Hello! I saw a request not too long ago about some pregnant lesbians (request post #71, request #6!) and I thought hey, I’d like that too! I’ve never written any fics before so hopefully it’s alright!
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You’ve always been turned on by the thought of pregnancy. You fantasise about being pregnant, your belly growing bigger and bigger as the months wear on. Sometimes you fantasise about having multiples, the feeling of them tumbling around, fighting for space as the skin on your middle wears thin and you have to hold your back constantly to stay upright. Other times, you fantasise about having a pregnant lover. The noises she would make as you would worship her growing belly, attending to her every need as her hormones are out of control. The pleasure you would take in rubbing your hands over her big swollen stomach and her heavy breasts.
When your friends ask you to be a surrogate for them, you can’t believe it. You’ve never wanted children, but this is the perfect opportunity for you to experience the pregnancy you’ve always dreamed of. You tell your friends you’re more than happy to be their surrogate, and preparations start right away. Not too long later and a trip to the doctor gives you get the news you’ve waited so long to hear: you’re pregnant.
You worry about morning sickness and other symptoms, but your first three months are smooth sailing. You’ve never felt better. During your fourth month, you begin to show. It’s small at first, but the first time you notice it in a mirror you can’t stop smiling. You can’t keep your hands off the tiny bump on your stomach, knowing that it will only get bigger. The thought turns you on and you take yourself to bed, one hand on the bump as the other works at your clit, imagining you can feel your stomach expand beneath your fingers.
Once you reach six months there is no denying your pregnancy. Gone is the small bump you admired, seemingly replaced with a small beach ball overnight. You’ve finally ‘popped,’ and you’re so horny you can’t take it. You wish you had someone with you to appreciate your new curves, or at least share the experience with. The next best thing you can think of is the internet, so you take photos of your sizeable belly and post them on some pregnancy forums you have been a member of for some time.
Not too long after the photos have been posted, you receive a message from another user. A woman. She writes to you that she has always been turned on by pregnancy, but that it has always been taboo. She has recently become pregnant and wants to explore and enjoy this time of her life. You know you are the perfect person to help her. The two of you exchange pictures; you’re two months further along but the size difference doesn’t seem too dramatic. She explains she is carrying twins, and you’re both jealous and excited at the same time. The two of you arrange a meeting.
When you meet her in person, you can’t help but think those photos don’t do her any justice. Two months have passed since you exchanged photos, and you can’t believe the difference that time has made. Her face is beautiful but your eyes are immediately drawn to her gargantuan belly. At eight months pregnant you thought you were big, but this woman looks undoubtedly ready to pop at only six months. She says her initial scans were wrong, and she’s carrying triplets. You’ve never been so turned on so fast.
The two of you go back to your place and as soon as you get in the door your hands are all over her belly. It quivers almost constantly with the movement of the triplets, and you lean in to kiss her, but your bellies ensure that just is not possible. The thought of that makes you even wetter. You manoeuvre your own stomach to the side so you can kiss, your hands never leaving her enormous middle. She has one of her hands on the side of your belly, and the other supporting the curve of her back. She groans and reaches underneath her belly to hold it, the heavy weight of it beginning to be too much for her.
You lead her to your bedroom but let her enter first, watching her heavy gait as she goes in front of you. Her hips sway as she waddles under the weight of her belly. When she finally sits down on the bed she is red in the face, exhausted even just from the short walk to your room. You help her shimmy up the bed and straddle her legs, your bellies pushed against each other. You can feel a stray limb from one of her triplets against your own belly, and it awakens the child inside of you.
Both of your bellies are rippling now, and you can’t help but moan as you let yourself surrender to the constant feeling of movement. You rub your pussy against her leg, desperate for some friction. You’re soaking wet, and so, so horny. She seems to understand your desire, as she reaches out to tweak your nipples. You’re so close already, just from this, and you feel your first orgasm of the night take over you. Being pregnant has made you so sensitive.
You’re still recovering from the aftershocks of your orgasm when you look down at the woman beneath you, desperately trying to reach her own clit around her huge belly but she can’t reach. She’s sweaty and disheveled and every deep breath makes her stomach heave. She looks like something straight out of your dreams. You lift yourself off of her, spread her legs apart and get a good look at her pussy. She’s unshaved but trimmed, and it’s a little messy but from the way you watched her struggle to reach her clit you aren’t surprised. She is dripping wet and you’re never seen any sight so beautiful.
The moment you seal your lips around her clit the noise she makes lights a fire inside of you, and you feel yourself getting slicker. She’s trying to thrust into your mouth but she’s pinned down by the huge stomach attached to her middle. Her short jerky thrusts get the message across though, and you eat her pussy like your life depends on it. She whimpers and groans above, but you can’t see her face past her gargantuan belly. You lay your hands on it as you lick at her clit, feeling the quaking movements of the babies inside of her.
With a scream, she comes, and your face is drenched. You’ve never been with a woman who squirts, but you know you’ve just found a new kink. You gently work her through the aftershocks, rubbing her clit until she lightly bats your hand away, oversensitive and weak from her orgasm. She is out of breath and covered in a sheen of sweat, the globe of her belly shining in the dull light of your room. You heave yourself back up, aware of the weight of your own belly, and kiss her again. Your bellies pressing together as you both kiss lazily while you regain your breath.
It doesn’t take you too long though, and you’re already dripping wet from eating her out. You’re more than happy to rub off on her leg again, happy to do all the work while watches, but she manoeuvres you both so she is kneeling above you now. You’ve got pillows propped behind your back and you lean against the headboard as she worships your belly. It dwarves in comparison to hers, but it’s still definitely not small, and you feel the weight of it every day.
She plays with your popped out belly button, the sensitive nub on the furthest peak of your belly. The sensation goes straight to your clit, and you let out a low groan. She lifts herself up with slight difficulty and places both hands under her belly, as if it is too heavy for her not to support it so, and it definitely looks like it is. She rubs your belly button with her own, both of you moaning as the oversensitive nubs bump against each other. You reach for her belly to help take the weight off for her, and when you hold it and feel it’s girth in your hands you get a taste of just how heavy it is.
The woman pants and you watch as a stray limb, perhaps an elbow or a foot, ripples visibly down the side of her belly. She follows the movement with a hand and groans, rubbing frantically over the expanse of her stomach. Her breaths are short and fast and heavy and you know she’s close. She lifts herself up to rub her pussy along your stomach, her clit rubbing against your belly button now and you choke on your breath.
She is making a constant stream of noise, her moans and whines getting higher in pitch as her hot pussy slides against your stomach. Her belly so heavy on her middle and her movements are restricted and slow, but you’ve never felt anything so good in your whole life. You reach around to rub at your own clit as she works above you, one of her hands supporting her belly as the other tweaks her belly button.
Again, with a yell, she comes. Squirting all over your chest and stomach, completely soaking you in her juices. Your hand works furiously over your clit, teasing at your entrance. The child in your stomach is moving vigorously and your stomach is a hive of activity. It’s all too much at once and you come harder than you can ever remember coming before.
The woman has pulled herself off of you and is laying next to you, almost passed out in her own bliss. Her stomach still quivering like it was earlier with no signs of slowing down. You reach over and lay a hand over it, trying to quell the movements inside. You’re so exhausted and fucked out you can’t keep your eyes open anymore.
You’ve still got at least one month left before you’re due, and the woman another three. You know this isn’t the last time the two of you will be meeting up.