I Just Want To Watch Icky Porn While I'm Sitting On Your Dick, Make Sure I Never Look Away, Thrusting

I just want to watch icky porn while I'm sitting on your dick, make sure I never look away, thrusting once in a while to make sure my cunt likes it even if my brain doesn't

would die for someone to fuck me into labor, eat me out during the early stages, finger me to distract me from the pain as it progresses, rub my clit and praise me as the baby starts to crown... and then fuck another baby into me mere weeks later, as soon as it's possible to

Personally I’d do nothing almost. I’d watch you pant and moan and pace around your house. I’d watch you labor on the couch and the bed, shuffling to the toilet and the shower. Every new location I’d check you and I’d finger you. Id press up as far into you as I could and stroke your sensitive walls until you shudder apart in my hands. I’d watch you panic and cry when your water breaks. I’d watch you struggle and give in to pushing, and only then would I help.

I’d take your pants down, and I’d finger you more. I’d rub your clit between my fingers and press up into you until the head presses back down. I’d cup my hand over your pussy and shove your brat back in until you scream. I wouldn’t let you push until you begged. I’d do the same thing with all three of your little “passengers”.

God, sadists AND voyeurs. Naughty followers, all of you. I'd be so happy to just have someone with me, to not be alone. Maybe I'd try to make conversation with you, telling stories and laughing as my breath grows shorter and shorter. I have to keep stopping to pant my way through contractions. My pacing is a wide-legged waddle, and I complain about how much weight I've put on and tell you that it's embarrassing that I'm having some kind of stomach ache while you're over. You tell me it's fine, but secretly you're watching as my heavy belly visibly tightens and I unconsciously rub it to try and soothe the pain away. When we sit on the couch together, I start out sitting on the cushions before I get up and begin to bounce on the arm. It feels natural, and you don't seem to judge me or think it's weird. In your mind though, you wonder just how much pressure is in my widening hips, how I must be thinking to myself that my crotch feels funny. You off-handedly mention that I seem to want to be touched, and I blush and stutter out a yes. When you lay me out on the couch to finger me, you press deep inside. I groan as you hit my cervix, but it's already opening. Six centimeters. You rub your finger over my t-dick and my whole body jolts. I'm contracting again, but barely even notice as you jerk me off. You take us to the bedroom, slowly because I have to huff and puff every few steps. You watch as I seem to forget about you. I'm lying on my back, my baby bump towering over me as I run my hands over it. My shirt has ridden up, and the soft underside of my belly exposed, and you watch as I grip it to try and support the weight of my massively swollen middle. My legs are parted and I'm shifting my hips to try and relieve the pressure you know must be building. I apologize for ignoring you, and you forgive me quickly, eyes glued to the movement of my hips and my hands on my belly. I chuckle guiltily and complain about my back pain on top of my stomach ache. You understand though. You're always so understanding. It doesn't take much convincing for you to shove your hand down my pants and press your fingers deep inside me again. I whine at the pressure as you pet and stroke the inside of my hot, wet walls with the steady tips of your fingers. Eight centimeters. It's almost time. You scissor your fingers inside me, stretching me out and making me gasp as you get me off as quickly as you can. After a little bit, I tell you I have to go to the bathroom. I waddle as fast as I can into the en suite, and immediately my legs are spread as wide as possible as I sit heavily on the toilet. In my hurry, I didn't close the door, and you watch me from the bedroom as I hold my belly with both hands and let out a quiet moan. I'm leaning forward, face screwed up in pain. I lose track of time easily. Contraction after contraction wracks my body as I sit on the toilet with my belly resting heavily between my wide spread knees. When they're about four minutes apart, you knock on the door frame and kneel in front of me. You rub my thighs encouragingly before lifting up my belly to shove your fingers inside me. I start to protest, but am immediately caught up as a contraction grips me. My pussy clenches and flutters and opens around your fingers, and you can slide them in so easily. Nine centimeters. You know I'm nearly ready to push, have clearly been feeling the urge as I groan and labor in the bathroom. You suggest a nice warm shower for my back pain, and I apologize but still try to entice you to join me. Of course, you're very willing. When I stand to waddle to the shower, you can see that my bump is somehow even lower, and I can't close my thighs for the life of me. The warm water feels great on my back and my belly, and your fingers feel great filling me up. You never take them out of me as I sway my hips and vocalize in the shower. It all seems so natural that I don't think to question it or feel embarrassed about the noises I'm making. You can feel as my cervix opens up that last little centimeter, and the bulge of my water begins to

press down on your fingertips. I moan as the pressure beings to mount, but you distract me easily enough, fucking your fingers in and out of me as I grip the slick tiled walls of my shower. My tits bounce, and my belly tightens, but you manage to finger fuck me to completion before you hurry me out of the water and back into nice clean pajamas. I'm back in the bedroom, my belly now trapped in an unrelenting series of quick contractions as I beg for your fingers again. There's so much pressure in my hips and my pussy, and I want you to touch my cock so badly, but you continue to sit and watch as I writhe on the bed, my legs held wide. My panting turns into grunting, and my eyes are scrunched shut as I start to give in to the strange urge gripping my whole body, starting at my spine and wrapping its way around my poor swollen gut, ending in my heavy pelvis. I scream when my water breaks, the push I was trapped in breaking as I'm frozen in shock. You grin at me from over the crest of my belly, and I stare up at you for a moment before I'm once more caught in the unstoppable need to get whatever is inside me out. You pull my pants down to me knees and begin to give me what I begged for, fingers playing with my throbbing little dick as you press your fingers back inside me. You can feel the baby in my canal, the head moving down to meet tour fingertips as you scissor me. You watch my pussy begin to bulge. My baby's head is right there behind it, and a teardrop begins to form as I begin to crown. You keep one hand on my cock and the other over my pussy as you press against the head's movement, shoving it back before I can even crown. I groan and beg you to let me push, but you shake your head and tell me that I need to stretch. Over and over you let the head begin to peek out before pressing it deeper inside me, only taking mercy on me when I start to really scream. Baby number one slides out in a waterfall of fluid, and I pant and cry with relief as the contractions subside. Immediately, your fingers are back inside me, and you can feel baby number two pressing down at my cervix before I even get another contraction. You're still inside me when baby number two pushes past my cervix and into my canal, my contractions not strong enough to force you out of me, and you stroke my burning hot insides as I grunt and scream. When I push, you push back. And when I start to crown, you stop me. By the time baby number three is ready to come out, My pussy is gaping and puffy, and the baby slides out easily. As soon as you let it, of course~

Just want to be tied tight to the bed, face down and legs spread wide, as you force larger and larger objects inside my asshole, taking pictures after each one to compare the gape, until I’m crying and begging you to stop and you just ignore me and continue your little experiment.

thinkin' about begging a dom not to cum inside me because I'm ovulating but that makes them go even faster. "You're gonna take my load, princess~" I start to cry but that makes them go even harder. "Gonna look...so good...with my baby...in your belly," they growl as they finally release inside of me. It only took them a night but they successfully breeded their new toy~