Some observations and reflection on the discrepancies of what I like about pregnancy/pregnant women vs some of the smut that’s out there .
On vulnerability
What’s out there: she sat helpless, unable to move, I did what I wanted and she couldn’t do anything to stop it. She’s mine. I’ve claimed her. Everyone can see it. I do what I want to her. She’s huge and can’t do much.
What I like: as she got bigger throughout the months, each month everything started to progressively get harder and she started to depend on me. I’m observing all the differences in her body, and how she’s changing. That dependence made me feel needed and emphasized my role in the pregnancy. She’s becoming more vulnerable but I got her. She’s mine. I’ve claimed her. Everyone can see it. It turns me on to take care of her. I did this to her, and I’m excited to be an observer and part of the process.
On Dominating
What’s out there: I claimed her. She’s mine. Her womb is full of my seed. I keep her pumped full of babies all the time. Her purpose is to have my babies and I hold her to it
What I like: it leaves me in awe to see the changes in her body. Pregnancy is like a physical claim. Everyone knows she’s somebodies and everyone we know knows she’s mine. We’ll do it again and savor each and every bit of it each time I get her pregnant. I love seeing her body swell knowing they are my babies inside. Seeing other pregnant women is hot but it’s different knowing it’s me that caused her belly to swell. I did that. I put babies inside her.
On Pregnant Sex
What’s out there: she laid helplessly on the bed. Soaking wet. Not wanting to have sex with me but her body betrayed her, she was wet so I fucked her anyways. She was mine to do with what I wanted and she couldn’t do anything other than lay back and take it
What I like: running your hands all over her body. Feeling how much bigger and heavier her tits are today. Feeling how much more her bump is protruding. Coming from behind and lifting her belly to provide relief. Kissing her neck. Kissing and caressing her tummy. Eating her out. Looking up and only seeing a bump that blocks your view of everything else. Whispering in her ear you can feel that she’s heavier. But you like feeling it on you. Her straddling you and the bump resting on your stomach. Massaging her breasts. Seeing them spill out of bras that she’s clearly outgrowing. Seeing her areolas get darker. Being more limited on how you have sex the bigger she gets. Getting turned on by the fact that she’s growing so much she can’t do everything she used to.