Pregnant

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Nova’s Prime

as I went to pull my bag away he took my wrist and waist then slammed me down on on his bed. My heart was racing as I looked up into his toxic green eyes. “Get off of me!” I shook and as I looked to the door he looked as well. His eyes glowed, then the door shut and locked. I began to tremble in his arms as the gravity seemed to intensify. His hand left my wrist and came to hold my jaw. “Shh…” He warned darkly.

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Adventures of Pinkie: TRUCK PULLING COMPETITION

It has been a few months of heavy torment for pregnant Pinkie and her udders. She kept spending most of the time on that truck, fucked in the ass and being fed strictly with nutritious sperm and water. The vixen was often cuffed behind that truck, constantly in a state of bliss from the pain and pleasure. Her belly started to expand 3 weeks ago and was now hanging down bellow the Outlaw’s slave ribcage. Still not nearly as low as the large pendulous jugs dangling off the truck.

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Tentacle Button

Contains tentacle rape, cum inflation, possible impreg, mindbreak, etc. Read at your discretion, and if you like it please leave a review or a thumbs up!

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The Demon Child

A man pays a brothel to have sex with a demon, thinking it’s a roleplay kink. Turns out the succubus he impregnated has malicious plans to use his seed.

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What a day!

January 9, 2003
Today marks the six month anniversary of my pregnancy. For this reason, for the last four months or so, my boyfriend hasn’t given me the good, hard fuck that i have needed. For this reason, i have turned to masturbation. Today, as i lay naked on my bed, finger-fucking my swollen, pregnant pussy, i thought back…
As my finger slid in and out of my dripping cunt, i imagined my boyfriend’s hard cock. It had been so long since he had cum in my pussy, and as i thought about it, the more i wanted it.
I slid my finger out of my pussy, and began to focus on my clit. As i grasped it between my index finger and thumb, and lightly squeezed it, i thought of stopping right where i was, and calling my boy at work.
By the time i had given this a good amount of thought, my pussy was tingling, the sign that i was very close to cumming. This was enough to keep me right where i was, energetically fucking myself to orgasm.
A few more seconds of this, and my pussy released a load of cum. Panting and moaning, i continued through four more orgasms. Realizing that i had only one half hour before my guy came home from work, I hauled my shaking form up off the bed onto quivering legs. As i always did after a hard cum, i sat on a straight-backed wooden chair that was always cold, and always felt good on my burning thighs.
I wiped the sweat off of the chair, and went to shower. On my way there, i licked the fingers of my right hand and started swirling my swollen left nipple between them. All the while, I thought about having it sucked.
My body had stopped shaking by the time i got into the shower, but my cunt was still hopelessly wet. I lathered my hands up with soap, and washed my swollen breasts, my bulging abdomen, and then, my crotch.
I took my time with it, not caring that i could be caught for having done the one thing that my boy forbade me from doing: jerking my pussy. Washing each of the lips of my pussy separately, and then rinsing my whole steaming slit with the warm water of the shower head.
Right as i got out of the shower, my boyfriend walked in the door to the house. Fearing that i would be caught, i decided that honesty would be the best policy. I decided to tell him.
I finished toweling myself off, and wrapped the towel around me. I went to tell him.
I started with idle chit chat, asking him how his day was, and then i confessed. I told him that i had been masturbating, and he seemed to let it pass. we talked on, until i told him i was going to get dressed.
“No you’re not!” he said, in a voice that was not loud, but nonetheless demanded respect. “Drop your towel.” he said. You need to be punished for disobeying me.
I had no choice but to obey. My towel fell in a heap behind me on the kitchen floor. The air was cold, so my nipples started to shrivel.
“Grab the back of that chair.” He said, pointing to one of the kitchen chairs. I knew that he was going to spank me, and i was scared, since i hadn’t been spanked since my sorority initiation.
I did as i was told, and soon felt his cold hand on my soft ass cheeks. Even though this was supposed to be a punishment, i couldn’t help getting wet again because the touch was so close to my pussy, and with every slap, my bulging tits jiggled.
After seven or eight spanks, I felt like my ass cheeks were on fire. I begged him to stop, and he did. He told me to go upstairs and dress in a housedress, and that i was not to wear any underwear or bra. The idea puzzled me, but turned me on, yet again.
As i walked up the stairs, my ass burned. I sat down on my favorite wooden chair, it felt better. by the time i was dressed in my housedress and had gone downstairs, the pain was gone.
We ate dinner in silence. i imagined that my boyfriend was feeling some remorse. At the end, he asked, “Why do you frig yourself off??”
My answer was simple. “Because you refuse to satisfy me.”
“Oh.” he said with some embarrassment.
As i cleaned up the dishes, he went upstairs. He was up there for quite sometime, when i decided to join him. As he was taking a shit at the time, i decided to suprise him. I laid myself on our bed and took off the dress. When he came out of the bathroom, i observed two things, one an immediate smile on his face, and two, a lump begin to appear in his gym shorts, as his flaccid penis hardened.
He glanced away, and then a smirk replaced the smile on his face. “You say I don’t satisfy you?!” “Close your eyes.”
I did as i was told. Seconds later, i felt the hands that had shortly before been punishing me grip my ankles, and pull my groin toward the edge of the bed. At first i was startled, then, just happy.
“You can open your eyes now.” he said. There before me, in between my legs, stood a strong man with a raging eight-inch erection.
He pumped life into my tight, swollen pussy as my heart raced. “FUCK ME HARDER!” yelled out, in between moans, pants, and screams. I came twice, my cunt walls gripping tight onto his erection. the second time was too much for him to handle. He came hard into my pussy, bringing on a sensation that i had been wanting to feel since he had stopped fucking me four months ago.
I vigorously blew his cock until it was back to size, and went on, until he came in my mouth. “Swallow.” he said. I did, greatful to have his hot load run down the back of my throat. He told me to keep going until he got his erection back. I didn’t think he would go at my pussy again. HE DIDN’T!!
He grabbed a tube of Vaseline from a cabinet next to our bed! He slathered some on his cock, and i gasped when he thrust his love rod into my tight ass. I was filled up. I felt the twinges of pleasure and pain as he thrust in and out of my virgin ass.
When his cock and nutsack tightened and released their load, i lost control, and bucked. I knew that i was in the throws of my first (but certainly not my last) anal orgasm.
I was sure that with that, he had finished, but he pulled his limp cock out, started rubbing it, dropped to his knees and gave me a full blowjob. As he sucked on my clit, and thrust his tounge into me, i lost control, i came hard for the eighth time in one day. WOW!!!
We repeated this cycle three more times, finishing at eleven thirty tonight. He rolled over, and went to sleep, and here i am, writing in my diary. WHAT A DAY!!!!!!!
love and kisses.

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A secret brother and sisters secret romance

My name is Sean and I grew up in a large family; three sisters and two brothers. I was the fifth born out of the six. My two older sisters and two older brothers are within a year apart and at least ten years older than me. When I was two my little sister Mary was born. Mary was like a gift from god for me. With both of my parents working and my brothers and sisters living their lives Mary and I became more like companions than brother and sister.
Mary and I grew to depend on one another. I looked out for her and she looked out for me. It wasn’t long after Mary’s birthday when our father died of a heart attack. Mary and I became even closer when the rest of the family became more withdrawn from each other. Our mother tried to keep us strong and together but all of our older brothers and sisters moved out and started their own lives. They keep in touch and we still talk just over the phone.
Our mom received a healthy life insurance claim from our father so she didn’t have to work anymore. This caused her to become even more disconnected with reality. She started to drink heavily she would smoke almost two packs of cigarettes a day. Mary and I were forced to take care of each other until I turned nineteen in 1993. That’s when I came home from work and found my mother lying face down on the bathroom floor. She was there all day and I couldn’t let Mary see her. I contacted her school and asked if they could keep her there until I came to get her and not to let her know why. It took about two and a half hours for the police and coroner to do their thing and get out of the house so I could go and get Mary and bring her home.
Mary didn’t take the news well and having to be the adult and call our other brothers and sisters and inform them of the tragic news wasn’t easy. By the next morning our brothers and sisters were all home and were working franticly to get our mother laid to rest with our father. Our parent’s estate was now up for grabs and our brothers and sisters seemed more concerned in what was theirs rather than mourn our mother. I got angry and cursed all of them for being greedy. I cursed them for leaving and forcing me to take care of our mother while they were out living there lives with their new families. They didn’t care enough to come home and check on their younger brother and sister or there depressed mother. I guess that’s all it took for them to back off and leave everything to Mary and me.
After the funeral everybody stuck together for a couple of weeks and then went back to their normal lives leaving Mary and I to tie up all the loose ends. We stayed in our parent’s house until Mary Graduated and we put the house and five acres of land on the market. With the life insurance from our father and the proceeds from the house and land Mary and I had enough to start our new lives and then some.
We bought a new house not far from where we lived before and decided to invest the money that we did have in real-estate. With Mary in school and me working we didn’t see each other as much as we wanted to until Mary came home. Mary was now twenty and I twenty two and she dropped a bombshell on me telling me that she was eight weeks pregnant. At first I was furious but warmed up to the fact that I was going to have a little niece or nephew pretty quickly. When Mary told me that the father didn’t want to have anything to do with her or the baby made me furious. Mary understood my anger but soon calmed me down with her sensible mind and soothing voice.
Later that night I was laying in bed when Mary walked in to my room and sat on the edge of my bed to talk. She asked me a very logical question. “Is the reason you’re angry because I’m pregnant or because your jealous?” I looked at her not saying a word when she leaned in and kissed me. We embraced each other holding on afraid to let go. The passion was immense running our hands all over each other’s bodies. Finally she stopped and looked into my eyes not wanting to break the moment if passion and removed her nightgown. The only thing separating our two bodies was the thin fabric of my underwear. Our kiss continued as I reached down to grab the waistband of my boxers and could barely get them half way off before Mary was on top of me. That’s when I felt her warm hand grab the base of my penis and guided it in side of her hot opening. I squeeze of her womanhood sent shivers through my spine as she rocked forward accepting more of me inside of her. I placed my hands on her hips and synchronized my movements with hers. Her wetness engulfed me as I sat up wrapping my arms around the woman that I have been in love with for so long. Our kiss and our embrace seemed to have lasted for hours. In one smooth movement I rotated her and myself on the bed. I was now on top of my sister looking her in the face. The light from the moon outside reflected on her face. She was biting her bottom lip as I gazed into her beautiful blue eyes; her blond highlights in her dark hair accentuated her face. As I would thrust forward her head would rock back her chin would face the ceiling. The sensation of our bodies moving in unison the heat in the room and the passion in the bed must have put her over the top. Mary placed her hands flat on my stomach and then moved them around to my sides and said in a seductive and raspy voice “Kiss me my brother!” I took a breath and leaned in and kissed my sister like I had never kissed anyone before. The sharpness of her fingernails on my back and the way she inhaled me told me that she had just climaxed. I continued to please my sister plunging deep inside of her releasing all of my pent up aggression and all of the lust that I have felt for her for so long. I drained myself into my sister and it just felt so right.
We finished that night and never left each other’s arms. We held each other till the sun came up and made the same passionate love again and again. We continue this relationship that we have but nobody knows that we are brother and sister. They believe us to be husband and wife since we already have the same last name. We have a little girl now her name is Sarina Marie and she is seven years old she has no clue that I am not her father and believes me to be. Mary is pregnant again but not by my seed this is a secret that the love of my life and I will take to the grave with us. We have been together now for almost eight years and haven’t seen the rest of our brothers and sister since before that and plan to keep it that way.

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One Lucky Afternoon – Part 2

Rita woke the next morning with a fairly sore vagina after her tryst the afternoon before. It was a reminder however that put a smile on her face and it would be there for a while.

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Suggestible Sleep Terror Surprise

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Sister’s helping hand (Pt-III)

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Naughty Night Nurse

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