u/SpecialistCow1062

It was a constant topic of conversation among my friends. “Have you ever been to Brad’s house? His stepmom is a total MILF!” I would always get red in the face and tell them to fuck off, but it was true. You were simply the most beautiful woman any of us had ever seen. Perfect in every way; sweet, warm, smart, calm, maternal. I was in love with you the moment my dad introduced us, and I never let go. Even going off to college couldn’t satisfy my craving for you. My preference for tall curvy women with black hair was solidified by your presence in the house; every girl I fucked was chasing the high of seeing you lounge in a bikini by the pool on summer afternoons. It didn’t help matters that you were no wicked stepmother. You loved me enormously and were never shy about showing your affection.

When Dad told me you were pregnant with twins, I lost my mind.

I didn’t know what I would do. How was it possible you’d be sexier? That you would get curvier, that your tits would get even bigger, that you’d be swelling up with a belly the size of a watermelon? I actively dreaded coming home after graduation because I wanted you so badly. Every time you texted me with a picture of yourself and your growing bump, excited to share good news, I got hard as a rock.

When I came home, suitcase in my hand you opened the door and greeted me. You were seven months pregnant and absolutely radiant. You literally glowed in your sundress as I stared at your cleavage, pushed up by your belly.

“Welcome home baby. Mommy missed you so much.”

Kinks: Pregnancy (esp. multiples), labor, water breaking, breast growth, lactation, masturbation, cunnilingus, exhibitionism, clothed sex

Limits: Birth, scat, gore, misogyny, violence

You look so pretty lying on the couch. Pregnant is barely the word to describe you. Knocked up would be more accurate, would describe the way that my seed has claimed your body. You used to be skinny as a twig and I always thought you were gorgeous. But now….now you’re a fertility goddess. This has been the best nine months of our lives, the excitement growing as we get ready to be parents. Waking up cradling your belly, smelling your hair, pulling you in close to me as I feel you get bigger every day….what a dream come true.

Of course, being pregnant isn’t easy. It’s uncomfortable, especially in your third trimester. And daddy hates to see his pretty princess in discomfort. And we relieve that through the most passionate, sensual fucking of our lives. Every day as you swell up and get more and more pregnant, the more turned on I am by you. I cannot resist kissing your bump, massaging your big milky tits, rubbing my hands all over your wide birthing hips. I love giving you attention, love giving you affection, love loving you and pleasuring you. And I love how horny you are. Your hormones have made you daddy’s little slut always eager and aching for the cock that knocked you up. We do it everywhere in the house and when we go out we can hardly resist a quickie. What turned you on more, getting your pussy eaten waiting during a gyno visit, or when I made you squirt when we sneaked off at your shower?

Massaging your feet and your big overdue belly, kissing you and touching you as you relax and feel worshipped. Suddenly you start to tense up. Are you feeling your first contraction? Mmm mommy let me slide down your panties for one last fuck.

If you’ve seen my posts you know I love pregnancy. It’s the sexiest thing in the world to me, seeing a heavily pregnant woman late in her third trimester. It awakens primal feelings of lust and affection in me.

What I haven’t really written about before is that I also love trans women. I’ve had several trans partners and my experiences with them have been nothing short of lovely. So I wanted to make this post as a safe space for any trans partners who might be interested in doing a pregnancy roleplay. Nothing too crazy; just playing a regular couple who fuck each other’s brains out for 41 weeks after we find out you’re expecting. As a sample of how we would play:

“To say you’re pregnant would be a severe understatement. When your overdue belly is hanging out, the top button of your jeans popped open, the zipper half down, your wide birthing hips stretching the denim, your tits engorged with milk and leaking, the only thing that can be said is that you have been thoroughly and completely knocked up. Your womb is stretched tight, the skin on your belly taut. It’s true what they say. Pregnant women have a glow and you are positively radiant. You love when I cuddle you and kiss your belly. You love even more when we give in to our hormonal desires and fuck each other like we’re trying to conceive again.”

It was Christmas Eve at the office and my cock was inside of you. The first drink was convivial, a conga line with all the other office workers, an envelope filled with cash to congratulate you on your first year at the firm. It felt good to loosen up as the boss, loosen my tie, have a little fun for once. Maybe too much fun.

The second drink was nerves. You really did look so beautiful in your red dress, the one you can’t fit in now. Always so sweet, so…maternal. I had a crush on you since you were hired but I had thought I had done a reasonably good job of hiding it. The third drink you were sitting on my lap while I kissed the back of your neck in my empty office. Our fourth, I had you bent over my desk, your fingernails clawing the mahogany while I slid my cock into your warm tight pussy, fucking you raw until we both collapsed.

That was nice months ago. And you’ve only gotten more beautiful as the days go by. I remember when you came into my office in tears and I had asked what the matter was and you had told me you were pregnant…We both knew that neither your husband nor my wife would ever find out. That this would be our little secret. And of course, one secret can snowball. Hearing you call your husband and say you agreed to work a little overtime to pay for the nursery while we were naked and I was kissing your swelling belly. Me explaining to the accountants that the trip to Florida where I bred you for three days straight in the hotel was completely necessary to meet a new client. The hour long lunch breaks where we left together for my private bathroom, and I ripped off your bra and sucked your big milky tits and felt your wet pussy on my fingers. When I had you pressed up against the wall and held your ass the day before you went on maternity leave, I looked in your eyes and asked, “Baby….do you want to do this…again!”

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Back with another pregnancy RP. This time interested in playing a dominant but well-meaning boss that fucks you pregnant and keeps you that way. If any of you like Mad Men that is absolutely the vibe I’m going for here. Very much interested in your input; your character being pregnant is non-negotiable but everything from there I’m intrigued. What is this girl really like?

As a general disclaimer, I am not very interested in plot building for RP partners. I vastly prefer to play discrete scenes within the scenario described than get bogged down in telling a story. Ideal is 1-2 paragraphs per day.

Kinks: Pregnancy (multiples preferred), labor, water breaking, lactation, breeding, cum play, exhibitionism, clothed sex, watersports, fingering, cunnilingus

Limits: Birth (sorry!), scat, gore

For as long as I can remember, pregnant women have been intensely attractive to me. I remember being young and feeling shy and awkward around anyone who was expecting, feeling intense any time a character in a movie or TV show was pregnant (especially in the obligatory scene where their water broke in public at the most inconvenient time. Maybe it’s not a great idea to be miles from a hospital at 40 weeks :P) As I got older, I’ve realized it’s a really powerful kink that influences a lot of my sexuality now. There’s something intensely romantic about pregnancy that I love, the idea of caring for and nurturing my partner as her body changes. I love acts of service and the idea of being a strong man for my partner is very satisfying.

Of course, I’m also a guy with needs and I also think it’s pregnant women are extremely hot. This is slightly embarrassing….the bigger the better to me. There is nothing that gets me harder faster than seeing a woman who is enormously knocked up with an entire brood. It is so sexy to me, my cum and your womb so eager to fulfill our biological purpose that we end up having a litter on the first go. In my wildest moments, I love the idea of both of us being so kinky and turned on by pregnancy that we take fertility drugs and try to run up a high score of how many you can carry. Imagine looking like your water is about to break when you’ve only just hit the start of your second trimester. I love an enormous overdue bump that has you huffing, struggling to move. And of course, what can take your mind off of the discomfort? Sex, the raw, primal fucking that got you into this situation in the first place. Sure, you may be uncomfortable. Your back might hurt. You might have to pee all the time. Your tits might be spurting milk at the most inopportune moment. But if your body is producing all of these hormones to make you so big, aren’t the mind melting orgasms worth it? To be a fertility goddess in the flesh? To be able to orgasm just from me kissing your nipples, to have a partner who thinks you grow exponentially more beautiful every day? I want to treat the bearer of my seed as a princess, every single need fulfilled, massaging your feet, sucking your breasts, fingering you when you can’t reach your pussy anymore, shooting thick ropes onto your swelling belly. Wouldn’t you love to show off to everyone who wonderfully you can take a cock, to have your flat chest grow into enormous breasts, to feel your hips grow round, to feel your clit engorged, swollen and wet every second?

I’m so curious to chat with people about this. I wouldn’t say I’m ashamed of this kink but it’s not something you bring up at a dinner party. If you’re a woman reading this, how does it make you feel? Would you like to experience the type of pregnancy I describe here? If you were pregnant, was it an enjoyable experience for you? If it wasn’t, would you like to make it up?

Inbox is always open.

It was Christmas Eve at the office and my cock was inside of you. The first drink was convivial, a conga line with all the other office workers, an envelope filled with cash to congratulate you on your first year at the firm. It felt good to loosen up as the boss, loosen my tie, have a little fun for once. Maybe too much fun.

The second drink was nerves. You really did look so beautiful in your red dress, the one you can’t fit in now. Always so sweet, so…maternal. I had a crush on you since you were hired but I had thought I had done a reasonably good job of hiding it. The third drink you were sitting on my lap while I kissed the back of your neck in my empty office. Our fourth, I had you bent over my desk, your fingernails clawing the mahogany while I slid my cock into your warm tight pussy, fucking you raw until we both collapsed.

That was nice months ago. And you’ve only gotten more beautiful as the days go by. I remember when you came into my office in tears and I had asked what the matter was and you had told me you were pregnant…We both knew that neither your husband nor my wife would ever find out. That this would be our little secret. And of course, one secret can snowball. Hearing you call your husband and say you agreed to work a little overtime to pay for the nursery while we were naked and I was kissing your swelling belly. Me explaining to the accountants that the trip to Florida where I bred you for three days straight in the hotel was completely necessary to meet a new client. The hour long lunch breaks where we left together for my private bathroom, and I ripped off your bra and sucked your big milky tits and felt your wet pussy on my fingers. When I had you pressed up against the wall and held your ass the day before you went on maternity leave, I looked in your eyes and asked, “Baby….do you want to do this…again!”

Just a fun daydream. Unless…..

For as long as I can remember, pregnant women have been intensely attractive to me. I remember being young and feeling shy and awkward around anyone who was expecting, feeling intense any time a character in a movie or TV show was pregnant (especially in the obligatory scene where their water broke in public at the most inconvenient time. Maybe it’s not a great idea to be miles from a hospital at 40 weeks :P) As I got older, I’ve realized it’s a really powerful kink that influences a lot of my sexuality now. There’s something intensely romantic about pregnancy that I love, the idea of caring for and nurturing my partner as her body changes. I love acts of service and the idea of being a strong man for my partner is very satisfying.

Of course, I’m also a guy with needs and I also think it’s pregnant women are extremely hot. This is slightly embarrassing….the bigger the better to me. There is nothing that gets me harder faster than seeing a woman who is enormously knocked up with an entire brood. It is so sexy to me, my cum and your womb so eager to fulfill our biological purpose that we end up having a litter on the first go. In my wildest moments, I love the idea of both of us being so kinky and turned on by pregnancy that we take fertility drugs and try to run up a high score of how many you can carry. Imagine looking like your water is about to break when you’ve only just hit the start of your second trimester. I love an enormous overdue bump that has you huffing, struggling to move. And of course, what can take your mind off of the discomfort? Sex, the raw, primal fucking that got you into this situation in the first place. Sure, you may be uncomfortable. Your back might hurt. You might have to pee all the time. Your tits might be spurting milk at the most inopportune moment. But if your body is producing all of these hormones to make you so big, aren’t the mind melting orgasms worth it? To be a fertility goddess in the flesh? To be able to orgasm just from me kissing your nipples, to have a partner who thinks you grow exponentially more beautiful every day? I want to treat the bearer of my seed as a princess, every single need fulfilled, massaging your feet, sucking your breasts, fingering you when you can’t reach your pussy anymore, shooting thick ropes onto your swelling belly. Wouldn’t you love to show off to everyone who wonderfully you can take a cock, to have your flat chest grow into enormous breasts, to feel your hips grow round, to feel your clit engorged, swollen and wet every second?

I’m so curious to chat with people about this. I wouldn’t say I’m ashamed of this kink but it’s not something you bring up at a dinner party. If you’re a woman reading this, how does it make you feel? Would you like to experience the type of pregnancy I describe here? If you were pregnant, was it an enjoyable experience for you? If it wasn’t, would you like to make it up?

Inbox is always open.