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Chapter 9 by Driver_Dylan Driver_Dylan

What do you do now?

Stay calm.

Keep calm and help her ready herself to give birth right there.

“Oh fuck!” She screamed as her legs buckled under the stress of the contraction. “I have to push.” She moaned as I reached out and grabbed her before she could fall.

“Okay.” I said trying my best to stay calm while I held her up. “Hold on, don’t push yet.”

“I can’t help it.” “She moaned as the contraction ended, the nails of her left hand digging into my arms.

“How far apart are the contractions?” I asked helping her back up and then to lay down on the table.

No sooner had we gotten her back up on the table than she screamed with another. “How far apart is………….. That?” She moaned moving her right hand away from her crotch and gripping the pillar behind her. It was then, that I noticed the bulge of her pussy. Over the next two contractions I urged her not to push as the bulge slowly deepened and swelled until a small shock of black hair became viable in the light blond of her pussy hair.

“Okay, I see the head.” I said as I began massaging the area with two fingers like I had seen in an emergency first aid course. “Go ahead and push.”

With the next contraction she pushed and with each one, the small shock of hair slid a little farther out until the entire forehead up to the eyes were visible. “Oh God.” She screamed as another contraction hit her.

“Just one more.” I said guiding the head out and into my hands.

“One…………. More…………… Push!” She moaned as the reminder of the head suddenly squirted into my waiting hands.

“Okay!” I called over her moans and shrieks. “Don’t push!” I said as I made sure the cord wasn’t around the baby’s neck.

“It hurts!” She wailed trying desperately to ignore her body as another contraction peaked causing the baby between her legs to turn slightly to the side.

“Push.” I called guiding the shoulder out by gently massaging her pussy lips.

“Oh Fuck!” She screamed giving one last push just as the baby slid into my hands along with a final gush of fluid. Panting with the after effects, she reached down as I placed her daughter into her hands. “Thank you.” She mouthed panting. “Thank you for everything.”

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