Pregnancy Kink Novels & Stories

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.”

THEMES: Short quick story, Nonconsensual, Reluctance, Stockholm syndrome, Hostage, Kidnapping KINKS: Gang Voyeurism, Exhibitionism, Rough breeding, Restraints, Masturbation, Filthy Praise Kink, Dirty Talk, Firm/ Strict/ Service Dom, Bratty Sub, Restraints, Oral, Edging, Rough sex, Multiple Orgasms, Hair pulling, Spanking, Gang Jerk Off. SHINA'S POV I whimper, pulling my fingers out to vigorously rub and circle over my clit.

I pull her leg over my shoulder, needing to get deeper inside her, needing to feel my cock pressing against her cervix, needing to fill her unlike anyone else ever could. “Yes, Quirin. Yes!” she moans, trying to stay quiet so we don’t wake our pups. I pull out of her, flipping her onto her hands and knees and pulling her hips into the air before thrusting into her again. She screams into the bed, the mattress covering the sound of her orgasm as I pump into her relentlessly, claiming what’s mine as I tease her swollen clit. Just like I’ve done with every other pregnancy when she’s smelled this good, I begin chanting that she’s mine in the mind link, over and over, while Raif and I brand our s

Eventually, I fell for him too. Aside from his age, he certainly had the stamina too—he never held back in bed. Every night, he left me breathless. One day, I visited a friend with a newborn. The sight made my heart melt, and I wanted one of our own. Although Jeremiah was born infertile, he began seeking treatment in the country and overseas just to fulfill my wish. He was over the moon the day I found out I was pregnant. He handed out a full month's bonus to all his employees so they could celebrate with us.

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!]

“Daddy—please… we can’t. Not here. The doctor might come back any minute.” But even as she whispered the protest, her hips rolled forward greedily, fucking herself on his fingers. The risk of being caught in the exam room made her pussy clench hard around him. Damien smirked darkly and added a third finger, stretching her while his thumb rubbed rough circles on her swollen clit. “You say we can’t, but this pregnant cunt is begging for it,” he muttered, pumping his fingers faster. Wet, obscene sounds filled the small room. “Spread your legs wider. Show Daddy how much you need to be fucked right after seeing our baby.”

“Yes, babe, I’ll give you everything you want; my body, my load, and my life are all yours. “Babe, when the time comes that you get your period, tell me—so we can avoid pregnancy. Because I want it to be *only* my big, thick cock going in and out of your pussy, babe.” “Yes, Daddy, I’ll let you know right away.” “But for now, babe, let’s make the most of your youth while you haven’t started menstruating yet. I’m going to pour all my strength into you and plant my seed deep inside your pussy.

My wife is pregnant, and I'm a little worried. Before bed, I scroll through a parenting forum and come across an anonymous post. "My husband won't let me have my male best friend's baby. Is this a serious violation of my reproductive rights?" The poster pours her heart out, each line of the post dripping with self-pity. "My doctor said my progesterone levels are low, my her HCG levels aren't doubling as expected, and the gestational sac is implanted close to the scar tissue from my last surgery. If the pregnancy continues, it could cause massive bleeding and put my life at risk. "That's why my husband refuses to let me continue the pregnancy. But he doesn't understand. This baby is the

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.

He smirked at her advancement and told her that he has Darko waiting for him. "Two, I don't need sex toys to get me off. I have very talented hands." She showed him when she trails down her hand below his belt and started stroking his shaft. "Karla," he groaned when she pushed him to the wall. One thing she learned about being pregnant was that she has a higher libido, and she couldn't care less about his meeting with Darko. Her other hand started unbuttoning his shirt and slipped to touch the warm skin of his abs.