Pregnancy Hormones Running Amok - ICDT

[icandothis]

(icdt_060412)

We're in Las Vegas (he's working right now) having a great time . . . will tell you all about it later, taking this opportunity to catch up on my journal.

The below post was originally under a different thread, but if this is a duplicate post here, sorry.

We were in the family room, on the sofa watching some movie on cable. He was stretched out with his head in my lap. The movie wasn't very good, and I think I must have dozed off, because I was pleasantly awakened by the feel of his warm mouth on my tit. He had lifted my t-shirt, latched onto my breast and was quite unselfconciously sucking and gently biting my hard erect nipple and roughly licking around and over the darkened, enlarged areolas, inadvertently sending electric shivers from my breasts to my now awakened clit.

It's amazing to think that just a few months ago my nipples were soft, pink buds surrounded by small deep rose colored areolas, and now the contrast of enlarged, dark (almost brown) areolas surrounding long, hard, always erect and aroused nipples is so different and yet seemingly such a turn on for him and deeply erogenous for me.

At my doctor's appointment last week, we were talking about my breastfeeding the baby and she said that while usually mothers get their milk after the birth of the baby, it was not uncommon for some women to start leaking and/or spotting between the 22 week and birth . . . not true milk, but something called Colostrum. I'd love to be one of those early producers.

 

[icandothis]

(icdt_060512)

Besides just wanting sex most of the time and having a sex drive that is totally over the top, I've also noticed that I have been exploring, experiencing sexual daydreams, regular dreams and fantasy more often than before and the two below, definitely make me feel sexually aroused, uncomfortable and perhaps even a little frightened when I catch myself thinking in this direction.

Without fail I've found myself daydreaming and/or fantasizing about things sexual, very sexual. Please don't think harshly of me, but I felt the need to at least put these two down and get them out. Typically the very raw, raunchy lascivious ones involve my Lover (not surprising), but the others, often just as erotic involve my friends, acquaintances and even strangers. I haven't shared them with my Lover yet, but maybe I will later this evening.

Another recurring fantasy involves my Lover. In this one I am pregnant and he has me naked and my hands bound and despite repeatedly asking him why he has my hands tied, he will not answer me. The first time he makes love with me I enjoy it, after all he is my Lover, the father of my baby. When we cum we lay there afterwards sated but I can still feel his erection pulsing against my hip. He enters me again, this time while I am on my side and he "fucks" me hard with my hands still bound. He's thrusting into me hard and deep and I tell him to stop because he's starting to hurt me, but he doesn't stop until he cums again. I try to squirm away from him, relieved because I think it's over but to my dismay I can see his cock getting hard again. He orders me onto my hands and knees and even as I cry in earnest and tell him I've had enough and to please stop, to remember that I am pregnant, he roughly grasps my hips, position them in front of him and starts to "fuck" me again. He repeats this scenario several more times until he is finally exhausted and spent and slumps over me . . . still having not unbound my hands.

There are others, but these two are the ones that most easily come to mind . . . I wonder what they really say, what they really mean.

 

[FSUBasketball]

ICDT, sorry I've been off for a few but have been catching up on the thread. Maybe I'm reading too deeply into this but, as a guy, sounds to me like your most recent post means....you want more sex! ;-)

 

[icandothis]

ICDT, sorry I've been off for a few but have been catching up on the thread. Maybe I'm reading too deeply into this but, as a guy, sounds to me like your most recent post means....you want more sex! ;-)

That's a joke . . . right? I don't know if either one of us can handle much more

 

[FSUBasketball]

That's a joke . . . right? I don't know if either one of us can handle much more

Yes, I'm kidding about it. Like I said though, I'm a guy. Isn't sex all we ever think of....or at least that's how we interpret dreams.... ;-)

 

[icandothis]

Yes, I'm kidding about it. Like I said though, I'm a guy. Isn't sex all we ever think of....or at least that's how we interpret dreams.... ;-)

Morning FSU,
We actually did talk about sexual fantasies last night and he has a couple himself. one or two of our fantasies sound similar, mine are usually in a little more deal than his . . . I wonder if the seed for these fantasaies may have come from the other person. I told him about my recurring one where he binds my hands and then has sex with me over and over and over in different positions. he liked that one . . . We had sex and fell asleep.

We're heading home this afternoon, it was a fun trip, but I'll be glad to get home

 

[Paul_Chance]

Hot and Smooth

"In our struggling he rips my dress exposing my breasts and begins to suck my nipples into his warm, moist mouth and continues to suck and bite until my nips are hard and erect and I orgasm . . . not meaning too, but helpless to prevent it.

As I stand there against the door crying and trembling from the orgasm, he bunches my dress up around my hips, roughly pulls my panties down, frees his now swollen, thick cock and plunges into my slick, wet pussy, pounding into me hard and deep until he cums releasing his hot load inside of me. When he finally recovers and pulls out, he kisses me hard on the mouth, looks triumphantly at my Lover and turns to walk away as his cum drips out of me and trails down the inside of my thighs."

Okay, that was seriously hot. I love the wall as a sexual position, in all its possible variations. Hope your trip home was smooth.

 

[icandothis]

"In our struggling he rips my dress exposing my breasts and begins to suck my nipples into his warm, moist mouth and continues to suck and bite until my nips are hard and erect and I orgasm . . . not meaning too, but helpless to prevent it.

As I stand there against the door crying and trembling from the orgasm, he bunches my dress up around my hips, roughly pulls my panties down, frees his now swollen, thick cock and plunges into my slick, wet pussy, pounding into me hard and deep until he cums releasing his hot load inside of me. When he finally recovers and pulls out, he kisses me hard on the mouth, looks triumphantly at my Lover and turns to walk away as his cum drips out of me and trails down the inside of my thighs."

Okay, that was seriously hot. I love the wall as a sexual position, in all its possible variations. Hope your trip home was smooth.

Hey Paul,
We had a really great time, but oh so glad to be home!

 

[twistinside]

Glad you had fun icdt and welcome home!

 

[icandothis]

Besides wanting to be the best friend I found those daydreams really exciting and hot. It is interesting that he wants his best friend to watch him impregnant you, there must be something between them about that one and your lover wanting to show that he can do that to you.

Sounds like you may have your hands tied up soon for an intense sexual encounter

Glad you had fun icdt and welcome home!

You know, he and his friend have been best buds since I think their junior year in high school. I'm sure there are all kinds of male bonding things going on that I will never understand and bottomline it was always the two of them . . . until I came into the picture. He and I have never really liked each other, but for my Lover's sake I've tried to at least get along with him until that incident at the party last year.

My Lover is very protective and possessive of our relationship, me and now our unborn child and because I don't want to say or do anything that might jeopardize their friendship I decided not to say anything to him about the breast groping. I try to stay out of his friend's way and give them their time . . . he is no threat to me and I wish he did not see me as a threat to his friendship.

I think this duplicity, this conflict on my part e.g. the dislike and distrust on the one hand and the obvious erotic attraction on the other shows up in this fantasy.

 

[twistinside]

removed by me

 

[icandothis]

Well being groped is not something to take lightly and make sure the "friend" knows he better not do it again or he will find your foot up his ass

I'm sure your lover is protective of your relationship as he should be especially with you carrying the baby.

I'm not a shrink, I just play one sometimes and not sure what brings on that feeling you have about the fantasy with the friend especially with your disliking and distrusting him. I think you need a new subject for your fanstasy to erase that one with the best friend and kick him to the curb

I think you make a good point Doc, thanks.

 

[twistinside]

I think you make a good point Doc, thanks.

haha thanks and my bill is in the mail or we can work out a payment plan another way

 

[icandothis]

Hope you all love this pic as much as I do.
Thanks again "K"

http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxtfrm7MHb1qa4rq8o1_500.jpg

 

[lynn-23]

Hope you all love this pic as much as I do.
Thanks again "K"

http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxtfrm7MHb1qa4rq8o1_500.jpg

Wow that pic is fantastic. She is so beautiful and sexy!

 

[icandothis]

Wow that pic is fantastic. She is so beautiful and sexy!

Lynn,
"K" has over the last several weeks sent me many photos (demur, maternal, erotic) capturing ladies in that pregnant way. I've put them into a sort of album and if it's ok with him will post them so that everyone who stops by can also appreciate how extraordinarily beautiful the blossoming pregnant form really is.

 

[Kudram123]

Lynn,
"K" has over the last several weeks sent me many photos (demur, maternal, erotic) capturing ladies in that pregnant way. I've put them into a sort of album and if it's ok with him will post them so that everyone who stops by can also appreciate how extraordinarily beautiful the blossoming pregnant form really is.

I think many more here will get a kick out of it, so by all means, spread the joy

Be careful not to display them to explicit in your thread, the mods might find it reason to delete, but a link shouldn't hurt

 

[icandothis]

(icdt_060712)

Since first starting my "journal" I have had several readers ask me about how my Lover and I got together. It's a little long, but below is the story:

My then boyfriend initially introduced me to “M”. “M” and I had a pleasant, cordial relationship, seeing each other at my boyfriend’s office functions and occasionally if I happened to stop by the office or jobsite, I might run into him there.

My boyfriend and I called it quits about 6 months after I met “M” (our breakup had nothing to do with him) and I didn’t see “M” again for perhaps a month or so later when I ran into him at a favorite little restaurant of mine. We ended up having lunch together and then later that same afternoon having sex for the first time. I think we both knew right off that the sex thing between us was going to be good and it was . . . very good. Another thing that I also knew was that I did not want to get involved with him. On some level, from the first time I met him I felt . . . apprehensive, maybe even a little afraid. I could see how self possessed and self directed he was, not cold or uncaring but clearly a man who knew who he was, and what he wanted, the polar opposite of me.

There had always been that intense unspoken sexual tension and once we had finally slept together, we couldn’t get enough of each other. Early in our relationship, he made it clear how he felt and what he wanted. In that very controlled persona that he assumes, he told me that if I wanted to be with him wonderful, if I didn’t we’d work through it . . . but he would not press me or mention it again. I knew his feelings were stronger than mine were, and for a long time I tried to keep my emotional distance.

We still saw each other, still slept together, still had fantastic sex and our relationship played out like this for another 2 months . . . until I became ill. I was sick (nothing serious) and taking a medication that unfortunately made me very constipated (sorry). This had gone on for a couple of days and I was miserable. As was his usual routine, “M” had called and I explained that the doctor had suggested I take an enema and he said he would stop at the pharmacy and pick up a Fleets.

I was sitting up in bed when “M” got there, and as he came into the room, he asked if I were ready for my enema. I told him no, and that aside from not really feeling up to doing it, I had never done one before and wasn’t quite sure what to do. He got up, returned with the enema, and told me to lie back and that he would give me the enema . . . I don’t think so! He said I needed to have it done and to just shut up and lie back. He laughed saying that he had already seen and experienced every hole and crevice I possessed, so why was I embarrassed now? I supposed he was right and plus, my lethargy and discomfort out weighted the embarrassment and so I lay back and rolled over onto my side as he placed a pillow between my knees, and I bashfully presented my ass to him.

He lubed up my ass with lotion and as he massaged the small of my back, he slipped the nozzle of the enema into my asshole telling me to hold all of the solution and not to void it. He slowly filled me with the enema and after about 10-15 minutes, my stomach began to cramp. After another 5 minutes or so “M” helped me to the bathroom, waited outside, helped me clean up and then walked/carried me back to bed. . . I felt exhausted and he sat in the chair watching over me as I dozed. When I awoke the room was dark and he was stretched out on the bed next to me, my head on his chest and legs casually between his . . . Maybe there was more here than I had suspected at first, maybe being with him wouldn’t be so bad after all.

 

[rod43]

How delightful it is that your share these very intimate times with us! It is very special, thank you ICDT!!

 

[twistinside]

(icdt_060712)

Since first starting my "journal" I have had several readers ask me about how my Lover and I got together. It's a little long, but below is the story:

A very fun and interesting story plus not many people can say their significant other helped them with an enema early in their relationship

 

[icandothis]

How delightful it is that your share these very intimate times with us! It is very special, thank you ICDT!!

It is totally my pleasure. I guess the pregnancy has made me remember alot of things that might not have seemed very important or romantic at the time (needing an enema? definitely not romantic), but if nothing else I'm remembering just how fortunate I was to meet him and to have him wait for me. It wasn't love at first sight (at least not for me), but I think it was a meeting of soulmates. Six years later and we're still together (though we have our ups and downs like other couples), we have a good life and now a baby on the way,

 

[drtshare]

(icdt_060712)

Since first starting my "journal" I have had several readers ask me about how my Lover and I got together. It's a little long, but below is the story:

My then boyfriend initially introduced me to “M”. “M” and I had a pleasant, cordial relationship, seeing each other at my boyfriend’s office functions and occasionally if I happened to stop by the office or jobsite, I might run into him there.

My boyfriend and I called it quits about 6 months after I met “M” (our breakup had nothing to do with him) and I didn’t see “M” again for perhaps a month or so later when I ran into him at a favorite little restaurant of mine. We ended up having lunch together and then later that same afternoon having sex for the first time. I think we both knew right off that the sex thing between us was going to be good and it was . . . very good. Another thing that I also knew was that I did not want to get involved with him. On some level, from the first time I met him I felt . . . apprehensive, maybe even a little afraid. I could see how self possessed and self directed he was, not cold or uncaring but clearly a man who knew who he was, and what he wanted, the polar opposite of me.

There had always been that intense unspoken sexual tension and once we had finally slept together, we couldn’t get enough of each other. Early in our relationship, he made it clear how he felt and what he wanted. In that very controlled persona that he assumes, he told me that if I wanted to be with him wonderful, if I didn’t we’d work through it . . . but he would not press me or mention it again. I knew his feelings were stronger than mine were, and for a long time I tried to keep my emotional distance.

We still saw each other, still slept together, still had fantastic sex and our relationship played out like this for another 2 months . . . until I became ill. I was sick (nothing serious) and taking a medication that unfortunately made me very constipated (sorry). This had gone on for a couple of days and I was miserable. As was his usual routine, “M” had called and I explained that the doctor had suggested I take an enema and he said he would stop at the pharmacy and pick up a Fleets.

I was sitting up in bed when “M” got there, and as he came into the room, he asked if I were ready for my enema. I told him no, and that aside from not really feeling up to doing it, I had never done one before and wasn’t quite sure what to do. He got up, returned with the enema, and told me to lie back and that he would give me the enema . . . I don’t think so! He said I needed to have it done and to just shut up and lie back. He laughed and slapped my ass saying that he had already seen and experienced every hole and crevice I possessed, so why was I embarrassed now? I supposed he was right and plus, my lethargy and discomfort out weighted the embarrassment and so I lay back and rolled over onto my side as he placed a pillow between my knees, and I bashfully presented my ass to him.

He lubed up my ass with lotion and as he massaged the small of my back, he slipped the nozzle of the enema into my asshole telling me to hold all of the solution and not to void it. He slowly filled me with the enema and after about 10-15 minutes, my stomach began to cramp. After another 5 minutes or so “M” helped me to the bathroom, waited outside, helped me clean up and then walked/carried me back to bed. . . I felt exhaust and he sat in the chair watching over me as I dozed. When I awoke the room was dark and he was stretched out on the bed next to me, my head on his chest and legs casually between his . . . Maybe there was more here than I had suspected at first, maybe being with him wouldn’t be so bad after all.

Thank you for sharing... it is so very nice to know there still are good people out in the real world that care about each other.

thank you

fred

 

[icandothis]

Preg Pics Page 1

(icdt_060812)

Of course these aren't me, but I hope you enjoy them as much as I do

 

[icandothis]

Preg Pics Page 2

(icdt_060812)

Now that I'm pregnant, I'm fascinated with breasts and bellies . . . Enjoy

 

[Kudram123]

(icdt_060812)

Now that I'm pregnant, I'm fascinated with breasts and bellies . . . Enjoy

Looks like I saw them somewhere before