The Big Day Finally Arrives!--Happy Birtghday Black Baby Leon!

Well all my good friends, the Big Day finally arrived! All's well that ends well!---Baby Leon weighed in at 9 lbs, 2 oz and it took a lot to get him outside at last! Happy Birthday Baby Leon!!!!!

Big Leon, the baby's black daddy and my Number One Black Bull was still on duty in Helmand Province, Afghanistan with his airborne brigade, so he wasn't able to be here for the big event, but he left his best old army buddy Marty in charge of things along with his his good friend from the VA Hospital in Westwood, Dr. Laureen Angelou who was the chief OBGYN and delivery doctor for me. She had been getting both Bobby and me ready for the last nine months, so I had a lot of trust in her.

Well, long about 2 AM on Sunday morning I started to feel the twinges and contractions coming. Bobby and me had been going to the Lamaze classes so I was prepared with controlling my breathing and I got on the phone and called Marty and Dr. Laureen and they cam over and picked me up and drove me to the hospital. We had planned and rehearsed real well so it wasn't such a big shock or surprise, but I sort of panicked when I felt things coming on and was afraid my water would break but Bobby was there to take care of me until Dr. Laureen could take over. By the time they arrived Bobby had everything packed in a suitcase and travelling bag and I was in a warm robe and pyjamas and he had on a nurse's uniform dress like we had rehearsed and planned it, so that he could stay with me in the waiting room and delivery room. He packed our new digital video camera so that he could film the actual delivery, although I was disappointed when Marty insisted that we couldn't really post anything like that on the website or we would get into legal troubles and people would get real upset for no reason about something so natural just because it has a ... or baby in it. "Where do people think babies come from?" I shouted back at Marty, but he said we could have our own private photos and videos but if we showed it on the website people would go apeshit. Finally I had to agree with him. Anyway, we got to the hospital and Dr. Laureen gave me a complete physical and ultrasound to check the progress.

Well after that it seemed like everything was more like a false alarm as hour after hour went by, sometime with the contractions getting stronger and then sometimes dying away. Dr. Laureen put us into a private room with a cot for Bobby to rest on when he wasn't taking care of me. During this time she was prepping Bobby for his role----she was giving him Oxytocin and Motilium injections to get his female hormones up to the tipping point----Prolactin and Oxytocin are the "Mothering and Bonding" hormones and Dr. Laureen said she was flooding Bobby's body with triple doses as the delivery came on, just like the birthing process would flood my body with them naturally. She said our plan was for Bobby to have by injection and IV the same rushing flood of female hormones as I did from the natural process so that his milk would start up and he would bond with the new baby just like me! Every time she gave him a hypo of the Oxytocin and Motilium his eyes dialated up like a ... fiend and he spaced out. She said she would increase the injections and IV as I got to the final delivery and then give him one super-dose as the baby came to make him bond! Lucky we had a private room!---Each time Dr. Laureen gave Bobby an increased dose of Motilium and Oxytocin and Bobby spaced out Marty would lock the door, strip him down and give him a little "Hormone Reinforcement Therapy" as he called it to make sure it would take good effect.

Well, we went through 26 hours of on again off again contractions. When the water broke we all thought things would happen soon but we couldn't just get there. I wanted a totally natural delivery, so I didn't want too much in the way of drugs and I was worried about their effect on the baby. But finally Dr. Laureen said we had to speed up the process or if it was stretched out too long it might begin to stress the baby's heart. So she got an IV bag of Oxytocin and started to drip it into my arm. She explained that the Oxytocin was the same hormone my body was alerady making, but we would just use more of it to speed up and induce the contractions to get things over with. Bobby was on the next bed and she gave him the same IV dose of the Oxytocin she gave me, saying that although of course Bobby wouldn't have any real contractions, nonetheless it would start the milk-making process in his body and the bonding process when the baby finally arrived. Since we were there so many hours we also used the hospital's breast pump to get Bobby's lactation started as he took the Oxytocin:

Well, I have got to hand it to the Oxytocin, because within an hour of the dose I really started the contractions for real. Bobby was helping me giving me apple juice and helpng me push, but he started to get "sympathetic labor pains" as Dr. Laureen described it and had to lay down for a while. Luckily he felt better when the delivery got nearer.

While we were waiting for the Oxytocin to kick in Dr. Laureen suggested that a good way to relax and loosen up my vaginal lips to let the baby out would be for Bobby to give me a good tongue massage, so we did a stint:

After the Oxytocin the baby started to move down the birth channel and I was out of my mind with the pain! Bobby was back and forth, back and forth----holding my hand to help me push and breath in the La Maze way and then scooting down with the video camera to record the history of the moment. When Dr. Laureen said that the baby was "crowning" I didn't know what that meant, but later I learned it was when the baby's head began to show through the vagina-----Bobby was down there with the camera in a split second! We had the video on the monitor above the bed and as I pushed and pushed I could see Baby Leon's beautiful, beautiful black head just pushing my lips apart further and further and Bobby was wide-eyed and struck dumber than a motherfucker as he filmed with his mouth dropping open as the top of the head got bigger and bigger and blacker and blacker in the vaginal opening, stretching my lips wider and wider and wider! But still we couldn't make the final mile and Dr. Laureen with her eye on the baby's heart-beat graph decided to up the injection of a final dose of Oxytocin to induce more contractions for one more try with the hope that we wouldn't have to go to a Ceasarian. She gave me an extra syringe and then whipped our the biggest syringe I ever saw and I was sure it was for horses and couldn't be for people and as she filled it full with Oxytocin I was about to shout out that I couldn't take another one so big when she smiled and hiked up Bobby's dress and let him have it in the rump! "This is the Big One!" she shouted to me. He's going to get the massive dose a woman gets from her own body when the final crisis of the childbirth comes and she has to push or die! He's getting a massive rush of Oxytocin and Motilium and it will hit his bloodstream in about five minutes when we get you onto the operating table!"

Then Woosh!----all hell broke loose as the attendants scooted me onto the rolling gurney and off at full trot to the delivery operating room with Dr. Laureen running in front and Bobby with his camera running behind in his nurse's dress looking more and more dazed!

The next thing I knew the corridor was rushing past and I was on the delivery table with my legs hoisted up in the stirrups with Dr. Laureen shouting "Push, Push!" and I was in a crazy blur of pain, pushing and confusion as everyone around me started to shout together: "Push, Push!" and my body seemed to split open. Then I felt the baby sliding down and I could see the beautiful, beautiful black head coming out sideways from between my legs and Dr. Laureen tugging his shoulder out through the opening! Then one final "Push!" and it was done, with my eyes clenched closed for the final push and me almost passing out with the pain. Then there was a pause and a shout and then a cry all around me and I opened my eyes again and I could see Dr. Laureen holding beautiful Baby Leon up as she pulled away the placenta and snipped, and then she set him down on my belly and I could look at him for the first time! The first thing I noticed were his lovely eyes!--dark and deep brown like his daddy's but so, so spiritual and serene, not crying but so peaceful as if he felt he was still in heaven above!

Then Dr. Laureen lifted him up again and the nurse ran some medicine across his eyes and it was then that I glanced downwards and saw the most beautiful thing I had ever seen! It was Baby Leon's so, so beautiful wee-wee black cock! And my mouth hung open and then curved into a sweet smile as I looked down and saw how big and long it was like something I never believed a little baby could already have!

But it was then that I was able to notice Bobby again and I saw that he couldn't stand up straight and had to sit on one of the stainless-steel stools and the video camera fell downwards and would have hit the floor if the strap wasn't around Bobby's hand. Then I saw Bobby's eyes! The pupils were 100% dialated like an opium fiend's and his eyes were 100% fixed on Baby Leon's beautiful incredible black wee-wee cock that was already half again as big and long as the little thing Bobby had left after all those hormones! He just seemed to be in a hypnotic trance and couldn't take his eyes off that baby black cock!

"He's bonding! He's bonded!" Dr. Laureen whispered into my ear, wiping the sweat from my brow. "My God its the Oxytocin and Prolactin----the mothering and bonding hormones!----Look at his eyes!----I never saw such a deep effect----He's really bonded now---just look!"

And sure enough I looked at Bobby and he was in an absolute trance. But I really didn't believe it totally until I looked down from Baby Leon's beautiful black cock, then to bobby's mezmerized eyes and then down further to the front of Bobby's nurse's dress! There as we watched we saw first two silver dollars of wetness form about Bobby's nipples. Then the pools of wetness grew from the suze of silver dollars to the size of two saucers! The milk was spurting out of his nipples and drenching the whole front of his dress! He looked like something out of a wet-T-shirt contest! Then the wetness drenched downwards and gathered in his crotch until it looked like he peed himself!

We laughed and Dr. Laureen gave me a kiss on the forehead as she explained that my milk should kick in in a day or so. As the attendants wheeled me out into the recovery room. I slept for about 24 hours and then Dr. Laureen brought beautiful Baby Leon in from time to time to help me bond to him and he to me and to get him some of those mother's antibodies everybody said were so important:

Finally, I recovered well and Marty and his girlfriend Michelle came to drive me home. Bobby got a wheelchair and pushed me down the the car and we thanked Dr。 Laureen as we all got in and drove home with beautiful Baby Leon!

When we got home I was still dead tired so Marty made Bobby take up all the slack so I could rest. I would ... until late in the morning and then Bobby would bring Baby Leon in to nurse. I had more than he could take so I would use the breast pump to store extra bottles during the day in the refrigerator. Then Bobby would take the night shift to let me get a full night's rest. His milk was flowing all right, but hardly like mine, so he mostly depended on using my bottled mother's milk which he would warm for Baby Leon in the night. Then, most importantly, he would be able to have some flow from his own titties during the night so that Baby Leon would not get anxious or hungry and wouldn't cry. That's how we worked it: Me on the day shift and Bobby giving his tits to suck through the night shift! It works pretty well!

Of course Bobby is in charge of changing the diapers! We use some rewashable and some Pampers. Bobby has gotten used to it. He even convessed to me that he likes to do it now! He says that when he cleans up Baby Leon's mess he uses the wet-wipes to clean his little wee-wee and sometimes for some reason Baby Leon's little black cock wee-wee sticks straight up and Bobby sometimes yields to a temptation to kiss the little thing! After he told me that and I saw it happen when he was changing the diaper when he was nursing in my bed we both saw his little man-thing standing straight up! Then we both kissed it and giggled in each other's arms!

But there is no question who is dominant in the relationship between Baby Leon and Bobby. First of all Baby Leon's beautiful black cock is already getting almost twice as long as whatever it is that is left between Bobby's legs. And then Baby Leon has proven himself the true dominant man! Sometimes in the middle of the night he wets or shits his little panties and wants Bobby to change him immediately. Usually Baby Leon sleeps next to Bobby sucking on his titties during the night. But Bobby, as you might imagine is often exhausted being kept up all through the night and it is hard to wake him up. But my little man shows Bobby who is the real man! One morning I heard crying from Bobby's bed so I walked down the hall to see what the matter was. Baby Leon had a shitload in his diaper! But Bobby was knocked out dead from exhaustion and lack of ... and didn't hear him. Baby Leon took the bull by the horns! He climbed right up on Bobby's face and pulled down the diaper and unloaded a quart of yellow poo-juice all over Bobby's sleeping face! Bobby jumped up screaming and yelling all the way to the toilet, wiping the yellow poo from his eyes. After that Bobby never slept through a diaper change! From then on it was clear who was the master and who the servant in the relationship! But Bobby loved it as he was totally bonded to black cock and knew whatever future he would have would come from Baby Leon's beautiful manly wee-wee black cock and that his future was dedicated to it! Now whenever I look in and see him nursing Baby Leon there is a look of peace and acceptance on his face that surpasseth understanding!

In any case after the delivery I was so worried that I was so loose and big down there that I wouldn't be a good fuck for Big Leon. So Dr. Laureen set me on some Kagel exercises to tighten up my vagina. I worked with some balls and cones and Bobby would give me tongue massage and apply Oak alum and other medications to tighten me up. We would work together and Bobby would put his tongue in down there and I would clamp down to strengthen the vaginal contractor muscles. After a few weeks we made enough progress that when Bobby would put in his tongue as far as it woud go I would clench down like I was stopping a ... and I would be able to hold his tongue fast so that he couldn't take it out! Then I knew that when Big Leon gets back I will be able to hold his massive black cock so that he won't get away from me! I will keep Bobby breastfeeding and I will quit so that my period will start again soon and I will be soon pregnant with the next beautiful black baby!

Well, I guess I have written enough for one sitting so I will close here. We have sent the video on Baby Leon's birth to his Big Black Daddy Big Leon and we hope he comes home safe from the war in Afghanistan to see his new ...!

I really want to share some photos and videos with everybody to show off beautiful Baby Leon but Marty says anything with kids in it is trouble. So I will only include one small photo of mother and sone nursing, which I hope no one will object to---who could object to motherhood?:

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