Stories & Captions

Nonetheless this page will always remain open for space travelers who wish to enjoy the archives.

Oh hi. Figured I’d answer some questions since there’s things in here from last November, which is about when I went into lurker mode. I’m fine. I spent most of the latter part of last year writing and then subsequently producing a play which knocked the daylights out of me for about a month after everything finished. But it was fun, nonetheless. And there were school searches for my daughter on top of that, but that’s shaken itself out as well. Since then, it has been back to business as usual here. Working and being a dad. And dealing with some irritating, albeit not terribly serious, injuries. Getting old can be a drag sometimes.

Well, thank you again, and I know I’ve been mostly quiet around here lately, but I do still have thoughts and ideas percolating around in my head. And I draw a lot of inspiration from the pages I follow and assorted mutuals. Different people like different things and while a post like that might be a little “off-brand” for me, I feel like people will still enjoy it!

Thank you and thank you—I’m always appreciative of the compliments and I’m glad you’re enjoying what you’ve found here. I do try to keep things light—to me, while at its root, pregnancy obviously happens because of sex, and while I find it incredibly sexy, it doesn’t always need to be about the act itself to get me going. Sometimes, a woman’s struggle during pregnancy can leave enough to the imagination.

…🥴😴

Little did we know…he did such a good job, he fucked two babies into me…😳

Happy Friday! ✌️

Her (v/o): Took advantage of the pool by my house opening…I’ve been waiting for it to open…you have no idea how I’ve needed to be in the water. This belly is so big and heavy and it’s pulling on my back…making my hips hurt…and in the water I feel weightless…and although I can’t stay in here all day and all night…I’ll do it as much as I can…catching looks in this little bikini…

Her (v/o): I was on the subway a couple of weeks ago…feeling huge…because I am huge…and I noticed another woman, also pregnant…I’m bigger 😈…but she was wearing this thin t-shirt, and it definitely didn’t cover all of her belly…and I couldn’t help but look at her in admiration…and I thought, “well, if she can do it, why can’t I?” I’m proud of my bump…and why be shy about showing it off…so, here it is!

Her (v/o): The massage got me all wound up…she had this table with a hole in it for my belly…I thought that was funny…but lying there while she worked her hands all over me…up my calves, which have been so sore…my hips…also sore…my back…also sore…you get the idea…and I was feeling so relaxed and loose afterward…like I haven’t felt in weeks…and I went home…my husband doesn’t get home from work for another hour…what’s a horny pregnant woman to do…?

Her (v/o): I’ve got that “post pre-natal checkup glow!” I’m feeling excited…partially because I’m doing great, baby’s healthy and growing right on schedule…but also…I’ve just had my belly poked and prodded and massaged all over for the past ten minutes…and when I tell you my belly has been a massive erogenous zone this entire pregnancy…excited doesn’t even begin to describe how on fire I am right now…

Her (v/o): My poor husband hurt his back building the crib…he took a couple of advil and fell asleep…and I’ve been watching him…he’s a little bit sweaty and his big man arms are sort of wrapped around the blanket like he’s hugging someone…and I’d kind of like to wheedle my way in there and get those arms around this big bump that he gave me…

Her (v/o): It’s a mess here…and whatever anyone has said about nesting when you’re super pregnant and ready to give birth was lying, because I don’t feel like cleaning up anything. I just want to take bump selfies—because, come on, my bump is huge and amazing—eat cookies and take a nap. It’s New Year’s Eve and I’ll clean up the mess next year. Or better yet, I’ll get my husband to do it. One flash of my belly and he’s putty in my hands…

Her (v/o): If you thought my wintertime pregnancy was going to go by quietly, you’d be mistaken. I was going to find a way to squeeze this bump into a bikini however possible…and if it meant a holiday road trip to Florida…well, get me my sunscreen and enjoy my pregnant bikini party!

I think you, of all people, can understand feeling a little bit of burnout when it comes to writing things. It’s not always so easy to come up with original/inventive/smutty content on a daily basis over multiple years. I’m sure I will fall into an inspired period again eventually but right now I just need a little break!

Her (v/o): I stopped taking pole dancing classes when I found out I was pregnant. It seemed like it would be too difficult for me to pull off when I got big. But, something happened, that I wasn’t expecting. The further along I got…the more my body was growing and changing…the more I started feeling really sexy…I mean, like, really sexy…enough that my husband started picking up on it. And he encouraged me to go back to pole dancing classes, just to see how it would go. And I did…and I liked it…so much so that he put a pole up in our bedroom…using it in front of him…showing off for him…seeing how much it turned him on, watching his sexy, pregnant wife dance for him…it got me feeling…very…🥴

…and you can see where this ended up…