A Pregnant BBW Latina and a Good Friend - Part II


Last week when Bony and I got together, she decided to write a note for me that I didn't read until after I came back home from dropping her off. That note is her personality, always positive, goofy, and as sweet as can be. 

It made me realize that my experience with her was more than just a fling with a random pregnant woman. We really touched each other (no pun intended). And the proof of that is in the fact that we still talk after all this time.

We reminisced about the smallest moments: in bed talking for hours while I rubbed her belly, her mucus plug coming out, pregnant sex positions, and all of the different dishes I cooked for her like quesadillas, beef stew, and even chicken soup. She always reminds me of things I forgot about, and it never ceases to put a smile on my face. 

It just so happens that last August her cousin was 8 months pregnant, and she decided to introduce me to her. And no, she didn't care what happened between her cousin and me, she's open to everything. That is another story in itself. Her cousin was really cute, she just has a bit of a temper. 

Well, Bony told me that her cousin is pregnant again! She's only a few months, but when she was at my apartment she called her on the phone to ask her if she'd like to see me again knowing how much I love pregnant women. She said sure. But I'll have to wait a few months. We'll see what happens.

A Pregnant Prostitute in the News Again

Good evening everyone,

Hope it's a good week so far. I came across this story while surfing the web the other day. It's about a pregnant prostitute named Summer Sebastian who isn't that far along, but plans to work right through the end of her pregnancy. Some interesting facts: her boyfriend is 70 years old, she's studying forensic pathology, and she hails from Palm Beach. 

She works at the Moonlight Bunny Ranch, which is a legalized brothel in Nevada. Prostitution is legal in Nevada in only a few counties, in highly regulated brothels. If you recall, there was a story about another pregnant prostitute, Alana Love, at the same brothel which aired a few years ago on network television.  

Las Vegas in particular is melting pot of all things related to fetishes and sex, but in particular, pregnant women! Over the years, I've spoken on the phone to a few pregnant porn stars, including Vanessa Rain, Eliza Allure (BBW), and some lesser known ones too. Maybe I'll get the chance to ask Summer some questions!

But I digress. There was one line in the article which stood out to me:

“I know being with a pregnant girl sexually is a HUGE sex fetish for a lot of people, and I sure hope to accommodate you over the next six months!"

Anyone with a pregnancy fetish just loves to hear that. Knowing that someone understands how much we love the big belly makes all the difference. 

You can check out here blog here in the meantime...


A Pregnant BBW Latina and a Good Friend - Part I

My Pregnancy fetish has taken me on some wild journeys.  But I'm forever touched by them. Here's one of the memories that I'm quite fond of, and think about often. I love pregnant women so much, and here's one of the women who changed me many years ago.

I met Bony as she prefers to be called in the summer 2012, when she was about 20-21, 7 months pregnant with her first. And guess what? We still talk to this day. I'm trying my best to remember the story, it was almost 5 years ago, so I'm piecing it together as best I can. 

We met on Badoo, which is an app for meeting people, although its popularity has declined these days. I met a lot interesting people on Badoo, pregnant and not. I hope to tell you about them at some point.

I remember the rush I got when I stumbled upon her profile as I was leaving work, and the even bigger rush when she replied to me. I just couldn't believe I had stumbled upon a pregnant woman who was single and just what I was looking for! We texted back and forth that afternoon, and I knew she was going to be serious about meeting.

A few days later, I went to pick her up by her house which wasn't in the greatest area. I had done my laundry earlier in the day and gone food shopping so when I showed up my car was full of groceries and clothes baskets. I got out of the car to giver her a hug. Her pregnant belly wasn't as big as I thought it would be, but she was BBW, so she carried differently. She was wearing a long grey dress, and I'm a sucker for long dresses that accuentate a big belly.  She had long curly hair and a huge butt! She was a cutie pie, but a little shy.  I made sure to tell her that I had to stop at my house to drop off everything, which was perfect because that way I could invite her upstairs.

When we got upstairs I immediately put my arms around her from behind. It was hot as hell that day, so I only did it for a few seconds. The air conditioner didn't work that well in my apartment. From what Bony tells me, we didn't get frisky that day. She says we did a few days later. But that was just a small part of the bigger gift that she gave me.

Bony was the first pregnant woman who I really got to know on an intimate level, and a personal level too. I met her family members, I cooked dinner for her, I even took her clothes shopping. 

We were at different crossroads in our lives, my road to independence and hers to motherhood. But somehow, our lives crossed paths too. I hope to meet with her soon so she can help refresh my memory about all the things we did during her pregnancy. 

A Pregnant Sugar Baby Introduction

pregnant sugar baby lips

There are plenty of single pregnant women who have thought about being pregnant sugar babies, maybe you're one of them. You, just like the rest of us, might feel lonely, scared, uncertain, nervous, and any range of other emotions. You might need help, financially or in some other way, perhaps just a protector. 

A sugar daddy can provide those things. One who likes pregnant women can provide you even more, that special attention that only someone with the fetish can do.

If you have thought about being a sugar baby while pregnant, here are some steps you can take:


1. Ask yourself, is this right for me?

Do your research, talk to other sugar babies, write down the pros and cons, and think about it long and hard. If you have considered dating while pregnant, then being a pregnant sugar baby is the next step beyond this. Dating is a mutual agreement of the parties. Sugaring is a finely-tuned agreement that gets to the heart of the matter: benefits!

2. Decide Who/What You're Looking For

If you don't know what you're looking for, you'll never find it. What type of man do you want? When you find him, what do you want him to give you in exchange for dating you? Do you just want financial compensation, or do you want guidance on life? Maybe you just want a baby daddy for the meantime. That's okay too. Make sure you know exactly what you want, and don't deviate from it. 

3. Where Will You Find Him?

There are many sugar daddy websites, I'm certain you've googled them before. If you don't feel comfortable going with one of them, you can post your own ad on Craigslist or a similar site. Take the time to write a thorough ad or profile, whichever route you decide to take. Be prepared to receive a million responses if you go with CL. 

4. Meet

Meet for coffee, or dinner if you're up to it. This is more than just a date, remember that. It has the potential to be beneficial to both you and your sugar daddy in the long term, even after you aren't pregnant anymore.  Always pick a public place, with plenty of people around. You want to be comfortable and safe. If he suggests meeting elsewhere, be suspicious. If it doesn't go well, don't feel bad, just try again! They don't call it sugar dating for nothing. Pregnancy just adds a little spice to the mix. 


Dating Pregnant Women

If you have been reading my blog you noticed how I met pregnant women through classified ads. This wasn't always the case, and I still meet pregnant women through other means. 

But let me tell you about how it all started, when my crazy adventure really began. Let's go back to the summer of 2012. Somehow I stumbled upon a website which was like a gift from above. PregnantDating.com. 

In all, I met 5 different pregnant women from that website. And every one has their own unique story. I will go into each of them in further detail in the coming weeks. I learned so much, and gained so much, even though I lost a lot too. Would I do it all again? Probably. Knowing what I know now I'd approach it differently though.

Dating is difficult, dating a pregnant woman even more so. But the experiences I had back then I'd argue were even richer than the ones I've experienced lately. But they definitely came with a lot more baggage, and so did I back then.

Today, if you do a search for pregnant dating, that website will probably be in the top results. But it's a site that I no longer use. Over the years, there have been fewer and fewer women on the site. And the ones that were on it were either fake profiles or never responded. 

I actually did meet someone of there last year. She was a pregnant BBW (I adore BBWs in general). She was looking for a serious, serious relationship which I just wasn't ready for. Since that Saturday that we met in the mall for lunch, I haven't met anyone else from there. 

Besides pregnantdating.com, there's pregnanthookup.com, which is the sister site. I have also met pregnant women on Badoo, POF, and even on Myspace. If you look hard enough, you can find pregnant women on POF. Just do a search like this:

site:pof.com yourcityname "pregnant" 

This will give you results of anyone who has the word "pregnant" in their profile. You can also try the formula above on other sites to find profiles that are for pregnant women or men who are interested in them. 

If you're single and pregnant, or looking for someone who is, there really aren't too many options these days in terms of dating sites. Time's have changed, people are over dating sites. They want more control. I want more control, and I'm sure you do, too. That's why I decided to start posting my own ads looking for pregnant women. So, you will have to take matters into your own hands just like I did. 

What is it you're really looking for, what do you really want? Write down the answers. Then, start writing an ad which reflects what you're looking for, and find the correct website to post it on. Craigslist, Backpage, or whatever site is popular in your country. 

Before the Internet, people used to place personal ads in the newspaper. And they worked! Let's bring the revolution back.

Ms. Fancy- Pregnant and Super Sexy Part II

Good evening pregnancy people,

Saturday I got to see Ms. Fancy again! When I came downstairs to answer the door, she stood there waiting like always, her belly was the biggest it's ever been, and the biggest it would ever be. Of course, it was off to pee first before anything. With a belly that big, she always has to go to the bathroom.

When she came out to sit with me like she always does, she lifted up her sweater to reveal that huge round belly that I waited months for. Her belly was hard as a rock, and so was I already, just rubbing it and kissing it. I'm going to miss the smell of it, like she just got out of the shower and rubbed cocoa butter all over it. 

When she stood up, I had to help her. Her butt was so soft, I just had to stand behind her and press up against her, and wrap my hands under her belly. She was all belly, carrying low, the curve from her pelvis to her belly button was unreal. She had that dark line that I love, and two holes where her former piercings were. 

I followed her into my bedroom. Time for the pregnancy photos, she went to the usual position next to my bed and stood sideways, with her hands at her waist. She turned her head to me and gave me that smile like she had done so many times before. 

She stood next to me again, and I could barely contain myself, just seeing those dangerous curves of hers. Her pregnant body had blossomed into a work of art. There was nothing that I enjoyed more than watching her parade around my room. 

So she came and rested next to me on my bed. We spooned tightly, and I held her and her belly as close to me as I could. I didn't want to let go, but I knew that it wasn't up to me.

Her feet and legs and even her hands were really swollen so I rubbed her whole body up and down as we chatted. I said "you're one lucky pregnant woman!" "You never have to do anything when you come over, you get totally pampered!"

She agreed. She had so much to get ready for, the nursery, the hospital stay (I even got her some slippers to wear), everything as a new mom. But she let me catch this little glimpse of her life that I never though I could have the chance to see.

A sophisticated, educated, employed, beautiful woman, who let me experience a small part of her pregnancy journey.

She never told anyone about me, not her friends, or her family. It was a secret pregnancy fetish arrangement. She was no longer with the baby's father, for reasons that she never really got into. But here we were, in uncharted territory, I really never had such an extensive voyage with a pregnant woman before. 

But sadly it was our last meeting. Sunday night I had a feeling that she would have her baby. I looked at the couch where we had sat so many times before, and I knew that moment was gone and I wasn't going to be able to get it back again.  

I texted her today to see how her doctor's appointment went, but she never even had to go. About an hour later, she told me that she gave birth last night. I got a little teary-eyed reading that. I go back to the first email she ever sent me responding to my ad, and then I look at all the photos of the past months, with her belly growing. 

I told her I would send her a collage of all the photos so she could see the progression of her pregnancy. And I told her I'm here for her now like I was before. Even though she isn't pregnant anymore it doesn't matter. I'll say it before and I'll say it again, the pregnancy fetish establishes the intimate connection, and it can never be broken, even after the belly is gone.

But until we see each other again, we will both miss each other. Lighting the cinnamon candle on the dresser, with the breeze creeping in the window, curled up on the bed, dreaming about the next steps.

We both took this crazy journey together, somehow we crossed paths, and decided to share a little bit more than even our closest friends and families even know about us. Our troubles, our dreams, or fantasies, even our orgasmic screams. And when we look back on those memories, they will mean even more than they did at the time. They already do. 

Ms. Fancy- Pregnant and Super Sexy Part I

I honestly never thought I'd meet a pregnant woman like Ms. Fancy. But when I think about the circumstances of our meeting, I realize it's a story that must be told, and one that could probably go beyond just telling it here on this blog. 

Of course, you know I like posting my ads. I post ads on Craigslist and Backpage, but this ad was just on Craigslist. When Ms. Fancy responded to my ad in November of 2016, I really couldn't believe my eyes. A thin, pretty white girl in her early 20's, tight jeans, cute boots, hair done, who lived in suburbia (she sent me a photo of her in her house).

When we first started communicating, she was only 4 months pregnant with her first, so she really didn't have a big belly yet. And we played email tag for about a month before we finally met. She was nervous about meeting, and for good reason.

I'm not going to sit here and tell you that I'm not nervous too, I always am. But when we finally settled on a day, and she showed up in front of my house in a tinted out Lexus, I had to pinch myself. She gets out of the car and she looks even better than in her photos, a big fancy bag swung over her shoulder, a watch on her wrist, an eye-popping get-up.

She had a cute little belly though. But I wasn't even concerned with that. She's the type of soft-spoken woman you see at the mall with her husband who you would never even think to approach. There she was, traveling all this way to approach me, a total stranger. I was not going to let her down. This was one unique opportunity before me.

I was literally shaking as we walked up the steps to my apartment. We sat down on the couch side-to-side and the first thing I asked her was, "what are you doing here?" I just couldn't believe it. "Why did you decide to do this?"

"Well, I thought it would be interesting, I wanted to have a little adventure." I turned to her and smiled, almost laughing. How lucky was I in that moment???

So we proceeded to head to my bedroom, where I took some photos of her showing off her barely visible bump. Then I got onto my bed, and with her beside me, she put her little belly in my face and started rubbing my chest. I told her that's what I liked. And I proceeded to pleasure myself until I had an orgasm. I came really loudly because she made me come so much! After that we lay on the bed for a while just holding each other, and I kissed her neck softly. When it was time to leave, she was already planning when we would see each other next. 

After she left I still wondered what she thought about the whole event. Would she actually ever want to see me again? Yes, in fact, we saw each other 5 times after that. Every few weekends she would drive to see me, an hour each way, for a few hours of cuddling, touching, rubbing, etc.

This weekend will be our 7th time seeing each other. She is literally 9 months pregnant and about to pop. I've had the luxury of watching her grow physically and emotionally during almost her entire pregnancy. I've only done this with a few other pregnant women, but Ms. Fancy was different. We didn't talk during the week, we didn't waste time on mindless chatter. When the time came for us to see each other, we did all our talking at that moment. In some ways, our arrangement showed me where I've been going wrong all these years in the dating game. I will let you know what happens this weekend. Until then, no pregnant escorts, go meet your own pregnant woman, on your terms!

My Backpage Ad and The Wierd Responses

Ever since I started this journey of posting ads in search of pregnant women, there have been good weeks and bad. Good as in a response every few days. Bad as in no responses all week.

But there is another type of response which is even worse: responses from men. 

I for the life of me cannot figure out why men are responding to an ad that's looking for pregnant women. The ad clearly states "Looking for Expecting Women with Big Bellies."

I usually can tell when a guy is responding to my ad because he won't text first. I'll check my phone and there will be a missed call with no explanation. 

The other day a man at least had the courtesy to text me this when I asked the reason for his unsolicited call: "Someone who cares." Well, I didn't feel so bad after reading that.

When I call back, they are usually surprised. "Who's this??" they say. I reply, "you called me, did you bother to read the ad?" And then they hang up. 

It's just been one of those weeks. Perhaps these men are so horny that all they see is "expecting" and they don't bother to read the rest of the ad. I am obviously not an escort!

There's been a lot of talk about Backpage lately, mostly negative. I'm not going to get into the reasons why. But Backpage is not just for escorts and those seeking them. 

Yes, there are many ads for that, but if you dig a little deeper as I have, you will see men and women who are seeking alternatives to romance, companionship, cuddling, and even just someone to talk to. I'm one of them. The pregnant women I connect with are looking for the same. And who doesn't need a little help now and again? 

Often, people with fetishes or people looking to fulfill them are often marginalized, even more so the ones with pregnancy fetishes, or pregnant women who are single and still seeing other men.

We all live normal lives as best we can but when we wake up in the early morning our fantasies are calling us. When we go to bed at night that's what we dream about. When we both finally link up we are two star-crossed dancers with no one watching us, making memories that will last forever, and writing stories that need to be told. 



Why Are Men Attracted to Pregnant Women? An In-depth Look.

This one is for the pregnant women out there. I hope it finds you. I love you so much, so don't forget it. We all do, and this blog is for both men and women.

I want pregnant women to feel comfortable and know that there are many good men out here who not only love how you look, smell, and shine, but hate any man who says otherwise.


The Fundamental Reasons Why Men Like Pregnant Women:


Biology. When a man sees an expectant mother, he can be certain of two things, (1) that she is capable of having children, and (2) that she has had sex before. From a biological standpoint, this is all that a man needs to know to be sexually aroused!

After all, humans are wired to procreate! If that woman is his partner, there is an even greater attraction from knowing that he planted his seed inside her.  The primal instincts kick in, and that man, even a total stranger, will do everything he can to protect and pamper you. 

As I'm sure you're aware, many men like women with big butts and thighs, that's also evolutionary, since it signals that a woman is ready to have children.

And the bigger the butt, the better, right? Well, the same goes for the pregnancy fetish. The bigger the belly, the greater the attraction. A big round tummy signifies health and vitality. It also is just 


Early development. At an early age, and without any explanation, certain moments become imprinted on us and will shape our growth into adulthood. A few of these moments will decide what fetishes we have for the rest of our lives.

For men who like pregnant women, this could have been seeing a relative or acquaintance pregnant many years prior. I can't quite pinpoint what that moment was for me, but I do remember getting butterflies upon seeing and getting close to a pregnant lady. 


The sexual aspect. These could be considered  the "benefits" of having a pregnancy fetish, too. First and foremost, a pregnant woman can't get pregnant again, although I've had several women tell me that this isn't true in the earlier stages (?). Sometimes the worry of condoms breaking, birth control pills, and missed periods can be enough to put the brakes on any love-making session. The peace of mind a pregnant woman provides means a non-stop night and morning of fun!

Yes, she's pregnant, she had to have sex to get that way. She must be really freaky, and a total nymphomaniac! Unfortunately, this is the thought process for many men. It's not their fault, again, it's how all men are programmed. It might even be true, but women are human beings too and sex feels just as good for them as it does for us men. 

In fact, I can confirm that it feels REALLY good. I have been lucky enough to experience on more than one occasion just how good it feels being inside a pregnant woman. There is nothing else like it. It's warm, wet, and super soft. It just swallows you whole! I'm sitting here closing my eyes and I'm taken back instantly to those intimate moments, I'd give anything to stay in them for a little while longer. 


You are just glowing! Even with the reasons above, if you notice several men per day who can't take their eyes off you, it's probably because you're just too damn sexy, belly or not! You might feel tired, bloated, swollen, and generally irritable, but I still love you more than you'll ever know! 

No matter what you think, or what anyone tells you that's contrary to you being the sexiest and most precious woman on the planet, remember that someone out here would give the world to you even to just be in your presence. 

More than I expected (Part II)

Well, it was a bitter-sweet day on Saturday. Yes, I know it's Tuesday. But I'm just getting around to writing this. 

The bitterness was from knowing that it would be the last time I'd see her, since she's having her baby this week. She really is ready to pop, she's getting induced! The sweetness from getting to be with a pregnant woman that far along, who was simply beyond beautiful, as I told her time after time.

I picked her up in the same place, but today was much colder than when we met two weeks ago, so she was wearing her cute pregnancy pants and a big white sweater. The outfit really makes the difference. When I look back on all my stories and memories, the outfits bookmark the pages.   

She wobbled on over to my car and when she got in I was just stunned at the enormity of her belly.  It was so hard and stretched to the maximum level of tightness. I couldn't wait to get back to my warm apartment and hold her close to me.

I like the winter time for this reason, it connects people, just like my fetish does. Some people look at the pregnancy fetish with disgust, some look at it with fascination. Some people look at the winter time with regret and sadness. I look back it with fond memories and new ones to be made. 

And that's just what we did. But of course she let me rub her belly all over, and stand behind her and kiss her neck while I did it. She brought another special outfit to wear for me, this time a rainbow body stocking. I took a few photos of her standing in my doorway. Yes she was sexy as hell with her big belly and petite figure, but she brought this outfit to wear just for me! She thought of me. Just knowing that turned me on even more.

The whole time I was with her I was thinking about how it was just a fleeting moment. I wanted to see her again, but I knew it really wouldn't be possible. She was single and pregnant, and soon to be a single mom. After today I would be the last thing on her mind, or maybe not.

I've been down this road before, it's kind of depressing, knowing that I'm having this amazing moment with someone I never dreamed of meeting. But I know that soon I'll have to take her back to where I picked her up from. And then I'll be alone again.  

I told her this as she sat on the edge of my bed, while I was propped up against a pillow. But I could see she had other things on her mind besides my depression.

Obviously, she's about to have a baby, and she doesn't have all of the support that she should. I don't even know where her baby dad is, I never wanted to ask her. Wherever he was, she was there with me. That's all that mattered. 

And that's how our afternoon went. I was alternating between giving all my attention to her belly, and then to her mind and our deep discussions about where we might both end up after today when we would stop seeing each other.

When the time came for me to bring her back uptown, we embraced in my apartment, and then again in my car before she went back into her world. But she thanked me and told me how much she enjoyed our short but meaningful fling. She knew someone deep down thought she was beautiful, inside and out, belly or not.  

I will text her again to see how everything is going. I said it before and I'll say it again, the big pregnant belly is a bonus, the woman and our interaction is what I will always be attracted to first.