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thinking about all the ways u can talk dirty to a pregnant partner before they start to show,,,,,,
âoh, look at you, sweetheart. if i didnât already know you were knocked up i could figure it out just from looking at your puffy pregnant cunt.â
âsoon youâll be so big that everyone can see what i did to you, but for right now itâs just between us. so good for me, carrying our little secret.â
âyouâre already glowing, look how flushed you are.â
âpoor thing, are your tits already getting sensitive this early on? i can only imagine how much worse itâs going to get.â
âthatâs right, baby, take the cock that knocked you up. take the cock you got yourself good and pregnant on.â
âgod your pussy feels even better now that iâve claimed your womb. itâs like your body knows itâs all mine.â
âof course iâll finish inside you. not like you can get any more pregnant than you already are.â
âyou want my cum sweetheart? go on. ask for it. tell me you wanna be filled with the cum that bred you.â
You grab his cock, completely unfazed by his snarl and teeth glistening from drool in front of your face.
"You take my body every day because you are desperate, insane from need and lust. You growl my name when you thrust in me, when you dig your cock into my warm flesh. You fill me up with your seed every day, breeding me like a mindless animal, over and over again. You can't stop looking at me, tasting me, biting me, fucking me. You can't live without me. My cunt controls you.
Thinking about looking out my office window and seeing my pregnant partner out there mowing the lawn, rocking a baby bump on the cusp of the second trimester. They're shirtless (gotta work on that summer tan), their skin glowing with a thin sheen of sweat, and I just know that the sight is going to distract me until they're done.
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Ugh Iâd love to be 8 months pregnant laying in bed rubbing my big belly to sleep, struggling to get any rest with the rowdy little oneâor twoâkeeping me up kicking as a painful reminder of what Iâll have to push out in just a few more weeks đĽ´
The third time Iâve gotten you pregnant and each time Iâm excited all over again. The first time was all wonder and novelty. The second time was wonder, and knowing what to expect and look forward to it. This time I feel like I can really savor the anticipation of each phase and the sexiness of it all.
Everything happens so much sooner this third pregnancy. You outgrow clothes more quickly. You just let your belly hang out now. Youâre not self conscious about It anymore. You just let it expand and feel your shirts getting tighter and tighter. We know what to expect. It comes sooner than we remember but itâs nice that our favorite parts of you being pregnant come sooner. The first time we wanted to hit each milestone so soon that we enjoyed it but we were always looking forward to the next thing. The novelty wearing off has opened the door to savoring each phase to the fullest.
Nine weeks youâre already showing. I canât help but feel smug and turned on. I did that. Not only did I do that but youâre also outgrowing your bras. I fucking love it. Youâre semi indifferent, a bit surprised it happened this soon but not making a huge deal. Excited about it all but not acting like itâs your first rodeo. We knew that everything would come sooner. One evening I am sitting on our couch and you came over and sit on my lap, facing me and wrapping your legs around me, slowly grinding into me, I melt when you whisper in my ear âsoon we wonât be able to do this anymore, not when you keep putting babies in me.â
Twelve week and youâre unable to hide the bump. Which really has already reached âbellyâ territory. I can already cup and hold your belly. Itâs already liftable. I love grabbing it when we spoon. The first time you were pregnant you didnât even pop at all until just before 16 weeks! You tried to push your belly out more because you wanted to look pregnant so bad. We were so excited. Now youâre groaning that your shirts are getting tight at three months and youâre starting not new able to zip or button your pants anymore. I feel kinda bad and also pleased with myself whenever I watch you struggle to fit into another piece of clothing. I promise Iâll make it up to you and buy you more clothes when you outgrow what youâve got.
At fifteen weeks youâre undeniably pregnant. And mentally I keep comparing you to that first time. You still hadnât popped and were so sad about it. You couldnât wait to look pregnant and now people are asking if we are expecting twins. I canât keep my hands off of you whenever we are alone. I love laying between your legs and using this bump as a pillow. I love feeling it get larger between us every time we hug. Itâs big enough now that I feel it pressing into my body when you hug me or when you spoon me.
At 20 weeks you look closer to six months pregnant. And our baby is starting to our distance between us as it gets bigger. Youâre starting to take deep breaths now sometimes. I do apologize that the harder to breath phase came this much earlier. I try to make up for it by doting on you every chance I get. Kissing your neck, massaging handfuls or your breasts, running my hands from the top of your belly down to your belly button and then down to your under belly. It feels so intimate. Iâll never feel this closeness to anyone. You ask âdo you still find me attractive even when Iâm this big?â I tell you quietly in your ear, âI find you this attractive because IM the one that made you this bigâ
At 24 weeks you look like youâre in the middle of your third trimester instead of at the tail end of your second. Youâre waddling now. Youâre not fitting into most of your regular clothes and can only fit in maternity tops and my shirts. I love seeing your belly press against the fabric of my tops, them getting tighter by the day. Youâve gone up two bra sizes and thatâs on top of the permanent bra size youâve gone and stayed up from the previous pregnancies. I love helping to pull you up every time you need to get up from a sitting position. I let you know how much I love your body when youâre pregnant. When you do feel awkward in your body Iâm always ready to run my hands on all over it and tell you what I like about these curves.
At 30 weeks you look like youâre due. Whenever we go out people canât help but ask how far along you are. The bottom of your belly has truly rounded out. I try not to stare too hard because I donât want to make you feel self conscious. A feeling youâre feeling more often these days. Youâre as big as you were at the end of your pervious pregnancies. Now youâre kinda worried how big youâre going to get by the end of this one. You always have one or both hands on your belly now. Rubbing the sides when you feel a strong kick or punch accompanied by a gasp or a groan followed by several deep breaths. Resting your hands on top of your belly or carrying it with both your hands to alleviate your back. I lift it whenever I can, I like feeling how much youâve rounded out. The shape of your belly has grown into a low hanging belly. When you sit now your legs are pushed wide open by my baby. The way your breasts sit on top of your belly when you sit does admittedly make you look a little bit awkwardly huge. It looks like the whole front of your abdomen has just grown forward in a way thatâs disproportionate to your frame. But I find the awkwardness hot. I did that. I was the one that made you like this. The baby i put in you is responsible for your state. Whenever we are out in public together everyone knows that you are mine.
At 36 weeks the belly is low. Your breathing is heavy, youâre constantly groaning and moaning and gasping. But you also tell me how much you love feeling so close yet so far. You want to her done but you know when itâs over you miss the belly. Thereâs so much movement happening inside you. Itâs always moving and stretching in weird ways. We donât know if youâre hours or weeks away from giving birth. But I hope itâs weeks. Im savoring you this big. One day youâre sitting on our bed in just a bra looking at yourself in the mirror.
âLook at me, I couldnât keep my legs closed and now I physically canât close my legs. Your baby is huge. What did you pump into me?â
âMy baby? I thought it was oursâ
âItâs ours when Iâm not self conscious, itâs yours when I am. At least before I was pregnant if I was self conscious about my tummy I could put a pillow or blanket or sweater in front of it and Iâd be fine. But thisâŚ?â You rub circles on the right hand side of your stomach as your voice trails off before you pick it back up. âBut this is unhidable! Look at me. It just juts out. My tits are huge and just flopped on top of it.â
I walk over to you and kneel in front of you and kiss your belly button while rubbing the sides of your stomach. âIâm gonna rub this big pregnant tummy as I tell you this- I know you feel big and awkward but I canât over state how hot I think you are right now.â
Five weeks later, youâre 41 weeks pregnant and Iâve never desired you so bad. Fucking you every chance I get to try to kickstart labor is the best. Hands on your heavy, long, awkward belly while Iâm deep inside you is a different type of primal desire. Youâre trying everything to kick start labor but nothing has worked over the past month. I love watching you waddle, watching you eat, watching you struggle getting out of the car, helping you roll over in bed, watching you plop down and drop your weight into seats. I help you every chance I get, I do feel kinda bad how much of a struggle everything has gotten at this stage. You need to catch your breath regularly. Youâre always leaning backwards and putting your hands on the small of your back. Youâre lifting it and resting it on tables and counters, and asking me to lift it to alleviate your body of some of the pressure. You get winded so easily now. Your hands are still always on your belly, consciously or subconsciously. I love watching you mindlessly rub your belly. Especially when youâre laying down or sitting. I can only hug and kiss you from behind or the side. This is the biggest youâve ever been in pregnancy. You lay on the bed with a pillow stuffed underneath your left side for support, I come and lie down with you, behind you, spooning you and rubbing the right side quietly. We donât need to say much. After a few minutes I whisper âso we want to do this another time orâŚâ
Yes, one of the hottest things to say in bed is that youâre going to put a baby in me, or that you want to breed me, or that youâre going to fill me up etc.
Alternatively, I love pulling it right back and surprising you by saying Iâm ovulating
ughh imagining getting knocked up with eggs but it being slowâŚ
i feel each and every single egg pass through my dripping cunt, pushing my walls apart and pressing up against my cervix, where it seems like ages for it to pop into my womb⌠all i can do is keep my legs spread open as i desperately whine for it to go faster, but thereâs no relief for me, my clit throbbing and my mind completely fogged over as i pant, the sensentsrion of it all being too much for my little body..
whatever is breeding me is cooing me by petting my head and playing with my tits to give me some stimulation, but i canât cum or that would make it only take longer for the egg to get to my womb, and i have a whole clutch i need to carry! i need to just be a good incubator and edge until iâm properly knocked upâŚ
when an egg finally does pop through into my womb i let out a cry of relief and shake, only for another egg to come down and start the process all over again <3
dom who knocks me up and gets possessive over me when i start to show and can't keep their hands away from my tummy and keep cumming in me like they could make me even more pregnant than i already am and make sure im easily accessible around the house so they can use my pregnant pussy whenever they please and worship my body like im a fertility goddess and promise to keep me pregnant as much as they can
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wanting to be bred by a pure, holy man. feeling the instinctual drive god gave to procreate but not wanting to dare defile myself with the touch of just any man. so i go to the one man i trust myself wholly with, the priest. i beg for him to help me fulfill this sacrament, to put his holy seed inside of me. and oh, he is such a kind man, willing to betray his vows of chastity to help a lost lamb in need.
he is so gentle, leading me to the edge of his bed and lifting me onto his lap. slipping my bottoms and undergarments off of me. carefully undoing his belt and the fastenings of his pants, revealing his cock which he will graciously put inside of me. i am so thankful as i feel him fill my aching hole, slow, rocking motions. his sturdy hands on my hips, guiding me up and down, up and down. telling me how good i am, how right i was to seek his help. kissing me on my cheeks and forehead; but not my lips. he's so practiced, and measured in his movements. restrained unlike the lustful men i refuse to give my body over to.
i can feel his warm seed filling me up as his hips gently stutter under mine. he sighs and leans back onto his bed, and im happy to follow his lead, sliding off of his member and positioning myself to lay next to him. his body feels like an anchor as i press my head onto his chest, and his soft hands reach to pet my hair. comfort spreads through my body, i could fall asleep then and there, as he whispers sweet words to me, "such a good lamb"
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