Enceinte Novels & Stories

This is just insane. **********

She was there during her childhood and adolescent. " Irene" Ariel called . Her eyes squinted and her brows creased as she stared down at her tummy. Irene knew something was wrong judging from the way Ariel called her name. It was laced with fright and confusion. " What Ariel?" Irene asked as she approached her by the lake. " My tummy, it's so big Irene" Ariel stuttered. Her hands placed on her belly and her eyes glittered with tears. "I'm in my second trimester irene and I have been here for twenty-nine days. How come my tummy become so big like a woman due for birth? " Ariel yelled at Irene. Her hormones taking over her emotions.

She's pregnant. Oh my God. ... (to be continued)

Smiling, she tilted her head and teased, "What did I call you? I forgot." She was having a serious conversation, yet he focused on such small details. Marcelo’s warm hand touched her skin, his eyes intensely deep as he looked at her in his arms. His fingertips traced her skin. “I've heard that after the third month of pregnancy, a woman can..." “What?" Renee felt a sudden sense of danger. “Have sex." Renee immediately tried to push him away. But he held her even tighter. “Don't mess around. Who told you that nonsense?" she frowned.

My hand was shaking as I was accepting their request. I also had more than a thousand notifications, thanks to Noah's tag on my name on his post. I was browsing my I*******m account when I saw Anne's latest I*******m post. Her post kill all the excitement that I felt earlier. It was a picture of her and Andrew. It was a candid shot. They look happy and in love. Anne's caption says it all. "Partner"

Mom…Then she felt the cold gel on her stomach and she lurched slightly, catching her breath. The woman gave her a practiced smile; one she had probably used a thousand times in her career. Juicy smiled back. At least she had made the effort. The woman held a wand and pressed it firmly to the mound of Juicy's belly. She kept moving it, and watching the monitor. She then gave Juicy an apologetic look. "It sometimes has a hard time picking up sound if the mother has a lot of fat layers." Juicy ignored her comment and stared at the monitor. And then suddenly came a loud woosh woosh sound.

I would have to check the gender in the fifth month. What would the gender be?

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He says back. His headrest on the crook of my neck, he hums onto my clammy skin while I draw lazy circles across his back. He's mostly over me but shifted just enough to let some air into my lungs. This, the afterburn of a good mating session, is new to me. Cuddling, I know but not while he is still inside me, there's enough energy in me for a second round, but I won't break this spell. He moves his hips in a lazy circle and stills when my body responds.