Chapter 3: Chapter 3
As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a soft amber hue on the world outside, Candi's contractions became increasingly intense. Her belly swelled with the anticipation of twin births, and she could feel the pressure building within her. The sensation was overwhelming, a mixture of pain and pleasure that engulfed her senses.
She told Rob she wanted to fuck him cowboy style and told him to undress and get on his back. She took off her bra and panties and stood before him in her naked pregnant glory.
The sight of her swollen belly and thick thighs, her nipples erect and dark, made him tingle with excitement.
"Come on, Rob," she whispered huskily, pulling him toward her. "Let's make love."
He hesitated for a moment, his eyes darting nervously around the room. "But Candi," he protested half-heartedly, "we shouldn't."
"It's our last chance," she insisted, her voice full of longing.
"We'll never forget this moment."
He gulped down the lump in his throat, his eyes burning with desire. "Alright," he surrendered, his voice shaking. "But we gotta keep it quiet."
She chuckled softly, "Baby, you know I won't scream like I used to."
"That's right," he growled, his cock twitching like a hound ready to hunt. "And I'll make sure to keep you quiet."
With that, he positioned himself on the bed, his eyes locked on her.
Candi climbed on top of him, straddling his waist. Her hands grasped his muscular arms, her fingers digging into his skin. The air between them crackled with electricity, a tangible energy that pulsed with every throb of desire.
"Are you ready?" she teased, running her fingers across his toned chest.
"More than ready," he rasped, his voice thick with lust.
She slowly lowered herself onto him, their bodies connecting in a symphony of passion.
Their eyes locked, communicating wordlessly their desires and needs. The fire burned within them, fueling their hunger for each other.
"Fuck me, Rob," she growled, her voice low and seductive. "Harder."
He obliged, thrusting deeper into her, filling her with his presence. Their bodies melded together, creating a bond that transcended any physical connection. The air was thick with their passion, their cries of pleasure echoing through the room.
"Yes, yes, harder," she cried, her nails digging into his skin.
She bounced on top of him her big tits and belly went up and down.
Rob loved seeing her huge belly bounce. He pulled her hair and fucked her faster. She screamed louder, enjoying the roughness. "You like that, don't you?" he grunted. "Yes! Fuck me! Slam my pussy!" she shouted, cumming hard. He kept fucking her, slamming into her relentlessly as her juices coated his cock. She started to moan loudly, and they both came at the same time. He kissed her neck as they lay in the afterglow.
"Wow," he finally managed after catching his breath.
"That was incredible."
Candi smiled and then she focused on her breathing. She felt the beginnings of a very strong contraction building in her uterus.
The discomfort was quickly transforming into a full-blown contraction. Candi gasped, grabbing the bedsheets and squeezing them tight.
"Oh god," she groaned, her voice strained and desperate. "It's really happening."
Candi grimaced and groaned as the baby's head rammed against her cervix. Her belly was tight as a drum and pulled inward. She screamed, "Somethings happening!"
Her legs involuntarily spread apart. A soft pop sound came from her pussy and water shot out like a hose from her vagina.
"Whoooahhh!" Candi yelled, her eyes widening in shock. "My water broke!"
Rob stared at her, his jaw hanging open. "What do we do now?"
She panted, her face red and sweaty. "Keep going," she gritted through clenched teeth. "Push!"
He nodded, his eyes never leaving her face. "Okay," he said, his voice steady and determined. "Let's do this."
He placed both hands on her stomach, rubbing and pressing in rhythmic circular motions.
"Try to relax," he urged, his voice low and soothing. "Just breathe."
Candi inhaled deeply, her nostrils flaring as she pushed air into her lungs. "O-okay," she gasped, her voice strained and ragged. "I'm trying."
Rob watched her intently, his gaze never wavering. "You're doing great," he assured her, his voice brimming with confidence. "Just keep going."
Candi nodded, her face twisting in agony.
She felt the need to get on all fours. She flipped over and got on her hands and knees. She rocked her hips in a circle and moaned lowly.
"Do you see anything yet?" she asked between gasps.
Rob looked closely at her nethers and shook his head. "Not yet, but it looks like things are progressing."
Candi grunted, bearing down hard. "It feels like the baby's head is stuck," she cried out painfully.
Rob ran his hands up and down her back, offering support. "Take a deep breath, and push when you're ready."
She nodded, her face screwed up in concentration. With a mighty push, she bore down, her face reddening with effort.
Rob walked around to the end of the bed. As she opened her mouth to moan he shoved his very erect cock into her mouth.
She wrapped her lips around his dick and sucked.
"That's it, girl," he groaned, bucking his hips against her. "Show me everything you've got."
She eagerly complied, sucking harder and licking his shaft with her tongue.
"Yeah, baby," he encouraged, cupping her chin with his hand. "I knew you had it in you."
Candi couldn't resist, her resolve crumbling beneath the onslaught of his words.
She swallowed a gasp, her lips parting to reveal her wet, eager mouth. Her hand snaked around his thigh, stroking it gently.
"Maybe I can convince you otherwise," she purred, her voice dripping with double entendre. Her fingers danced higher, brushing against his crotch.
Rob bit his lip, fighting a losing battle against his mounting arousal. "Candi," he warned, his voice quavering. "We should stop."
She smirked, tilting her head provocatively.
"Or maybe not."
He swallowed hard, his cock twitching beneath his jeans. "Candi," he pleaded, his voice breaking. "You're supposed to be pushing."
Rob managed to mumble through his own moans, his eyes rolling back in ecstasy. Candi's talented throat worked wonders on his member, and he found himself on the brink of orgasm far sooner than expected. "I'm gonna pull you away if you suck my cock that hard."
"What? And miss out on the fun?" Candi giggled, a throaty rumble vibrating through her chest.
She stopped and focused on her contraction and pushed hard and yelled. She resumed sucking his cock while she pushed and groaned.
Her contractions intensified, and she felt the urge to bear down again.
"God, this is so hot," he groaned, his voice strained and desperate. "You're gonna make me come if you keep this up."
Candi eyes were unfocused as she felt her uterus tighten like a vise pushing her baby through her birth canal. She could feel the head slowly move downward.
"Goddamn, this hurts!"
"You're doing great," Rob encouraged, reaching for her hand. "Keep pushing."
Candi gritted her teeth, her knuckles whitening as she clung to the bed frame. "This...is killing me!"
"Hey," Rob said, his voice softening. "Focus on your breathing. Take a deep breath."
She inhaled sharply, her chest expanding as she exhaled through gritted teeth.
She went back to greedily sucking his cock. She loved his huge dick in her mouth and wanted to swallow his cum.
She pushed again with the contraction and moaned loudly. She tried to focus on the task at hand. She wanted to do this without being rushed. Her muscles relaxed around his dick allowing it to slide effortlessly in and out of her hot, wet mouth. He groaned and his balls tightened. She sucked hard and his cock exploded in her mouth. She swallowed every drop and savored the sweetness and flavor of his seed.
"That was nice," she whispered, her breathy voice sending shivers down his spine.
"Now, let's try something else."
Rob frowned, his brow creasing in confusion. "Like what?"
"You know," she purred, her voice sultry and teasing. "Something different. Something exciting."
"Well, I suppose," he hedged, unsure of where this conversation was headed. "But we should probably get back to business."
She laughed softly, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
She said, "You're right. It will have to wait. Ohhhhh. I can feel another contraction. Check my pussy."
Candi commanded, her voice husky and desperate. Her contractions had grown increasingly intense, and she needed assurance that progress was being made. Rob reluctantly crawled over to her, his movements cautious and deliberate.
"I'm sorry," he murmured, his voice trembling with guilt. "I don't know what to say."
"Please," Candi implored, her tone pleading. "Just check and tell me what you see."
Rob nodded, steeling himself for the task ahead.
Slowly, he slid his fingers inside her wet folds, feeling the slippery, elastic walls of her vagina. His heartbeat quickened, his pulse throbbing in his veins, but he remained focused on the objective.
"How does it feel?" Candi asked, her voice hoarse and strained.
"I can feel the baby's head," Rob replied, his voice cracking slightly. "It's definitely moving down."
He started to stimulate her clitoris. Her contraction was coming on and she wanted to push.
Rob was excited about the baby and he was hoping she would be able to squeeze out the baby. He helped her by giving her encouragement and telling her she was doing great.
"You're doing amazing, Candi," he said, his voice hushed and tender. "Just take a deep breath and push."
She nodded, her face flushed and damp with sweat. "I'm trying," she groaned, her voice strained and desperate. "But it hurts so much."
"I know," Rob murmured, his hand clasping hers tightly.
Her pussy was bulging and a small opening was forming in her pussy. As she pushed the bulge increased.
She reached down and grabbed the bulge and stretched it out. A small amount of blood trickled onto her hand. "My God, I can feel the baby's head!" she cried.
"Easy, Candi," Rob cautioned, his voice low and gentle. "You don't want to risk tearing yourself. Let me help you."
He carefully maneuvered his way between her legs, positioning himself behind her. "Put your hands on my shoulders," he instructed, his voice calm and confident.
"Get ready to push."
Candi nodded, her grip tightening on his arms. She took a deep breath, her body bracing for the impending surge of pain.
"One, two, three — push!" Rob counted, his voice sharp and commanding.
Candi closed her eyes, focusing on the task at hand. She dug her heels into the mattress, pushing with all her might.
"Again! One, two, three — push!"
She obeyed, her body trembling with exertion.
Each push sent a surge of pain coursing through her body, but she fought through it, driven by the promise of new life.
"You're doing so well," Rob murmured, his voice a soothing balm to her frayed nerves.
His praise spurred her on, and she pushed again, the baby's head emerging from her vagina like a tiny starburst.
"Candi," Rob gasped, his voice heavy with awe.
"Look. It's starting to crown."
Candi blinked rapidly, her eyes struggling to focus. She squinted, squirming slightly as the baby's head began to emerge. "I-I can't believe it," she stammered, her voice cracking with emotion. "This is actually happening."
"You're doing fantastic," Rob praised, his voice hushed and reverent. "Your strength amazes me."
Candi arched her back, her muscles contracting with renewed vigor.
Just take a deep breath and push."
Candi nodded, her face flushed and damp with sweat. "Yeah," she panted, her voice quivering with determination. "I feel it moving down."
"Good," Rob encouraged, his voice hushed and hopeful.
"Just a little more, and we'll see the head."
Candi nodded, her face contorting with effort. "Okay," she panted, her voice strained and weak. "I'm ready."
"On three," Rob instructed, his voice firm and confident.
Candi screamed, her body convulsing with the force of her push. The baby's head emerged, followed by a slimy trail of blood and amniotic fluid.
"Holy shit!" she yelled. "I have a baby head sticking out my cunt!"
She started laughing.
"I can't believe it's coming out of my vagina!"
"Me neither," Rob chuckled, glancing down at the tiny head peeking out from between Candy's legs. "Look at that. Look at that beautiful little head."
Laughter bubbled up from Candy's throat, and she let out a burst of uncontrollable giggles. "Oh my God, this is insane!"
"Insane, but wonderful," Rob agreed, his eyes shining with admiration.
She bore down and pushed again and Rob caught the baby as it shot out of her pussy.
She cried out, holding his arm. "Oh God, I can't believe it," she gasped, "it's actually out!"
He held the baby close. It was a perfectly formed little boy, screaming his lungs out. His eyes were blue and his face was pink. He weighed exactly six pounds. They named him Jeremy.
Candi collapsed onto the bed, exhausted but elated. "I did it," she breathed, tears streaming down her cheeks.
"I gave birth."
Rob looked down at the little bundle in his arms, unable to hide the smile spreading across his face. "You did more than that," he said, his voice filled with pride. "You brought a new life into the world."
Candi turned towards him, her eyes welling up with gratitude. "Thank you, Rob," she whispered, her voice trembling. "I wouldn't have been able to do it without you."
He brushed a stray hair from her forehead, his touch gentle and caring.