Birth & Pregnancy

He was hungry

Oh shit 😈

“Aahhhh fuck! It’s stuck it’s stuck!!… all I feel is a huge head!!”

Don't think pregnancy has ever left me at a loss for words...

omg

Fist deep as it can go. Right up against the cervix. That uncomfortable fullness. Partner giving encouraging words and massaging with their free hand, but offering no assistance otherwise. If their fist moves, it’s because you moved it. Ideally with a good hard push, but most likely just moving with the shift of your hips. An attempt to get more comfortable just casing the fist to bully into a different spot entirely. Pushing for as long as it takes. Finally, finally getting to the point where the wrist is starting to emerge, labia swelling where a palm and oh god knuckles is eagerly waiting. Only then does your partner start touching your clit. “Doing so good for me. You’re almost there— just a little more and you’ll be at the widest point” and god if it isn’t the hottest thing. A thumb pressing hard into your perineum, halting your progress because “we don’t want you to tear…”

Bro, I wanna shove my crowning puss in your fucking face while I birth so you can lick me as I bulge more and more and more. Make me moan and cum while I birth, bro. See how hard my throbbing cock is, dude? It’s for you, dude. I want your lips wrapped around my cock, please. Honestly bro, you should just put that massive, girthy cock I know you have right up my ass. Wrecking your best friend’s prostate isn’t gay if you’re helping him cum his babies out… I won’t tell anyone bro, I promise. I can see how you’re looking at my belly, at my bulging pussy… let it happen dude, it’s ok. And if it turns you gay… well, then you can be the next person I birth for, bro. I bet deep down, you secretly want that anyway, don’t you dude? Mmmm, that look, bro… it’s not the face of a straight guy… let’s… fuck it, let’s just be gay, bro. It’s so much sexier anyway