Pushing Hard

female| 19| fill me up and keep me that way🤤 Pregnancy and Birth fetish blog 18+only

[wannabedaddy25-deactivated20200]

**This clip is not mine, as seen by the original tag!**

Sometimes you have to scour the internet to find old content that existed before the great tumblr purge. I’ve had so many people reply/message me about the gifs I made from this that I can’t help but post the full video

Honestly I still remember finding tumblr for the first time and seeing this clip, that slow reveal to a tight, stretch-marked belly. Her little moans as she presses her hands against it. It has always been some of my favorite content here, and I’m happy that it will rotate again :)

[heavywithourbabies]

Always reblog

[heavywithourbabies]

You gotta listen to this clip. It’s like an instant erection for me

[goodgirlbigpush]

I want to feel your hand, holding a warm wash cloth against my perineum. Your finger, gently tracing, massaging my opening. Our baby’s head is heavy in my pelvis.

“Look at you, you’re doing it! Good girl.”

[being-heavily-pregnant]

Me and who ?

[foxolotmoon]

Me and who i still wonder 🥲

[angelicm0ans]

i just have to reblog this every time i see it because I WANT THIS TO BE MEEEEE

[tbgblr2]

She’s my goddess. Her pregnant form is ripe… no… fecund. The word seems more meaningful.

I’ve got a front - and let’s be honest, only - row seat to her performance.

She has her legs pulled back. She has a look of concentration in her features. She grunts with effort. I sit and watch, slack jawed, enraptured.

She scowls. “Get your fingers to work.” She says it with a sense of urgency.

I of course have the attitude of what the lady wants, the lady gets, and I set to work. My fingers tracing around the circumference of her strained lips. I feel the bulge of what is inside just behind those same lips. She whimpers whilst letting out a groan. My finger finds her clit. “Just there… right there.” She certainly seems to appreciate that.

She closes her eyes and pushes. I see her lips part. She’s panting then gets back to it. Another push. Opening up a little more. She gasps and it slips back in.

“Oh I felt it move. I don’t know if I can get it out.”

I reassure her “You’ll get it out baby. You know you can. I love you.” That at least gets a smile on her lips.

She’s back at it, pushing, pushing, pushing. She’s certainly trying her best. I see the dark shape spreading her wide. She’s letting out a sound which is a mix between a wail and a moan but it’s working.

The bulge between her legs gets bigger and bigger until it’s almost at the tipping point. She’s stretched wide and far and surely it’s at the widest point. I’m encouraging her - she’s a natural at this.

There’s a gasp of relief and everything happens at once. It’s out. There’s a trickle of liquid dripping from between her legs. The black inflatable she was pushing out sat bulbous and slick as I picked it up and rubbed it gently between her lips. She squealed with joy.

Yeah I think she’s ready for the real thing.

[heretek-birth]

want to sit in your lap while you baby me through every contraction, want to cry into your chest while rub my swollen pregnant pussy against your thigh, i don’t know what’s happening but the urge to push is taking over me, want to tell you, whine that it feels weird daddy, somethings coming out-! would you ask me, so sweetly, if i’m pushing? would you scold me, ask me- did daddy tell you you could do that? would you help me push or do you think i look cute holding back?

-🐶

Mmmmmh, yes, I'd love to hold you on my lap while you labor, to press your head against my chest and whisper encouragement in your ear as I work you through the contractions one by one. I'd keep you in the dark about *everything* that's going on - about why your stomach has been getting bigger and bigger, why you've been having all these cramps in your belly, why you've been feeling all this pressure and what you can do to stop it. I'll just hold you on my lap, rubbing my hands on your belly and helping you rock your hips against me as the contractions come one after the other. "Therrrrrre you go, baby. Are you pushing now? Is it too much for you?" I can feel your body stiffening against mine - I know what the answer is, but I want to hear you say it. Maybe you'll be good and admit it, or, maybe, you'll just stubbornly shake your head. "No, baby, we can't be doing that." I'll tip your face up towards mine, let my eyes meet yours. "I know it's hard, but I want you to hold back for me, okay?" I'll help guide your hips to move a little more against me. "Thaaaaaaat's it, baby, just pant through it. Just pant through it for me, there you go." I can feel your body struggling to hold back as you feel something *huge* and *heavy* moving down inside your hips, see tears leaking from your eyes as you fight so hard to be good for me. "Perfect, perrrrrrrrrfect, just grind on my thigh, baby." I'll pull your head close to me again, let your tears soak into my shirt. "Just keep panting and grinding alllllll that pressure away, just pant and grind, baby." As the contraction ends, I'll slow your movement down a little to help you relax against me, run my fingers through your hair, whisper softly in your ear how well you're doing, how you're being so, *so* good holding back for this long. Then, for the next contraction, we'll do it all again. And the next one. And the next. And the next. You'll feel that pressure come and go, again and again, as that huge mass moves slowly, sloooooowly down inside you, until you can feel it just starting to press against your lips. And it'll stay there, no matter how much you squirm and pant and moan, no matter how many contractions you struggle your way through, as I keep you firmly in place on my thigh, as you hold your own baby inside you in search of comfort from me. It won't last forever, of course. There'll be time, eventually, for me to help spread your legs wide open, to count down from ten while you bear down with all your might, for you feel yourself burn and stretch and burn some more as you open up, bit by bit, for the head of our baby. But, not right now. Right now, I want to keep you just like this, to hear you panting and moaning and whimpering against my chest, to help you press the head inside again each time you grind your hips, to keep you just like this, moaning and panting and so *unbearably* adorable while you're stuck in labor, just a little bit longer.

[sparrowthestrange]

(little writing dabble just to prove I still can.) The baby is so low, my hips ache. My back spasms. I lean on the kitchen counter where I had been prepping dinner. The baby is so low. I feel my belly tensing with a contraction. It hits hard and I can't help but let out a long low groan, spread my legs a bit and lean against the cool granite countertop. "ooohhh, come on baby. mmmm- you're so big. Fuck!" I curse when the contraction ends and I'm just left with the feeling of horrible pressure. It's going to be a long night if this keeps up!

[allkindsofpreg]

I sit behind you in the massive tub, the water doing nothing to ease the pressure ramming through your pelvis. My hand is between your legs, fingers circling the teardrop shape of your opening. You pull your knees back, hips opening painfully wide as you bear down hard with another contraction. My palm fills as the baby’s head bulges and strains against your tight folds. My fingers part to trace the outline of the modest crown, stretching and teasing apart the sensitive tissues until your desperate whines condense into a scream.

It’s okay, take a breath. I’ve got you. The head’s not going anywhere, but now the only way to make it better is to get the baby out. Keep pushing.

My other hand reaches around your massive belly and together they form a ring around the little protruding dome and give you something to push against. It’s burning now, but you can’t stop. Your feet find purchase on the rim of the bath and fingers clutch desperately at your shaking thighs to keep them from snapping shut against the unbearable fiery stretch.

You’re doing so well. You’re at a full crown now, but you’ve got to wait for another contraction to push again. I like you like this—moaning and writhing against me as you struggle to birth this massive head. Perhaps my hands will stay right where they are, keeping you at the peak of fullness for just a little while longer.

[heavywithourbabies]

Oh baby girl, what are you doing? I heard you moaning so low and deep. Oh. Look at you. So horribly pregnant you can't find comfort in anything. Your back screaming from the baby and the all the weight in your heavy belly and tits. Belly aching as my big fat baby drops low in your heavy uterus. All the terrible pressure bearing down right on top of your poor vagina as you get lightening crotch.

Sweetheart, you look like your in pure misery carrying Daddy's baby right now. Want you to squat as low and deep as you can and you ride the wave. I know you want to push so badly. I know you've reached your limit. You're doing such a good job. Daddy is so proud of you for carrying his babies.

That's it baby girl, keep moaning it out loud. Daddy will get on the floor and softly rub and play with that swollen bulging pussy while you groan and grunt with your heavy pregnancy.

You're doing such a good job babe. You're fucking glowing.

[gravidwithlore]

I love the trope of being fucked into labor (water breaking) because it can be such a spectrum:

- You haven't even started fucking me yet, but Im just so ripe and ready to pop thay just a single touch to my sopping wet cunt or a hard slap against my fat ass and my waters are gushing out of me

-We're still in foreplay mode, you haven't even put it in yet, just made me cum on your tongue, and that was enough to have my waters splashing all over your face

- I've only just gotten all of you inside me, the weight of my gravid womb forcing me all the way down to the hilt. Neither of us have begun moving yet, and I feel a rush and release of the pressure in my belly that's been building up for hours.

- You've orgasmed inside me, with my legs locked around your waist, and my waters come flooding out with your cum.

-It takes a bit longer than either of us expected, considering I've looked seconds away from labor for days now, but after a few times of making me cum so hard I see stars, I feel an even sweeter release and the head of our child moves even lower in my belly.

-We've been at it for practically days now, contractions and orgasms repeatedly rocking through my body, yet my waters refuse to break no matter how desperately you've fucked into the base of my cervix. By the time it happens, I'm so delirious and cum-drunk, I don't even realize until our child is crowning at my cunt.

- Why. Won't. My. Water. Break. No matter what we've tried, even beyond sex, no matter how close together and intense my contractions are, no matter the fact that our baby has started to grow too big in my womb, my water won't break. I refuse to get a c-section because now I'm determined, I know if we try harder, fuck harder, my waters will break on your cock... eventually.

[heavywithourbabies]

Always reblog

[its-crowning]

make me so pregnant it hurts

[its-crowning]

someone telling their baby to get out of them because they're so uncomfortable >>>

[bigb3llybaby-deactivated2025083]

it’s so hot how big your belly has gotten, the way it’s protruding outward like an overinflated beach ball. the way your hips and thighs have thickened in order to handle the new found weight of your gigantic belly.

and don’t think those huge milky tits we’re being forgotten. The way the balloon out filled to the brim with milk straining against what little clothing you can still wear. watching you struggle to bend over and do basic tasks because your tight heavy belly and leaky tits are in the way

and deep down you know you like how much you struggle. the straining and groaning while your trying to move. just admit it.

[underbelly05]

[wannabemommy-deactivated2025081]

Struggling like this for daddy 😚

[bellystretchinglover-deactivate]

[angelicm0ans]

this… this is what i wish i could be doing at the moment. laying in bed, vibe to my cl!t, watching in endearment as our baby wriggles about while i please myself.

[bigb3llybaby-deactivated2025083]

if she can reach her cunt then she isn’t big enough yet

[cinwritesbirth]

So like... what do I have to do to get a man to call me his good girl and hold the head in while he tells me he knows I can hold his big babies in just a little longer while I wail that it's coming out now I have to push oh god?

Asking for a friend.

[heartshapedwomb22]

going into labor while in someone's lap turns me on so much. moaning and whimpering as my back arches and their hands hold and rub my belly from behind. im accidentally turning them on from the combination of my sounds and the way i subconsciously rock my hips in their lap to try and cope with the pressure. they cant help but hump my ass and rub my clit as i pant and groan, feeling their baby press against my pelvis so heavily.

[heibaixiongmao]

Fuck me into labor in the nursery we built together.

Make me moan as I sway my hips through the contractions and rub my swollen belly, heavy with a love you've given to me.

I'll think of the late nights we'll spend rocking our little potatoes to sleep while gripping the side of the crib through a wave of pain.

[fleursinthewall]

Iddkkkk seems kinda unfair I don’t have a big kicky baby in me right now 🫤 especially not one that’s putting soo much pressure on my pelvis and has me groaning every time I move…hmm