” On his orders I did so.

“Oh fuck! Ahhhhhhh! Get it out of me, get it out!” I screamed. Bearing down I could the baby head slowly moving down, tearing me open. “Owwwww!” When I stopped pushing I felt the head go back inside leaving just a little of me open now. “What! Why is it doing that, I thought it was coming out!” I looked behind to Dan.

“ It was, but I think the baby is stuck babe. We need to get you into a squatting position on the floor to help move the baby down” Before I could do anything Dan was moving onto the floor, ripping of the bed sheets and laying them under me. The panic in his movements were worrying me, as I reached down to feel the head. I grabbed onto the side of the bed and pushed down with all I had. The baby was starting to budge again and with it I was dripping with fluids. “Oh god, it’s ripping me apart, call for help!”“There’s not time, you about to give birth. This baby is coming fast now, but we need to get it out. You need to start pushing harder babe!” I now felt physically and mentally drained and by him saying I was not pushing hard enough was driving me mad. My body was aching and dripping in sweat, with my face reddening with each contraction. I quickly grabbed onto the bed again and pushed out as hard as possible.

“Fuck! I can feel it coming, Dan I think the heads going to come out!” I was right, with the biggest push I given yet the head got pushed halfway out. “ I need towels and a mirror, hurry” I panted orders, but he looked at me with worry about leaving. “I’ll be fine, just be quick cause this baby is going to be out within minuets!”

He came rushing back in with a heap of towels, which I told him the wipe the fluids away as best as possible. With the mirror I reached under myself to show my baby’s head hanging out of my stretched to the limit vagina. Chucking the mirror quickly onto the bed I leaned over and gave another gigantic push. “Owwwwww! It’s burning!”. The head squeezed out and I felt Dan frantically removing the cord from around the neck. “ Your doing so amazing, i’m so proud of you! Just a few more pushed for me ok”.

With his words of encouragement, I gave one final push to get the baby out of me. “Ahhhhh! Grab it!” I screamed and with that push the baby came out along with a gush of fluids.

“It’s a little boy!” Dan sobbed. “ I am so proud of you!”

rsawyer72-deactivated20171222

I wanted to be you. I want to give birth that way. So amazing I got so wet.

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I see women everyday who have what I don’t - not yet. Their wombs are full, gravid and burgeoning, skin stretched taut over the life within. They glow that special glow of mothers-to-be, a soft aura of fertility; It’s a breathtaking symbol of their filled womb.

I long for what they have. I long to watch my belly swell, full of a growing life. I long to feel the flutters and nudges from within, gentle greetings from the child I carry and protect. I long to run my hands over the taut skin of my gravid belly and to know that this is the beginning, that for as long as my body is able, I will carry a child in my womb. I long to know that I will be kept pregnant and that I will never spend another day wishing to have what I see in others.

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This.

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