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The first few seconds of this video are in my latest gushing/squirting compilation but it needed its own post. I mean look at all the fluid literally spraying from her vagina. More fluid leaks out as the doc pulls the baby. What a messy birth!

I'll leave this 👆 here... You Decide 🤔

The Dark History of Hospital Births and it's only gotten worse. 🤔

HouseHusband!Taeyong who's always at home waiting for you with a nice meal and a clean house after a stressful day. You never have to worry about anything other than getting your work done and giving him attention of course.

HouseHusband!Taeyong who lets you release all your stress with his body. Lets you bend him over the kitchen counter and fuck him so hard that his legs give out. He loves that he can help you feel better.

HouseHusband!Taeyong who sometimes crawls under your desk while you're in meetings and eats you out. Sloppily lapping at your clit making lewd noises. Face all shiny and coated in your arousal. He knows that he's gonna get in trouble later but he doesn't care. He's a little pain slut.

HouseHusband!Taeyong who sometimes plays dress up in your clothes. Picking flowy dresses that make him feel pretty. Bonus If you fuck him in the same dress. Getting it all dirty with his own cum. Don't worry though , he'll wash it after :)

HouseHusband!Taeyong who fucks himself silly on a big dildo when you're not home. After he cums he takes pictures of the mess he made and sends them to you. He hopes they make you feel better :(

HouseHusband!Taeyong who's so good and obedient. He makes coming home the best part of your day.

Uwu… simp for me? 💕

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an under-appreciated view.

Coco Austin 2000s Looks

Okay so i listened to suggestions about Jayce being unhappy with the inflicting pain bit but being unable to say no!

Wife

Rainy Mornings | Yoongi x f.Reader

"Relax, my love, this morning is all about you."

Pairing: Yoongi x f.Reader

Genre: established relationship!AU, soft Smut

Warnings: subbish & sleepy!Yoongi, switch!Reader, neck kisses & bites, lots of touches, handjob, cuddly penetrative sex in cowgirl position, he cums very quickly <3, creampies, hints of breeding kink, this is just a sweet lil smut hehe <3

Wordcount: 1.7k

a/n: it rained the morning i wrote this and this is where my thoughts drifted off to. it's short and sweet and cozy <3 because this is what yoongi deserves <3

Yoongi wakes to gentle kisses on his neck and fingers dancing over his tummy. The relaxed little sighs of you as you kiss him, mix with the distant sound of morning rain. 

Yesterday you and he went on a date. You took a drive and went for a movie, then you ate and talked until the restaurant had to close. Yesterday was such a good day. Today is going to be a good day as well. This is the first thought which runs through his mind, followed by how much he loves waking up with you close to him.

Yoongi purrs, rolling his head to the side to stub you with his nose. He steals a kiss, smiling into it. You do as well, cradling his cheek and caressing his skin with your thumb.

“Mornin”, his voice is raspy from sleep and incredibly warm. 

“Morning”, your voice is a little deep still and filled with happiness.

“Up for long?”

“No, just a few minutes. Wanted to enjoy you”, you say and nudge his head back into its previous position so you can kiss his neck again.

Yoongi tingles, shivers running down his spine. 

“This feels good”, he sighs, keeping his eyes closed. 

“Mhm, enjoy. Wanna make you feel good.”

You dance your hand back to his tummy and let it disappear under his shirt. The blanket covers you as well, keeping your bodies warm as you share this intimate moment.

“It’s raining”, he talks quietly.

“I know. It’s nice, means we can stay in all day”, you talk quietly as well.

“So no rainy walks?” 

You smile against his neck. He knows you so well. You love rainy walks. 

“Maybe later. For now, I want to cherish you.” You nibble on his favourite spot. “And make you feel good.”

You dance your fingertips along his lower tummy, tracing the little dents his hip bones naturally create when he lies down and his tummy sinks in a little. He is incredibly soft there and also very sensitive. He can’t take your touches for long before he has to squirm and let out a shy chuckle. 

You give him a break, drawing hearts on his waist. 

“Ticklish?” 

“Yeah.”

“You’re so soft there. Couldn’t help myself.”

“Liked it. Just…sensitive.”

“Mhm, you’re perfect.”

Yoongi blushes, having to exhale shakily. He is perfect. He thinks that he is a lot of things, but perfect is definitely not one of them. To think that you see him like this makes him feel really good. And giddy. And shy. And loved. 

Yoongi feels really loved when he is with you.

“This is so nice”, he sighs, chasing your touch.

“Mhm, so nice”, you agree, swirling your fingers back to hip bones to trace them. Your lips explore his neck in the meantime, turning his sleepy brain a little foggy.  

If this is actually a dream, Yoongi hopes never to wake up. 

He was weird about being touched in the past, but when your fingers are on his body he doesn’t want it to stop. It is paradise. 

A warm, tingly paradise, which feels especially cozy this morning.

You kiss the shell of his ear, whispering in your sweetest voice. Yoongi shivers as an effect of it.

“Just tell me to stop, okay?” 

“Okay.” 

He knows what will happen, holding his breath for it. He wants this. So much so that heat shoots between his legs within seconds, surprising your fingers with a hard and needy length to play with. Yoongi normally sleeps in boxer shorts. Tonight’s pair is black with dark grey stripes and an elastic band at the hem. You don’t slip your hand under said hem, but slip it inside the slit in the front.

“Oh? Already?” your surprise excites him, making him throb.

“Yeah is…is nice.”

“Shit, that’s sexy”, you whisper and pull out his cock through the slit. You let go of it for a second so you can lick your fingers to wet them. You connect your tongue with his neck afterwards, tracing the sensitive spots while your wet fingers wrap around his cock. 

Yoongi furrows his brows at the touch. Electricity courses through him. 

You pick up a slow rhythm, lingering on his tip and upper inches most. The position and tranquillity of the morning asks for such a rhythm. You don’t want to jerk him, pump him or milk him dry. No, you want to explore him, make him fall so deep into pleasure that he doesn’t want to leave. This is meant to build up, to be something you can savour and later think back on with a tingly stomach. 

“Does this do something for you?” you ask him.

“Yeah, like, a lot”, he gets out, squirming his hips in a very slow rhythm. They flinch for a little moment whenever you linger on his tip and slow down again when you move to another spot. Your lips are soft on his neck and your tongue is really warm. Yoongi swears that it couldn’t get any better than this and then you bite him.

You goddamn bite his neck. 

And Yoongi is a goner. 

He gasps your name, arching his back and curling his toes. He is yours. He is entirely yours. 

You kiss the tender spot afterwards, playing with the droplets of precum on his flushed tip. 

“Was this good for you?” you ask him.

“Yeah…more”, he begs, rolling his head to the side. 

You fulfill his wish, biting him where it feels the best. And so it happens that Yoongi breaks the cozy morning silence with his first moan. Of course it makes your stomach tingle like crazy. His voice is made for sounds of pleasure. 

“God Yoongi, I love being with you”, you say, biting him again just so can hear him moan. You twist your fingers around his tip at the same time, applying pressure. You need him to moan again. It is all you crave. 

Yoongi gives it to you gladly and a little shakily. His cock leaks all over your fingers and his legs are like puddy. He feels a deep warmth radiate from his cock up to his stomach and down his legs.

“___ a-ah”, he chokes out, tensing his stomach. You are a little quicker in your movements and keep lingering on his tip. This is a lot to handle for his sleepy, droopy body.

“Yoongi, my love, god I just”, you trail off. You have no words, letting your body do the talking. 

You climb his lap and bush your shorts aside, sinking him into you while you swallow his surprised gasp. 

Your fingers bury themselves in his morning hair, ruffling it even more and tugging just enough to make him shiver. 

Your press your chest against his’, rocking back and forth on his cock.

“___.”

“Yoongi, my Yoongi. You feel so good inside me.”

“Good. You- ah- good. You feel good, ah. Too. Good too a-ah.”

Big hands come to grasp you, fingers dimpling your butt because they are desperate enough to do so. He doesn’t guide you, as a matter of fact, he doesn’t even meet your movements. He just lies there, taking the slow ride and thinking to himself that he is going to climax any second now. 

He feels so good. You are warm and perfectly heavy on top of him, you kiss him so well and play with his and your heart races and he gets hugged by your warm walls and, and, and. There are a million different reasons why Yoongi feels good and why he is close. 

He has to break the kiss and tell you.

“I’m close.” 

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. It’s…it’s fucking amazing, not gonna lie.”

You smile, dancing his lips to his ear.

“You’re a delight, my love”, you whisper and give him a glimpse of heaven by biting him right under his ear. 

“Ah!” Yoongi yelps and tries desperately to stop your hips. 

He is successful, but it comes too late. Yoongi is too far gone. It is already enough for him to simply be nestled in your soft walls. He paints your insides with his warm orgasm, clasping your butt for it while his mouth is agape in a soundless moan. 

You mewl his name, resting your lips against his neck as he pumps you full. You swear that you can feel each load he releases. It fills your tummy with so much warmth and makes you so wet. You don’t want it to stop, but of course it has to. Yoongi’s poor balls can only produce this much in the morning. They are still a little sleepy, forcing him to experience the last wave of ecstasy dry. 

Yoongi comes down with a shudder, pressing out your name before he has to gulp repeatedly. 

You lift your head, resting on your elbows and tracing his features. His eyes are closed, his cheeks are slightly flushed. You outline his forehead, his brows and closed lids. You trace his nose and his lips and caress his cheeks and chin. You end it by tugging strands of his black hair behind his ears and massaging his lobes. 

“I love you”, you whisper.

“I…love you…too. Ahmg”, he gulps again and exhales, finally opening his eyes.

You smile at him, cradling his cheeks.

“Sorry”, he mumbles.

“For what?”

“I tried to hold it, but-”

You silence him with a thumb against his lips. Yoongi makes puppy eyes at you, mouthing at your finger.

“Don’t apologise. This was perfect. I wanted this morning to be about you and it was.” You kiss his lips. next his nose. Lastly his forehead. “You deserved this after the amazing date yesterday.”

You meet his eyes and smile. Yoongi retorts it.

“Besides, I have a wish for today.”

"What  wish? Tell me, I’ll do anything.”

You snicker, “really? Anything?”

“Anything. After what you just did.”

“You’re cute. I think you’re gonna like my wish then.”

“Tell me.” 

“Wanna spend today slowly getting me more filled with you? You know, cum inside me and plug me and then at night you take it out and fuck me properly.”

“Woah princess, what the fuck? My cock just twitched.”

“I felt it.” You boop his nose. “Soo are you down?”

“Of course I am, fucking hell, you don’t gotta ask.”

“Awesome”, you lean in for a smiley kiss, one Yoongi eagerly retorts.

Truly, there is nothing better than rainy mornings with you.

I wanna f@ck a priest

Mpreg Brothel

Hello! This is my third time submitting a story so I figured it's time I share a name for myself. You can call me Salty. I'm the author of "The Heir" as well as "The Stable Boy". I also have a blog under the name of Swollenpregnantbellies. 

Anywho, thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy! 

Fill for request:

Mpreg brothel. Imagine you're a client visiting the brothel for the first time. Dozens of men in various stages of pregnancy are there for you and others to enjoy. You take a particular liking to the newbie: eighteen, shy, naive, and freshly pregnant with his first. You visit over and over again to view his progress. He's embarrassed by your attention, but does not refuse, letting you touch and fuck him. You pay premium to be there for his first, extremely difficult labor, which the brothel is sure to make a show of for you.

The Brooding Fox.

A high end brothel with a very special set of workers for special clientele. It was named that way not because it was dark or dour, no. It got it's name because of what happens to the prostitutes. Named as such because the male prostitutes are fertile and bred quite well. Every single one of them are required to get pregnant within the first few weeks of starting, else they are fired. At least, that was the word on the street.

The first time you went to the Brooding Fox you weren't certain what to expect. However, you were pleasantly surprised by what you found.

A friend had brought you the first time and it was quite the experience. The instant you walked past the threshold you were met with the beautiful sight of dozens of young men all in varying stages of pregnancy. Some had small bellies in their earlier months while others had ripe bellies, rounded and taught. Then there were the ones who looked like they could pop at any minute.

You were shown around and told about the different workers, their prices, and what they offered. The first time you found yourself spending time with a young man around five months pregnant. His belly was wonderful to caress and feel the growing roundness of it.

You discovered very quickly how much you liked feeling his belly as you entered him. It was incredible how hard just looking at all of their swollen bellies made you.

After the first night you went back for more at least once a week, sometimes more than that.

You couldn't get enough of rubbing their growing tummies, feeling the babies squirm around inside their wombs and fucking them until both of you collapsed bonelessly into the bedding. You thought it couldn't get any better than that.

Until one day, it did.

You were about to request one of your regulars when you saw him: a young man, no older than eighteen, sitting off in the corner by himself. At first you thought he might be a client, until the head mistress spoke to him and he very timidly went to attend to an actual client.

That was when you made the connection: he was fresh.

You inquired with the head mistress about him and was told that he was, in fact, eighteen years old and pregnant off the streets. He had just been hired.

You could barely keep your erection in your pants as you watched him from across the open room. He was petite, lithe; practically skin and bones, with a bit of meat on them. You could already imagine his belly outgrowing him within just the first few months. He would be nothing but belly around month four, you wagered.

About half and hour later you found yourself alone in one of the room with the young man. Whilst he still had his clothes on there wasn't a noticeable bump just yet, but that would soon change. You decide to strike up a conversation with the young man.

"So, you're new?" You ask.

He nods wordlessly.

"Is today your first day?"

He shakes his head. "Yesterday was." His voice is meek and has a lovely tenor pitch to it. You think it will sound angelic when he moans.

"And you've already been bred, I hear?"

He looks up, surprised as his face turns red. "Oh. I--um. I'm not sure."

"Oh?" You say.

He doesn't offer a reply.

"Well, isn't it required to be pregnant within the first few weeks of working here or else you get kicked out?" You prompt.

He nods, again giving no verbal answer.

"Well then, how about we make sure that you're nice a bred, shall we? We wouldn't want you getting thrown back out onto the streets now would we?"

"I--um--well," He stammered adorably.

"Excellent," You purr, scooting closer to the boy. You've already snuck your hand underneath his shirt and have begun inching it up his torso. His skin is wonderfully supple and creamy, perfect for bearing a brood.

If he wasn't pregnant already you were definitely going to make certain he was after tonight.

He made no protest when his shirt was taken off, nor when his pants and undergarments were undone and cast aside. He now stood before you in naked glory, showing you everything he had and it was stunning.

His skin was immaculate and his little cock was so cute you couldn't help but oogle it for a few moments. However, what caught your eye was not his lovely neck or chest, but in fact the little belly that just barely jutted out. It wasn't much but if one was looking for it, which you were, it was obvious: he had been bred and from the looks of it quite well.

He couldn't have been more than a few months along, but it was enough that his belly was bloated and at the stage right before becoming rounded. You could hardly contain your erection. So you didn't.

Your cock rose excitedly and sprung forth the instant you freed it from your own pants. You stepped towards the boy and instantly felt all over his body, but specifically his little belly. You savored the feeling because you knew it wouldn't be little for much longer.

"Now, where were we?"

You caressed every part of him and loved how he melted under you touch. Especially how he would let out the tiniest little sounds when you touched his lower tummy. Oh how you ate that up and knew it would only get better as his belly grew.

"Now, you said you're not sure if you got knocked up before coming here?" You asked, rubbing his lower belly again.

He managed a breathless nod.

You were both still upright, something that you wanted to amend soon. "Is that so? Would you like to make sure then?" You murmur in his ear.

He lets out a quiet whimper but nods his head once more.

You don't waste another second. You slide a finger inside his hole. It goes in rather easily and so you add in another.

He gasps in delight as you move your fingers deftly inside of him. His wetness becomes quite evident, as does his enjoyment of what you're doing because his little cock rises to the occasion, leaking just a bit of precum.

Your cock has already been weeping for the last several minutes, but you've held off because you want to save it for him.

You insert a third finger and he is practically bouncing on your hand, gyrating his hips to stimulate more movement.

"My my. Eager aren't we?"

Breaths start to quicken and you can't wait any longer. You pull your fingers out and in the same motion replace them with your cock. He takes you so beautifully and the sound he makes when you do it nothing short of angelic, just as you'd hoped.

You start thrusting with vigor, holding him in place with one hand across his chest and the other placed low on his belly. You can feel your length going deep inside, pushing into his entrance and kissing his cervix. It isn't long before you are both a panting mess, nearing completion. As warmth builds inside you, your thrusts become desperate. You chase that ecstasy and by the gods you finally catch it.

You both cum with heavy moans and you unload every last drop of your seed inside his fertile womb. He slumps against you, enervated from your coupling. You are still holding his little belly as you let the last bit of cum empty inside him. You imagine that it is enough to make his belly more bloated than it already is.

"Now there's no possible way you aren't pregnant now, boy, is there?"

He shakes his head in embarrassment.

You look forward to your weekly visit even more now. So much so that your weekly visits turn into nearly every other day visits.

Weeks of going to the Brooding Fox go by and every night you find yourself spending it with the newcomer. You absolutely relish watching his little tummy swell with life, becoming rounder with each passing week. You love how embarrassed he is by his condition. How much his belly is growing and how large it seems for being only four months pregnant.

He isn't wrong, though. He is only four months along but looks closer to six. You suspect that whomever bred his fertile womb did such a good job that they put at least two babies in his belly. And you couldn't wait to see how big he would get.

The next night you see him he is nearly five months along and his belly has grown beautifully. It has become the most lovely swell you've ever laid eyes on. His hips have started to widen just enough that he'll be able to give birth naturally and his breasts have turned from barely there to nice, little buds on his chest.

When you he finally sits down beside you your hands immediately go to his belly, caressing and rubbing the swollen roundness. You focus your ministrations low, which elicit the most exquisite sounds from him.

"You like being touched like this don't you?" You croon, continuing to rub his firm swell. "You like knowing your womb has been bred so nicely and you're growing more with every day?"

He nods, already breathless and melting in your arms.

"You want me to fill your belly even more?" You ask.

This has become a recurring conversation between the two of you, usually at the beginning of your sessions. But without fail it does wonders for both of you and often leads to him being bent over and with your cock buried inside him, shooting ropes of cum into his already occupied, but very fertile womb.

Just before you finish, you lean in and whisper: "Once you push this one out I'll make sure your belly is filled with my babies next."

Without fail that phrase brings both of you to the edge. It's quite obvious that despite his embarrassment, the boy rather enjoys having his belly filled to the brim and swollen with babies.

"I'll make sure to put at least three babies in that tummy of yours when the time comes." You add after cumming buckets inside him. Just saying it is often enough to bring your member to full hardness and make the poor boy wet all over again.

Two more months of this pass and he is absolutely glowing. His belly has started to turn into a nice teardrop shape, hanging low on his small frame. His hips have only slightly widened in the past few weeks which only serves to accentuate his gravid, rounded middle. You love rubbing his belly even more now that it's so tight and swollen, yet somehow larger each time you see it. He seems to love it just as much, you caressing his overtaxed and growing tummy.

When he sits now his belly spills into his lap, covering nearly half of it. Your length grows hard thinking about how much larger he will get in the final weeks of his pregnancy.

As time grows near for the birth, you go to the head mistress with a request. You wanted to watch the birth and were willing to pay extra to see it. Naturally, she agreed, seeing no issue in this, especially if you were willing to pay an additional fee up front.

Then, soon enough, the time came.

It miraculously happened during one of your fuck sessions with him, pounding him from behind, holding his incredibly swollen belly and filling him entirely. However when you pulled out, there was a gush of fluid that came with you and a groan from the boy, who clutched at his poor tummy.

"I suppose it's time for the little ones to join the world." You smile with a dark grin as the boy's face scrunches in pain with a contraction.

Several hours pass with his belly tightening and his face contorting in agony as he prepares to push. You rub his overtaxed tummy in a soothing manner, speaking in soft tones to him.

"Don't worry, it'll all be over soon." You say, though secretly hoping it takes much longer. You don't want this to go too quickly. You wanted to savor every moment of this. After all, it would be at least a few weeks before you'd be able to pump him full of cum and breed that little belly of his again.

He cries out in pain, pushing with all his might many times over before one of the midwives announces the head is out. Once this happens you've been asked to move to the side, which you oblige. At this point your cock is at near full mast in your trousers and needs attention immediately.

As the boy bears down with another contraction, you reach inside and begin stroking your length slowly, not wanting to cum too quickly. However this proves difficult at you watch his belly tighten again, the skin rippling across as he pushes hard one last time and the room is suddenly filled with a shrill cry of new lungs.

"It's a boy." The midwife says. "We will clean him off while you rest. There is still another in there!" She says with urgency.

"Wait...another?" The exhausted you man says with defeat. You spurt cum in your pants hearing that your theory was right. He really was meant to be bred if he was having twins on the first go.

"Yes, another. Be ready to push again soon."

As the boy slumps bonelessly against the cushion, your cock is already twitching, eager for the next babe to be pushed out.

Before long the young man is breathlessly pushing, his entrance straining against the babe's head.

"I think--" He pants. "I think it's stuck!"

"I know, I know. But you must keep pushing!" The midwife urges. Your length is hard as a rock in your hand again and you stroke it excitedly, hearing that the second baby seems to be larger than the first. It wasn't surprising given how round his belly had been since the beginning.

"That's it, keep pushing! Another!"

He screamed, echoing down the corridors and into the night air. With one last push the head popped out, leaving him enervated on the floor.

"I need to change positions." He says breathlessly, before shifting to his hands and knees.

You could hardly believe your eyes and neither could your cock. He was now bent into the position in which you consistently fucked him raw. It was almost too good to be true, yet there he was; pushing out a second baby like an animal in heat. Your cock leaked precum all over your hand, but you held out just a bit longer.

He grunted and groaned loudly as he bore down again, pushing with all his strength. You pumped up and down your shaft, grunting and groaning in your own way, just much more quietly. His belly tightened and he screamed, then suddenly the second baby was out and you were cumming for the second time in almost as many minutes.

"It's a girl!" Said the midwife, before taking the baby away to be cleaned.

You relax against the wall, watching as your favorite conquest collapses to the floor, entirely spent and practically asleep. You decide it is time to take your leave.

You clean yourself up and before stepping out you go over to the barely conscious young man and say just loud enough for only him to hear: "I'll be back in a few weeks to fill that belly of yours all over again. Don't worry. I'll make sure you're never out of a job while you're here."

He gives the barest of mumbled responses as you step away and disappear into the night.

Six weeks later, true to your word, you are pounding him from behind for the fifth time that night. His little belly round and filled to the brim with your seed. You just know it's already taking root in his fertile womb. It wouldn't be long before his tummy began to swell with young and this time, it would be you that claimed his womb.

😛💋😛

It’s 1am. I woke up to daddy sucking on my titties and watching videos of him fucking me on his phone. I was laying on my back with my arms up. He had his legs wrapped around mine, with my right titty in his mouth while he humped me. I could feel his hard dick grinding against me. I didn’t want him to stop so when I felt it and realized what he was doing, I didn’t open my eyes. I just laid there with shallow breaths while he used me as his own sex doll to rub one out… or at least that’s what I was hoping. But mmmm him sucking on my titties and grinding on me just got me too wet. I couldn’t help but to let out soft moans and gently grind my pussy on him. He kept going until he saw me drool a little. He wiped the drool off my face and said, “Baby I’m about to play in your mouth.” I said, “Daddy do you want me to put it in my mouth while you lick my pussy, so you can keep watching your videos?”

Daddy: Give me your holes

So I layed on my side, put my right leg up and exposed my pussy for daddy. Then I opened my mouth and stuck my tongue out. He layed on his side, grabbed my waist and pulled my pussy into his mouth. Grabbed the back of my head and pulled my head onto him while he pushed his dick down my throat. For a while I just sat there with it in my throat, sucking it like a pacifier, feeling it pulse, twitch, & grow. That did nothing but made my pussy wetter. I think daddy could taste it. Because once I came he started grinding in my throat deep and slow, while he sucked on my pussy. He used both of my holes like this until he came twice. Then once we were done, he kissed me and passed out.

😂 he’s laying on my lap just snoring with his dick out, I love when my holes put daddy to sleep 🤤🤭 Got that good good 🥴🤤🤭

Rugrats | s01e03 “At the Movies”

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