Pregnancy Kink Novels & Stories

One of the things that pregnancy caused in Camryn is that as her pregnancy progressed she became more and more horny and the hornier she got the more she tried to entice me back into our bed. She would greet me when I got home from work wearing nothing but heels and thigh high nylons. She would leave the bedroom door open and finger fuck herself or use one of her dildos on herself and hope that her sounds of arousal would draw me in. I won't say that I wasn't tempted a time or two, but that was just hormones and I was able to fight them off. Finally one day Camryn told me that if I wasn't going to take care of her she was going to go out and find some one who would.

I believe real sex is an act of worship, not just physical performance. I feel her channel tightening, so I maintain the speed and intensity while sealing my lips with hers, kissing her hungrily all while cupping her breasts. She squeezes my cock and just like that, she comes again for the fifth time tonight. She has been so sensitive ever since she becomes pregnant with our second child I think I can make her come just by whispering dirty words to her ears. And right now, I don’t think I should prolong this round because her limit nowadays is an hour max, after that she would surrender to the slumber land regardless I have come or not.

He kisses his way to my breast, finds my nipple, and sucks until my hips lift from the bed. "God," I moan. He laughs and slides my other breast free. I couldn't feed Carson before we left because of the dress and corset. I pumped milk the last two days so we could have a wedding night. This time I was smart enough to pack the milker. I still feel uncomfortable while it's doing its thing. "You taste divine," Rack whispers. "You're a kinky bastard," I tell him with another long sigh. "The kinkiest. I need to keep you pregnant so I can enjoy this for years. Twelve babies, remember?"

“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.

she replied. That did it! I lifted her up and lowered her down making her sink down onto my cock. The groan that fell from her mouth was pure fucking sin and sex. I held onto her hips as she rode me. She was going at a slow and agonizing pace when finally, Domnik and my patience snapped. I flipped us over and began to pound her into our bed. I had noticed that her sex drive had increased. One of the good symptoms of pregnancy. This is not the first time she has climbed onto my cock. I do not mind at all. Hell, she can climb on my cock whenever she wants. “Fuck, yes Devon.” she screamed.

My tongue licks at her lips asking for entry and she delivers as I slide my tongue inside tasting her sweetness as she continued stroking my member. I slide my hand down to her breast and begin to fondle, tweak, and pull on her nipples. “You know I heard once; pregnant women get more horny through their pregnancy.” She said against my lips. “Is that so?” I say as my hand slides inside her panties and cups her mound as my finger slides back and forth along her slit. She gasps and moans. “Yeah,” She says breathlessly. “Oh, Goddess. That feels good.”

An article written by an obstetrician in America pulled up in front of him and he began reading. The doctor advised that sex and marital aids were safe during pregnancy, unless there is pain or discomfort. The article continued to say that a study was performed on more than five thousand women and found that eighty percent reported experiencing unusual sexual cravings during pregnancy. Another study done in 2008 reported that out of the two thousand women surveyed, seventy-six percent of them said they had developed an addiction to orgasms that they did not have before pregnancy.

Even now, I didn't know whether I had made the right choice. My hand slowly moved to my stomach. There was nothing to see yet. No obvious bump. No movement. Nothing that would tell anyone looking at me that my entire life had changed. But I knew there was a baby inside me. My baby. The thought still felt strange. For years, I had watched other women announce their pregnancies. I had spent so much time believing that maybe something was wrong with me. Marcus had made sure of that. His words still lived somewhere in my head, even though I wished they didn't.What kind of woman can't give her husband a child?

I replied without hesitation. As we walked away, Knox leaned closer and whispered, "Squeak squeak," with a cheeky grin. Behind us, the other two pouted but resigned to using the other bathrooms. Once in the shower, the closeness became electric, our kisses deep and emotional. As things began to heat up, I teasingly stroked him, my movements bold and suggestive. Knox paused, his expression torn. "Is it... is it okay to do this while you're pregnant?" he asked, genuinely concerned.

The knowledge that I was pregnant made every sensation sharper, more forbidden. Marcus stood suddenly, shoving his sweatpants down and freeing his thick, rigid cock. He rubbed the heavy head through my slick folds, teasing my entrance. “You’re going to keep taking my cock through the entire pregnancy,” he growled, pushing inside me slowly, letting me feel every inch stretch my pregnant pussy. “I’m going to fuck you bigger and bigger until you’re round with my baby. These tits are going to swell and leak for me. And when your mother comes home, she’ll see exactly what I did to her precious daughter.”