Pregnancy Kink Novels & Stories

“I have to tell you something?” “What is it you need to tell me?” I asked, gazing deeply into her lovely eyes. “Women during pregnancy get horny a lot. It has to do with hormones.” A smile spread across my face, “Oh really?” “Yes, really.” “What do you think we should do about it?” I didn’t want to be the one to push her, so I am giving her an opening if she wants me or not. She crooks her finger towards me, calling me down closer to her face. “Kiss me hard, and anything else you want.” She whispers smiling and eyebrows wriggling with a hidden meaning.

I could feel her body tremble. “Whatever is wrong can be fixed, can't it? I'm right here with you so tell me” “I want you,” she cried. “I'm so horny that I can't sleep.” Fuck. She pulled closer to me burying her head against my neck. I felt like I was burning alive and extremely disgusted. “Alexis -” “Please, D'angelo. I need you inside me. The doctor said sex is healthy during pregnancy and I feel so wet. Can I just take your cock in me until I cum and then we can cuddle and sleep “

I want to see every inch of what’s mine, and the tiny bikinis make my blood pressure rise. Her thighs are thick and soft as I settle between them and kiss the tender space on her hips. She moans my name as I lick the cleft of her pussy and then spread her lips. Her pink pearl is glistening with want as I lave my tongue over the bud and push two fingers inside. Phoenix is always extra sensitive when she’s pregnant and can get off just with a few touches. Even now she’s fighting it, but we both know how this will end. “Don’t deny me,” I order, covering her pussy with my mouth.

With his cold and resolute style, he might even force her to have an abortion. She had heard about his ruthless methods in the business world. "Jessie, don't be afraid. Using condoms correctly has a 99% success rate in preventing pregnancy. I won't let you get pregnant," he assured her. He was consoling her, thinking that she was afraid. In reality, he was the one who was afraid. Jessamine gave a bitter smile. How could he forget what he did when he got completely drunk after a business dinner two months ago? The babies in her belly were a result of that night.

I breathe heavily as he pins me to the wall, his hands wrapped tight around my throat I could barely breathe. ‘You hear me, Sera? I found you first. I noticed you first! I fell for you first. No one else, I mean, no one should put their hands on you, because if they do, I swear to God, Sera, I'll fucking break their arms and legs and serve it to you to eat!’ He growls. Seraphina Puckett is the perfect definition of trauma. A walking trauma. She tries to navigate her life, trying to bring in sunshine but as the world is determined to make it rain on her, what does she do? Does she get beaten in the rain or walk through it? When her abusive father gets out of prison and is out t

“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.”

The pregnancy had amplified everything, I came within moments, thighs clamping around his head, biting my pillow viciously to muffle the cry as fresh juices flooded his mouth. He didn’t relent. He added a fourth finger, scissoring and curling relentlessly while his tongue flicked my clit with merciless precision. Another orgasm ripped through me, then a third, my pregnant body convulsing as I fought to stay silent. Only then did he stand, shoving his sweatpants down and freeing his massive, veined cock. He rubbed the thick head along my slit, teasing my entrance before slamming home in one brutal thrust, bottoming out deep against my cervix.

I found it fascinating, the lengths that these men and women were willing to go in order to satiate their desires. I mostly searched through the websites Phillip frequented, and it seemed to be a very submission based kink, where the women were encouraged to explore the depths of their sexuality in very extreme ways. Things like hypnosis and blowjob training, almost like they were trying to empty their minds into vapid nothingness, creating a void that could only be filled with pure carnal lust and hedonism.

He rubbed the thick head of his cock through my soaked folds, teasing my entrance. “Tell me you want your OB-GYN to breed you while you’re already pregnant,” he ordered, pressing just the tip inside. “Tell me you need Dr. Kane’s cum deep in your womb tonight.” “Please…” I whispered, trembling. “Fuck me, Doctor… Fill me…” With a dark groan, he slammed into me in one powerful thrust, stretching me wide around his thick cock. “Fuck— so perfect,” he growled, starting deep, rhythmic thrusts. “This pregnant pussy is going to take every drop. I’m going to keep filling you throughout your entire pregnancy… until you’re addicted to your doctor’s cum.”

But even so, it is also good when everyone packs up and leaves and quiet returns to the house. For a while I was worried that I had developed some type of kinky fetish about pregnant women. But after looking around I realized that my obsession was not pregnant women, just one woman, Colleen. At the time half of the women at the office were pregnant, but they did not appeal to me. It seemed like the only thing I wanted was to fuck my pregnant sister. Each time I did, it only intensified the desire to fuck her again. And, Colleen wanted me as much I wanted her.