24F with breeding and birthing kink. I'm actually quite shy tbh but I would love a daddy who wants to breed me, take care of me and deliver our babies <3
🜼 ⋆ freak choso sucks on your tits while you wash his hair.
he doesn’t mean to do it like that.
you’re just sitting on his lap, trying to rinse the shampoo from his hair, but his hands slide up under your shirt like they belong there. like touching your tits is part of the routine now. and when he cups them. his big hands soft and warm against your skin. he hums low in his throat like it’s calming him down.
“these help,” he mumbles, dragging his thumbs over your nipples, slow like he’s petting them.
you twitch. hard.
“help what?” you whisper, breath catching.
“me. it helps me concentrate,” he says simply. like it makes perfect sense. like rubbing slow circles into your aching nipples is normal you for, like it’s therapeutic. meditative.
then he leans forward, still wet from the sink, and licks one, just one, soft and flat and your thighs tremble on either side of him.
“they taste clean,” he says, like he’s evaluating you.
and then he sucks. open mouth, full tongue, cheeks hollowing like he’s trying to drink something out of you. one hand still squeezes your other tit like a stress toy, absently stroking your nipple between his fingers.
you whimper, your hips rocking forward desperately looking for some friction.
he pulls off with a quiet pop, looks up at you and blinks.
“…do you want me to stop?”
“no,” you gasp. “just—don’t talk about it.”
he nods. then puts both your tits in his mouth again.
and keeps sucking.
like it’s just something he needs. like it’s how he self-soothes. like you’re the only thing that tastes right.
you can hardly hear choso's words, they're muffled into the crook of your neck, but you can hear the desperation in his tone as clear as day. he always gets like this when he's been away... touchy. horny.
"i'm pretty sure i've seen you sleep standing up like a horse," you grumble, trying (and failing) to push the mass of body weight off you. "we just had sex, cho, i've got enough of you inside me as it is. we don't need to cockwarm."
you aren't wrong, he told you he's been 'saving up' for you, and it wasn't an understatement. he's only been away for a week, but you're almost bloating with what feels like a months worth of unspent cum inside of you. you'd think, if he weren't so insistent about keeping you all to himself, that he was trying to fuck a baby into you.
"even better," he lifts his head and looks down at you, his cock already hard again and pressing against your sore thigh. "i can... plug you up. keep it in."
"very unhygienic. do you know anything about PH?"
"what? i don't use that site anymore. it makes my stomach hurt. feels like cheating."
"no, i mean—" you blink up at your boyfriend. "wait, what?"
"why would i want to watch other people do those things? i'm not a cockholder."
"cuckold, baby."
"i'm not a cuckold."
you can't help the laugh that slips past your lips. it makes choso laugh too, though you're sure he doesn't know why the two of you are laughing.
laughter turns into kisses somehow, as it usually does, and then kisses quickly turn into a wet tongue trailing down the column of your neck. his tongue laves at the juncture of your throat and shoulder, slow and sloppy like it's new skin he's exploring and not the same flesh he's conquered ten times tonight.
"wanna fall asleep inside of you," he pleads. "i'll be so good, i won't move or anything. you'll hardly notice me."
well that's a fucking lie if you've ever heard one. choso is more than big, and has a tendency to force your body to tighten up around him in some twisted biological ploy to keep him inside of you.
still, the idea is appealing. you always find yourself melting into his pleads, especially since he asks so nicely... "fine," you groan. "okay. you can put it back in, but we are going to sleep."
"i promise," he practically moans already pulling one thigh open to fit himself at your entrance. "thank you thank you thank you."
despite having taken him countless times already, you still gasp at the stretch of him pushing inside of you. you wonder if you'll ever get used to it.
he drapes his weight over you once he's buried himself to the hilt and you let out a deep sigh in turn. you can only describe how well he fits inside of you as natural—like every inch of him was moulded to fit your heat without fail.
"see?" he whispers against your jaw, kissing the corner of your mouth before tucking his face back into the crook of your neck. "i could stay like this forever."
and for a little while, he does. he relaxes fully, the only indicator of him still being awake is the sweet hums he lets out as you card your fingers through his hair and scratch gently at his scalp. and, despite his weight on top of you, relaxation takes hold quick, and you find yourself drifting off into the comfortable embrace of slumber.
until he moves, of course. his shoulders tense and his face scrunches up against your neck in obvious frustration.
"don't," you keep your eyes shut beneath him. "don't you dare."
he shifts against you, cock twitching where it’s locked deep inside. "but—"
"choso."
he groans pitifully and lifts his head just enough to look down at you. "i need to move."
"you promised," you crack one eye open to look at the flush decorating his cheeks, visible even in the low light. you try and keep a stern look on your face, but you're already shifting your hips in anticipation. "we need to sleep."
choso's forehead drops down to press against yours. he screws his eyes shut, looking a lot more distraught than need be. "i know, but i..." he swallows hard, and you can feel the pulsing of his cock inside of you, "...i wanna fuck you so bad."
I thought maybe a hands and knees birth would be satisfying for you but you knew getting me on my back would be much better for pictures and spreading. Of course you are right, the customer is never wrong!
Boy did things feel heavy once I was on my back for you! Even with the big head out, look how giant my belly still is? My lips were burning like crazy and I think everyone knew I was going to need some assistance with this one. I'd glad they could pull my heavy legs for me so you could get some good video of it. I felt stuffed like a turkey- look at that squirt of birthing fluid when she slides my sore labia down over your baby's face!
Here was your perfect shot. I could tell you were so proud when you asked everyone to stop and for me to smile for the camera while we all helped keep my legs open for your viewing pleasure. I thought the body was maybe stuck he felt so massive in me.
After all the good crowning and head shots you wanted, you said you were ready to watch me push hard. And boy was it hard, I could barely squeeze the head out, let alone the body.
The midwife even had to push down heavily on the big pregnant belly you gave me to try to help the baby out. I know I got really big but I was so surprised to feel and see just how huge the baby was as I struggled to deliver for you. The midwife had a little struggle too trying to help me.
I could see you growing impatient and the midwife was yanking at my birth hole so hard, all I could do was push even more for you. Thanks for pinning me down, I wasn't sure if I'd be able to perform just as you wished once he started coming out. But finally, I was able to birth him out for you.
I guess it makes sense I grew so large, all of me. That toddler I birthed for you was starving and of course you owned my engorged tits and all the milk therein. As he was feeding, you suggested we go for twins next time since I clearly had no issues supplying and feeding this first of many children for you.
Need to eat out a sweet little thing while they're in labor.
They're laying on their back, legs spread wide, massive belly heaving with endless contractions. It's been hours and finally the head of the first baby bulges out their pussy - can't take long until they're crowning.
Shhh, don't cry baby, Daddy will make you feel better, alright?
I go down on them to have a better look, my breath ghosting over their poor cunt; clit stretched out, red and swollen, begging to be relieved. They moan as another cramp squeezes their belly, try to ease the pain rubbing into the sore muscles.
You're doing so good. Look at your little clitty, it needs me so much.
I lick over their aching heat, make them gasp with oversensitivity. I place one hand on the tender skin of their belly, feeling the babies squirming inside, before I dive in to pleasure them as they deserve. Moans and whimpers filling the room, pussy pulsing and clenching - just as their tight stomach.
They're so close the whole time, but everytime they tell me they'll cum, pain washes over their distended middle, ruining the orgasm. So by the time they finally get to cum, they explode around the babies head that's stretching them open, their body overfilled and completely overstimulated.
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