#pregnant fetish
My daughters didn’t let the fact that they were carrying my babies slow them down.
One was at college on a ballet scholarship and her twin sister was the same school’s track star. Of course, the only thing they loved more than competing was my cock inside of them. I’d come down and visit for a weekend, on the pretense of watching them perform or race like any good father would, but since they were roommates there was no one to interrupt when I was allowed to spend the night on their floor. Their mother died when they were younger and sometime during their first year of school we’d entered a sort of incestuous sexual relationship to “relieve” ourselves occasionally.
The night I impregnated them was the night Jenna won first place in the mile and we’d all gone to dinner to celebrate. Back home that night, I was designated my place on the floor and they slept in their respective beds. A few hours passed and I was drifting off to sleep when I felt something warm against me. My eyes fluttered open and I saw Jess smiling down at me, her long hair falling in my face, as a slender hand awoke my cock from its respite in my lounge pants. My precious baby girl. I gasped when a warm mouth engulfed my growing erection and I realized it wasn’t Jess stroking me, but instead, it was Jenna’s tongue sending shivers up my spine. Apparently their two years at college had taught them something because within minutes I was too close to cumming than I liked to admit.
With an alpha-like growl I pushed her head off of me and sat up, demanding they undress for me. Jess was up first with her dancer’s grace, and I watched with hungry eyes as the thin strap of her night shirt fell down her shoulder. She slowly pulled it up over her head and revealed she was wearing no bra and that her petite breasts were perked up in the cold room. Jenna stood up and her lips immediately found her sister’s nipple, that practiced tongue causing Jess to let out a soft, whimper-like moan. My cock was in my hand, I couldn’t handle it. Jess helped Jenna undress and lost her own pants and panties in the process and soon I had two slender beauties standing naked in front of me.
In a husky voice I told them to get on their knees in front of me, asses up in the air. They were such obedient children I couldn’t help but reward them. My cock was throbbing in my hand as I pushed it against Jenna’s entrance. I heard her moan in pleasure but it was cut short as Jess pressed their faces together in a sloppy kiss. Since she was distracted by her sister, I decided to grab her hips and thrust in to the hilt. She was soaking wet so I glided in with ease and almost came from how tight she was. Jenna cried out and her back arched slightly, allowing me deeper access into her youthful folds. God I missed fucking 20 year olds.
I started to fuck her with a calculated pace, my left hand digging into her hips for leverage as my other found itself knuckle deep inside Jess.
“Daddy?” Jess looked at me through hazy eyes, a bit of drool on the corner of her mouth. “Cum inside us tonight.”
“Is it safe?”
Jenna was the one to shake her head and it took me a minute, but I realized just what they were asking for. My cock had never been harder.
I ignored Jess and went back to holding Jenna with two hands as I rammed into her. I wanted to cum. I wanted to feel that sweet release that I knew would knock my own child up. The thought was so hot I lasted no longer than another minute before I was all the way in, the tip of my dick pressed against her womb as I exploded.
My body had barely recovered from orgasm before Jenna was sliding off and moving over for Jess to take her place. I was shaking as her plump ass slid back against me and forced me back into the tight warmth of young pussy. She started moving on her own and soon she was just fucking herself with my cock like I was no more than a glorified dildo. I was seeing stars. Usually I came once and usually it was from them sucking me off so I could finish on their faces. Tonight was different. Tonight I felt a second orgasm building up in my lower abdomen and I couldn’t fight this one down. I was so good at practicing self control, but this one wasn’t one I had power over. Jess just seemed to know. She impaled herself on my erection and grinded her hips against me as I pumped another load into her.
When she pulled away I had to sit back, gasping. They both lay on their backs in front of me, legs splayed open so I could see my own seed dripping out of their pussies.
“You wanna taste?” They both giggled and I couldn’t resist the buffet set out in front of me.
Over the next few months I watched their bellies swell bigger and bigger and couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride knowing that my little girls were carrying around my babies. I also was secretly happy because they were more horny than ever and kept making me promise that after they gave birth I would knock them up again.
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My blog got shut down a few months ago but I decided to come back again because I just can’t stop supplying the world with beautiful big bellies.
TL;DR: I’m back bitches
I’m bent over, gripping the table panting and stroking my heavy belly that hangs so low now as our babies continue to grow. My chest heaving as I pant for air. The litter got real rowdy and knocked the wind out of me.
My belly is bare as I’m only wearing a pair of boxers so tight on me now my fat ass practically is eating them and they’re pulled tight against my pussy, and a sports bra that my basketball sized breasts are bubbling out of. I look at your pleadingly
A job I wouldn’t mind having. It’s a place where pregnant women work and our job is to sit on nice comfortable pillows and such while dressed as cowgirls, the uniform is a string bikini with a butt plug that has a cow tail. People come in and order things like coffee and pay extra to sit with us and use our milk filled breasts to add milk to their coffee.
They get to rub our gravid middles and for an extra fee drink right from the tap. Some girls work right up until they are in labor and when it happens they go on a stage and everyone get’s to watch her push her babies out, because they only hire the most fertile girls to work here.
Fantasy wise I love the idea of being an innocent and sheltered girl where someone comes in and turns me into their little breeding princess but I don’t fully get it.
Like take advantage of me daddy and let your little mama be your baby factory. I would be so fertile my first pregnancy is triplets and they are all huge and healthy and that’s when you know you could keep going and even rent out that fertile pussy for more money.
When you cum in me so much I look ready to pop with a baby, and I have to waddle around all day with people rubbing my cum filled womb thinking I’m pregnant. You sit back smiling knowing your seed is taking hold of my eggs and soon I will be at your complete mercy as I swell with your children.
You fill me up even more later that night for good measure, teasing it’s practice on how to walk once the babies start growing.
So I am a bit high maintenance I won’t lie. I love being pampered and treated like a spoiled princess.
But like I kind of want to be a sugar daddy’s little breeding doll. Keeps me around to pop out all his kids and dresses me up in cute outfits make of silk and lace. Even when he takes me out he has outfits planned that show off how fertile and pregnant I am. Loves to show me off.
I lounge around all day just looking cute and pregnant. When he needs me he takes me. And he’s always there when I need him, I’m so horny all the time he even considers getting someone who just lives there to please me when he’s away.
Always pumping me with fertility meds to ensure I’m his ultimate little doll. Never pushing out no less than twins.
Me sitting in my cute pink room on my giant bed in a baby doll top made of lace, my massive breasts pulling at the top, straining it as my large swollen nipples leak making it sheer there. The lower half of my gravid belly bare as I’m wearing a cute baby pink frilly skirt that doesn’t really fully cover my large round ass and thick thighs. The cute lace thong I’m wearing can be seen if I rock onto my belly. I have thigh high stockings on and I’m rubbing the underside of my huge belly.
I’ve been lounging in bed because it’s too hard to move now. My belly rounding out at about four feet and I still have a few months left. I perk up when you enter the room and you climb onto the bed, rubbing my needy pussy through my thong while one hand pops out a overfilled breast and relieves pressure by suckling on the swollen nipple.
You slip my thong to the side and move behind me, making me rest a little on my huge belly. You rub and squeeze my ass before undoing your pants and lining yourself up with my hungry pussy, letting it take every inch of you. You hold my belly and help me rock back and forth on you, feeling you stretch those swollen pregnant walls. All while telling me I’m a good girl.
Imagine being able to control when I gave birth to you children. Keeping them in me for months and months until my body is quivering for the babies to be born. I’m in a constant start of shortened breath and horniness as my pussy burns for attention and to be stretched to it’s limits to get your large young out of me.
You tease with my cunt as rub my clit as the slow birth happens. Knowing your children are so big my birthing canal can’t push them out quickly.
