Pregnancy Kink Novels & Stories

He bent her over the bed, lifted her nightgown, and fucked her raw from behind, filling her with another thick load while whispering, “Keep it inside you. Let it take root.” The breeding kink had started as dirty talk in the hotel, but it quickly became the center of their secret life. Richard became obsessed with it. Every chance he got over the following weeks, he made sure to fuck her during her most fertile days. He tracked her cycle with an app on his phone, texting her reminders: “Ovulating today. Come to me.”

I hissed at how tight she feels against me, I slided in and out off her tight pussy soon I increased the pace by thrustiny faster as one of my hands tightens around her neck and another one hold her leg side ways. Now that she's pregnant her pussy feels so tight against my cock. I bite down her neck my goodness sex during pregnancy is an indeed a pleasurable one. My goodness it makes everything desirable. At first she didn't let me make love to her so I had to show her my way. I did gave breaks inbetween I'm not that heartless monster. "Urgh Arj- Arjun"

aside for the pregnancy hormones, I was having my lack of alcohol and my dearest husband was making sure that I was happy and content. "Olga, I could never get enough of you. You should know this by now...." he said in between his licks. His hands parted my legs wider. And then when I finally get my sentence in order, he... "Oh fuckkk!" Okay, let me tell you a secret...when us women are pregnant we get extra sensitive down there. So when your man thrust in you hard and fast, you are going to get so freaking high that you'd be taken higher with each thrust. Oh...and me being Olga who married the sexiest pervert alive, was obviously arching my fat back to its maximum capacity. I was moaning, a

Then, he made me sit on the edge of the chair while he went on his knees. I tilted my head and gave him access to my entire body. His hands roamed my entire body while he traced kisses around my neck and shoulders until his lips settled on my nipples. By now, his fingers were buried deep in my wet centre, going in and out slowly. “Oh Kaelan, please,” I begged for mercy as he continued to torture me pleasantly. “No,” he murmured. “I haven't even started.” My nipples were already sensitive due to the pregnancy. So after Kaelan had kissed them for a while, I started feeling uncomfortable. He noticed my body go stiff and stopped.

I think that’s an understatement. 'Well, at least I get to see my nympho all hot and pregnant once again.’ ‘You have a kink.’ ‘I won't fucking deny it. There’s just something different about fucking you when you’re pregnant.’ I blushed as he smirked, knowing he had won that conversation. Everyone, aside from Leo, came over to congratulate us. I hugged Mom and Maria. I was glad everyone had gotten home safe and sound. -----

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.

I was already wet, as if we had a foreplay. The moment Ken’s penis touched my labia majora, I felt a sudden rush of heat all over my body. I had really missed to have his penis. Almost 4 months was just too much for me. I wanted to raise my hips to meet his penis but he pushed himself all the way in and I could feel his penis reaching for my cervix giving me an ecstasy of life time. It was a whole new experience fucking him while pregnant. Indeed, Ken was gentle.

Aria’s POV The doctor used the word rest six times in ten minutes. By the seventh time, I wanted to scream. “I am resting,” I insisted. The woman on the screen gave me a patient look during the video consultation. “With respect, Miss Collins, emotional stress affects pregnancy more than most people realize.” I sat curled into the corner of the couch, trying very hard not to look irritated. Across the room, Damien stood near the dining area speaking quietly with Marcus while pretending not to listen. Pretending badly.

I tease, sticking my breasts into his face since his hands are effectively stopping my hips from moving. “Not in this life,” he grumbles, and I giggle. I love how possessive he is. “I’m fine,” I argue. “I’ve read that it’s very healthy to have sex during pregnancy.” “You have? Where?” “The internet,” I say easily. “Well, then it must be true,” Camden says sarcastically, but he’s distracted looking at my breasts, so I start to move my hips again, bracing myself on his shoulders. “Please touch me, Camden,” I pant, getting more and more aroused.

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?”