Novel & Cerita Pregnancy Kink

“I won’t hurt you or our babies. But I need this. And so do you.” He started slow — soft kisses along my inner thighs, then long, reverent licks up my slit. I was already soaked. Pregnancy had made me hypersensitive, and weeks of fear and stress had left me aching for his touch. When his tongue circled my swollen clit, I moaned loudly, fingers gripping the sheets. “That’s it,” he growled against me. “Let Daddy hear how much you need this.”

He kissed me again, hard, keeping one hand behind me so my back wouldn't hit the surface. "Anna... Anna... I've wanted to call you Anna. For a long time." He kept saying my name, louder and louder, until it was nearly a roar. I collapsed against him as the scent of his cologne washed over me. Ryan caught me, then gathered me up again. "I need more. More than those two. Way more." One week later, I found out I was pregnant. Again. Damn it. All three of them were over the moon. [Noah's gonna be a big brother! I'll make a feast tonight.]

Saying it, he didn't take a second to insert his fingers inside her panty, earning a gasp from her as he directly slipped two fingers inside her wet core. "You're soaking my pants and wet like a river down there but still saying I'm forcing you! See the truth, that how much you want me, want me to go inside you, to thrust inside you!" Ramos said and kept thrusting his fingers inside her, making Crystal wimp and moan because she was crazy for his touches. She knows how to control herself but this CONTROL word just vanishes out of her dictionary whenever Ramos touches her. Even though she knew how wet she was for him, but she couldn't allow him to think that, so she instantly retorted, "I'm no

Then I found out I was pregnant with Phoe. I needed money. I had a lifestyle to maintain. When my pregnancy began to show, escorting stopped. That’s when I ended up working for Dragma’s company as a trainer for his new escorts. I got trapped in a world I never wanted, funded by men who made my skin crawl. One night, when I was five months pregnant, a man recognized me at Dragma’s club. I had been call to a private room to discuss business while he entertained. “Have her dance for me.”

“Missed it? Then stop staring and make me feel it. Spreader bar. Ankles wide. I want to feel exposed to you.” I knelt, my hands rough but reverent as I locked her ankles into the bar, spreading her thighs obscenely but keeping her pregnant belly supported by the edge of the bed. The nightgown rode up completely now, bunching at her waist, revealing her bare, glistening pussy, no panties, of course. She was soaked already, her arousal shining on her inner thighs, even more responsive because of the pregnancy hormones.

I tried to pull away but there was nowhere to go and I could only sob as I came for the second time within a fucking minute. My pussy felt used and abused. It was sensitive as fuck and for a second, I feared Damon was going to make me come again, but he began to throb inside of me and in no time, he was spilling his contents into me, filling me with his seed. None of us had any intention of getting me pregnant, but I had searched it up and realized I had a breeding kink which was why I liked it when he came inside me.

His left finger had found its way into my holes pleasuring me like my life depended on it. I sucked between gritted teeth with my lips in thin lines. I didn’t realize when I slid his second finger into my p*ssy. “Tell me…how does it feel to be f*cked while pregnant?” His question made me go sexually insane for a minute with his tongue digging deep into my ears. In my entire life, I’ve never been f*cked while pregnant and this is my first time. I felt my libido go high and the urge to feel his veiny d*ck inside of me kept increasing.

I whispered into the darkness, voice soft and frustrated, “can you stop making Mommy so horny? You know I can’t fuck my husband … and the man you seem to want is taboo for me. Your father is a huge taboo for me.” My hand began to move on its own, sliding down my body with slow, deliberate intent. I cupped one heavy breast, thumb brushing over the sensitive nipple until it tightened into a hard peak. A soft gasp escaped me as pleasure sparked low in my belly. I pinched lightly, rolling the peak between my fingers, then moved to the other breast, giving it the same attention. My nipples were so super sensitive lately, pregnancy had turned them into live wires, every touch sending jolts straigh

Deliciously hard. "Oh yes you did! I saw the way you were looking at me and my boys when you thought we weren't looking. You wanted to get fucked by us. You were wet and ready before we even touched you. You say no, but your body wants to be bred..." Kiana felt their hands all over her - petting her sweaty thighs, her heaving breasts, her flat belly... "I... I'm not on the pill... I can't get bred. I can't get pregnant!" Her voice quavered, icy fear spilling into her hot waves of pleasure.

She arched her neck as his thumb swirled around her right nipple. “Do what?” “Make it impossible for me to say no to you.” At that, she received a quick grin. Then Trent rolled her nipple between his fingers, sending a jolt of pleasure through her. She bit her lip to keep from moaning. Or maybe screaming. Her breasts had become more sensitive with her pregnancy, and every brush of his fingers against her skin sent her nerves into overdrive. When he licked one aching peak and pinched the other, she moaned long and low, gasping for air.