Novel & Cerita Pregnancy Fetish Stories

“Sneaking into your stepson’s room every night to get fucked while your husband sleeps downstairs.” Isabella whimpered. My dirty words turned her on even more. She reached down and freed my cock from my briefs. It sprang up, thick and rock hard, ready for her. “I need you inside me,” she begged. “Please, Ethan. Fill me up.” She positioned herself above me and sank down slowly. We both moaned loudly as I stretched her open. Inch by inch. Until I was buried completely inside her tight, scorching heat. “Fuck… you feel so good,” I groaned, gripping her hips. “This married pussy is so tight for me.”

The message read: "Hey J, it's Kayla. I miss you, but I need more. I've found something that really turns me on. I want you to be a part of it." Curious and concerned, I called her immediately. She answered, her voice breathy and excited. "J, I'm so glad you called. I've been exploring my sexuality, and I've discovered this amazing fetish. It's called impregnation, and it's everything I've ever wanted." I was shocked. "What do you mean? You want to get pregnant?" "Oh, J, you have no idea. I want to be filled with cum, over and over again. I want to be used and dominated by big, strong men. And I want you to watch it all happen."

THEMES: Nightclub, Lesbian love, LGBTQ, Dom- Sub energy, bodily discovery, Funatari. KINKS: Belt play, Foot play, foot fuck, Tit play, Tit fuck, Dirty talk, Size tease, Eye contact control. LESSY'S POV "Use your feet." I gulp at that, "My... ffe... feet." "Yes love, use your feet just like you would use your hands on my cock." I swallow again, this... is a new thing to me; I've never met anyone with a feet fetish before.

Tabitha stated, repositioning herself to talk to Blake, who sat on her bed. “So what’s your excuse?” Blake asked, looking at Tabby. “I’m reevaluating this person who we were looking to promote, but he has a very unique fetish that only came to light tonight,” Tabby said, placing her tablet to the side to conduct a conversation with Blake. “Oh? What fetish this rising star has, if I might ask?” Blake asked, almost knowing in his heart. “He loves pregnant women and becomes their subordinate in the presence of them,” Tabby said shyly.

Fsthia retorted, “how old Is the pregnancy?“ Peter asked, “am six months gone” Fathia said, “can you spend two or three nights In my house?“ Peter asked, “what if your wife or you fiancee come to the house” Fathia asked, “Am still single, and I break up with my girlfriend months ago, I only sustained my sexual urges with one or two nights stand” Peter explained, “hope you are using condom with them?“ Fathia asked,

TRIGGER WARNING!! This book contains explicit, non-consensual sexual content, revenge rape, intense humiliation, degradation, forced orgasm, bully-victim power reversal, and other extreme dark themes. It is written for readers who actively seek out this type of taboo erotica. If any of those things will upset or harm you, please close the book now. No part of this story should ever be replicated in real life.

After my wife got pregnant, she became unusually affectionate toward me, but I resisted doing the deed with her. However, I didn't expect to catch her cheating on me with another man during a prenatal checkup. Later, under the pretense of a business trip, I saw her walk into a hotel with a man whom I knew all too well. My name is Shawn Carter, and I worked as a mid-level manager at a construction company. Things had been going smoothly for me at headquarters, but my boss had just informed me that I would be sent to an overseas project site with no set return date and would be leaving in a month.

Things won't end well for you or your husband. When she saw the video, Lisa's face went pale. "You're pushing me to my death!" she cried. Her sister, Camilla, appeared on screen as well. "How can you corner a pregnant woman like this? Where's your conscience? Do you really need to drive us to the brink?" The viewers immediately flooded the chat with angry comments. [Seriously? Where's your conscience?] [You were the ones defaming her! Why are you acting innocent now?] [You're both alike! You're just taking advantage of others and refusing to admit your crimes!]

she said, "I like it when they get knocked up. Or there's the risk of it." "Like you said, it's more fun when there's a little danger," I said. "Exactly," Jennifer said. I wasn't expecting my sister to have an impregnation fetish. Immediately, I started thinking of all my favorites that I could share with her. When she was done reading my selection, Jennifer passed me one back. It was another preg risk story, but this one also had non-consent. "Standard disclaimers apply," she said.

Her naked body pressed against me, her breasts sticky with my cum from before, her thighs wet with our juices. “That was intense,” she said, her voice rough, catching her breath. “Yeah, you’re so sweet,” I said, wiping sweat off my forehead. She looked up at me, her lips curling into a smile, her eyes bright in the dim room. I knew this was risky. If her mom found out, it’d be a mess, probably end my marriage. But I didn’t care. Ariana’s pussy was too tight, too wet, too perfect. I’d been wanting her since I met her, and now that I’d fucked her, heard her moan “Zaddy,” and felt her swallow my cum, I was addicted. I’d never stop fucking her, no matter what.