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@preggofantasies
Looking for RP partner.
You gently caress my heavy belly while looking deep into my eyes. You know how desperate I am to get labor started now that I'm almost 2 weeks overdue. And you know just the thing to help me.
I'm looking for a detailed partner to roleplay with. We could continue this story or make up our own. Message me if you're interested!
Just a reminder for you guys.
If you send me a message I am in no way obligated to reply to you. I am allow the choice of who I talk to and who I don’t. Even if I post that I want to chat with people doesn’t mean I have to reply to everyone who sends me a message. Hell, I don’t even really have the time to reply to everyone. I’m 25 years old, I have a job & shit I have to do so please understand that. That means don’t send me 8 messages in 2 days. That’s a sure fire way to never get a reply.
Now on a more thankful note, I’m about to hit 4,000 followers which is awesome! I’m glad so many of you like my stories. I’m working on one right now, it should be done soon. I hope you guys enjoy it!
Reblog if you roleplay birth
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Turn on your ASK btw, people can’t reach you ;)
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Yes….me. Haha :)
Ooh! Me please!
I’ve never done it before but I’d like to try :)
I really want to try this.
My favorite thing to role play!
I’m laying here in bed desperately horny and wet imagining being in labor at home with my boyfriend or husband coaching me while rubbing my large belly. Maybe even in labor with twins? Him helping me into different positions as I feel the baby so low, so close to coming. But the birth is so slow and each baby takes it’s precious time as I scream in pain. He starts to help me walk around trying to make progress when suddenly my waters pour out of me. It’s getting closer now. Soon I’ll be crowning.
But until my fantasy is fulfilled does anyone want to role play? Message me here or on kik at preggofantasies.
Inspiration
I'm having a hard time finding inspiration lately so I was wondering if any of you had request. Feel free to message me any ideas so I can get another story posted for you guys!
The Surrogate Part 2
I watch Jake and Eve fawn over their newborn. “Uh guys, there’s still another one,” I say as I lay there still connected to their boy. They laugh and look at me, “Of course, do you want to move?” I think about it, “Yeah I think I’d like to go to the bed.” Jake nods and puts the baby on my chest so we’ll have more time connected. He starts to help me up and I hold the baby tight to my chest. I feel him nuzzling me, searching for my nipple. “He’s hungry.” I tell Eve. She looks me hopefully, “Do you think you could feed him? I’m sure it will be much better for him.” I look at her wide-eyed, this was not part of the plan but I agree. As we head to the bed water starts to pour down my leg, the second amniotic sac has broke. Once I get settled on the bed I put the baby down and strip off my bathing suit top. I grab the baby and guide the baby to my nipple and he begins to feed. Jake slips behind me with his legs on either side of me and puts his hands on my belly. “Just one more to go.” Eve climbs on the bed in front of me, since Jake delivered the first baby she going to deliver the next one. I groan as a contraction comes working the baby down. I just pant through a couple, waiting until the next baby gets lower to push. The baby at my breast drinks away, oblivious of the pain and excitement in the room.
After awhile I start to push again, eager to get this baby out. I can feel my birth canal stretching again and I can tell this baby is bigger as I struggle to move it down. I lay back against Jake’s chest, still holding their son, “It’s bigger, I can’t do this.” He rubs my belly gently, “You’re doing great. Just let your body do its thing.” I scream as another contraction grips me and I bear down with the pain. Eve slips her finger inside of me to check how close the baby is. “Its right there, just a couple more pushes and I can see it,” she coaches me as I pant heavily. With my next big push my pussy starts to bulge again, the big head right at my opening now. Eve watches as I start to open again, this time the baby is coming faster. I quickly have the head out to its forehead but it seems to be stuck now. I push several times but there’s no more progress, I just lay there with a baby stuck in my tight pussy. Eve decides it time to cut the first cord and takes her son and lays him in the bassinet she set up earlier. Jake is whispering in my ear but I’m barely listening because the pain is too much. “I have to move, I want to squat,” I whimper after a particularly hard contraction that still didn’t get the baby further. Jake and Eve both hurry to help me to the edge of the bed. I try to be careful with the big head between my legs but I can feel it slipping back into me. I have to stop once I get to the edge of the bed as a contraction tears through me but I resist the urge to push knowing it won’t help. I stand up once it passes, my legs spread to make room for the head but it doesn’t help. I moan as I feel the baby moving back inside of me, its head barely out now. Jake helps me to squat far away from the bed with him holding me as I squat. I can feel myself opening up wider as Eve kneels before me. As soon as I start pushing again I get the head back out easily getting to the same point. My pussy starts to get more in this position, making room for the larger head. I cry out as I start to stretch more, this time getting past the eyes before I have to stop. I try to pant but the burning is to much so I just end up moaning. My next push almost gets the head out but ends too soon. “The baby’s head is so close, your doing so good,” Eve encourages me. The next contraction takes it’s time coming, leaving me squatting with a head almost out of me. Eve caresses the head hanging out of me as I try to prepare for the next contraction. My legs are weak now and I don’t know if I can get this baby out fast enough before they give out. I cry out as the next contraction builds, I bear down with it and the head slowly inches all the way out. I gasp as my sore stretched pussy gets a break. Eve makes quick work of checking for the cord but my legs can’t hold me up anymore even with Jake’s help. “I have to lay on the bed,” I whimper.
Eve exchanges a look with Jake but he starts to slowly help me stand. He supports me as I start to waddle over to the bed, Eve reaches between my legs and keeps a hand on the baby’s head. We slowly make our way to the bed like this, walking with the heavy weight of the baby half out of me is torture but I know I need to get on the bed. We get there and I sit barely on the edge, making sure there’s room for the head. Eve piles the pillows behind me and I rest back against them. Jake and Eve kneel on the floor in front of me, eager to meet their other baby. Jake supports the head as I wait for the next contraction and when it does I give every ounce of strength I have into the push but it doesn’t budge. The shoulder are firmly stuck inside of me now. I try and try to push over and over but it refuses to move. We’re all close to panicking now, thinking this baby is really stuck inside of me but right before I give up hope I feel the shoulders give inside of me. I get one to pop out before the contraction ends. Jake rubs my leg while Eve tells me how happy I’m making them. Their support gives me the strength I need to get the rest of the baby out in one big push. Eve starts to cry I deliver the baby into her waiting hands. I lay back, feeling the weird sensation of an empty womb when its been full for so long. Jake is preparing himself to deliver the placentas as Eve shows me their chubby daughter, clearing the bigger twin. It’s moving to see them so happy with their babies and I’m already thinking I want to do this again. Eve hands me her daughter and I realize she wants me to feed her too.
After we deliver the placentas Jake grabs the first baby and we all cuddle up on the bed together. We point out certain features of each baby and comment if they look like Eve or Jake. After awhile the twins are asleep and I can tell Eve and Jake are thinking hard about something. Finally Jake starts to talk, “We’ve been thinking, you were the perfect surrogate and we would really love more children..” Eve takes my hand, “We were wondering if you’d be willing to move in and be a part of our family…” Jake puts his arm around me, “Maybe you could keep breastfeeding the twins and then hopefully soon we can add more to the family.” I look at them both and then the twins, “I’d love that.”
To be continued….
The Surrogate Part 1
I stalk around my bathroom nervously waiting for the results of the pregnancy test I just took. If it’s positive that means I’ll finally be a surrogate. I’ve always fantasized about being pregnant but I never actually wanted a baby so surrogacy seemed like the perfect answer. It’s taking awhile but I finally found a couple, a very rich one, who needed my services. Over a month ago I was artificially insemination and now it’s time to find out if it took.
I close my eyes and pick up the test, drawing my courage I open my eyes. Positive, it’s positive. I sit on the edge of the tub letting it sink in before pulling out my phone and dial the number of the father first. As it rings I put my hand on my flat belly, imagining it round with this couples child. “Hello,” he answers. “Jake? It’s Sara. I have some good news. You’re going to have a baby!” I tell him excitedly unable to contain myself. “Are you serious? That’s amazing! I have to call Eve and tell her!” he says in a rush. “Oh! Of course, I’ll let you go,” I tell him. “Thank you so much. You have no idea how happy you’ve made us,” he marvels before hanging up. I wait a moment before dialing the doctor next to set up an appointment. I can’t wait until I’m showing.
FOUR MONTHS LATER
I’m in the waiting room waiting for Jake and Eve so he can go in for an ultrasound, I’m 20 weeks now, halfway and with twins to my surprise. Just as the nurse is calling out my name Jake rushes in looking very handsome, “I’m so sorry I’m late! Eve isn’t gonna make it this time, she’s out of town for the week.” He helps me up and put a hand on my lower back as we walk down the hall. The nurse excuses herself saying the tech will be here soon. “How are you feeling,” Jake asks as I lay down on the bed and pull up my maternity shirt revealing my twin bump. “I’m great, we’re all great.” I tell him as I put a hand on my belly. “May I?” he asks, staring at my swollen belly. I nod my head and he reaches down to gently caress my belly. “I can’t believe there’s two of them in there,” he says wonder as his hand moves in a circle on my belly. I giggle, “I can. They move and kick enough for four.” He glances over at me, surprised, “You can feel them kick?” I laugh, my belly bouncing slightly, “All the time. Here.” I grab his hand and put it on my lower belly, pressing it firmly against me. We wait for a moment and then there’s a small kick. I smile wide, “That’s your baby.” His eyes widen as I stare at him and the kicks continue. The tech walks in and breaks the spell.
After the appointment Jake asks if I want to see the work they’ve done on the nursery so far, I accept and follow him to his big house in the nicest neighbor in town. He helps me out and we walk inside and upstairs to a cute neutral nursery. I walk over to a crib and feel the blanket on the rail, “This is cute. I’m sure the babies will love it.” I look around the room and then settle down into the rocking chair picturing the family in here. I put a hand on my belly as I rock back and forth. “Would you mind if I..” Jake says staring at my belly again. “Oh of course not. They are your babies,” I laugh. He kneels down in front of me and puts both hands on my belly, “I always wanted to get Eve pregnant. I was so disappointed every time the tests were negative. But you came along and got pregnant on the first try. So fertile and now so round with my babies. I didn’t realize I’d be so attracted to you with my babies inside you.” My eyes get wide at the end, did he really just say that. I don’t know what to say so I just sit there as he pushes up my shirt so feel my bare belly again. He takes a few moments rubbing all over my belly before pushing my skirt up slowly.
“Jake w-we can’t. Your wife,” I stutter nervously. He shakes his head, “She knows.” He’s pushing the skirt up my thighs now, I stare at him in shock but I don’t stop him. He parts my legs with a slight touch and starts to caress my inner thighs. I squirm, feeling myself getting soaking wet for this man on his knees in front of me. He slowly gets closer and then finally he starts to rub my pussy through my panties. I sigh and flex my hips giving away my desire. “You look so beautiful carrying my children, how can I not want you?” He says as he pushes my panties aside. I lay my head back as he pushes his finger inside of me, feeling how tight I am from months of loneliness. He pushes another finger in and starts to work them in and out. His other hand roams to my belly and breasts as he picks up his pace now, making me moan. It’s been so long that I feel myself getting close to cumming but he notices and removes his fingers, “Not yet baby.”
He takes my hands and pull me up, leading me to the middle of the room and undressing me before gesturing for me to kneel on the rug. He gets behind me, gently pushes me so I’m on my hands and knees naked in front of him. He starts to kneed and spank my ass lightly and I hear him fumble with his belt and jeans. I barely have time to think before he starts to rub the head of his cock at my opening. He grabbed my hips roughly and pushed himself into me. I involuntarily gasped at the fullness and surprise of how big he is. He gives me a moment to get use to his size, reaching down and caressing my hanging belly. After I get adjusted I slide forward on his cock and then push myself down so my ass is pressed against him. The third time he grabs my hips again and start to fuck me faster, my pace was not quick enough for him. I moan as he starts to get a fast rhythm going, I know I’m not going to last long. He grabs my shoulders and pulls me up, my back arched and my ass against him. He starts to rub my belly again, then my breasts. He plays with my nipples and tugs at them, keeping his punishing pace. I start to cry out as I squeeze his cum hard, cumming around it. He doesn’t quit though, he keeps going until finally he grunts and pours himself into my already pregnant pussy.
We’re laying on the plush rug in the nursery cuddling. My head on his chest and my belly pressed against me, I’m tired after our fun. “So your wife knows what?” I question him. “I’ve told her how I’m attracted to you and she understood. You have my children in there, how could I not want you? She agreed I could have you all I want before you give birth. Even said you could move into the guest room and give birth here. We can have all the fun we want.” I’m stunned into silence, not knowing what to say. He gives me a moment and then hops up. “Let me at least show you the reason,” he says offering his hand. After a second I grab it and he hauls me up. I move to grab my clothes, “Oh no, stay naked. You look so beautiful.” He tugs my hand and I follow him down the hall to a gorgeous bedroom suite. He pulls me into the bed and I fall asleep in his arms.
ONE WEEK LATER
I’ve decided stay on a trial basis, until his wife comes home tomorrow and I can really see if this is real. So I’m taking a bath in the guest bathroom. The water barely covers my belly as I relax in the big tub. I have a few candles lit and some music playing, I hear footsteps in the bedroom. I assume it’s Jake but it’s a bit early for him to be home. “Wow your belly is looking bigger since 2 weeks ago.” I hear. I startle and glance at the door, Eve is standing there staring at me. “Oh no, I didn’t know you’d be home today. I’m sorry.” I apologize grabbing a towel. “No it’s okay. I said you’re welcome to stay here and I meant it.” She tells me and we end up having a heart to heart and deciding I would stay.
5 MONTHS LATER
I wake with Jake’s arm wrapped around my belly. I carefully move it and sneak out of bed. I head downstairs for breakfast, Eve cooks every morning. “Good morning,” I say grabbing some juice and sitting at the bar. Morning! How are you feeling?“ She asks. “Ohh I felt crampy all night. I’m not sure if it was anything but I really hope it’s the start of something.” I explain. We are all so ready for the twins to come and we’re prepared for our home birth. She laughs and goes around to stand next to me, rubbing my huge belly. She returns to cooking and Jake makes his way downstairs half asleep. He makes him a coffee and sits next to me, rubbing my belly like his wife. We all eat breakfast together and Jake goes off to work. Eve and I decide to take a walk, halfway through I start having real painful contractions and we decide to head back. We have to stop several times so I can pant through the pain leaning against Eve for support. We finally make it home and Eve decides to call Jake and have him come back home while head upstairs and strip my clothes off before putting on a black bikini top. I go to the tub and start running a bath while I put my hair up. The big tub fills up as I decide to light the many candles in the bathroom and turn of the lights so everything is bathed in the candlelight. I get out my phone to start timing the contraction, only six minutes apart. The tub is full and I ease into the warm water. Eve comes in with a arm full of towels and supplies, “Jake is on his way home and the bedroom is ready if you wanna give birth in there.” I can tell how excited she is to see her babies born. She sits on the side of the tub and rubs my belly looming above the water. My belly hardens under her hand, a contraction gripping me and making me breath heavily. I hear footsteps running up the stairs, Jake is back. He rushes in and takes in the sight of me laboring in the tub and his wife with her hand on my belly before joining her at my side.
After a few hours the contractions are close together and lasting longer, so intense that I can’t help but moan loudly. We’ve refilled the tub multiple times so the water is warm but it doesn’t seem to help the pain anymore. I shift uncomfortably as a pressure builds inside of me during a contraction. Once it ends the pressure is still there, I move so I’m on my knees by the far side of the tub. Once the next contraction hits I feel the water between my thighs change temperature, getting a little bit warmer than the rest of the water. “I think my water broke,” I whimper as the contraction continues. Without the sac I can feel the head pressing against my cervix, trying to move through. The pain is worse now and I forget all of my breathing techniques I learned. The contractions are right on top of each other now, not giving me a break. Jake climbs in the tub with me as Eve starts to set up her camera, sensing that the birth is near. Jake rubs my inner thigh while I put one hand on the tub and one hand on his shoulder. The baby feels so low and heavy now while the second baby is kicking away. Jake whispers in my ear how well I’m doing when I feel the head start to push through my cervix and a intense pressure urging me to push. I resist though letting my body push the baby down through my birth canal, trying to save my energy. Jake notices my pussy starting to bulge and slips two fingers inside of me, “It’s right there, you’re ready to push. Come on baby.” He doesn’t move his fingers, keeping them there touching the baby’s head. I give into the urge and finally push. It’s almost orgasmic to be actively trying to move the baby down now. My bulge is growing, the head right at my opening now. I grunt as I bear down, pushing Jake’s fingers out. They both watch as a small opening begins to form, I pant trying to take a break before pushing again. The opening grows with every push and my pussy starts to stretch around the head. I lean back against the tub making more room for the emerging head. I scream as I push the widest part of the head out. I have to stop and rest, the pain is unbearable, I try to gather strength while Eve starts taking pictures of the head prying my pussy open. “You are doing so well baby,” Jake tells me as he rubs the top of the head, “the head is almost out.” I take a deep breathe and give a big push. The head pops out suddenly making us all gasp. Eve reaches in the water and rubs the head while it hangs out of me before checking the neck. She nods and I wait for the next contraction while the shoulders turn inside of me. I groan as a contraction starts to build and at the peak of it I bear down, pushing the shoulders out one at a time. Jake grabs the baby and pulls it out of me. “It’s a boy!” he exclaims as he takes the baby out of the water. He and Eve marvel over him as he begins to cry. I watch the little family before realizing I still have another baby to push out.
A Night At The Opera (request)
I step out of the shower and begin to dry off before quickly blow drying my long hair, flipping it over. You walk in as I flip my hair back over and begin to brush it. You step behind me and wrap your hairs around my large pregnant belly, “You better hurry or we’ll be late.” “I’m trying but you’re distracting me,” I laugh as you press yourself against me. You bend and kiss my neck gently as I plug in the curling iron. “Go grab my dress and shoes and I’ll be ready soon,” I say as I start on my hair. I make quick work of it and start on my make up as you hang my dress on the door. I step back to admire my handiwork, deciding it’ll do I pull on my black lace panties and lacy bra. I go to the door and grab my black and white dress and pull it on. I smooth it over my belly and look at myself in the mirror. It’s form fitting and long, showing off my ample cleavage and tan chest before closing at the neck. I slip into my flats and add a nice bracelet and decide I’m ready.
I walk into the living room and find you seating on the couch, I sit on your lap, “Come on Daddy we don’t want to be late.” You smile up at me putting your hand on my belly feeling your child pushing back. “Are you sure you don’t want to just stay home?” you say seductively. “It’s our last date night honey. We’ve had the tickets for weeks now!” I protest. You laugh, “You’re right let’s go.” I go to stand up but stop when I have a sharp pain. I’ve been having them inconsistently all day and I figure nothing is going to happen soon.
We arrive at the opera house and the valet opens my door and helps me out of the car while the other gets in to park the car. You offer me your arm and we head up the steps. The lobby is crowded as we walk through. We get settled into our seats and I have another pain, I rub my large belly looking forward to the show starting. We sit and chat for awhile until the room dims and the curtain raises. I get lost in the show barely noticing the pains gripping my belly getting closer together. I snap back to reality when a strong contraction hits, making me wince and squeeze your hand. The curtain closes for the intermission and we get up to walk around for a moment. I have to lean against you as I feel the baby dropping down. “Honey are you okay?” you ask worried. I nod not wanting to mess up our night out. We get back to our seats and as I sit there the contractions seem to intensify. The curtain goes up and this time I can’t pay attention. Even after the contractions end I’m still in pain, my hips opening up for the baby. I feel the baby grinding against the opening of my cervix making me uncomfortable. You reach over and put your hand on my belly as you watch, you notice as it hardens under your touch. I gasp as fluids rush out of me suddenly, wetting my seat.
I grab your hand, “We have to go. Now.” We swiftly stand up and heading to the aisle, brushing past the other audience members. You wrap your arm around as we head out, trying to hurry. At the lobby I have to stop, holding on to you tight, panting through a tough contraction. You rub my back as the people milling around watch curiously, wondering if I’m in labor. It passes and we continue, you hand the valet our ticket and they go to get our car. Another contraction comes and I wrap my arms around your neck, my contracting belly pressed against your lean stomach. “Hoo hoo hoo hoo,” I pant as I feel the baby moving even lower. The valet pulls up and takes one look at me with wide eyes before helping you get me into the backseat of the car despite my groans of pain. I start to sweat as you run around to the driver’s seat and turn on the car. “God it fucking hurts,” I groan as we take off. You try to hurry but there’s traffic making the trip longer than necessary. I begin to feel a intense pressure, my body begging me to push but I resist. “Hee hee hooo hee hee hooo, you have to hurry. It’s coming ahhhhhh.” You look back at me, covered in a heavy sweat as I labor in the back of our car, “I’m trying honey. Just hang out.” I groan, pressing my thighs together tightly trying to stop the urge. The contractions are so close together now and they seem to last at least a minute. I can feel the baby moving down lower and lower as I try not to push. The urge to push is so intense as I feel the baby stretching my birth canal, “It’s right there hoo hoo hoo I have to push.” You glance back again, “No! Not yet sweetheart we’re so close. Just 10 minutes.” I try to resist it for a few more pushes but I can’t anymore. “Ungh I’m pushing hoo hoo,” I pant. “We’re almost there. We’re so close,” you repeat. But I’m bear down hard with the contractions and the head is moving down swiftly now. After 3 pushes it’s at my entrance, about to start to crown. My pussy starts to bulge and a teardrop opening forms as I push. I lay back as I get a break, “hoo hoo hoooo it’s coming out.” I pull up my long dress up to my thighs and raise my hips pulling down my panties. I toss them on the floorboard right as the next contraction hits. My hair that was once beautiful curls is now matted to my face and neck as I push again. The head starts to emerge from my pussy, my skin stretching tight around it as it crowns. I try to give little pushes, try not to rush it but the head is at the widest part now, “It burns, it hurts so bad. Ungh.” We’re still a couple minutes away but you can tell that the baby won’t wait, “Do you me to pull over?” The head is almost out now, “Yes.” I whimper. You ease off onto the side of the road just as the head pops out with a bunch of fluid following. It’s such a relief not to be stretched so far now I almost moan in the pleasure of it. “It’s out, the head is out. Hoo hoo hoo,” I groan as you jump out and hurry to help. You open the door and at once you see the head between my parted thighs, “Check for the cord.” You quickly feel around the neck, there’s no cord so you nod to me it’s good. I lay there panting until the next contraction build. When it peaks I push with all my might and the shoulder quickly slip out. You hold the baby as it slips out, I gasp at the empty feeling in my womb. The baby begins to cry as I take it from you. “It’s a girl,” you say. I look down at my beautiful daughter nd then smile up at you, “A girl.”
The Pregnant Bride (request)
I toss and turn in big hotel bed in the early morning hours, too excited to sleep and exhausted from my pregnancy. I’m due next week and getting married this afternoon. We’re cutting it close but there’s no way I’m going to have this baby without being married. I can’t wait to be your wife and for us to consummate our marriage tonight. I squirm in bed, noticing the wetness between my legs at the thought. We had a healthy sex life before but now it’s just crazy. Now that I’m pregnant it seems like I can’t go a night without making love at least once. Staying away from you for a night is torture but luckily I brought a little friend with me.
I rummage through my bag and find my vibrator, I shimmy out of my shorts and lay back in bed. I make sure to prop myself up on the fluffy pillows before spreading my legs wide. I grab my vibrator and slowly make my way down, over my large belly and between my legs to my waxed pussy. I leave the vibrator off for now just rubbing it over my clit before slipping it into my pussy and pushing it deep inside. It’s a struggle with my belly but I manage to start slowly fucking myself. I pause to twist the bottom turning the vibrator on. I gasp at the power and resume fucking myself and I can’t help but moan as I do. My other hand starts to run and play with my heavy breasts, teasing my nipples until a bit of milk leaks out. I take the vibrator out, slick with my juices and begin to rub it on my clit. It makes me arch my back in pleasure and grab the covers. I keep rubbing and in no time I’m climaxing. I try to keep quiet but I cry out as I cum so hard. After I’m done I lay there panting and still missing you.
There’s no way I’m going to sleep now so I decide to take a shower and get the wedding day started. I pull off my t-shirt and head to the huge bathroom. The shower could easily fit three other people even with my full term belly. I turn the knob and the warm water starts to flow out of the rainfall showerhead and over my body. It feels so good, I take a minute just standing there with the water rubbing over me. I feel a strange tightness in my belly, “That better not be a real contraction. You are not being born on my wedding day.” I warn the baby inside of me. I finished the shower and step out grabbing a towel to dry off. I dry off my blonde hair as I look at myself in the mirror. From behind you’d have no idea I was pregnant but from the front I look almost overdue. I kept my figure for the most part, only my belly and breasts grew. I still look good, my tan skin looks so soft as if it’s tempting you to touch me and my face looking fresh and clean right out of the shower. I finish drying of and pull on some yoga pants and a fitted v-neck shirt that says bride across the chest. There’s a knock at the door, my bridesmaids are arriving. We have a long morning of getting ready starting with our nails at the hotel spa. I open the door and my best friend bursts in. “Oh my god Julia, look at that belly!” She exclaims hugging me before bending to kiss my tight belly. The others arrive shortly after and we head to the spa.
I have several more contractions as I get my nails and toenails painted a nice nude pink color but I ignore them refusing to ruin my special day. They finished everyone’s nails and we head upstairs laughing as we joke around about who will hook up with who at the wedding. We get to the room right before the hair stylist and make up artist get there. They start with the bridesmaids and I walk around making sure everything is the way I want it. My mother shows up and immediately goes to rub my belly, “Oh my lord, it looks like that baby has dropped!” I agree but I don’t tell her I can feel it slowly dropping as the morning progresses. Once all the bridesmaids are ready and starting to dress, it’s my turn to get my hair and make up done. I sit in the cushy chair and the girls start to work on my beautiful hair and face. After what seems like forever, contracting so many times in that chair they decide I look perfect and I’m ready for the dress and finishing touches. I strip to my lacy white bra and panties before everyone starts to help me into my big white dress. Its tighter than it was the last time I tried it on, but they lace me into it so my belly looks bigger and my breasts look great. I add the jewelry and finishing touches before looking in the mirror. The strapless dress looks amazing on my tan skin, I can’t help but admire myself. “The limo is here, it’s time to go to the church,” my maid of honor calls out. Everyone heads out the door, giggling in excitement. I have to stop, a painful contraction grips me. I start to worry as I lean against the wall that this baby might be born today. It passes and I steady myself and follow my friend, determined to get married before this baby comes.
We pull in front of the church and I slowly get out of the limo. The contractions are so painful and closer together now but I hide them so no one gets concerned and tries to take me to the hospital. We make it in the church and we start to take our bridal party photos. I smile and pose how they want me to but inside I’m writhing in pain. I focus on everything else, ignoring my body opening up for this baby slowly but surely. We finish with the pictures and take our places. Lining up in the right order and I have to wait with my father as each of the bridesmaids file down the aisle and take their places. I’m starting to sweat now and my legs feel weak so I hold on tight to my dad’s arm. “Everything alright kiddo?” He asks concerned. “I’m fine. Just nervous,” I lie. He pats my hand and then finally the music changes and it’s my turn. They open the doors and my father and I step out. We slowly make our way down the aisle, the baby feels lower with every step. It feels right between my legs as I go up the steps and hand my banquet off to my maid of honor. I can feel the sweat pouring down my chest now, my face starting to shine with it now too. The pastor starts to drone on about the joys of marriage but I can’t pay attention now. I start to worry but my water hasn’t broken yet so I must still have time. The pastor seems to go on forever as the contractions feel like they are on top of each other. I can feel the baby pushing into my birth canal now and with that comes the terrible urge to bear down. I fidget for a moment before pressing my legs tight together. This baby isn’t coming out without a ring on mommy’s finger. Despite my efforts I can feel it dropping down, there’s no stopping it. I try to focus on my breathing so I don’t give it away, I try to do a lamaze breathing but quieter. “Hee hee hoo hoo hee hee hoo hoo.” I pant as the pastor asks if anyone has any objections. The question is met with silence, no surprise there. Finally it’s time for the vows, you take my hands in your big warm ones. You repeat after the pastor and slide my delicate gold band on to match my engagement ring. I somehow manage to repeat my vows and slide your ring on too. The end is so close now but he starts to drone on again about love. I fight to not push as he drags this wedding on. I can feel the baby right at my opening despite me not pushing. The bulge pushing my lace panties away from my pussy. Just when I think I can’t make it anymore he pronounces us husband and wife. As you lean in to kiss me a particularly hard contraction hits and it makes me gasp softly as you put your lips to mine. I grip your arms tight as the wedding guests begin to cheer, I can feel my pussy opening up the baby is beginning to emerge. You pull back and notice the pain in my face. “Honey are you okay?” You whisper. “No its coming.” I pant. You don’t understand at first but then it hits you. “Oh my god well let’s go! Let’s get to the hospital.” You say smiling, excited. I shake my head, “No its crowning right now.”
You help me to sit on the steps as I can’t make it anywhere else. My friends run to get towels and other supplies while your friends are ushering people out so they don’t see the birth but the second I lay back against the steps and put my feet on the one below me, my legs spread side the next contraction comes. I grunt as I finally begin pushing, the relief of it is almost pleasurable as you call 911. I’m so slick with sweat my beautiful wedding curls start to stick to me. The contraction ends and I try to relax but the pressure is so much that I sit there and pant. “Hoo hoo hoo hoo HOO HOO. Ohhhh fuck,” I scream as the next one hits. You put the phone on speaker and sit it near my legs before pushing the big skirt of my dress out of the way and then my lace panties are pushed to the side. “I think I see her waters, it hasn’t broken yet,” you tell the dispatcher as I take a break. They tell you to break it but you hesitate for a moment before carefully poking a hole in the sac. I scream as my water gush out, wetting my gorgeous dress and your tux. Now you can see the head painfully spreading my pussy as I desperately try to get it out. “Ungh oh my god it hurts so bad.” I moan as I push. The baby inches out, I’m almost fully crowning now. You rub my leg, “You are doing so good honey. We’re gonna meet our baby today.” You say excitedly trying not to show how nervous you are. The last of the guests exit the room, shocked at the turn of events. “Hoo hoo hoo HOO OH IT BURNS HOO HOO HOO.” I scream as the baby fully crowns. It stops, lodged between my tight lips and I groan as I try to move it. “Take it slow, you don’t want to rip yourself,” you coach me. I start to give little pushes but it doesn’t help. The baby stays locked in place, the light hair and forehead showing but nothing else. I fling my head back, “I can’t do this. It’s too big.” I cry. A contraction comes but I don’t bear down with it, I’m exhausted and weak now all I can do is moan. You reach down and caress the head for a moment before putting your hands around the head pushing my pussy back, “You have to push. NOW!” As the contraction hits I follow to your directions and this time the baby inches forward again, pushing my pussy wider than you thought possible. I give another push and the head pops out fully with splash of fluids. I lay there panting on the steps inside a church with a baby hanging out of me, my dress ruined with my birthing juices. You support the head and quickly church the neck. Once you decide it’s safe you help the shoulders to rotate so I can birth the body. I scream as the shoulders batter against my hole and I manage to get one shoulder out, then another and the body quickly follows.
My friend spread a towel over my chest before you lay the baby there. She hasn’t started crying yet and I begin to worry but I let my nurse training take over. I pat her back and finally she coughs and then starts wailing. You look up at me, my hair matted with sweat and my make up nearly sweated off but you think I’ve never looked so beautiful as I do now holding your daughter.
One Night Stand: The Birth
It’s been a week since you’ve found out I’m carrying your baby. You thought about it and decided you want to be in the baby’s life. We been on a few dates to see if a relationship might work between us, every time it’s ended in sex. I’m so horny and can’t help myself around you. It doesn’t bother you though because you love the curves of my body and the fact that I’m carrying your child drives you crazy. We have a night in planned for tonight, a crazy winter storm is coming and we decided to watch movies, order food and cuddle. Your about to head to my house and you can’t wait. Just thinking of my belly turns you on, you grab your keys and head out.
I stand at the sink and look myself over, I want to look cute but comfortable for our date. I’m wearing a pair of leggings and a maternity shirt that has a deep v-neck revealing my cleavage that threatens to spill out. I fluff my hair one more time before before I hear you knock. I feel my belly tense up as I waddle to the door and open it, I look you up and down, loving how you look in your jeans and t-shirt. I smile as I hug and kiss you, my belly pressed against your cock. You watch my ass as I lead you to the couch. “So what should we get to eat?” I ask as I settle myself on the couch. After a bit of talking we decide on Chinese and I order it quickly. They say the snow might delay them a bit so we start the movie. You put one arm around my shoulder and the other arm on my large belly and I cuddle close. You feel the baby stretching inside of me, running out of room in my tight belly. About halfway through the movie there’s a knock on the door. You get up and answer it. As you get the food you notice the weather is getting worse, the snow coming down hard now. You come back and take your seat again. I awkwardly stand and you notice my shirt rises up a bit. You grab my hips and pull me to you, pushing up my shirt and kissing the dome of my belly. You caress it for a moment before I step away. I go to the kitchen and grab a water for me and a beer for you. I put your beer on the coffee table in front of you before sitting sitting beside you, my legs spread a bit to make room for my belly. We eat and then cuddle up again. The movie ends and you go to ask me if I thought it was good before noticing I’ve fallen asleep with my head in your lap. My belly is peeking out of my shirt again and hanging off of the couch. You reach over and push my shirt up and over my belly. You admire it for a moment, watching ripples as your strong child moves inside of me. You start to rub it, tracing the stretch marks that show how much my skin has stretched. You feel it tighten beneath your hand for a moment. I stir in my sleep, cuddling closer to you and sigh in my sleep. You lay back and drift off too.
You walk up to me naked kneeling in front of you, undoing your jeans. I pull out your cock and slowly lick the length of it, staring up at you before deep throating all of you. You lay your head back and groan as I bob up and down, your fingers twist into my hair. You feel like your about to cum and you pull me off of you with a pop. You grab my shoulders and pull me up and turn me around. You grab my hips and ease me down onto you. I gasp as you penetrate me, you pull me all the way down so my round ass is sitting on you. You hold me there for a moment before letting go and I move almost all the way off your cock but stop at the tip. I fuck the tip for a moment before taking you all in again. I start to move up and down really getting a rhythm, your hands stray to my belly, caressing it as I fuck you. I start to moan, my movements getting desperate as I get close to cumming. You grab my hips again and guiding me as I start to get louder. I cry out as I cum hard and lean back against you to catch my breathe. You give me a moment, rubbing my belly as I pant. We feel a small gush between our legs, “Did you just…?” you say. I put my hands over yours, “ I think that was my water.”
You move me over and jump up, “We gotta get to the hospital,” you say panicked. I sit on the couch and watch you pulling your clothes on while feeling my belly tighten. It dawns on me that these are contractions, just not painful ones. I finally snap out of it and realize I’m in labor, “The bags, you gotta get the bags.” You run upstairs and grab the bags that have been waiting in the bedroom for me to go into labor. You go aback downstairs and come to kiss me, “I’m going to warm up the car, I’ll be right back.” You take the bags outside and drop them when you see both of our cars are buried deep in snow and the roads are covered in snow and ice. “Fuck,” you stand there for a moment trying to decide what to do. You back inside, noticing I’ve dressed again, and break the news to me. I try not to panic, “It’s okay, the baby probably isn’t gonna come for a long time. Let’s just wait it out for a bit and then the roads will get cleared.” You nod and sit beside me, “How do you feel?” You ask gently caressing my belly, wishing you had more time to enjoy it, wishing you had the chance to watch it grow. “I feel fine, the contractions don’t hurt at all yet,” I assure you.
“I jinxed myself,” I groan as a contraction rips through me an hour later. You rub my leg as I move restless on the couch, another contraction comes and I grab your hand squeezing as hard as I know. When it passes I get up and start pacing, feeling the baby slowly making its descent as I do. You watch helplessly as I stalk around the house pausing when the pains hit. “We have to call an ambulance, we have to do something,” I whine as I walk past you. “Right! An ambulance!” You say pulling out your phone and dialing. You have a short conversion as I continue to pace, you come and find me in the bedroom climbing on to my bed. “Alright honey, they are coming but they have no idea how long it will take. I’m going to try to dog out the car so maybe we can make it ourselves,” you explain as I moan in pain. I nod frantically as I ball up the comforter in my fists. You head out, grab a shovel from the shed and go to your car to start digging. I lay propped up on pillows feeling the contractions roll through me. I can’t help but scream in pain now, I know the baby is coming soon even if I’m not ready. After awhile I start to feel the need to push, I close my legs tight trying to resist the urge. The contraction don’t give me a break now, it seems like forever since you left. My body takes over and starts to push the baby down without me trying. I keep my legs close, doing everything I can to make this baby wait but despite it I feel a bulge forming the baby making its way to my entrance. I can’t help it now, I let my legs fall apart and I start to push, the baby really making its way out now. “Oh fuck,” I scream as my body starts to open, stretched tauntly by the big head. It vaguely dawns on me I should take my leggings off but I can’t move for the pain now.
You decide that there’s no point in attempting to dig while the snow is still coming down so heavy so you head back inside. You walk in the front door and hear me screaming, you run to the bedroom and find me with my leggings soaking wet and bulging. You check for a moment before realizing what it is. You come over and pull my legging down, once you do you see our babies head is half out now. You grab my hand, “It fucking burns.” I scream as I keep pushing. You watch, fascinated, as I birth your baby. You reach down and caress my taunt skin around the baby. It feels hot and tight, then you rub the baby’s head as I take a small break. I scream with renewed pain as the head pops out with a rush of fluids. You support the head as I pant trying to manage the pain. With the next contraction I get the shoulders out and the baby just slides right into your hands right as we hear a pounding at the door. You stare down at your son and then glance up at me grinning, “So when are you going to get me pregnant again?” I ask.
Airplane
We’re walking in the airport heading to our flight. I’m 39 weeks pregnant and we’re heading home from our vacation in London. It took some convincing to get our doctor to okay it but she agreed. The flight to London went fine so we aren’t even worried about the flight back. People stare as we make our way through security partly because of my big belly and partly because of my creamy white skin compared to your dark skin. But we ignore it, we’re use to it. We get through security without any issues and finally made it to the boarding lounge. I sit down heavily, this baby takes after you and is very large, measuring at 9 pounds our last appointment. Carrying such a large baby is exhausting but I truly love being pregnant, you love it too. My body turns you on so much and we can’t get enough of each other. We wait until our flight is called and when it is you get up then grab my hands to haul me up. My belly pushes against you as you help me,you put your hand on the small of my back and guide me to the gate. We board the plane and you put our bags in the bin as I take the window seat. We buckle up and get ready for take off. You caress my belly as we take off, prodding at the baby to feel it kick. We get the okay to take off our seatbelts and you take mine off before rubbing the spot where it dug into my belly a bit. I whisper to you I need to use the bathroom before getting up. I try not to bump you as I move past you but my belly is so large I can’t help it. I giggle, “Sorry honey. Baby’s fault.” I make my way to the bathroom and catch everyone’s eye, they think I’m pregnant with twins and the men notice my large perky dress about to pop out of my low cut dress. I get to the bathroom and as I’m going pee I feel a twinge but I don’t think anything about it. They’ve been happening for a week now. I finish up and exit the bathroom accidentally bump into a man. My belly hits his stomach and he reflexively puts his hands on my belly. “Oh I’m so sorry,” he apologizes with his hands still holding my belly. “It’s fine, you can stop touching my belly,” I laugh. He pulls his hands back, “Of course,” he says. I make my way back to you and settle back in.
I’ve fallen asleep and you call the flight attendant for a blanket, she brings it and you cover me up, you fall asleep shortly after. After an hour I wake up in pain, I gasp and grab your arm waking you up. “Sweetheart? Are you okay?” You ask concerned. “I don’t know,” I say honestly. You put your hand on my belly, “Is it the baby?” I shake my head, not believing that it was a contraction. After 3 minutes I have another one, gripping your arm tight again. “Are you in labor?” You ask with wide eyes and all I can do is stare back at you. We stay like this for a moment before you snap out of it, “Okay sweetheart it’s gonna be fine. Babies take awhile to come, we just have to make it back home.” You try to comfort me. Another contraction comes making me gasp and you rub my belly trying to ease the pain. We go on like this for an hour before the contraction start to really hurt and they start to come closer and closer. You start to worry as you watch me, my face screwed up in pain. You look around and grab the attention of the flight attendant, “Ma'am I think my wife is in labor. Is there a doctor on this flight?” You ask, she looks at me hunched over my belly in pain and back to you before nodding and heading off. She comes back, returning with the man j bumped into earlier. He sees me, “Fancy running into you again,” he says. As he says it I feel a contraction building up and once it peaks I groan in pain. I had been quiet up until this point but now my groan attracts people’s curiosity. “How about we get you laid back so I can check you?” He says as people start to look. You raise the arm rest between us and help me move to lay down, then put the blanket over my spread legs to cover me up from curious eyes. The doctor reaches up my dress and eases my panties down before pushing two fingers inside of me. I tease up and grab your hand, “Sweetheart you have to relax.” You remind me. It feels like he has his fingers inside of me for so long as I pant through the pain. “Well dear, your at a 9,” he explains before talking with the flight attendant for a moment. “We’re currently over the ocean so we can’t make an emergency landing but we’re going to take you back to the flight attendant area so it’s a bit more private.” I nod and you help me up so all four of us can walk to the back. We have to walk single file down the aisle so you walk behind me with your hands on my hip. I have to stop halfway there gripping an empty seat and crying out as a sudden gush of amniotic fluid comes out of me. After the contraction ends you nudge me and guide me to the back.
As they pull the curtain another contraction hits me, I sink down into a squat and you instinctively grab my arms holding me. My legs are on either side of my huge belly as I bear down without warning. The doctor gets on his knees in front of me and pushes my dress over my belly. He slips his fingers back inside of me making me jump in pain but you hold me steady as he probes inside of me. “Perfect your at a 10 and I can feel the head,” he tells me patting my belly. I scream as another contraction comes and push again hard feeling the baby moving down inch by inch after a few more pushes a huge bulge starts to form, but you can’t see anything between my legs past my belly. The flight attendant seed and you notice her eyes get huge which sparks your curiosity but you keep supporting me. I throw my head back against your chest as I cry out, pushing again. The already huge bulge gets bigger and I try to get this baby out. My next push and I start to open up. I groan, between contractions, “I have to move I can’t give birth like this.” You look at the doctor and he nods at you, “What position do you need sweetheart?” I pant “I need to sit,” you look around and notice the flight attendants seats. You nod that way and the flight attendant takes the hint and grabs a blanket to cover the seat. You carefully help me to stand and help me to the seat. Once you get me settled you move around in front of me, you finally see the massive bulge between my legs and a shock of black hair peeking out. You start to wonder how I’ll get this baby out. Another contraction builds in my belly before it hits me full force. I scream loudly and push hard. As I do the doctor reaches inside of me and urges my pussy open, his fingers tracing my hole. “Fuck I can’t do this,” I cry out when the contraction leaves. You rub my belly and urge me to continue, you feel my belly contract under your hand as I wail and start to crown. The doctor puts a hand on either side of my pussy pushing against it to help my bulge grow. I try to close my legs against the pain but you and the flight attendant force them open as the baby feels like it’s ripping me open as I try in vain to get this massive baby out. The contractions start to come one on top of the other now and with a big push the head pops out. You watch as the doctor supports the massive thing between my legs, it touches both of my thought despite my legs being spread so far. You reach down and caress the dark head between my pale thighs. I scream loudly as the next one hits and I try in vain to move the shoulders lodged inside of me. On the third contraction one shoulder come and the next contraction the other follows. I pant as the baby hangs out from the chest and then push feeling my pussy stretch for the hips and then it’s out. The doctor hands the baby up to me and you marvel at the little girl in my arms, much lighter than you but a perfect mixture of us both. We stay like this as I deliver the placenta and start to nurse after awhile. We finally make it back home and once we get to the hospital, discovering I gave birth to a 10 pound baby.
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One Night Stand
You spot me dancing in the club, my dress short and skimpy with my heels tall to give my short body some height. You make your way over to me, weaving in and out of the mass of bodies on the dance floor. Once you get to me you tap my arm, “Want to dance?” You yell over the music. I look you up and down before nodding my head approvingly. I turn around and start to grind on you to the rhythm of the music. We dance for a few songs before I stop, “I need a drink,” I yell. “What do you want?” You ask taking my hand and leading me through the crowd to the bar. “A Porn Star,” I say provocatively. You raise your eyebrows but get the bartenders attention and relay my order to him along with 2 shots and a beer for yourself. As he makes the drinks you turn to me, “So sexy, what’s your name?” You ask me. “Sara, and yours?” I reply. “Daniel,” you answer as the shots come. We cheers and I tap mine on the bar before throwing it back. I put the shot glass down and look at you, licking my lips. Our drinks come and we chat while we drink them. I finish mine and fish a cherry out of the cup and pop it in my mouth, “So do you want to get out of here?” You nod and then follow me out of the club. “I live just down the road if you want to go there,” you say. “Perfect lead the way,” I say linking my arm through yours.
We get to your apartment building and head to the elevator. Once the doors close I push you against the wall and kiss you deeply. We make out until the elevator dings. You grab my ass and lift me up, I wrap my legs around you as we walk down the hallway to your door. You press me up against the wall beside your door while I kiss your neck and you fumble in your pocket for your keys. You find them and struggle for a moment to get the key in the hole. Once you do you swing open the door and carry me inside as I start to kiss your jaw. You kick the door shut behind us and head to your bedroom tossing me on the bed and climb on top of me and start kissing me again. I pull on the hem off your shirt. You take the hint and break off the kiss to pull off your shirt before resuming our kiss. You rub your hand up my thigh and groan when you realize I’m not wearing panties. You grab my hips and flip around so I’m straddling you, my breasts pressed against your chest as we keep kissing. You push my dress up and grab my ass for a moment before pulling it up and over my head. I sit up straight on top of you, completely naked now, my breasts large and perky and my pussy waxed clean. I grin and move off of you and start to undo your belt buckle and pants. You raise your hips and I yank them off and then grab you, admiring your cock before leaning down and locking the length of it. I put my mouth on the tip and swirling my tongue around for a moment before deep throating you. You grunt in surprise and then I start to move my mouth up and down. I continue for awhile and stop suddenly. I straddle you and grab you, rubbing you along my pussy. I put your tip at my entrance, pausing before easing myself down on you slowly. I take all of you in, sit there for a moment before starting to ride you roughly. I start to moan as you thrust your hips up in rhythm with me. You hands wonder all over my body, over my flat stomach, my bouncing breasts and my tight ass. You grunt before grabbing me again, flipping us without slipping out of me. I gasp in surprise, you start pounding my pussy at a fast pace and I arch my back as I cry out. You keep the pace up and I grab your arms, my nails digging into you as I hold on. “I’m gonna cum,” I moan loudly and I start to cum around you as I scream. You don’t stop though, you keep going and I keep cumming around you. You can’t take it and grunt as you pump me full of your seed. “Oh my god you didn’t just do that,” I gasp before pushing off of me. I jump off the bed and feel cum running down my leg. “I didn’t mean to, it just happened.” You explain as I pull on my dress.“ I can’t believe you did that,” I yell before storming out of the room. You never got my number or my last name.
OVER 9 MONTHS LATER You hear a knock on the door as your getting ready for a date. You grab a shirt and pulling it on before opening the door. Your eyes get big as you see me standing there. You look down and see that I’m pregnant, very pregnant. “Is that…? Mine?” You ask, shocked. “Sure is, daddy,” I say as I push my way in, you making room for my belly. You look me over and notice I’ve filled out with the pregnancy and my belly looks very low. I sit on your couch, “I think we have a lot to talk about.”
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Daddy's Home
I pull into a spot in the airport parking lot and grab my sign. I’m nervous, I’m full term with my husband’s baby but he hasn’t seen me pregnant. Not in person at all. He was deployed a week before I found out I was pregnant and I’ve had to go through my pregnancy without him, our families my support system. But now he’s home and he’ll be here for the birth which is the most important thing. I smooth my maternity shirt over my large belly then head into the airport and navigate myself to the arrivals. It’s crowd but I don’t see you in the first batch of people. I wait five minutes and I finally see you, towering above everyone in your uniform. I hold my sign high so it can catch you eye. I wave it a bit and you finally see it and jog over to me. Your first instinct is to pick me up into your arms but you see my big belly and stop, dropping your bag before kissing me passionately. We separate and you drop to your knee and kiss my dome of a belly, your hands on either side of it. I play with your hair as you murmur to your baby, then I notice people staring. Our scene slowly getting everyone one’s attention, a soldier and his wife.You stay like this for about 5 minutes before standing up and putting your hand around my shoulder. “Let’s go home darlin’” you say leading me out of the airport. I lean heavily against you as we get to the car, you help me in and kiss me deeply. You go around to the driver’s side and climb in. The whole way your hand ever leaves my belly, we finally make it home and head into the house. “Now you go sit down and watch TV while I cook you dinner.” I order, you try to argue saying we should order food but I won’t take no for an answer. You head into the living room and I head into the kitchen to start cooking.Â
After about an hour I call you into the dining room where dinner is waiting. As you sit at the head of the table, “Oh I forgot.” I say before heading back into the kitchen and returning with a cold beer for you. I sit down and we dig into dinner. We chat while we eat and suddenly I feel the baby kicking for the first time since you got here..”Honey come feel the baby!” I say excited. You hurry over and put your hand on my belly, I pick it up and move it over it where you can feel a foot poking out. You look up at me, amazed at feeling your baby kick for the first time.I smile and pull my shirt up over my belly. You kneel down in front of me and sit there feeling the baby kick for a few minute before your hands start to wonder all over my baby bump before reaching up and pulling off my shirt. You start to feel my heavy breasts, barely contained in my bra. You reach back and undo my bra with skilled hands. You rub the red marks and then start to play with my nipples, making me toss my hand back in pleasure. Your hands return to my belly, caressing the expanse of it. You stand up and then tug at my hands helping me to stand too. You lead me to our bedroom topless and help me into the bed before pulling off my long skirt revealing my lace panties which you quickly pull those off too. You stop for a moment, admiring what you did to me and then start to strip off your uniform. “How should we do this?” You ask in husky voice. I think for a moment and then turn over and get on my hands and knees. My pussy spread open for you, you climb onto the bed behind me and tease my opening with the head of your cock for a moment. But you can’t wait any longer and you start to push into my pussy. It’s so tight from not having sex for so long. You try to be gentle but your thrusts get frantic as you reach below and rub my belly. I start to moan as you fuck me roughly. “Yes baby I’m going to cum.” I cry out. You start to get close too but as I start to cum all over your cock you get help but cum too. You bury your cock deep inside of me as you pour your seed into me. We both collapse on the bed and I lay on my side. You rub my belly, the baby sleeping now but you can’t get enough of it. “You look so beautiful like this,” you tell me as I close my eyes and drift off to sleep.
2 WEEKS LATER
The past 2 weeks we’ve made love so many times, trying to make up for what we missed out on. I’m huge now, a week overdue and the baby is big too. My baby bump can’t stretch any further it seems like. We spend time with our families and today is your birthday. Your parents have planned a party at our house and they’ve tasked me with keeping you distracted while they set up. I tell you I want to go shopping for the baby, we’re walking around when I have to lean heavily against you as a pain grips my lower belly. “Darlin’ are you okay?” You ask when I make you stop. I put my arm on your arm, “I think that was a contraction,” I say. “Should we go back home?” I shake my head, “No if it’s real then it’ll take it’s time. This baby loves taking it’s time obviously. I’m a week overdue now.” I joke. You rub my lower back, still concerned “Okay if you say so.” I have random contractions for the next hour as we continue to shop. They aren’t serious and don’t bother me much. I get a text from your mom says it’s okay to head home. I take your hand, “Baby I think I’m ready to head home.” You chuckle, “Oh good, I thought you would overshop or something,” you say lifting the 6 bags in your hand. We go out to the car and unload the bags before heading home. We pull into our street and you notice all the car lining the road. “Darlin’ is there something you haven’t told me?” You joke. I giggle and we park and head inside. Once we walk in everyone shouts surprise and you laugh pulling me close. Everyone starts to come up to us, hugging you and rubbing my belly asking when I’m going to pop. The stream of people doesn’t seem to end, as the party goes on I keep having random contractions. Slowly they get closer and closer, by the time we start to have cake they start to get more painful. I try to hide it as I eat. You keep an eye on me, concerned and you notice that I keep pausing and rubbing my belly. You make your way over to me at the table, “Are you okay?” You ask putting your hand on my shoulder but before I can answer your mom grabs your arm. “Time for presents,” she announces. We follow her into the living room where I sit down heavily. I start to time my contractions as you open your gifts, they stay at the 6 minute mark. Our midwife told me to call when they are 5 minutes apart so I keep timing them as the party goes on. Some of the guests start to leave and the next contraction comes right at the 5 minute mark. I get your attention and you come sit beside me. “Honey I think it’s time to call the midwife. I’m going to head to the nursery and call her. Will you get everyone out?” I ask you. Your eyes get big but you nod. You help me up and I head to the nursery as you start to ask everyone to leave.
Once everyone is gone you head to find me. I’ve changed to a bikini top and shorts and I’m on the birthing ball, trying to get my hips to open up. “The midwife will be here in 30 minutes. Will you start to set up?” I ask. We’re having a home birth and the birthing tub has to be blown up and filled. As you start to fill it I get on my knees and lean against the birthing ball. The contraction are very painful now making me groan in pain. As the pool fills at the right temperature you get behind me and start to rub my lower back during the contractions. You hear the doorbell and rush out to answer the door. The midwife greets you and then follows you to the nursery where I’m trying to breathe through the pain. She starts to unpack and get ready but once the contraction ends she comes up behind me. “I’m going to check how far you’ve dilated,” she warns me before easing down my shorts. You watch as she slips two fingers inside of my laboring pussy. “Well you’re at a nine so your almost ready,” she tells me approvingly. She checks the baby’s heartbeat, which is strong and healthy, before stepping back. She’s here to make sure everything goes alright but we want to do this ourselves mostly. You check on the pool, the temperature is perfect and it’s half full. You realize you should probably change too, you tell me and hurry to the bedroom and pull on swim trucks. You can hear me moaning in pain from the nursery as your pulling them on. It reminds you off us making love and you have to stop yourself from lingering on that thought.
When you come back in I’m up and pacing the room with the midwife. You take her place and rub my tight belly as we walk. When a contraction comes I wrap my arms around your neck and bury my face in your chest, my belly hanging low between us as we sway side to side slowly. After a few contractions like this I feel something give deep inside of me and fluid starts to drip out of me. “Looks like that was your water dear,” the midwife says. The next contraction is more intense making cry out loudly into your chest. The midwife tells you the pool is ready and you wait until my contraction ends to lead me over there. “Ohhh it feels so heavy,” I groan as I waddle over there, with your help I get in the pool and sink down. The warm water eases some of the pain and makes some of the pressure disappear. You get in too and sit down leaning on the wall. I move between your legs and lay back against you. You put your hands on my belly and start to rub, a bit sad that I won’t be this big for awhile longer. The midwife comes and checks the heartbeat again, still good, and then checks to see if I’m fully dilated yet. “Well it looks like your ready whenever you feel the need to push.” She tells me.
After 20 minutes after laboring like this I finally feel the urge to push. I move to the other side of the pool and kneel with my arms of the side of the pool and start to bear down with the urge. You move behind me and rub my lower back as I push. After a few pushes you notice a bulge growing between my parted legs. “Breathe. Your doing so good,” you tell me as I cry out during a contraction. I nod and focus on my breathing until the next contraction comes and I forget all about it. “Oh god it hurts so bad,” I groan as the bulge gets bigger. “I know but you gotta keep pushing,” you tell me. As I push with the next contraction you see a small opening form between my lips. You reach down and cup the bulge feeling it grow as I continue pushing. The contraction ends and you keep your hand there. Once the next pain comes you feel the opening growing bigger beneath your palm. You move your hand and see black hair framed by my pussy. As I stop pushing it slides again a bit. It goes like this for a few pushes and then finally it stays, you cup the head as I sway between contractions. An intense contraction hits me, making me scream as I strain to push. It ends and I whimper “I can’t do this. It’s to hard.” You take my hand from the side of the pool and guide it to my entrance, “That’s our baby, you gotta do this so we can meet our baby.” You say lovingly. I scream again and give a big push and I start to really crown “Slow down darlin’ you don’t want to tear,” you remind me. I give some small pushes and get the baby out to its forehead before the contraction passes. “It burns,” I whimper as you caress the head. I don’t get much of a break before the next contraction and this time when I’m done it out to its eyes. I scream as I push again, this time the head pop completely out. “That’s great!” You exclaim while checking to see if the cord is around the baby’s neck. I reach down and feel the large head hanging out of me. You help the shoulder turn and when the next contraction comes I’m ready to push again. I cry out as the first shoulder pops out and the other one follows quickly after. You give a little tug and the baby slides into your arms. I gasp at the sudden emptiness and you pass me the baby between my legs. I pull him out of the water and rest against you. You kiss the top of my head as our son begins to cry. “You did it,” you whisper. “No, we did it.”
Birth In  A Car
I wake up to you kissing me while rubbing my overdue belly. I lazily smile as you caress the expanse of it slowly getting lower. “Not here, wait until we get home.” I whisper. We’re in the guest bedroom of your parent’s house, we stayed the night after a party last night. I was too tired for us to make the 2 hour drive home so I could bear to think of being in the car at the time. You grin and lean down pulling my sleep shirt up and gently kiss my belly, feeling the baby move beneath your hands. Your hand wonders down again and this time you go straight to my clit before I can object. My body jerks as you rub it quickly. I bite back a moan as you start to move yourself between my legs and press yourself against my wetness. You hover there for awhile, still rubbing my clit, driving me crazy. I flex my hips and the tip slips inside of me. You grin again and push yourself all the way in and this time I can’t help but moan as you start a punishing pace. Your hands roam all over my tight belly as it bounces from your thrusts, I can feel myself on the edge of an orgasm. “Harder, I’m going to cum.” I tell you and you oblige me. My walls start to grip you as continue to pound me. I arch my back, pressing my belly into your hands as I cum hard around you. As soon as I do you follow in suit, grabbing my hips to pull me harder against you. You gently rub my belly as you recover your breathing, “Was that okay? I didn’t hurt you did I?” you worriedly ask. I giggle as you move to lay beside me, “You should know I’m tougher than that.” I tease. I slowly ease myself off the bed to pull last night’s party dress back on, I smooth it over my belly and feel a small twinge that makes me gasp in surprise. Your instantly beside me with your hand on my belly. “Are you okay?” I smile up at you, “I’m sure it’s just Baxton Hicks.” I reassure you, as I go to look in the mirror. My long dark hair is a little crazy but other than that I look good for being 2 days overdue. My belly hangs low on my petite frame, my heavy breasts still perky despite them growing so much during this pregnancy. We finish getting around and we head downstairs for breakfast. I slowly made my way down, “Time for the walk of shame,” I laugh. Once in the kitchen your mother instantly comes to me and puts her hands on my wide belly, “Still nothing?” she asks. I shake my hand and grab some food. We stayed for a bit after breakfast while I have a few more pains and decide to head back home in case it’s really something. You help me ease myself into the car, you lean down and kiss me gently. We get on the road and you reach over to rub my belly as we drive. Being in the car seems to make my pains worse, making us think that I’m really in labor so far from home. After 30 minutes of the drive the pain is intense and contractions are getting close together. You look over at me concerned as I groan in pain, “Are we going to make it darling?” you ask as you rub my thigh. “We better,” I tell you. After awhile I can feel a pressure building inside of me. The next contraction grips me and I feel a release and then a wetness between my legs. “Oh god my water broke,” I tell you as I moan loudly. I get a minute of break and then the worst pain yet comes and I feel the urge to push. My body bears down without me trying, feeling the baby pushing through my cervix. “It’s coming,” I tell you. “Should I pull over?” You ask and I frantically nod my head as I start to push again. I can feel the head stretching me as it makes it’s way down, you find a side road and pull onto it. You turn to me and ask “What can I do?” I groan as I bear down and you watch helplessly rubbing my belly and murmuring encouragements. Once the pain passes I ask you to help me into the back seat so I can lay down. You rush around and open my door, I grab your arm and you help me out of the car. Once I get out another contraction making me lean heavily against you and push, my face on your chest screaming in pain. I feel like the baby is right between my legs making it hard to walk once the pain passes. You somehow get me to the back seat and help me to lay down in it. “Now what?” You ask as I’m pushing again, feeling like the baby is about to crown. “My underwear, take them off.” I instruct you. You hesitantly start to pull up my dress, “Please help me,” I beg you. You sense my desperation and push my dress up and over my belly. I see your eyes get big, “What? What it is?” I ask you as you look up my now bulging pussy, my lace underwear barely covering anything. You grab my underwear and I lift my hips up and you pull them down.I put my feet on either side of the door, really opening my hips up and now you get see dark hair showing in the small teardrop opening that has formed. “I can see it,” you tell me as I bear down again. The bugle seems to grow and more hair starts to show. I groan as the contraction ends and the baby slides back in. A few more contractions go just like that until finally it stays and the opening starts to grow with every push. Your hand rests on my thigh as you watch me struggle to birth your child. You can tell the head is big by the size of the bulge and worry about me getting such a big baby out of such a small hole but you don’t say anything. I try to pant through the pain until the next contraction comes, I groan loudly when it does and start to push again. A whole head of hair is showing now, my pussy burning as I stretch taunt around the baby’s head. I start to scream as I struggle to birth your child. The contraction ends and I lay back against the seat trying to relax even though I have a head half out of my pussy. “Darling your doing so good,” you encourage me while rubbing the top of the head lovingly. “It hurts so bad,” I whimper.”I know but reach down and feel how good your doing.” I gingerly reach down and cup the head, gasping as I feel the hair framed by my pussy. I rub the head as I wait for the next contraction. “Oh god,” I groan as the contraction comes and I bear down hard again, the head inching out to the ears before it passes. The next contraction comes again fast and this time I get the head out to the cheeks.Â
You hear something and glance up to see a police car pulling up behind us. One of the officers steps out, “Sir do you need any help?” he asks. I scream in the car as I push again and the head pops out with a rush of fluids. The officer hears me and rushes over to see what was going on and his eyes get huge when he sees me with my legs wide open and a head hanging heavily between my pussy as you support it. I lay back panting, feeling the odd sensation of the head all the way out. You check to see if the cord is wrapped around the neck as the shoulders turn. You marvel at the size of the head and the weight as we rest for a moment. I start to moan and lean up again to push as the officers both watch in shock as the first shoulder pops out and the next one follows. “Pull it out, just get it out,” I scream at you desperate for this to be over. You gently grab under the shoulder and tug until it slips all the way out leaving my hole gaping wide. You place the bloody baby on my still round belly and I pat it’s back until it starts to cry loudly. “Honey get a blanket,” I tell you as I cuddle the baby close. One of the officers snap out of the shock and grab the blanket for you and hands it to me. I cover the baby and it quiets down slightly. The silent officer comes to, “Sir you need to get her to the hospital. Follow us.” You help me to scoot back so I’m comfortable in the backseat before giving me a deep kiss. You run around the get in the driver’s seat and quickly take off. I ease off the top of my dress and start to nurse the baby, “I can’t believe we just had a baby. I’m sorry about your car.” I tell you as we follow the police car to the hospital.
Ready, Set, Action!
I’m impatiently waiting for you to come home, I’ve been horny all day and you’ve been at work. I hear your truck outside and head to the front door so I’m the first thing you see. You open the door and there I am in just a robe, but the robe isn’t big enough to hide my full term twin belly so it’s parted around it. You grin, you’ve been coming home to this for months and you can’t get enough. Any day now I’ll be having these babies so you love any chance you can get making love to your pregnant wife. “Welcome home honey,” I say as I walk to you while shedding the robe. Now I’m naked before you, my belly looking huge on my petite frame and the breasts to match. My dark hair hangs to my breasts and my blue eyes stare at you intensely. Pregnancy has rounded out my hips and ass too, like a fertile goddess. I step close to you, my belly pressing against you as I pull you in for a kiss. Your hands go to wrap around me but I pull back and turn around, heading up the stairs. I glance back at you, “Are you coming?” You chuckle and follow me, watching my ass as I walk up the stairs and into our bedroom. I turn and kiss you again before pushing you on our big bed and I start to undo your belt to release your hard erection. I tug on your pants and you rise your hips to help me pull them down. I pause as you kick your shoes off and then I take them the rest of the way off, your underwear following. I crawl up the bed, my belly pressed against your hardness for a moment before I straddle you. I rub my wet pussy on your cock for a moment before reaching between us and lining you up with my opening. I pause with just the tip in as you rub my overfilled belly feeling your babies moving. I take you all in suddenly making me moan as I start to ride you. I throw back my head as I keep a steady pace for a while. I stop and grind my hips against yours. You can tell I’m tired, my big belly making this hard to do so you grab my hips and gently flip me. You get off the bed and pull me by my hips to the edge of the bed before entering me again. You try to be gentle and not hurt me, I can tell your holding back. “Harder honey.” I moan and after hearing that you can’t stop yourself. I start moaning louder as you take me at a relentless pace. I cry out loudly, “I’m going to cum ,” right before my pussy starts squeezing you tightly. I arch my back as you grip my belly before going over the edge yourself.
I’m still trying to catch my breathe as you pull out and watch your cum leaking from my pink pussy. I lay there, recovering as you lay beside me. You rub my belly and tell me how beautiful I look carrying your babies. You hear my stomach growl, “I think the babies are hungry,” I laugh. You grin, “I’ll order some pizza, why don’t you have a shower and get cleaned up?” I agree and you help me off the bed and I head to the shower, cum running down my leg. You’re ordering the food as a call comes in on my phone, the director, probably wondering if I’m in labor yet. I’m an actress and having been working on a film the span of this pregnancy, as my belly grows naturally. The next scene will be the birth and everyone is wondering when that will be. You get the food ordered and head into the bathroom. You watch as I soap up my heavy belly and rest of my body before rinsing it off. I pant and leave against the wall for a second. You step forward, “Sweetheart are you okay?” you ask. I glance up, “I think it’s just a Braxton Hicks contraction,’ I tell you. “Oh well Nick just called and he’d love if this was the real deal.” I giggle and finish rinsing off before exiting the shower. I wipe myself down and go to your closet. Your clothes are the only thing that fits me at this point, I grab a shirt and some sweats and pull them on.
I head downstairs right as the pizza guy knocks on door, “Honey the pizza is here,” I call as I open the door. The guy’s eyes get huge as he takes in my pregnant frame and braless breasts. I take the pizza as you hand him the money. You notice him staring at me but I don’t. I never notice the awed stares. I head to the table and he watches me go. “Every second you look at my wife your tip gets lower.” You threaten and he looks at you, ashamed on got caught. You hand him the money and shut the door without a thanks. I put the two boxes on the table and find mine before digging in. You bring drinks and napkins in before doing the same. We eat and chat about our days. I finish and get up to clean up our mess. As I do a more painful contraction hits me, making me grab my chair for support. You jump up and put your hands on my shoulders as it passes. “That didn’t seem like a practice contraction.” You say. “It didn’t feel like one either.” I tell you. “Go sit on the couch and relax while I clean up. And maybe you should call Nick to let him know it might be time.” I nod and go to the living room and ease myself down on the couch before grabbing my phone and dialing the directors number. “Hey Nick, I’m having some contractions. I’m not sure if they’re anything yet but I just wanted to let you know.” I tell him. “Oh great! Let me call everyone and get them ready just in case. If they stop just let me know but if not be at the studio at 5 am.” We chat a bit more for a minute before hanging up. I glance at the time, 10 pm. If I am in labor I have to make it until morning. I turn on the tv and flip through the channels. I settle on a movie and decide to lay our the couch, on my side the couch isn’t deep enough for my belly. It hangs off a bit but its better than my back. I watch the movie and doze off. I wake every 15 minutes to breathe through a contraction. You come in and find me sleeping on the couch, you take a blanket and cover me up before sitting in the chair and falling asleep.
I labor like this for hours but soon the contractions start coming close together. At 8 minutes I can’t sleep anymore and sneak up stairs not wanting to wake you. I decide a warm bath might help, as it fills I text Nick that this is it. I strip off your clothes and I carefully climb in the tub and sink down in the warm water. I try to relax between contraction but they start to get more painful. You wake up suddenly and notice I’m not there,You look around confused and then you hear a loud groan from upstairs. You rush up and find me in the tub, my belly jutting out of the water, groaning loudly in pain. My hair is slick with sweat. You kneel beside the tub. “When did Nick say to come in?” You ask. “Not until 5.” I say, my eyes closed as I relax. You put your hand on my belly and it starts to tense and contract beneath you. My eyes and head pop up as I grunt loudly. It’s 3:30 and we need to leave in 30 minutes to make the call time. You wait for the contraction to pass and then you tell me we need to get ready to leave since it might take awhile. I nod and you help me up.
You grab a towel to start drying me off but before you can finish another contraction comes and I have to lean against the sink and sway back and forth. My belly hangs low between my spread legs, my pussy showing below it and you can’t help but get hard at the sight of your naked laboring wife. You put your hands on my back and beginning to rub as I moan through the pain that’s gripping me. The contraction passes but I stay like this, swaying still. You reach down with one hand and begin to rub my clit. I yelp in surprise but don’t pull away or tell you to stop. I’m surprised that it feels good among all the pain I’m feeling. I push back against you to let you know I want this. You continue as another contraction comes, the pain and pleasure making me louder than ever. My knees get weak and you have to hold me up until the contraction passes. Once it does you kiss my bare shoulder, “Do you want this sweetheart?” You whisper into my ear as you continue to swirl your thumb around my clit. I nod and lean back against you. You adjust your position, reach down beside my belly to rub my clit some more. I can feel your hardness against my lower back as you kiss my neck. I moan softly as you circle my clit faster until the next pain comes, as it grips my belly I get louder again. Unable to tell where the pleasure begins and the pain ends. I lean forward again and you follow, your hand never leaving my clit as I sway. It ends and you pull down your sweats and line up with my laboring pussy, “Are you sure?” You ask, I don’t answer, instead I push against your cock so you enter me. You groan at the sensation of my soaked pussy. You grab my hips and start to thrust until the contraction comes. It seems to squeeze your cock as my body tries to open up for your big babies. You stop and lean against my back wrapping your arms around my belly while we sway together. It passes and you grab my shoulders so I’m standing up with my back arched against you. You wrap your hands tight around me and slowly fuck me. Pausing only when contractions come, after the fifth one I’m breathing hard and crying out in pleasure. You can tell I’m close to orgasming but you don’t speed up for fear of hurting. So my orgasm builds up slowly as you thrust into me. I start to cum around you and you keep the pace as I scream in pleasure. I lean back down and try to recover just as another contraction comes. You stop thrusting but the contraction seems to be milking you for your cum and you can’t help but have the most intense orgasm of your life as I groan in pain, all the pleasure from before gone. You grunt as the pleasure keeps hitting you, finally the contraction ends and you can pull out. You sit on the side of the tub and watch your cum drip from my pussy to the floor.
You grab a towel and very gently clean up my pussy. After your done you help me dress and quickly pull on your clothes while I moan through a contraction. You glance at your clock to note the time. You help me walk downstairs and sit me on the stairs so you can grab my bag. You come back and I’m having another contraction. 5 minutes apart. You help me up the second it passes. “Let’s get to the studio quick.” You say as you help me to the car. Its still dark out and there’s no cars on the road as we speed to the studio, running late. You rub my legs through my contraction as we get closer. After 45 minutes we’re here, you park and jump out to help me. I can’t help but waddle slowly “It feels like Baby A is right between my legs.” I moan. We stop once so I can breathe through a contraction but we make it inside. They whisk me off to hair and makeup and you follow, concerned about our decision to let this birth be in a movie. I sit heavily in the makeup chair, they try to do quick work but I have several contractions in the chair. All the a while I feel an odd pressure building, they decide they’re done and you go to help me up. But as you do my water breaks and starts to pour out of me soaking my sweats.
The baby feels even lower as we try to hurry to the sound stage to make it to the scene. I stop as the pain squeezes my belly, “Ohhh god have to push.” I scream, the director hears me and rushes over. “Not just yet Kate, we’re almost ready.” He says. You scoop me up into your arms as I continue to cry out and try not to push. You help me on to the bed for the scene and help me strip off my sweats and panties and my shirt revealing a black sports bra but then have to step back. This is the worst part, in this movie I’ve been kidnapped and the man who did it knocked me up and is about to deliver my babies. You can watch along side the midwife in case I need help but you can’t hold me as I birth our twins. The crew scrambles around trying to get everything perfect, they tie my legs up loosely as I try not to bear down with the pains. The midwife hurries forward to check me, inserting her fingers to make sure I’m ready, “She’s at a 10. She’s ready. The director coaches me and the actor, John, on what we’re trying to do. They finally finish getting ready but at this point I’m screaming in agony. The director sits and settles himself in, you’re screaming your head for him to say action.
“Alright Kate just push when your ready. Action.” I pant as I wait for the contraction, the lights making me sweat as I do. After what seems like forever one comes and I can finally lean up and push with the urge. Finally being able to push is almost orgasmic, I bear down hard until it passes and I collapse back against the pillows. John rubs my calves, “That’s it, our babies our coming,” he whispers creepily. You can’t help but know that should be you. I push a few times feeling the baby stretching my birth canal, you struggle to watch this from the sidelines. After several more pushes you can tell a bulge is growing between my parted thighs. My progress slows as I push and the head slides back. Finally an opening forms, showing some dark hair. The teardrop grows while I push and then disappears while John murmurs encouragements in his creepy character. Several more pushes and the opening stays after every push. I lay back panting and look over at you, you give me a weak smile. “Alright Kate we need you to hold it right there for a few minutes” Nick says. He gestures to a guy who moves forward with his camera to get a closer view of my bulging pussy. I gasp as a contraction comes and I struggle to not push so they can get the shot. After 5 minutes they give me the okay and I push with the next pain. The opening grows and hair starts to show more thick as I struggle with the head. “John can you put your hands on either side of the head.” He gently placed his hands beside the head against my laboring pussy. "Oh god it burns,” I whimper as I groan. After a big push the forehead is out and I lay there with the head stretching my head. You watch as he rubs our baby’s head and you feel the anger build up that he gets to touch our baby before you. I rub down between my legs and gasp as I feel the baby’s and its thick hair. I look at our again with tears streaming down my face, wishing I hadn’t taken this role. Its to late now so I suck it up and focus on my task. “That’s perfect Kate. It looks great.” Nick announces. When the next contraction comes I keep my hand between my legs as I feel the ears and eyes emerge from me. My pussy stretched tight against the head as John traces the head. I put my hand on my belly feeling the second baby still moving, waiting for its turn. I give another big push and the head pops out completely with a gush of fluids. John checks the neck to see if the cord is wrapped around but it’s not. We wait as the shoulders twist inside me. Finally I’m ready to push the shoulders out. I give a good push and one pops another, then the other and the body follows, my hole now gaping. She immediately starts crying as John outs her on my slightly deflated belly. He quickly cuts the cord and the camera follows him as he takes the baby and carries out of the main shot to a crib on the other side of the side. You and the midwife rush forward as he walks back to me and you get to meet our daughter. You gently take her from the crib as the director yells cut. “Alright let’s check on Kate and Baby B.” He tells and the midwife heads to me and you follow staring at our baby in your arms. You sit beside me and I take the baby as the midwife checks the other baby’s heartbeat, it sounds good. Now we wait a bit and I give some pushes to move the baby down. I pull off my sports bra, to hot now for it. After a while I feel the baby pressed against my cervix, “it’s coming.” I pant as I hand the baby back to you. The midwife checks to make sure the baby is in a good position and heads off the scene. You leans down and kiss me, “You’re doing great,” you whisper giving my belly one last rub before taking the baby off the scene too. John comes back and resumes his place between my trembling legs. I moan as the next contraction comes and I start to push again. I thought it would be easier to get the baby down but it take longer, the head seeming to be stuck at times. I start to feel exhausted as I try to birth this head. The room seems like a 100 degrees. But then after all the struggle the head starts to show and my pussy starts to stretch again. But this time it feels like it like it’s stretching further as I scream. It burns worse and it’s now obvious this baby is bigger, that’s I’m struggling more as it slowly inches out of me. John looks at the director, concerned as I keep screaming. Finally the forehead starts to show and John goes to put his hand on it but I yelp, “Don’t touch it.” He looks at the director who nods saying it’s fine. John backs up and just watches as the eyes slowly emerge, and the nose as my pussy feels like its on fire. This baby’s head doesn’t pop out the the other, I have to push it out inch by inch and finally its free. I can feel it squirm as it’s head hangs out of me heavily. I groan as I wait for the next contraction but it feels like it will never come. I lay like this for 5 minutes, the baby taking it’s time as I rub the head gently. Finally the shoulders turn and I push a shoulder out with a lot of work. The contraction ends leaving me in pain with one shoulder out and one shoulder in. Another one comes and I manage to get the other out. John goes to pull it out but I tell don’t touch again so he just supports it. I continue to struggle with this big baby inch by inch, having to pause once the chest is out. I lay back panting, now with half the baby out of me. You watch jealously as another man supports your half-born child. I grunt and bear down again and the rest of the baby slips into his waiting hands. I collapse unto the pillows as he puts the baby on my deflated stomach. The other baby begins to cry as he grabs it and lays it beside me. He kisses me on the forehead and the director yells cut. You rush forward as he announces I just gave birth to the youngest movie stars. You climb in the bed and admire our second daughter and I start to nurse the first. “Next time let’s have a home birth,” I whisper the words you want to hear the most. I kiss you deeply.
