(a bit long, but maybe worth it…)
Hi all! I’m 24 years old and 30 weeks pregnant. I recently discovered reddit and wanted to join to fun here… Everywhere I go, I see girls selling on stuff. So, instead of just showing my belly and boobs around for money, I decided to tell some of my kinky stories… I can say that I have some.
I’m still young and pregnancy was not in my radar for now, but it happened, and I’m quite happy with it now. It was my fault, I can say, since I didn’t cared much for protection, and I have a slight kink for impregnation… Someday I will share the story on how the pregnancy happened.
I had my sexual awakening at 21, and ever since, I explored with almost anything that came to my mind, really freeing me from standard concepts about sex. I’m bi, and really open minded, and still experimenting and exploring a lot. Even more now: I’m 30 weeks, full round belly, and so horny that it is borderline nimpho levels of arousal and desire.
The child’s father is my boyfriend. We are not married and we don’t live together. We decided to raise the kid together, but respecting each others indiividuality. We are ok money-wise, so it seems like a good deal. Important to say: I love him and he loves me, as far as I know. BUT, we are also very open and we believe that sexuality is a multiverse – so we are free to explore with other people – as long as we are open about it and don’t put each other (or the baby) at risk.
That leads to the story here: daddy was traveling for a week, and I was insatiably horny, climbing the walls for some release. Masturbation was not doing it anymore – I craved being with someone else, cumming for someone else.
I called my doula to talk a bit, distract myself, and we got into the subject. We are really good and close friends, which is nice – I feel I can talk about anything with her. She was a bit surprised:
“Eva, are you really that desperate? Can’t you just watch some drama movies and eat ice cream like other pregnant girls? Buy a dildo jeez.”
“Haha bitch, I told you from start that this increased sex drive is killing me! Don’d judge.”
Then she asked if I ever tried a sensual massage. It’s still a bit of a taboo thing, but she assured me it’s very respectful and super relaxing. She knew this girl that had godess hands, and she would really help me align my energies and relax my mood. Maybe even release some of the sexual tension.
Well, why not? I was open to try it. Called, talked a bit with the girl, booked. She would come to my home in a few days. She brings the oils needed, the massage bed, and the music. I only had to provide some warm water and a towel, and a quiet/private place. She also was very clear: “I will ask you to be fully naked, and there is intimate contact. Are you aware of it? Do you have someone else to be in the house with you, if that makes you feel more comfortable?”
I’m ok, she had good references. Can’t wait to see what’s that intimate contact all about…
Fast forward to the day. I took a shower, put on confy clothes and waited. She came, assembled the bed, prepared the oils, aromas, setup the music… We talked and she made me feel very comfortable and relaxed. She was the kind of person that feels good just to be around. It also helped that she was a petite yet very strong and gorgeous, long haired, redhead. I would have dated her no doubt if I could haha
She mentioned very politely again about the intimate contact and if I wanted someone around. She also gave me a flyer with some info about sensual massages, and what’s not accepted (things that can be considerate abuse). Very kind of her. She was super professional.
“Now, you can take off all your clothes and underwear and sit on the bed”
I obeyed. Took the light dress out. I was not wearing panties or bra. My big belly popped out, round and gorgeous.
“What a nice belly! Very nice skin also. How far along?”
I smiled, a bit shy:
“30 weeks and counting. I will definitely miss the belly when baby boy is born…”
She started massaging my neck and back, as I was sitting. The touch of her hands brought goosebumps all over my body. It was soft, sensual, warm.
She went to my lower back. Pressed many points there – I felt imense relieve. The weight of my big belly was taking a big toll on my back and her hands were working like magic.
“Ohhhh feels so good. Just realized how painful some parts are..”
“Relax, and ejoy. It will get better, I promise…”
She layed me down, belly up. And spend around 20 mins caring for my arms, foot and face. Until she started approaching my breasts. They were already full and engorged. My milk came very early, so I was already super full of colostrum.
“Tell me if anything hurts or don’t feel good, ok?”
I nodded.
She started massaging my breasts. Circular motions. Up, down. Soft, firm. Warm, cold. My nipples got super hard. I was getting really aroused. I think she noticed. She wanted it.
Milk started dripping to the sides. A few drops. Yellow creammy colostrum. I didn’t mind. She played with my nipples in a way I never felt before. I started getting reeally wet, to the point of feeling it drip through my asshole and on to the massage bed sheets.
Then she stopped on my breasts. I was breathing heavily already. Suddenly, she firmly spread my legs apart. She stopped and looked at it for a bit. Surprised maybe? I could not tell. Though, I felt a lot of grool in my legs and pussy. I was deep into it.
She put on gloves, and started working on my inner thigs. I started moaning quietly. Dying from the anticipation…. Until she reached up to my vulva. Massaging all around my outer lips, not coming close to my clit. Does she want me to beg? She continued. Opening my outer lips, exposing my inner lips and tight vagina. The touch was so smooth, tickling, nice. I was in heaven. And she hasn’t even started.
I felt my pussy relaxing, opening up, wetting up even more. I was ready to take a horse cock at that point. To strech my pussy. To be fucked until I give birth. Though, her touch was still smooth and soft, but very provocative. She started rubbing my clit with a finger, while still working my inner lips.
Finally, she inserted two fingers, inside. I moaned loud. That felt really good. I was craving for that. It felt streetchy but not painful. It was different. I asked for more.
She started with some motions. Not as if she was fucking me, but rather as if she was massaging every inch of my internal pussy walls. It was driving me crazy. Every new sensation I had, I moaned to let her know if felt good. I had my eyes closed, just experiencing the most intense – masturbation? – of my entire life. I never had this kind of slow pleasure, not even in the best of fucks I had in the past.
I also started feeling her coming and going from a special spot inside, which made me feel close to orgasming, but not quite. Like a feeling building up but not releasing.
Quickly, she took one hand out, grabbed a towel, and positioned it between my legs. Why is that? Did not made sense to me, but I ignored. But then….
I started feeling this build up stronger. With her thumb, she would massage my perinium and outer sphyncter of my ass – and with both hands, a come and go motion on different sides of my canal walls.
I started moaning loud. All of a sudden I lost control over my body. My vision got blurred. The feeling was so good, it was building up so slowly, but so surely, I felt it would make me explode from the inside. I felt many kicks from baby, proobably from some contractions my body was producing involuntarily, as I was having mini orgasms all the way through….
“Take a deeeeeeep breath now… I want you to relax… and release. When you feel a pressure sensation inside, I want you to not hold it at all. I want you to release…. Breath and release…”
She said softly, and continued with her hands.
I understood right away. The towel made sense…
I started doing some long breaths. In. Out. And this insane pressure started building up on my lower belly. Similar to when I really want to pee. But not like I had to pee. It was building up so much. I suddenly realized that I was holding it in. I was tightly grabing the sides of the bad, all contracted. The pressure, the feeling, it was so much.
I took a long breath out, remembered her voice… and just, relaxed. Relased all this tension and holding back. I let it all go. And then It came like a giant wave.
My body started shaking. I felt waves of pleasure expanding all through my body. My pussy and asshole tighly contracting and releasing rapidly at every wave, gripping her hands and fingers. My mind went blank, and I felt a constant stream of fluid being released. Like someone opened a drain inside me and all my fluids were being flushed out of my body in a strong stream. Wetting the towel, the bed, dripping on the floor.
It lasted for almost 2 minutes. Coming and going. I would shake and contract, and then release again and another stream would flush out, shooting out of my pussy/peehole. It didn’t felt like pee. But the fluind coming out felt so good. The relaxation. The orgasm. My body was orgasming. I was comming, shooting it all out. Releasing all the buildup.
I noticed that she kept her hand pressing on some spots inside my pussy, but she had moved to the side, to not be in front of my big streams of squirting. Smart.
The bed was soaked, the towels. Even the floor of my living room… A giant puddle of warm clear fluid beneath the assembled massage bed.
I was worn out. Tired. Exhausted. But never felt so good in my entire life.
She covered me, dryed my lower parts, put some more towels. And left the room. She allowed me to rest there. To breathe. To process the event. I felt grateful. I needed a good few minutes to come back to myself.
I sat, dryed myself. She came back.
“So…..?”
I blushed…
“That was the best orgams I’ve had in my life.”
“Really? I felt that you were really tense and holding it back. That’s no good for your energies!”
I looked down… To all the mess and wet towels and floor.
“Oh, don’t mind about that. Hope it didn’t ruined your floor. I tried to put a towel, but I was not expecting this much.. Was it your first time? Releasing like this? (they call it squirting)”
I blushed even more.
“Yeah, I always thought that it was fake in porn. Myth, created to please guys… Never knew this was even possible.”
I was indeed, shoked. She replied:
“Well, in porn its fake, yes. But this was very real, and very possible. And also very healthy!”
We talked more. She explained that now, I was unblocking this release and with time, I might notice this feeling more, and controling more my ability to fully release.
“Just prepare some nice towels whenever you’re gonna have a good session with the baby’s daddy ;)”
I was thrilled! I learned to squirt! And it felt sooooooo fucking good… Could not wait to squirt all over a hot man’s mouth.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/1027wm0/f24_i_learned_to_squirt_late_in_my_pregnancy