#pregnancyerotica

[joyachanatry]

How is your day going? #quotesoftheday #shapeshifter #shiftererotic #shifterromance #shifterlove #shiftererotica #paranormalromance #paranormalerotic #paranormalromancenovels #paranormaleroticaauthor #pregnancyerotica #pregnancyromance #witchromamce #writingcommunity #readersofinsagram #romancereadersofinstagram #readersofinstagram #romancebookstagram #escapeintoabook #ebookstagram #empoweringromance #ebookromance #lostinabook https://www.instagram.com/p/CYguT3SLGSE/?utm_medium=tumblr

[heavywithourbabies]

Overdue Julie

Julie took one look at the photo of herself and started crying. She was overdue and done. Absolutely, 100% done. At 41 weeks pregnant, she felt like an aching beached whale. Every part of her was in discomfort. From her shoulders right down to her swollen feet and ankles. She just felt so heavy. Her breasts were heavy. Her thighs felt heavy. Her poor expanded hips felt heavy. And her belly. Most of all her poor belly. What was once a flat tummy she would flaunt was now a fecund orb, heavy with child. She was simply too big. Too big and too pregnant. Overdue and almost painfully swollen.

She sat down on the bed, her huge belly forcing her legs apart as it reached to her inner thighs and near her knees. Her taxed hips twinged in discomfort. She tried to change position but the movement caused the baby to stir. He kicked her hard from inside and began to stir himself, trying to find comfort in her taxed womb. Julie winced in pain and it set her off again with her tears.  She cradled her heavy belly and sobbed “Please- mommy needs you out- mommy’s too big…..please….” in response the baby kicked her again and Julie moaned.

Desperate to feel anything besides her discomfort, she spread her legs wider and tried to angle her small hand as best as she could around her hemisphere like belly. She didn’t know if it was the hormones or the ever growing frustration at her swollen condition, she just knew she needed to alleviate herself in any way she could. Her fingers ran through the thicket of hair she had grown between her legs and she found her thick and fatty vulva lips. She spread her lips slightly and ran her fingers up her slit. Her fingers came away sticky and wet. She felt betrayed by her own body. Here  she was, miserable and hurting, and she was somehow wet. She always seemed wet the closer it came to having the baby. In her frustration, she plunged two of her fingers back inside of herself as best as she could and tried to massage her swollen pussy.

Julie just wanted to feel good again. Wanted just a moment of relief. She touched her sopping wet sex and thought about the sex she used to have when she was thin and light. How good it had felt riding her husbands cock with his hands on her hips as he thrust in deeper. How amazing she felt when he had her legs over his shoulders and drove into her. She thought about - anything other than being a huge, gravid pregnant mess. She fingered herself harder as if she could coax the baby out that way. She just wanted her body back. To feel light again. to feel beautiful. To feel good……

The baby rolled in her belly and Julie knew it was no use. Even if she could cum, it would be disappointing and small. But she was now aroused and couldn’t hold it back. She pressed both hands against her kettle drum of a belly and cried out in desperation “PLEASE!” She moaned “Please, get out of mommy!” She continued crying as her hand drifted back to her swollen pussy. She couldn’t take it anymore. She needed something more. She was huge. So cumbersome and big. So close to dropping. About to pop-

She realized she needed her husband home. And she needed him now.

Brian rushed home after talking to Julie, afraid something terrible had happened to upset her. Or worse, something happened to the baby.  they were all set to have her induced in four days. He rushed through the front door and up the stairs to their bedroom. He quickly opened the door and he could smell the Julie all around him. He looked at her in the bed and almost immediately got hard despite himself.

Julie laid there, propped up in bed, with her thick thighs spread, working her fingers on herself as best as she could. Brian could see how wet she was as she had soaked the bed under her. He looked up and saw that her heavy breasts were openly leaking milk. Sweat and milk ran down her tits and her huge pregnant belly. He looked at her and she almost looked half mad. her scent was overpowering.

“Please” she said. “please fuck me.” She was almost begging. “I need him out.” She locked eyes with her husband. “ Fuck this baby out of me. Break my water with your cock”  He noticed the baby kicking up a storm in her belly.

[heavywithourbabies]

Emma and Mark

Emma slid back against her husband Mark on their bed and eased her naked, swollen body against him. She almost cooed when she felt Marks big hands wrap around her and start to rub her severely pregnant belly. She felt the heat radiating off of his naked body against hers and she sighed contentedly. She put her hands over Mark’s, and the two of them explored every inch of her gravidness.

“Won’t be long now.” Mark whispered in her ear as his fingers lightly traced the stretch marks on her sides and underbelly. “I know” she replied, “He’s dropped.” Mark nuzzled against her and kissed her cheek. “You know, we can still change his name if you want…” he said as his fingertips grazed her sensitive popped out belly button. She couldn’t help but shiver a little at the sensation. “Oh yeah? And what sort of names were you thinking?” She asked. He stopped rubbing for a moment and gave her kettle drum of a belly a quick pat “Trogdor” he said. Emma chuckled and felt her belly rock up and down a little. Her heavy breasts jiggled. “Trogdor?” she replied, “Isn’t that some dragon or something else dumb?”. Mark continued to rub her belly; his palms placed gently but firm on her taut skin. “What about Twigglet?” He asked, and this time Emma’s whole body shook with laughter. “Oh my God, stop, you’re gonna make me pee a little…” she said between shakes of laughter. “Even if you peed a little, I’d still love my heavily pregnant Emma” He said softly. One of his hands drifted up her belly to one of her swollen breasts and he cupped it gently. Emma still let out a slight hiss in discomfort, but couldn’t deny how good it felt when Mark’s hands were on her. Emma sighed at his touch “I’m surprised you still love me like this.” She said as she shook her dense belly a little. Suddenly, Emma could feel her husband start to get hard behind her and she smiled. “You do still love me even though I’m a beached whale?” Mark let his fingers lightly pull and tease one of Emma’s long dark nipples. She felt the pressure of milk aching right behind them. “You’re as big as a house” Mark whispered hotly in her ear, and for some reason that was the sexiest thing he could have said to her. “And I fucking love you like this.” He said before starting to kiss down the side of her neck, his erection growing stiffer against her ass.

Emma let out a gasp of air on that and closed her eyes. The truth was she was big. She was huge and heavy. She had fully reached the stage of pregnancy when all she could do was waddle around and hold her belly up as she moved. She was tired, and aching, and sore. Completely over having strangers rub her massive bump and ask her if it was twins. She just wanted to meet her baby. But somehow, through all of it, she couldn’t be happier. She never really knew Mark had a pregnancy fetish before this but she was very happy to find out how into it he was as the months went along and she swelled bigger. He never missed a beat to take care of her. To pamper her and make her feel safe and special. To make sure she knew just how beautiful she was. And to take her as many times as he could. Even when she was tired and unsure, he would use his words and his wonderful hands to break her down and have her aching for him. All of it made her hot and bothered. Maybe it was the hormones or maybe it was just all the extra attention, but Emma was finding herself wet more often than not these days. Even if she was as big as house. She was his house. His beached whale. His big, beautiful pregnant wife. “This man” she thought as Mark now massaged her other full breast. “I want to carry this man’s babies forever”.

Mark fully kissed her. His tongue and hers exploring each other. When they broke, his hands went back to her huge belly. “You’re so pretty pregnant.” He said. And Emma felt herself dripping down her thighs.

“You stay right here” she said. “I want to give the father of my baby something” and with that she slowly heaved herself up and away from Mark. For a second she worried she would flop back down heavily on him but she found her balance. She slowly lowered herself to her hands and knees, making sure Mark got a good view of her ass and between her legs. She crawled along the bed, feeling her globe of a belly drag across the sheets. Her breasts hung heavily off her chest and she could feel beads of milk escaping her turgid nipples. She finally got herself in position between Mark’s legs, which was no easy feet with how very pregnant she was, and she took his hard, erect penis in her tiny hand, smiled at him, and then leaned down to take all of him in her mouth.

She heard him groan in pleasure and she started going up and down his long shaft faster. She took his balls in one hand and softly played with them as her saliva ran down the length of him. Her back was already aching from the position, and she felt her heavy body weighing her down, but she continued. She wanted to show him how much she appreciated him. She wanted to show the father of her child how happy she was carrying his babies. She wanted to worship the cock that had given her this huge baby belly. She licked the head of his cock while she ran her other hand up and down his shaft, trying to support her weight with her knees and elbows.

She felt Mark throbbing her hands and he put his hands on her shoulders to stop her. She wondered what was wrong until she saw the hungry look in his eye. “I want you” he said and quickly got up from where he was sitting on the bed. Even though she was so large and cumbersome, somehow Mark easily lowered her down on her side, her big belly and tits resting on the bed. Her back felt immediately better. She looked at her husband again and without a word she opened her top leg to let him inside of her. Mark put one of his hands on her belly and the other on the small of her back as he quietly thrusted into her, burying himself all the way to the hilt in her swollen pregnant pussy. She moaned in delight as she felt her soft wet walls around him. His hold on her gentle but strong. She couldn’t move even if she wanted. Her belly had her down in place and she could barely move. She could feel herself running all over his cock and her thighs. “I love you like this.” Mark said, almost grunting and all she could do was nod her head in agreement. The smell of her sex was everywhere now and it was driving him on. “I’m going to give you all the babies you want.” Mark said in a deep hungry voice. Emma felt the waves of sensation breaking in her and it wouldn’t be long until they let go. “I’m going to keep you so swollen and heavy with my babies …” Mark continued, lost in his thrusting. “Yes….please…. ke-keep me big and pregnant” Emma managed to say in between moans that were getting louder. “Ma-make me a m-mommy.” She said and felt the crest of her high reaching it’s apex. Mark let out a deep groan and she could feel his cock twitch inside of her. She couldn’t hold back any longer

And with that Mark began to throb rope after rope inside his very pregnant wife. Emma almost screamed and she felt the damn burst and she clenched all around him. Her cum soaking his cock and dripping down her lips. The two of then rocked in place, unable to move.

After a few moments, while they were both trying to catch their breath, the baby started to kick furiously in Emma’s belly. Emma let out an “oof” and placed her hand on her belly to try and soothe the baby. Mark smiled gently at her and placed his hand on top of her own. The two of them silently excited for all that was to come.

[heavywithourbabies]

Ten pounds, One week

She couldn’t sleep. She tossed and turned (well as best as she could) and tried everything she could think of to put her mind at ease but she just couldn’t sleep. It was too much. All of it was too much. Her whole body was aching and sore, the slightest movement causing more discomfort. Even in their bed, the place she loved most, the mattress was an unforgiving rock to her body. The pillows far too soft without any support. Even the body pillow felt stiff and rigid against her. “10 pounds” she thought, over and over again. “10 pounds”. Then the other thought came. The one she was trying so hard to keep away. The one that caused her the most frightful heart racing anxiety she had ever felt. One more week. The baby kicked slightly and she whimpered. Rubbing her aching belly to try and sooth him, but it only prompted more movement under her taut flesh. Her husband snored next to her and she was on the verge of tears. Her whole body felt like a prison at this point. Completely trapped in this cumbersome and awkwardly huge body, she couldn’t find any relief. It all was too much. It hurt too much. She took a deep breath in and told herself it would be over soon. That this would all be worth it. She closed her eyes and tried to drift off but then the baby kicked again. Hard. She couldn’t help but moan in pain as the thought struck her again. “10 pounds. One week.” The baby kicked her again almost in her cervix and she cried out, unable to hold back the tears which had been building almost all night.

           He woke up next to her, hearing her sobs. He was still half asleep but knew the sound of his wife in pain, and it broke his heart. He turned to her back in bed and started rubbing it. “Baby” he said “What’s wrong?”

           She buried her face deeper in the pillow and cried harder. He kept rubbing her back and cuddled up close to her, her bare skin hot to the touch. “Honey, please. Tell me.” He said with genuine concern and love for her.

           “It’s everything” she said between cries. “It’s everything that’s happened to me, it’s what’s going to happen, it’s what’s happening…” He gently put his hand on her shoulder. “Baby, please, I don’t understand what you’re saying – “he began before she looked at him with tears running down her face. She swallowed and started to say “it’s the – “but then the baby kicked her again, or perhaps punch was the better word since he was upside down. She yelped and threw the blankets back to expose herself.

           “It’s THIS!!” She cried, looking at her body.

            She had always had a bit of an hourglass figure with well-rounded curves and even with a few extra pounds she was attractive but the pregnancy had taken that from her. In her mind she felt altered. Helpless in this state. Almost mutated……into this. Her hips flared in pain as she turned on her back and tried to sit up against the pillows. They had separated a bit and the awful weight of it all wore down on her pelvis. She felt as if a bowling ball was sitting right atop of her vagina. Which was also aching and taken from her in the pregnancy. In her mind it used to be a small cute thing with pretty floral lips that she could spread and play with. Now it was thick and fatty. Meaty and big. Her lips bulged out, deep and dark, and she couldn’t stand to wear underwear anymore as the hamburger that was her crotch would constantly leak and ruin everything. It was obscene to her. Her most private feminine parts exaggerated into cartoonish proportions. Her thighs ached from carrying all the extra weight and her ass…. she had always been proud of it being big and she knew her husband loved it but now it was huge and plump. Something anyone could notice and stare at. Her breasts once a double d had swollen twice their size. Small stretch marks adorned the underside of them and veins could be seen under the thick flesh. They became heavy and hurt. Aching with milk for the baby. Her areolas were dinner plates now, dark and huge. Her nipples stood painfully erect as drops of milk throbbed out of their ducts. All of her womanly curves distorted and blown up. But the worst…. The worst was her belly. It hung low as the baby dropped recently and was almost hanging off her wide hips. The belly dominated her, huge and unforgivingly heavy. It was dense and packed so full with her huge 10-pound baby in her swollen womb. The skin was pulled painfully taut and hurt all the time, while the heavy weight made it throb. In the beginning and middle of pregnancy she had loved her “bump” but now…. It was like she was just arms legs and tits attached to a giant sphere. Angry red stretch marks laid claim to her belly flesh and her belly button jutted out. That even hurt. Her belly button hurt.

           “Look at me” she wailed. “look what’s happened to me!” Her husband could tell by her tone she had obviously let herself spiral out in her thoughts. He would need to do something.” I’m a huge circus freak now!” she cried.

           “Well you are a bit bigger than a house” he said with a smile hoping to get her to laugh.

She wasn’t having it.

           “I’m bigger than a house.” She started up again with fresh tears in her eyes. “I’m bigger than a beached whale. Look at my body. I can’t stand it. I can’t stand being inside of all…. THIS!” She patted her belly for emphasis and as she did her breasts began to openly leak. “Oh God…… even my tits…. it hurts….” She heaved her heavy body to the side with her back to her husband and cried big salty tears that blurred her vision.

           He had been staring at her as she went on. In fact, he couldn’t take his eyes off of her. It was slightly embarrassing for him. Here she was in pain and he was- well- he was getting hard. The sight of his wife carrying his baby turned him on like nothing else. All of her beautiful curves were only womanlier and more feminine to him. She was radiant. She was beautiful. She was a fertility goddess made real. He rubbed her back softly as she cried while the sight of her big heart shaped ass made him ache for her.

           “The baby is 10 pounds.” She sniffled. “10 pounds. How am I supposed to push that out in a week? What will I look like after that? Even worse? Feel even worse? I’ll just be hanging skin and a floppy belly with ugly stretch marks and- “

           She stopped as she felt his big warm hands go from her back to her aching breasts. He was fondling them gently. But it hurt. He grazed a leaking nipple and tugged on it slightly and she let out a hiss of pain. “Don’t” She said. He returned his fingers to her nipples and lightly grazed them, playing with them slowly in circular motions. They felt raw to his touch. “Don’t, please – “She began again and then felt him pressing his hardness against her soft ass.

           “Do you have any idea how beautiful you are?” he asked as he started to grind himself against her backside. “Do you have any clue how sexy you are like this?”

           “Please, I know you’re lying – “She was about to let defeat wash over her and then her husband pulled open her thighs and without checking with her, drove himself in. She couldn’t help but cry out. Her fat, swollen pussy was already wet from being so pregnant and he took full advantage.

           “I want you to stop thinking about yourself like that.” He said “in fact, I don’t ever want to hear those words come out of your mouth again.” His grip on her breast tightened forcing her to spurt out milk and then his hand was climbing up her slender neck. The strong fingers wrapping around her throat. “Do you understand what I’m telling you?” he asked as he slowly thrusted into her. His grip around her neck tightened. “Don’t ever talk like that.”

            Despite her misery, she felt herself opening up to him. Felt herself grow slicker to his driving in and out. “yes” she said in a small voice.

            He thrusted in as deep and as hard as could and just kept himself rigid there, impaling her on his thick cock. His grip was like iron on her throat. “Say it again” he demanded.

“Yes” She said as best as she could with his hand clamped on her neck and felt herself almost gushing on his cock. The baby kept moving, searching for any spare space inside her belly. “You are the sexiest fucking thing I have ever seen carrying this baby.” Her husband said as he started to thrust in faster. Her big ass pressing against him, trying to keep him at bay. “you have never looked sexier than you do right now, big and ripe with my baby.” Despite her large behind, he kept plowing deep in her. There was pain as he went and her body still ached but a warm feeling kept building in her belly. She felt her nipples straining hard as trails of pre-milk made their way down her swollen chest. “You are my fucking fertile sex goddess.”  He said with dominance and she could hear how wet she was stretching around his cock. “I am your- “she tried to speak but the warm feeling was becoming a fire inside her now, rising through her massive swollen belly and to her chest. She felt wave after wave of it hitting her deep in her core. She ached. She hurt. But she also knew he wasn’t lying. His need and desire for her were overwhelming. She felt light again. Almost her old self. If wasn’t lying –

           Her husband started drilling into her faster. His balls hitting her clit as he went.

“If he wasn’t lying -”

           “Tell me what you are!” He whispered hotly in her ear. His lower arm wrapped around her belly protectively.

           “If he wasn’t lying” she thought and felt herself nearing the crest of something good and wonderful. “I am YOUR sex goddess” She gasped. She took his hand on her belly and pressed it tighter so he could feel his baby kicking. The sheets under her chest were soaked now and she felt herself almost drooling between her legs.  “Feel me” She said as she rubbed her belly with her husband. “Feel how big and swollen I am for you.”

           Her husband grunted and she knew he was close. So was she.

“Feel how heavy I am.” She purred. “how heavy I am with him.”

           “Heavy with who” he demanded again in between sharp inhales of breath.

“Heavy with YOUR baby.” She answered in. a husky voice and she felt him go rigid inside of her. Her soft swollen walls could feel his cock throb and twitch deep inside her hot cunt. She felt herself tip over the edge as the first spurt of his warm cum hit her walls. She moaned in ecstasy as her husband, the man she loved, the man who found her sexy no matter what, shot rope after rope of hot cum deep in her core.

           The two stayed locked into place like that for what felt like a long time. Neither of them talking. She almost thought he was asleep when the baby kicked again and she felt his big hand rub the spot of movement, trying to soothe his son. She still worried. She still had the anxiety. Her body still ached and felt wretched. But for the moment, she could take it. And in a week she would meet her baby boy. She thought about the labor and the feeling of finally giving him to her husband to hold and she smiled. “10 pounds. One week” she thought and closed her eyes.

[heavywithourbabies]

Fantasize about being pregnant?

Do you fantasize about this? Does just the thought turn you on? Thinking about being swollen and heavy with a baby? My baby? Your hips spread and now nice and wide to cradle, your ass plump and full, your breasts heaving with milk. And your belly. Your beautiful, round, heavy belly. Do you just want to lay in bed feeling my baby kick? Waiting for me to come home so you can take my big hand and place it on your sensitive belly. Waiting for me to grin ear to ear. To know how hungry I am for you as I rub your poor back and aching hips.To lean in and kiss you deeply as I rub your maternal swell. Feeling me pull you in close, hands going to your sensitive tits as I start kissing down your neck. My warm mouth finding your engorged dark nipples, thick and leaking, and taking them in. Latching on your breast and sucking even though it hurts a little with how tender and raw they are. Feeling me get rock hard against your belly and throbbing to be in you. Knowing this is the cock that made you like this. Imposed this heavy pregnancy on you. Making you huge and vulnerable. Making you feel all the extra weight as I place you in position to ride me. One hand rubbing your big stretch marked belly as the baby kicks. The other squeezing your hurting tits but feeling so good. Heaving your swollen body up and down as you struggle to grind on me. looking down past your enormous distended belly at me and seeing how much I wanted this. How badly I wanted every part of you achingly full. Feeling me drive into you with only one goal in mind :To make the mother of my baby cum and cum and cum. Does knowing how much I want you pregnant like this turn you on? Wishing my hands were exploring those wide birthing hips, grabbing your thick strong thighs and ass, caressing your tender breasts and worshipping your big belly. Is that what you want? Your man to adore every inch of your ripe fertile body. Is that your fantasy?

[heavywithourbabies]

Achingly Pregnant

The only way to describe you now is achingly huge with my baby. More often than not, this is how you spend most of your time as you continue to swell. Just a simple loose tee shirt and nothing more, everything else too tight and binding. Lying in our bed as your gravid belly grows heavier and more cumbersome. Ravaged by hormones you waste away the days moaning and panting as you played with your swollen and engorged clit. A huge glistening trail of your cum already soaking your inner thighs. You don’t even hear me walk in until you feel my large warm hands rubbing your belly. You smile awkwardly at me, almost embarrassed I found you like this. Again.

Pulling off your top, your huge breasts flop out. When your home you almost never wear a bra due to how irritating it is. How constricting even a sports bra feels on your chest which at this point which looks somewhat bloated, uncomfortably full from the pregnancy and breast milk. So tender you can’t help but wince a little as the full flesh claps against your globe of a belly. It might just be in your head but you can almost swear you hear milk slosh around inside of your breasts when you move. The pressure must be terrible. I can feel my erection straining against my pants.

As soon as you spread your legs wide for me I can smell your want. The deep musky scent that drives me wild and overpowers any rational thought I might have. I struggle with my belt, unable to get my pants off quick enough. As soon as my cock is free it twitches a little as I can feel my heartbeat and blood pumping through my entire body. I get between your softened and thicker thighs and latch on to one of your engorged breasts with my mouth. I hear you hiss a little in discomfort as I begin to drink from you, your warm milk filling my mouth and throat. I slowly thrust into your swollen sex and I feel your fat full lips part as I enter you. Your delicate tight walls greedily taking me in all the way to the hilt. Your huge belly pressed into mine as I marvel at how sopping wet you are for me.

Nearly nine months ago you whispered in my ear that you wanted me to make you heavy with my babies. And I intend to keep you that way.

[heavywithourbabies]

Emma and Mark 2

The first thing that Mark noticed was off when he woke up is that he couldn’t see anything. He knew he wasn’t suddenly blind, but every time he opened his eyes, his vision was blurred by some sort of thick fabric. He also couldn’t help but notice that his wrists were above his head, and he was clearly restrained against the headboard of the bed. He shook his wrist restraints a bit and felt the cold metal on his skin and the sounds of small chains hitting each other. “Emma” he thought and grinned. Mark was an incredibly heavy sleeper and from time to time, his wife had taken full advantage of that in their bedroom as she often woke early and sometimes needed extra attention. He had to hand it to her though, this time she outdid herself. How in the world his heavily pregnant wife could pull this off without waking him up was the question. He heard the shuffle of bare feet against the floorboards and quickly decided it didn’t matter.

“Emma” he called out, with a knowing grin. “Babe, not to alarm you but I think we’re being robbed by kink thieves.”

“I had such an amazing time with you last night.” Emma’s voice replied. He couldn’t quite place her in the room, but he knew she was close. “You really made the last date night before the baby extra special. I just feel bad I was so tired by the time we got home.”

“Well” mark started as he tried to look in her direction, “You’re almost 40 weeks with a big baby, so it makes sense you get tired.”

“I am 40 weeks as of today.” Emma replied, her voice a bit deeper and sultry.

“Baby, that’s amazing, we should – “  Mark began before he felt his wife’s finger on his lips, hushing him up.

“I’m 40 weeks today, Mark. 40 weeks with our big, healthy baby boy growing in my belly. The baby that you put in there.”

He felt his wife’s tiny hand on his as she slowly took it out of the handcuff, lowered his wrist, and placed his hand directly on her belly. Feeling her belly was one of mark’s favorite things to do. He could never get over how warm it was. How dense and heavy it felt under her soft skin. She rubbed his hand for him over her belly and mark felt the stretchmarks that had grown on his wife. Her skin felt tight and smooth.

“Do you like feeling my big, heavy belly Mark?” She asked, slightly teasing. “Can you feel how tight and full it is? Can you feel the weight of it? Does it turn you on knowing how heavy and full you’ve made me? Knowing there’s a bun in the oven and you’re the one that put it there?”

“yes.” Was all mark could get out in reply. His breath already short.

“Good.” Emma said, and replaced Mark’s hand into the restraint. He felt it close but it wasn’t that tight. Wherever she had gotten them, the handcuffs were cheaply made.

“I want you to feel me” Emma said. “I want you to feel me with your body.”

He felt her two hands close to him on the bed as she leaned over. He could feel the tips of her thick, engorged nipples on his chest and running down his stomach and back up again.

“They ache you know?” Emma said. Mark swallowed hard. “They ache just doing this. My nipples are so sensitive now thanks to you, so thick. My areolas are huge and dark. I can feel the pressure of the milk building in them, making them heavier. So they ache. They ache to be milked. Ache for your baby to suck on them. Ache to do what they were meant to do….”

Suddenly Emma’s hands were on the waistband of his boxer briefs and she easily glided them down his legs. Mark’s cock was getting hard and he felt it twitch in the open air.

“I don’t mind the aching though. To be honest I ache everywhere now that I’m so big and heavy with your baby.” Emma told him as he felt her soft tiny hand take the shaft of his penis and slowly rub up and down on it. He couldn’t help but groan a little. “I know it’s all worth it. All the aches and pains. Feeling heavy and ready to burst. It’s all worth it so we can meet our baby. But it’s also worth it, just to carry my man’s baby in me.” And with that, mark felt the plump lips of his wife taking him in her mouth and she began to slowly bob up and down. Her mouth was warm and wet and he could feel her tongue swirling over the head of his cock, making mark shiver a bit. Emma kept stroking him as he felt her get up on the bed with him. He could hear the bedframe creaking under her weight, as she straddled him. He felt her place his cock on her skin but he couldn’t tell where. He heard her quietly spit in her hand and started to rub it against the top of his dick as he was pressed against her. “I told you I wanted you to feel me baby.” Emma said slyly. ”How does it feel to have your big cock rubbing on my belly?”

“Oh God…” mark let out and he felt his cock throbbing. His wife continued to tease his member along her fecund belly for a few more moments, rubbing him off gently against herself, before she stopped. Mark didn’t know what she was doing but he could feel her moving her cumbersome body up the bed. She had to be standing above him. She took a few awkward steps forward and he could feel her feet on either side of his head.

“My body has become more womanly, no thanks to you.” She said from above him. He heard you grunt a little and the weight above him shifted. A part of her was right above his face now and he could tell. Her musky scent filled his nose and he knew her crotch was right in his face. He could feel slight dripping on his mouth and cheeks. His cock was iron hard. She lowered her legs and got on her knees, the sweet smell of her sex all over his face. “You’ve made me swollen everywhere. Taste how swollen I am for you.” Emma said in a deep husky voice and then fully dropped on his mouth. His nose was buried in the thicket of hair she had grown since she could no longer shave, and her fatty, thick labia lips were open on his mouth before he even began. Mark couldn’t help but rock his hips up and down out of pure desperate need as he began to lick his wife’s soft wet walls. He slowly parted her lips all the way and began with a few long strokes of his tongue, going up and down her entrance, just to taste all of her. Although his hearing was muffled by her strong thighs, he could her his wife moaning in pleasure. She began to rock her hips in time with his lapping. He loved going down on Emma but doing it while she was pregnant was a whole different experience. She really was swollen everywhere and somehow she felt softer. He enjoyed how wet and sticky she became and began licking faster when he felt her juices running down his chin. Emma was letting out a series of short and small little yelps, a sign she was close and mark went in for the kill. He started to run his tongue all over the hood of her engorged clit. Then he would make direct contact with his tongue and run circles and other patterns on her most sensitive spot. Soon he could feel the whole bed rocking back and forth under the weight of his very pregnant wife. Without warning she let out a low pitched moan and came all over his face. He backed off of licking her clit but he kept lapping away at her. In that moment all he wanted was to make her feel good. To thank her for carrying their baby. To worship the place where his baby would be brought into the world. And the deeper more animalistic side of him wanted to drown in her pregnant cunt.

After a moment or two, he felt the bed shift again as his wife struggled to get up. “More” she said in that deep and husky voice she got when she was really turned on. At this point Mark’s penis was achingly hard for her. More than anything he wanted to take her then and there, and feel every inch of her belly and tits but he was still restrained. He rocked his wrists against his restraints and heard a small click. Emma positioned herself over Mark’s painfully erect penis, grunted again and lowered herself down. It was amazing she could still be this graceful being this large but with one swift motion she straddled Mark, feeling her already wide hips ache a little in protest, and guided his penis into her soaking wet vagina.

“Fuck yes!” Mark said and immediately thrusted once into her. Emma put her hands on his chest to signify she was in control and he lowered back down. With that, she began to rock her expanded hips back and forth, feeling the sensation of his engorged cock filling and stretching her. It hurt a little since she was so much tighter now but the feeling of having her husband inside of her made her eyes roll up in the back of her head as she continued. As she rode, she felt heavy and large. Fertile and ripe. She couldn’t move very fast on his cock but her movements were deep and slow. Her meaty pussy swallowing all of his cock greedily. Mark was in heaven as felt the full weight of his wife on top of him. Her heavy belly rubbing against his stomach as she continued to grind on top of him. She put her hands back on mark’s chest to steady herself and started riding faster and harder on him. She felt her belly rock up and down and her heavy tits clapped together almost painfully.

“Yes baby, yes” Mark kept saying over and over again.

“Do you like feeling how heavy I am?” Emma asked in between deep sighs and moans. “You like how swollen and huge you’ve made your wife?”

“Fuck yes.” Was all Mark could reply as she neared towards another orgasm. This one took her completely by surprise. Usually she had to work at cumming but the more pregnant she became, the easier it came upon her. She felt her whole body tense up as it clenched deep inside her core. “I’m… I’m” she stammered as buried her hands into marks chest, almost drawing blood with her nails. The orgasm was going to be big, she could tell. So strong it would probably ache a little. She was right at the precipice when she suddenly felt mark’s hands all over her hips and he thrusted upward into her as strongly as he could and held himself there.

“You’re fucking beautiful “ Mark said and Emma let the waves crash all around her. Her whole body shook as she continued to semi rock on Mark’s penis. Her thighs clenched and unclenched at their own will. She felt this in the deepest part of herself, felt it all throughout her massively pregnant body. She was a fertile, ripe, pregnant queen thanks to her man. And she was going to completely soak him in her thanks. Somehow through the haze of her pleasure, she registered the fact that Mark had somehow gotten loose and taken his blindfold off. How he did it was beyond her at the moment but she didn’t even care.

Somehow, mark was able to lift her and put her down on her back with her legs spread for him. The pressure of all the baby weight immediately hurt her back and made it hard to breathe but she couldn’t care less at the moment. Mark began to drive into her as hard and as fast as he could. Her huge belly, slick with sweat, pressed against his stomach. He grabbed a handful of her pretty brown hair and kept thrusting.

“I fucking love you like this” he said “I want you heavy and swollen with my babies all the time. I especially love this-“ he grabbed either side of her belly. She grabbed on to his arms feeling a smaller orgasm come on and she teased the feeling along. “You love pregnant women? You love a big pregnant wife? Show me. Show me how much you love that belly.” She demanded and started clenching again as the third orgasm hit. Mark quickly pulled out of his warm wife, felt himself throbbing in his hand, and groaned loudly as he erupted all over her massive, stretch marked belly. His whole body went stiff as a board as the sensation grabbed him by the spine. Shooting length after length of his hot cum all over her orb of a belly.

The pair stayed in place for a few moments, both trying to catch their breath. Mark slowly withdrew from the warmth of his wife and looked at the mess he had made of her.

“Oh shit, baby, I’m sorry.” He said.

“Don’t be.” She replied as she started rubbing his seed all over her belly. “I needed to lotion anyways.”

They both erupted in laughter and held each other closely. It wouldn’t be long until their family would expand with another. And not long after that, two more.

[joyachanatry]

Have you split your heart for all time? #brothers #shiftererotic #shifterromance #sexgame #suduction #sexyshifters #paranormaladventure #paranormalbooks #pregnancybooks #pregnancyromance #pregnancyerotica #surrogacyadventure #surragarromance #surrogacyerotica #readersofinsagram#romancereadersofinstagram #romancebookstagram #romancereaders #shiftererotic #sexyshifters #bearshifterromance #ebooksonline #ebookstagram #empoweringromance #eroticapregnancy https://www.instagram.com/p/CV9AqthMwQp/?utm_medium=tumblr

[joyachanatry]

Week 12 of the .99 price drops. Are you ready for an adventure? Find your unique lover hidden within a skyward adventure. #paranormalerotic#paranormalromance#pregnancyromance #pregnancyerotica #alienerotica #alienromance #adventures #readersofinsagram #romancebook #amazon.com #kindleunlimited #ebooks #bookporn #booklovers #bookcoverart #bookclub #millionareromance #spacetravel #goodread #coverart https://www.instagram.com/p/CUKfIrHr4Bm/?utm_medium=tumblr

[joyachanatry]

Countdown weekend Sep. 24-26. Pick up your copy this weekend of a can't miss fall favorite. Khaki Campbell took one bonfire and turned it into a night they won't ever forget for all the wrong reasons! This polar bear turned a loving sweet girl into a hate filled Witch. Anastasia may have crushed on Khaki but her life turned after that bonfire. Now her new mystery man is keeping her comfortable and warm while she grows a polar bear cub inside her. When the truth comes out there will be a bear sized fight to contend with. Who will end up with the mate and cub? Will it be the baby's father or the new man in Anastasia's life? #paranormalerotic#paranormalromance #pregnancyromance #pregnancyerotica #bookporn #booklovers #bookporn #bearshiftweerotica #bearshifter #polar bear #bonfire #witchromamce #witchbook #witcherotica #fallromance #fantasyromance #darkromance #amazon.com#kindleunlimited #joyachanatry #beahrhillcla #Fuckaduck #Christmas romance #readersofinsagram #romancebook #flashsale #shifterromance #shiftererotica #werebear #menageerotica menageatrois https://www.instagram.com/p/CUDCKHxLlWv/?utm_medium=tumblr

[joyachanatry]

When the world looks horrible what do you do to find hope? #quotestoliveby. #quote #quotesoftheday #quotesaboutlife #quotestagram #qoutes #lovequotes #hope #inspirationalquotes #selflove #selflovequotes #beyourself #bestrong #booklovers#bearshiftweerotica #bearshifterromance #shapeshifter #shifterlove #romancebook#romancereadersofinstagram #romancebookstagram #ebookstagram #ebookromance #bearshiftweerotica #boldwomen #fairyerotica #fairyromance #paranormalbooks #pregnancyerotica#pregnancyromance #romance https://www.instagram.com/p/CWGYDMDLUry/?utm_medium=tumblr