Sunday Snippet
(Just a little taste of a bigger piece I'm working on)
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Jonah finds himself on his hands and knees, tongue hanging lazily from his mouth as he pants for breath.
"Here comes the second one!" He gasps, the familiar feeling of pressure and pleasure rolling through him.
His hands and knees press down into the soft moss below him, a blanket of nature shielding him and the baby from the sharp rocks and gnarled tree roots that carve into the forest floor where he'd stopped to give into his primal urges.
Sterling settles the first baby in a nest of soft grass just a bit away, unaware of the events taking place near him before making his way to Jonah's side and pressing skilled hands down into the muscles of his backside.
When the urge to push comes Jonah draws one leg up under himself for balance, dipping his hips low and throwing his head back as a drawn out groan creeps it's way out of his throat.
"Push, love," the older satyr murmurs, his hands adding pressure to the muscles above Jonah's flagging tail, "Push our baby out for me."
A gush of fluid escapes from between his legs, splashing onto the ground below him, and Jonah can feel himself yielding and opening to the head of their baby as it makes its way out of him.
His pussy is so incredibly full, even fuller than he was with the first baby, and somewhere in the back of his mind Jonah becomes a little concerned about the size of the kid making it's way out of him.
"This ones bigger." He grunts to Sterling, who hums back in agreement but doesn't stop the counter pressure on his hips. Theres only a few moments of reprieve before he's bearing down again.
Jonah shoves hard against the heavy weight and is rewarded with the stinging feeling of the gates metaphorically opening and his lips parting around the top of the head.
He lets out an ungodly sound, somewhere between a moan and squeal and cry as the bulge between his legs grows and grows.
Sterling leans back behind him, looking down and seeing the small melon sized mass that's stretching his husband's pussy in such a grotesque yet incredible manner.
'This baby is huge,' Sterling thinks to himself as Jonah's lips part around the baby making it's way out of his body.
Jonah, in turn, shifts his hips restlessly when the pain comes, whining and grunting as he's spread further and further and further without reprieve. His lips still have yet to part, the bulge there behind them just growing and growing in size as it drops further down the canal and makes it way toward the outside world.
He's stretched so tight, every single inch and feature of his baby pressing so hard against his canal as he bears down again, letting his legs both flop open and his hips dropping parallel with the ground.
This time when he pushes he feels the sharp burn of his lips giving way, his body yielding and opening for the baby to pass through.
"Stretching me- it's stretching my pussy!" He moans, bearing down and feeling another gush of fluid escape his gaping pussy, "I'm so full of your baby, Sterling!"
His husband doesn't answer for a few seconds, his counter pressure suddenly ceasing as he lets out a soft noise of concern.
"Wait, wait, hold on." He says suddenly, his hand going to Jonah's hip to still him.
"What?" Jonah grunts out, his hips rocking back and forth as he bends his knees more and leans his hips back.
"It's... it's breech..." Sterling says after a moment, his eyes opening wide in surprise as he brings his hand up to gently cup the coming rump of the huge kid leaving his husband's body.