#mpreg labor

[mpregdimension]

I melted back against the couch cushions, savoring the warmth of Santiago's muscular arms wrapped tightly around me. At 7 months pregnant, my belly had ballooned out enormously, though the sleepy Santiago still thought I was only carrying one big baby. If only he knew the truth that I had twin sons brewing in there.

"It's time for you to tell me how your three weeks in Colombia went. How're your parents doing?" I asked, craning my neck to nuzzle against his scratchy cheek. Santiago had just gotten back from another Colombia trip.

"They're good, babe" he mumbled groggily, planting a lazy kiss on my temple. "Mom keeps bugging me about when I'll finally bring you to meet them."

I managed a smile, though part of me worried his mother might not be as accepting of our relationship as she let on. Since I found out I was pregnant Santiago has stopped talking about his parents, children and friends like he did before, even though he travels to Colombia almost all the time to visit them.

"What about your...other family?" I ventured cautiously.

Santiago immediately tensed up, his eyes flashing open. "Paul, you already know I'm still in the same situation, there's no need to ask every time, please don't make me talk about that damn ex-wife," he grumbled, suddenly sounding more awake. "That shitty divorce is still going on for years, at least my boys are fine, busy at university without having to get involved in those problems."

Deciding to drop it, I just nodded and leaned back against his chest, breathing in his musky, familiar scent. Santiago nuzzled against my neck, his hands roaming down to cup my huge pregnant belly.

"Damn, you're getting so fuckin' big, babe," he purred in that deep, gravelly voice. "I can't wait to meet our little man."

Our little man...if only he knew. I worried my lip, debating whether I should finally tell him about the twins. 

Before I could decide, Santiago surprised me by whispering hotly in my ear, "You know...it's been way too long since I pounded that sweet ass of yours. Why don't we head to the bedroom so I can really go to town on you?" His breath was hot against my neck.

My eyes widened in shock at the bold suggestion, panic fluttering in my chest. As much as I craved intimacy with Santiago, I couldn't risk anything that might inadvertently trigger labor prematurely.

"Babe, I...I really don't think that's a good idea," I stammered awkwardly. "The doctor said rough sex is off-limits this late in the pregnancy."

He let out a deep, rumbling chuckle. "Who said anything about rough? I was thinking nice and hard...Help get you all loosened up down there for when the big day comes." His hand stroked along my thigh teasingly.

I gulped nervously, my heart pounding as desire warred with prudence. Part of me was tempted to throw caution to the wind. But the protective father within wouldn't endanger the twins.

"Please, baby," I pleaded, putting my hand over his to stop the sensual motions. "I want the memories of going into labor to be peaceful, not because we got too carried away fucking like animals."  

A frustrated groan rumbled from Santiago's lips as he begrudgingly pulled his hands away. His eyelids were growing heavy again, that burst of frisky energy fading. I could see him struggling between the urge to ravish me and the siren call of sleep.

Finally, with a defeated sigh, Santiago seemed to give in to exhaustion. "You're right, babe. We'll save that for after the little dudes get here." Within minutes, his breath had evened out into the steady rhythm of slumber. The lingering secret about my twin pregnancy is still burning in the back of my mind. Would it be better to keep it a surprise?

[dontpushbaby]

I know you didn't want to be pregnant but look at you now, baby.

You're so horny all the time, now that you're getting closer to your due date. You don't have to lie to me, don't be embarrassed. Daddy knows you love the way your chest has gotten so swollen with milk, your nipples so hard, your belly so heavy and full of life. I know your navel is so sensitive you can't even wear any clothes without getting needy and desperate to be taken care of.

You thought I wouldn't notice the way you can't stop rubbing your massive belly? You're so cute. So ripe already, looks like you're going to pop soon.

Don't worry, Daddy will fill you up again and again. You'll be my perfect little breeding toy, pushing out litter after litter for me.

[dancingfish01]

Oh no, Santa got too much love!!!

[pregnant-men24]

Zachary secretly hopes he gives birth in the shower

[stupidlypregnant]

I need my tummy to be filled to the brim, skin stretched taut, baby buns kicking and squirming inside like crazy, making me whine and whimper constantly. Everything so tight and cramped that it's almost hurting to touch the veiny orb.

But you rub my belly nonetheless. You wanna feel the life you put inside me against the palm of your hand. You dig your fingers into the sore muscles, glide over my sensitive navel. You want me overwhelmed and desperate, knowing you'll keep me like that for as long as it pleasures you.

[nurbrotheadfull]

Day by day I get closer to hell

Pookie is going into labor 🫃✌️

[filled-babyboy]

Why am I not getting fucked into labor right now?

Pleaaase, I'm already overdue, I'm so achy. Look Daddy, my belly already dropped, it's so heavy... I can't take it anymore, I need them out, please. I know you like me looking so fertile, your perfect breeding toy, but I promise you can fill me up again right after ...

[problemchildzu]

It’s time and they’re working through it as best they can

[riveroryn]

He went into labor!

911: 911 what's your emergency?

Will: *a masculine voice breathing heavily speaks* Uh.. hi .. I think my water just broke. I'm 9 months pregnant.

911: Okay, remain calm. Tell me your name and location. We'll send an ambulance out right away.

Will: okay... Hooo hoo... *huffs as a contraction begins* Will... 331 Strenbook Avenue.

911: Okay will, breathe for me. In an out. Are you having a contraction?

Will: *his voice breaks* yes 😖 hoo hoo hoo

911: breathe, breeeathe. How far apart are your contractions?

Will: 3 minutes apart. *The contraction ends*

911: Okay Will, tell me, is there anyone who can assist you right now or are you alone?

Will: I'm alone.

911: Okay Will, that's fine. I need you to listen very carefully. Do you feel an urge to push?

Will: a little...

911: Okay. I need you to try and resist that urge as long as you can. Do you have a mirror?

Will: okay 😢 I'll try. Yes, I do.

911: Will, I need you to remove your pants and use the mirror to give yourself an exam. Can you do that? I need you to tell me if you can see the baby.

Will: oh my God... Okay. I think I can do that. *he removes his pants with difficulty and grabs his mirror. A contraction interrupts him.* OH! AH! Owwww 😖😖😖

911: Will, breathe for me. Breathe through the contraction, I know it's so painful. In through your nose and out through your mouth.

Will: have to pushhh...

911: NO! Don't push! Help is almost there. BREATHE WILL, BREATHE.

Will: ahhh! 😖😖😫 *He gives a small push.*

911: Will are you pushing?!

Will: yes! 😫 *His voice sounds strained and panicked*

911: I need you to pant for me. Okay? Pant, will.

Will: *pants until th contraction ends*

911: good, Will. Good. Now, I need you use your mirror and tell me if you see the baby.

Will: *he positions the mirror and takes a look. The baby has started to crown. He's sweating and in pain.* I see the head! Oh my God... That's my baby.

911: okay Will, change of plans. The baby is coming out and we can't stop it. On the next contraction I need you to take a deep breath and push as hard as you can. Wrap the baby in your clothes. I'll be right here with you.

Will: okay 😭 *sobs* OH! OH! AHHH *he has a strong contraction*

911: Okay, Will. Deep breath. PUSH.

Will: hnngg aagghhh!!!! 😖😖😖😫😫😫😭 *Will pushed as hard as he could. The baby's head crowned wider and wider stretching his opening. He let out a hideous yell in pain, his voice strained*

911: keep going! Push push push! You can DO this! Is the head coming out?

Will: AAAGGHHH YES! THE HEAD IS ALMOST OUT. *Will pushed like hell. The head emerged slowly and difficultly but he kept pushing. He screamed and screamed in pain*

911: Good, keep pushing! Push! Push, Will! PUSH!

Will: HNNNNGGGAHHH!!!!! AHHH!!!! OH GOD!!!! AHHHH!!!!!!! *He gave a humongous push. He let out the most gut wrenching scream and the baby stretched him impossibly wide. He pushed and pushed and the head finally came out.* The head is out!!!!!

911: good, Will. Tell me, is the cord in a safe position? Can the baby breathe?

Will: *he checked carefully in the mirror and with his fingers. The baby was safe.* It's fine! *His voice was exhausted*

911: Good. You just need to push out the shoulders and it'll all be over. Are you ready?

Will: I think so. Oohhhh 😖😖😖😖 *the contraction began*

911: okay, you can do this. Take a deep breath and push AS HARD AS YOU CAN. 3, 2, 1, PUSH! PUSH! PUSH!!!!!!

Will: HNNNGGG AHHHH!!!! HRAAAGHHHH!!!! GAHHHH!!!! AHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *He pushed so hard he shook with effort. He looked and sounded so primal with each push. A look of pain and strength on his face. He was sweating and his face turned red each time he pushed. The veins on his neck stood out. He pushed and pushed and PUSHED. FINALLY the baby slid out with a gush of fluid* oh! Oh my God... It's out. It's a girl.

911: you did it! Amazing job, Will. Is the baby breathing okay?

Will: she's perfect

[mpregdimension]

Nico's water birth. Do you want to see the full image?

[dontpushbaby]

You're sitting in my lap, arms slung around my neck, face buried into the curve of it. Your swollen stomach pressed against my own flat one, allowing me to feel your belly getting impossibly tense and tight as another contraction takes over you.

You moan desperately, squirming in pain. I can tell the urge to finally push is getting unbearable. But you try to be good, to hold back - you promised it. To ignore the burning pressure between your legs - your body is screaming at you to give in, to disobey me. But you won't, you're so good for me.

I know you want to push but not yet. Hold them in a little longer, baby.

[dancingfish01]

Preg Drive

He can't fit in any of his shirts so now he doesn't know what to wear on Christmas night :(

Sorry, I posted the third goal but it got flaged and taken down :( But you can see it on Twitter if you want:

https://twitter.com/dancingfish01/status/1735691194716557690/photo/1

[pregnant-men24]

"Sweetie don't mean to alarm you but the twins are coming"

[stupidlypregnant]

Hnnngh, the thought of my belly being so sensitive from almost bursting with your babies growing inside is sending me into fucking heat.

I want to be overdue, absolutely no space left anymore. Belly misshapen by all the movement from the life crammed into it, skin stretched impossibly tight, bellybutton flat, stretchmarks splattered all over the underside and my achy hips.

I'd be hard and leaky all the time at this state of pregnancy, every move making me whine and whimper. I couldn't stand touching myself, even wearing clothes would be torture. But your hands placed on the heavy orb would drive me insane. Fingers digging into the sore muscles, brushing over my navel would make me a moaning, begging, crying mess. I'd lose my fucking mind.

I'd be cumming from you touching my poor belly alone.

[amaranthmori]

[nurbrotheadfull]

Mb chat but i aint rendering allat