Novel & Cerita My Husband, Her Eggs, My Womb

My whole body quaked under his as I felt his thick sticky ropes lancing inside me, his heavy balls jerking against me as they injected their fertilizing load. I flashed to images of cum splashing inside my womb, the cum easily overwhelmed by superior forces. They fought each other deep inside my spiraling line towards my great prize suspended within my warm depths. They surrounded my egg, the Alpha sperm easily covering its whole surface in a carpet of wriggling tails and pushing heads. I felt a twinge in my orgasmic belly as one of those sperm disappeared inside my fertile egg...

"They say I have no womb, They say I've never been pregnant. They say I'm barren." Dr. Hayes went very still. "You were there," I said and the tears were running down my face now and I couldn't stop them and I didn't try. "You were in that room with me. You held my hand when they told me he was gone. You told me he had his father's jaw." My voice cracked all the way through on that one. " I need you to run another test. Run it right now. Check me yourself and tell me—" I grabbed his arm and I was not ashamed of how desperate it came out. "Tell me my womb is okay. Tell me I'm not wh

Initially she kept mewing and sucking in but as tempo increased she rode high on her own excitement encouraging me. 'Oooo...oof Son fill me up, sow your seed in your mother's womb my darling.' And so on. I realized we are not using any protection and she could get knocked up. Erotic feeling, huh! Knocking up the womb which carried you for 9 months. But soon my worries were put to rest.

“My cock is kissing your cervix with every thrust. This is where the magic wants my seed — deep, right against your womb.” “‘The vessel must be flooded repeatedly…’” I read, voice breaking as pleasure built fast. Elias increased his pace, fucking me with powerful, claiming strokes. The wet slap of skin against skin echoed through the archives. He kept one hand on my belly, the other rubbing slow circles on my swollen clit. “Your body was made for this,” he growled. “Soft, tight, fertile. I can feel your womb fluttering around the head of my cock, begging to be filled. Keep reading while I breed you.”

"Yes, you don't need to be ashamed, dear. I am your husband. We are officially husband and wife. So, whatever is inside me, you can see it." Can you see? Eka rounded her eyes. Her mind started to wander.

I spit out, making him scoff a laugh, but I'm offended, "How could I possibly give you an egg?" "You're actually so dumb," he lets out with a laugh, always so nice, "You donate your eggs... the eggs in your reproductive system, dumbass. It's a whole process, they take them out of you, they mix it together with my sperm and they put that concoction inside another woman so she can carry the kid and then give it to me." I'm not actually that dumb, I already knew about that process, but him talking about a seahorse before threw me off.

“We are strongest together. That’s what he’s attacking. Not just our company….us. So we fight as us. Not just business partners. Husband and wife. Mom and Dad. Family.” Bella looked at him and saw the man she fell in love with years back and still the same one she is in love with now, the one who stayed, the one who tried, the one who loved her even when things were hard. Some of the tightness in her chest loosened.

I hated the way it made me feel like a suspicious wife, the kind of woman who checks a husband's phone, who reads too much into a single glance, who turns a perfectly ordinary evening into evidence of something sinister simply because she's bored, or insecure, or ungrateful for what she has. I had spent four years being careful never to become that woman, because becoming her would have meant admitting there was something in this marriage worth being suspicious of, and admitting that would have meant admitting that Grace's kindness — the single most important act of love in my entire life — might have delivered me into something I didn't actually want. So I sat in that parking lot, hands on

Thankfully, her husband held her waist so tightly. He came inside of her again, letting out every single drop into her womb, writhing against her behind. Cole concluded there was no way his wife would not fall pregnant by the end of their honeymoon!

The deep brown hooded eyes rimmed with thick lashes and the dark melanin of their skin. With the memories of Prince had come the memories of feeling the baby kicking in her womb. The way Mindy and Prince would lay on either side of her and rub her belly and talk to the baby growing there. How they would promise to love her and take care of her forever was engrained in her brain. The deep love Mindy had for her husband and had agreed to do whatever it took to give him the family he craved, even if it meant using another woman’s eggs, was on her mind.