Novel & Cerita My Husband, Her Eggs, My Womb

She just told me to be quick. Normally, I would've been offended, but I was so fucking turned on by the baby in the oven that my rod was steel hard. She was red hot too. I soon got into a rhythm; our stomachs slapped together, making that hollow sound you hear when you are thumping a watermelon. My balls swayed manfully in the sac, which tightly pulled up as the great moment arrived. Finally, my ten inch babymaker was stuffed in as far as it would go, completely engulfing her fertilized womb. Once again, the small slit widened incredibly and a gusher of potent seed was propelled with tremendous force. Apparently, my superman unit down there wasn't concerned whether mom was pregnant or not, i

Pregnant. For years my husband and I had been crying over negative tests, spending thousands on fertility clinics and accepting the reality that my body was broken but my body wasn't broken and right now reality crashed over me like a tidal wave. Caleb delivered another slam into me, his hot breath fanning across my neck. "Ah..." A tear slipped down my cheek, a mixture of intense euphoria and panic colliding inside my chest. I looked up at Caleb. He was staring down at me with devotion, his jaw clenched as he picked up the pace, completely consumed by me, completely oblivious to the fact that he was currently claiming a womb that already belonged to him.

He taunted me, "Don't be stubborn! You may have given birth to Ella, but the egg wasn't yours! Ingrid is her real mother!" I calmly retorted with a hint of danger, "Are you delusional?" He sounded determined. "If you don't believe in me, let's get a DNA test! By the way, I'm going to divorce you too! You're just a simp who forced me into this marriage. I've done my part as a husband in our 25 years together." The mention of divorce put a smile on his face. I assumed he must have dreamed of this moment for a long time.

He concluded within himself. “Ehm– ehm” Hector cleared his throat as he continued his story. “My ex wife was someone I so much loved and cherished. She was adored not just by me but by the entire Halo clan. She was a virgin selected specially. But five years into our marriage, there was no sign of conception. That was when her secret was revealed and her true self shown to the world. All through our marriage she has been taking contraceptive herbs that prevented her from taking in and bearing forth children.”

She reaches out, grabs Cairo’s heavy hand by the wrist, and forcibly places it into my palm, squeezing our fingers together. "He loves you like a wild beast. He is the reason your body did not die in the winter. He keeps the fire burning. But he needs to do his job now." She looks toward Cairo's general direction, her expression completely serious. "If you do not take her, her womb becomes like an old, dried-up sponge left in the sun. Stale and dead. It needs the pulsing. It needs your fluid to wash the old spirits out and soften the lining. You understand me, big man? You must not be lazy with your rules and heavy with your body."

the doctor informs. "What do you mean by it is about her? What is wrong with my wife? Is she alright?" I asked scared as fuck. "Calm down, there is nothing wrong with your wife. It's just that it is hard to say if your wife will be able to conceive again or not because her uterus is too weak to carry another baby, and if she conceives in the future then it will be a miracle child of yours." the doctor informs. Gabriella and I looked at one another for a few moments, our eyes locked for a few minutes before we both spoke in unison.

I started hyperventilating. But why would my husband fake his own vasectomy? And why is it that all these years we’ve been having sex, I haven’t been able to conceive? What if it is me who is barren? No, but how can I be? I kept going to hospitals and they told me that I was fine. The problem had to be from my husband. So what is actually going on? I found myself asking these questions out loud, not realizing that I was still outside. I looked around and closed my mouth, hoping that nobody would know the little personal details of my life.

“And this time I want you to thank your husband for sharing you.” “Thank you, Jimmy,” I moaned loudly between each hard thrust. My voice broke with pleasure. “Thank you for letting this biker ruin your wife’s holes.” Jimmy was standing nearby now, stroking himself again as he watched his wife get completely destroyed by another man. His eyes were wide with lust and love mixed together. Seeing him like that only made me wetter. Jax’s thrusts became faster and more erratic. His muscles tensed, and his breathing grew rough. “Gonna fill you up again, slut.”

I teased, "Did you plant some kind of surveillance device on me, Mr. Rivers?" … When I got home, Simon still hadn't returned. The dim, silent living room was so quiet that it was almost frightening. I slipped the ring off my left ring finger and tossed it aside. It hit the floor with a crisp clink, then rolled off somewhere. I didn't bother to see where it went. I headed upstairs and pulled my suitcase out. But when I opened the wardrobe, I suddenly realized I barely had any decent clothes. Ever since I married Simon, I'd become a full-time housewife. Aside from loungewear, I hardly had anything I could actually wear out. Even the engagement ring he'd given me back when he proposed didn't fi

Seven years of marriage. One night with the wrong man. And a pregnancy that could destroy everything. For seven years, Aurora had endured humiliation, treatments, and endless accusations of being a barren wife. On her seventh wedding anniversary, she believed everything was finally going to change. She had obtained one last fertility treatment and was ready to give her marriage another chance. Instead, Roman came home with his mistress—and divorce papers. Heartbroken and desperate, Aurora took the fertility drug before Roman left. Later that night, a man returned to her room. Thinking he was her husband, she spent the night in his arms. The next morning, Roman denied ever c