It was the hottest day in August so far. I was sitting back on the couch, my swollen feet propped up on the ottoman with a fan blowing directly on me. I was inadvertently rubbing my beach ball sized stomach. Carrying twins in this heat has not been easy, but they are way overdue now. 2 weeks to be exact which is very rare for twins.
Matt came into the room and joined me on the couch. He placed his hand on top of mine. “Do you maybe want to try a walk?” he asked.
I looked up at him laughing “You’re kidding.” He didn’t reciprocate. I dropped my smile. “You are kidding right?”
“I just figured you were ready to get these babies out. Walking may help.” he said, rubbing my belly.
“Are you ready to be outnumbered by females?” I joke.
“I’ve never been more ready for anything,” he smiles and kisses my belly.
“Well I’m definitely not waddling around the block in this heat,” I say, “You know what else might help?” I gave him a silly wink.
He raised an eyebrow, “Oh is that so?”
“Maybe. But I’m sure you want nothing to do with me. I look so gross.”
Matt stood up and extended his hand out to help me up. He pulled me up into his arms and his bright blue eyes met mine, “You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Don’t doubt that for a second'' he pulls me closer suddenly and I gasp. He leaned down and whispers, “I want to fuck you so bad.”
“Oh?” I pur.
He caresses my milk filled breasts, “God I’m going to miss these” he says. He moves his hand down to the front of my leggings and rubs gently. I can already feel how wet I am. He peels my leggings off of me and helps me back onto the couch.
Gently spreading my legs, he runs his thumb over my sensitive clit as he kisses down my swollen stomach. I gasp and moan quietly. He makes his way down my body and the first lap of his tongue nearly sends me into orbit. He curls his fingers against my g-spot as he laps at my clit.
My back arches and I moan from pleasure. Not even 10 minutes before my body shudders with orgasm. He mounts himself inside me and begins thrusting in and out of my body. He runs a soft tongue against my nipple and squeezes the other breast, releasing spurts of milk. I can’t help myself, I orgasm again as he thrusts one last time, releasing himself inside me.
He rolls over next to me, “You good?” he grins.
I let out a sigh of relief, “You have no idea how much pain and pressure that relieved. Thank you.” I smile at him, “Now...I need to pee.”
“Here,” he rises from the couch, “Let me help you.” He extends his hand and helps me up again. I take a step and find myself practically bow legged from the urgent pressure in my pelvis.
“Oof,” I let out from discomfort.
Matt looked at me with concern, “Are you okay?”
“Yeah I think so...it was just a wave of pressure. But I’ve had that all day. I think it -” the pressure interrupts my thought and I can feel my belly go hard, “Oh god,” I let out, doubled over gripping my thighs.
“What? What is it?” Matt quickly moves towards me, helping me back down onto the couch again.
“I think -” I breathe, “I think that was a contraction.” The iron grip on my belly recedes, but not for long. The pain builds again quickly. I yelp, grabbing onto Matt’s arm for support.
“Okay. It’s okay.” he rubs my back, “Let me get the car packed up. Do you want to hop into the shower while I do that?”
I nod, “Yeah that may be a good idea. These are our first, we have time. My water hasn’t even broken yet.”
He helps me to the bathroom and starts the shower as I lean and grip the vanity with the tightness of a contraction coming over me again. I groan and sway back and forth until it passes as Matt massages my hips. He helps me out of my shirt and into the shower once it passes.
“Are you going to be okay in here?” he asks.
I nod, rubbing my stomach. I notice in the mirror just how far the babies have dropped.
“Holler if you need anything,” he says as he disappears down the hallway.
Another wave builds to its peak as I stand under the running water. I grip onto the towel rack as my body screams for me to squat. “Ohhhh god.” I moan. There’s a shift and fluids gush from me. WIthout the cushion of my waters, I can feel the head ramming against my cervix.
“No no no” I say as another contraction causes my stomach to tighten. My knuckles turn white as I continue to grip the towel rack, “Matt,” I scream out. Silence. He must be outside. Shit.
I reach down and feel myself. Baby A has definitely entered my birth canal, but I can’t feel her head quite yet. Just a small bulge where her head sits. I can’t believe this is happening right now.
Another contraction. This one causes my body to scream, to squat, bend, sit. Anything but just stand there. Push is what my body is telling me to do. I fight it until it passes and continue to wash up. I was not about to smell of sex to give birth.
I feel another one build in my abdomen. I can’t fight this one. I scream out from the pain. “Matt!” I scream once more, hoping he’ll hear me. As badly as I want to run outside and find him, I’m paralyzed by the pain.
The next one comes just as quickly as the last one ends and I realize I don’t have much time. They aren’t supposed to come this fast, not yet. I scream again, hoping he’ll eventually hear me. “Matt, please!”
The bathroom door swings open, “Baby?” Matt opens the shower door to find me mid contraction, squatting with my legs apart to try and relieve some pressure, “Oh god” he says. He moves quickly to prepare. We’re doing this, right here right now. He turns the water off and grabs clean towels as he calls for an ambulance. He reaches to help me out of the shower, but I shake my head. “I can't,” I whimper.
“Yes you can.” He practically carries me out of the shower, but another contraction rips through me.
“I gotta push, Matt. I have to.”
“Okay, okay” he says. He links his arms under my armpits and pulls me so that he’s sitting on the edge of the tub and I’m leaning against him, squatting with my legs apart. In front of us is a body length mirror so we can see what’s happening, “Alright, baby girl” he says, “Do your thing.”
“Hnnnggggg” I moan as I push with all my mite.
“Atta girl, you’re doing great” Matt cheers me on as I wrap my fingers around my husband’s arm. I let go quickly thinking I’m hurting him.
“No, no” he says, “Hold on as tight as you need to. Whatever you need.”
I see the bulge of her head just behind my lips become larger and more distinct. My labia begins to stretch into a teardrop shape as I push again. I reach down to see if I can feel her head. My fingers brush up against the hard mass of her head, “Oh god,” I weep in disbelief. This is really happening.
With each contraction, I bear down. I can feel her descend as I push and retreat when I stop, but Matt continues to tell me how great I’m doing even though I feel like I’m getting nowhere.
“Oh fuck it hurts. It hurts.” I whimper once more before I bear down again “Hnngggggg…oooh”
“I know, baby. I know.” Matt sympathizes with me.
I push again and I can feel the ring of fire begin as the teardrop shape widens to make way for the head.
“There’s so much pressure.” I cry as the contractions become more intense. Every part of my body was telling me to push. “Hhhnnngggg” I cry. Tears are streaming down my face from the pain. She continues to slip back up into the birth canal when I finish with a push, “Baby I can’t do it. Nothing’s happening.” I whimper.
“You’re doing great, sweetheart. Hold the push and she’ll stay.”
I listen to him and with every push, my lips part and I can finally feel her head just behind my fingertips. I don’t give in as the contraction subsides and the head continues to press against my slit.
“Oh I see her head, baby. You’re doing so good.” Matt exclaims. He’s starting to choke up.
I push again, shaking. Panting as I continue with all I have. “She won’t move. I can’t do this anymore.” I whine. My lips were already pink and so sore.
“You’ve got this, Liv. She’ll be out in no time.” Matt encourages, “Next contraction, put your chin to your chest and push as hard as you can. You can do it. I know you can.”
The contraction comes and Matt pushes down on my stomach to help as I bear down, “Oh fuck it burns!” I scream. My lips feel like they’re on fire, “Oh god I’m going to tear!”
“You’re crowning. That’s it, babygirl.” Matt continues to cheer me on, “Don’t you worry about tearing. You’re stretching nicely.”
“Ohhhh it hurts. It hurts too bad. I can’t do it.” I shake my head, “I just can’t. I should be in a hospital with doctors and nurses and - ”
Matt interrupts me by propping me up against the tub and moves in front of me to catch baby number one, “Look at me.” he says. I open my eyes after squeezing them shut from the pain, “You can do this, Momma. I know it’s scary, but you’ve got this.” I know he’s torn up from seeing me go through something like this, but he’s being so strong and encouraging, “Pant through the next contraction.” he says.
I nod as I feel another building. I try to do as he says, but my body says push. I just want her out. I can’t believe I will have to do this again, “HnnnngggggGGGG” I scream. I can barely form coherent thoughts anymore as my body takes over to expel Baby A. I feel white-hot burning and there’s so much pressure. She’s at full crown now and I can definitely feel it. I loop my arms behind my knees to spread my legs as far as they can go, “Fuck ow ow ow OWWW. It burns!” I screech.
“Pant, baby. Pant.” Matt instructs.
“Hooo hooo hooo,” I pant loudly as the contraction does its job.
I feel a pop and a small gush of fluids.
“Oh baby, her head is out. You’re almost done.” Matt says as he places his hand under our daughter’s head to support it. I looked up to see that Matt was openly crying, cupping the baby’s head in his palm. He checks for the cord and gives me the go ahead.
With the next contraction, I give a massive grunt that ends in a scream as her shoulders ram into my bruised and worn vaginia. She doesn’t budge, “She’s stuck.” I cry.
“Small pelvis. We expected this.” Matt says as he pushes two fingers inside me to get behind the baby’s shoulder. I wail as he does this. He flinches as I cry. He tugs and a shoulder comes free. I give one final push. Another gush of fluids. Behind the quickly approaching sirens of the ambulance, there’s a cry.
“She’s here,” Matt beams. He wraps her up in a towel and places her on my chest, “You did it.” he kisses my sweaty forehead before getting up to let the paramedics in. I hear Matt explaining the situation as they enter the bathroom. I’m sure they’ve seen a lot worse, but I’m incredibly embarrassed. I’m fully exposed with an infant squirming on my chest. They introduce themselves as Vic and Travis.
Vic got on her knees in front of me, preparing to cut the cord. When she finishes, Travis bends down next to me, arms outstretched to take the baby, “May I?”
I nod as I realize there’s a lull. I feel another contraction fill my abdomen though this one was much more tame than before. There’s some pressure, but nothing compared to what it was just a moment ago.
Travis disappears with Baby A to clean her up and check vitals as Vic tends to me, “Now,” she begins, “I’m going to check and see where Baby B is. Are you contracting at all?”
I nod, “A little, but not bad.” I say.
“We’re going to see how close you are and maybe we can get you to the hospital.” I nod again as she inserts her cold gloved fingers into my sensitive swollen vagina. I tense up on contact and instinctively pull away from the discomfort.
“Breathe, babygirl. Please breathe.” Matt dabs my forehead with a damp rag. I don’t listen as another contraction blooms, “Hey, hey,” Matt coos as he rubs his thumb on my chin, coaxing me to listen, “Take a deep breath for me.” The contraction leaves as quickly as it came and I collapse against my husband, his scent enveloping me and ultimately calming me down.
Vic explores a little further and then removes her cold fingers, “Yeah we don’t have much time...we’re going to have to do this again, Olivia.” Vic informs me. She must see how much this disappoints me because she takes my hand into hers, “You can go this again, Mama.”
A contraction much more powerful than the last rips through my abdomen. So much for a break. I can feel the baby ramming against my pelvis now, but this is different, “Something’s wrong,” I say, “I need to move. On my knees.”
Before I can try to move myself, Vic and Matt have me moved on my knees. Matt is in front of me and I wrap my arms around his neck for support. He holds on to my hips and sways with me as contractions pass. I roll my head on his chest, the sound of his heartbeat calms me. I can’t believe I have to do this all over again. I’m so tired…I feel my uterus contract once more and I groan from the pressure collecting in my pelvis again. My vagina is throbbing, but I know I need to get her out.
Matt kisses my forehead, “I’m so proud of you.” he says. I give him a weak smile.
The contractions are back on top of each other once more. I can feel the baby descending, but it’s different than before. “There’s something wrong,” I repeat, voicing my concerns.
“Okay, Mama. I’m going to insert my fingers to get a better feel since I can’t see anything just yet.” Vic says.
I nod and yelp as she inserts her fingers inside my throbbing vagina. I tighten my grip around Matt’s neck. I just want this to be over with.
“Okay, Olivia. I need you to listen to me,” Vic says. “You’re in the perfect position for this. Your baby is breech.”
I look at Matt with wide eyes, “No no no,” I whimper which turns into a groan from another contraction ripping through my body.
“Olivia. It’s going to be okay. Your baby is ready to come out so we can’t flip her, but we can do this. You can do this.” Vic continues.
“You’ve got this, babygirl.” Matt assures me. There’s a clear shift in his tone, he’s worried.
The baby descends more and more with each contraction until I feel her buttocks behind my inflamed slit. My body begins to scream push again. I heave myself down to push with no reprieve.
“Again!” Vic yells.
I do as she says, “Hnnngggg,” I holler as I push, “Oooh oooh oooh…” I cry. My bruised and worn slit stretches once more with each push. Matt gently kisses the top of my head and whispers encouragements into my ear, assuring me he isn’t going anywhere even though I’m sure he’s just as terrified as I am.
I feel the excruciating pain of passing her buttocks and legs at once, stretching me taut and wide. I dig my nails into my husband’s back as the pain grows stronger. I screech as I feel spasms of pain zip through my whole body. I snap my legs shut in response which pushes the baby back up inside me. I begin crying from frustration, “Oh god. I’m sorry. I can’t do this, I can’t…” I cry, shaking my head against my husband’s chest.
“Look at me,” he says as he cups my face in his hands, “I cannot even imagine the pain you’re experiencing right now or how scared you must be. You’ve been thrown a curveball, but if anyone can deal with it, it’s you.”
“Can you deal with it?” I whimper.
“Oh I wish I could, babygirl.” He kisses my forehead, “I wish I could.”
“Alright, Momma. No need for apologies. Next contraction I need you to push. Let’s do this again, huh?” Vic says.
I feel another contraction build and I give out a primal grunt as I push with everything I have left. Mind you, that wasn’t much, but it was just enough to get us back to where we were.
“Atta girl!” Vic exclaims, “Again!”
I take a deep breath and do as she says, “HhhhnnnngggGGGG”
“Yes! Good girl. That’s good.” Matt brushes the stray hairs away from my sweaty forehead.
The contractions were on top of each other again. I heave downward and push, “I just want her out.” I whimper, “Hhhnnnnnggggg”
“Yes! Just like that, Olivia. Hold that right there.” Vic instructs.
I do as I’m told, but nothing happens.
“Okay,” Vic says, “This is going to feel unpleasant to say the least. I’m going to see if I can get her legs free.” Before I can comprehend what she means, I feel her insert her hand to pull the legs out. I let out a blood curdling scream that made Matt flinch. I instinctively pull away from her and latch onto Matt. I’m so exhausted and in so much pain that my vision starts to fade out.
“Please. Please stop.” I beg weakly.
“I know, Olivia. I know.” Vic says, “Now push for me.”
“I can’t,” I whimper once more.
“Just one more. With your contraction. As you push, I’ll pull okay?”
I nod hesitantly. With the next contraction, I heave down and push. I scream from the pain and continue bearing down even once the contraction ebbs. I still feel Vic inside me unsure of how her hand and a baby is coming out of me.
“And again!” Vic yells.
“I can’t” I scream, but my body disagrees. “HHHNNGGG make it stop please” I groan which turns into a guttural scream as I push. Finally. There’s a splash of fluids and I feel the weight of the baby’s legs dangling from me.
“Oh my god. Oh god” I moan.
“You’re doing amazing, Olivia.” Vic says, “Let’s flip you over, okay?” I feel Matt and Vic grab me and get me on my back quickly. Matt is behind me and I’m leaning against his chest.
Vic checks for the cord and tells me to push again on my next contraction.
I breathe through the very small break, “It’s coming” I tell Matt.
He takes my hands in his and pushes me forward to help me bear down. I squeeze his hands as I push. I hear a pop and a rush of fluids. Another cry.
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In the dimly lit room in their apartment, Adam sat in front of his wife Sarah's bulging pussy, one of his hand in his vagina and the other one on her belly. The air was heavy with anticipation as they awaited the arrival of their first child.
As the contractions intensified, Sarah's grip on the bed tightened, her breaths coming in ragged gasps. Adam's heart raced with excitement.
He was overcome with an overwhelming wave of excitement as his wife brought their child into the world. She surrendered to each crest of agony as it washed over her.
Then came the moment they had been waiting for. Sarah's body tensed as she felt the unmistakable sensation of the baby crowning.Sarah's cries filled the air.
Adam's heart raced with excitement at the mere thought, yet he found himself unable to confess the emotions bubbling within him. He struggled to articulate his emotions in this moment, consumed by a sense of shame.
He concealed his bubbling excitement, yet within, he recognized that this moment had been his cherished dream since the tender age of thirteen.Feeling a rush of emotion, Adam leaned in closer, offering words of encouragement and support. "You're doing amazing, Sarah. I'm right here with you".
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