Pregnancy Blue Lips Novels & Stories

After a couple minutes of nail biting silence she turned the screen so we could see. “Well congratulations betas you are definitely pregnant. Your pup seems to be healthy, heartbeat is nice and strong and by the looks of the pups size, you are around four weeks pregnant” she told us with a smile. “See told you this small belly wasn’t from eating extra” I told Benson smacking his arm. “Did you see that doc she beats me I need help” “HAHA I saw nothing Beta Benson sorry” she laughed. “Right I’m going to get one of the nurses to come and take some blood so we can check your iron levels, sometimes in pregnancy your levels can drop which can make you very ill meaning the pups health would also be

PREGNANT (3+) Two sharp, thick red lines were boldly printed across the display. Elena recoiled. Her hand reflexively clapped over her mouth to stifle a shock-induced shriek that nearly escaped her throat. Tears of sheer anxiety instantly welled in the corners of her eyes. Every joint in her body suddenly turned to water, forcing the aristocratic woman to sink helplessly onto the cold marble floor—precisely as she had on that horrific night weeks ago. "No... this is impossible..." Elena murmured hoarsely. She shook her head, her vacant gaze filled with an extraordinary panic. "How can I be pregnant? From just one accursed night?"

The light makeup was very suitable for her, simple yet exquisite. It brought out her pink, rosy cheeks, and her lips seemed soft and juicy, just like jelly. Mark squinted his eyes and furrowed his brows, “Is it necessary to wear make up for a lecture?” he said with a dissatisfied tone. She continued to put lip gloss on. She did not bother to even look at him. It was said to be light makeup, but in fact, due to pregnancy, she barely put anything besides a little bit of eyeliner and some lip gloss on her face.

“We’ve been going on for about thirty minutes. We could win a kissing match if we went on for longer. I need to breathe. Plus, your lips are all red and swollen. I don’t want to hurt you.” She didn’t seem convinced by my reasoning. My cute little mermaid wanted to keep kissing. She wanted to kiss until we died eventually. Blue was still pouting. I touched her lips. “How about you get ready for bed and then we kiss some more there?” She was delighted to hear that and sprang out of my lap to look for her nightgown. I watched as she pulled on a silky pink gown, almost see-through. I knew I was going to sleep tonight with a case of blue balls unless I took care of it myself.

Leon smirked at Sheena, who simply smiled. "How can they not be healthy? Vanni keeps feeding me, tsk. I almost gained weight, but it's okay, all the pain is worth it," Sheena said, smiling at them. "I remember when you were pregnant... Pft. hahaha! I saw Gaze's annoyed face when you were buying food that they didn't have! " Leon laughed, saying she glared at him because what she did was embarrassing. "Blue watermelon!" Because of the things she said while pregnant, Sheena was irritated and her entire face was flushed.

Kaitlyn took one look in the mirror and frowned. It seemed her makeup was too much. She looked perfect and from what she had seen of other pregnant women, they weren't supposed to be perfect. Sighing, she grabbed a tissue from the Chanel bag on her lap and began dabbing at the makeup on her face. Her makeup artist had simply overdone it. No pregnant woman had sparkling blue eyes, rimmed with black eyeliner, a bronzed-up face, and her hair looking soft, fluffy, and extra blonde.

I do not wish to look weak, it isn't in my blood to be so. Fixing my hair brushing it out, adding a little red lipstick to my pale lips to add colour. "No matter what I do, I look sick," I say with a frustrated sigh wondering where that pregnancy glow of mine that the females' talked about went. My skin has gotten paler as if life is being sucked out of me yet it causes me no worry but happiness as my life is given to my pup.

But could it be because of what happened this morning? Knowing my wife’s current behavior, she was definitely holding a grudge. Picking up my phone, I wanted to call her, but ended up hesitating. Even if I did call her, what was I going to say? I scrolled over to the online healer I had been speaking to. I’d responded to the last message she sent. “During pregnancy, most women tend to get irritated at the slightest occasion. It’s best not to do anything that could trigger her hormones.” Pinching the space between my brows, I exhaled.

she asked, but she wasn’t mad as she pressed her thighs together. “Open your legs.” “No.” “Baby, open your legs, please?” “I’m not going to have sex with you. You won’t probably do that once you see my inner thighs.” “We won’t have sex today, baby. Why won’t you open your thighs for me to see? Because the skin darkens? It’s normal, Estelle. I read it in a book.” “You should stop reading that crap.” I smiled. “I also read that most pregnant women enjoy sex during their first and second trimester. They have a high libido.”

Her lips part immediately, locking my tongue fiercely with hers. She lifts her hips from the bed, tangling a leg with mine while grinding her pussy against my crotch. One hand yanks at my hair, the other one roaming my chest uncontrollably. I can feel my muscles tense under her soft touch. When i lift my head from hers, her lips are swollen, her pupils dilated with intense pleasure. "We have to be careful...the baby..." “Do you know it's healthy to be fucked when you're pregnant? This is good for the health of the baby,” I rasp, catching her lips back in mine.