An Accidental Car Birth (The Birthing Erotica Series Book 3)

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So now here I sit nine months later rubbing my swollen pussy. We have gotten married and will have many many more babies. He can get me pregnant any way he wants. I think I have become addicted to the kink of his sex. Having it fill her cunt was simply a dream come true. Tom had learned to last longer in the past twelve months, which meant Kate would expect to feel several mind-blowing orgasms of her own before she got filled with cum. That night, her screams of pleasure echoed amongst thunder, as little Tom impregnated her during the storm. He sent an absolute torrent of cum against her cervix and into her womb, putting another beautiful baby girl into Kate’s belly. The next thing we knew, Ken was on his knees on the side of the bed. We were all wrapping around, making all kinds of sounds. I couldn’t repeat the conversation. I don’t know if it made intelligle sense. It was a lot of good noises, anyway. All I could think of was, ‘Here I am, looking at the most beautiful baby in the world, the daughter of that gorgeous hunk of man at my side, who wore his heart in his eyes and spoke with his hands.’ How grateful and happy to be me…with him…having her.”

He pushed into me and it was so sensitive inside my pussy I came hard. Just then my water broke and he said we should go. How many times have I tried to write an account of Naomi’s birth, each time to put the pen away and return to my work? Only recently did I understand why. Her birth, like her conception, was an act of a couple’s love. It would be as easy to share the details of intercourse as to share the private moments we shared during the wee hours of that foggy October morning. She was born with the same attitude of ‘do what comes naturally’ that led to her conception. I’ll share the play-by-play account with you in the hope that other couples might be encouraged to experience the natural culmination of their love…. It may not be possible for everyone because every person’s anatomy is different, so how they experience orgasm is different as well. Kate, however, had been feeling odd for a few hours. Regular pains and a squeezing feeling in her belly. Even with this being her first pregnancy, she knew what it was. She touched her boy’s hair and caressed his cheek with a finger. He truly was a beautiful boy. Kate knew she shouldn’t feel so attracted to him, but it was more than a bit too late for that, now. Uvnäs-Moberg K, et al. (2019). Maternal plasma levels of oxytocin during physiological childbirth — a systematic review with implications for uterine contractions and central actions of oxytocin.

While others in his senior year stressed about their relationships post-high-school, Tom was smiling to himself about the sixth kid he’d squirted into his hot stepmom. He sat in class, thinking of how Kate would give birth again right around when he finished school for good. His excitement stemmed not from fathering a child with Kate for the sixth time, but because this one was a boy. Tom had wondered if he was only capable of fathering daughters, but now that question had been answered. Born at home, the baby was named James. Kate couldn’t help wondering if the baby boy would grow up to be a well-hung stud like his Daddy.

Tom stayed by his stepmother’s side as Kate struggled. With her never having given birth previously, this was a new experience for the both of them. The blonde woman lay there, grunting as she squeezed her stepson’s child out. Tom tried to help her relax, any way he could. Kate felt so proud of her little boy, staying by her side for hours as she endured the worst pain of her life. Eventually, their child crowned, stretching Kate wide open. She knew it would be over, soon after that. With a few more minutes of pushing, she finally gave birth to Tom’s child.He called about a week later and we talked. He said he was sorry he hadn't called for a while. He asked if I was alright after the other day. I told him I was fine. He asked if I was on birth control and I explained I was on the pill and had gotten my period so there was nothing to worry about. He seemed a little upset when I said I was on birth control. We made a date for dinner and hung up. Language: English Words: 32,995 Chapters: 8/22 Collections: 1 Comments: 25 Kudos: 259 Bookmarks: 55 Hits: 13,060 Still, like his home life, Tom’s conventional love life was unusual. In his teens, Tom met an older girl at school – a busty, airheaded bimbo. They liked each other very much, despite her being three years his senior. There was just one problem, though – this girl, Tina, had a boyfriend.