I have a lot to tell you so this will take several chapters. Today is chapter one. I’m Cherie and my husband is Nick. We married after college two years ago. For the last year, we have been trying to have a baby but we have not had any luck. We talked about it numerous times and decided that I should see a gynecologist. I checked out as a normal, healthy 20 year old with a slightly tilted uterus. The doctor said that I shouldn’t have any problem getting pregnant. He did suggest doing it “doggie style” and how that would help a tilted uterus. After many more discussions, Nick went to the urologist. It turns out that he had a very low sperm count and that was our problem.
We sat in our living room, on the night we found out, talking about what we could do and what were our options. It’s a small one bedroom apartment (more about that later). I suggested the possibility of adoption but neither of us wanted to do that. We talked about artificial insemination but the gynecologist said with Nick’s low sperm count that would give us about one chance in a hundred. We decided to go to bed and think about it.
We have had sex in about every position know to man. That night, Nick said he wanted to do it from the side. To do that, I lie on my back and he is on his side. He puts his right leg over my left leg and I put my right leg over him. He likes to do it slowly and talk to me. Not my favorite position but that night I wanted to talk too. For some reason, I was really wired and really wet and he seemed extra hard. I knew he wanted to tell me something so I made it very good for him and he started talking.
He told me that a person who works in the chemical lab where he works also works in a medical lab (part time) and that he was the one who ran the sperm test. It’s a small world after all. We did not know, but he had also told another co-worker named Van Mitchel about the results. The next day, Van came into Nick’s office and during their conversation he mentioned that he knew about the tests. Nick did not seem mad about it. That made me wonder? Nick was getting harder and I was getting wetter because now, I was imagining all kinds of things.
He told me that Van had offered to help us. “I said what do you mean help us?” He said with a gasp ” he volunteered to be a donor.” I said “how do you feel about that?” He was hesitant, I think he was trying to figure out what I wanted for an answer. Then he said ” I think it’s a possible solution to our problem.” I said “you mean he would cum in a test tube and they would inject it into me?” Nick said “That’s one way.” “What’s the other way?” I wanted to make him say it. “Well, you could receive his sperm directly.” “You mean go to bed with him?” I knew that was what he meant. “Yes. I think you should get pregnant the regular way and not by injection.” He lay there moving in an out slowly and I was getting wetter and wetter. “Do you think he would be interested in doing that?” “yes, he said he would.” “You mean you talked with him about having sex with me?” “Yes, are you sorry I did?” “No, supprised but not sorry.” “How interested did he seem?” “Very interested.” “How did you leave it with him?” ” I told him I would talk with you about it.” “When did you say you would let him know?” “I will meet him for lunch tomorrow and I’ll tell him how you feel about it.” “You have met Van a few times, do you remember him?” ” Yeah, he is pretty good looking. He could make a nice baby.” “How do you know he is potent?” “He was married and made his wife pregnant the first month and then a year latter.” “They had two little girls.” “Really, I would like a little girl.” “He must be really potent to get her pregnant that fast.” “I think so.” “So, would you like me to have sex with him and get pregnant?” Nick hesitated and then said “Yes.” “It would be his and my baby; you know that.” “yes.” “Would you like that?” “I hate to admit it, but I would like that.” “That’s good, so would I.” “Would he like to make me pregnant?” “Yes, at least he said he would.” “WOW, I can’t believe we are talking about this.” “He is nice looking, we could have a beautiful baby.” “Yeah, I know.” “Would you be jealous?” “Yeah, I guess I would.” “Could you go through with it, it might take several months of our having sex.” “Would that bother you or maybe you would like it?” Which.” “I would like it.” “Really, having him take me, make me pregnant and let Van father our first child?” “Yes.” “I would tell him that he was the father, if he made me pregnant. Would you like me to do that?” “I think he deserves to know.” “OK, get on top of me and fill me up, I’m ready to be full of cum.” We had outstanding sex, best ever. I have never seen Cherie so hot.
The next morning, we were both leaving for work and I ask her what she thought about last night. She blushed and said “I thought about it so much, I almost couldn’t go to sleep.” “Did you dream about it?” “Yes.”
“Good or bad dream?” “Outstandingly good!” “So.” “Why don’t you tell Van to come by tonight around 8 O’clock.” “You sure?” I’m sure.”
I met Van for lunch and eventually, I told him that I had told Cherie about him. I could see that he wanted a yes answer. I told him that she was interested and that we wanted him to come to our apartment at 8 O’clock. I could see he was pleased. It made me a little jealous. He told me that he had seen Cherie several times and that she was beautiful and very sexy. I thanked him for the compliment even though it may not have been one. I told Van again that our reason for this arrangement was to get her pregnant. He said, “I know.” “That’s what I want to do.”
About 7:45 Cherie came into the living room with just panties and a short bed jacket that was not buttoned up. Very sexy! She said, “When Van comes, let him in and talk to him for a few minutes and then I’ll come in and take him into the bedroom. ” “You have to wait for us on the couch.”
She said that in sort of a demanding voice. Van was on time and I let him in and we sat on the couch. I couldn’t think of any small talk, so I said Cherie will be here in a few minutes. Cherie came in exactly as I had seen her before,. The short bed jacket was open and you could see part of two beautiful breasts and the beautiful dark hair that you could see through her panties. I didn’t say anything. She held out her hand and took Van in the bedroom. She managed a smile for me and closed the door. I knew what was next and it made me so hard.
Later, she told me that he took off her bed jacket and told him to take off his clothes. Then, she stuck her thumbs down in both sides of her pants and dropped them on the floor. She could see that he was already hard. Cherie told me, “I turned back the covers and lay on the bed. I put my legs apart and put out my arms to him.” “He got between my legs and I helped him enter me.” “I was so wet, he slid right in.” “He was bigger around than you are and maybe an inch longer.” “It stretched me but I wanted it so badly; It felt so good that I wanted to scream.” “I started moaning and he started fucking me faster.” “I knew it was going to be a short one.” “All I could think of was accepting all that white, wonderful cum and how he had the power to make me pregnant.” “It was the best sex I ever had.” “I know it was wrong to do it and maybe that was part of the feeling.” “I knew you were waiting for me and for him to finishing filling me and that was driving me crazy.” “I started cumming and so did he.” “It was fantastic.” “He got off and was beside me and we did not say anything.” “After about 30 minutes, I reached over and felt of his cock.” “It was already getting hard again.” “He told me that he had not had sex since he was divorced.” “It made me feel like a queen.” “I don’t know why.” “I knew I wanted to have him fill me again so, I started rubbing his cock.” “It was huge and it was mine.” “I let him get on top and I told him to make it last longer this time.” ” It felt so good I wanted to explode.” “We lasted about 10 m
inutes and then I told him to take his ple
asure.” “I started cumming again and he filled me a second time.” “Actually, I wanted it to last all night but this was an outstanding start.” “He got up and started dressing while I stayed there savoring every drop of his cum.” “I called to Nick and he let Van out.”
Nick sat on the bed beside me. I told him that we did not need to go to plan “B” because plan “A” was exactly what we both needed. I made Nick get on top of me while I told him all about it. He seemed to accept his role in the situation. I was glad because I knew now that this was what we were going to do. I told him to mix his cum with Van’s cum and he did. I told him that he must really love me to let me do this. He told me that he was really proud of me to consider Van as a way to get pregnant. I thought proud was a strange word but I liked it. I could have told him that Van made me feel more like a real woman than at any time in my life and I had to feel that again but I didn’t. I told him that Van was coming back the next night. I think he was happy that we would have sex again. We both had a wonderful night sleep. I have more to tell you…………..
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