seeking birth roleplay partners! goes without saying, but minors DNI
likes:
- fpreg
- breeding/pregnancy kink and most things attached
- lactation
- long/difficult/painful births
- public/inconvenient births
- orgasmic births
- sex/masturbation before/during/after labor
- clothing births
- birth denial
- dom/sub dynamics
- big emphasis on crowning
maybe/willing to try’s:
- mpreg
- pee in the context of labor/pushing
- cnc
- incest/fauxcest roleplay
hard no’s:
- excessive gore/sadism
- scat
like i said, i’m pretty new to this kink so this list is not exhaustive and i’m willing to explore most things (besides anything related to my hard no’s of course)!
Sometimes when I masturbate I think of a memory of when I was pregnant, a particular visit I had at my doctor’s office. I had a midwife I usually saw, but on a particular day she was unexpectedly out and I saw a different doctor instead. The actual visit was fairly professional and not exciting, but because of my birth fetish, I like to imagine it going much different.
Obviously I have a birth fetish, I did since I was young, I still have it even after giving birth. But I also have a medical fetish, and am very submissive, and as well I like the older/younger dynamic (of consenting ages to be clear!!).
One time I showed up for my regularly scheduled OB appointment at about 8 months, and for whatever reason my midwife wasn’t in that day. She had some emergency. The only available doctor was a male, much older (Idk, 50s?) and I considered leaving, they gave me the option. I complained at the desk about how I should’ve been told this in advance, but the office was fairly far and it was a hassle to get to so I said fuck it, let’s just do it.
I wore a dress to most of my appointments so if I did need to get a belly scan or an internal exam I didn’t need to change into a paper gown, I could just pull my dress up. It felt more modest this way, somehow. I sat on the exam table in my dress and he came in, and he was very pleasant, very nice. He was alone, no medical assistant - I didn’t think anything of this at the time because my midwife almost never had an MA in with her, but I’ve later learned it’s allegedly standard for a male physician to have a female MA if he’s examining a female patient.
Anyway, he felt my belly and said everything looked good, he asked if I had any breast discharge and I said I had started to make what I thought was colostrum, and he said that was good. He told me not to try to express any on purpose because nipple stimulation can cause early labor, but that if some leaks out on it’s own it’s OK, and I told him sometimes it did. He moved to the end of the table and examined my feet and ankles and legs, probably for swelling to check for blood pressure issues or something, and I remember thinking how good his hands felt squeezing my feet. I don’t mean in a foot fetish sort of way, just that I was 8 months pregnant and my feet were sore and it felt nice.
He asked me a lot of questions about my stress and my sleep and how well I was eating, he looked me in the eyes for the entire conversation which really affected me I won’t even lie, it was at this point that I started to like, connect the fetish-y parts in my brain and realized that I really kind of enjoyed this situation. He said everything so far looked really good and I thought we were about to be finished but he reached under the table and unclicked the stirrups, he put them in place and then tapped them and was like “let’s get you checked out real quick so you can be on your way”, he said it so casual like it was known all along that I would be examined. I wasn’t expecting it, and it caught me off guard, and I felt very embarrassed. Yes I had the fetish but I was also really scared, and young, and this wasn’t my usual doctor. I didn’t really know what to do, and I didn’t feel comfortable saying “no”, I mean, it’s a doctor, this is an exam, why would I refuse it, so I did it
I got off the table (he had to help me) and he turned around as I removed my panties and I put them on a chair (under my purse, idk why him seeing them made me scared) and then I got back on the exam table (again with help), and scooted down. I lifted my butt to gather my dress around my waist and finished scooting down. I felt his hands take my feet and he placed each ones in the stirrup and then he wanted me to scoot down even more, my ass was slightly over the table end, my knees were still closed. I remember being thankful that I had shaved down there, or at least attempted, I always kept it shaved in case I got an exam or went into labor. It wasn’t easy with my belly but I did my best using a mirror.
He said he was just going to do a visual check for swelling and then an internal examination to check my cervix and not to worry because there wouldn’t be any speculum or swabs or anything. At this point, laying there staring at the ceiling with my knees shut knowing I was about to be completely open for this man, my heart was absolutely pounding but I was getting really horny, I won’t even lie. Mixed in with that horniness was shame and embarrassment, and just…I was so shy. Eventually I heard the magic words “let your knees fall to the sides” and I did, slowly, not purposely drawing it out just I was very shy and timid. And he didn’t touch me right away, I had my eyes shut so I don’t know exactly what he was doing, maybe he was preparing something or whatever but it seemed like he was just looking for a moment before proceeding.
I think about this moment a lot, how sexy that really was, my heavily pregnant teen body exposed from the waist down, my dress bunched around my waist, my legs wide open for a surprise pelvic exam. When I remember the moment it makes me really horny, and I like to think he was so taken aback by how sexy I looked, my pregnant vulva all smooth and pink and open for him. I like to think that my lips were parted a little from being horny, maybe my clit was poking out a little bit, I was probably a little visibly wet from everything that was happening. I love thinking of myself laying there so open, I think being open is the sexiest part of the medical/labor/birth fetish that I have. Just exposed, my vagina completely on display for him, a man I had met only minutes ago.
I felt his gloved fingers on my labia, slightly puffy from the pressure of my belly, and I remember thinking how much I wanted him to just graze my clit, just a little, please, touch it just a little..but he didn’t of course. Instead I vaguely heard his voice announce he was going to be checking my cervix, and before I had time to process that I felt his thick finger enter my pussy. My cervix is far back and tilted slightly, information I discovered during the pregnancy when my midwife had trouble at first, so he had to insert his finger in all the way and really probe me. It always hurt to get my cervix checked, I never liked them but I just accepted it as part of being pregnant.
I felt his finger reach my cervix and he said I wasn’t dilated or effaced or anything, which was disappointing because all the forums and stuff I was reading in my mom groups had women with my due date who already had progress. I remember feeling so full, though, his finger was thick, and when I fantasize and rub my clit I imagine how sexy it would’ve been if the appointment had gone different, if he wasn’t so professional, if he was so overcome with lust by my pregnant teen pussy that he leaned in and started eating me in the stirrups, lapping up all of the juices that flowed out of me, while his thick finger probed my still-closed cervix, knowing that in just a few short weeks I’d be spread open very similarly as my cervix spread and spread and painfully made way for my baby. I knew he probably saw hundreds of pregnant pussies in his career but I always like to imagine and fantasize that mine was the one that pushed him over the edge, he couldn’t resist leaning in and tasting me, licking my hard little clit as it shyly peeked out, unable to hide due to how wide the stirrups had me.
Sometimes I imagine how embarrassed and shy I’d be if I came right in front of him, all over his finger, during my cervical exam, my thighs trembling in the stirrups and his finger coated in my juice, the intensity of my orgasm causing my belly to tighten up and contract, breaking my water right there in the room, and having to push immediately, his finger still buried in me as the baby’s head made its way down, how shocked he would be as he called for a nurse and scrambled to get things ready for a surprise delivery…or maybe he wouldnt? Maybe he’d stay eating my pussy even as I pushed, letting me push right on his face, my contractions building me to another orgasm as my pregnant teen snatch lay open for this man, how good his warm tongue would feel bathing my labia and clit as my whole vagina began to burn from the pressure of the baby’s head. Maybe I’d start crying, from embarrassment, from pain, from fear, from pleasure, unable to form words due to to how good his tongue felt and how painful pushing was.
I usually cum right when I imagine him, his face still buried in my pussy, encouraging me to push, his words muffled as he lapped my clit, telling me how good I’m doing and how pretty I am, what a pretty little birthing whore pushing for him, giving him a private show.
Of course, he was professional IRL and the appointment ended a few moments after he did the cervical check, and I got dressed and left. But it’s so much fun to think about this fantasy, and I wanted to share it with you.
Reblogging now that I have a (slightly) larger following and it deserves love. NOTE I refer to myself as a “teen” in this post, and I was, but I was of LEGAL AGE when I was pregnant and gave birth.
please please please I'm begging you to film & somehow, somewhere upload a video of yourself getting off to birth. Extra points if you reach orgasm during it. Extra EXTRA points if I can see the video while you're masturbating to it. PLEASE I'm begging you. I love watching people cum to birth and there aren't many videos out there for it.
Here it is!! Baby’s first pushing audio (pun intended.) HUGE VOLUME WARNING, I cannot emphasize how much this turns into just screaming. I thought it was gonna be tamer but I got possessed by the power of birth or something. I do plan to create tamer/sexier ones in the future, so if me blowing my voice out isn’t your thing then don’t worry.
Having an Intimate Freebirth
(WARNING: NSFW content, descriptions of birth, sex, intimate contact, and my own opinions about homebirth and freebirth)
These are my thoughts on natural homebirth and having an intimate homebirth between a mother and father (or partner). Some people refer to this as freebirthing. Not all freebirths are as intimate as what I describe below, but they do allow the freedom to choose a path that is right for the individual couple. This describes one of those possible paths. My views here may be a bit controversial, but it just my view about what birth can be for those who are open to a more holistic birth experience.
I sometimes hear people say that their hospital birth experience was traumatic, and that their doctors and nurses treated them like customers in a business that is all about getting people in and back out quickly so they can move on to other customers. You hear the stories about hospital births going something like this: a Pitocin drip to speed things up, a cold hospital room full of medical equipment, fears of C-sections if labor doesn’t progress fast enough, nurses yelling to “push!” every 2 seconds and doctors saying “we have to get this baby out!”, episiotomies, followed by pulling the baby’s head with forceps or vacuum, not even waiting for contractions to pull the baby from the birth canal, fathers feeling helpless, mothers feeling exhausted, and multiple stitches from the quick delivery that didn’t allow for natural stretching.
But what if more mothers and fathers took things into their own hands? What if more people looked at birth differently? How did a mother get pregnant in the first place? Pregnancy is often planned and looked forward to between two people who share a loving bond. Labor and birth should be no different. It should be an intimate act between mother and partner as the final culmination of 9-10 months from the sexual act that created new life.
In my view, birth shouldn’t simply be viewed as a medical procedure - like getting a kidney stone removed. This is a whole body, mind experience that should include both parents in a setting and manner that represents their union, including an intimate birth experience.
Wouldn’t it be great if more doctors, nurses, doulas and midwives were open to this idea? And while there are some who are, many still have outdated views about childbirth. I’m of the belief that unless there is a medical reason not to (high risk pregnancy, etc), home births are a safe choice that promotes a more relaxed birth setting, and allow more options that cannot be considered in a hospital or birth center.
For instance, one option couples could explore at home, but cannot in a hospital is intimate contact. We know that sex throughout labor can help distract the mother and create a more relaxed atmosphere - as vaginal, clitoral and breast stimulation produces many hormones that help reduce stress. Vaginal stimulation or intercourse before birth can both open the cervix and vaginal opening, increase uterine contractions, and make the birth canal better lubricated for the pushing phase. A male partner’s semen contains prostaglandin - which help soften the cervix, and sexual contact and semen can help lubricate the birth canal.
Clitoral stimulation especially helps with pain as it releases endorphins and other hormones. I have read stories of women having clitoral stimulation during the crowning and pushing phase, and orgasming as they give birth at home, which helped relieve pain.
If this helps open up the birth canal, and relieves pain, then there should be no stigma attached to women doing this. And mothers wouldn’t feel the stress of being told when to push. Instead they should be allowed to give into natural urges, and the ability to slow things down or to push as their bodies tell them to.
I also don’t see a reason why fathers (or partners) also shouldn’t enjoy pleasure from watching their partner during labor and birth - just as much as the mother. If sex between mother and partner made this moment possible, then sex during labor and birth are just a natural extension of the 9 month journey. Oxytocin is a bonding chemical produced during labor, so it makes sense that there should continue to be a sexual bond between mother and father throughout the labor and birthing process.
There are also many primal similarities between giving birth and having sexual intercourse. The sounds of labor are erotic and similar to sex - grunting, heavy breathing, moaning, sweating, lots of wetness, exposed genitals, vaginal opening swelling. Feeling sexually aroused by all of this is a natural response, not something to be ashamed of. It might make some uncomfortable to think about, but I can think of nothing more erotic than showing the bond between mother and partner by both parents enjoying sexual contact during the labor and birthing process.
For some mothers, it might make the process easier by having distractions and encouraging the release of key hormones. They could choose vaginal and clitoral stimulation during labor and also during birth itself. Oral and digital stimulation can help relax the mother during contractions, and help release pain blocking endorphins.
Some could even choose to have gentle vaginal intercourse for as long as it is comfortable for the mother. As the baby begins to enter into the birth canal, intercourse could also help stretch the vaginal opening and produce pleasurable sensations as the birth canal opens up. It would also be a bonding experience between mother and father during this special moment in their lives. This would help replace the feelings of fear and pain with ones of pleasure, intimacy, and caring.
A father could continue with vaginal intercourse or clitoral stimulation as long as the mother is comfortable and feels safe. There should be no shame felt by either the father or mother in choosing pleasure over pain. He could help stretch the opening between contractions using his fingers or by continuing intercourse.
As the baby descends into the birth canal, there will need to be stretching of the vaginal walls, and of the vaginal opening. This could be done manually using fingers or via intercourse - so long as it doesn’t cause increased pain.
As the head begins to crown, she could allow her partner to help her deliver the baby in any number of ways. She could choose to squat over her partner’s lap as he guides the baby out. Or she could lay on her back in a comfortable position as he lifts her legs and helps stretch her opening as he sits between her legs.
During the crowning phase, he could continue to rub her dilating opening and clitoris to both stretch her opening and produce pleasurable sensations. In the private intimacy of a home birth, the couple can choose to focus on pleasurable acts during the birth without the judgement or shaming of others.
The father should also feel liberated to enjoy this moment as well. This is a moment of creation made possible by a pleasurable act by two people, so it should be a pleasurable moment in the final culmination for both people. He could choose to stimulate himself as he stimulates his partner.
If the couple is comfortable, he could rub his penis against her vaginal opening or clitoris while helping to stretch her open. His penis could rub around the inside of her stretched opening, between her labia and the crown to gently stretch her opening. His penis would act as fingers to stretch the labia. He could focus on massaging her clitoris as she bears down, to relieve pain, and increase oxytocin, while he masturbates against her slowly bulging opening and rubs his head against it.
As the birth become imminent, she could choose to deliver on top of him or with him nestled closely between her legs to the father could catch his baby. The baby should be brought into the world with the same physical closeness between mother and father that created this new life. The father could continue to stimulate her clitoris as the baby is being delivered until she orgasms. As she orgasms, he could continue to pleasure himself until he too orgasms. The baby could be born between the two of them, as they remain close together. And the baby would slide out and be caught by the father in a moment of total ecstacy. There is no harm done to mother or child, only love and bliss. In my view, it would be one of the greatest bonding experiences.
Some may not feel comfortable with this. But an intimate sexual birth shouldn’t be viewed as taboo. Nor should people be shamed for enjoying the feeling of their progeny created by an act of love pressing against one’s genitals during childbirth. Nor should they be shamed for enjoying the sounds of birth, or the sight of the vagina opening up.
These are natural feelings. The same organs that led to the creation of life now also serving their purpose in delivering new life, with the same nerve endings, the same neural pathways. It should just be viewed as part of a natural process. As long as no harm is done, then there is no reason for anyone being made to feel shame in enjoying these sensations. Pleasure is not a wrong feeling for people to have, and people shouldn’t shame others for feeling pleasure.
But people will disagree and will judge others anyway. We’ve long been taught that birth is medical, not natural or even spiritual, and that any feelings of pleasure or joy during birth are not normal. Women are taught that birth should be painful, and that sexual thoughts during birth are taboo and obscene. And men are taught that they shouldn’t view birthing women as powerful sexual beings, but to instead feel guilty for causing them pain during childbirth, to view birth as a medical procedure - not a natural process - to disconnect from the mother, not touch her, and to get out of the way to let “experienced” hands deal with birth.
It’s time to let go of those old ways of thinking about birth. Let the mother and father bond during the spiritual journey that is the final act of love that created new life. It’s time to let go of any judgement of parents who choose this as their path, but to also respect people for whatever decisions they make.
A home birth is not an option for everyone, and an intimate erotic birth is not an option for all couples choosing home birth. Not everyone can have such experiences, but if it’s safe, then by all means, people shouldn’t feel guilty for wanting to enjoy the birthing process. In the end, these are decisions best left to couples, not to others in society with outdated views.
Imagine if there weren’t the societal pressures to conform to a “normal” birth setting or a “normal” birth plan. Imagine being able to be intimate, just the two people who created life, during the intimate moment when they bring life into the world. Both of them enjoying the emergence of their baby in a blissful explosion of passion, pleasure and joy. The same sensitive nerve endings in the vagina and on the penis that made both parents orgasm 9 months ago and created life, now feeling pleasure as their progeny puts pressure against those same areas as it slides down the birth canal and emerges.
i keep imagining a home birth scenario where my husband is seated across from the bed, trying so desperately not to take his straining cock out of his pants and touch himself as he’s watching me crown with my legs spread wide open. i imagine there are a couple of midwives there too who are helping keep my legs open, almost like they’re unknowingly giving my husband a better view, and he just gets visibly less controlled and more turned on the more i writhe and cry out in pain. but i push through it (pun intended) because i want to put on a good show for him
not to be random, but there’s something so erotic to me about using anatomically correct words like vagina and labia when it comes to talking about birth specifically!
The two girls waddled onto the small stage, applauded by the 10 members of the audience: 7 men and 3 women. These 10 had paid a considerable amount of money for exclusive access to what the girls were offering: the chance to witness and control both their labors. Monica was a short, pale, black haired girl with brown eyes, thin except for her noticable pregnant belly, her hair in a low ponytail that hung over her right shoulder. She was wearing a gray maternity gown that seemed to enhance her pregnancy features. The other girl, Ash, had shoulder length brown hair, a bit darker skin, and her eyes were brown as well. She was a bit taller than Monica, but not by much, and though she was a bit less skinny than Monica, Ash's bump looked considerably bigger. Ash was wearing a small shirt and a skirt, which protruded outward over her large belly.
The girls took their place in front of the waiting audience, showing off their protruding bellies, as the ten audience members settled in their seats. "Welcome," Monica said to them, smiling. "In a few moments, the pills the two of us ingested will put us into labor, and the show can begin!" "As the ad stated, you will all be here to witness us labor and give birth simultaneously, and as an added bonus," she pointed toward two tablets lying on a table in front of the audience, "Those pads there will control how our labors play out, giving all of you complete control of this experience!" "My name is Monica, and my fellow partner in birth is named Ash!" "We hope you all enjoy the experience, and thank you in advance for your generous payments!" On the stage were two chairs, which the girls both sat in, as well as two beds. The two of them rubbed their bellies absentmindedly as they smiled at the crowd. “I’m so nervous” Ash whispered to Monica, looking down at her big 34 week belly, wondering what the audience would do. "Me too." Monica whispered back, smiling at Ash as they waited for labor to begin, while the audience chatting with each other. One woman spoke up: "So, how does this even work?? How can we actually control your labors?" Monica smiled at her, rubbing her belly slightly. "The pills we took contain little microscopic machines that will settle into our lower bodies," Monica answered. "They're connected to the pads, and can do all kinds of stuff once they jumpstart labor!" The woman, beaming, nodded and thanked Monica for her answer. A minute later, Ash felt a twinge in her lower abdomin, and a sharp intake of breath indicated that Monica was feeling the same thing.
“Oh oh oh! I can feel contractions starting!” Ash gasped out, panting, though they were not very strong because it was still the early stage of labor. However, Ash could tell her cervix was trying to open, and she felt a lot of pressure building up on her lower back, radiating out towards her crotch and legs. "Oooh, I can too!" Monica panted out softly, clutching her belly as she felt the pressure start to build in her pelvis. The small crowd watched with smiles of wonder and entertainment on their faces. "Can you two touch each other's bellies?" Asked one guy in the back. In response, Monica and Ash started rubbing each other's bellies all over and bumping them gently together, giggling a bit. Then, they could all see Ash's belly visibly squeezing and relaxing. “Ahh… ahh… the contractions are getting harder!” she cried. Monica grimaced as she felt a contraction hit her as well. "Ooohh," she moaned out, as several people of the audience leaned forward, two in front grabbing the pads. "Yeah, mine are too!" “I think they’re making the baby more active!” Ash whispered as she felt her belly twist and turn with movements, as if the baby was turning upside down over and over, spinning inside her. Monica looked over at the watchers, seeing them tapping commands into both pads, and then a sudden surge of pressure hit her pelvis. "Uugghh!!" She cried out, clutching her bump, as Ash moaned from the pain of the active baby. "Uugh, let's... sway together," Monica suggested.
Ash held the sides of Monica's hips while Monica held Ash's, and they slowly swayed together to ease through the pain. Seeing the girls trying to relax, the audience was not satisfied. Suddenly, Ash's 2 cm dilated cervix became 5 cm dilated. “Ahhhhh I can feel the head trying to go through!!!” Ash moaned out. "B..breathe Ash... breathe through... aaggghhh!!" Monica began, but cried out as her pressure worsened, and she involuntarily spread her legs. "N..no... we mustn't push...yet... oooohh..." she groaned, clutching her belly as she felt herself opening quickly as well. The audience smiled at the girls' discomfort, and tapped more commands, causing both girls' water to break all over the stage. Panting, the two of them slowly scrambled to the nearby beds, and lowered themselves onto them. “Ahhhhh I can feel the head going into my birth canal!” Ash screamed out, holding her big belly in pain. “Ahhh… ahhh…” Her belly was contracting intensely, but one of the audience pressed a button, and her contractions grew even harder. “Ughhhhhhhh…” Lying on the other bed, Monica spread her legs and moaned loudly, squirming in pain. "Oooohh god, this hurts!!" She moaned. "The... p... pressure..." "Ash, it hurts!!" The two girls looked into each other's eyes, both locked in the pain of their labors and their moaning.
“I want you girls to strip naked.” An audience member said after they reached a calm point between contractions. The girls nodded, then they both stood up and reluctantly took off their clothes, revealing their big contracting bellies and swollen breasts, as well as their dilating vaginas. Ash's tits were milky, and as another contraction took her, more milk squirted from them. Still moaning and mewling, both girls laid back onto the beds completely naked. They knew it would have come to this sooner or later. As audience members played around with the tablets, Monica let out a loud, drawn out moan, clutching her belly as a huge amount of pressure hit her pelvis. Meanwhile, Ash felt her dilation increase rapidly, and the pressure on her hips increased as the baby's head painfully pressed against her cervix, which barely opened. Becoming quite aroused by Ash's milk squirts, the audience made her boobs start lactating more. Streams of milk ran down her breasts and onto the bed as she moaned loudly in pain from the dilation and contractions. "Can... we come and help suck that up?" A woman in the audience asked. Ash nodded, and half the watchers scrambled onto the stage, trying to drink up Ash's milk.
"Aaaahhh, it hurts so bad!!!" "OW OW OW AAHH I CAN'T AAAGHH!!" Monica yelled out, clutching her belly as she felt the pressure and pain ram her cervix hard. After a few high loud moans, she screamed out, "OOH, I GOTTA PUSH!" Ash felt her cervix dilate rapidly as well, and the heaviness of the head started to fill her vagina. The audience murmured in satisfaction to the girls' suffering. “Ahhhh I can feel the hair!” Ash screamed out, reaching down and feeling a sliver of the baby’s head trying to stretch her lips wide. “The pressure!!" "Ahhhhh… it burns… ahhhhhhh!” The burning was agony, but someone tapped a control, and Ash felt the head slip back in. Meanwhile, Monica thrashed around on her bed, moaning and crying, the pressure feeling like it would tear her apart. "IT'S GETTING WORSE!! AAAAHHH!" She screamed, her legs spread and trembling in pain. Monica involuntarily pushed, and she felt her pussy bulge outward. "OH GOD OH GOD AAAAHHH!" As the audience watched, they started to see just how big the head of Monica's baby seemed to be. With more loud howls of pain, Monica seemed to stretch more and more with each push. Ash cried out again as she once again felt her baby's head start to crown, but the audience kept making the head go back in every time she relaxed, prolonging her suffering. "OWW PLEASE LET IT OUT!" Ash begged, as the burning hit her over and over.
By now, those audience members that were trying to suck up Ash's milk had had their fill, and settled back into their seats to enjoy the show. Both girls' vaginas were on full display as they shouted and yelped in pain. Ash's baby had peeked out and gone back in another four times. Meanwhile, Monica was clearly struggling, a huge head still lodged in her opening. Ash suddenly screamed as the already overwhelming pressure hit her even harder, and her baby's head immediately shot out. As it hung out of her vagina, Ash moaned loudly, as it seemed her body had had enough of the baby playing peekaboo. The audience murmured in amazement, but at this point, the girls were in so much pain and agony of labor, they no longer cared what was happening around them. "Monica push!" Ash said over Monica's cries. "OOOOHH I'M TRYING..." Monica wailed out, and indeed, she had been pushing, but the head seemed to be stuck. With loud grunts and groans of effort, Monica tried to bear down again, but there was still no movement. "Maybe... change... positiaaaahhh" Ash began, but was distracted by her own baby's emergence. Ash pushed, and with a gush of fluid, her baby was fully born. The audience applauded and cheered as Ash reached for her newborn. It was a girl!
With some difficulty, Monica repositioned herself on the bed, finally getting onto her hands and knees, with her belly sitting on the soft bedsheets, which tickled her popped out navel. Her vagina now hanging in the air, everyone could now see just how big the baby's head was, but the change in position seemed to do the trick. Monica let out another wail as she pushed and the head eased out slowly. Ash watched along with the audience, as she waited for the contractions that would deliver her placenta. The audience tapped some commands that increased the intensity of Monica's contractions and she shrieked as her belly visibly pulsed. With a squishy pop, the head finally ejected from Monica's pussy and hung out of her in the air. "You did it Monica!" Ash cheered, as the audience murmured. She felt contractions and prepared to push out her placenta. However, as she listened to Monica pant, she started to feel pressure again. Monica, still on her hands and knees, looked over at Ash, who was grimacing in pain. "That was... rough... hey are you ok??" Monica asked. Ash shook her head, her eyes closed. "Placenta hurts that much?" Ash moaned softly, as the audience's murmured increased; They had definitely figured out that things were not going according to plan.
A few minutes later, the pressure increased, and Ash cried out, "OH GOD IT'S ANOTHER BABY!" Members of the audience gasped, as Monica began to wail again, her big baby deciding it was ready to finish coming out. Monica yelled and moaned as she pushed. Ash breathed heavily, feeling the strong contraction that would push the twin out of her. Ash bore down, already feeling the head hit her already sore vagina. The audience watched intently, so engrossed in the show before them, they seemed to had forgotten the pads. Monica's loud screams echoed throughout the room as the huge baby finally slid out of her and gently onto the bed. It was a big baby boy. Ash smiled, still panting, as she saw Monica finish giving birth, slumping onto the bed in exhaustion. Then, she felt the familiar burning, and screamed out as she felt her second baby crown. "OW OW AH AH AH AHHHH!!" With one more very painful push, the entire baby fell onto the bed beside her sister, and the twins cried loudly.
As the two girls panted exhaustedly, the 10 watchers got to their feet, clapping and cheering. Monica, who had turned back over and was lying on her back, holding her newborn in her arms, smiled softly. Ash continued to lay on the bed, her eyes closed as her twins, their cords still attached, both hanging out of Ash, squirmed and cried. "You both did amazing," one watcher said. "Yes, it was incredible!!" Another said. Clearly satisfied, the watchers filed out, chatting to each other about what they had witnessed, leaving the two girls alone on stage in the beds with their babies. Ash had scooped up her daughters and was now breastfeeding them. She smiled over at Monica, who was rocking her newborn to sleep. "Well, that was fun!" Ash said, holding her daughters on her breasts. "And we made lots of money too!" Monica smiled back at her, nodding. As much as it had hurt, she had to admit to herself that she also enjoyed the experience. "You know what, let's do it again soon!" She proposed. Ash giggled and nodded.
I'll never forget watching Kelly push her babies out. I had told her from the beginning that I would be her coach. I remember going to her first appointment, holding her hand as I watched the doctor do a full pelvic exam on her. Her doctor was telling her that she had to use a large speculum so he could get a good look at her cervix. Kelly panted her way through that exam.
Every appointment that involved anything internal I went with her. One internal ultrasound i had to hold her legs open because the wand was so large that she kept trying to close her legs. Honestly I was wet watching the pelvic and even wetter holding her legs.
Because I had been a med tech, the doctor actually showed me how to check Kelly's cervix. As I inserted 2 fingers deep into Kelly's vagina made me let out a little moan and I started panting. Omg! It felt so good.
When I met up with her at the hospital for a stress test, I went in with her and helped her change into the green gown. Kelly had told me she'd been having little cramps since early morning. But they weren't that bad. Before the exam the nurse wanted to do a quick pelvic exam. I helped get Kelly into position. The nurse said, " I need to insert 2 fingers deep inside your vagina and feel your cervix. Breathe deeply and relax your legs. I'm inserting my fingers now."
Kelly panted so well and I held her legs wide open. Suddenly you heard a popping noise and a rush of water came out. The nurse said "we're going to move you to the delivery room. You're 8 cm." Kelly couldn't even react because her contractions started getting harder and more painful.
I helped Kelly get changed and onto the birthing bed. After 3-4 contractions she felt the need to push. Because the nurse was in another room I put on gloves and opened Kelly's legs. I inserted 2 fingers deep inside her vagina making her moan really hard. I felt the baby's head right at the opening of her cervix.
we pressed the button and Kelly yelled " I NEED TO PUSH!" I told the nurse what I felt. She quickly put on gloves and felt inside. She felt the head coming down. I pushed Kelly's legs back and watching her vagina stretching made me so wet.
I wanted to touch myself as I watched. Kelly's moaning, panting and screaming made me let out little grunts and moans. When I saw the head starting to crown I was panting so hard. I touched Kelly's vagina and the baby's head and let out a little gasp and came.
As soon as the head was out I started panting again. I was coming a second time. She pushed the rest of the baby out and I came harder in my pants. I was so glad I brought a change of clothes.
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