Hey Bunnies! 👋🏻🥰🐰🤍 I've been asked a lot to write another period piece, I hope this one satisfies that craving for some of y'all! 🥰 As usual, it went on longer than I wanted lol but I hope that's still alright with you haha
Word Count: 8,329 words
Summary: Arranged to marry a wealthy, brooding widower twice her age, a woman unexpectedly bore him a litter in the same room where he first refused to love her.
Author’s Notes/Warnings: MDNI. 18+ only. This work contains explicit sexual content, erotic labor and childbirth, pregnancy kink, consensual somno references, and depictions of a breeding/litter fetish within an established relationship. Includes graphic birth scenes involving multiple babies, intense body worship, anal sex during labor, and simultaneous orgasm and delivery. Reader discretion is advised due to the physical intensity and kink-centered nature of the narrative.Yeah sorry for the long ass notes and warnings lol
He knelt between her legs, looking up.
Her belly was smaller now, but still taut. Her thighs were trembling, her nipples raw and leaking milk into the small, perfect mouths of their children.
And she was crowning again—already.
John groaned aloud. His cock was already hard again. “Jesus Christ—I can’t believe this is happening—I’m fifty-six—this shouldn’t be—”
But he was, once again, hard... so hard.
He wrapped one hand around his cock, slowly stroking himself as he watched her body open again.
His other hand reached up, fingers sliding over her swollen clit.
Clara gasped. “Ohh—ahh—John—yes—don’t stop—”
“You want to come again?” he whispered, lips brushing her thigh. “Come while you give me another one?”
She moaned, long and loud, her body already starting to bear down.
John’s fingers rubbed slow, firm circles over Clara’s swollen clit while he stroked himself with the other hand, eyes fixed on the baby slowly pressing through her open folds. She moaned loudly, breath hitching as her hips rolled forward again, her thighs quivering.
“Ahhh—ohhh—hahhh—John—don’t stop—just like that—”
“Come for me,” he whispered, voice wrecked. “Push it out. Let me catch them.”
Clara’s hands tightened around the armrests, her whole body drawing up with the next contraction. Her jaw dropped as the pressure turned unbearable.
She screamed through a long, shaking orgasm, the wave of it crashing through her as the third baby shot free from her body, slick and fast, straight into John’s hands.
He caught the baby with a laugh that cracked wide into a sob.
“It’s a girl,” he gasped. “Clara—my God—we have a daughter—”
But Clara’s eyes were wide, her breath short. “Oh—oh no—”
She grabbed the arms of the chair, bearing down again without warning.
John barely had time to look before another gush of fluid spilled across the ottoman in front of her, followed by the wet slap of a fourth baby landing right there in full, wriggling glory.
John’s jaw dropped. “Jesus Christ—Clara—”
Another boy.
She didn’t even have time to register the birth before her body seized again.
“John,” she sobbed. “There’s more—I can feel it—there’s still more in there—I’m still—oh God I’m still—oooooohhhhhh—”
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What's happenin' bunnies! 👋🏻🐰🤗😍 Can y'all believe we're already at week 20?
Y'all have no idea how happy I am to have reached 20 weeks of writing birth stories for everyone of you. I have a lot of things in my WIPs (works in progress) right now and most of them will be released this coming week to make up for the past few weeks that I haven't been dropping bonus stories.
I do apologize about that, between health issues, school, family and work, I'm surprised I'm still here lol and I guess, I have all of you to thank 🤗 Anyway, here is this week's story, hope you all enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it.
Word Count: 3,444 words
Summary:A late-night arcade run turns wild when a pregnant gamer goes into labor right at the high score screen.
Author’s Notes/Warnings:MDNI. 18+ only. Contains explicit sexual content, labor, childbirth, pregnancy kink, vaginal and anal sex during birth, orgasmic birth, belly worship, fluid expulsion, surprise twins, and highly vocal, graphic birth scenes. All participants are adults; all content is consensual. Reader discretion advised due to the intensity and kink-focused narrative.
Kenzie bucked back against him, body caught in the push-pull of contraction and pleasure. The wet sound of him sliding in and out, her cries—“God, Jamie, harder—don’t stop—mmm, yes—oh, I can feel everything—” —and the pulsing arcade soundtrack filled the empty room.
Jamie grunted, hips slamming into her, sweat running down his neck as he buried his face in her shoulder and groaned, “You feel so fucking good. So tight, so ready—ahh, Kenzie, keep playing, hit that high score, baby. Let them all hear you.”
Kenzie’s hands never left the controls, but her focus flickered—eyes blurring as the pleasure built, her thighs quivering with effort. Each thrust drove her harder into the machine, her belly pressed snug to the edge. Every moan, every curse, every whimper was raw and honest, ringing out into the neon haze. “Jamie—oh, Jamie—I’m so close—I can’t—oh, I’m—”
Her climax took her all at once, a high, shuddering scream that filled the arcade as a hot rush of fluids squirted out around him, soaking his cock and running down her thighs to the floor. The pleasure crashed through her, voice wild and broken—“Ahh, fuck, Jamie, yes, yes, I’m coming—oh god—”
Jamie felt her clamp down around him, the sensation too much, pushing him to the edge. His own moans were rough and desperate, “Kenz, fuck, you’re perfect—gonna come—can’t hold it—” and he spilled inside her, holding her belly tight, body trembling as he finished.
Kenzie, still shaking, managed the final push on the joystick, her name blazing onto the high score board as the machine erupted in wild, triumphant music. She slumped forward, laughter and relief mixing in every breath, fluids dripping to the carpet, and the arcade lights flickering in victory around them.
“Fuck yes!” She screamed.
Kenzie barely had time to recover before another contraction slammed through her. This one was different—sharper, deeper, pulling her whole belly down and forcing her body open. Her hands clamped down on the arcade controls, knuckles aching from the effort. “Jamie—oh god, this is it—ahh—” Her voice was tight and wavering.
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Thank you all again—here’s to more stories, more milestones, and maybe… more babies? 😉
