Orgasmic Birth Book Novels & Stories

Victor’s thick cock slammed deep into my pregnant pussy as he bent me over the edge of the platform, my massive round belly pressed tight against the padded surface. The wet, heavy slapping of his hips against my ass mixed with the filthy squelching of my cum-filled cunt while his heavy balls slapped against me. The strong smell of sex, birth fluids, and sweat already filled the room even before the real party started. “Today’s the big birth party, my ready-to-pop stepdaughter whore,” he growled, gripping my hips hard and pounding faster. “Everyone’s coming to watch you give birth to our family baby… and then we’re breeding you again right after while you’re still open and leaking.”

Author’s POV The labor stretched into the darkest hours of the night, each minute feeling like an eternity. It's been six hours of agony, of Lila’s screams echoing through the isolated ranch house, of Marcus’s steady commands and Joan’s desperate attempts to help without using magic that would only make things worse. This wasn’t normal childbirth, the twins weren’t just being born. They were fighting their way into existence, with their divine powers clashing against the mortal limitations of Lila’s body. Every contraction brought waves of supernatural energy that made the air itself crackle with electricity.

“Sorry to call so late, but I realized I forgot to emphasize something at your appointment.” My cheeks burned, Alex still kneeling between my thighs, scowling like the devil himself. “What is it?” I asked, voice shaky. “Orgasms,” she said briskly. “No matter how they happen—penetration, oral, toys—don’t risk it right now. They put pressure on your abdomen and the baby. You need rest, not contractions this early.” I choked. “Oh—uh—right.” Alex’s eyes widened, his mouth dropping open in outrage.

They scrubbed me, washed me until I was cleaned. And just like Elion, they devoured me….throughout the night. I didn't stop screaming. The pillows were dented with my bite marks. I didn't stop coming. I provoked the beast in them and they resounded with a kinky rule – Ten letters. Ten orgasms. They made me climax for every letter of my name. Amber Whyte. Each orgasm was more intense than the last. It made my legs go numb. Fuck. I got what I wanted until I was more than satisfied.

Where do I even start? “I am guessing this is about Marcus? What has happened now?” She looks at me as tears fill my eyes, blurring my vision. “The other night, I got stuck on the edge of an orgasm. No matter what Jackson tried, it didn’t work. He had to get Marcus in to help. Even then, when he gave me permission, I couldn’t. Then Marcus said the words and I exploded. For some reason, with Jackson, I couldn’t get to the point I needed.”

Just as she teeters on the edge of reaching the pinnacle of ecstasy, I emit a commanding roar and delve deep into her womb, securing my knot tightly behind her pelvic bone, resulting in the most profound orgasm. The sheer intensity of the moment sends shivers down her spine, her body trembling with each powerful climax that washes over her. With a firm grip around me, she experiences a series of intense climaxes, one after another, causing her body to convulse in pleasure. This incredible sensation leads to a continuous release of my essence deep inside her womb.

"This is Lisa. While Master punishes us, it's usually associated with sex. We've either already had sex, or will be having sex, or in the middle of our punishment, Master will give us an orgasm. Our bodies are flooded with endorphins. Not only does it mean that whatever he's doing will hurt less than if he was just smacking us around, we have safe words which we can use to either stop or reduce the intensity of our punishment. I've never had to use my safe word. Master is not trying to hurt us, but there's a close correlation between good pain and pleasure for us. Both Julia and I have had orgasms while being punished. What about you Lucia?" "I've also had orgasms while being punished," Luci

She didn't return for at least five minutes so I got on with my unpacking. "Took me a while to find this but it's worth it. Here is a book that I have read a countless amount of times. Everything you need to know from conception to leaving home is in there," she said, handing me an old looking book titled 'motherhood for beginners'. "It's 23 years old but most things are still up to date." "Thank you, Rosa," I said, looking at the contents page. Fertility, pregnancy, labour, delivery, breastfeeding, diet... the list goes on.

"It’s instinct. He’s growing too fast, and he needs energy to sustain that growth. But the real problem isn't the pregnancy. It’s the birth." Kael walked over to the table and pulled a diagram out of his coat. "A Conduit birth is violent," he said bluntly. "When he separates from the mother, the connection snaps. The energy he has stored will discharge all at once. If you give birth naturally... the shockwave will kill you." Emily went white. "Kill me?" "It will liquefy your internal organs," Kael clarified, terrified by his own words. "You won't survive the first contraction." Ethan grabbed Kael by the lapels of his coat and slammed him against the wall.

Her body tensed involuntarily, and she clutched Daniel’s arm in alarm. “Daniel...” she gasped. “It’s starting.” Daniel was on his feet instantly, his senses on high alert. The scent of impending birth filled the air, mingling with Clara’s rapid breaths. “Hold on,” he urged gently. “I’ll call for Helena and the doctors.” As Daniel summoned help, Clara doubled over with another contraction, the intensity growing by the second. Her instincts took over, guiding her through the pain even as fear threatened to take hold. Within moments, the room filled with the presence of healer Helena and a team of skilled pack doctors. They worked swiftly, transforming the bedroom into a makeshift birthing spac